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How are things?
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Fri, 17 Feb 2012 16:59:45
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"He got up at about five, got back to supper at nine, or later, and maybe that wasnt some day! But he made from $12 to $20 a day profits, for it was Civil War times and everything was high.I think Id work pretty hard for that much, said Gus.I reckon, remarked Ted, that he had a pretty good reason to say that successful genius is one per cent." (c) DARWIN vuk

Re: Fwd: this has been how to start your new life...

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The last time i wrote something and i cried

I am undergoing a tedious training program in order for me to become a licensed insurance agent. There had been lots of motivational classes that i had to attend. You know when we do sales, the pressure and the challenge is more. That is why motivation is like the fuel that pumps into every salesman engine. Vroom vroom vroom.

I had to write this one essay and i seriously cried when i write it down. I still remember what i wrote. But then if i wrIte it again now, it wouldnt be the same. I think that was the finest writing i ever did.

It is never an easy job to do things that i never did. From the people inside the office, who make friends continously inside the office, to the person who wander around like an insane nomad looking for prospects...at the same time being unpopular among the friends who are very scared that they will have the obligation to help me out by buying my ideas.

It is something different, something fresh and i like it.

Things had been going on tough at the new place for the first few weeks. As week goes by, i have started to fit in a little bit. I learn to accept and be thankful. A real hard way to be taught on the lesson.

It is very different from my previous company...i didnt mix around with high end society...average normal class people. I like that.


My studies are going okay. So far i have never skipped a class, and i like going to class as well. I guess when you are old, the way you think has changed a lot, and you see things in different perspective and it is no longer boring going to class.

By the way, the title of the essay that i wrote was......i cant remember what i put as a title, But there are 4 major key points based on the questions given. I will try someday, in the dark of the night, try to get back to the emotions and write again like that.

These are the key questions. Answer all 4 and put it into one essay.

- who am i?
- where am i?
- where am i going?
- how am i gonna get there?

Anybody who is reading this, whether you are a ghost or even my alter ego,i would like to congratulate you for reading this. Once you read and you write the answers,there will be some changes. Write at least one long paragraph for an answer. 5 to 6 sentences. I dont know how to explain..but just do answer the question, and lets share it..after all,sharing is caring.

People seldom see the halting and painful steps by which the most insignificant success is achieved. - Anne Sullivan

The Tale of 1 Malaysia

Cerita yang aku nak cerita ni, memang cerita betul. Berkaitan dengan hidup dan mati.

Satu malam yang hening. Hujan baru lepas berhenti. Aku duduk dekat tepi kedai Mamak, melayan perut yang sebu baru lepas pekena Cha Koey Tiau.

Mamak ni memang happening. Kalau bukan sebab member aku bukak tapak jual Koey Tiau memang haram aku nak pergi.

Satu sudut, ada sekumpulan budak budak Cina main gitar menyanyi lagu Mandarin. Memang happening.

Aku pulak melayan perasaan, bertemankan kawan kawan yang bercerita pasal belajar tak habis habis. Cerita basi. Aku dah dengar benda yang sama 2 3 tahun dah.

Tiba tiba bunyik hon, menganggu ketenangan kami. Aku nampak satu kereta apa entah dengan sesedap burger McD menghon sebijik kereta lain yang aku nampak driver dia seorang apek tua.

Dah puas mamat tu hon, dia keluar daripada kereta lalu disuruhnya apek tu keluar. Dah apek keluar, dia tolak pulak apek tu. Memang cilaker.


Aku ingat aku sorang jerk panas.

Ya Kawan kawan, mamat tuh tak bertahan lama. Habis dia kena bantai, kena maki dengan masyarakat Malaysia kat tepi yang menyaksikan bahana itu.

Sebenarnya memang apek tu yang salah. Tapi apa yang menimbulkan kemarahan orang sekeliling ialah cara mamat tuh disrespect orang tua.

Saat itu, aku percaya yang prinsip prinsip rukun negara memang x pernah dilupakan.

Selamat Hari Jadi Terlambat, Malaysia

Belacan

Today i want to tell a tale of Belacan and ignorance.

I eat Belacan. But I have to admit, Belacan is not a "must have" item in my daily meal like certain people.

But i have to admit that certain food is never complete without Belacan.

And yeah Belacan stinks.

Tale 1

There was this Raya Open House held by close relative a very long time ago.

I was small...4 times smaller than i am now.

Satay Kajang was the main attraction and during that time, Satay Kajang was so famous with its Kuah Kacang and the Seluar Dalam story. As a matter of fact, all Malay / Mamak owned famous restaurant or food franchise will have this Seluar Dalam tale.

So i had my Satay and Kuah Kacang together in a plate. I ate. It tasted weird though.

I thought maybe that was the early stage taste, like you know how when you chew the Nano Nano...it will taste bad at first and will taste better after sometimes. And yeah that applies in life as well....shits happen and good things will come...yadda yadda..bambarambambam

It turned out to be the most weird Kuah Kacang i ever had until one man came to me and said.,

"Dik, kenapa makan Satay dengan Belacan?"



Tale 2

Last week, I was driving to Melaka town with Papa and Mama and we were stuck in a bad traffic on the road along the beach, near Batu 1 Malaysia. Seriously, place with such name exist. It looks so weird with a tall 1 Malaysia tugu isolated from the crowd.

