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Im Bushed

Haha...
Im so tired today i got no mood to blog.
Arghh being cooped up in a tutorial class for the WHOLE day...
Really can take a toll on the body yah.

Ermm anyway there's still a few who still dun understand bout the Exchange.
Hmm let me try to clear the concept yah.

Okie..this exchange is to 'mengeratkan lagi silaturrahim' between the bloggers.
Err...can someone translate tat to English pls...i cant think right now.
Sori.
So the aim is to send Hari Raya cards to as much bloggers as you can esp to those that you don't know personally.
So we can expand our network of frens even wider k.
Hope that explains it.

And how it works is that those who wants to join, just gives me their addresses.
I will collect and collate and once the list is complete, i'll email to all those involve.
And once u get the addresses, you can go on and post ur cards.
Simple enuf??
=)

Haf a nice day ya.
Im so tired liao.
Sleep...need sleep.

Hari Raya Card Exchange

Hmm looks like i've garnered enuf response to kick start this thing den.
So here goes nothing.

As an intro, this is a snail mail Hari Raya card exchange.
Yes..u actually haf to send out ur cards manually.
Hahaha.
Not online ya.
And since the list can be potentionally long, u are only obliged to send to the person listed above and below u in the mailing list.
And after that, if u wish, u can send out to anyone else u see fit.
Oh ya..the list will be randomly organised as to mix the people around ya.

And i summarised the rules.

Okie.
Tats all i think.
So c'mon and start emailing me ur particulars to untagz@hotmail.com by 14th Nov tat is tis Friday, MIDNITE Singapore time (+8.00 GMT).
I will den send out the completed mailing list after tat k.
Tis is to enable us to haf ample time to send out the cards ya.
SO PLEASE SPREAD THE WORD AROUND...

Hari Raya Cards Anyone??

Lately i have been participating in a postcard exchange event in RBJ.
It is where fellow bloggers exchanged postcards with others from the RBJ community.
Regardless of where the bloggers are staying.
It is quite fun actually to receive these postcards.
Especially so from countries as far as Sweden!
And now they're just starting another exchange - this time around will be Christmas cards.

So i was thinking why don't we do the same here? Especially so since Hari Raya is coming.
We still have time actualy cos its just about under 3 weeks from today.
And if there need be person to collect and organise the contacts, i could volunteer myself.
And we could only use our nicks as i still appreciate a bit of anonymity.
And we could also restrict to those who currently haf blogs online.
Hehehe.

It is just an idea actually cos im dead bored at the moment.
And it is a good way to reach those who are abroad, seperated from their loved ones.
Tsk tsk tsk.

"Terkenang daku pada mereka, yang di-kasihi nun jauh di-mata..." ~ ala Dikir

So how about it everyone, er anyone?
Please leave ur two-cents worth using the coments link okie?
Hmmmm...

Porno Karaoke

Hehe check out what i found while i was scouring the online newsfeeds.
It is a true story ah.
Not something that came out from the figment of my imagination.
What to do rite.
So bored.
Well here it is:

"Moans and screams as Germans fall for porno karaoke

Germans are screaming, moaning, and panting for the latest nightlife craze: porno karaoke.

Film producers Satt und Durstig organised a premiere in Berlin last month after a successful test run in the northern city of Hamburg, and the trend has already spawned imitators in other major cities.

Porno karaoke is similar to traditional karaoke - but, instead of standing in for Whitney Houston or Frank Sinatra, contestants belt out the soundtracks of adult movie stars.

Players pair off in male-female teams as an XXX film is loaded into the projector. With the sound turned off, each duo is handed two microphones, and has one minute to provide the aural fireworks for the action on the screen.

The crowd, which tends to find the show more comic than erotic, then chooses the couple that has given the most convincing, creative, and ecstatic performance of faking an orgasm before hundreds of strangers.

- AFP"

Shucks you think this thing would take off here??
Gee i hope so!!
Hahah.
Must be so much fun.
Hmm what will they think of next?

Haiz. Dunia....dunia.

Life's Journey

Ten Years Ago
-I was 14 years old.
-I was idling through my secndary school.
-I had never been drunk.
-I did not a driving license much less a vehicle of my own.
-I was heavily involved in dikir.
-My cultural activities was beginning to affect my studies.
-I was inextricably single, but out there discovering myself.
-Life was great.

