<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757903941180115503</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 03:40:21 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Ludicrous Rambling</title><description>when ignorance rules oneself, the others will suffer. but as long as you're happy with it...the rest doesnt really matter for selfishness is the key to self preservation and contentment..</description><link>http://periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (JerryInc)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>262</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757903941180115503.post-1687188445912984493</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Oct 2009 07:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-23T11:45:24.433+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>missing</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>college</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>memories</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>pics</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>kuching</category><title>missing the years....</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;'Hi Jeremy, so how are you faring with your new job at XXXX hotel. We have a vacancy as PR Manager and i was wondering if you're interested' read the text message from an unknown number.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Hi, would you mind introducing yourself?', i replied, just being careful in my correspondence. The reply didn't come in the next 30mins, but i was kinda flattered when it did. it was a direct call from the Director of Sales &amp;amp; Marketing, and the best part is that i didn't even send out my resume to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'May i sleep on it for a couple of days, i can't rush into any decisions right now'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'sure, but don't sleep on it too long'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i literally slept on it for 2 days, not really thinking about it. the offer sounded good, higher pay (should be more than what i'm getting), a promotion and close to my bachelor's pad. but that's just it, i wasn't inclined on taking up the post. if the offer came few months prior, maybe, just maybe i would've accepted it, but i just started at a new place and i have yet to learn the ropes and i'm not going to give up until i've proven myself..talk about an inflated ego hahaha. besides, i have a great boss and there are many things i can learn from her :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, on another note...i'm kinda missing my buddies and mates in Kuching, been awhile since i last saw them. seems like they've finally 'matured' to being reliable people, including the bikers gang who actually hated my guts (i think) for being too blunt in my words and actions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bikers used to give me the 'i'm gonna get you someday' glance all the time, and i would retaliate with 'the hell you could' glance hahaha. i understand that i can be a sarcastic, blunt and a straigthtforward jerk some time (well okay, most of the time hahaha), and i don't do well with idiotic or unjustified threats. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this one time when i nearly crossed the line with them. in one of my speeches during our election period for the student body council (which i was forced to compete in), i was interrupted with annoying outbursts and laughter by the gang and i knew they were mocking me, but i just kept my cool. but the nervousness of being on stage combined with a bunch of fixated eyes which felt like they could bore a hole in my brain just by glaring wasn't doing much good, and i finally snapped at the gang like a teacher would to his students, 'if you guys dare, come up to this stage!', well okay, i said it in Malay 'kalau kamu semua berani, naik atas pentas lah!' (or something like it hahaha). the gang got quite, all eyes were fixated on them and i really thought i was gonna get it this time hahahaha. at the end of the election, i got the highest ballots (about 90% votes from all the students muahahaha) and was in the line to be the next student body council president only to become the vice president because of religion (which i don't really mind :P).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in time, the bikers started hanging out with me (and i thought there may be an ulterior motive), got me to participate in the group activities (which i rarely do because i still like the privacy of my own home) and started opening up with their problems. unknowingly, i was actually helping them in whatever way i can (mostly in academics) and they were looking out for my back, so it was a win-win situation for both sides :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i went through their pictures in facebook, it seems like they have since discarded their bikers gang persona and being more open and approachable to new people. and i couldn't help but feel happy for them. man, i do miss them a lot :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geez, i'm rambling like an old man aren't i? hahaha, the hell with it! ciao :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y071FFgqLBo/SuEhmthqEOI/AAAAAAAAAlA/tgNS1chVe44/s1600-h/8731_101584186524762_100000195445638_44757_6125190_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y071FFgqLBo/SuEhmthqEOI/AAAAAAAAAlA/tgNS1chVe44/s1600-h/8731_101584186524762_100000195445638_44757_6125190_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395630777506074850" style="WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y071FFgqLBo/SuEhmthqEOI/AAAAAAAAAlA/tgNS1chVe44/s320/8731_101584186524762_100000195445638_44757_6125190_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;a) being in one of the kompang troupes in my early semester (yes, i 'used' to know how to beat the kompang haha). man, i look young :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y071FFgqLBo/SuEhmeoHiYI/AAAAAAAAAk4/s-n10Cfujjw/s1600-h/5411_1176343923844_1085478400_30692152_6322499_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395630773506640258" style="WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y071FFgqLBo/SuEhmeoHiYI/AAAAAAAAAk4/s-n10Cfujjw/s320/5411_1176343923844_1085478400_30692152_6322499_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) I don't play the game, was just their manager for moral support (i think haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y071FFgqLBo/SuEhmyK-F_I/AAAAAAAAAlI/-jOHBbPWXjU/s1600-h/10120_133249173709_676578709_2522451_1038883_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395630778753095666" style="WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y071FFgqLBo/SuEhmyK-F_I/AAAAAAAAAlI/-jOHBbPWXjU/s320/10120_133249173709_676578709_2522451_1038883_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;c) The batch who broke tradition, made a difference and became the role models for the juniors :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y071FFgqLBo/SuEhmHQBxKI/AAAAAAAAAkw/ch-O7-GP-ZM/s1600-h/5411_1176333523584_1085478400_30692141_3952517_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395630767231583394" style="WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y071FFgqLBo/SuEhmHQBxKI/AAAAAAAAAkw/ch-O7-GP-ZM/s320/5411_1176333523584_1085478400_30692141_3952517_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d) the last hang out :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757903941180115503-1687188445912984493?l=periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com/2009/10/missing-years.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (JerryInc)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y071FFgqLBo/SuEhmthqEOI/AAAAAAAAAlA/tgNS1chVe44/s72-c/8731_101584186524762_100000195445638_44757_6125190_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757903941180115503.post-694546509640334976</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 10:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-27T23:25:39.374+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>idiosyncrasy</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>ramblings</category><title>idiosyncrasy...</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anger...the only emotion i'm damn familiar with. i don't quite understand, but there seems to be a whole lot of anger welling up inside me and i don't know why. i've since learned to keep it in check, substituting it with sarcasm whenever i'm not around family, hoping that it wouldn't leak out in public. given a choice, i would pummel anyone without hesitation or self control but since i am still conscientious of my surroundings, i suppose it'll be kept subdued for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of the time i wonder if there's a special place for someone like me to live in..a place where i can be all by myself without having the need to worry, care or think of anyone else, probably a separate dimension i can crawl into and get cut out from the rest of the world, void of all sounds and only to return when the need arises. depressing isn't it...but its not so much as depression, it feels kinda weird. the mood swings, sometimes the sudden irrational fears of meeting people, the unexplainable anger and all these leads to the personal solitary confinement. maybe i'm just tired of putting up a facade..the facade which is masked by the involuntary smile and laughter, maybe i desperately need to be left alone...pathetic isnt it :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, i kinda miss hanging out with friends and do some catching up, but not so much as everyday. probably once a month will do, a sustenance of some sort to the curious mind. geez, maybe there's no cure for my idiosyncrasy eh hahahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y071FFgqLBo/SuVR-UkFrMI/AAAAAAAAAlY/KYC-6dv_NCs/s1600-h/IMG_5387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396809859587222722" style="width: 320px; height: 214px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y071FFgqLBo/SuVR-UkFrMI/AAAAAAAAAlY/KYC-6dv_NCs/s320/IMG_5387.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Go figure....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ciao peeps...:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757903941180115503-694546509640334976?l=periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com/2009/10/idiosyncrasy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (JerryInc)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y071FFgqLBo/SuVR-UkFrMI/AAAAAAAAAlY/KYC-6dv_NCs/s72-c/IMG_5387.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757903941180115503.post-1916257051117309677</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Oct 2009 07:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-13T17:46:46.729+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>advice</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>pics</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>drinking</category><title>Dr. Ass in Practice haha</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;last night was another one of the many nights i went drinking alone again (yeah i know it's pathetic, but hey..gimme a break will you haha). and as i was seating minding my own business and ignoring everyone who were entering the premise, i suddenly got a hug from behind. it was a friendly hug and a bit childish and i couldn't turn my head around to see who it was but i noticed there was a girl standing beside me, smiling slyly...a stranger and my mind went into hyper speed making calculations based on the height and strength of the hug and only one person came to mind, a pal who i seem to have forgotten. frankly speaking, i was a bit disappointed..wasn't exactly the person i was hoping for, but hey..it was still a hug hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yo dude, what're you doing here?!" he asked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i should be asking you the same question" i replied with my usual laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"didn't expect to see you here and i missed you..been wanting to look you up" in a sudden change in tone of voice and i could tell he really did..