There were many small convenient stores and shops along the road selling souvenirs, and local products. A round shape item in pink plastic that looks like a snack from far caught my eyes. So i told my Papa,

"tak pernah makan la benda bulat tu"

"yang maner satu?" he tried to identify which item i was talking about.

"yang tuuuuuuu" like a one year old child, i point my finger straight to the object

"isk, itu belacan!!!!!" a shocked expression appeared in his face

"he........patut la macam pernah nampak" i shut the hell up and continue driving.

Ignorance is your new best friend - Paramore

Mana?

Mana maruah gua skarang?
Letak kat lutut ker?

Mana marah gua skarang?
Smbunyik celah gigi ker?

Celaker!

Setahun...

Setahun sudah aku bersama dengan firma korporat gergasi yang memeras pemicis macam aku bekerja.

Setahun yang lepas, aku dalam proses pemulihan. Pembinaan jati diri. Pembentukan kesungguhan. Lari daripada segalanya. Daripada kekecewaan yang paling penting.

Aku tak pernah cerita mahupun meluahkan rasa secara terbuka tapi tempoh setahun memang cukup untuk mematangkan fikiran.

Setahun lepas aku masih seorang kutu. Sampah masyarakat. Sekarang aku sampah kapitalis. Sampah yang dieksploit untuk kepentingan dunia keparat. Sampah kitar semula.

Saat saat macam ini, buatkan aku terkenang zaman lama. Those were the days. Wild and free. The only thing is, i dont get paid for being wild and yeah its totally free.

I got paid for living in misery. Like now.

I try my best not to waste my money. Make investments here and there.

Sbijik rumah, yang depositnya aku pinjam mak aku. Sehelai baju Canterbury ratusan ringgit. 2 kali melancong backpacking ke Indonesia. Berhelai helai baju Bandung. Sebijik tivi yang aku pinjam duit mak aku jugak masa nak beli. Dan insuran kesihatan dan nyawa yang aku register last month.

Untuk itu, aku miskin. Komitmen bulanan lebih daripada yang aku boleh beri. Gaji aku kena naik.

And aku decide aku nk jadi drop out professional course yang meragut masa depan aku. Untuk itu aku nak duit lagi. Bayar duit private untuk degree.

Aku dah tak tahan jadi sampah.

Yer partner, Director, Manager, HR. Sila dengar. I need a fucking raise now or i will cabut. Fuck!!!!

KL KL Cosa Nostra, jalan berliku ku harung roller coaster - Malique

Mimpi yang sempurna

I had just arrived from a trip I don't know where

I'm in a hotel room with two girls. It seems like all the three of us were sharing the room because of money constrain$.

Propably, we were not even in Malaysia.

It was freezing cold.

I offered one of the girls to share the blanket with me, but the other one came and sneaked into my blanket.

And she hugged me real tight. Slowly she whisper to my ears saying "I'm sorry" repeatedly.

It was nice and warm but at the same time moment of awkwardness.

I hugged her back,returning the favour,but I said nothing.

I knew her long hair,how it smells like, though I didn't really see her face.

I could tell it was her just by seeing her back.

I open my eyes and realised its a dream.

Seekor sotong

Kalau gwa ada banyak tangan, boleh buat 10 comp satu ari. Tapi gwa tetap ada satu otak. Tapi otak manusia kan power, tak macam otak sotong. - Mok

Gwa dibuat daripada kain. Gwa sejuk. Semalam gwa jalan dgn Heidi Klum dekat Victoria Secret runaway. Adik beradik gwa bersepah. Tak pupus pupus. Gwa bukan perv. Gwa menjalankan tugas -Gwa sehelai sotong

Mak tak mintak jadi macam ni nyah. - Seorang sotong

I am, whatever you say I am - Slim Shady, What I am

An offer you cant refuse.....

The title above refers to dead end choice. An opportunity to make a choice is closed.

Do it or pay for the consequences.

Most of the decisions in life are optional. Its either you do A or B and you'll see the end results. The path you take may not cross for the time being, but of course sooner or later, they'll meet.

We will be offered with too many choices in life and it is up to us to choose which one is the best for us.

Being offered with something, it is sometimes hard for us to say no. Learning or knowing Edward De Bono's Plus Minus Interesting method will not suffice.

Even when you know you can absolubely refuse to take the offer, it is usually hard to say no.

But how often do we get the chance to offer instead of being offered?

Most of the times, an offer we cant refuse will favour us but sometimes we do it because we have to.

Like when you have to do something to perform at work, and meet the expectations of everyone, at the same time you have other commitment that you have to fullfil to satisfy yourself, which one will you choose?When you know, there are no options left,everything is ultimatum and everything is vital and top priority.

You were pushed to the end. Dead end.

I remember when i was a kid, i was chased by a dog in my neighbourhood. Suddenly i ran so fast that i lost the sight of the dog.

What if now, a mad dog, out of nowhere in Brickfield chase me? Do i have the adrenaline rush to run?

No.....i'll say,

"relax doggy. We are children of the earth. I'll make you an offer you cant refuse. Either you bite my leg and you are dead or i will let you go peacefully,"

Simple approach. Applicable in life. Try it.

Luca Brasi held a gun to his head, and my father assured him that either his brains or his signature would be on the contract. - Michael Corleone, The Godfather, 1972