For girls, one of their so called "dilemma" is to decide what colour of their bags to go with their shirts.
Whether to don their blouse or skirts for a particular date.
Also a dilemma to sort out which shoes to wear today (They have tonnes of it, and yet to me as a guy, all just looked about the same)
- And hey, we guys got turned on by your boobs, not something that covers your feet.
I used to watch in awe, jaw-dropping, just by looking at girl's applying their make up. It is so amazing that they could remember each and every step of it to the very details, and yet, can't remember their boyfriend's car number.
It is a divine art, with so much complexity, that reminded me that i should have scored an "A" for Chemistry subject in my SPM. (I got a C because i knew what H2O means).
To be honest, i love to be hassle-free. Want to date? Slip into my jeans and t-shirt.
Go wet market? I look for my short pants and t-shirts.
Conclusions?
Guys = Simple human
Girls = Complicated aliens (with make up)
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Babi Hutan...
How many times in project execution environment you can actually have a laugh with your clients?
For me, scr*wing & cursing (behind their back) each other got lah.
But today, i received a phone call from a client, who eventually became a very good friend of mine during the course of the projects, requesting for some details.
And he told me his project manager is not available due to the following reasons:
"Kereta die langgar babi hutan pagi tadi"
"So? Macam mane? Dia ok tak?"
"Boss ok, tapi babi hutan tu terguling guling la"
"Ada turun kereta tengok tak??"
"Tak leh la bang, haram..."
All along the conversation, i can't stop laughing...i wonder my boss may thought either i have gone crazy or just chit chatting with a friends during working hour.
Who wouldn't laugh??
For me, scr*wing & cursing (behind their back) each other got lah.
But today, i received a phone call from a client, who eventually became a very good friend of mine during the course of the projects, requesting for some details.
And he told me his project manager is not available due to the following reasons:
"Kereta die langgar babi hutan pagi tadi"
"So? Macam mane? Dia ok tak?"
"Boss ok, tapi babi hutan tu terguling guling la"
"Ada turun kereta tengok tak??"
"Tak leh la bang, haram..."
All along the conversation, i can't stop laughing...i wonder my boss may thought either i have gone crazy or just chit chatting with a friends during working hour.
Who wouldn't laugh??
A lil' surprise...
I was so busy with my work, did not turn my eyes off from the computer until i saw an envelope on my table, with a card in it.
To: Mr. Wong Hung Yew, Power Systems Division (PSD)
"Oh, not again"
I thought it would be another wedding invitation card.
Opening up the envelope, how sweet it is to find out it is actually a birthday card sent by my company, wishing me in the month of my birthday.
I remembered during last year, i received the same card too.
It does not hold any kind of sentimental value actually, apart from the fact that it reminds me that i have been here for my 2nd year already. How time flies!
Oh my, i am turning into a 28-years old soon.
My birthday wish?
Pocket full of money inside.
A BMW perhaps, anyone?
Jesus Christ: "Wong Hung Yew, you can bloody well go to sleep and dream about it then!"
I love Jesus.
To: Mr. Wong Hung Yew, Power Systems Division (PSD)
"Oh, not again"
I thought it would be another wedding invitation card.
Opening up the envelope, how sweet it is to find out it is actually a birthday card sent by my company, wishing me in the month of my birthday.
I remembered during last year, i received the same card too.
It does not hold any kind of sentimental value actually, apart from the fact that it reminds me that i have been here for my 2nd year already. How time flies!
Oh my, i am turning into a 28-years old soon.
My birthday wish?
Pocket full of money inside.
A BMW perhaps, anyone?
Jesus Christ: "Wong Hung Yew, you can bloody well go to sleep and dream about it then!"
I love Jesus.
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Buddies..and marriage
"Slurrp..."..took one sip of the coffee served by the tealady, staring into my computer and Gtalk, then start typing away.
Me:"When coming back? Tonight?"
J: "Yaya"
Me: "Find a time to yumcha then"
J: "Ok. Leaving now".
Me: " Have a safe journey"
J is one of my closest buddy around, as far as i could think of, we have been friends ever since that Universitiy's day till today.
We play football together, graduated from the same university, i witnessed his wedding with Fion, he attended my housewarming, i also was there when he got cheated by a friend during his house renovation, he shared his joy when his first son, Jayden was born, and he knew both my ex and current girlfriends.
Together we have a close buddy before too, M, until he chose to further his career in PD. We hardly ever met since, (Should say ever since he started to see another girl). Well, i guess that is fate. Buddies come and go.
I remembered J told me something during one of those night chillin' out session. On the reason that he is quite "eager" to see me getting married. (At least i think so).
"Maybe you love your freedom like this, spending times with friends, chillin' out. But remember that She is the one you going to spend the rest of the lifetime together, not your buddy, not your friends. Take an example, if i am going to start my job elsewhere, thats it!"
"I never told someone before what should you do, but i think i need to tell you that this is your moment. How i wish when i am in my age, someone is telling me all this!"
And how true it was. After couple of weeks, he left to pursue his dream job somewhere else. Same like M. Away from KL, only get to go home once in a week, during weekends.
So, my friend, if you happen to read this, does that mean i need to get married already?
Me:"When coming back? Tonight?"
J: "Yaya"
Me: "Find a time to yumcha then"
J: "Ok. Leaving now".
Me: " Have a safe journey"
J is one of my closest buddy around, as far as i could think of, we have been friends ever since that Universitiy's day till today.
We play football together, graduated from the same university, i witnessed his wedding with Fion, he attended my housewarming, i also was there when he got cheated by a friend during his house renovation, he shared his joy when his first son, Jayden was born, and he knew both my ex and current girlfriends.
Together we have a close buddy before too, M, until he chose to further his career in PD. We hardly ever met since, (Should say ever since he started to see another girl). Well, i guess that is fate. Buddies come and go.
I remembered J told me something during one of those night chillin' out session. On the reason that he is quite "eager" to see me getting married. (At least i think so).
"Maybe you love your freedom like this, spending times with friends, chillin' out. But remember that She is the one you going to spend the rest of the lifetime together, not your buddy, not your friends. Take an example, if i am going to start my job elsewhere, thats it!"
"I never told someone before what should you do, but i think i need to tell you that this is your moment. How i wish when i am in my age, someone is telling me all this!"
And how true it was. After couple of weeks, he left to pursue his dream job somewhere else. Same like M. Away from KL, only get to go home once in a week, during weekends.
So, my friend, if you happen to read this, does that mean i need to get married already?
Monday, November 29, 2010
Stupid things
"I am gonna do it!"
How many times in your life ever you try to be daring, trying something which is totally new, without worrying about the consequences later on?
Or more precisely, just blind stupidity?
OMG, i can imagined my parents with their jaw dropping to the floor if i ever tell them this:
Me: Dad & Mum, i think i am going to do something which may looked stupid to you, but not to me...
I guess in the back of their mind could be "How many more stupid things out there can be more stupid than he is now?"
Well, some of my friends even tell me, please don't waste your time.
Sometimes i love negative feedbacks, it is because this is the only chance you got to prove to those people that world is full of miracle.
Sometimes stupid people can have their advantages. Take an example, a stupid guy would knock their head directly into a wall without thinking twice, not knowing that it is gonna hurt.
It ended up with a cracked head.
But lesson learnt?
You knew the pain, and you would wear a helmet next time if you gonna do it again.
Oh not again..confirm Monday blues...
How many times in your life ever you try to be daring, trying something which is totally new, without worrying about the consequences later on?
Or more precisely, just blind stupidity?
OMG, i can imagined my parents with their jaw dropping to the floor if i ever tell them this:
Me: Dad & Mum, i think i am going to do something which may looked stupid to you, but not to me...
I guess in the back of their mind could be "How many more stupid things out there can be more stupid than he is now?"
Well, some of my friends even tell me, please don't waste your time.
Sometimes i love negative feedbacks, it is because this is the only chance you got to prove to those people that world is full of miracle.
Sometimes stupid people can have their advantages. Take an example, a stupid guy would knock their head directly into a wall without thinking twice, not knowing that it is gonna hurt.
It ended up with a cracked head.
But lesson learnt?
You knew the pain, and you would wear a helmet next time if you gonna do it again.
Oh not again..confirm Monday blues...
Sunday, November 21, 2010
GOTCHA!
It has become a routine for me to listen to Hitz.fm GOTCHA! call every morning.
For me, Rudy n JJ is the top/best/invincible prankster of all time.
To be honest, somehow i used to do it long before i came to knew the existence of the GOTCHA! call.
However, nowadays i have to resort to pranking someone which i have lose contact like, 2-3 years maybe?
(As many of them did recognize my voice, yeah i know it sounds hot, don't worry about it).
One of the most hilarious prank-call i have ever made, which made all my friend rolling on the floor with tears flowing out from their face is the one i have made is around 2 years ago, to a friend who sell "besi buruk" and made a really good fortune out of it. Lets call him Mr. A
I was in Kota Kinabalu with my cousin and another friend waiting to drive back to my hometown. The problem is, this Mr. A is actually taking his own sweet time flirting with some shampoo girl in some cheap haircut studio.
So, we decided to make a call, through my handphone pretending to interested in making the deal with him.
Mr. A: Hello?
Me: Mr. A right? My name is Peter and i was told that you are in the "besi buruk" business right?
Mr. A: Ya, what can i help you?
Me: I have got a few copper here and few aluminiums there wanted to be traded off. But i would like to know your pricing first.
Mr. A: Oh, copper is at this price...aluminium is that price..(Continue bla bla and bla...) depending on the quality...(ongoing for two minutes at least)
Me:Another one, there is this old kancil wanted to be scrapped off too. You accepted too?
Mr. A: Ya, why not?
Me: But the thing is this kancil is still new, so i guess you can come up with a pretty good price for me then.
Mr. A:if it is brand new, why want to scrapped it?
Me: I like ar..
Mr. A: Okok...(Started to lose his cool)
Me: How about an airplane wreckage?
