I just felt like writing, churning down my thoughts in words and publish them. In fact there is so much that I want to write, whirling around my head. 

But every time I started typing, I deleted them all and closed my word editor, again.

Some things are not meant to be published.

Some things are not proper to be disclosed publicly.

Some things confided to me I have to keep them sealed

Some things I have to face instead of running away, again.

Some things I have to admit instead of pointing fingers.

And thus, this pointless post where I so want to dislodge all the secrets, negativity and bitterness but I couldn't.
 

Monday morning, I am back to office. But I sort of glad I did. I could run away. I pulled those dear ones near to me again. And exchange news I did. And I see that my life isn't the only chaotic one. And I got a blessing from her. And I wish I could help her to decide and pull her away from her tangled web. And I’ll be there for her when there is no one around. And rocking the world like he did. Or didn't he? 

This is life perhaps. At least I am still alive. That's what I always try to remind myself, of the friend that passed away. I think of her face, her laughter and the way she spoke. She didn't get a second chance. I still try to grasp the fact of it even after about 6 weeks. When it ends, it ends. Period.

Everything is ok if you are still breathing, there are still things you can do and make it right. Or so I told myself.
 

And yes, I am still at stage 1. And so are you, rocker! I know :)


Cold?

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I guess as a human being we couldn't escape socialize with the others, be it friends or family or colleagues at work. It is the basic thing that we have to go through everyday, whether we like it or not. Communication is essential in every aspect of our lives.

I guess I am not a great communicator, apart from the virtual world, where I didn't have much problem expressing myself. Except during the times I feel comfortable enough to lift the cold masque off.

But when it comes to real world, sometimes I rather/always be the one quietly standing at the back. Sometimes I am not sure on how to send a message across to someone. Even to my mom.

A friend once raised a doubt on me treating her like close friend as I failed to keep her posted about stuffs like I used to. Truthfully, I was taken aback by that and I didn't see it coming. 

And it makes me think real hard if it is me that have been treating her differently. Much as I hate to admit it, it occurs to me that it might have been partially my fault as I have been carried away. I apologized. And with that, I want to make it up and I took my action. Or at least I did my best.
 
And it makes me think why do I feel less excited in confiding to her as usual? Why do I feel excited in confiding to some friends but not to others? 

Some friends feel my joy when I share something good that happens to me. And they give me ears when I need to complain. They listen, they ask and they try to understand it.

I guess it is important as a listener to really listen to what the other is telling. That is what sharing is all about. They should share the joy or pain as a friend. Not listening only for the sake of listening. 

What really discourage conversations are none others than cold response, uninterested listener or unsupportive statement. It really puts me off.  

How do you keep going back to someone that is not really interested to what you have to say? Something that have been playing in your mind for a couple of days/weeks; only to have it coldly splash back into your face? 

Why do you even bother to share when it is the news is easily waved off or returned with an unexcited remark or even sarcasm? 

So try to understand why I am holding them close to myself. It might not be the right things to do but it keeps me sane and the relationship going.

And very well. I have tried. Let me breathe again.

She was my first roommate in the hostel. I have been praying for her to come as I was so alone in the lonely hostel room on my own when I just went to uni!

After being roomie for a year in the hostel, we moved out to a rented house and she was my roomie for another 2 years. Next we had internship and after that we were housemate for another 5 months. 

Yeah, so we were pretty close to each other and she was like an elder sister that always take care and look out for me. She was a huge chunk of my life during the uni year. After graduation, we went on with our path of lives but we never fail to keep in touch constantly. =)

And now she is finally married! I am glad she finally found the special someone and settling down! Well, I hope she would have a happy and loving life with the lucky groom! =)  

It just feels a little strange that my good friend is now married and become someone’s wife. Someone that I do not know that well but pretty sure he is a good guy and will treat her right. I hope our friendship remains as strong as ever.

Well, here are some pics that we took during the wedding dinner at Batu Pahat.

Here comes the pretty bride and the lucky groom!

Let's take a picture of sisterhood~

Thanks to Mr.1K that offered to bring us round Muar on the way to Yun’s wedding at Batu Pahat. I thought I have been to Muar before as the town looks familiar, at least I remember the bridge but I just couldn’t recall when and why I was there! Ahh.. my memory going down the drain! 