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hey well, what's the use of technology, a short text message would suffice" laughing trying to clear the gloom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i texted you on your birthday and you didn't reply, i thought you were too busy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what?!! that's like about 3months ago. grow up dude haha. but truth be told, i kinda forgot about you and everyone else..." smirking at my own reply. "so, is this the infamous girlfriend you've been telling me about?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an exchange of awkward glances happened in a split second between them "noooo..she's just a friend, my senior in high school.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"owh...", feeling a bit awkward for about a second there and then they took their seats putting me in the middle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"so, you and your girlfriend are still together?" i asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yeah..more or less. we are having toubles, that's why i needed to speak to you. oh and you're still drinking here alone? you haven't change dude" he laughed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i smiled, and i knew where this was going. so we talked about all the shit he was going through, the stuff that has happened and finally, my advice to him was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"dude, i've told you before didn't i. both of you are still young (literally in their early 20s), and there are a lot of room for changes. you're taking your relationship too seriously, you have to loosen up a little. you can't be controlling her, especially now she's in uni. let her do whatever she wants, as long as she doesn't overstep the boundries. you can't be telling her not to do this or that, let her enjoy life, she's in uni for heaven's sake..she needs to loosen up as well. all you can do is just support whatever she's doing, if you think she's doing something wrong then just tell her off but not in a condescending manner. at least if things didn't work out between the both of you, she would remember you as her loving and supporting ex"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"but what about the promises we made before she left? doesn't it mean anything to her?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"geez dude, next time come up with a more realistic promises. you're not 15 or 17 year olds anymore.... grow up. honestly dude, the ball is in her court and she's on the winning side. all you can do now is just 'makan hati' (i have no idea how to translate that in english hahaha). if there is such a thing as a sacrifice in a relationship, this would be yours" smiling unconvincingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you know what, i hate it when you tell me stuff like these"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yeah, well...maybe you're just perverted cos you keep coming back for more", i thought but just gave him an approving smile instead.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that it's much easier said than done, heck, based on my track records of past relationships, i'm not even qualified to give out any advices hahaha. but i tell as how i see it, no sugar coating or any form of sweet words..just being my obnoxious self hahaha. but seriously, i would be left with guilt whenever i do give out these kinda stuff, not knowing whether my advices made sense or the thought that it may backfire can be quite disturbing...how's that for an ugly truth :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392014424398993538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y071FFgqLBo/StRIjQYVmII/AAAAAAAAAko/8AH7iQw497U/s320/Cheese+Roulade+served+with+Honey+Frostingwm.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"life isn't always sweet and cosy...remember that..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ciao peeps...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757903941180115503-1916257051117309677?l=periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com/2009/10/dr-ass-in-practice-haha.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (JerryInc)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y071FFgqLBo/StRIjQYVmII/AAAAAAAAAko/8AH7iQw497U/s72-c/Cheese+Roulade+served+with+Honey+Frostingwm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757903941180115503.post-5329140182783448305</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Oct 2009 01:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-10T05:50:41.327+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>email</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>humor</category><title>HUMOR OF THE DAY...</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Okay, some of you may not find this funny...but for those who are in the tourism and hospitality field would find this very amusing hahaha. Cheers peeps :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some holiday complaints submitted to Thomas Cook&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; "I think it should be explained in the brochure that the local store does not sell proper biscuits like custard creams or ginger nuts."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; "It's lazy of the local shopkeepers to close in the afternoons. I oftenfound i needed to buy things during 'siesta' time - this should be banned."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; "On my holiday to Goa in India , I was disgusted to find that almost every restaurant served curry. I don't like spicy food at all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; "We booked an excursion to a water park but no-one told us we had to bring our swimming costumes and towels."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; A woman threatened to call police after claiming that she'd been locked in by staff. When in fact, she had mistaken the "&lt;strong&gt;do not disturb&lt;/strong&gt;" sign on the back of the door as a warning to remain in the&gt; room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; "The beach was too sandy. We found the sand was not like the sand in the brochure. Your brochure shows the sand as yellow but it was white."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; A guest at a Novotel in Australia complained his soup was too thick and strong. He was inadvertently slurping the gravy at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; "Topless sunbathing on the beach should be banned. The holiday was ruined as my husband spent all day looking at other women."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; "We bought 'Ray-Ban' sunglasses for five Euros (£3.50)&gt; from a street trader, only to find out they were fake."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; "No-one told us there would be fish in the sea. The children were startled."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; "It took us nine hours to fly home from Jamaica to England,we found out it only took the Americans three hours to get home."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; "I compared the size of our one-bedroom apartment to our friends' three-bedroom apartment and ours was significantly smaller."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; "The brochure stated: 'No hairdressers at the accommodation'. We're trainee hairdressers - will we be OK staying here?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; "There are too many Spanish people. The receptionist speaks Spanish. The food is Spanish. Too many foreigners."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; "We had to queue outside with no air conditioning."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; "It is your duty as a tour operator to advise us of noisy or unruly guests before we travel."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; "I was bitten by a mosquito - no-one said they could bite."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; My fiancé and I booked a twin-bedded room, but we were placed in a double-bedded room. We now hold you responsible for the fact that I find myself pregnant. This would not have happened if you had put us in the room that we booked."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, some of you may not find this funny...but for those who are in the tourism and hospitality line would find this very amusing hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390045304645983026" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 189px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y071FFgqLBo/Ss1JpZqvmzI/AAAAAAAAAkY/Bei9fw8LmKE/s320/IMG_5453edtd.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;chill out peeps and cheers :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757903941180115503-5329140182783448305?l=periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com/2009/10/humor-of-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (JerryInc)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y071FFgqLBo/Ss1JpZqvmzI/AAAAAAAAAkY/Bei9fw8LmKE/s72-c/IMG_5453edtd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757903941180115503.post-585223306947255642</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 Oct 2009 15:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-27T19:19:31.873+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>confusion</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>hero</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>complex</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>pics</category><title>the complexity...</title><description>here i am seated in front of my laptop for the past 30minutes, blankly staring at it while, at the same time, squeezing my brain out for something i can write about. during the short period of inspiration seeking, a lot of stuff came to mind but nothing practical...everything was about food! KFC would come to mind and suddenly McDonald, alternating between fast food outlets, making me hungrier despite having a filling dinner. geez...and this only means one thing, if you have nothing good to write, then don't force yourself to hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but over the past few weeks i've been 'plagued' with a self concious doubt of who i really am, questioning my own individuality and my very own existence. i tried blocking it out from my head, but somehow rather a distant or vague voice keeps telling me that i should be 'out there' somewhere making a difference. yeah, it's a bit subjective...i mean, what kind of difference? better or worse? make difference to my own life or someone else's? but the most important question which needs answering to is 'how do i even begin?'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this isn't the first time i've been bothered by something like this..it has happened before throughout the different phases of my life and i would just shrug it off as something irrelevant. but whenever it does happen, it leaves a lasting deep impression..hence the doubts. call it a 'hero complex' or a 'calling', but whichever name is given doesn't change the fact that i'm still confused by whatever it may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, on a TOTALLY unrelated note...i think i have diarrhea, it maybe because of the amount of food i've been consuming the whole day or probably due to my greediness, i accidentally stuffed myself with spoiled food items hahaahahahaha. the hell with it, nothing a good dose of 100plus couldn't fix hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y071FFgqLBo/Ssj28_vplRI/AAAAAAAAAkE/4OM3g9FWmK8/s1600-h/lissa%27s+place+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388828481912673554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y071FFgqLBo/Ssj28_vplRI/AAAAAAAAAkE/4OM3g9FWmK8/s320/lissa%27s+place+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ps: "eye spy with my cat eyes, another confusing future ahead of me"...:p. this is one 'pussy' i'd like to hop into bed with hahahaha *disclaimer: this isn't my cat :p...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao peeps and goodnight :p...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757903941180115503-585223306947255642?l=periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com/2009/10/complexity.