Mr. A: What??
Me: You heard me. Airplane wreckage.
Mr. A: .........................
Me:I even have 1 whole lorry of coca cola can. You accept that too?
Mr. A: (Finally Lose his cool) Say what you want to do, don't try to bullshit around here!!
Me: Oh ya one more thing. I need another price.
Mr. A: Whats that??
Me: The shampoo girl pretty or not?
Mr. A: *&*^^*^(*()&*^%^
Me: Hi friend, i am back from KL.
So, i have a hell lot of abuse on my way home....you can imagine that.
For me, Rudy n JJ is the top/best/invincible prankster of all time.
To be honest, somehow i used to do it long before i came to knew the existence of the GOTCHA! call.
However, nowadays i have to resort to pranking someone which i have lose contact like, 2-3 years maybe?
(As many of them did recognize my voice, yeah i know it sounds hot, don't worry about it).
One of the most hilarious prank-call i have ever made, which made all my friend rolling on the floor with tears flowing out from their face is the one i have made is around 2 years ago, to a friend who sell "besi buruk" and made a really good fortune out of it. Lets call him Mr. A
I was in Kota Kinabalu with my cousin and another friend waiting to drive back to my hometown. The problem is, this Mr. A is actually taking his own sweet time flirting with some shampoo girl in some cheap haircut studio.
So, we decided to make a call, through my handphone pretending to interested in making the deal with him.
Mr. A: Hello?
Me: Mr. A right? My name is Peter and i was told that you are in the "besi buruk" business right?
Mr. A: Ya, what can i help you?
Me: I have got a few copper here and few aluminiums there wanted to be traded off. But i would like to know your pricing first.
Mr. A: Oh, copper is at this price...aluminium is that price..(Continue bla bla and bla...) depending on the quality...(ongoing for two minutes at least)
Me:Another one, there is this old kancil wanted to be scrapped off too. You accepted too?
Mr. A: Ya, why not?
Me: But the thing is this kancil is still new, so i guess you can come up with a pretty good price for me then.
Mr. A:if it is brand new, why want to scrapped it?
Me: I like ar..
Mr. A: Okok...(Started to lose his cool)
Me: How about an airplane wreckage?
Mr. A: What??
Me: You heard me. Airplane wreckage.
Mr. A: .........................
Me:I even have 1 whole lorry of coca cola can. You accept that too?
Mr. A: (Finally Lose his cool) Say what you want to do, don't try to bullshit around here!!
Me: Oh ya one more thing. I need another price.
Mr. A: Whats that??
Me: The shampoo girl pretty or not?
Mr. A: *&*^^*^(*()&*^%^
Me: Hi friend, i am back from KL.
So, i have a hell lot of abuse on my way home....you can imagine that.
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
I will be back..
Maxis broadband is slow nowadays, thats why my blog is not updated.
Too much work to do,thats why my blog is not updated.
Being flying here and there, thats why my blog is not updated.
Ya, lots of excuses.
Bear with me, i will be back. Soon.
Too much work to do,thats why my blog is not updated.
Being flying here and there, thats why my blog is not updated.
Ya, lots of excuses.
Bear with me, i will be back. Soon.
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
360
You see, i love to blog about hotels i stayed during my travel.
I landed in Kuching barely 12 hours after i am back from Singapore to KL. It was a real tiring trip, imagine that my will is asking me to get another different flight out to Kuching, a later flight.
But since my wallet is not as thick as the french toast in KimGary, so i decided not to be stupid.
This is a hotel called 360, introduced by a Kuching friend of mine.
The first thing that cross my mind: "Does the hotel actually rotates?"
Here are some snapshot of the room.
This is a quite brand new hotel located in Jalan Datuk Abang Abdul Rahim, in the city center of Kuching.
Considering it is only walking distance to a large shoppin mall, i think this is a bargain.
For just RM 155 nett per night.
I landed in Kuching barely 12 hours after i am back from Singapore to KL. It was a real tiring trip, imagine that my will is asking me to get another different flight out to Kuching, a later flight.
But since my wallet is not as thick as the french toast in KimGary, so i decided not to be stupid.
This is a hotel called 360, introduced by a Kuching friend of mine.
The first thing that cross my mind: "Does the hotel actually rotates?"
Here are some snapshot of the room.
This is a quite brand new hotel located in Jalan Datuk Abang Abdul Rahim, in the city center of Kuching.Considering it is only walking distance to a large shoppin mall, i think this is a bargain.
For just RM 155 nett per night.So, next thing, where to lepak tonight?
Hi Everyone..
Sorry i know it has been quite sometimes i did not post anything here, was starting my crazy flying schedule this week.
KL-Singapore-KL-Kuching-Miri-Limbang, all in less than a week.
My friend told me that day: "Kenny Sia did that also what??"
WTF???
KL-Singapore-KL-Kuching-Miri-Limbang, all in less than a week.
My friend told me that day: "Kenny Sia did that also what??"
WTF???
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Time to call it a day...
"It is time to move on, anyway" i mumbled to myself while signing off the resignation letter. After two years, i have decided to call it a day.
I guess i have made the right decision, without any influence by stress, people, works or for whatever reason.
I am 28 this year, and i think a career change might not be a bad thing after all. I have lots of memories in here, be it good or bad, it has definitely help in nurturing me to be a better person.
It is not a bad place to work though. Great bunch of colleagues, nice environment, superb benefits, not to mentioned you have some tea ladies who would serve you without fail every single day. You want coffee, they bring coffee, you wan coke, they will bring you coke. You want liquor, they bring a broomstick and shove it up your ar**.
So, i can't say the company is treating us badly right?
Some people told me, when you die, each and every moment of your life will whizzed by one by one infront of your eyes the second before you have your last breath.
In my case, when i sign off the letter, those moments like the 1st day i got interviewed, got appointed, delivered my first project, getting a congratulatory pat on my back, a blunder made, getting scrw*d, happy and moody customer, Indian and non-indian clientele, slamming a door against a colleague, living on a ship, walking till wee hours in the morning in the office is all coming back to me now.
It is the kind of experience that i would cherished forever i guess.
And it has definitely has helped me grow up as a person.
Good bye to my colleagues, and see you guys around.
I wish you guys nothing but only the best in your future.
Ci vediamo,
This will remained as memories in another 3 months time...
SIME DARBY INDUSTRIAL SDN. BHD.
WONG HUNG YEW
SENIOR ENGINEER - PROJECTS
POWER SYSTEMS DIVISION
My signature.
I guess i have made the right decision, without any influence by stress, people, works or for whatever reason.
I am 28 this year, and i think a career change might not be a bad thing after all. I have lots of memories in here, be it good or bad, it has definitely help in nurturing me to be a better person.
It is not a bad place to work though. Great bunch of colleagues, nice environment, superb benefits, not to mentioned you have some tea ladies who would serve you without fail every single day. You want coffee, they bring coffee, you wan coke, they will bring you coke. You want liquor, they bring a broomstick and shove it up your ar**.
So, i can't say the company is treating us badly right?
Some people told me, when you die, each and every moment of your life will whizzed by one by one infront of your eyes the second before you have your last breath.
In my case, when i sign off the letter, those moments like the 1st day i got interviewed, got appointed, delivered my first project, getting a congratulatory pat on my back, a blunder made, getting scrw*d, happy and moody customer, Indian and non-indian clientele, slamming a door against a colleague, living on a ship, walking till wee hours in the morning in the office is all coming back to me now.
It is the kind of experience that i would cherished forever i guess.
And it has definitely has helped me grow up as a person.
Good bye to my colleagues, and see you guys around.
I wish you guys nothing but only the best in your future.
Ci vediamo,
This will remained as memories in another 3 months time...
SIME DARBY INDUSTRIAL SDN. BHD.
WONG HUNG YEW
SENIOR ENGINEER - PROJECTS
POWER SYSTEMS DIVISION
My signature.
A "She"..
Do you still remember the feeling knowing that someone is actually admiring you from a distance?
Couple of years ago, a girl wrote a post sounded like this:
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"It was always about 6pm, when he will walked pass.
我会看着他的背影, 轻轻的哼唱这首歌.....
再见吧 我的王子守护爱情 的样子让回忆纪念
最初感动的真实满口永远的孩子
慢慢懂事用眼泪灌溉
会幸福的种子..."
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Well, i think i would not want to go into details of why things didn't work out at that time.
Or try to make it simpler. I was still young and naive at that time.
She is very sweet, and very daring person too. With her size, you would never has guess some of the crazy things she did in her past.
And she has this capability of making it as the first Malaysian woman to be a rally driver. Judging from the way she drove with a passenger on board.
Well, we are still friends now. For some reason, we would cross our path in the same month in every year, with no planning in advanced.
And next year? Well, lets see. For some reason also, i think may be not.
Couple of years ago, a girl wrote a post sounded like this:
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"It was always about 6pm, when he will walked pass.
我会看着他的背影, 轻轻的哼唱这首歌.....
再见吧 我的王子守护爱情 的样子让回忆纪念
最初感动的真实满口永远的孩子
慢慢懂事用眼泪灌溉
会幸福的种子..."
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Well, i think i would not want to go into details of why things didn't work out at that time.
Or try to make it simpler. I was still young and naive at that time.
She is very sweet, and very daring person too. With her size, you would never has guess some of the crazy things she did in her past.
And she has this capability of making it as the first Malaysian woman to be a rally driver. Judging from the way she drove with a passenger on board.
Well, we are still friends now. For some reason, we would cross our path in the same month in every year, with no planning in advanced.
And next year? Well, lets see. For some reason also, i think may be not.
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Just....Nonsense
To date, i don't really 'label' myself as a blogger just yet. I am just a simple guy who love writing nonsense during his free time. And I love nonsense.
My english is broken, my photoshop sucks (or so the reader says), posses a really dry sense of humour, and did not posses a pair of ball as big enough as Raja Petra to scr*w the government from his blog.