Mr.1K brought us to taste the scrumptious food rojak and the cooling desserts that was so appetizing after a long 2 hour ride from KL! Yum yum.. =) 

The place is at Jeti Tanjung Muar Emas by the Muar river (I believe) and it was quite a big park with many local visitors!  

We strolled along the river, took some pictures and analysing the pretty strangers that hold hand, trying to sort out the relationship of 2 girls and a guy. Yeah, it’s pretty complex when 3 of them were holding hand together!
 


After that, Mr.1K bought us some famous superlicious otak-otak, prawn and fish flavours! Due to our greediness, I forgot to take pics of it! But it was really yummy!

 After that, we continued the journey to Batu Pahat and I have to put on my make up in the bumpy ride car. =)

Finally, someone I am very close to was getting married! Or should I said, married! Yeah, it was my best friend’s wedding at Batu Pahat yesterday! 

And thus some of my friends and I travelled south (a day trip) to celebrate with her.

It was a joyous occasion especially after the dinner which another good pal of mine and the bride got to catch up at the bride's house (while the guys sit back and listen or watch TV)! :D

And after that, just right before midnight, my friends and I travelled back to KL and I had to keep the driver entertained so he would be alert for the whole journey.

Reached KL nearly around 2.45am and accidentally washed my hair and I had to dry it before I slept. Finally crept to the bed around 3.30am. And I have to work today. (=.=)”

But I am working from home today, thank God. =)

Still, there’s plenty of work to be done today and a virtual-meeting to attend. (=.=)”

Photos will be up as soon as I finish my work, unpack my bags, do the laundry, clean my room and catching up with my much-needed-rest.

Meanwhile, let me crept back to work!   =(

Happy Crappy/Blue/I-Doubt-It’s-Exciting Monday everyone!

What do you do when you are angry or frustrated with another colleague or friend? 

Normally we do what we always do. We complain to another friend that we trust; just to express how we feel. We either get a sympathetic feedback or advice on how to deal with it and move one.

How could such things go wrong, right?

It went so wrong, oh so wrong for my friend!

She was very upset about another colleague (A) at work and thus she confided it to another colleague, B. Their mean of conversation was through online chat messaging. Well, innocent enough.  

She expressed her anger and frustration on how she felt about colleague A attitude toward work and stuff.

And to her horror, she actually typed it all in the wrong chat window, to colleague A instead of colleague B!!!! Holy cow! O.o

A knew that my friend was talking about her and fired back. It was too late although my friend tried to apologize explaining that she didn't mean to hurt her. (=.=)”
  

But the harm was done. What was said cannot be unsaid. There is now an ugly scar hovering between them.

So, yeah, double check before you release your anger next time.. =)

Death has always been far away from me. The only deaths that I knew were of both my grandmothers when I was 12 and 15 and my uncle which I wasn’t closed to.

So death to me happens to old people who were either sick or aging.

Young people are not supposed to die. There are so many things they are going to do, like getting married, raising family, going places, excel in their career, travelling, living a life, getting old and so on.

Or so I thought. It has to be right? Life has to be fair and give everyone a chance to live.

But I was so wrong. Today I was really shocked and saddened by news of a classmate passing away in car accident.

She was so young, so pretty, so smart and so having a life. And yet, without any notice or preparation to her family and friends, she was taken from us. Just like that.

I haven’t been keeping in touch with her for a long time since after school. But I remember admiring her as she was such a nice friend and daughter.

I felt that life is so unfair and so unpredictable. How could you just terminate someone life just like that. What about her plan in life and so many things that is waiting for her in her life? And the worse thing was when I think about her parents, aching so much for them.

It just makes me so sad that life could be so out of our control. It slows me down and makes me feel vulnerable. Life can be so cruel. It is so upsetting to think about that. 

Rest in peace, AL. You will always be fondly remembered and missed.

It’s funny how seldom I go for trip with my bunch of besties, although we know each other practically our whole lives; some since we were like 6! Apart from the school trips, so far I only went to Genting and Tioman with them. Tioman was like 5 years back! (=.=)”

And after persistent D trying to organise this one day trip (it is tough to get all of us together for the whole day as some has family and work commitment), we finally made it to Cape Rochado (or the less glamour name of Tanjung Tuan), a secluded area which is 10km from Port Dickson.