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (JerryInc)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y071FFgqLBo/Ssj28_vplRI/AAAAAAAAAkE/4OM3g9FWmK8/s72-c/lissa%27s+place+049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757903941180115503.post-5480707390621240984</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Sep 2009 18:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-24T09:00:07.488+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>crazy</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>hiatus</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>kuching</category><title>one of the crazies?...</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm not sure if the hiatus from blogging has done me any good, i'm still (literally) loss for words on what to say or how to end on what i may start. the fault is entirely mine though, and i don't think going for another long break from blogging would make any difference. maybe this is what they call a writers' block :p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could start an entry about my new job, but after a long thought, i figured that it's not much different from my old job. it's basically a love-hate relationship, i love my job yet i dislike the thought of waking up early in the morning for it hahaha. or i could blog about the happenings in my life, except that, i don't even know where to begin and what to tell. so far everyting has been great, i have yet to encounter anything bad (something which i couldn't handle), but despite all the good things, the smile and laughters, it feels like there's a dark spot within me which is somewhat eager to find the light or maybe...the other way around. confusing isn't it? well, tell me about it, i've been spending too much time alone that all the dormant incongruous thoughts are resurfacing..heck, but i'm not complaining...its these thoughts that have kept me entertained throughout my lack of social circle (of which i don't mind as well) hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but one scary thought came over me when i reflected on myself, i mean, if i couldn't be bothered much about the things around me and i can easily entertain myself regardless of anyone's presence...is there anything wrong with me? its a scary thought, maybe i am crazy...rationally crazy (is there even such word) hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of crazy, has anyone of you thought about what goes on in the head of mentally unstable people? it has always intrigued me on how their brain works. there was a time i tried to be close to them and just observe, hoping my eye contact could show me a glimpse of how their mind works. During my college years in Kuching, i had a part time job as a store assistant at a store similar to 7-11. Now, this brand has several branches around Kuching so i had a chance to move from one place to another. the job was mediocre, i mean...what do you expect, i was a STORE ASSISTANT hahaha, but what i looked forward to was the arrival of the city's 'crazies' - literally hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i managed to get close to three of these people, an old chinese guy, an old chinese woman and an old indian guy..and all of them smelt like like they slept in their own shit. even their hair was so dried up they actually stuck together and hardened- except for the chinese woman who looked quite normal, but she still smelled (yeah...think of gross, yucks.. haha). my first encounter was the crazy old woman, and it was my 2nd week on the job. she came into the store, seemingly normal, started picking up stuff and before i knew it, my colleague went to her and asked her to the leave the premise. she didn't though...she went straight to one of those waiting area in the store and just sat there...i didn't care though, i mean..she may be crazy but she's still human and besides, she was seated quitely minding her own business when suddenly she began shouting and started pointing her fingers to my collegues with a nasty glare (i think my colleague was initimidated by her) then suddenly she looked straight at me, made eye contact and all i did was smile...surprisingly, she mellowed down and moved her gaze to the floor. i then took her outside and told her (in my mixed broken chinese haha) that she's not supposed to go into the store. i wasn't sure if she understood me, but she then sat on the pavement hugging her knees. i went back in and looked at the items she picked up earlier, they were satchets of instant coffees. i smiled again, probably she wanted something to drink. picking up a styrofoam cup, i filled it with coffee and passed it to the woman. there wasn't any expression on her face though..no gratitude, no sinister look but just blank, which is something i'm quite familiar with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she would then occasionally come to the store, but just stayed at the entrance (which only happens when i'm on duty, she would barge in when i'm not around hahaha) and i would get her something like a cup of coffee, ice cream, candies and some other small stuff just for the sake of it :). it wasn't long when i learned from the old timers in the area on what happened to her. apparently, she lost her family few years back from a tragic accident and she hasn't been the same ever since. i was glad to know of it, at least she was once normal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i learned from them is that, humans are quite fragile...even when losing their sanity, they are unconciously craving to be part of the society, to be treated with kindness and to be understood. they may lose sight of who they once was, but they're still human nonetheless...just remember that... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757903941180115503-5480707390621240984?l=periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com/2009/09/once-of-crazies.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (JerryInc)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757903941180115503.post-5538284731876636314</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Sep 2009 07:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-03T17:54:19.034+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>bar</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>drunk</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>drinking</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>alone</category><title>the hermit...</title><description>yeah i know...i should start actively update this blog with the everyday happenings be it irrelevant, stupid or downright boring hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, went for a drink last night since today's gonna be a public holiday. mind you, i haven't been drinking as much as i used to nor have i been going out. i brought my camera along in case a photo opportunity arises for me to use in my line of work as an inspiration.  so there i was at my usual waterhole, still in my office attire and all alone taking random pictures while being glanced at strangely by the crowd. the hell with what they thought of me, i couldn't care less...i mean, if they have something against a (good looking) guy drinking all by himself at the bar counter with a camera in his hand, just know that it takes more to be alone by choice rather than be a pretentious idiot who thinks being surrounded by people they barely know is a cool way of gaining fame hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much was gained in the lone quality time, except for that one interesting brief episode which eventually hinted it was time for me to head home. here's the approximate re-enactment of the episode:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;guy&lt;/span&gt;: ko sendiri kah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;guy&lt;/span&gt;: ko photographer kah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: bukan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;guy&lt;/span&gt;: sa rasa ko mimang photographer, sebab beberapa kali suda sa nampak ko ambik2 gambar sebelum ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yeah, that got me wondering...it has been quite a while since i last did any street photography myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: yakah, ko silap urang tu, sa baru jak belajar bergambar ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;guy&lt;/span&gt;: ndalah, sa tau ko tu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*i think i gave him a disgusted smirk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;guy&lt;/span&gt;: ko ambik gambar kahwin kah? buli juga ko ambik gambar masa wedding sa nanti...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: nda lah, kan sa bilang sa baru jak belajar bergambar. tapi kalau ko mau, sa buli tulung rekomen photographer lain lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;guy&lt;/span&gt;: ko jangan rendah diri sana bah, sa tau ko buli tu jadi photographer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*okaaayyy...i was in the mood to be alone, and i don't appreciate strangers making small talk with me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: sepa nama ko tu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;guy&lt;/span&gt;: wan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: wan, ko celebrate raya kan? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*had to ask, he looked like a Malay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wan&lt;/span&gt;: ya, napa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: selamat menyambut bulan ramadhan &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*was hoping he would get the sarcasm and leave me alone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wan&lt;/span&gt;: tenkiu...ko cinakah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;*damn it...how stupid can a person be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: bukanlah, campur. ermmmm...pa ko buat sini time bulan ramadhan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*enter sarcasm again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wan&lt;/span&gt;: tedalah juga, saja rilek2 sma kawan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*with that remark, i kinda laughed...cos i realized i could be an ass with my next question...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: rilek-rilek aa &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*laugh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, ermmm...brapa hari ko nda buli pi masjid lepas hari ni? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*enter evil laugh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wan&lt;/span&gt;: ishh, jan ko gitu bah (and joined in the laughter...idiot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he started talking about stuff which i don't quite remember because i kinda blocked him out from my head..only after awhile was i kind enough to entertain him for abit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: sa mau balik suda lepas minuman sa abis ni..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wan&lt;/span&gt;: awal lagi bah, baru pukul 11 bah ni &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*while pointing to his wrist watch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: tapi jam sa bilang masa untuk pulang suda &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;*while pointing to the non-existent watch on my wrist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: sa rasa kawan ko sna boring suda tu...*another hint for him to leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wan&lt;/span&gt;: ya kan..nanti sa datang balik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*klu ko nda datang pun nda apa...i thought to myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the moment he left, i quickly finished my drink and quitely left the bar hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i got in my car, it suddenly dawned on me that....IT TOOK ME 4 LARGE BOTTLES OF BEER TO GET DRUNK hahahaha. gosh...i am getting old :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y071FFgqLBo/SscbINEUx_I/AAAAAAAAAjk/LFSTMc9pUus/s1600-h/alone+time...+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 352px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y071FFgqLBo/SscbINEUx_I/AAAAAAAAAjk/LFSTMc9pUus/s320/alone+time...+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388305306932791282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y071FFgqLBo/SscbIcJDhSI/AAAAAAAAAjs/O66PWtGvaZA/s1600-h/alone+time...+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 261px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y071FFgqLBo/SscbIcJDhSI/AAAAAAAAAjs/O66PWtGvaZA/s320/alone+time...