I guess, the idea of being jailed over one stupid article about the government can be summarized in one word--- "plain stupidity."
I used to read some of the celebrity bloggers's blogs during my free time too.
Xiaxue...
whose pinky & colourful theme blog has always causing migrain to myself.
who, i would say, once a really excellent blogger until when he got so busy with his fitness center and does not really have the time to spare anymore for his blog.
and of course, Dawn Yang...
the hottie from Singaporean, where i guess most of the male readers would prefer to see her "much revealing" party photos which "influence" their male-hormone and testicl*s rather than her articles.
(Argument: Pictures paint more than a thousand words anyway.)
So, in order to get famous/successful, only 2 things applied.
Either you are a very smart guy, or bet you a*** of that you are as hot as Dawn Yang.
If you have none of the above, try go ahead and screw the government.
Time for dinner, have to pack my things. Ya, i know, this article mean nothing.
Eh, did i mention that i am just a simple guy who love writing nonsense?
My english is broken, my photoshop sucks (or so the reader says), posses a really dry sense of humour, and did not posses a pair of ball as big enough as Raja Petra to scr*w the government from his blog.
I guess, the idea of being jailed over one stupid article about the government can be summarized in one word--- "plain stupidity."
I used to read some of the celebrity bloggers's blogs during my free time too.
Xiaxue...
whose pinky & colourful theme blog has always causing migrain to myself.
Kenny Sia...
who, i would say, once a really excellent blogger until when he got so busy with his fitness center and does not really have the time to spare anymore for his blog.and of course, Dawn Yang...
the hottie from Singaporean, where i guess most of the male readers would prefer to see her "much revealing" party photos which "influence" their male-hormone and testicl*s rather than her articles.
(Argument: Pictures paint more than a thousand words anyway.)
So, in order to get famous/successful, only 2 things applied.
Either you are a very smart guy, or bet you a*** of that you are as hot as Dawn Yang.
If you have none of the above, try go ahead and screw the government.
Time for dinner, have to pack my things. Ya, i know, this article mean nothing.
Eh, did i mention that i am just a simple guy who love writing nonsense?
Monday, October 11, 2010
Good Job Opportunity - Doing something what you love...
Imagine this scenario:
You are in the office updating the facebook status/account and replying/liking some of the postings others. All of a sudden, your big boss came to your desk, looking into your computer screen and says: "Good job, keep it up. Remember to log out when you are done."
Now, in your mind you may ask "where on earth you can get this kind of good boss one??"
This is happening. CIMB is finding someone to maintain their facebook page!
I almost choked on my morning "wan tan mee" reading that on "The Sun" this morning.
Check it out at www.facebook.com/cimb for more details.
Excellent job opportunity. Doing something what you love and earn money at the same time.
But i guess the down point is you can't flirt with other chicks through CIMB facebook isn't it?
You are in the office updating the facebook status/account and replying/liking some of the postings others. All of a sudden, your big boss came to your desk, looking into your computer screen and says: "Good job, keep it up. Remember to log out when you are done."
Now, in your mind you may ask "where on earth you can get this kind of good boss one??"
This is happening. CIMB is finding someone to maintain their facebook page!
I almost choked on my morning "wan tan mee" reading that on "The Sun" this morning.
Check it out at www.facebook.com/cimb for more details.
Excellent job opportunity. Doing something what you love and earn money at the same time.
But i guess the down point is you can't flirt with other chicks through CIMB facebook isn't it?
Thursday, October 7, 2010
From Duck King with love
Yesterday, right after work, me and my close buddy, Jo decided to meet up for a quick dinner before going home.
We decided to try out this "Duck King" restaurant in Bandar Puteri Puchong, which, apparently does not sell duck meat. (Out of stock).
The food was ok, and we have a quiet conversation for a while and suddenly i have this urge of pee-ing.
The next thing i knew, i was taking this photo using my phone while happily pee-ing away.
I supposed this is one of the "unique" way to teach others how to "appreciate" or "love" the toilet bowl.
Treat it with "tenderness" and "love".
Did i treat it with love and tenderness? Yes, i supposed. I did not break/stuff it anyway.
Did i kiss and hug the toilet bowl before i go?
Hell No.
But for all i know, as ridiculous as it can be, it is the duck king toilet bowl that has made up my day!
We decided to try out this "Duck King" restaurant in Bandar Puteri Puchong, which, apparently does not sell duck meat. (Out of stock).
The food was ok, and we have a quiet conversation for a while and suddenly i have this urge of pee-ing.
The next thing i knew, i was taking this photo using my phone while happily pee-ing away.
I supposed this is one of the "unique" way to teach others how to "appreciate" or "love" the toilet bowl.
Treat it with "tenderness" and "love".
Did i treat it with love and tenderness? Yes, i supposed. I did not break/stuff it anyway.
Did i kiss and hug the toilet bowl before i go?
Hell No.
But for all i know, as ridiculous as it can be, it is the duck king toilet bowl that has made up my day!
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
The "pressurized" Me
For the past 2 weeks, i have this feeling as if something has been missing from my life.
"Hey, why do you look so grumpy recently? Any problem?" a colleague asked.
"Can see that you are not as cheerful as you used to be, bro. Do take care." came another one.
Ya, that is exactly what is missing currently - The smile from my face.
I have tried to content it within myself as i don't really like people reminding me of how unhappy i was.
Deep inside i have come to realize that, i have set a benchmark too high for myself especially in term of work, life, and etc.
Some says: "You succeed not because you set a lower target and achieve them. You failed because you set a target too high, and subsequently miss out on it"
True.
But somehow, i think i am willing to accept the new challenges lying ahead. As those people who i have always looked up to, advised me this is the chance for your to grow up. Climb a step higher. And you can't always be around in your own comfort zone.
Damn bloody right.
I think i need alcohol after this coming Friday meeting.
Cheers
"Hey, why do you look so grumpy recently? Any problem?" a colleague asked.
"Can see that you are not as cheerful as you used to be, bro. Do take care." came another one.
Ya, that is exactly what is missing currently - The smile from my face.
I have tried to content it within myself as i don't really like people reminding me of how unhappy i was.
Deep inside i have come to realize that, i have set a benchmark too high for myself especially in term of work, life, and etc.
Some says: "You succeed not because you set a lower target and achieve them. You failed because you set a target too high, and subsequently miss out on it"
True.
But somehow, i think i am willing to accept the new challenges lying ahead. As those people who i have always looked up to, advised me this is the chance for your to grow up. Climb a step higher. And you can't always be around in your own comfort zone.
Damn bloody right.
I think i need alcohol after this coming Friday meeting.
Cheers
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
The problem with Astro...
After i am done with my renovation works on my new home, i came to realize that i have left out one thing.
In mandarin, they called it as 犯贱.
The Astro.
Despite their ability of "missing in action" during rainy days, they are so far the only player that provide better coverage compared to RTM.
I did not go for the full packagae as i do not think i would utilize it to the fullest. So, i have chosen a package which includes football broadcast and also...
National Geographic channel.
Nowadays, one of my favourite show on this channel would be "seconds from disaster" and "air crash investigation".
In this show, they showed how a plane fallen out from sky, or hit a building, and how a pilot's simple mistake could led to such a tragedy.
Which obviosuly does not suit me well enough as when come to flying, i will be praying my ars* off throughout the journey.
In mandarin, they called it as 犯贱.
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Get well soon, my friend
"He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do
Drew walks by me, can he tell that I can't breathe?
And there he goes, so perfectly,The kind of flawless I wish I could be
She'd better hold him tight, give him all her love
Look in those beautiful eyes and know she's lucky cause..."
- Taylor Swift's Teardrops on my guitar
One question that cross my mind whenever i have the chance to visit a theme park, is how does this people making money out of something which scares people, and make them piss in the pants. Like "free fall" and roller coaster. To be honest, i will never spend that kind of money and you don't have to figure why.
Same goes to relationship. Even if it is scary and so unpredicatable, people still want to be part of the ride.
I have a close friend recently, who has another heartbreaking moment with her other half.
Again.
Her story, given a chance to be nominated in the Cannes film festival, i am going to bet to my very last piece of underwear i had for her to win the "Most twisted and turned" category, which is normally conquered by an Hindi movie.
As far as i would not understand the storyline of "The Matrix", this is totally at a much higher level. But her story taught me something which i would have already known for ages.
Every now and then, people come and ask me, "do you know what love means?"
Well, make no mistake, I am not a so called "Doctor Love". I don't really have a clue of what love really means. But i can tell you how it is like.
If you disagree with me is ok. People entitled to their own opinion anyway.
When you are in love with someone;
1. Even if you are doing your "business" in the toilet, you will think about him. (Admit it you do).
2. Waiting in line for McDonalds drives you nuts. But you will never have enough waiting for his sms. (Although there're always a time frame)
3. You tend to ask yourself, can we stay like this forever?
But bear in mind, not every love story ended with this.
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do
Drew walks by me, can he tell that I can't breathe?
And there he goes, so perfectly,The kind of flawless I wish I could be
She'd better hold him tight, give him all her love
Look in those beautiful eyes and know she's lucky cause..."
- Taylor Swift's Teardrops on my guitar
One question that cross my mind whenever i have the chance to visit a theme park, is how does this people making money out of something which scares people, and make them piss in the pants. Like "free fall" and roller coaster. To be honest, i will never spend that kind of money and you don't have to figure why.
Same goes to relationship. Even if it is scary and so unpredicatable, people still want to be part of the ride.
I have a close friend recently, who has another heartbreaking moment with her other half.
Again.
Her story, given a chance to be nominated in the Cannes film festival, i am going to bet to my very last piece of underwear i had for her to win the "Most twisted and turned" category, which is normally conquered by an Hindi movie.
As far as i would not understand the storyline of "The Matrix", this is totally at a much higher level. But her story taught me something which i would have already known for ages.
Every now and then, people come and ask me, "do you know what love means?"
