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Me. The "Unwanted".

I was late for office for 2 days straight. Not purposely or without permission though. There's a good reason behind all this. Finally after 1 whole week in the dark, my room welcomes the lighting technology once again. My landlord finally send his workers to fix the bloody fluoroscent light in my room after few days of shouting and complaining through the phone.. It took less than 5 minutes to fix it, but it takes more than 2 days to convinced the man to get his ass down here to fix the thing. Going back home today... 2 more months exactly and I'm outta this place. Relief? Probably. Time to move on. Gonna be a busy weekend, meetings and friends outing, visiting relatives... Hope to meet Jules and Eric this week. Missed them alot. Lots to share with them. Surprisingly, Sandra is in KL now. Wished to see her, but time is just too short for me to do everything i want. Something funny happening these past few days. Something very distracting. It made me think about some decisions i

Sunday afternoon

Still in the office. Can't concentrate anymore on work. Nadia,my colleague is still typing at a breakneck speed. Rushing to finish her paper for an international conference. It's a sad sort of silence between us, haven't talk for hours. "Who'e taking care of your baby?" I asked. " He's at home with my husband." She replied. That was the last converstion we had today, sometime around 10.0m a.m. It's been more than 6 hours since we actually communicate. While I'm just enjoying my time here, she's been stressing for hours. Wonder how I can make her more comfortable... Perhaps I should go back home now and leave her alone. Busy Sunday, next week too. Not busy, but I'll be having business meetings, visiting my gran in Seremban, then rushing back to Melaka again. Don't think I'll have time to meet up with Jules or Sandz next week. I really crave for it though. Jules said she's always anxious to meet me too everytime I went

What a wonderful world..

" Night scene at Teluk Likas, Kota Kinabalu, Sabah" photo courtesy of http://members.virtualtourist.com/m/99916/138c41/ It's sunday and I'm in office.. Sigh... starting to sound like a work addict huh? Gonna be here until evening today, lots of work to do. Well actually, it's just a 2 minutes drive from home. Since, no one at home, might as well just stay in office and do some blogging. *wink. Went to the beach at Riviera Bay Hotel with Kat last night. The moment I stepped on the beach, it reminds me of Teluk Likas in KK. Missed those times when we don't have to drive so long just to reach the beach.. The city itself is just by the sea. And on the way back from the city to UMS, you can see people sitting by the ocean, fishing and 'pak-toh-ing' along the road. And at night, you can just sit by the sea and be mesmerized by the cool breeze, the sound of the waves crashing to the rocks, and who can ever forget the beautiful symphony of neon lights dancing

My funny friend and I

It's funny how it all started. We hated, or perhaps in a better definition, "dislike" each other when we first met. Both of my closest friends were someone that wasn't pleasant having around at first. Probably i'm the one who need to be blamed for not trusting people easily. This particular friend of mine was my schoolmate* in uni (*noted that school here refers to School of Psychology and Social Work, not secondary school/high school/primary school). We heard about each other, we disliked each other, but in a very unexpected way, we became friends after attending a same class in our 2nd year! (God have it's own reason i guess..) She was not in my course by she took on of the subject in my course as an elective. And after the IVAC ( Inter-University AIDS Conference) 2004, we became even closer. Closer than any of my coursemates whom I've accustomed with their presence in my uni life for 2 years. I was really skeptical at first. How can a person trust some

The sad case of decorating the trash bin.

Today's data collection hasn't been going on smoothly. Anyway, when has it been? Sigh.. Asian mentality especially Malaysian mentality is a nightmare to any reseacher who needs to collect data using survey or questionnaire. Never in their mind that these datas that they provide can be used to help them back in their life. Same thing happened today, while we were so anxious of getting a big pool of respondents for our research (After 3 months into it..), whoosh.......they flush down our effort into the toilet bowl. Come to think back when I was collecting data from the uni students, the students (whom we expected to be more understanding about the true nature of research, yeah right...) did exactly the same thing. So, honestly, it was rather expected from the older counterparts today. The moment we passed out the questionnaires: "Again?! Malas lah ( literally means lazy in malay)..." "Do we have to answer? Really??" "Do we get anything in return for ans

Finally...Yay!

Finally, they enable the access to Blogger again!! Yay! My friendster is still disable though... What a stupid act it was, disabled tonnes of websites and stuffs. Sigh, really miss my bloggie. But right now, I'm really tired and busy with work. Papers to hand in, research to do and dozens of things running around my head. And I'm having a irritating sore throat!!! Anyway, hope that i'll have the pleasure of updating this blog again soon! Stay tuned!

My Donkey

Remember the annoying, big mouthed yet good in nature Donkey in Shrek and Shrek 2? Can you remember any friends that resembles the Donkey? And seriously, I DO NOT MEAN PHYSICALLY!!! Recently, I've come to realized that there are lots of " Donkeys " in my life. Don't feel offended if I'm referring anyone as a donkey, coz do put in mind that at the same time, I'm an Ogre too. Yep, it's funny how some friends tend to annoyed us so much that we would like to tell them to shut their mouth sometimes! They will keep on going just to keep us annoyed even you've give out all the possible signals and hints that you're really not in the mood to join in their play. But their patience is somewhat last for eternity. They'll follow you around just to keep you in their watching distance. Although some may not resembled the loud Donkey in Shrek, but they do have other ways to annoy you. I have this particular friend who were so choosy and annoying, and somet

Road back home -A marriage of accounting, planning, and acting skills

What a jovial mood i'm in. Nothing particular exciting but just felt good, at least until now. Gonna go back home later on a 2 1/2 hours of bus travel... Sigh... Just realized that I've been travelling back home like this for years. During my uni days (hah, sound like it's been so long!), i couldn't afford to travel back home every weekends/month. Too far away and the only transport available is airplane. So, I went back twice or a year, sometimes during holidays, sometimes during term break. Remembering back then, we students are really good in calculating the lowest expenditures to go back home.. Many of us had actually mastered all the required skills (accounting and planning skills) and can easily passed off as travel agents or accountants. We even mastered our acting skills especially to the staffs in airlines booking agency and airports ( it's due to the fact that we are almost certain to bring overweight luggage every time we stepped on an airplane).. The who

"The Middle Child Syndrome"

There's something very special about being a middle child. We have a special term to describe people like us, who seemed to be dysfunctional psychologically in the eyes of our parents -- "The Middle Child Syndrome". A search on Google with the key words (middle+child+syndrome), returns with an overwhelming 4,160,000 results. That's damn alot! This means, i'm not abnormal of showing signs of withdrawal from my family, rather, it confirms that i, like millions of other "middle child " are acting simultaneously in an extraordinary way. A friend had a problem with his brother whom had just left their home for a reason that i didn't know. But through the story from my friend which by the way was the eldest among his siblings, i found some similarities with my own life as a middle child. His brother had find it a very hard to gain their father's respect and recognition. The younger brother seems to feel inferior than the eldest, as he was an outstandin