+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388305310979163426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y071FFgqLBo/SscbIkPclLI/AAAAAAAAAj0/hUMjpRQrRCQ/s1600-h/alone+time...+024.jpg"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 177px; height: 261px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y071FFgqLBo/SscbIkPclLI/AAAAAAAAAj0/hUMjpRQrRCQ/s320/alone+time...+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388305313153455282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y071FFgqLBo/SscbHQiIZeI/AAAAAAAAAjc/Nga7BDwzCTM/s1600-h/alone+time...+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 356px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y071FFgqLBo/SscbHQiIZeI/AAAAAAAAAjc/Nga7BDwzCTM/s320/alone+time...+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388305290683246050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is good...ciao peeps :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y071FFgqLBo/SscZ-4neeJI/AAAAAAAAAjM/EOS1obFpEsM/s1600-h/alone+time...+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y071FFgqLBo/SscZ-4neeJI/AAAAAAAAAjM/EOS1obFpEsM/s1600-h/alone+time...+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757903941180115503-5538284731876636314?l=periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com/2009/09/hermit.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (JerryInc)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y071FFgqLBo/SscbINEUx_I/AAAAAAAAAjk/LFSTMc9pUus/s72-c/alone+time...+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757903941180115503.post-2562085060698853601</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 Jul 2009 13:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-31T16:53:45.820+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>birthday</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>relaxing</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>alone</category><title>the disrupted constancy...</title><description>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;i woke up this morning not exactly knowing what day it is. the heavy rain seemed more imperative then what the rest of the day has in store for me. after few minutes of lying down on my bed and after regaining sense of the surrounding, it occurred to me that today '&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; be different&lt;/span&gt;' than any other days. unfortunately, the excitement was momentarily outlived when i realized that '&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;today is just the same as any other days, until i decide to make it differently&lt;/span&gt;'. yeah, i'm a wet blanket even to myself haha :p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so basically, i started my day just as i would everyday; go to work, get stressed out at work, and back to work again convincing myself that i am not stressed out; a repetitive process until lunch time. for no apparent reason, i wanted to be alone during lunch hour, i didn't feel like mingling around and i definitely wasn't in the chatting mood. off i went, taking a 15 minutes stroll hoping to clear my mind (which was already blank in the first place haha) before deciding on which restaurant to patron for lunch. the mindless walking brought me to a familiar restaurant, a filipino restaurant and coincidentally enough, the place was vacant as it was just opening for business and i was their first customer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i liked the environment, no one around except for the workers and it felt really comfortable and safe...i suddenly got to thinking, that maybe, just maybe, everyone needs a place where they can comfortably go to without having to think what others are thinking. not to say a place where you're free to do whatever you want and be yourself, but more like a place where you can just relax...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signal hill used to be 'the' place i would go to. regardless of how dark and spooky it was, it didn't bother me the least. i liked the midnight chill, the eerie silence which would be broken by the passing cars and the gloomy darkness which has the charm to lull me to sleep, but the best part is, i have the place all to myself. after quite sometime, the place ceased to be mesmerizing and ever since then, i have yet to find a venue which could give off a similar impression :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the day continued as how it had started, and it should have ended the same as any other days as well. yeah, '&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;should have&lt;/span&gt;' is the operative word here. i don't exactly advertise my birthdate on my networking profiles nor do i disclose the date to anyone...the next thing i knew, i was presented with a cake with one candle lit. i 'should' be flattered, or even be slightly surprised because i wasn't expecting any of it, but i felt nothing and did nothing except to 'forcefully' give my colleagues a smile as a token of appreciation. yeah, today is my birthday...but that doesn't make it any special than yesterday or tomorrow because i'm just grateful to live another day. besides, i'm not exactly one to celebrate his own birthday haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again, my appreciation goes to these people who took time to wish me personally or sent me a message:&lt;br /&gt;a) my sisters: Gems, Ginds and Inden&lt;br /&gt;b) cousins: Tesz &amp;amp; Kane&lt;br /&gt;c) the gidiots: Mel, Yo &amp;amp; Shan (qualified by default haha)&lt;br /&gt;d) Kupi (the catalyst for the consequent wishes)&lt;br /&gt;e) Gidong&lt;br /&gt;f) Lissa&lt;br /&gt;g) Callixtus@Tom&lt;br /&gt;h) Mamai&lt;br /&gt;i) Gurangak&lt;br /&gt;j) Sebastian@Sabas&lt;br /&gt;k) mesh&lt;br /&gt;l) lastly, to my Colleagues and Ex-colleagues &amp;amp; the 'Dysfunctional Family' :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what exactly did i do on my birthday today? well, i'm now at coffee bean drafting this entry with a friend haha. cheers, ciao and thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i know the belated wishes would flood in after today, so pardon me if your name isn't listed..but do know that your wishes are appreciated just the same :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757903941180115503-2562085060698853601?l=periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com/2009/07/disrupted-constancy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (JerryInc)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757903941180115503.post-6398387289552467222</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 Jul 2009 03:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-26T23:53:38.993+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>ramblings</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>smiles</category><title>smiles...</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it has been awhile (a looong while) since my last entry and it's not because i don't have anything to say, in fact, i have loads to tell. but just like before, i seem to have difficulties finishing my entries, adding more to the existing unpublished entries in my draft folder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, how am i doing nowadays? hmmm...so far my new job and new working environment is good, i've been spending more time with my online animes ever since i got my new laptop, i've been a homebody for quite sometime now (and i like it hehe), i have loads of activities penned down after this next 3 months, i'm missing my ex-college mates and lastly, i'm just happy being where i am now. quite generic isn't it? well, sometimes the simplest things are the best things in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been thinking alot about the smiles on people's faces.., i mean, what do we see in them? how exactly do we perceive them? a single upward curve of the lips, is all it takes to encrypt a message either consciously or subliminally giving hints of sincerity, sarcasm, affection, hatred, sanity and others. yeah, a smile can divulge all those information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've always been attracted to another person's smile, not because of it looks good on anyone doing it but, just like the eyes, a smile can be just as intriguing :). deciphering the kind of smile a person expresses is like trying to read a person just by looking at their eyes, a body language which most people tend to overlook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my question now is...when was the last time you really smiled? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757903941180115503-6398387289552467222?l=periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com/2009/07/smiles.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (JerryInc)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757903941180115503.post-6098505940596305273</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Jun 2009 05:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-23T13:51:07.527+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>lyrics</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>music</category><title>When I see You Smile.....</title><description>Just for the sake of updating this blog, i'm gonna leave you with this evergreen slow rock :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dV16EbFEmgI&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dV16EbFEmgI&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN I SEE YOU SMILE - BAD ENGLISH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wonder&lt;br /&gt;If i'd ever make it through&lt;br /&gt;Through this world&lt;br /&gt;Without having in you&lt;br /&gt;I just wouldn't have a clue&lt;br /&gt;Cause sometimes it seems&lt;br /&gt;Like this world's closing in on me&lt;br /&gt;And there's no way of breaking free&lt;br /&gt;And then i see you reach for me&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wanna give up&lt;br /&gt;Wanna give in&lt;br /&gt;I wanna quit the fight&lt;br /&gt;And then i see you baby&lt;br /&gt;And everything's alright&lt;br /&gt;Everything's alright&lt;br /&gt;When i see you smile&lt;br /&gt;I can face the world&lt;br /&gt;Oh you know i can do anything&lt;br /&gt;When i see you smile&lt;br /&gt;I see a ray of light&lt;br /&gt;Oh i see it shining&lt;br /&gt;Right through the rain&lt;br /&gt;When i see you smile&lt;br /&gt;Baby when i see you smile at me&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;Baby there's nothing in this world that could ever do&lt;br /&gt;What the touch of your hand can do&lt;br /&gt;It's like nothing that i ever knew&lt;br /&gt;Hey&lt;br /&gt;And when the rain is falling&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel it&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're here with me now&lt;br /&gt;I wanna ask you baby&lt;br /&gt;It's all i¹ll ever need&lt;br /&gt;All i'll ever need&lt;br /&gt;When i see you smile&lt;br /&gt;I can face the world&lt;br /&gt;Oh you know i can do anything&lt;br /&gt;When i see you smile&lt;br /&gt;I see a ray of light&lt;br /&gt;Oh i see it shining&lt;br /&gt;Right through the rain&lt;br /&gt;When i see you smile baby&lt;br /&gt;Baby when i see you smile at me&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wanna give up&lt;br /&gt;I wanna give in&lt;br /&gt;I wanna quit the fight&lt;br /&gt;Then one look at you baby&lt;br /&gt;And everything's alright&lt;br /&gt;Hey everything's alright&lt;br /&gt;It's alright&lt;br /&gt;When i see you smile&lt;br /&gt;I can face the world&lt;br /&gt;Oh you know i can do anything&lt;br /&gt;When i see you smile&lt;br /&gt;I see a ray of light&lt;br /&gt;Oh i see it shining&lt;br /&gt;Right through the rain&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;When i see you smile&lt;br /&gt;Yeah i can face the world&lt;br /&gt;Oh you know i can do anything now&lt;br /&gt;When i see you smile&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;Baby when i see you smile&lt;br /&gt;Smile at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, 80's slow rock and ballads are still the best :). ciao peeps...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757903941180115503-6098505940596305273?l=periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-i-see-you-smile.