Well, make no mistake, I am not a so called "Doctor Love". I don't really have a clue of what love really means. But i can tell you how it is like.
If you disagree with me is ok. People entitled to their own opinion anyway.
When you are in love with someone;
1. Even if you are doing your "business" in the toilet, you will think about him. (Admit it you do).
2. Waiting in line for McDonalds drives you nuts. But you will never have enough waiting for his sms. (Although there're always a time frame)
3. You tend to ask yourself, can we stay like this forever?
But bear in mind, not every love story ended with this.
It can be this...
Can be this...
or maybe even this...
The thing is, when times flies, the feeling fades away, arguments arises, you felt the other way around. You lose sleep, you lose appetite, you tend to hide away from people with only one hope:
It can cure your broken heart.
This is the part where you will find yourself asking the "If" and "why" question. But ironically, you can score an A+ in your Calculus exam, but not having a clue on a simple question as above.
To me, one thing is for sure. As soon as the love can come, it will leave as soon also.
Same goes to heartbreak. I always tell the very same thing. "Time will heal".
Lets not forget this:
"The pair of hands that wave goodbye to each other now, is exactly the very same pair hand that held you guys together once upon a time".
Pathetic eh?
To my friend, hope you will recover soon. We will always be there for you. Don't be afraid, because you'll never walk alone.
2
This song bring so much memories back into my mind during my stay at one of the boarding school.
The fact is, we have so made so many friends from different culture background, including the malays.
Ironically, i started to listen to their songs, one of my favourites is the band called KRU.
There were arguably one of the best band around in Malaysia.
Enjoy the song. "2", by KRU.
The fact is, we have so made so many friends from different culture background, including the malays.
Ironically, i started to listen to their songs, one of my favourites is the band called KRU.
There were arguably one of the best band around in Malaysia.
Enjoy the song. "2", by KRU.
Simply a bad luck...
Taking a glance at my workstation, it looks as if it was hit and overrun by a bullet train.
Drawings and papers ranging from A4 to A1 size is everywhere, and yet here i am, wondering when and what is my intention of leaving it there.
Old people tend to believe in "feng shui", a traditional belief in chinese community that something like turning your toilet bowl upside down or putting a colourful flowers in certain corner of your house can bring you luck and prosperity, and even can led you to a charming ladies in fact.
I guess it is because of the severity of "damage" and "mess" of my workplace is leading me to a curse to me in my career - Indian client, from India to be specific.
It is not that i am racist. (Honest). But some of them are really a pain in the ar*e if you happened to deal with them.
I can't even lead a proper life ever since i started to deal with most of them. Make no mistake, some of them are real great persons. But the rest, this can happened to you if you try to outsmart (or more specific: Outalking) them during discussions.
Even my colleague has gave me a new nickname = The Indian Killer.
And i guess, after 2 long years, i still failed to live up to the expectation as i can't shake my head like them yet.
Back to the topic again.
Eh where am i already? Oh ya, my messy workplace that brings me bad luck.
Maybe i should consider or think of a way to "cure" my bad luck.
By marrying Indian woman.
From India.
Btw, this is not a racist post. Just a general review and appreciation of the impact of the Indian culture towards a chinese engineer.
Russel Peter (Comedian) once said, "chinese and indian cannnot do business together. Because Indian will try to get every penny out of you, and the chinese will try to keep each and every penny to their ownself".
We are all cheap.
Drawings and papers ranging from A4 to A1 size is everywhere, and yet here i am, wondering when and what is my intention of leaving it there.
Old people tend to believe in "feng shui", a traditional belief in chinese community that something like turning your toilet bowl upside down or putting a colourful flowers in certain corner of your house can bring you luck and prosperity, and even can led you to a charming ladies in fact.
I guess it is because of the severity of "damage" and "mess" of my workplace is leading me to a curse to me in my career - Indian client, from India to be specific.
It is not that i am racist. (Honest). But some of them are really a pain in the ar*e if you happened to deal with them.
I can't even lead a proper life ever since i started to deal with most of them. Make no mistake, some of them are real great persons. But the rest, this can happened to you if you try to outsmart (or more specific: Outalking) them during discussions.
Even my colleague has gave me a new nickname = The Indian Killer.
And i guess, after 2 long years, i still failed to live up to the expectation as i can't shake my head like them yet.
Back to the topic again.
Eh where am i already? Oh ya, my messy workplace that brings me bad luck.
Maybe i should consider or think of a way to "cure" my bad luck.
By marrying Indian woman.
From India.
Btw, this is not a racist post. Just a general review and appreciation of the impact of the Indian culture towards a chinese engineer.
Russel Peter (Comedian) once said, "chinese and indian cannnot do business together. Because Indian will try to get every penny out of you, and the chinese will try to keep each and every penny to their ownself".
We are all cheap.
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Not a kid, not yet an adult..
"Remember to call grandpa when you have time, and let us know when you are free to come home for holiday."
"Ok, i will". Beep. The tone marks an end of the conversation between a son & his father, separated thousands of miles away.
It has been a while to be away from home.
Well, i have been pretty much a KL-boy now.
After 10 long years residing in this city, i have turn from a carefree student who terrorized the lecturers with my"self-create-formula-of-problem-solving",to a white blue collar who terrorized the boss with your "Moderately-high-entertainment-claims-and-expenses" .
I guess it is a norm in life. Almost each and everyone of us when we are still a student, we dreamed of employment by a big company earning big bucks.
"Ok, i will". Beep. The tone marks an end of the conversation between a son & his father, separated thousands of miles away.
It has been a while to be away from home.
Well, i have been pretty much a KL-boy now.
After 10 long years residing in this city, i have turn from a carefree student who terrorized the lecturers with my"self-create-formula-of-problem-solving",to a white blue collar who terrorized the boss with your "Moderately-high-entertainment-claims-and-expenses" .
I guess it is a norm in life. Almost each and everyone of us when we are still a student, we dreamed of employment by a big company earning big bucks.
But as soon as we started working, we tend to missed those time in colleges and universities.
The late night "yam-cha" session, skipping the lectures, flirting with those cutie-pies from your lecture class, and occasionally, moments of upmost stupidity of all times.
Fast forward to today, i was so busy attending my work schedule to a point where i almost come to forget about one thing - My life & my family.
My grandpa has suffered from cancer recently. It has been quite awhile since i last met the old man. I still remembered when the very last time he saw me he asked "Do you realize how long i did not get to see you, my grandson?". I tried to recall but found no answers. Then he reminded me. "Two years, two long years". Could it be that long? Maybe, yes.
I still remember the joyful smile on his and grandma's face when i handed them some pocket money before i left.
I know it is not about the money. It is the thought that matters. I knew they felt touched seeing their grandson has grown up finally as an adult. I guess that is the one and only dream that matters to them. Although secretly, i knew there is another one, which is seeing myself getting married to a woman i loved and start my own family.
Same goes to my parents. They have got used to the life without the eldest son by their side since i was 12 years old. Luckily enough, i still have a sister and two younger brother who stayed with them back at home. I can't imagine to leave them behind to their own loneliness.
To all of you, when is the last time you have sit down and have a nice chat with your family?
I guess, it is time to fly home again, and enjoy mummy's home cooked soup, and daddy's home made crabs again.
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
My future became a debate?
Unpack my bags, showered, changed, sit down, turn on the tv, another day has gone.
It has become a routine almost everyday.
Being an unmarried man, i have pretty much a lot of times and spaces for myself. But when i am home and staring at all those walls around me, loneliness will try to creep its way into me.
I am very much a homely person, even more so after i have move into my new home, my own comfy zone. No crying babies to attend to, no diapers awaiting for me to change, no home cooking stuff to be worried of.
Looking at one of my friend's wedding card and photos, i realized that among my close buddy, only me and another one left unmarried to date. Marital status: Single.
The other day when i was having lunch with a buddy of mine, it seems like every friends who attended Tony's wedding is debating on whether me or the other guy would get married first.
Suddenly it became more of an issue to be debate on. If you ask them about the dividing opinion on American troop's presence in Agfanistan land, i bet it would fall on deaf ears.
My future seems like more interesting for this bunch of guys.
Well, interesting. Lets see how it goes.
It has become a routine almost everyday.
Being an unmarried man, i have pretty much a lot of times and spaces for myself. But when i am home and staring at all those walls around me, loneliness will try to creep its way into me.
I am very much a homely person, even more so after i have move into my new home, my own comfy zone. No crying babies to attend to, no diapers awaiting for me to change, no home cooking stuff to be worried of.
Looking at one of my friend's wedding card and photos, i realized that among my close buddy, only me and another one left unmarried to date. Marital status: Single.
The other day when i was having lunch with a buddy of mine, it seems like every friends who attended Tony's wedding is debating on whether me or the other guy would get married first.
Suddenly it became more of an issue to be debate on. If you ask them about the dividing opinion on American troop's presence in Agfanistan land, i bet it would fall on deaf ears.
My future seems like more interesting for this bunch of guys.
Well, interesting. Lets see how it goes.
El.Nino My Story
This guys is my idol.
Recently managed to get it at a very reasonable price, as it was released long ago. The price drop and i immediately grab it from Popular's store bookshelf in Sunway Pyramid.
When i play, i try to intimidate him.
Both of us have the same attribute, we played in the same positions. we have got pace, we are fast and we love to get behind the defenders.
And we love the feeling of adrenaline rush by scoring goals.
But of course, i am not as good as him. But i did model my style towards him.
But having a role model and learn from them can only make you improve.
Ok, i am gonna read this before i sleep.
Night.
Recently managed to get it at a very reasonable price, as it was released long ago. The price drop and i immediately grab it from Popular's store bookshelf in Sunway Pyramid.When i play, i try to intimidate him.
Both of us have the same attribute, we played in the same positions. we have got pace, we are fast and we love to get behind the defenders.
And we love the feeling of adrenaline rush by scoring goals.