Seven Years Ago
-I was 17 years old.
-I had started to do my diploma in the poytechnic
-I still had never been drunk and vowed not to in the future.
-I was just starting my driving lessons.
-Dikir was still part and parcel of my life.
-My cultural activities were no longer affecting my studies.
-I had just fallen in love.

Five Years Ago
-I was 19 years old.
-I had discovered online gaming.
-I results dipped because of the above.
-I was still attending driving license due to financial probs.
-Financially unstable, due to the above.
-I had entered dikir competitions and heavily involved in my cultural activities.
-Had started to get worried about entry into National Service
-I was still very much in love.

Three Years Ago
-I was 21 years old.
-I was conscripted into service.
-Was stoned and exhausted most of the time.
-Studies had taken a back seat due to the above.
-Started to discover more about myself.
-Transitioning from Boy to Man
-Finance really sucks.
-I was still unequivocally in love, and started to ponder on marriage.

Two Years Ago
-I was 22 years old.
-Still in service.
-Still stoned and exhausted.
-Managed to stay away from alcohol, cigarettes and drugs.
-NS allowance sucks big time.
-Relationships are such beautiful things.

One Year Ago
-I was 23 years old.
-Just released from service
-I had not smoked, drink or taken drugs up till now.
-Join the mass ranks of the unemployed.
-Virtually bankrupt.
-I was so sure my relationship would last till eternity.

Today
-I am 24 years old.
-I have become very sociable, but worry too much about my friends.
-I do not haf a permanent job.
-Really feel like smoking, drinking and taking drugs.
-My lover of six years left me.
-I could really do with some companionship right about now.
-I hate life!!

Tomorrow
-I have no idea what tomorrow holds for me!

Another One Bites The Dust

Phew!!
I passed another one of my papers!!
What a relief.
Tot was gonna fail like the last time.
Lucky for me i didn't.
Hmm got one last one to go.
After that im through....hahahah.
Sugoi ne!

Gee im really exhausted actually.
Stressed out from studying for this paper.
My mind i so tired redi...
Dun feel like blogging much.
Hmm luckily the weekend's coming.

Yup.
Another lonely weekend.
Another weekend being cooped up at home.
Sigh.

"What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies with in us."

Oh well...life goes on.
It always does.
Haiz...Dunia dunia.

Airport In Love Part II

The airport has yet to see me hurt again.
Cos this was where my recent most ordeal all started.
Cos this was where I had yet again fallen entrapped.
Cos this was where I had met the other She.

For those familiar with Tolkien’s LOTR series,
May know of a certain character named Ungoliant.
Mother of all spiders.
She who spurned webs out of Darkness itself, consuming all that was Light.
She who sucked the twin trees dry,
And forever denied Valinor of their Light…
She who assisted Morgoth to steal Feanor’s Silmarils.
And she, whom I had associated with the girl that I had met, loved and loathed.

It was here that I had met Her.
She, working as a temp, Me, working also as a temp.
I had fallen easily for Her, instantly actually.
Helped by my previous failed relationship.
Helped by those lonely nights there where I had spend working alone.
Accompanied then only by Her.
She became my confidante, my shoulder to cry on.
And it was then that we became close.
And it was then that I started on my journey to be hurt.

She was all good at first.
Gave me hope after FHM.
Gave me Love after FHM.
Gave me just what a broken man like me needed.
Made me fall for Her, deeper and deeper she entranced me.
Silently weaving her web of lies around me.
Slowly and surely…till it was too late for me to get out.
Me a Man made meek by Her.
Then the hurting starts.
As surely as the Sun rises she chipped at me.
Little by little.
Just like a movie, the plot thickens.
Lies, Sex and Betrayal…all the elements was there.
God, I could have made a good movie out of this.
If only I could write better.

Sigh.
Why am I doing this?
Jus thinking bout it hurts a lot.
I thought the pain would go away but it doesn’t seem to subside.
Not even a bit.
Arghh no I dun want to continue this…

Airport In Love Part I

On Monday, I broke my fast at the airport.
It was a deliberate decision, as I also had to pass my ex-colleague who’s working there some stuff of his.
In the end it turned out to be a mini-reunion of sorts as several other ex-colleague of mine turned up at the last minute.
As we ate and talked and reminisce bout old times, my mind began to wander.
As usual.
Bout events that had transpired in the past.
Sigh.
Somehow or rather, the airport has always figured prominently in my love life.
It had witnessed both the beginning and the end of my relationships.
Haiz…

It wasn’t that long ago on the 30th of August, six years ago that I was there.
Having lunch with dear FHM at T2’s staff cafeteria.
We had just met only about two months before, attending an orientation programme.
And already I was enamored by her.
I had taken an instant liking to her the first time we met.
‘Setan pakai tudung’ was the first words I spoke to her.
Taunting her.
Hahah…we were having a game lah.
I had actually meant to say something else entirely but it somehow came out differently.
Idiot!!
I was determined to get to know her better and had not turned back since.