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (JerryInc)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757903941180115503.post-2188275349873313461</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Jun 2009 01:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-22T13:02:22.143+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>confusion</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>dream</category><title>beautifully confused...:)</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;dreams, my way of escaping reality has been a big help for as long as i can remember. it's either an eye opener (rarely) or confusing (mostly) but regardless of which one is which, it's always pleasurable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my dreams hasn't been occuring as often as it used to or as it should be, or maybe i may have been dreaming but seem to have forgotten about it the moment reality weighed itself on me upon waking up :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but last night, i had one of the weirdest dreams which had me refreshed and feeling good. i can't really recall what it was, but i do remember it as snippets of events... short glimpses of different events being woven into a dream, like a quilt made from different materials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i said, i couldn't make out what i dreamt about but the confusion sure feels damn good as if i am bound to experience nothing but good things in the near future :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am rambling now aren't i, can't help it though...i FEEL DAMN GOOD! hahaha. ciao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757903941180115503-2188275349873313461?l=periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com/2009/06/beautifully-confused.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (JerryInc)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757903941180115503.post-8235929411896554792</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Jun 2009 04:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-27T23:58:13.973+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>free</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>life</category><title>a reminder...</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"the morning sky is depressingly dark...but i like, it has a sense of tranquility amidst the chaos :)...", reads my facebook status message this morning. literally, it means exactly what was written. but its significance lies within the obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for two days, i managed to confuse my fragile mind with unnecessary or irrelevant thoughts, ideas, assumptions, theories etc etc to the point of being deprived of a restful slumber. none of it was important, but things keep popping up in my head one thing after the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as i was sitting at my desk looking through the window right across me, i could see the leaves rustling due to the strong wind and suddenly heavy rain started pouring down. in that instant, i realized that things aren't as bad and if they aren't as bad then definitely it couldn't get any worse :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not saying i've been on a string of bad lucks, no..nothing of that sort. it's just that there are times when we take granted of the things around us or moments when we successfully convinced ourselves the good things we have now should be better than how it is, that we failed to appreciate the little things in life. put it simply, i have a good life (to say the least) and everything seems to be in order...but deep down inside, i've always wanted more than what i'm having now. it may be greed or it may be a desire to be better which brought this kind of thinking, but whichever it is, as long as i'm doing it right than there's nothing to complain about..right? :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i've said this before, but regardless of the repetitions, everyone seems to forget. so here i am again reminding everyone including myself to appreciate the little things because if the best things in life are free than the simple ones should be less complicated :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757903941180115503-8235929411896554792?l=periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com/2009/06/reminder.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (JerryInc)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757903941180115503.post-7432539771190761874</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Jun 2009 08:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-10T10:57:50.217+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>ramblings</category><title>am loving it...</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;a lot of good things has happened to me as of late and i couldn't help but count my blessings. for starters, i'll be working in a totally new environment come July (but sadly still in the hotel line haha) and frankly speaking, i'm looking forward to it..counting the days when i will be working with new people, making new friends, meeting new acquaintances and probably make a mark of my own in this close circuited field :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but with this good news and new job, i was expecting something negative to counteract the positivism (there's no such thing as something 'good', it's like yin and yang, an antithesis) and after a short waiting period, it finally materialized hahaha. yeah, apparently i will be served for haven't been paying my study loans for these past few years..in other words i will be brought to court for my own irresponsibility hahaha. but you know what, i'm not even the least worried, maybe because i know that everything would turn out right. i may not be able to pay the amount at the designated time (which is by this monday hahaha), but i believe it could be settled through some kind of agreement or discussion without having to go through court (fingers crossed). but i'll only worry about that come this monday, which means i would need to make calls and stuff hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think age is quickly catching up to me. i'm only in my late 20's but i already feel like i'm in my early 40's hahaha. i tried recalling my past memories in the couple of years, but try as i may, everything seems to be a blur like a dream. maybe it's the consequence of being ignorant all these while or maybe my brain activities are deteriorating more rapidly than expected :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got a lot of things going on in my head but i just couldn't get hold of one single thought. it feels a lot like there's a bird fluttering inside trying to get out making everything a jumble with every flap of its wings :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tendered my resignation a few days ago, and the news of me leaving spread like wildfire after it was announced in the management morning briefing (which is quite an honor since only an upper management's resignation would be announced) and shared with the rest of the staff with access to the corporate email (which i rather they didn't because i had in-house calls nearly every 30 minutes, explaining to them why i was leaving. yeah, flattering but guilt stricken).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as mentioned earlier, i am really looking forward to the new challenges and this time, i would have more time for my friends..so wait for me peeps :). ciao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ps: really really really gonna miss my old workplace...and i am loving life! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757903941180115503-7432539771190761874?l=periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com/2009/06/am-loving-it.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (JerryInc)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757903941180115503.post-42331520755689379</guid><pubDate>Sun, 31 May 2009 14:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-01T04:01:40.530+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>life</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>gyroscopic inertia</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>rotating</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>science</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Happy</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>relationship</category><title>happiness is a state of mind - FACT!!...hahaha</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i couldn't exactly recall when was the last time i went for a drinking marathon, been too occupied with work this past few months which limited my alcohol consumption to once or twice every one or two weeks. which is good though, it actually helped alot in regards to my weight loss haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for the past couple of days, i've been on a drinking spree with family and friends due to the long public holiday we are having and after all those booze and relaxation, it feels like i've been on a holiday for one whole month and i can't wait to get back to work because honestly speaking...i'm getting bored of not doing anything solid and being away from my desk feels like i'm missing out in something hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the long holiday was good, i mean i had a chance to reconnect with old friends and got to meet up with new acquaintances. i am so relaxed that, metaphorically speaking, my brain has been resetted and ready to accept new inputs and new ideas for improvement is pouring in like an unblocked dam flooding all those doubts and negativities into the dark abyss hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, just wanna share with you peeps how happy i am with my life right now. one of my cousins asked me 'aren't you tired of being single?' and my response was 'i am happy with where i am now, so no..i'm not'. which is true, i mean, everything is falling into place, i am heading towards my self contentment that i don't need any insignificant distractions to steer me away from my focus or drown me in insecurities, doubts or any of those menial emotional factors. yeah, i do miss having someone to be with me to share my good and bad times but...who needs a relationship when i can do that with my few good friends and family, right? hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay...enough ramblings for now. gonna get ready for another drinking binge (yeah i know it's late but hey...there are places which opens until late haha). ciao peeps :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ps: had a drunken discussion in one of our drinking session and one of the topics we touched on was on science. we had a debate on 'gyroscopic inertia' and i couldn't get it out off my head until today (partly because i have a thing with rotating objects hehe). damn it, i'm so curious to learn more that i've begun to read more on it and the worst part is...i'm was not even a science stream student! damn you physics!! hahaha. read up on it guys...quite an interesting concept :).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757903941180115503-42331520755689379?l=periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com/2009/05/happiness-is-state-of-mindhahaha.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (JerryInc)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757903941180115503.post-5381299819098401984</guid><pubDate>Thu, 28 May 2009 09:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-28T18:19:18.801+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>hotel</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>anticipation</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>work</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>job</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>opportunity</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>suspense</category><title>the outcome...</title><description>from swirling confusion to undescribable gratefulness, that's all i can say about what i'm feeling right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as of a few minutes ago, i realized my existence in this company wasn't for nothing at all...in fact, i am acknowledged by nearly everyone including the management but the most vital acknowledgement i received was from the GM and it flattered me to the point of being afraid to even make eye contact with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boss had a chat with the rest of the upper management and after sharing with them what i had shared with her earlier this morning, the GM was opposed of my decision from resigning and even came up with few suggestions on making sure i don't leave the company/ brand on the grounds that he would've done the same if he was in my shoes :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the few suggestions he proposed were:&lt;br /&gt;a) i should be transferred to other departments for experience but my boss were against it as she said my career path is in the line i'm in now.