But of course, i am not as good as him. But i did model my style towards him.
But having a role model and learn from them can only make you improve.
Ok, i am gonna read this before i sleep.
Night.
MCFA Tournament 2010
Football is my obsession. It is my religion.
I am not talented enough to become one of those millionaires earning living out of it. But i can be proud enough to say at least i managed to got into the state chinese team.
It is not a big deal anyway. But somehow, whenever i pull on the shirt there will always be a feeling of pride in it.
This year, with Selangor Chinese team, we have arguably the best team of all time who has been playing with each other for quite sometimes.
Although this year we again failed to qualify for semifinals, but deep inside we all knew we have tried our best.
The team photos:
The coach and the team before the match:
and arguably the best snapshot of alltime. (Extracted from The Star dated 14th Sept 2010)
Try again next year. Hopefully it will turn out a good one.
I am not talented enough to become one of those millionaires earning living out of it. But i can be proud enough to say at least i managed to got into the state chinese team.
It is not a big deal anyway. But somehow, whenever i pull on the shirt there will always be a feeling of pride in it.
This year, with Selangor Chinese team, we have arguably the best team of all time who has been playing with each other for quite sometimes.
Although this year we again failed to qualify for semifinals, but deep inside we all knew we have tried our best.
The team photos:
The coach and the team before the match:
and arguably the best snapshot of alltime. (Extracted from The Star dated 14th Sept 2010)
Try again next year. Hopefully it will turn out a good one.
Saturday, September 18, 2010
End of the journey
I am lucky enough this time to get a helicopter waiting for my departure.
So lucky that I am the only one passenger leaving on this chopper.
Definitely felt like a VIP.
This is the first time in my life riding a chopper. Life Jacket have to be wear before hand, safety briefing have to be carried out, a headphone is a must and stuff like that.
As posted before, knowing the fact that I have undergone the helicopter crash survival training couple of months ok, I think I should be ok. One part of me feel excited, another part of me keep on flipping through the safety manual and instruction again and again.
Not forgetting reading the instruction on how to open up the emergency exit (yes, it is different from airplane) if something unlikely happened.
Looking down from the window, as the chopper was rising from the helipad, I knew this time I am really coming home. I already planned to shop at the Ben Than Market in ho Chi Minh (Night market), and even listed down the numbers of souvenirs to be brought home.
Upon reaching Vung tau, since the next boat going to Ho Chi Minh will only be on the next day, I decided to stay a night first in Vung Tau.
What a good decision it was. While I have more time to google for the best deals and locations for hotels in Ho Chi Minh city, I also have times to visit the “Vitamin C” Bars and Restaurant.
Stop asking me how much it cost to “get to know them”, I really don’t know. :P
I will be home soon.:)
So lucky that I am the only one passenger leaving on this chopper.
Definitely felt like a VIP.
This is the first time in my life riding a chopper. Life Jacket have to be wear before hand, safety briefing have to be carried out, a headphone is a must and stuff like that.
As posted before, knowing the fact that I have undergone the helicopter crash survival training couple of months ok, I think I should be ok. One part of me feel excited, another part of me keep on flipping through the safety manual and instruction again and again.
Not forgetting reading the instruction on how to open up the emergency exit (yes, it is different from airplane) if something unlikely happened.
Looking down from the window, as the chopper was rising from the helipad, I knew this time I am really coming home. I already planned to shop at the Ben Than Market in ho Chi Minh (Night market), and even listed down the numbers of souvenirs to be brought home.
Upon reaching Vung tau, since the next boat going to Ho Chi Minh will only be on the next day, I decided to stay a night first in Vung Tau.
What a good decision it was. While I have more time to google for the best deals and locations for hotels in Ho Chi Minh city, I also have times to visit the “Vitamin C” Bars and Restaurant.
Definitely one of the healthiest bar in town.
I swear to god, this is the place if you want to check out super hot + cute + sexy chick, the type of Vietnamese girl who either looked as if they are all come with mix-parentage.
Some looked like Korean, some looked like Japanese.
Stop asking me how much it cost to “get to know them”, I really don’t know. :P
I will be home soon.:)
Friends @ Sea
“Friends are not the one who stay with you forever. They left a footprint in your heart when they leave”.
For the whole 9 days in the middle of the ocean, i managed to cure my boredom and homesickness by having new friends on board. During off-time, we teased each other when someone have to extend their stay on board.
We shared the same room together, eat together, watch movies together and having endless banters with each other.
You get to listened to all kind of stories from these guys.
How a guy has his newly changed engine Honda Accord crashed by his sister, who apparently could not control the amount of horsepower generated by the new engine during Hari Raya.
A guy who get to know his fiancée cheated on him only after he proposed marriage to her.
Another guy who has this favourite collection of 300++ football club jerseys (To date) from all over the world and his target is 1000 jerseys! And it is all originals!
A guy who love to charm all the Malaysian Air Stewardess to bed from different airlines just by a simple line. “Can I have a bottle of mineral water please?”
(I don’t know how true it was, but I think “hey girl, I have lost my number. Can I have yours?” will be more effective)
At the end of the day, when I was about to leave, some of them just keep on telling me.
“Hey, balik sekali la dengan kitaorang. Tak syok la macam nie, you dah takde..”
Hey. It was touching.
But anyway guy, by any means, thank you for your guys hospitality when I am on board. I appreciate it really. Whether we will meet again anytime soon, I wish you guys only all the best in your life.
I have got to go. See you when I see you again!
For the whole 9 days in the middle of the ocean, i managed to cure my boredom and homesickness by having new friends on board. During off-time, we teased each other when someone have to extend their stay on board.
We shared the same room together, eat together, watch movies together and having endless banters with each other.
You get to listened to all kind of stories from these guys.
How a guy has his newly changed engine Honda Accord crashed by his sister, who apparently could not control the amount of horsepower generated by the new engine during Hari Raya.
A guy who get to know his fiancée cheated on him only after he proposed marriage to her.
Another guy who has this favourite collection of 300++ football club jerseys (To date) from all over the world and his target is 1000 jerseys! And it is all originals!
A guy who love to charm all the Malaysian Air Stewardess to bed from different airlines just by a simple line. “Can I have a bottle of mineral water please?”
(I don’t know how true it was, but I think “hey girl, I have lost my number. Can I have yours?” will be more effective)
At the end of the day, when I was about to leave, some of them just keep on telling me.
“Hey, balik sekali la dengan kitaorang. Tak syok la macam nie, you dah takde..”
Hey. It was touching.
But anyway guy, by any means, thank you for your guys hospitality when I am on board. I appreciate it really. Whether we will meet again anytime soon, I wish you guys only all the best in your life.
I have got to go. See you when I see you again!
Friday, September 17, 2010
Life @ Sea
Life offshore is so different compared to when I am on land. With no internet facilities, we have only one free public phone line for us to call our families. Which, as you would have imagined, you have to wait for your turn. Laundry and foods is available, unlimited, and FOC.
And I can tell you, the food is really good. Nicer than I would have thought.
Anyway, before I left office, I have set my office mail in “away mode”. Away on the 3rd September 2010, back on- unknown. And a “Thank you for your email. I will reply when I have access to internetworking”. And “ Please cc your email to my hotmail address”. (Yeah right, as if I would read it) .
Looking at the sea in the middle of the night with a cup of coffee of tea in my hand has became a routine for me basically. Or sometimes when a nice movie was on the theater, I would watch it. But 40% of the time, it is pornographic films.
But only now I know, Stephen Chow movies is their favourite of all time.
Time to sleep.
Goodnight.
And I can tell you, the food is really good. Nicer than I would have thought.
Anyway, before I left office, I have set my office mail in “away mode”. Away on the 3rd September 2010, back on- unknown. And a “Thank you for your email. I will reply when I have access to internetworking”. And “ Please cc your email to my hotmail address”. (Yeah right, as if I would read it) .
This is the typical type of most-eligible independent guy you would never imagine that would cried under this circumstances. I don’t want to hide, but yes, I do feel like crying when the lights goes off at night. (I am only a first-timer)
Looking at the sea in the middle of the night with a cup of coffee of tea in my hand has became a routine for me basically. Or sometimes when a nice movie was on the theater, I would watch it. But 40% of the time, it is pornographic films.
Some stupid x-rated movie, where you would see one guy and one girl walking on the streets hand in hand, then swoosh…suddenly they are making out on the bed.
The problem is, they never turn down the volume in the theater anyway. Anyway, my teacher used to tell me “If you can’t beat the best, join them and be one of them”. So I would just join in. :P
Hindi movie was not bad either. I enjoy to laugh at their accent. Vietnamese movie, I don’t understand, and I would say, no matter how I hate Malaysian movie, now I started to hate Vietnamese movie.
If only I could be acting in one of those movies, I would be a movie star in Vietnam.
But only now I know, Stephen Chow movies is their favourite of all time.
Time to sleep.
Goodnight.
Journey to the center of the sea..
Immediately after arriving in Vung Tau, I was called in straight for meeting at the Petro Vietnam office, which is a 5- minutes walk away. Not knowing it was so near, I accidentally took a cab, which make a straight, then left turn, shit…I arrived. (What a moron)
After briefing the MISC General Manager on the action plan on board the FPSO vessel, now is the time for waiting. Due to some problems, instead of a helicopter, I will have to take a supply boat to the middle of the South China Sea, which will take me a bloody 17 hours (Yes, 17) journey to the FPSO tanker.
It was a smooth ride. Along the way, you saw the oil drilling platforms, fish boats, supply boats, and endless view of the ocean horizon.
The problem is, instead of sea-sickness, I started to suffer from home-sickness. I don’t even felt it when I left home to study when I was a 12-years old kiddo.
Suddenly I am asking myself what am I doing here? With no telephone signals and internet connection, no one knows even if I am dead or alive, been eaten by sharks or kidnapped by the pirates of the Carribbean.
To pass the boring time, I did my favourite stunt – sleep first, homesick later.
