| You Are Balanced - Believer - Empowered |
You feel your life is controlled both externally and internally. You have a good sense of what you can control and what you should let go. Depending on the situation, you sometimes try to exert more control. Other times, you accept things for what they are and go with the flow. You are a true believer in luck, fate, and karma. You believe that life is a game of chance - not a game of skill. You either consider yourself very unlucky or very lucky. No matter what, you don't feel like you can change the hand you were dealt. You have a good deal of power, but you also know the pecking order. You realize that working the system does get you further. You know who to defer to and who to control. When it comes to the game of life, you play things flawlessly. |
Saturday, October 15, 2005
Hmm. Good stuff this. You shoudl try it!
My Hidden Talent?
| Your Hidden Talent |
You are both very knowledgeable and creative. You tend to be full of new ideas and potential - big potential. Ideas like yours could change the world, if you build them. As long as you don't stop working on your dreams, you'll get there. |
Updates
Been playing my PS2 with Et alii for the past two days. Won all the games yesterday. Drew 3 games all today.
Well, wanted to go somewhere originally for buka but as usual, catwoman, with the new love of her life (supposed to be secret) had dinner plans. First BBQ, then some other dinner. Tak puasa tu normal but this new activity has taken most of her time away from our usual activities. Share some pics lah. Hahahaha.
He Man is in Bangkok, trying out all the porny massage places. I wonder if he is tired out? Working my footlah. You sure you working or not? What kind of trip goes to Bangkok for so long? Pukhet also got lah. In fact, KL also got, unless you got somekind of value meal package from your friends etc. Heh
Not sure what happened to Mawi. Probably not visiting this blog anymore. Same goes for Dragonfly I guess. Not sure what happened to Butterfly. Working hard kah? Or just sleeping in the car on site. Or at least allegedly on site. What happened in your love life lah? Any new guy yet? You still partying in this holy month?
Poison Ivy. Hmm. So quiet of late. Wonder why. I hope she has not posted some crazy entries in my neighbour's blog. I saw a couple, which was then duely deleted but was pretty strong nonetheless. I wonder who else can write such a thing... Hmm. [not me].
Wednesday, October 12, 2005
He Man - Wants to belanja Buka Puasa Today
Tuesday, October 11, 2005
A Milestone Day
Monday, October 10, 2005
Check this out!
Man. Just came accross this site. 
http://www.heartless-bitches.comHoly Doley! Never knew this dark side existed. What a side. Deserves a read.. and not just on the link. Just read the other pages. Plenty to chuckle from.
A Bitchitorial? Man! Its only the beginning. May God help mankind.
Maaf Zahir dan Batin Mawi dan Zed
Kepada yang lain tuh, wait for Raya lah. Need more lead time for these two guys! Kena masuk application form for consideration first! Okaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay?
Eh, Pixie has been cured of AIDS?
Terima Kasih Abang Et alii
Comel Lote bike kamu yea? Hahaha. Nasib baik perut aku belum baik lagi. Kalau tidak, sure I aku habis belasah wallet kau. Oh well. Next week then.
As for your disgraceful other wives yang tak puasa tuh and blatant in all regards, may God forgive you all. And for the one particular one who is still suffering from protein deprivation, this is what that number plate looks like. If you still cannot see it, you must be either blind or its a case of more than kureng protein, ini sudah makan IQ. "PAN 747". If still blind I give up. Your next employer, and mind you by your records you should already be getting a new one, needs to have a large insurance policy. Ok? :P
Can we arrange for a descent buka this weekend please? Lets go outstation! Its more fun that way. Et alii, you ready to drive? He Man!, you up for it. I know you tak posa but you are the closest thing to a Malay dude. Silap name sahaja yang tak lengkap. *LOL
Sunday, October 09, 2005
Sometimes I just wonder.
In a series of events, one must consider the root cause. Not understanding the root cause will result in wrong conlusions and ultimately the wrong decisions being made. I am bringing this matter to a close. My bad on maybe not meeting some people's expectations but I sure ain't gonna feel bad for decisions beyond my control. Nuff said. Topic closed. Move on.
Friday, October 07, 2005
A Man.
I would like to share something written by Richard Jones. I think it should provide some insight to some of the challenges we face in our lives today.