It was a chatty trip, with everyone updating each other and also discussed about the politic! Man, are we getting older or what? I don’t remember politic being one of our major topics when we got together. Anyway, being the one that couldn’t care less about the politic, I did learn a lot of info from them. Like the son in law of … well, I am sure you know.. :P

The hiking was a rather short one as I think we could have completed the one way journey to the light house and down to the quiet, private beach within half an hour. But we took our sweet time and thus took nearly an hour.

And I involuntarily offered my both bare arms as buffet for the millions of mosquitoes that were in the jungle. It doesn’t matter that I already spread both of my arms with layers of axe oil, they just kept coming back and suck blood out of me merciless! Damn! 

We found the spot of quiet beach which was clean, beautiful and peaceful! Nobody was there except for us, which reminded me of Tioman Island where there wasn’t other visitors except for us! Which naturally means we could make as much noise as we want, chat and do stupid pose on the camera without having anyone eyeing on us.

I just felt relaxed and happy and contented and wondered why we didn’t do this more often. It was a simple trip but it not the destination that counts, it is the participants that make you feel different and happy. (^.^) 

And after about 2 hours, we walked to the main beach which have many people; picnic-ing, swimming, banana-boating, jet-skiing, building sand castle and canoeing!  

Again, on D persistent, I finally tried the canoe for the first time in my life! RM15 per canoe for an hour and I succeeded fighting for Pmes as my partner from Ren. The stupid sun that has been hiding for the whole journey decided to came out when we stepped into the water at around 5.15pm! Man, I felt that I was baked, without any sun block protection at all! (=.=)” 

Pmes has experienced in canoeing which makes me quite relax, forgetting my mother advice of not going into water. It was fun, relaxing and also tiring when you paddle too much. But it was a private time where I get to chat with her, which was nice.

And yes, for the record, we lost to Ren and D when trying to get to the other end (smirk all you want) and we our canoe got stuck at the shallow part of the water. We have to get down and push our canoe to the water again and went to another way to reach the beach. Home by 10pm. Totally exhausted but it was fun. It was good. =)

Friendship is like wine, the older the better.

How true is the proverb! I met up with my "old" friends last weekend, some which I've known for.. oh-my-God, 22 years which was 80% of my lifetime! All of them are there and it has been a long time since we gathered all together! Finally all are back and around. :)

Of course, being in Malacca, we must go for the famous satay celup for the gathering! Yummy yum!

                              
How we chatted and chatted, from the recent elections to the politician, to our lives, what laptop to buy and where to travel, to our paper-stealing-cases-in-school and everything things that crossed our mind! It was fun and I just felt comfortable and contented being with them. :)
 

                            
We managed to 'kidnap' Renu from her-earlier-than-Cinderella-curfew and went to the most-happening-place-in-town-Jonker-Walk, a sort of night flea market that sells everything on weekend and always full of desperate-Malaccan (like us) that has no place else to hang out.


                                       
As we were jostling in the crowds to find a cafe, Pam grabbed my hand and asked if I saw Faizlin, our long-lost-friend from primary school. "No," I said, barely remembering her face but I remembered her name. She said she just saw her, passing us by. 

We quickly turned around and run after the Malay girl with tudung and I called out her name and she turned!!! Oohhh. It was really her, our head-of-the-class during Standard 5 and we haven't been meeting her for 15 years!!!
 

It was amazing that she still could remember me by my full name and I was really excited that someone remembers me! I sat next to her in Standard 5 and back then, she asked me to blow my nose when I was having running nose. :D She said Pam look the same but I look different!
 

I amazed myself when I remembered her last name too, when I was entering her phone number into my mobile! I don't have Alzheimer after all!!! :D
 

Hope to see her again and keep in touch. :)   

                               
Ended up in Harper's for a yum-cha (tea) session and LY managed to join us after she finished her meeting/talk at 10pm! We continued our chatty session and catching up and also planning to have a "real-trip" together, before any of us are tied to the happily-ever-after-lives, which I predict very soon! 
 


We finally left Harper's after midnight and talked to loud and laughed too much on the way to the cars, not wanting to say goodbye! Well, hope our trip will be realized! :)

Our Genting Highland 1 day trip plan went down to drain when it rained over the weekend as in predicted in the weather forecast. So, we went to Bukit Cahaya or also known as Taman Pertanian at Shah Alam for cycling session instead.  

