Intoxi'Kath'ing Whispers

Argh!!! I feel like an idiot today. I have already mentioned before (I think) that my cantonese is very very bad. My native tongue is English. Has, is and will always be. But, before you people are quick to judge, I also know Mandarin. I read, write and speak it. Of course, due to 'rare' usage or practice, it has also somehow deteriorated...hahaha. Damn. I learned canto from my late grandma and aunties who all speak a lot of canto, and of course, Hong Kong TVB dramas! Unfortunately, canto does not come easily to me!!! I knew it during uni days, when coursemates from Ipoh all spoke fluent cantonese and there I was struggling. In the end, I always switched to Mandarin as I am still more fluent in it. What happened today makes me hate myself. And forces me to speak more canto and watch more canto dramas!!! It was about 1 something in the afternoon after a meeting and I went to pack lunch for myself and my other colleague in the shop. I ordered chicken rice. Everything was ok unt...

Annoying how some people treat you as an invisible person. Annoying how some people do not spare a thought for you. Annoying how you have been there more often in front of them than the other person and yet they only find you when they know you have contact with that someone they are interested in. Annoying how after that, they stop contacting you again. One word -  Annoying. Why not ask her yourself? Why go through me? What do you think I am? A telecommunication device? Pay me the money I spend texting her, asking how she is, all the way in other countries. Then I will let you know how she is. Coward.

I nearly got knocked down by a car today (21/7/2010). It was after work and we (YK, CY and I) decided to head over to Kota Damansara to have dinner at Arisu, a Korean BBQ restaurant. YK had parked her car so I went further up as there were more parking spaces available and I could park my car in peace (meaning, no other cars behind waiting for me, I hate that). I parked and walked back to where YK and CY were standing by YK's car. It was kinda dark. I had to cross over to the other side of the road at a so-called cross-junction. I am very careful (duh). Thus, I always look out before crossing (basic road lessons we learn, look left look right look left again). Cars (normally) signal when they want to turn right to enter the road I was crossing. You can also gauge whether the car is turning, even if he is not signaling, by observing the way they drive. This particular car did not signal and did not make any signs of turning into that road. In fact, it was driving as though it ...

Facebook is getting a bit too crowded for me. I am a personal kind of person. I value my privacy and treasure it like it's the last thing on earth. Being internet savvy, joining social networks, blogging, all these activities just kind of take away that security I hang on to. It's not big a deal. Hey, I love blogging and I am too insignificant in the web world to garner any stalkers or hardcore fans. Haha. Thank God. So I can happily blog in here, (almost) everything I want to say. Facebook, however, is becoming a different story. Ever since the mistake I did with my account in Friendster (I approved every Tom, Dick and Harry's request), I have become very selective in who I approve as my friend and of course, who I add. It is not that earth shaking, ignoring friend requests from unknown people, especially when their profile pictures are blank, pictures of animals, food stuff and inanimate objects. Like what the hell... If you want to add me, you jolly well show me ...

Yes, while I let my beloved blog grow some shitake mushrooms, let me take a break from blogging. I have a lot of things to vent out actually. The injustice, the un-professionalism, the immaturity. But, I have too much on my hands right now to handle. Hence I will be back in full force with wonderful posts to entertain you and trigger your idle mind. :) Bye for now. But do check back in five days time.

Do you know what's the most important thing you can have for yourself and which no one can take it away from you? Self-esteem and self-motivation. It's certainly not easy when you are constantly being bombarded by annoying gimmicks and advertisements depicting thin women with two huge melons as being the picture perfect beauty. I mean, it's picture perfect alright but not necessarily real-life perfect. Heck, it's not even real. Being called fat or being poked fun at is definitely not helping either. I have a healthy BMI value, I look good and yet people are saying I am fat. What the hell??!! I am not being vain and yet I am not being self-delusional. I know I am not fat and neither am I thin. But then again, it's also a relative judgment. Hey, if I stood next to Naomi Campbell, then for sure I am fat as hell. If I stood next to Queen Latifah, it's a different story altogether. So? Who gives anyone the right to say who is fat or not? Or rather who has ...

I love the tune of this song!!! Sung by Guy Sebastian and Paulini. This was the theme song for the World Youth Day 2008 which was held in Sydney. It's an event where Catholic youths from all over the world gather together to get to know each other, have fun and of course to praise and glorify God!!! As usual, me being me, wanted to go but let something else withheld her back. Third year of studies. Sigh. Now I think of it, could I still have caught up with my studies had I left for Sydney for that two weeks??? Maybe... But it's hard to say. Well, fret not. WYD will be held again next year!!! This time in Madrid, Spain! I plan to make it one of my goals to achieve. Work hard, save hard and play hard. I hope I can get to go this time. Yes, I can do it. :)