Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
I am not a smart student, i never was. But i grew up under my discreet parents strict coaching and wanted me to be diligent, to be persevere,without tv but only books. i was perpertually told that i am not smart so i need to work hard, and surprisingly, prodigy does happen when we work hard. But when i started to get a pay that is eligible to pay for the income tax, somehow the enthusiasm to work hard defuncted. The transition plan had been moving on for weeks where i, and another new members were given training and sharing. I know my new team members are going to be great and helpful. But somehow i still dwell in settling the never ended old chores, even if i gonna step out that door, let it be steps that hold my chin up high. And slowly,i started to get lost in sharing and giving blank stares. Sometimes God put you into trials where He plop a dice on your palm. To hold it tight or roll it over, it is your call afterall.While the time drifted like the heaving sand, I have my dice starts rolling and i know it is me who should determine my own destiny.
And i decide, to be friend with this something that called Unix, or Linux.
Though i was fretted when my unix window suddenly disappear out to nowhere when i was working halfway of it. And i felt so demeaning to search for assistance on such a trivial issue. I know they would not believe, but it happened on me twice. first time, i thought i was undeliberately clicked on some close icon, but when the windows swooshing away again in my very eye when i move my cursor, i knew i have to believe. I believe it is somekind of scaling problem, like you somehow was sliding away to an unknown geometry and all you need to do is to slide it back again. Is there any icon in Unix that is called "undo"? Everything started hard, i remember my programming lecturer used to print me a poem where there lies a meaningful phrase, when things turns bad, rest you must but never give up.
I aint a genius, so let me be a diligent geek.
Monday, March 23, 2009
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Friday, March 20, 2009
So, just yesterday evening that I found my plant left only 1 leaf and there are 2 strong and healthy funguses in mushroom shape standing tall besides it. And the fungus looks awfully geli….they are so snowy that you thought they are harmless as white always associates to chastity. But I tell you, this kind of fungus can make your face turn from yellow to purple, shit over your pants for days and lied on your bed and never get up.
So I promptly dig out the infected soil and plop into the plastic bag but seems like the territory had been expanded to the entire pot.
Sorry baby, mummy just killed you. :(
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Uncle's poh piah skin is really good:) 2 thumbs up!
Poh piah skin, long bean, carrot, minced meat, prawn, cabbage, jicama( so hard to find this name anyway, well known as “mangkuang”), dry peanut in packet and finally garlic and small onion.
Cut/shave everything in small slices, just like this. And arrange them in order to take photo. Cheeze!
And then, stirred your garlic and onion until the smell comes out and then throw your minced meat and prawn, remember to put high fire first and follow by low one. And then throw the long bean, cabbage, follow by carrot and mangkuang. Then add some condiment like salt and pepper and you are done!
This is exactly like the one that my mum made for us.
Lastly, spread the dry peanut on the poh piah skin and then wrapped your cooked vege with the skin. And your pohpiah is ready. I am not sure if this is typical sarawak poh piah but i do know this is the best poh piah my mum served us when we were young.
Mum and dad, this is for you. Please share between you guys cause I have limited stock. Haha!
Man Utd v Liverpool
My Liverpool kaki came to my house to celebrate after the match where we had chivas, ps2 and guitar. It reminds me of a song “too much wine and too much songs, wonder how I got along”.
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Then we had our satisfied and yet not filling dinner at ecco café with pasta and pizza as well as colzone. Since we only share 3 main course among 5 people, so we decided to have a drink at the nearby famous fruit juice stall. The fruit juice was really pure and reasonable to its price.
Anyway, I had a great night albeit all my diet resolves was once again flew out the window by the tasty food temptation.
Friday, March 13, 2009
But reality is always cruel. And the mirror never lies.
I get this video from one of my friends who uploaded to youtube and it makes me laugh, regardless of how many times I watch, I could always pick some funny movement from myself, and the other members. But of coz, some of them do have talent but definitely NOT me and not kok mang or seong hong..! Moreover we always were like the very poor student, stood at the last 2 rows and always get called to move to the first row by the instructor because the rest of them passed their movement. I will never ever spent money to learn any dance anymore…by the way, I haven’t got my deposit back. =.=
luckily the video clip quality is bad here!! And ah mang, i dont think you were dancing there! HAHA!
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
I am thinking of this life is full of contradiction. For example, some of the people they don’t have girlfriend but they would tell others that they have, but from their action, they still do things that similar like tackling a girl, asking number, complaining they are bored, asking for movie, for trips…I just don’t get it. If you don’t have, why the hell do you want to tell people you have? It wont reduce your desperate level as it already show on your actions. If you are really desperate until people also can smell it, why the hell would you feel embarrass to show it? If you do feel embarrass, then perhaps you should do less thing that makes your desperation so transparent. Anyway, I still believe this only happens on minority group who just don’t get the theory that everything will eventually overflow if you keep filling it
That was just the story that I heard from my friend today.As for myself, I am a very contradict person as well. Just look at how I end up in this engineering firm. I always did good in biology, I always scored high in biology, I should have stay on in form 6 last time, aiming for the pharmacy or medicine, perhaps I will do good in them. But engineering? *sigh*. besides that, people also says, in order to minimize the disappointment, you shouldn’t put too much hope but then, there is a hearsay that sounds you should always think positively because good thing will eventually comes.
