Deep calls unto deep

Its over

2010-01-21T19:08:00.002+08:00

It still hurts....

2010-01-15T01:53:00.004+08:00

Ma chest I mean. It still hurts after 5 days since I pump it on mon.
Sumore I did excess training to balance the size of it. (its unbalance now.T.T)

Gym is closing down on the 24th and I can't fully utilize the free entrance privilage given. Arghhh...

2010-01-14T01:47:00.001+08:00

Ma shit looks like da kaya I ate in canteen diz evening.
sorry to disapoint, but i flushed it b4 I rmb to take pic.

birthday without da birthday boy

2010-01-09T18:46:00.007+08:00

While I was in a construction site in ara damansara waiting for ma friend's site supervisor, I recieve 2 unexpected messages and 1 call.

1st unexpected message:
A classmate of mine which, I only talked not more then 50 sentences to her in this whole year. (including msn) Asking how is ma make good test. XD. Happy happy..!! *shakes tail(ass)*

2nd unexpected message:
An ex classmate of mine in singapore sent da wrong message to me. (2nd time in 2 consecutive days.) I know she misses me. I also knew that friend that were surposed to received the message. and our name are not anywhere near same.

The unexpected call:
A phone rang at 6.20. "David Ching" appeared. (Ma rebellion younger cousin brother)
Wondered why is he calling me. Picked up the call.
Him: "can you cum by aunty's house later for dinner.?"
me: "har.? why.?"
Him: "duno, everybody's coming. Some more popor asked you to come"
Me (thinking): wat so special till popor wanted me there.? n replied "ok, what time.?"
Him: "7.00pm"
Me: (looks at watch) "....ma now lor.?"
Him: "ya"
Me: "shit la u, why duwan tell me earlier.? I'm now in ara damansara with a friend. arghh... Ok la, I'l be there"

Cancelled a date with 2 hot galz and send ma friend to his relative's place in taman sea. (there no way I can send him back to setapak and reach here again in 1 hour.
and head to uptown in a massive traffic jam. reached at 7.20. AND I'm still the first that reached.
=.=

Finally know that its my oldest cousin's birthday. Looked around and and notice he wasn't here.
Asked and found out that he was with his friends celebrating.
First tought that came out from my mind "does he even have any friends.?"
Decided to keep quiet. Duwan offense people ma...XD

While we were eating, my uncle and aunty was talking bout the match making. cause all ma cousins here are all single. (I'm always the exception in everything in this family).
And suddenly the oldest brother name was brought up. Ma aunty asked "woah, so good, got friend to celebrate with". Then my uncle asked the birthday boy's younger sister "huh.? he got friends.?". She took her hand out and count the number of friends. (using ONE hand and unfortunately stopped at the 3rd finger.).

