Tippity Tippity Tap

Yesterday was spent cruising in the lake on a boat. I didn’t enjoy the first half of the ride. The lake was dark, the water murky, the area not well lit, it was raining slightly and there were only two of us in the boat without any life-jackets on. I tried to be calm but found myself gripping tightly to the boat’s cushion seats, praying profusely to everything (including the water-nymphs) not to let me and him fall into the murky water while my mind went berserk with wild imaginations of water accidents.

I have always been a little wary of seas and waterfalls and lakes and rivers. I can’t swim. Overcoming the fear of waterfalls took me some time. We frequented the falls often when I was in primary school and I used to freak out when something touches my feet (which usually will be some rotten leaves), thinking it was some lost crocodile looking for a ‘drumstick’, he he..(well actually that fear came after watching some movie where a baby croc was flushed into the toilet bowl and it grew up and swam into the city eventually to begin its terror attacks) or perhaps a shark. (Yes, I know, sharks can’t live in waterfalls but then…ah well).

I managed to overcome my fear by going on a banana boat recently and get flung into the sea voluntarily, even paying for it…well the sense of achievement lasted for a few minutes and then while jet-skiing, actually while trying to teach someone to ride it, she made a sharp turn and I accidentally fell into the inner part of the sea, with no one within maybe 800m radius to save me and had to wait for the guy who handles the ski to come up to pull me out. Well those minutes of waiting felt like eternity, with me wondering what on earth under the water is actually aiming at my legs for lunch. With a tightly worn life jacket (which was actually making me gasp for breath) separating me from a drowning death, I was actually surprised that I didn’t lose my mind. Dramatizing… I know.

I stop here.

Anyway the second half of the ride was fun. The boatman took us to the other side of the lake which was lit with colorful lights and flowers. It was well populated with people along the banks so I was fine.

With all these fears, I should be staying away from water but no, the outing next month is somewhere near the sea again…ah well…bracing myself…

By the way, don’t bother watching The Wild. It’s not even half as funny as Ice Age 2. The story is same as Madagascar and you’ll probably give out a chuckle here and there, nothing more. Waiting for TheAntBully or BullyTheAnt, whatever…and two more animated movies…

He’s still making his clicking clucking sounds the whole day and I realized I’m actually making a mental picture of me stuffing his mouth with bird’s eye chilies over and over again.

Not good.

Marina's Musings

Love her..She's great :-http://www.thestar.com.my/columnists/story.asp?file=/columnists/2006/4/19/musings/13981509&sec=Musings

Almost all her columns are like bull's eye...spot on...

Stop Taxi!

http://newyorkhack.blogspot.com is a blog by a woman taxi driver in NYC. Well, who would have thought about life from a taxi driver’s perspective? Been reading this one the whole day and thanking discreetly for our custom of not tipping for any service especially taxis since I rely on it most of the time…Try I might but could not manage to agree with her irritation for not getting a decent tip…but then again, what would I know? I’m not behind the wheel. Makes me feel grateful for my desk job but I most definitely wouldn’t say no for a one day stint as a woman taxi driver and meet the loons and croons of Malaysia.

Speaking of taxis, for my short stay (so far) in KL, I have seen a variety of taxi drivers, mostly very nice ones, friendly and all. There are some rude ones too, out to spoil my day. Not that I expect to be treated like royalty but some amount of courtesy is expected. Rotten ones aside, most of them are extremely nice and they charge me very ‘nicely’ too. :-(

Unrelated. Ate way too much last night and woke up in pain. I’m currently making peace with my stomach by allowing only organic food into my mouth. Lunch was just fruits and yogurt but I couldn’t resist a cup of coffee from the machine.

I want to write more about work but since the day I discovered the two blogs, I am forced to think twice and be doubly wary of what I write.

Anyway, I’ll link up all these new blogs in my site. Enjoy reading!

