Apparently, none of these would make any sense if i just let this journal die without any trace of remorse from my part. It did felt pretty liberating at first. But as time continues to flow, I was more and more pulled by the strong gravitational force of scribbling in here. Truth is, I didn't feel any better now ( Read more... )

There's been a lot of times I felt like off-ing myself for a moment. Not doing anything. Even breathe. Not dead. Just... off. One moment everything went well, there seemed plenty of things to look forward to, then the next thing I know, everything flushes down to the rathole. I enjoyed the hectic life. But then again things doesn't always turn up ( Read more... )

It finally happened! I just simply hate it when my so called 'predictions' or even doubts and worries come true. I didn't quit my last job, to come here and start a new one, only to see it turned to ashes just because of some miscommunications between my producer and our investors. So here I am, backtracked, back to square one, somewhere back when ( Read more... )

It has been around 2 weeks at this new place. I can't determine whether I really like this place, or I fuckin love this place. It's that hard, considering the atmosphere and certainly the collegues were a quadrillion times better than my previous place. I made a correct choice. I must have. I've been cutting down my precious sleeping hours to meet ( Read more... )

Turns out that his gout problem is really serious. He can't even get up properly even to go to the toilet. I expect Ma and Pop would be coming down somewhere tomorrow and takes him off to Kuantan for his 'traditional' treatments. I for one do not believe in such methods, but it's better than doing nothing and moaning about it. I guess I should feel ( Read more... )

Odd. I was happily larking at the office, downloading some amusing stuffs when I received a call just now from Nizam, my second brother telling me that the eldest of us all has been admitted to the Pantai Medical Center off Bangsar. He said that it has got something to do with his legs. I didn't get to chat with him much on the phone. He told me to ( Read more... )

Jonas Wilmer has FINALLY gone back to to his native Sweden. I actually pity that guy, he's been away from home in these part of the wretched world for roughly 2 months. I didn't spend as much time as I'd liked with him, thanks largely to Zahariz who've forgotten to tell me about his arrival earlier. I only managed to bring him to Pertama and ( Read more... )

Since the pictures from Khuzai's wedding still hasn't arrived yet, I'll have to put hold on what to write about last Sunday's night. I should pester Marini and Azhar for them, but I know for sure that they'll tell me to go and 'buy a digital camera' so I won't be asking for pictures around instead of splashing them for upgrading my car's audio ( Read more... )

Sunday - I played a part in thrashing this Victoria Institution Old Boys team last Sunday. We won 6-1, and well, that one particular goal which they scored was rather a silly mistake from my part - no, it was a HORRIBLE mistake! It was a direct freekick, the dude shot, the ball was travelling towards above my head quite rapidly. I managed to stop ( Read more... )

After 2 days of waiting and waiting, finally it's been confirmed a few hours ago. Two of my relatives, Jehan and Adin were killed in the tsunami waves that hit this part of Asia. I was very much surprised actually, I had knew them to be fighters, survivors. I guess they simply didn't have enough time to make haste from there. Apparently on that day ( Read more... )