Closing my eyes, my friends and families, my comfy home in Puchong all came into my mind.
Then I tell myself “Hung Yew, welcome to the world of uncertainty”.
After briefing the MISC General Manager on the action plan on board the FPSO vessel, now is the time for waiting. Due to some problems, instead of a helicopter, I will have to take a supply boat to the middle of the South China Sea, which will take me a bloody 17 hours (Yes, 17) journey to the FPSO tanker.
It was a smooth ride. Along the way, you saw the oil drilling platforms, fish boats, supply boats, and endless view of the ocean horizon.
The problem is, instead of sea-sickness, I started to suffer from home-sickness. I don’t even felt it when I left home to study when I was a 12-years old kiddo.
Suddenly I am asking myself what am I doing here? With no telephone signals and internet connection, no one knows even if I am dead or alive, been eaten by sharks or kidnapped by the pirates of the Carribbean.
To pass the boring time, I did my favourite stunt – sleep first, homesick later.
Closing my eyes, my friends and families, my comfy home in Puchong all came into my mind.
Then I tell myself “Hung Yew, welcome to the world of uncertainty”.
Goodbye Malaysia, Hello Vietnam
I remembered a friend used to tell me this. “You are not supposed to fall in love with the same person twice”.
I did not took his advice obviously. I used to fall for her at the very first sight two years ago. Fast forward two years later, here I am – it happens again.
Ho Chi Minh, you are such a wonderful city.
Make no mistake, I did not fell in love with this city because of how it looks like. Old buildings, chaotic traffics, language barrier, tips-beggar, all sort of stuffs that would have prevented you from shortlisting it as one of your holiday destinations.
But I did fell for the character though.
Because of its “true colour”.
Like a girl, sometimes it is not only about looks which is important. (I will blog about it next time, not here please).
A Fann-Wong look alike Vietnamese girl.
Ok back to the reason why I am here. My company has sent me for a business trip overseas this time. The difference is, I am not going to stay in the city throughout the trip. To be more accurate, my final destination will be in the middle of South China Sea, on board on a ship. (Or to the offshore engineers, we called it as the FPSO).
To the outsiders, basically it is a oil tanker ship parked in the middle of ocean to collect the oils from the platform, and process it on board before storing it.
In order to get there, I have to take a cab en route to the ferry terminal (USD 9) and then another express boat to Vung Tau City (VND 180,000.00) * RM1 =VND 6,200.
If you want to get there by taxi, it will cost you around USD 70++, depending on how kind the taxi driver were, or how good looking you are. (At least I think so).
When we hit the road, I was thinking. “This is *&^%*(* cool, same old city”.
I kept wondering if traffic lights in Vietnam is only for display purpose, or the Vietnamese just purely have colour-blindness.
No matter what it is, I am sure of one thing.
Vietnamese motor-bikers will definitely make Mat Rempit in Malaysia look like a sick chicken waiting to be sacrificed.
Looking at the city and traffics, catching a deep breath, I told myself. “Hung Yew, welcome back to Vietnam”.
I did not took his advice obviously. I used to fall for her at the very first sight two years ago. Fast forward two years later, here I am – it happens again.
Ho Chi Minh, you are such a wonderful city.
Make no mistake, I did not fell in love with this city because of how it looks like. Old buildings, chaotic traffics, language barrier, tips-beggar, all sort of stuffs that would have prevented you from shortlisting it as one of your holiday destinations.
But I did fell for the character though.
Because of its “true colour”.
Like a girl, sometimes it is not only about looks which is important. (I will blog about it next time, not here please).
A Fann-Wong look alike Vietnamese girl.
Ok back to the reason why I am here. My company has sent me for a business trip overseas this time. The difference is, I am not going to stay in the city throughout the trip. To be more accurate, my final destination will be in the middle of South China Sea, on board on a ship. (Or to the offshore engineers, we called it as the FPSO).
To the outsiders, basically it is a oil tanker ship parked in the middle of ocean to collect the oils from the platform, and process it on board before storing it.
In order to get there, I have to take a cab en route to the ferry terminal (USD 9) and then another express boat to Vung Tau City (VND 180,000.00) * RM1 =VND 6,200.
If you want to get there by taxi, it will cost you around USD 70++, depending on how kind the taxi driver were, or how good looking you are. (At least I think so).
When we hit the road, I was thinking. “This is *&^%*(* cool, same old city”.
I kept wondering if traffic lights in Vietnam is only for display purpose, or the Vietnamese just purely have colour-blindness.
No matter what it is, I am sure of one thing.
Vietnamese motor-bikers will definitely make Mat Rempit in Malaysia look like a sick chicken waiting to be sacrificed.
Looking at the city and traffics, catching a deep breath, I told myself. “Hung Yew, welcome back to Vietnam”.
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Time to fly again...
“You would not believe your eye, If ten million fireflies,
Lit up the world as I fell asleep~~”
It is my phone ringtone.
“We need you to be in Vietnam next week when you come back, is it ok?”
“Ok, no problem”
Put down the phone, click. I know this is coming, but not so soon?
It is going to be a long trip away from home. For the first time in my work, I do not have any idea of when I will be home.
Launching the internet explorer, and immediately key in “Travel advisor on how to get to Vung Tau, Vietnam”.
So I have decided. By Air to Ho Chi Minh, by sea to Vung Tau, and by Air again to a ship in the middle of the ocean.
Sounds pretty much an adventure this time, considering that I am travelling alone.
I am going to take tonnes of pictures and put it here after I come home.
So, don’t have to be surprise that the post here will not be updated regularly for the next two weeks.
Lit up the world as I fell asleep~~”
It is my phone ringtone.
“We need you to be in Vietnam next week when you come back, is it ok?”
“Ok, no problem”
Put down the phone, click. I know this is coming, but not so soon?
It is going to be a long trip away from home. For the first time in my work, I do not have any idea of when I will be home.
Launching the internet explorer, and immediately key in “Travel advisor on how to get to Vung Tau, Vietnam”.
So I have decided. By Air to Ho Chi Minh, by sea to Vung Tau, and by Air again to a ship in the middle of the ocean.
Sounds pretty much an adventure this time, considering that I am travelling alone.
I am going to take tonnes of pictures and put it here after I come home.
So, don’t have to be surprise that the post here will not be updated regularly for the next two weeks.
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Thanks for the memories...
In another 1 Hour and 15 minutes, it is going to be Sept the 1st.. How times has flies.
A year has since gone.
On this day, last year, i remembered before you left to Vietnam, you hugged me, and told me "whatever happens, please wait for me to come home". I nodded. Yes, i did wait.
We have been waiting ever since. You told me you have moved on, and how glad i was for knowing that finally, you are with someone who will make you a happier person than you are with me.
Like ghost get released during hungry ghost festival.
Memories after memories crept back into life on the 1st Sept.
How i broke down on the day we parted with a hug and smile, then telling each other "we still can remain as close friends right?"
How we tell each other that, "let time decide what will happen in the future. We should have some times just for our ownself now".
How i still could visited you and your mum with your favourite durians, chit chatted like nothing ever happened between us.
How time has flies.
If this is legal, i want to thank you for the time you have spent for the past 5 yrs with me.
It ended with a heartache, but most of the time, i enjoyed it.
Happy annivesary.
A year has since gone.
On this day, last year, i remembered before you left to Vietnam, you hugged me, and told me "whatever happens, please wait for me to come home". I nodded. Yes, i did wait.
We have been waiting ever since. You told me you have moved on, and how glad i was for knowing that finally, you are with someone who will make you a happier person than you are with me.
Like ghost get released during hungry ghost festival.
Memories after memories crept back into life on the 1st Sept.
How i broke down on the day we parted with a hug and smile, then telling each other "we still can remain as close friends right?"
How we tell each other that, "let time decide what will happen in the future. We should have some times just for our ownself now".
How i still could visited you and your mum with your favourite durians, chit chatted like nothing ever happened between us.
How time has flies.
If this is legal, i want to thank you for the time you have spent for the past 5 yrs with me.
It ended with a heartache, but most of the time, i enjoyed it.
Happy annivesary.
Monday, August 23, 2010
Invisible Man
People who read my blog tend to ask me, why the invisible man photo on this blog?
It was captured back when i was in University's time, the song "Invisible Man" by a 98 Degrees.
Enjoy the video.
It was captured back when i was in University's time, the song "Invisible Man" by a 98 Degrees.
Enjoy the video.
Sunday, August 22, 2010
What a day..
Before i realized, it is time to be away from home again for the third time this month.
Recently just received my Enrich Loyalty card that i have took up recently. I did not apply for it before as most of the time, Air Asia is offering a better rate.
But since it was fully paid by the company, who cares?
Recently just received my Enrich Loyalty card that i have took up recently. I did not apply for it before as most of the time, Air Asia is offering a better rate.
But since it was fully paid by the company, who cares?
Before boarding, managed to get a cup of latte first at the lobby while waiting.
As of today, few things happened that actually caught my attention.
1. On the way to KLIA, i noticed the taxi driver is celebrating his birthday today. (23rd Aug)
2. I got "escorted" and "guided" all the way from the boarding notification board all the way up to the check in counter. (Note: They even provided me with a short cut out of courtesy, maybe not alot of passenger around at this time.)
3. I mistakenly offered a pair of muslims couple near my seat for a drink which they politely declined. (I forgot it is fasting month)
4. The hotel receptionist, again, looked at me and gestured something like "Hey, you are back!"
5. The Star newspaper horoscope mentioning that i will be rushing for projects purpose for today. How true it was!
And the biggest embarrasment of the day:
5. Right after checked in, i pulled the wrong bag, a bag belonged to another guy only to realized my blunder just before i am entering the lift!!
What a day!
God must be boring and trying to have some "fun" with me.
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Driving style and Nationality
I read an article recently on web, on how to identify the nationality of a person by the way he/she is driving.