Alas, our society is one in which a man is far more frequently measured by his looks, job, status symbols, gift-giving, sex appeal, or tough-guy exterior. ....people are all too inclined to look on the outward appearance when trying to decide what manner of man someone is. Consequently, it is nearly always the case that little more is expected of a man than that he has "good" looks, a "good" wardrobe, a "good" job, some or all of the most fashionable material "goods," and that he is a "good" provider, a "good" sex partner, a "good" fighter, or just able to show a woman a "good" time. It is long after a man has been judged on the basis of such 'cryteria' that serious consideration (usually too little too late) is given to whether his inner man is as good as his public image.
Few people are wise and patient enough to measure a man by "where he stands at times of challenge and controversy." Most people are content to see that a man is "cool" merely when he is self-indulged and self-satisfied. Even women seeking male partners do little or nothing to learn how a man might hold up under the weltering heat of adversity. Despite the problems and perils of having a fair-weather friend or fair-weather "lover," most of a man's so-called friends and lovers will have forged relationships with him without tarrying to observe his character while he is enduring trials and tribulations.
Regardless, the most important things about a man are revealed by how he conducts himself when he is displeased, distraught, or distressed. It is easy for a man to get along with others and project strength of character when he thinks the going is good. It is easy for him to have a great attitude when he thinks life, kith, and kin are treating him well. It is easy for him to be Mr. Right when he does not perceive that there is anything wrong (with him!). And it is easy to allow ourselves to think that favorable circumstances is the best light under which to see a man for who he is. But a man who is always at his worst during the worst of times doth not a good man make. A man at his best gives the best of himself even during the most trying times of his life - even when he is suffering and struggling with the issues of life. A good man, that is, brings forth good things from the good treasure of his heart regardless of the situation.
Such is not common sense. Most people believe that hard times are excuses for exhibiting character flaws and weaknesses rather than opportunities to (show that one has) overcome them. Besides, the logic continues, no one is perfect, so it is only realistic and far more likely that a man will "not be himself" under the stress and strain of difficult and demanding situations. So a man's acting "out of character" is constantly overlooked and forgiven inspite of the other lives he wounds and wrecks. He is a "good man," they say, even though he can be counted on to make poor decisions when he is under pressure or just downright peeved.
...For most men in our society this is a revolutionary approach to conflict resolution and character recognition, especially since it demands of each of us a thorough and ongoing reassessment of our sense of self. We grew up thinking that a "real" man does not take any stuff and gets his way by almost any means necessary. We also grew up thinking that the more imposing, intimidating, impervious, and independent we are, the more people, especially women and children, would think of us as "the man." However, a man who can only resort to aggression is not any more resourceful and redoubtable than an insecure ignoramus who attempts to use vituperation to cloak his vacuity and limited vocabulary. That a man must coerce others into letting him have his way does not mean he is strong. It means that he is too weak and insecure to meet them on the level playing field of equality and mutual respect.
... open our eyes to the realization that true men of stature are strong enough in mind and spirit and secure enough in ourselves to be compassionate and considerate of others even in the midst of confusion, crises, and the crucible of unrequited love; to admit and amend our own faults as well as forgive others; to repay evil with good; to be insulted but insult not; to be angry and yet sin not; to dialog rather than dictate; to be deep enough to delight in diversity and enlightened enough to live and let live.
...Adopting such an approach to dealing with adversity, a man distinguishes himself from the great mass and majority of misguided males who believe kindness is a weakness. He joins the company of courageous men from around the world who are no longer fearful of being friendly and fair through thick and thin.
Well, you get the point. Too long to put it all. Otherwise, nobody will read. [I think I need to start selling fish in the market to encourage all of you to read Haha.]
3rd Day and still good.
"Jump!"
"How high?"
That is what they are expecting. While we go something like this...
"Jump!"
"Why?"
"Just jump!"
"I need you to provide me some context. Why do you need me to jump?"