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It’s funny how sometimes when you least expect something from someone, that someone actually does more than you expect even if that is not needed from his/her side. Not that it was big, it even came with bits of attitude but I guess that was big, coming from that side.

Anyway, I’m not going to sit and play with words here.

On a separate note, work seems to be a little slow but I’m feeling like I’m caught between one too many firms. One that I belong to, one that I’m dealing with, the one whom actually needs the service and two more who deal with the one who needs the service. Two or three way communication seems to be a little too taxing especially if you are caught in the middle, trying to understand both ways, technically and experimenting with a new technology yet to be implemented anywhere nearby. Suddenly IT looks like a huge swirling globe.

I just read what I wrote and I guess I’m playing with words again.

My sanctuary seems to always stay open but all these while, I never made the effort to walk in. Well I did, and then stopped halfway. The time like this is when I appreciate what I have the most and start walking the path again.

Unrelated

It has been such a long working week. I’m so glad it’s Friday. It's pretty quiet today since everyone has gone to their client-site so i'm happily blasting songs from my laptop speaker:D

Was google -ing for something about my company and ended up discovering two blogs belonging to my work mates. Not sure if I should tell them. It’s just some harmless blog. Will decide later.

And it triggered some warning bells in my head and I had to go back and delete some posts in my own blog just in case.

Having a blog seems to be a little too risky nowadays…

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And as for you, yes you are right and i'm wrong. I'm all that you have labelled me and you are all the opposite and extremely matured and everything nice and what not. And i hope this statement makes you happy because i guess that's what you want precisely. i'm a little too sick and tired to play this game and having to explain without being understood each and everytime. This is my blog, let me write whatever i want. If you can't digest it, ignore me. i guess you can say back the same to me, yes...that's exactly what im going to do also...never to visit those dark corners again...And no, this is not an emotional game, i'm not expecting you to be all remoseful and what not...euwwwwwww, a big yucky no....and i wasn't exactly refering to you when i mentioned the word friends, so relex...take a chill pill dude! Ah...sorry..i'm being childish again...

I cannot cater my posts to follow your opinion, because this is my blog, mine and all mine and i'm different from you. I want to write whatever i want too...Why the different levels of justice? Ah...why do i even bother explaining...

Now let me go to the corner and cry like a crybaby and play some reverse psychology game and what not...

Ah...Yes, you are right!

Picture

Now that I see it, whatever that the guy said years ago seems to be true. Something that big will never last long. It’s breaking now, into two separate pieces. Well, not now. I guess it started cracking a few years ago as well but was concealed. Now it just lies bare, in its naked truth.

Not that it bothers me. I saw it coming, like an ugly boil, started small, like a lump, now it has erupted like a volcano…but it still baffles me. How such a thing that started with joy and happiness and merriness now crumbled into something long forgotten, turning into contempt, competition and comparison.

It still baffles me how that glorious big piece now lying as a huge crumbled mess, can’t seem to be together. It’s now a contest, which piece is better, bigger…which piece is right, which piece is wrong…which piece is successful, which piece is not worth thinking about.

Some pieces rejected, some pieces together, some pieces alone, some fake pieces.

Some pieces want to be heard. Some pieces want to lead. Some pieces can’t stand the sight of another piece. Some pieces want to be lead. Some pieces can’t agree. Some pieces just don’t care.

The crowing glory long gone. I should have done something but it’s too late now. I’m part of the game. I can’t do anything unless the pieces want to form the mould again.

Until then, the messed jigsaw puzzles lies ignored, although every single piece know if they fit together, a beautiful picture would be formed.

Disclaimer: This is purely fictional and has no reference to anything or anyone in particular.

Done.

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Oh crap,
More crap.

Revenge: Last

Two years ago i wrote about getting hurt and wanted revenge. Last week i got what i wanted. It’s not the kind of revenge that made the person bleed to death or cut himself/herself into two. But it was exactly like how I wanted it to be, subtle but enough to wipe the burning flame of hurt inside me.Now that it’s over, I can just forget the incident, wipe the person’s name from my memory and move on.

