Friday, December 22, 2006

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

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How time flies! I would like to wish all my friends at every corner of the world a Merry Christmas and a very Happy New Year from Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia!

Wednesday, December 20, 2006

Glenn Fredly-Januari

Berat bebanku
Separuh nafas jiwaku

Bukan salahmu
Apa dayaku
Mungkin benar cinta sejati
Tak berpihak
Pada kita

Sampai disini kisah kita
Jangan tangisi keadaannya
Bukan karena kita berbeda

Dengarkan lagu.....lagu ini
Melodi rintihan kati ini
Kisah kita berakhir di Januari
Selamat tinggal kisah sejatiku

Sunday, December 03, 2006


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blogger: "jom, kita pergi tonton cinta"
friend: "kenapa pulak?"
blogger: "sebab aku tahu filem ini bagus"

So he agreed to watch the movie with me. As predicted, there were a few curious glances as we entered the cinema. I think I was the only chinese watching the film on a saturday afternoon at the mall. I have always been a huge fan of malay movies, and it is really rare for our Malaysian film industry to produce excellent malay films.

I left the cinema with a huge grin and satisfaction, though I couldn't help to think that how similar the movie is to 2 major western movies; Crash and Love Actually, with some local twists to its storyline. The thing that impresses me about this movie is that it is produced by a Malaysian Indian producer, who seemed to understand the malay culture well and capture it beautifully in the film. The soundtrack is superb too. I will look for the soundtrack later. Apparently, it is not out yet in the store - Check out Anuar Zain's Perpisahan below.

You could also check out the official website of the film:

Overall, I would give a thumb up for this Malay movie, and I really encourage my fellow friends (especially non-malays) to take some time off and watch this exquisite made movie. By the way, my malay male friend actually cried at a few points. kakkakakkakak...(ok, i know I am mean)

I bought Sepet-Gubra. It is sitting idled on my desk now. Maybe I will watch it soon and write something about it next time.

Now, go and watch Cinta.....

Anuar Zain-Perpisahan

*Taken from the movie Cinta-attracted to this song during the movie because of its meaningful lyrics"

Ku mengerti perpisahan ini
Bukan kerana kau membenci
Tapi kasih yang pernah ku beri
Tiada lagi bersama

Sering, kala aku terlihatkan mu
Impian nan indah bersulam bahagia

Ku harungi hari demi hari
Bersama wajah tak mungkin akan kembali
Tapi hati masih tak terima
Ditinggalkan sengsara

Keraguan ini bukanlah padamu
Perasaan hati masih rindu
Kekalutan ini hanyalah untukku
Tercari-cari bayanganmu
Tak sanggup aku kehilangan
Masih tercari-cari...

Keraguan ini bukanlah padamu
Masih tercari-cari bayanganmu
Tak sanggup aku kehilanganmu

Thursday, November 23, 2006

Ari Lasso - Lirih

Kesunyian ini
Lirih ku bernyanyi
Lagu indah untukmu
Aku bernyanyi

Engkaulah cintaku
Cinta dalam hidupku
Bersama rembulan
Aku menangis
S’gala tentangmu… oh
Ku memanggilmu
Dalam hati

Engkaulah hidupku
Hidup dan matiku
Tanpa dirimu
Aku menangis
S’gala tentangmu… oh
Ku memanggilmu
Dalam hatiku

Aku bernyanyi
S’gala tentangmu
Ku memanggilmu
Dalam hati

Ku memanggilmu
Dalam hati

Ku kenang dirimu…

Thursday, March 23, 2006

The Glasses

Lately, my vision has been particularly fuzzy; the consequence of still draping my pupils with outdated contact lenses despite the radical (bad) changes in my short sightedness and astigmatism. I would be glad to adorn my nerdy glasses but I have been chastised looking exhausted or drowsy in it. So sue me. I am born with droopy eyes. Now, this reminds me of this dwarf Malay friend of mine back in high school. He would, occasionally, walk past and smirk while dragging down the flesh on the opposite ends of both eyes with his hands. Then he would utter “Mata Sepet.” It was back then, I was properly introduced to the proper occasions to the usage of “Puki Mak you.” Profanity was (and is) never really my thing. I guess both of us were caught in the adolescent period where experimenting was not the pre-requisite attribute only in our chemistry class, but in life as well. We experimented and we moved on. And we will find something new to experiment again. It is sort of like putting on another pair of lenses and miraculously hoping for a better view. It might not be as good as the original version when your sights were still powerfully intact, but it could be certainly a better view than what you have now. So, for all my friends who are seeking different lenses in their life right now, I am sure a better view awaits you. I am so going to don my glasses to work tomorrow…

