"Sir, you gostan first"

Apa benda itu gostan? It's not Malay. It's not Tamil. And it's definitely not English.

But we did fully understood the fella. We reversed our vehicle to allow the on coming one to move into the parking space. And then only we frowned and asked ourselves, "Gostan? Why not reverse? Or undur? Or simply pergi belakang?"

That's being Malaysian. We come out with weird languages and we still get what the other is trying to say.

*Thunbs up!*

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Starbucks delivery...just for me!

The other night, I was mad. Certain deliverables could not be submitted on time. I picked up the phone and spoke in kind of a harsh tone to the person on the other end, demanding an explaination. The other person was in a shock. Stressed up SIC unleashing it all out on me. I was not really at fault. There was nothing I could do to help it. I already did my part. I already did my very best to complete it.

Yes, I know it was no one's fault. It's just that when you are in a rush and things could not be done, you'd be very frustrated. Nevertheless, this person not only did not feel bad, this person did not blame me for it as well. And this person did a rather surprising thing which I have not expected.

This person showed up at my doorstep after work, with an ice-blended mocha on hand. "SIC, something to make you feel better..." I went like, "What?" "It's still cold. I came as fast as I could." The person actually went all the way to Mid Valley to get me a Starbucks. I'm not too sure why of all things, a Starbucks, but I appreciate the thought of it. It was sweet. And, no, I did not mean the ice-blended mocha.

A very good bribing technique. I can't scold you from now on huh? Then you'd stuffed me with another Starbucks....

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No good. No good.

Tired over work. Not been hanging out. Missing a few certain people. Going to lose a few certain people. No chats. Nobody to sayang. No time for my own.

Crap. This is so not good.

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"Back" to school

Wide projected screens. Wooden tables. Microphones. Loose hand-outs. Coloured pens. Doodles. Dozing offs. Whispers. Text-ings. Taking down notes. Passing around attendance lists. Q&A sessions. Sneaking out to the washroom. Empty corridors.

A 2-day training made me felt like I was back in the lecture hall. In the last row, head resting on one hand. The other hand twisting the pen. Looking out the window. Listening, or half listening to the speaker in front. You know what are the good things? No exams! No work! No stress! No need to fork out a single cent! I was asked to attend. So I got myself there, sat, listened and mingled.

Just another one of the privileges that comes with the job.

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Farewell Big D...

Hmmm, I think Big D would no longer be in KL at this hour. And one week later, he would no longer be in Malaysia. Yet another departure. To a land with more opportunities. Well, I do hope you find your opportunities there. Make sure you do.

So, sad to say, I will be missing Big D. I will miss all the free rides and the free Starbucks. Yes, of course the company as well. You have been great. Whenever any outing goes haywire, I will bring you up all right? "If only David was here..." Hah!

Take care! All the best! Keep in touch! And make sure you get to MSN there. =)

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Sun set

I had the most remarkable view of the sun setting yesterday evening. No. I don't have to hike up hill. Neither do I have to be at some beach to wait for it. All I need to do is stand by the window, and there, at eye level, I get to see the bright, round, orange sun disappeared slowly amongst the mountains.

And the sky. The sky was a perfect blend of pink, orange and yellow colours. Surrounded by dark blue and grey. For that whole 5 minutes, as the sun sets, the view was totally breathtaking. You'd see the sky changes colours without the light of the sun and then gradually, it became pitch black. And from far below, the lights of buildings and streets and cars made the view so much more memorable. The land below stretches for as far as your eyes takes you. As you wander into nothing-ness, you get the company of small flickering lights in between. You'd feel calm. You'd feel at peace. You'd feel like spreading your wings and fly.

Okay. Okay. I know it's not good enough to allow your imagination to run. Never mind. What I saw yesterday was indescribable. And I saw sun set at eye level! Eye level man! It was enough to make my day.

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Every little thing counts

I need a hug...
I need reassurance that everything is fine...
I need to know that I am not screwing things up...
I need to know that I am not a failure...
I need to know that I didn't disappointed people...
I need to know if I made the right judgement...
I need to know if it's all worth it....
I seriously need a hug...

Please don't make it worst than it already is, all right?

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I'm not pyschotic!

A little clear up on me being a pyschotic senior. As what the whole world knows through my Facebook, I was making my junior work till 4 in the morning.

The truth is, yes, the junior was with me at that hour, but, we were not working. And it wasn't me either who posted that line up on my profile. Man, was I being so misunderstood!