&lt;br /&gt;b) move to our sister property downtown, and still, my boss were against it as she knew i wouldn't be happy working with the head of department over there (yeah, she's a back stabbing spinster).&lt;br /&gt;c) let me take up the offer at the other hotel and call me back within 6 months time (yeah, i went like 'what?!!, isn't there a code of professionalism in this regards especially when it involves the same field?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the most flattering was:&lt;br /&gt;d) he actually asked my boss to give our sister property in KL a call (the area director or the head of a specific hotel) to fit me in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which my boss did, and apparently the head of department for that sister hotel has a vacancy as her assistant had just left a couple of days ago. my boss asked me if i was interested to work there and i excitedly answered 'yes' but depending on how much i would be getting. i've stayed in that hotel, and i love the place...it's kinda small but it has a big potential of being the next best place to work at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, come to think of it...now i'm excited, more confused but just plain glad of how things turned out to be. sometimes, our potentials are only visible to other people and we need them to acknnowledge our capabilities for improvement :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i didn't know things could get a bit complicated...if i had known beforehand how much i'm worth, i would've done this a long time ago hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757903941180115503-5381299819098401984?l=periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com/2009/05/outcome.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (JerryInc)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757903941180115503.post-5726642286621313164</guid><pubDate>Thu, 28 May 2009 05:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-28T16:23:52.225+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>hotel</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>anticipation</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>work</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>job</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>opportunity</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>suspense</category><title>me ultimatum...</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my whole day has been a complete suspense, the contemplation of doing the right thing has left my heart racing and my mind swirling with confusion..it feels a lot like breaking up with someone you really care about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i decided to break the news to my boss regarding my decision to resign and pursue a better opportunity. i was feeling a bit drowsy from the anticipation of trying to catch her at a right time, i was lightheaded when i broke the news to her and now i feel like crying because i felt like i dissapointed someone (not that i could shed any tears anymore haha). the feeling sucked...terribly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: Boss, can i have a talk with you for a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boss&lt;/strong&gt;: pasal apa? (what about?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* maybe my action of shutting the door gave her a hint on what was about to be said*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boss&lt;/strong&gt;: ko mau resign? (you want to resign?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*ignoring that remark *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: this is not easy for me to say, but i have an offer elsewhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* a moment of silence...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boss&lt;/strong&gt;: hmm...where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: *&amp;amp;^%$#..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* she then asked me the usual qustions when someone is leaving for another company, like, how much are they offering you? what is the position offered? etc etc...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boss&lt;/strong&gt;: i'm the kind of person who wouldn't stop anyone if they were offered something better but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*the long pause after the 'but' gave me an uncomfortable feeling...more like a note of dissapointment setting in...*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boss&lt;/strong&gt;: but...i would rather you stay with us. okay, what if the company is willing to counter offer you, would you take it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*damn it...i was afraid of this. i just want this to be over with quickly..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: that depends, but frankly speaking...i am quite keen on taking up the offered job because i need a change of environment, something new..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boss&lt;/strong&gt;: yeah, but what if you were counter offered?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: that dependslah...but like i said, i'm going for a new experience &lt;em&gt;*forcing a smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boss&lt;/strong&gt;: i enjoy working with you, i mean, your predecessor has her own strength which is writing, but you have the optimistic attitude to deal with whatever is thrown at you and that's what everyone likes about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: yeah, i guess :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boss&lt;/strong&gt;: are you leaving because of me? sebab saya slalu marah-marah? (because i'm always being uptight?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: No lah, if it was because of you...i would've left a long time ago &lt;em&gt;*giggling at my own remark*.&lt;/em&gt; In fact, i had an enjoyable time working with you despite your temper because, as you know...i can ignore you whenever i want to &lt;em&gt;*now laughing at my answer, which was followed by a giggle from my boss*. &lt;/em&gt;but despite my decision to leave, i would like to work here if an opportunity arises. our hotel is still different from the rest, everyone's like a family here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* it wasn't easy when i first started working with her, i actually had a hard time dealing with all the requests and tantrums haha, but then...i've always known i wasn't a quitter so i stayed just to prove her wrong*.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boss&lt;/strong&gt;: okay, we'll talk about this some other time. Just be prepared to be counter offered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: ok boss, but just so you know, i'm interested in the offer not because of the pay but because of the experience..the money is only secondary :) &lt;em&gt;*which is true, because i know they can afford to do the counter offer, but i was really serious when i said i needed a new change of environment*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt apologetic, and i did apologize even when i know i'm not doing anything wrong. gosh..i really do need to lie down somewhere and clear my mind off. but hey, at least i got the burden off my shoulder, for the time being that is hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: everyone thought my decision to move was the right thing to do...in fact, most of the people in the hotel keeps saying stuff like 'i'm surprised you could stay this long' or 'about time you move on'. but to everyone out there...ignorance is bliss and optimism rules! :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757903941180115503-5726642286621313164?l=periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com/2009/05/me-ultimatum.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (JerryInc)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757903941180115503.post-3185411359510315188</guid><pubDate>Wed, 27 May 2009 01:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-27T18:15:15.540+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>festival</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>tradition</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>culture</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>sabah</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>harvest</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>kaamatan</category><title>my take on kaamatan...</title><description>Today is Wednesday the 27th of May, and (i believe) all Sabahans are looking forward to the weekends because in two days time, this 'Land Below The Wind' will be enjoying a festivity which is quite similar to the German Oktober Fest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year in May is a festive month for the few indigenous tribes in Sabah, namely the Kadazan, Dusun, Rungus and Murut people. It is the month of appreciation for a bountiful paddy harvest with the main celebration commencing at the end of the month starting with a few paganistic traditional rituals and culminates with a state wide beauty pegeant also known as 'Unduk Ngadau'. *Please click &lt;a href="http://www.kdca.org.my/what_is_kaamatan.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for more information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i don't know much about the traditions and rituals as, frankly speaking,...i've never seen the actual or even participated in the event. come to think of it, i don't even celebrate the occasion (in a traditional sense) :). i'm one of those unfortunate few new generations who takes this opportunity at this time of year as an excuse to binge on alcohol and get wasted :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not quite proud of my ignorance because in the long run, if 70% of this state's population is as ignorant as i am, our unique cultures and traditions might be lost within a nick of time. but in this driven world of technology, science and rationality, tradition seems to to be corroded bit by bit without many of us realizing it and the dominating influence of religion are hindering the spiritual aspect of these traditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing much that can be done about this matter because we live in an ever changing world where nothing stays long enough to make a difference. all we can hope for is that more new generations would take interest in preserving our heritage thus assuring its continutiy for generations to come :).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757903941180115503-3185411359510315188?l=periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-take-on-kaamatan.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (JerryInc)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757903941180115503.post-5888312139390707957</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 May 2009 02:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-27T20:47:55.242+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>event</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>hog rally</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>webzine</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>life</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>life and style</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>blue note</category><title>saturday blast...