Perca-perca Kehidupan

Me & Suzie This is a little bit embarrassing. But  I feel like to admit it NOW. *gedik* Although originally commissioned by our Hotel Management the uniform you have seen me and Suzie (or Nora previously) wearing was actually designed by me. My sketches... LOL! Not even close to Victoria's Secret but this is something, perhaps one day, I will be proud of, once I left Walai.

Clockwise: Mederma Cream - Good for lightening scar. I'm getting one for a stock. Price: RM 31.80. Fabula CollagenMAX Fat-Burning - Great product for a lazy guy like me but wants to good look... Hehehe... Once for every 3 days for a month. Price: RM 148. Gatsby Moving Rubber Spiky Edge - Must have item! Dab, spread and no spray needed! Price: RM 21.80. Until next excursion, ciao! p/s Get well soon, dear!

Beauty and the Beast... It's raining outside, couldn't be more appropriate to show how we feel tonite. The sad song is playing and I feel a bit mellow. *ngantuk sebenarnya* Gosh, this is our last GEMS together! And for Nora this is her last day working here. Shit... I miss you already! Hehehe... Gotta go... Guests finally arrived!

What a gloomy Monday morning. Once I saw this up on the notice board things suddenly changed. It cheers me up! And I can finally plan my trip to Kuching.Yippeee!!! Well, about a month from now. (u.u) So I still have plenty of time. Oh one more thing! Where I'm going to stay? Shall we follow the original plan? I'd say YES! p/s I pray Ming Garden called me after I went to Kuching.

Made by my ex-roommate: Zainizam circa 1999. I got asked some time what Zampeada is. What it stands for? Even Nora asked about it. It's not like I never explained it before. I did! But when Nora puzzled me with "Who is Fidah?", I think its time to retell it again. When I was a kid, me and my brother, used to play imaginary war using origami. With papers each of us would built an army armed with Tank, Jet, Ship or whatever you could have imagined. Once finished we attacked each other by burning down the opponent (without our parents consent of course!). As a kid I didn't go half-way. I have to make my fantasy as real as possible. This army must have a name! Thats how I begun seeking for a name. In the end, I christened my army as ZAMPEADA. Hardly a name for living things eh? Nora and others were almost correct when they thought ZAMPEADA was partly my name. Only that its not combined with FIDAH. Hear, hear! PEADA is not a GIRL! The last two syllable PEA / DA came from a...

Another eating out activities. Ready for the evening with loud-mouths girls... Styling my hair with L'Oreal Spike Fanatic Sculpting Gel. My Beef Wantan. RM 4.50nett at Gerai Makan 38 Kg Kopungit, Kepayan. Dinner on Mark. Thank You! The line up posing in front of large mirror @ Hotel Promenade, Kota Kinabalu for some sweets and cakes. From left Suezie, Linda, Nora and Me. Mark, however, was not in the picture. He went home straight away after dinner. Good boy! I don't know you owned bakery shop, Mark! Muahhhh! Catching up session at Justberrys, Jalan Lintas over Mango Longan Snow Pudding! Yummy! RM 10.50nett. Heading back to hotel around ten after that. Its been like what, not much time together. Can't believe Nora will be leaving us at the end of this month! (T_T)

I must have passed this DVD many times, before I decided to give it a try. Produced in 2006, man, I should have seen it earlier! There are many wonderful scenes, but this one scene impressed me a lot. It was the scene when the blind samurai had his lunch and a grain of rice fell out of his bowl. His wife who serving the lunch, instinctively picked the grain from his lap and ate the rice affectionately.  All my life, I might not have known LOVE, but seeing someone acting it out like that, I could not dare say I couldn't recognise it. The scene made me thinking. If I could see such act as LOVE, would I also capable to see that someone is fallen for me? Because, dear friend, nine out of ten, I couldn't.

I tried not to read the papers. Ignored text messages or even news posted on Facebook. Not that I don't care, really, but I believed everything is under control. It seems now things getting better and slowly jokes like this (picture above) started to surface. But did anyone realised how bad things really are? To me, not until one of my colleague resigned 24 hours and few others considered leaving did I stop and think: How it affects us all even the ignorant one like me. The terror it put on some make them believed its not safe anymore to go to work. Some others believed they will be shot at any moment or even kidnapped. Although not exactly the area of calamity, some expected they will be ambushed randomly. Any weird looking people who probably looked just fine, will be treated as a possible suspect. Seriously guys do not panic! Put your trust on our national security force. Just like in the past, diplomatic solution is always the best. At the end of the day, pray for us. Pray for ...

I found this on Internet. Some kind of adaption/translation from a song called Itsumo Nando Demo: You call out to me from somewhere within my fragile soul Your voice like fantasy, telling me to keep on dreaming I can’t stop these tears from flowing, or the ache inside my heart But on the other side of sadness, I know I’ll find you waiting there Even if we fall, we see the boundless sky up above Each time we gaze upon it, the blue seems to renew Our spirits as we walk on this long, lonely road The end can’t be seen so we must embrace possibility As I bid farewell, my heart stops, in tenderness I feel My silent body begins to listen to what is real The wonder of this life and of death’s tranquil mysteries The wind, town and flowers all dance in sweet unity La la la la la la… You call out to me from somewhere within my fragile soul Your voice like fantasy, telling me to keep on dreaming Why speak of sorrow, or life’s oh so painful woes? Instead let those same lips, sing a gentle song of l...

Things are still uncertain. I know. But if things going as plan, I might postpone my trip to Kuching. Kuching has to wait but KL may not. This June, I'll be attending my brother's wedding in KL. This being the first wedding in my family, plus as a big brother I must be there. This is by no mean without a quirk. No offense, I quite liked the bride. I've met her last October. It just, I have one big DILEMMA. At the bride request groom's family will be wearing pink. And I was like... Pink? Me in PINK? BAJU MELAYU PINK??? I faint at the thought. Imagined the look of my face. (=.=)'