Friday, March 17, 2006

The Bastard

It is official. I am a bastard. Took some official HR assessments and I am categorized as INTJ under the Myers-Briggs personality test. Interestingly enough, I went to the net to obtain more information. The list below is taken from some obscure site and numerically list down how you should deal with an INTJ (aka me, the bastard).
  1. Be willing to back up your statements with facts - or at least some pretty sound reasoning. Damn right.
  2. Don't expect them to respect you or your viewpoints just because you say so. INTJ respect must be earned.
    I thought all respect must be earned? Or am I just under the illusion since I am an INTJ?
  3. Be willing to concede when you are wrong. The average INTJ respects the truth over being "right". Withdraw your erroneous comment and admit your mistake and they will see you as a very reasonable person. Stick to erroneous comments and they will think you are an irrational idiot and treat everything you say as being questionable.
    Hehheheh.. This is funny (and true).
  4. Try not to be repetitive. It annoys them.
    Who wants to be told so many times?
  5. Do not feed them a line of bull.
    No bull is good bull.
  6. Expect debate. INTJs like to tear ideas apart and prove their worthiness. They will even argue a point they don't actually support for the sake of argument.
    True ah? Fed would probably utter “Duh.”
  7. Do not mistake the strength of your conviction with the strength of your argument. INTJs do not need to believe in a position to argue it or argue it well. Therefore, it will take more than fervor to sway them.
    Another Duh here probably.
  8. Do not be surprised at sarcasm.
    I heard a big DUH!
  9. Remember that INTJs believe in workable solutions. They are extremely open-minded to possibilities, but they will quickly discard any idea that is unfeasible. INTJ open-mindedness means that they are willing to have a go at an idea by trying to pull it apart. This horrifies people who expect oohs and ahhs and reverence. The ultimate INTJ insult to an idea is to ignore it, because that means it's not even interesting enough to deconstruct. This also means that they will not just accept any viewpoint that is presented to them. The bottom line is "Does it work?" - end discussion.
    Yeah. Contemplating some specific scenarios; I do always ask does it work to the point it irks my friends.
  10. Do not expect INTJs to actually care about how you view them. They already know that they are arrogant bastards with a morbid sense of humor. Telling them the obvious accomplishes nothing.
    :( Arrogant bastard? Morbid sense of humor? Damn..

List taken from

The Babbling

As I peck away, at my laptop, on my way back to Manila after a day at Santa Rosa, I suddenly realize the abrupt switch in perspective in my blog entries. It could be that I hardly travel for leisure these days in the Philippines. If I did, it would be for work and I would end in some secluded hotel room or inundated with work at our local regional offices. So, time flies fast; my engagement here in the Philippines is coming to an end very soon. I wrote fast because the memory of gyrating away on Dec 31st night, wolfing down icy, stinging liquid, and kissing an idiot is still vivid at the back of my mind. And my holy Mary, a quarter of the year is coming to an end soon. Another three quarters to look forward to, I guess. And recently, I received a number of wedding invitations. I postulate that the number of wedding saman per year increases exponentially to each extra year you live once you hit the 20s. So you could imagine, the number of invitations I received this year as I naturally progress to mid 20s (ahem). No typo la.

And I recently signed up for a personal trainer at the gym. 12 sessions (an hour a session) for a dirt cheap price of 5345 peso (roughly RM382). The same number of sessions in KL would cost quadruple the amount, or at least triple the amount, I fork out now. I don’t anticipate that the trainer will miraculously transform my sagging built into a beefy physique, but hope he will do something about my flabby mid-section. I just plainly loathe the numerous occasions when a bunch of yahoos poke fun at my belly.

By the way, I just saw the headlines of the national newspaper today in the Philippines; 65% want Arroyo out. God knows if they will declare another state of emergency soon. If that happened, I would just haul myself up in the apartment and trigger the DVD to watch Desperate Housewives. Someone told me that I am the male version of the character Bree. Damn it.

Monday, March 13, 2006

The Connection

After a half-day marathon session pouring over academic texts in Starbucks, I half expected some decent experience in utilizing the wifi services advertised so elegantly when I purchased my hot green tea laced with drops of honey. To my utter disappointment, I was disconnected, without warnings, when I laboriously downloading heaps of e-mail messages from the company server. The idea of forking out 100 pesos for 3000 seconds of internet connection should come with flawless execution of the service itself, I trust. So, you could probably imagine my absolute irritation with the egregious level of service offered. Not that the ever-apron donning ladies behind the counter would be of great assistance. I could have purchased another mocha latte for that exact 100 pesos.

Yeah, I am a little cranky these days. Lately, there have been a few changes in my friends’ lives and I postulate that the amendments or alterations kind of injecting a certain level of frustration in my life. Recently, a good friend’s father has been diagnosed with cancer. And adding to the insult, a few hours ago (while the crappy wifi connection was still functioning) I was informed by another good friend at a faraway land that his mom has been diagnosed with cancer and the prognosis is not good. She (the mom) is really a one fine lady.

I guess it is just incomprehensible to me why bad things happened to good people. Maybe John Paulos was right in Innumeracy; practically everything in life is really about probabilistic distribution. One could have miraculously won the grand prize in 4D lottery or could have his wifi connection immobilized without any good reasons (while the lady in front of me is chirpily instant messaging her friends).

Despite that, one can always hold on to the notion that things will get better, and for once, the law of life probability will not hold it against him or her. Call it silly, but I always believe that the mechanism of faith and passion will aid us to sail through the ocean of infinite probability of assorted circumstances. At times, the mechanism might be displaced temporarily, but with the right people pushing the right buttons, it ought to inexplicably appear again, like how it is now with my wifi connection. I am connected…