</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the recent saturday was a blast for me, after being a hermit for the past couple of months i finally took the time off to enjoy myself. but bear in mind, if it wasn't for the invitation from the woman that made it happen (yeah &lt;a href="http://polarbearshan.blogspot.com"&gt;shan&lt;/a&gt;, am talking about you muahaha), i wouldn't have even bothered going if it was something else...it's more like moral support to a friend in need (which would still be one helluva event regardless of my attendance haha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what did i plan on doing if i wasn't at the party?..hmm, lemme see...probably nothing :). i was still a bit fatigued (not exactly hungover) from the session we had the night before, so i thought of getting an early headstart in slumberland. but since i've committed myself to attending this event, it would reflect badly on me if i were to cancel it at the last minute without any concrete excuse :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the time came, i hopped into my car and drove directly to Shangri-La's Tanjung Aru Resort's fun pub, the &lt;strong&gt;Blue Note&lt;/strong&gt;, where the cocktail party for the official launching of &lt;a href="http://www.lifeandstyle.com.my"&gt;LifeandStyle.com.my &lt;/a&gt;webzine (by invites only) took place (and i was approximately 30minutes late haha). it started a bit slow for me that night, i mean, i was still contemplating whether to mingle around or just be an observer but in the end..i decided to mingle and i think i've achieved my mingling quota which would cover the first and second quarter of the year hahaha. then again, the mingling around was only to serve my own selfish need, it's part of my job in the communications field to maintain rapports and relationships especially with the media people :). the moving around soon bore me, but good thing a fellow gidiot was around, which proved to be the other set of adventure i needed in one single night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we didn't stay long for the event, two hours surrounded by strangers in a deafening and dim lighted environment is more than what i can handle :). i decided to join fellow gidiot Mel at the 'Hog Rally' which was held at the same venue but different location and that was my hiatus of the night hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not much of a biker, but there's something about big bikes that can really turn on a guy (or maybe i'm just the only weird one who sees it that way hahaha) -in a non-sexual way :p. anyhow, i wasn't there for the bikes, instead i was there to be surrounded by familiar faces and of course....the free booze (what can i say, i'm a guy and a cheapskate. besides, the best things in life are free hahaha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all, i would say the night turned out to be rather unexpected. i didn't expect to be entertained, i didn't expect to be having fun and i didn't expect how much i've missed out on life's little pleasures of hanging out with friends :). i really do need to get a life, well..not really. i just need to make time for life hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ps: pictures will posted soon enough...once i get my hands on them hehehe. ciao....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757903941180115503-5888312139390707957?l=periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com/2009/05/saturday-blast.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (JerryInc)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757903941180115503.post-2831404043355126607</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 May 2009 06:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-24T14:09:30.832+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>misc</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>mass video</category><title>the massess....</title><description>mass optimism :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/7EYAUazLI9k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/7EYAUazLI9k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool isn't it? wonder if it'll ever happen here in Kota Kinabalu :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757903941180115503-2831404043355126607?l=periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com/2009/05/massess.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (JerryInc)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757903941180115503.post-4544746095473834487</guid><pubDate>Sat, 23 May 2009 05:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-23T14:08:48.112+08:00</atom:updated><title>am i weird? or i am weird!</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;either way, the fact that i am different from everyone else doesn't give anyone the rights to judge me right? hahaha. i mean, there isn't anyone in this world who are exactly the same which means...everyone is in fact weird in their own unique ways! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i am a bit stressed out sitting here in the office since yesterday and this time, it has nothing to do with work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;our office is currently undergoing a minor renovation, or upgrading after 10 years of being in the same condition. it's a good thing to have this change, but what annoys me the most is:&lt;br /&gt;a) packing stuff&lt;br /&gt;b) moving the packed stuff&lt;br /&gt;and most of all...&lt;br /&gt;c) having to work with all the mess!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a neat guy (most of the time haha), slightly a perfectionist and quite an organized individual. as much as i like changes, there are somethings i prefer to remain where they are for the sake of convenienvce. but all this moving around and messiness has gotten me confused and disoriented, stressing me out to the extent of hyperventilating (literally!) hahaha. i'm so lost that i don't even know whether to be angry, or cry, or take it as an excuse to play hookie! :p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in order to calm myself down, i decided to blog about this (writing is therapeutic..for me at least hehe) and walla...an impromptu entry! so, how messy is messy for me? look at the picture below: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338894562691032898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y071FFgqLBo/SheQUW52p0I/AAAAAAAAAik/-pbVlHsHb9g/s320/2009_05230002.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt; CAN YOU IMAGINE IF YOUR WORK STATION IS LIKE THIS?!! I MEAN, WHO IN THE RIGHT MIND WOULD BE ABLE TO WORK IN SUCH A MESS!!! (okay okay...i'm nagging like a woman now and i should stop hahahaha)..................WTH?!!! hahaha. btw, that's my workstation with the computer switched on and no i don't like coke, had to have it this time since there weren't any other drinks available to ease the hangover hahahahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757903941180115503-4544746095473834487?l=periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com/2009/05/am-i-weird-or-i-am-weird.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (JerryInc)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y071FFgqLBo/SheQUW52p0I/AAAAAAAAAik/-pbVlHsHb9g/s72-c/2009_05230002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757903941180115503.post-1338880181602471975</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 May 2009 22:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-19T16:44:39.707+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>sleep</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>office</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>workaholic</category><title>tired and sleepy...</title><description>it's 6.33am on a monday and i haven't had a wink since i came to work on a sunday morning until now. feeling somewhat drowsy from the lack of sleep and i'm thinking of getting the day off once this project is done and passed to my GM before he leaves to someplace out of the country for his meeting and presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, my immediate boss isn't around and i can't really let our artist to be in charge of the department in the absence of my boss and me in case something came up...but geez...i'm tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm beginning to wonder...am i really a workaholic? i've been getting that remark quite often lately but i would just shrug it off in ignorance because basically my definition of a workaholic is someone who couldn't stand a day without being at his workstation haha. in my case, as much as i like to be at my desk, i don't go around looking for something to do just to kill the time, in fact...i'm just waiting for that opportunity when i can have that long awaited R&amp;R. plainly speaking, i didn't choose to be busy all the time, they (everyone) chose me to be their miracle worker..someone who could deliver whatever they asked for. sometimes it's hard being an all rounder, not to mention smart (yeah yeah i know...self praise is no praise hahaha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, this is gonna be a short entry, only because my mind isn't working hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning and ciao peeps :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757903941180115503-1338880181602471975?l=periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com/2009/05/tired-and-sleepy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (JerryInc)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757903941180115503.post-778411601761063861</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 May 2009 06:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-17T15:30:30.148+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>misc</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>i.q</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>email</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>test</category><title>left or right brained...</title><description>got this from my email and i would have to agree, this is cool (in a childish kinda way hehe). Not really sure if it's an appropriate method to test one's I.Q though because i don't think i'm even close to being a genius hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Give this more than 30 seconds.  Pretty Cool!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;    There is an explanation below the photo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;img src="http://us.mg2.mail.yahoo.com/ya/download?mid=1%5f368229%5fAD4xvs4AAMn%2fSg%2bfgAidCF0wXqg&amp;amp;pid=2.2&amp;amp;fid=Inbox&amp;amp;inline=1&amp;amp;stationery=1" border="0" width="300" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a) If you see this lady turning in clockwise you are using your right brain&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;b) If you see it the other way, you are using left brain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;c) Some people do see both ways, but most people see it only one way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; If you try to see it the other way and if you do see, your IQ is above 160 which is almost a genius.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Then see if you can make her go one way and then the other by shifting the brain's current&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(like peanuts :p)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOTH DIRECTIONS CAN BE SEEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    This was proved at Yale University, over a 5 year study on the human brain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    and it's functions. Only 14% of the US population can see her move both ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LEFT BRAIN FUNCTIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    uses logic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    detail oriented&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    facts rule&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    words and language&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    present and past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    math and science&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    can comprehend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    knowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    acknowledges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    order/pattern perception&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    knows object name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    reality based&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    forms strategies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    practical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    safe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RIGHT BRAIN FUNCTIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    uses feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    "big picture" oriented&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    imagination rules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    symbols and images&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    present and future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    philosophy &amp;amp; religion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    can "get it" (i.e. meaning)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    believes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    appreciates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    spatial perception&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    knows object function&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    fantasy based&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    presents possibilities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    impetuous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    risk taking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool isn't it? would be interested to know who else out there is ambidextrous. ciao :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;ps: see..told you peeps i was unique (as if) haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757903941180115503-778411601761063861?l=periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com/2009/05/left-or-right-brained.