It turned out to be rather fun and enjoyable outdoor activities. Even Yit who doesn't know how to cycle could do it once she got onto the bike. Check out some of the pics that we took!


Ready to start cycling!

Taking the pictures of pretty but arrogant peacock, who immediately opened up his beautiful feathers/tail upon seeing us!!!

Some animals at the Taman Haiwan~

And horses too! But they aren't as friendly as we thought!

Foursome~!

 

The scenery was nice too, greenish and peaceful!

The 4-Season-House was closed for renovation but we could take a peek there. RM3 for entrance but it was free during renovation~

Some pictures before we left!

                 

It's nice to have some sort of outdoor activities sometimes instead of shopping and watching movies like we always do~  :)

I couldn’t find my wallet,” my friend said casually this morning. “But I believe it must be somewhere in my room.”

“Are you sure it is not stolen or lost?” I asked suspiciously and he rejected the idea, pretty sure that it was somewhere in his room.

He came to our house again in the afternoon.

“So, have you found your wallet?” I asked him.

“No, I couldn’t find it anywhere!” he remarked.

After some analysing, I concluded that his wallet has been stolen as he was staying in the room at the back of the house. He always leaves his window wide opened and left his wallet on the table! Gosh!!!

I have warned him the day he moved into the room that he must be careful of his stuffs as he is staying at the back room and it is prone to burglary. I faced it before in my last year of university when I stayed in the back room too.

I remembered going for dinner with my friends and when we were home, I just put my purse on the table. Then I went to my room friend for a short chat. I couldn’t find it after a little while and then saw my hanger which was near my table was straightened and was outside my window!

The thief had cleverly used my hanger to reach my purse! Damn him, the useless, stupid thief who couldn’t decently work for a living!!! It was my second or third time losing my purse and I really hate to do my identification card again and was really afraid of getting a red I/C!  (>_<)"


Anyway, after hearing my experiences, my friend recalled seeing some dust at one of the window and some sign of break in. Somehow, he took it calmly and I was even more agitated and frantic than him, though it was his first time losing his wallet! Weird..

In the first year of university, where computer was still something alien to me, my teammate accidentally deleted our ONLY soft copy of assignment on the day before we need to deliver it. Shit.

We didn't even know that the file might still be in the Recycle Bin, yeah we were rather dumb back then. If I remembered correctly it was quite many pages and all of us were slow typer. So, we were panic and started right away, to retype all the pages within a night! (=.=)"

Typing was also something new to me, I have to look at the keyboard and look for the characters and it took forever to type one single page. But thank God, I had this fast-typing-roomie who finally offered us a hand; I suppose she couldn't stand our tortoise-pace-typing. Yeah, she could type real quickly and she went on tat-rat-lat-lat-tat-rat-lat-lat on the keyboard and guess what? We managed to retype it in a night!

I wanted to type as fast as her too! And so on the 2nd year of uni, my another-roomie bought a CD on learning typing. With that I started to learn from basic on typing. It was pretty amazing software as I learnt to type without looking at the keyboard. But I think I didn't master enough of it at I still couldn't type numbers on top of the keyboard and the special characters without looking.

Today, I must say I am a pretty good typer as I could type relentlessly, as fast as I could think. Or so I thought. When I saw Keone's blog on checking your typing speed, I couldn't help but to click on it. Finally I can gauge my typing speed and I was so happy to beat him as well as SST!

I could type at
75 words per minute or about 436 characters, averaging about 7.2 characters per second!!! I thought I was good, until my ex-colleagues beat me at 80 words per minute!!! Shit!  

And I suddenly remembered my ex-roomie. She once told me that she's typing so fast that it scares her sometimes. So, I asked her to take the test. Her first result was 82! She tried again and it hits 88!!! Darn! My ex-colleague was baffled to hear that.  

On her 3rd try, she got 93 words per minute! Man, that's a crazy speed. She said, I am a few years behind her (in typing, coz she started earlier than me) :P  

And with that, I found my new resolution for the year. ^.^

         
Her result, my new goal~

Check yours typing speed here and let me know the result too! :D

P/S : Latest update : I hit 83 words per minute, 492 characters! Muaahahahahahha~ I felt a little invisible~

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