So there I was, on that fateful day, sitting across her, eating my chicken rice – or tried to.
I just didn’t have the appetite.
I was so nervous and my heart was beating so fast that it’ll pop out any moment.
For you see – only hours earlier, I had finally mustered enough courage to pop her the question.
Yes THE question after trying to win her heart for the past two months.
But nonchalantly she just sat there and ate.
Pretending like nothing had happened.
Chose to torture me instead by making me wait till the day’s nearly over.
Making empty conversations and hiding her enjoyment of watching me squirm in my seat.
Giving me that cheeky smile of hers that I soon came to love with.
Complaining bout the food – I was like bursting in anticipation and she was complaining bout the food!
Haha…those were the days.

But it was also in the airport that my world came crashing down.
Just four months ago…my whole life changed.
All my hopes and aspirations dashed in a blink of an eye.
Cos it was here, at T2’s Popeye, that she asked to leave me.
It was here that my life started to drop into a decline – headfirst.
We cried there, both she and me.
In view of the public eye.
But I didn’t care.

Cos I had lose the only person whom I cared and loved so dearly.
With whom I spend countless moments of joy and sadness.
With whom I shared my heart…this tiny little heart.
With whom I had thread through life’s ups and downs.
With whom my heart still yearns for…even till now.
And it was all my fault.

Sigh.
I regretted the day I asked for that ‘time-off’.
With all my tiny little heart.

Groggy as Hell!

Today i was in the 'Twilight Zone'.
Seriously.
Dun noe why but everything seems hazy and out of proportion.
Its like im high on drugs or something.
Its like im seeing thru an inverted binoculars...walled vision.
I noe im tired, honestly.
But ive never been in this kind of state before.
Not even in the army seh.
I was like tripping on my own heels half of the time i walked!
I couldn't even stand still in a queue.
I was like swaying to and fro leh.
Those peole in the queue was probably suppressing their laughs.
Even the security guard looked at me in a strange way.
Sibe Jialat!!
My boss asked if i was drunk or having a hangover.
Kena lecture hahaha.
Wowee.
Wah even now i dun noe wat im typing bout.
Ok man...need to lie down.
So groggy.
Ja oyasumi ne!!

Harassement - Sexual??

Sexual harassement.
Wow.
The biggest fear that almost anyone, esp business figures, have.
The thing that have proven time and again to topple anyone from his/her stand in society.
From the most powerful man in the world (Bill?) to the commonfolks on the streets.
No one is spared.

And that was what exactly i had encountered this fabulous but grim Monday morning.
Not to me exactly but to my Boss.
From the moment he picked up the phone, i knew something was amiss.
And the ensuing conversation confirmed my guesses.
It seems that a salesgirl who sold us a few piece of equipment had accused my Boss of being 'overly-friendly'.
Of being too 'touchy'.
But i was there when she came for goodness sake.
And the accusations that she hurled didn't tally with what i had seen with my eyes.
I was like 'Eh? I was there mah. U sure?'.

Hmmmmm.

And to think that she looked so sweet and honest-looking.
If something had happened she should had cried foul-play at that moment of time rite?
And not to wait till a week has passed.
Don't know what she trying to do.
Wat dar dey??
This kind of people also cannot trust issit??
Iritating. But Scary lah...
Could have happened to me too.
Ishk.
In the end my boss and a colleague of mine had to go down her office and confront her.
And as expected, she dropped the matter.

So the morale of the story is ~
Never, EVER, trust a salesperson or get too close to them.
Especially if they're wearing skirts.
Damn short skirts.
Those exec-type wear whose hemline would hike up a few centimeters more whenever they crossed their legs.
Revealing more of that smooth, fair flesh that - EH?
What am i thinking??
Im fasting for goodness sake.
Ohoii...

"Your time is limited, But your Imagination is not." ~ Van Crouch.

Hmm but don't ever let it run wild.
Cheers!