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (JerryInc)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757903941180115503.post-4736742915741103821</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 May 2009 04:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-02T19:03:27.353+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>confusion</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>emotion</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>feeling</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>hate</category><title>confused hatred? :p</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hate, a strong word which describes one's emotion towards someone or something, denoting negative or ill-intentioned manners, thoughts and feelings. If we were to ask around every individual we meet and ask them what are the things they hate, we may discover that nearly everyone has something they would wish were never there in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but do we really understand what the word 'hate' means..what it actually connotes? If your answer is no, than you and i are in the same boat. I have yet to encounter anyone or anything i couldn't deal with :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hate can be easily confused when you're angry, dissapointed, heartbroken, being lied to, used and played around. for example, we use the word hate, such as 'i hate you!' when we're angry at someone, but the fact is, we don't really mean it. the only reason we said it was because...it was the closest shortest word to describe how angry we are. we can't say 'i am really, really, really angry at you!' because by the time we get to the second 'really', the long sentence would sound idiotic haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i said before, i don't know what hate is and hopefully i would never have to. i may dislike somethings but that doesn't mean i hate them. maybe, i just don't have it in me to hate anyone or anything, or maybe nothing significant has happened yet which could push me into having that negative emotion :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao peeps :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ps: well..maybe i do have something that i hate. i HATE feeling weak :).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757903941180115503-4736742915741103821?l=periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com/2009/05/confused-hatred-p.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (JerryInc)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757903941180115503.post-7527314178141812307</guid><pubDate>Sat, 16 May 2009 05:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-16T14:51:28.294+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>choices</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>decisions</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>ramblings</category><title>decisions decisions....</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;man...i'm tired, and i really do need a long break. i'm not as busy as before (well, maybe i am..), but the feeling of being demotivated has been haunting me for quite sometime and frankly speaking, it is affecting my work performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nontheless, i've been professional enough in my work commitments. i do my best to complete every given task and try hard to ignore the fact that i need sometime out from the office all in the name of professionalism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i was browsing through my calender and diary, i realized that, i've only taken 2 days off from my annual leave and i have several more off days to clear. i'm not the kind of person who plans the holidays beforehand because in my line of work, anything can change. so basically, i can only do a last minute, spontaneous plan if i were to go on holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder, is it worth it to work myself to the bones? what would i get in return? am i satisfied with what i'm doing now? okay, i've said this before and i'm saying it again, i love my job and i love what i do...but it's so physically and mentally draining i wish i was doing something else. then again, i think every job in this world are more or less the same, there are always the pros and cons to everything. we can't have everything we want, and in the end, we tend to choose what we think is best for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, making choices doesn't only apply to our working life...in fact, it applies to our daily norm from everyday strangers to relationships. but irregardless where it is applied, the fact remains that, making a choice or decision has its own certain degree of difficulty levels starting from easy to indecision hahaha. it's &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;easy&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;when we know what we want, it's &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;difficult&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; when we want more than what we should have or what we can handle and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indecision&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; comes in when we have no idea what we want but still wants to have everything (yeah, can't blame these kinda people though...they're only human, we're only humans :)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a trick when it comes to decision making, for some cases, it's actually two pronged. the decisions we make doesn't affect or apply to ourselves only but also to the people around us, so be wise when deciding on something :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there isn't a right or wrong when making a decision because, every decision we make are based on what we think and know is best for us. even when what we decided didn't turn out to be what we thought it would be like, don't complain and don't point fingers to anyone because at the end of the day, it was us who made the final choice...we just have to live with what we had decided and try to make it better overtime. ciao peeps :)..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: maybe i should call myself Dr. J...and drive everyone crazy with all these insensible ramblings hahaha. cheerio mates :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757903941180115503-7527314178141812307?l=periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com/2009/05/decisions-decisions.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (JerryInc)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-757903941180115503.post-1644593258132262947</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 May 2009 05:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-15T15:15:51.551+08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Sipadan</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>island</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>vote</category><title>VOTE FOR SIPADAN!</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i bet most of you are a bit bored of reading about my selfish ludicrous thoughts on everything. so here's a change, instead of blogging about myself, i'm gonna blog about 'Voting Sipadan For The New Seven Wonders Of Nature!' (okay yeah, you got me...i don't know what else to blog about hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe most of us may have heard of it and being Malaysians, especially Sabahans, we are proud to be even listed in the poll because come on, the whole world is beginning to take note of our existence and we now have something great on par with the other countries to brag about! :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what makes the Sipadan island different from the rest, i mean, it's an island in the middle of nowhere and just like any other stand alone islands, they're bound to be surrounded with amazing land and underwater scenery. so what's so special about Sipadan? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I have seen other places like Sipadan, 45 years ago, but now no more. Now we have found an untouched piece of art" - Jacques Cousteau&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case any of you didn't know, Sipadan Island was nothing more than just an island, that is until Jacque Cousteaus filmed a documentary 'Ghost Of The Sea Turtles' which propelled the island to international fame. But due to the fame itself, the island suffered damages from the constant on land and underwater activities which triggered the government and other private bodies to take better precautionary (some drastic) measures in preventing the deterioration of the island, especially its marine life...and truth be told, after several years of abiding the rules and everyone's intrinsic need to protect the area rather than greed, Sipadan island is now close to regaining its once breathtaking beauty as it should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compared to any known islands in the world, Sipadan is different due to it's geographical location which sits right at the heart of the Indo-Pacific basin where it is one of the world centre's richest marine habitats which supports more than 3,000 species of fish and hundreds of corals, which has been documented and classified in this ecosystem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, for the voting part. I realize the voting process from the the main organizer (&lt;a href="http://www.new7wonders.com/"&gt;New7Wonders&lt;/a&gt;) can be quite a hassle. But don't fret, being the most active body in disseminating information and bringing awareness to everyone in this regard, &lt;a href="http://www.sabahtourism.com/"&gt;Sabah Tourism&lt;/a&gt; has set up a website which has simpler voting procedure. so just click on this link '&lt;a href="http://www.votesipadan.com/"&gt;Vote Sipadan&lt;/a&gt;' and do your part in gaining world recognition for Sipadan! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.votesipadan.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335943033298491570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y071FFgqLBo/Sg0T6vF6GLI/AAAAAAAAAic/g3WtFHIFw7s/s320/7-Wonders-of-Nature-Big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;VOTE SIPADAN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ps: do your part peeps and let the world know what we have! Ciao :).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/757903941180115503-1644593258132262947?l=periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://periphrastic-prolix.blogspot.com/2009/05/vote-for-sipadan.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (JerryInc)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y071FFgqLBo/Sg0T6vF6GLI/AAAAAAAAAic/g3WtFHIFw7s/s72-c/7-Wonders-of-Nature-Big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item></channel></rss>