I am confused. Can anyone give me a cue on what is supposed to be the right phase?
If thinking back all the things that happen before, things that you thought would never get over it, things that make you ashamed and wish to just ducked your head in the hole, things that you wish never happened to you but they did, things that make you cry like no tomorrow, things that seems to have no turning back and blah blah blah.. you, somehow, get over them. Perhaps sometimes never do something meaning you are already doing the best thing to fix it.
But without doing anything…could I get the hint of what is going wrong with this piece of source code?!-___-
Share something with you guys. This video clips is so hilarious but in order to watch it, you need a fb account. Have a laugh!
Monday, March 9, 2009
Suddenly I think penang really is a food haven. The fact becomes solid after I tried the coconut pandan jelly. The jelly was so smooth that it melted in your mouth in second.
Anyway, I have found a very good blog that introducing lots of penang delicacy and would love to try it when I have chance. I bought 4 pots of plants today, 2 plants are “keratiak”..it sounded like “ karatai” right? I wonder if they smell like that. -___________-. And I made a small veil to avoid the plants from exposing directy to the sun.
And then, he insisted to try out the list of food that he had searched online. Finally we decided to stop by an Irish pub/restaurant named shenanigans since I never tried an Irish food before. I ordered a cocktail, the tequila sunrise from the menu list as that is the only familiar name I know but it tasted like coughing medicine and chicken chop as main course while Daniel had his lamb stew and Guinness stout..No kidding, our little man here loved Guinness very much nowsaday.
I would say my little buddy here was really a sweet person though he makes such a quiet geek most of the times. But I did enjoy his companion very much on this quiet Saturday reminiscing our past and gossipin on other common friends that we had. =p
The chicken chop served in shaningans is not that impressive..
The familiar stern face
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Previously, I think it was painless to just free flow your mind without filtering anything or perhaps I did filter and reserved some privacy，but somehow im started to have that fidget feeling of pouring too much online. I used to tell myself I don’t give a damn if anyone would assail me for something that flashed through my head , as all I did was just tapping down the evidences of my puberty years. As i can't control what you might possibly think about me, but then it might be quite daunting when people that close to you telling you you shouldn’t reveal too much of your inner self, be more logical or whatsoever conservative thinking that they might preserve in mind.
And then, i started to think, perhaps it is time to change my blog. Be there at a land with privacy again and start everything brand new. Anyway, I need to thank those silent reader who loves to read my mind and constantly hastening me to blog again at this obscure site. I guess I have been taken quite a great hiatus and it is time to pull myself all back again whilst I am sure I might again vilify by the public inspection again after broadcasting my daily live on net and cowering back once again.
Connecting back to the past few weeks..I believed there were lots of things that happened back then but the impact defunct when the time passes by.
I change my workgroup after slogging in that mundane life for almost a 4 long years and finally i budge to another new group, perhaps I innate my parents’ mindset that changes are bad. The future is vague and trust me, it is a great forlorn to leave some great friends in old team.
And also farewell again…su lin leaving us to pursue her master in Korean. I wonder how the plastic surgery in Korean was. It will be good if she could check out how secure and advance the plastic surgery in Korean albeit I was sick to see her leaving us after having her great companion for years but Look at those Korean gals in movie..*envious sigh*
Su lin, gonna miss you lots!
And later on was Huei fen’s house warming. I think I was really thick skinned to have joined her every party. She held 2 parties and I joined both. Reason for that, her mom didn’t cook tomyam bee hun on the first party and I was desperately wanted to eat them, so I joined for the second time. No bluffing, her mum serves the best tomyam bee hun.
Coming next was kar yee’s wedding and I was honored to be one of her jimui that witnessed the biggest day of her life. She was stunningly beautiful on her day and I do wish I could be the prettiest me on my biggest day and s start fantasizing on who will be that lucky he.:D anyway, the groom brought 20++ brother to fight against 7 jimuis. But still, it was a tight battle as regardless of how masculine, how handsome, how fat, how oily they were, we were never cringe or shy away. We were relentlessly playing some cheeky game like pumping eating wasabi sushi, drinking stout mixed coffee, pulling leg hair( this is quite a failure as the tape was not sticky enough to pull off their hair!), hanging banana below grooms waist and asked the brother to bite it( ok..this is gross but not my idea!), playing guitar and singing songs. I guess we were not too mean though.
The bride's 7 jimui
VS.. groom's 20++ brothers..
Things change, many things change along the line and I am still the same fat me that fail to reduce my weight.:(