I was actually at home, in fact. This junior came ringing my doorbell at 1 am. People just like to crash at my gate at all the weird hours. Anyway, the junior was rather stressed up from work. Coming to think of it, why would the junior be more stressed up than I am? So, to make the junior feel better, we just talked. Browsed pictures. Played games. Teased around.

Up until 4 am when we realised we got to get to work in a few more hours. Before the junior left, she left me a little "souvenier" on my wall. Right. If that's not enough, I ended up all stoned the next morning. I gave a different answer to what my boss asked. I took the elevator to the wrong level without knowing it. I typed the wrong report. Total blur case!

Man! Once was enough. Girl, if you want to talk the next time around, don't come on weekdays all right? You can have all my weekends.

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Sayang sayang

C'mon! Surely everyone wants to be disayang. It can come in many forms. But no matter what form it is, it never fails to tickle the heart. It never fails to bring out some warmth. It never fails to make you feel special.

So keep the love going on out there and sayang back those that sayang you. It's a pretty good feeling. It'll make your day!

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The biggest joke ever

This girl called me at late last night, in a very anxious tone.

"Ehhh...how?? My purse is with A."
"Huh? Why is your purse with her?"
"I told her to keep it while at the movies just now. I forgot to take it back."
"HAHHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAAA......."
'I got no IC and no licence now. How?"
"AHHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAAAAAA......."

I couldn't stop laughing since. I'm mean. I'm real mean. I was still laughing when I went to pick her up to get her purse back. The movie had ended late and both of them went their separate ways after that. So they blamed each other for the incident. How cute. Lol!

I will remind her about it each time I see her. The joke will continue.

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My team

As what I told one of them, I am going to miss this year's team. Even before the job is over, I know I will definitely miss them.

Miss them for all the fun we had. Miss them for all the outings. For all the discussions. For all the arguments. For all the late nights. For all the crappiness. For all the MSNs and Facebooks. For all the pictures.

We started out as strangers 2 months back. But now, we can talk about almost anything. No strings attached. It takes a little fate to meet the right people who click at times. These are the people that do click.

I am glad that we were all thrown into the job this year.

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I don't like this...

I don't like people to leave...
I don't like to miss them...
I don't like to know that it won't be the same again...
I don't like to look back and wished that they are still here...
I don't like to look at pictures and bring up memories...
I don't like to miss the laughters and the time spent together...
I don't like the answer to "Why did you have to go?"...
I don't like to think about how are they doing...
I don't like the feeling of not knowing when I could see them again...

I just don't like all of it!

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Working weekends

If you'd be in my line long enough, your mind would keep asking if working on weekends is appropriate.

If you don't work, you'll never meet that ridiculous deadline and not only your boss would come after you, your clients would be literally yelling at you everyday.

But if you do work on weekends, you'd wonder if it's worth to sacrifice your time and your loved ones over something which might not be appreciated in the end. C'mon! It's the weekends. From a more logical point of view, it's not meant for working.

It's the same thing every weekend. I know I got this job to complete. And I know I have sufficient time on the weekend to do it. But somehow or rather, I'd do every other thing but work. You know, the mood is not in. The time is not right. I'll put it till noon. From noon I'll push it to the evening. From the evening, I'd say, "Hey, there's still a few more hours at night." And then for all I know, it's already Monday, and nothing has been touched.

Now, as I sit here with guilt (do I even have to feel guilty?), I still don't have the heart to complete that damn thing. Right. Screw it. I'm off to bed.

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One pampered day

It's nice to be pampered for one day. Yea, just one day.

I was slouched on the arm chair. Listening to my favourite songs. With my legs curled up. A cup of hot white coffee by the side. People talking all around the room. A junior beside me, fixing something that went wrong on my screen. Another junior got me breakfast. Another one carried my stacks of files down to the car. Another one 'threw' me a jacket during movie. Someone paid for dinner. Someone got me a ride home. Someone let me have the last few gums in the bottle.

On this fine day, I felt like I didn't have to do anything. I felt taken cared off. It's a fine feeling. And it only happened for one day. Shucks! Wouldn't it be nice if I get to get what I want everyday?

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Purposes

Today, I wonder...about purposes.

Purpose. Purpose. Purpose.

Does everything being done serves any purpose? Do you have a purpose? Does one actually knows their purposes? Does one understands their purposes? Does one meets their purposes? Are their purposes worth it? Has one diverted from their purposes?

Just what the hell are my purposes?

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