Air travel

Made my first contact with airports, flying on airplanes and going through immigration checkpoints. Although it was a short business trip, I enjoyed the thrill. :- )

Banana story

Sometimes I don’t understand how such a simple remark can be blown out of proportions.

It’s fine if it is direct, where I could justify my actions. Then it went to personal attacks and then followed by additions by people who were not involved in the first place. More links. More sly personal attacks.

Well, labeling a person immature, backwards, culture shocked etc is very easy, coming from people who first made a stand by saying it’s wrong to be judgmental. It wont take long for me to do it too, but I don’t wish to do it because the whole issue seems to be inane.

I can think I’m the angel and you are the devil. And you can do the same. And we can keep contradicting each other until we run out of space. In the end, there’s no one there to prove who is right and who is wrong and we ourselves are not going to change our minds.

I do remember long time ago, about 5 years back; someone used a real bad sentence that made me cry followed by another girl. I hated the sentence and I still hate it now. If that makes me immature, then be it.

It’s like making a stand that I hate bananas. I tried eating it but it tasted horrible. Then came a group of people who say, she must be stupid and shallow for hating bananas. When I made my stand, they got mad. Then they started chanting banana banana banana in any space right under my nose. Then came people who say, ‘She thinks she is helluva great,innocent,frilly, acting goody-goody and all coz she hates bananas.’'If the whole world loves bananas, she should love it too.'[This reminds me of a proverb/saying in Tamil]

I never made any stand which said, ‘I hate people who love bananas nor did I say I think people who love bananas are dumb.’ Never too did I say, ‘I’m great coz I hate bananas.’ And for those who wanted me to love bananas, I simply refused.

And when I did that…I was told if I hate bananas, and can’t force myself to like it, go make my stand elsewhere where other people can’t hear/know-about it. Sometimes I do wonder if I was wrong but then again when I think about it, at least I didn’t pretend that I love bananas and then spit it out when no one is looking. Besides, all my justifications were directed without a veil.

Whatever la…you can even start a petition about my statement and get the whole world to sign against me. You can label me anything you wish until you run out of words from the dictionary or you can even start a whole new issue out of this post and make remarks again and attack my character. I don’t really care also and I won’t be doing anything about it coz all I think is the whole issue is silly especially coming from people whom earlier,I thought were my friends(few,not all).

And yeah, I still hate bananas especially pisang emas, ick!

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Did a very embrassing thing today but can't help chuckling to myself ;-)

Content

There’s a small guy who can’t walk working at the place nearby mine. Today when I was on the way out, I saw him trying to stand up to open his factory door. I went to help him but he respectfully declined and proceeded to help himself. I could only watch and wonder, where he draws the inner strength from.

Sometimes I guess I get random messages,when people who don't mean a thing to you try to mess with your life, look around and you can see your problems are nothing compared to others.

And with that, I feel content and every other emotion just disappeared without a trace.

Post annoy me note

I will not tolerate trolling,spamming or defaming. To hell with freedom of speech,this is MY blog.

Bear in mind, i do not have any particular grudge on anyone who have commented in contrast to my views. If i don't like a view, i comment on it and you can defend yourself again. Hence the comment section. It's not a big deal.

BUT

Asking me to shut up and accept the comments without fighting back/getting annoyed or to find another place to rant is like giving me a slap and telling me i shouldn't respond.

I do not appreciate such free advices.

I'm closing this topic and any further comments on this post or on other annoy me posts will be deleted.

p/s: I checked out two blogs and the comments in it today. Both were very funny but would have been better if it was original compositions instead of copy paste jobs..but hey,at least the comments were original..still chuckling to myself..:-D..good job!