One hand on wheel, one hand on horn
- Chicago
One hand on wheel, one finger out window
-New York
One hand on wheel, cradling cell phone, brick on accelerator
-California.
With gun in lap
-Los Angeles
Both hands on wheel, eyes shut, both feet on brake, quivering in terror
-Ohio, but driving in California
Both hands in air, gesturing, both feet on accelerator, head turned to talk to someone in back seat
-Italy
As for Malaysian, i couldn't find it in the list.
So i might as well add one for submission:
Malaysian Driving's style = "Pick and Flick"
means pick the nose, and flick-it-away while driving.
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One hand on wheel, one hand on horn
- Chicago
One hand on wheel, one finger out window
-New York
One hand on wheel, cradling cell phone, brick on accelerator
-California.
With gun in lap
-Los Angeles
Both hands on wheel, eyes shut, both feet on brake, quivering in terror
-Ohio, but driving in California
Both hands in air, gesturing, both feet on accelerator, head turned to talk to someone in back seat
-Italy
As for Malaysian, i couldn't find it in the list.
So i might as well add one for submission:
Malaysian Driving's style = "Pick and Flick"
means pick the nose, and flick-it-away while driving.
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Is it something against the rules of traffic?
Monday, August 16, 2010
Man and Woman are different...
It is a simple logic.
God created woman to be loved, and not to be understood by us as the man.
(You will never get to understand a woman any better than you are already with the Einstein’s theory of relativity)
Vice Versa, Man is created by god to be understood by you ladies, not to be loved. (OMG)
(As man usually demand understanding more than love, surprisingly, but yeah).
Yes it is true.
Because he simply preferred to be allowed to have a few beers while watching football with his friend rather than you patting him on the head like a puppy watching Oprah Winfrey show on telly. (We have ego as a man).
He simply preferred that you sit beside him, lending your ears rather than every time saying “I love you” without even thought of it for a second.
And for girls, (I mean some), just a simple and thoughtful action, you will be surprise how much they appreciate your effort.
Like a little note in the morning left on the bedside before you go to work.
A piece of her favourite cake delivered to her office for her tea-break.
Maybe a call out of nothing just to tell you how much you missed her.
Shit, my post is becoming more and more “relationship-oriented” nowadays.
Don’t worry. I am not losing my idea of writing just yet.
For my next post, I think I am going to write a post on
“How to create a bomb in your home”?
Or even..
an autobiography entitled “My name is Osama”?
God created woman to be loved, and not to be understood by us as the man.
(You will never get to understand a woman any better than you are already with the Einstein’s theory of relativity)
Vice Versa, Man is created by god to be understood by you ladies, not to be loved. (OMG)
(As man usually demand understanding more than love, surprisingly, but yeah).
Yes it is true.
Because he simply preferred to be allowed to have a few beers while watching football with his friend rather than you patting him on the head like a puppy watching Oprah Winfrey show on telly. (We have ego as a man).
He simply preferred that you sit beside him, lending your ears rather than every time saying “I love you” without even thought of it for a second.
And for girls, (I mean some), just a simple and thoughtful action, you will be surprise how much they appreciate your effort.
Like a little note in the morning left on the bedside before you go to work.
A piece of her favourite cake delivered to her office for her tea-break.
Maybe a call out of nothing just to tell you how much you missed her.
Shit, my post is becoming more and more “relationship-oriented” nowadays.
Don’t worry. I am not losing my idea of writing just yet.
For my next post, I think I am going to write a post on
“How to create a bomb in your home”?
Or even..
an autobiography entitled “My name is Osama”?
Friday, August 13, 2010
I need an insurance...
David Beckham insured his leg for USD 70 Million.
Anyone can even buy insurance when you are betting in Genting's casino.
So i think i would like to buy insurance for one part of my body also.
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Armpit hair...
So, Mr. AIG, ING, Great Eastern, anyone wana offer me armpit hair insurance coverage with zero-premium?
So next time, when i have a zero account balance, i could just shave my armpit hair and file for claims.
I can do free advertising for you too!
I bet even Bill gates has never, ever in his wildest imagination would have thought of that.
Vows...
"I, Wong Hung Yew, take you, ____, to be my wife. I promise to be true to you in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health. I will love you and honor you all the days of my life. I, Wong Hung Yew, take you, ____, for my lawful wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part."
Sounds familiar isn’t it?
But have you ever realize that, in that vows, the word “love” only came up once? While words as “worse”, “poor”, “sick” appearing more frequently?
I seriously believe a happily marriage couple is not made up of marrying with the person you can live with, but rather with a person you cannot live without.
In a marriage life, be it rain or storm, a couple shall hold their hands and walk through it together.
Nowadays we have seen so many broken marriages, why is this happening? Betrayal of trust? Boredom? Financial issue?
I have seen so many of my friends starting off their journey towards married life. But one question keeps haunting me till this very day. Have they really prepared for it? It is because it is becoming like a natural process, when you hit your 30’s, you are obliged to do that. For me timeline is not the thing that I am looking at. It is the preparation.
Preparing to love someone unconditionally no matter what happen.
Preparing not to take a second glance at any given time & place, when a cute chicks passing by.
Preparing to acknowledge that my wife is the “hottest” & “sexiest” babe alive on earth.
Preparing to prevent her from worrying about financial issues in our marriage life.
Preparing to give up weekends on boozes and boobs, happy hours, just to get home in time.
So, who will be the one going to fill in the blank on the marriage vow as above?
I will tell you when i have the "final answer".
To all the married couple friends of mine, please remember to tell your wife/husband how much you love him/her everyday.
To those unmarried couple, you still have time to go through the "training phases". As when the vows has been made, you should know that you have bloody well prepared for it.
Sounds familiar isn’t it?
But have you ever realize that, in that vows, the word “love” only came up once? While words as “worse”, “poor”, “sick” appearing more frequently?
I seriously believe a happily marriage couple is not made up of marrying with the person you can live with, but rather with a person you cannot live without.
In a marriage life, be it rain or storm, a couple shall hold their hands and walk through it together.
Nowadays we have seen so many broken marriages, why is this happening? Betrayal of trust? Boredom? Financial issue?
I have seen so many of my friends starting off their journey towards married life. But one question keeps haunting me till this very day. Have they really prepared for it? It is because it is becoming like a natural process, when you hit your 30’s, you are obliged to do that. For me timeline is not the thing that I am looking at. It is the preparation.
Preparing to love someone unconditionally no matter what happen.
Preparing not to take a second glance at any given time & place, when a cute chicks passing by.
Preparing to acknowledge that my wife is the “hottest” & “sexiest” babe alive on earth.
Preparing to prevent her from worrying about financial issues in our marriage life.
Preparing to give up weekends on boozes and boobs, happy hours, just to get home in time.
So, who will be the one going to fill in the blank on the marriage vow as above?
I will tell you when i have the "final answer".
To all the married couple friends of mine, please remember to tell your wife/husband how much you love him/her everyday.
To those unmarried couple, you still have time to go through the "training phases". As when the vows has been made, you should know that you have bloody well prepared for it.
Monday, August 9, 2010
Just a thought...
From time to time, my mind tends to wander back into the past.
It is not to say that I did not move on, but it is more like trying to figure out what went wrong in the past, so that you won’t repeat the same mistake again.
Especially in a relationship.
The question of why something did not work out as the way we have wished. Where did it go wrong?
All of us did mistakes once in a while. As simple as missing out a signboard on road which ended up losing your way, or even choosing which guy you would want to get married with.
Something happened a few days ago actually make me understand one thing about myself.
I am too much a COMPLICATED /self-centered guy at times.
A bit too complicated for a girlfriend to handle, but extremely simple towards my own self.
I am more like “doing-it-when-i-feel-like-doing-it-without-the-need-to-ask-your-permission” kind of person.
Take an example.
It is like I can’t plan a trip to Thailand for next year June, but I might ended up flying to London next week.
I can’t even decide my underwear colour for tomorrow for heaven’s sake.
Usually when a relationship is ruined, people love to use the word “We are not compatible for each other”.
For me, it is because I am too self-centered. Yes, I would admit it without a doubt. On the reason why I have this kind of gene in my systems, you have to ask god about that.
And believe me, this kind of attitude is only applicable for those who are single & unattached.
Because the truth is, it hurts people who love you at times.
You agree?
It is not to say that I did not move on, but it is more like trying to figure out what went wrong in the past, so that you won’t repeat the same mistake again.
Especially in a relationship.
The question of why something did not work out as the way we have wished. Where did it go wrong?
All of us did mistakes once in a while. As simple as missing out a signboard on road which ended up losing your way, or even choosing which guy you would want to get married with.
Something happened a few days ago actually make me understand one thing about myself.
I am too much a COMPLICATED /self-centered guy at times.
A bit too complicated for a girlfriend to handle, but extremely simple towards my own self.
I am more like “doing-it-when-i-feel-like-doing-it-without-the-need-to-ask-your-permission” kind of person.
Take an example.
It is like I can’t plan a trip to Thailand for next year June, but I might ended up flying to London next week.
I can’t even decide my underwear colour for tomorrow for heaven’s sake.
Usually when a relationship is ruined, people love to use the word “We are not compatible for each other”.
For me, it is because I am too self-centered. Yes, I would admit it without a doubt. On the reason why I have this kind of gene in my systems, you have to ask god about that.
And believe me, this kind of attitude is only applicable for those who are single & unattached.
Because the truth is, it hurts people who love you at times.
You agree?
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Finally
After n-th cup of coffee, and repetitive musics, finally i am done with the work.
The clock showing 5.30am already.
Good morning world, again.:)Time to pack up and return to KL.
The clock showing 5.30am already.
Good morning world, again.:)Time to pack up and return to KL.
Two..is better than one...
Remember this song? It's dedicated to you.
