两个世界

博爱多情的你，怎么会明白忠于单一的情感？

那英 - 白天不懂夜的黑

siang hari yang terang tidak akan mengerti waktu malam yang gelap
sebagaimana anda tidak akan mengerti kesedihanku untuk selama-lamanya.

醒了

等

1996 - Form 5

a song that made it to my rotation many times when i was in high school.

別再說是誰的錯　讓一切成灰

除非放下心中的負累　一切難以挽回

你總愛讓往事跟隨　怕過去白費

你總以為要體會人生　就要多愛幾回



與其讓你在我懷中枯萎　寧願你犯錯後悔

讓你飛向夢中的世界　留我獨自傷悲


與其讓你在我愛中憔悴　寧願你受傷流淚


莫非要你嘗盡了苦悲　才懂真情可貴

lunch

it was 12.45 pm and i was driving. with mag sitting next to me and having to pick up david at seksyen 17, i drove to seksyen 14 under the directive of sir dave.

and there i thought kepong is a disastrous place to be. until the journey around this part of the pj really changed my mind. not only do i need to consistently changed lane, the left right turnings between those huge factory buildings were simply confusing. not to mention demanding drivers who keep pressing me to go faster than i normally would.

the winding narrow upward spiral carpark was another unforgettable part of this excursion and we ended up in a smoky basement foodcourt filled with fumes from cooking stoves. the entire foodcourt looks greasy and not at all clean. surprisingly it was packed with office attired customers feasting away during this busy lunch hour.

it's been years since we had lunch together at any work days. the last one was probably 4 or 5 years back when dave was still in his uni days. and after all these years, he brought us to this polluted place for 板面 and 炒饭. not a good choice to treat the ladies i must admit. *he never see us as ladies anyway*

we then proceeded to digital mall to shop for christmas presents. A GPS for dave's gf and some xbox games. - end of lunch -

word, words, words.
this blog wasn't set out for words.
i can't believe i am blogging about matter as trivial as lunch.
i must be bored or just simply out of my mind.

ps: we decided to let dave drove us back to seksyen 17 after lunch.

no thank you

i don't need to be saved today.

funeral

车外的雨下得好大。

不知道是雨还是泪。 视线一片模糊。

我提醒自己一定要记住这个时刻。

此刻的感觉。

我只记得你的好。

让我们为这个葬礼哀悼。

29/12/08

last photo taken before i snipped off my 40 cm tresses.
i missed my long dark hair.
ffs. let go. that was a year ago.

always your little girl

you are not a kepong girl anymore, my mum teased.
you stayed here practically all your life and you don’t know how to get to carrefour?

mum! i was here in those days without jusco, carrefour, ocbc, hsbc…or whatever food court you have just mentioned. give me a break.

at the same time, my dad was busy shouting instructions at the back of my car.
yes, i repeat. he was shouting.
“turn left at the traffic light. no. before the traffic light.”
“breakkk…… red lights ahead”.
“with the speed you are going, please follow the left lane”.

it’s a crazy place here in kepong. the pedestrians had the slightest respect towards cold hard steel vehicles. and the drivers just swerved around like they were playing bumper cars in some fun fair. ‘undang-undang’ doesn’t exist in this part of the world.

juggling between the conversation with my mum, heeding good advices from my dad and avoiding nasty road users, i think i did a pretty good job getting my parents and myself safe to the destination i.e. the food court next to carrefour.





the challenge. going home.








it’s a dangerous place out there.
i am going to stay home next time and watch my series….

sweet victory

couldn’t remember when was the last time i went yam cha session with the buddies after midnight. years back? i just did, this morning and age is really catching up.

two cans of beer were enough to throw me off balance. and followed by an hour of yam cha session was an excruciating experience when i tried my level best just to stay awake.

well at least there were good companies. as always.
i love my dudes.







do not try to convince me.
i am not going for the chinese chess rematch.
我要你成为我永远的手下败将。
*evil laughs*
let’s try reversi next round.

你不是我

121209
no silly.
it’s not snowing in downtown kl
it’s 30 degree celsius

damn. you are so predictable.
不要再猜测我在想些什么。
do not attempt to understand me by stalking me on my blog
it’s not even a fraction of me.

assumption kills.

favourite line

rebecca in californication

do know this
if you keeping cracking jokes
and taking another drink
and pretending that life is one big stupid party
you will miss everything.

there is no right or wrong
just consequences of your actions.