Babies

After all the annoying things at work plus the blog, I went back home, tired and weary…but the moment I saw baby V in the house, he brightened up my day with his cutie-pie smile :-)

Babies do have a knack to put sunshine back in your face, don’t they? And better still, the sister is again pregnant and would be delivering next month and for the first time, I got to see the unborn kicking her mummy’s stomach. There were tiny movements on the belly which I managed to see and touch. Oh boy, that’s one of life’s greatest miracle, isn’t it? To actually have another life dwelling inside of you. The sister said her second child is really active and it hurts sometimes. She couldn’t really walk much as the baby’s head is already at the ready-to-be-out state.

She did scare me with the stories of the pain though…but I guess, for that piece of sunshine, I don’t really mind :-)

And today a mail from the boss, my vendor is coming back next week..more work but yahoo!

He he!

Nothing like good friends to brighten up my day. Thanks for coming all the way to see me. And another to msg me in IM.

I’m a happy girl! Wohoo!

Yumm!

Spent my time drooling over these...Picture obtained from http://masak-masak.blogspot.com

Annoy me 1

I don’t understand why people like to use the f word for no particular reason.

Okay, I’m fine with them venting out their frustrations by saying the f word but why use it to describe almost every other emotions? It’s not an adjective, you know.

Today I was in the lift with a bunch of guys and this was the conversation:-

Guy1: Hey dude, never seen you around for a long time.
Guy2: Yeah,I was away. Took leave for one f***ing week.
Guy3: Oh yeah?
Guy2: Yeah, I took some f***ing informal leave and some formal leave.

Was that necessary?

I just hate people who use the f*** word because I’m constantly reminded of the act itself, which is disgusting. What you think? You are freaking cool just because you used THE word?

And what’s up with these taxi drivers nowadays?

When I board a taxi, all I ever want is to be able to go from Point A to Point B. That’s it! You don’t have to make small talks, tell me about your problems, your family history, ask for my family history and about my daily life and towards the end of the conversation, give me advice. That’s the thing I hate the most. Free advice. No one asked you for one, so you can just shut up and drive me to where I wish to go. That’s it. Is that too hard to understand? I don’t need free advice. I know how to conduct my life and if I need one, I know where to get it.


Some of my friends are asking me very annoying questions Joke or no joke, don’t keep repeating it. I’m keeping quiet because they are my friends but I also have my limit which is currently wearing thin.

When I reached the office, I got this forward:-

On Wednesday, April 5, 2006, at two minutes and three seconds after 1:00 AM in the morning, the time and date will be 01:02:03 04/05/06 This will never happen again in your life time.

Oh boy, let’s jump up and down and celebrate.

So freaking annoyed.

Post Note:
I received some comments which of course were not to my liking...

But no matter how you try to reason about it to me, i can't change my perception because it seriously irritates me. If that is supposed to be some sort of 'freedom of expression', then let it be. But don't expect everyone to accept it.

Besides, hearing F word doesn't exactly conjure up an image of two people who are comfortable with each other making love...i must be an angel if that's what i see, he he :-)...

Note also, i did not say the guy2 is bad/good. I was not JUDGING him. Never in my post did i evaluate him. I said the word irritates me. I'm shallow?...heh! I have friends who use it too...I don't judge them, otherwise, they wont be my friends, would they? I'm shallow again?...Heh!

I know people get so used to the word that they unconciously use it to describe everything. Fine. I can accept it when they are mad. But i can't train my brain to unconciously accept it in each and every sentence. Ok,let's put it this way...

Refer conversation between the guys, replace f*** with chee-byee or any other bad words you could think of or maybe replace f*** with the same word in Tamil...imagine how the conversation would sound? Nice? if i also need to accept that, i guess we can eliminate adjectives from the english language, na?

But to round it up, if you are fine with it, good. I am not fine with it, hence the rant.

Hey, I'm just blowing off some steam!

p/s: Yes Nalin, I agree with you!:-)
Yes Uma, ex-roomies think alike ;-P
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