Happy 9th-Month anniversary
I remember what you wore on the first day
You came into my life and I thought hey
You know this could be something
'Cause everything you do and words you say
You know that it all takes my breath away
And now I'm left with nothing
So maybe it's true
That I can't live without you
And maybe two is better than one
But there's so much time
To figure out the rest of my life
And you've already got me coming undone
And I'm thinking two is better than one
I remember every look upon your face
The way you roll your eyes the way you say
You make it hard for breathing
'Cause when I close my eyes and drift away
I think of you and everything's okay
I'm finally now believing
That maybe it's true
That I can't live without you
And maybe two is better than one
But there's so much time
To figure out the rest of my life
And you've already got me coming undone
And I'm thinking two is better than one
I remember what you wore on the first day
You came into my life and I thought hey
Maybe it's true
That I can't live without you
And maybe two is better than one
There's so much time
To figure out the rest of my life
And you've already got me coming undone
And I'm thinking ooh
I can't live without you
'Cause baby two
Is better than one
There's so much time
To figure out the rest of my life
But I figured out with all that's said and done
Two is better than one
Two is better than one
Just complaining...
It is 2.36am now, and i am still working.
I felt like i am a slave in the making. Some uncle told me this morning, saying engineers are living a very comfortable life and making lots of money without even need to drop a sweat.
I am different.
Luckily i still have musics to accompany me throughout the night.
Good morning world.
I felt like i am a slave in the making. Some uncle told me this morning, saying engineers are living a very comfortable life and making lots of money without even need to drop a sweat.
I am different.
Luckily i still have musics to accompany me throughout the night.
Good morning world.
Happy 9th Month Anniversary
Well, as a matter of fact, i am in a relationship now.
She knew for the fact that i am keen in blogging during those free times. For me, i knew i have a bad grammar. But there're always rooms for improvement. Blogging is one of the way.
It is sort of like my own autobiography.
Somehow or rather, at times, she did asked me why i did not write about her in here.
So my dear, i dedicate this post specially to you. As out 9th-months anniversary present.
We met through a friends during a birthday party in a club. While people tends to use stupid one chat-up liner like:
1. Is there an airport nearby or is that just my heart taking off?
2. Your eyes are blue, like the ocean. And baby, I'm lost at sea.
3. You must be from Pearl Harbor, because baby, you're the bomb.
Of course i am not stupid enough to get myself killed using those.
I am more creative.
Who say namecards are useless?
As i don't want to be like one of those Tom, Dicky and Harry in the club asking a girl's number and key-ing them into mobile.
I did not have her number anyway at the end of the day. It is more or less like, "If she fancy for a drink, she will contact me then" kind of beliefs.
And guess what (yeah girl, i know you don't like this, but i am still gonna put this part in).
I got an sms from her couple of days later!
And then the story begin. And i would not give the details here as there will be no end.
Somehow i am glad to found someone who has been always understanding and caring. Deep inside, i always think that she has been fabolous all this while.
Like a hotel housekeeper, she refill your shampoo before it dried up.
Like a chef, tell her what you want to eat, and daa...it is there.
Like a bestfriend, who can just share and chat about everything.
Like a mum, she washed your clothes and dry for you.
Last but not least, welcome to my world, and i knew i have been a really complicated guy for you to understand me at times.
I love you.
And i love your picture.
(Told you if i am gonna write a post in here, it is gonna be a funny and embarassing one)
I think i am gonna get into a lot of trouble when i am home. :P
Going Home...
It has been a really tiring weeks for me. Endless meetings and entertainment summed up my whole week. How times has flies.
Everytime i got back to hotel my mind goes "Thank god, i can have a really good shower and rest now".
Now i reckon i knew the reason why i just couldn't be like others who go places like overseas and making big bucks in the Oil & Gas industries.
When you work in those kind of environment, you just can't get to rest properly, you lose contacts with the outside world, you feel tired, nausea, and with all this kind of symptoms, i will have a bad headache.
I just happened to be woken up from my nap from 5pm-11pm.
It has been a while that i got a really good nap session.
Outside is raining now, and looking out from the hotel window, i can feel as if the whole world are sleeping now.
I want to go home. And tommorrow is the day.
I found myself humming to the tunes of "wanna go home" by Micahel Buble..
"Another sunny day,
Has come and gone away,
In Paris and Rome,I want to go home,Mmmmmm
Maybe surrounded by,A million people I,Still feel all alone,
I just want to go home,Oh I miss you, You know"
Guys, see you when i am home.:)
Everytime i got back to hotel my mind goes "Thank god, i can have a really good shower and rest now".
Now i reckon i knew the reason why i just couldn't be like others who go places like overseas and making big bucks in the Oil & Gas industries.
When you work in those kind of environment, you just can't get to rest properly, you lose contacts with the outside world, you feel tired, nausea, and with all this kind of symptoms, i will have a bad headache.
I just happened to be woken up from my nap from 5pm-11pm.
It has been a while that i got a really good nap session.
Outside is raining now, and looking out from the hotel window, i can feel as if the whole world are sleeping now.
I want to go home. And tommorrow is the day.
I found myself humming to the tunes of "wanna go home" by Micahel Buble..
"Another sunny day,
Has come and gone away,
In Paris and Rome,I want to go home,Mmmmmm
Maybe surrounded by,A million people I,Still feel all alone,
I just want to go home,Oh I miss you, You know"
Guys, see you when i am home.:)
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
New World Suites
Hotels have been very much like a 2nd home to me. Not to mention the frequency of the travelling, but because it also provide a "welcome home" type of feelings when u stepped in.
(Of course if you are talking about those budget hotel, it would be different after all).
The company i am with pay for it, so why not? After all, i believe with a better resting environment, your employee can produce even better work performances.
When i was back in east Malaysia, Bintulu to be exact, there will always be only one choice.
The New World Suites.
Let's have a peep around:
View from the 10th floor...
Even a welcoming fruits and cookies upon arrival. I finished up the grapes in no time!
A very executive-feel working table. Suddenly i feel so "pia" to finish my work that night.
Even showering and poo-ing also suddenly become so enjoyable...
With a price of RM 290++ per night, i think it worth every penny!
(Of course if you are talking about those budget hotel, it would be different after all).
The company i am with pay for it, so why not? After all, i believe with a better resting environment, your employee can produce even better work performances.
When i was back in east Malaysia, Bintulu to be exact, there will always be only one choice.
The New World Suites.
Let's have a peep around:
View from the 10th floor...
The interior...
You can even request for the type of pillows you wanted for the night
Maybe i should just press "5" and then goes "Hi baby.... may i have another extra pillow for tonight?It would be better if it is a feather pillow, as you know, i am a lonely guy tonight.... bye.."
If an Auntie come deliver your pillow, sorry, too bad lah!Even a welcoming fruits and cookies upon arrival. I finished up the grapes in no time!
A very executive-feel working table. Suddenly i feel so "pia" to finish my work that night.
Even showering and poo-ing also suddenly become so enjoyable...Nice right?
With a price of RM 290++ per night, i think it worth every penny!(Note: Because somebody else is paying for it anyway!)
Monday, August 2, 2010
A note of compliment...i guess?
Recently got a message from a special reader..
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M Y says: hahaha anyway i just remember something
el.nino says: erm?
M Y says: something to tell you before you fly~
el.nino says: ok?
M Y says: there was this one time i read your blog
el.nino says: ok...
M Y says: i think i was very upset that day
el.nino says: well
M Y says: but the blog entry
el.nino says: which one?
M Y says: somehow brighten up my day! and i laugh like hell and almost text you
el.nino says: which one?? tell me?
M Y says: let me search for it
el.nino says: then u will be surprised lol
M Y says: june 22 the worldcup fever
el.nino says: wait let me c hahahahahahah ohhhh okokok thank god u love it
M Y says: haha
el.nino says: i just posted a new one go n c
M Y says: hahahaha omg again????!!! ur photoshop really sucks
el.nino says: improved d la lol nice? hahahahahaha
M Y says: hahahahaha! well thanks for the joke of the day
el.nino says: bet this is better than the last one lol
M Y says: hahaha i think the impact i had from the last one is much better hahaha i think i laugh till i cried
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I guess this is the best compliment that i have ever heard from anyone about my postings.
Something which is much better than when the CEO of KWSP dropped me an email regarding my blog!
Hopefully in the future, i can make more people "laugh till they cried".
Note: Hopefully.
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M Y says: hahaha anyway i just remember something
el.nino says: erm?
M Y says: something to tell you before you fly~
el.nino says: ok?
M Y says: there was this one time i read your blog
el.nino says: ok...
M Y says: i think i was very upset that day
el.nino says: well
M Y says: but the blog entry
el.nino says: which one?
M Y says: somehow brighten up my day! and i laugh like hell and almost text you
el.nino says: which one?? tell me?
M Y says: let me search for it
el.nino says: then u will be surprised lol
M Y says: june 22 the worldcup fever
el.nino says: wait let me c hahahahahahah ohhhh okokok thank god u love it
M Y says: haha
el.nino says: i just posted a new one go n c
M Y says: hahahaha omg again????!!! ur photoshop really sucks
el.nino says: improved d la lol nice? hahahahahaha
M Y says: hahahahaha! well thanks for the joke of the day
el.nino says: bet this is better than the last one lol
M Y says: hahaha i think the impact i had from the last one is much better hahaha i think i laugh till i cried
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I guess this is the best compliment that i have ever heard from anyone about my postings.
Something which is much better than when the CEO of KWSP dropped me an email regarding my blog!
Hopefully in the future, i can make more people "laugh till they cried".
Note: Hopefully.
Some people may ask you.
What is bravery?
What on earth means by "balls"?
For me, none of the above are qualified yet as "bravery".
What is bravery?
What on earth means by "balls"?
For me, none of the above are qualified yet as "bravery".Not even "balls".
For me, this is called "balls".
For fooling around with something with so much value of history.
A painting by Leonardo di ser Piero da vinci during those Renaissance days.
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Brother Leo, don't be upset. It is just a joke.
Rest in peace man. I love your painting. Honest!!!!
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