Waited and waited for the birthday boy to come. Everybody got feed up and decided not to wait. (time-9.20). Cake cut, and quater of it has been given out.
Bell rang. Heard a familiar voice. Its HIM..~~~
Stop cutting cake, and wait for him to come in.
As the good cousin's we are, we continue doing our own stuff, eating cake and playing "KATAN".
We din even sing birthday song for him.

~~~~~~~End of story~~~~~~

2010-01-06T14:22:00.003+08:00

"You noe wat ur prob is.? U'r too confident in da things u do till u tend to wait till last min ni study coz u think there's still time." says ma dad.

I'm trying ma best to study. But I juz can't seem to worry, get nervous for ma exams. Hence, no motivation.
'Dun worry about a thing, coz every lil thing's gona be alright."-Bob Marley

2010-01-05T10:28:00.008+08:00

Dig up a logo I did for a friend of mine a month ago for his health supplement partnership.
Spent more then 2 hours juz changing minor stuff.
They were bsdie me guiding me on thier requirements. T.T
damn tired.
This is what came out...

few days later, I modified it, change a lil here and thr...very lil here and thr.
changed to a frame dat fits the words, add a "wall" effect for ASIA, and da double layer frame.

I also did 2 flyers for thier promotion week stuff.
But they wanted to change some words and add the brands that they sell into the flyer.
and again, hav2 change here change thr....

Niway, da promotion is over and thr would be another promotion for diz month.

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People around me always asked me y not go study graphic design.? after seeing ma work.
Last time I would always ans "ma father dun let, he say those kinda job have no stable salary." T.T (His main idea was me becoming an engineer.)
But then, after turning 22. I finally realize wat is a career and wat should stay as a hobby.
Being a Company Sec is what I'm gona do for ma career, and art, designing is still ma best hobby. (not forgetting pschology. XD.)
Since I'm working around ppl, first should understand ppl rite.?

Currently reading 'Snoop: What your stuff says bout you'.
Da book dat I bought have a nicer cover. More attracting.

"What does ur desk reveal bout ur personality.?
What bout the books you own, or da pics on your wall.?
and whats da best way to find out what ur new partner is like.?"

Your Safety is Our Priority

2010-01-04T23:43:00.006+08:00

Did diz for ma friend.
Did everything from scratch, except the pics.
Words are given by him, but I changed them coz da words he use not reali nice.

2nd version, after some "minor" changes. Customers requirement.

Comments.?

2010-01-04T04:55:00.003+08:00

Here I am, waking up in da wee morning to study.
While its raining outside, with da chill weather....haiz...
another few hours (lazy to count) more till ma makegood.
Since it would sure come out in da finals, might juz practice till I'm ok with it. So dat I won't have to cramp all ma subjects in da last few days.
I canot opt to fail any subjects diz sem.!!!

The American Dream

2010-01-03T16:55:00.004+08:00

image by: IMustBeDead

The american dream (Ma dream) = casual sex.
How.? When.? Who.? Where.? (Why.? is not surpose to be in diz situation.)

I heard stories from ma friend, where he would go "muffin diving" sometimes.
Sentences he used to say:
"Go find malay galz (those w/out tudung), they'r very horny and have a nice body."
"When I was ur age, I ady have 22 ONS partners.!"
Stories he told:
Story 1
There was diz gal, who I brought bk drunk, and in da middle of da nite, she got up and pee on ma notebook which I left it on da chair. While she was peeing half way, I got up and ask her, "wat r u doin.?" She ans "Peeing", I replied " Thats ma notebook b****.!!!"
Story 2
I woke up in da morning and when diz gal whom I slept with last nite came out from da washroom, I stared at her, thinking "who is she.? is she da gal dat I brought bk from.? But da gal I brought bk is much more prettier.!!"-Da advantage of makeup and alcohol.

Moral of the stories.
..........think for urself.

could only think of diz 2 stories for now.
Have a nice day.~~

Its over

2010-01-03T16:37:00.002+08:00

Holidays over, christmast, new year, All.
FA2 makegood test tmr, Finals in another week.

One of da main thing dat motivates me to go UK next yr is coz of a promise I made with a gal.
"U better come UK wv me oo, ornot I'l be very lonely. I duno anybody there." She said.
And after ma exams she would ask "how's ur studies.? ok not.? U better study hard wor, I dwn go there alone".
I'l try ma best to keep ma promise with you.

Time to study..~~~

2009-12-30T21:08:00.003+08:00

Ideas, ideas..!! I nid ideas for the foto shooting.
themes, pose etc etc.
if ntg pops out by mid of Jan, i'l have to postponed it to after exams d.

I cannot think of anything,
should I juz wait for your bulb to blink.?

The Other Side

2009-12-28T10:44:00.004+08:00

A video dat I took for ma friends assignment during march '09.

Da story is regarding a boy (me) who suffers schizophrenia. He has an imaginary gf whom he's in love with and is gona marry. Altho its juz an illusion, but to him, its all real, da gal, da marriage and all.

Love is not an illusion, its a world all by its own.

check out the video:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uwJ0X3c7uI4&feature=channel (pt1)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j7yOvINvkmk&feature=related (pt2)

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When we are deeply in love, we would only focus on da person we love whenever he/she is bside us.
When we are deeply in love, we would tend to neglect those friends surrounding us.
Yes, being loved and loving others is a great feeling.