"Hey. I said jump. You are annoying me now"
"Wait a minute. I asked you why. You never give me an answer. Can I know if you want the whole team to jump or just me? What about your guys? They jumping too? Jump up on the same spot or jump of the cliff? Either way, you need to provide me some context. Tell me your objecive. I need to understand if jumping will actually resolve the issues that you face at hand. Once I determine that, I can recommend how high or how far I should jump and whether the other guys, including your team needs to jump too. So help me out herelah"
"Just shut the fuck up and jump. Don't play silly bugger with me son. I just feel like asking you to jump! Why can't you understand me?"
"Fuck you you bastard. I think you should jump. Not me. I got a contract. You have not even been confirmed in your employment as you just joined them last month."
Then a fist fight begins. And we both involuntarily fall of the fucking cliff.
What a scenario eh? [I invented the conversation above, naturally. Its not real - just in case some of you did not eat enough fish today].
I was giggling when writing the shit above. I am here waiting for them to come to a meeting and was told that they are waiting for me. So we are both waiting. Its just that they are waiting at their office, I am waiting at their other office. What a communication breakdown! Best consultant? Podah.
As I am writing this, I just realized its Friday. Thank God for that. I need some rest this weekend. So guys, anyone interested to buka puasa out of town? But you must puasa laaaaaa. I bet you 3/4 of you not fasting. Can we take an anonymous count please? How many of you puasa. Pixie sure tak punye. What for she is asking right now. Well, you go figure lah.
Today, I am supposed to have a leaving do with my old [indirect] boss at Bangsar. So if you see us in Bangsar, you know what its about. I am not sure if Zed's coming. Actually I am not sure if the client is coming given the invitation list - plus the fact that the leaving do is at a pub during the fasting month! Geeeeeeeez.
Wednesday, October 05, 2005
How is it going guys?
New Character - No need to redefine
He-Man. Master of the gym universe. Body like someone who played rugby from the tender age of 2. Lucky got no cauliflower ear. From far like "macam" chinese gangster. Dekat macam.. er.. well.. dunno lah. Only you girls can comment. Drinks JD and all those things neat. Overall nice guy. Used to dream about "whats wrong with your astro?". Just like someone I know. Hahahaha.
Monday, October 03, 2005
Sunday, October 02, 2005
Que Sera, Sera
When I was just a little boy,
I asked my mother, "What will I be?
Will I be handsome? Will I be rich?"
Here's what she said to me:
Que sera, sera,
Whatever will be, will be.
The future's not ours to see,
Que sera, sera,
What will be, will be.
When I was just a child in school,
I asked my teacher, "What shall I try?
Should I paint pictures?
Should I sing songs?"
This was her wise reply:
Que sera, sera,
Whatever will be, will be.
The future's not ours to see,
Que sera, sera,
What will be, will be.
When I grew up and fell in love,
I asked my lover, "What lies ahead?
Will we have rainbows day after day?"
Here's what my lover said:
Que sera, sera,
Whatever will be, will be.
The future's not ours to see,
Que sera, sera,
What will be, will be.
Now I have children of my own,
They ask their daddy, "What will I be?
Will I be pretty/handsome? Will I be rich?"
I tell them tenderly:
Whatever will be, will be.
The future's not ours to see,
Que sera, sera,
What will be, will be.
Glad you read the message. That was all I wanted to say. The poem above does not mean much apart from the chorus...
Friday, September 30, 2005
The ZED Parteh!
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Thursday, September 29, 2005
Pixie has AIDS?
I understand from yesterday's conversation that Pixie has AIDS. I would like to apologize to her for all the wrongdoings I have done to her specifically and to her lesbian partner whom I am not yet sure if she has caught the same disease at this point. Please go visit her if you can. If nobody is at home, you can visit her at Catwoman's house, where she has been sleeping for fear of ghosts.Come to think of it, they both can see ghosts! Oh, maybe, you know what they say, a thief can always identify another [if there is such a saying]. In a way, one hantu can always identify another.
But thanks to both hantus for buying dinner last night. Very thoughtful and believe me, it was definitely a surprise. When Superwoman smsed me yesterday, I honestly thought it was a typo! Butterfly... did you see any hantu in your apartment last night? Or, if anyone has a good ghost story, please feel free to share. Its going to be HANTU week at KWSP.
Oh btw, by AIDS, I meant Astro and Internet Deficiency Syndrome. All the best guys. [Heh]