But lets not forget our friends. Friends dat would stay longer then lovers do.

Lovers comes and go, and take pieces of u with them.
Da one dat stayed would walk with you till the end.
Friends comes and go, and leave memories bhind.
Those dat stayed are for real.

Its better for u2read da book then4me2 tell da story.

2009-12-28T01:18:00.005+08:00

Da best part of a gal is thier attitudes.
The part that makes them damn intresting to be with.
The part that seperates them from the rest.
The part that makes it more challenging for guys.

I heard from ma hsemate diz story bout a guy being rejected by diz gal.
Guy: Y.? Wat kinda guys u like then.?
Gal: Its better for u to read da book then me telling you da story.
Lolz. After I heard diz, I asked him to intro me diz gal. (altho i ady noe her. Jz to piss him off. and it did. He was damn defensive(coz he liked dat gal).Lolz)

Dats wat I called Intresting...!!
Where can I find diz kinda gal.?

Because of You

2009-12-23T17:45:00.002+08:00

U'r da first thing on ma mind.
U'r da first thing dat i'm always worried about.
U'r da last thing dat i would hv ever forget.
Because of you, Ma activities are limited.
Because of you, Iv gota double consider of where i'm goin, what i'm doin.
Because of you, I'v gota always put u first.
U make ma life more troublesome.
U make me worry more.
U make me live in insecurity.
Da only benefit is dat I feel more confident wv u around me.
What if i lose u.?
Would ma life be da same.?
Would ma life be better.?
Tell me, coz i need to noe.

Christmast Isn't Christmast

2009-12-22T22:30:00.004+08:00

Christmas isn’t Christmas ‘til it’s Christmas in your heart
Somewhere, deep inside you, is where Christmas really starts
So, give your heart to Jesus, you’ll discover when you do
That’s it Christmas, really Christmas for you.

Jesus brings warmth like a winter fire, a light like a candle’s glow
He’s waiting now to come inside, like He did so long ago
Jesus brings gifts of truth and life and makes them bloom and grow
So welcome Him with a song of joy, and when He comes you’ll know….

That Christmas isn’t Christmas ‘til it’s Christmas in your heart
Somewhere, deep inside you, is where Christmas really starts
So, give your heart to Jesus, you’ll discover when you do
That’s it Christmas, really Christmas

Christmas, really Christmas
Christmas, really Christmas for your

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Diz song is 1 of da best christmast songs dat i ever liked.

Its meaning is damn nice, da lyrics, da music...everything is great and fantastic.

This was during primary or even during kindergarden. Sang during a christmast event.

Remnaisence da memories. It was great.

Blessed Christmast to those of u dat reads.

p/s: Spot me if u can

Powerfull Beyond Measure

2009-12-20T21:06:00.001+08:00

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us.
We ask ourselves,
Who am I to be brilliant gorgeous, talented and fabulous?
Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God.
Your playing small doesn't serve the world.
There is nothing enlightened about shrinking
so that other people won't feel insecure around you.
We were born to manifest the glory of God that is within us.
It is not just in some of us; It's in everyone.
And as we let our own light shine,
We unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our own fear,
our presence automatically liberates others.

by Marianne Williamson.

I am what I am

2009-12-20T20:17:00.002+08:00

I noe where I stand, I noe where I am in your list.
Its obvious how a guy would suddenly pop out from nowhere and try to be dat close.
Its obvious how I was rejected and later knowing wat u'v done. da reason's u gave.
When I ask u out on a date. Its coz I noe u'r intresting enuff for me to keep da conversation on for da whole duration of da date.
When I ask u out, its after I'v set aside all nervousness and fear and brought up da courage to do so.
Its obvious I'm nothing to u. just a normal friend. just a normal person. just..........sumbody.

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I am what I am.
Ma mood changes like the wheather, better yet, the screen saver.
I might not always be cheerfull nor happy, but I'l make sure I'l not make ma friends otherwise.
Ma words might be nothing, but I'm sure I'll keep it. One day, sumday.
There's a limit of words to those that I find it not worthwhile talking to.
Ma opinions and views are not shared to those hearts and minds that are close.
Its no point sharing when they'r full of themself.
Its better to keep the mouth shut when others are braggin.
Its better just to keep quiet when u noe that its no point telling them right or wrong, since they'v made up thier mind that every action and words they speak are right.

When I spend ma time sharing opinions or advising u. U should noe that I care for u.
When I help u and not ask for anything in return. Its coz I noe that u'l appreciate it.
When I spend time and listen to u. U should noe dat I'm there for u.
When I make effort to help u no matter what. U should noe that U are special to me.
No matter how it seems, but true friends are important to me.

People would always assume sumthing out of nothing.
Their assumptions are always fatal, and dats where gossips spread.
Rumours dat they wana say just so dat they'r not silence. Just so dat they can say sumthing.
They'r insecure. Insecure of the way they are.
Insecure that others would be better then them.
Its better to just shut up and listen, then to speak of sumthing that canot be taken back.

The start of sumthing

2009-12-20T15:19:00.000+08:00

I'v decided to blog again is coz..ma life is getting more intresting and da voices inside ma head keeps urging to get out, to be heard, or just to be blarred out.