A New Chapter?

wow...it has been ages since i last wrote my thoughts here hasn't it...it's been like over a year...and so much has happened in that time...

let's see...i'm no more an undergrad...thankfully..fully graduated with 1st class honors in actuarial science from UM...yes..i know...i'm still trying to figure out how i did it too...but already that seems a life time ago...

i survived a whole year (or more i think) without any girl drama what so ever...impressive isn't it?hard to believe i'm sure...but its true...

so where am i now?

nope...not working yet...n nope..no longer in malaysia...i m sitting in the UK doing a postgrad diploma...soon to be followed by my masters...both in actuarial science...

do i have a girlfriend...well...no...not exactly...but that's a story for another post...

have i changed?

well...sadly, or maybe even fortunately, no..i'm still the same guy..the same jack ass...the same as i have always been...

now having said that...and knowing now the fact that i m in the UK..one can probably imagine the number of escapades and adventures i hv had here...but again, thats for another post...

and its precisely because of all these stories that i hv decided to start writing again...so keep an eye out...and as time allows i shall post up all the stories...:)

Day 2

Lenggong - Pulau Banding, Belum Rainforest Reserve

pulau banding is this tiny island in the middle of lake temenggor...still in perak...belum forest reserve has been there for ages...but the resort they are building there now is only jst in its starting phases...so there really is much to do there if ur on a budget...even the cheapest thing to do costed rm50 per person...and all we did was ride in a boat around the island n go see a raffelesia...it was a beautiful forest and lake...n it was well worth d rm50 spent...

the view of the lake from the resort

view of the lake

raffelesia

after the tour we returned to the room to just chill in the afternoon cz it was getting really hot...later in the evening when the sun was kinda going down, we made our way to the orang asli settlement near the resort...nobody actually lives there..it is the site where 3 local heroes who worked for the british army used to stay when they battling the communist threat..

house

dinner area

trail leading to and away from the settlement

n again...day 3 will be continued at another time...hehe...tmr i leave for penang for yet another holiday!!!!:D

East Coast Road Trip with Mum I

Day 1 : Ipoh to Lenggong

in case ur wondering y we chose to go to lenggong...its cause thats where the perak man was found...apparently he was the earliest remains found of a person with a genetic defect...he himself wasnt really that interesting...but the rest of the stuff there i found really cool...like for example he stone toolls they used to carve their hunting weapons with...and the clay pots n cooking utensils they used then that we still use today in the absence of electric blenders...

some of the rocks on display

the clay pots n bowls used back then

the view of tasik raban from the resort we stayed in (it was really really crappy)

lata kekabu...a waterfall near the tasik

Day 2 will come in the next post....at least that gives me a few posts worth of writing...lol

Hope

this year has been a year of hope in so many ways...

March 8th Malaysians all around showed that there was still HOPE for this country...hope that it could change...hope that it would change...n that day the politcal landscape of malaysia at least was changed forever...

November 4th Americans showed the whole world that there was still HOPE for change when they voted for Obama as the 44th president of the United States...n in his speech..he spoke of change n of hope...n even though he addressed the nation of america, the people of the world listened and heard him...

n they started to hope again as well...

November 7th as if in response to the hope of billions renewed jst a few days back, Malaysian Judge Syed Ahmad Helmy Syed Ahmad gave new hope to all Malaysians by freeing our beloved Raja Petra Kamarudin from the detention of the dreaded Internal Security Act...

this Act has never been stood up against...it has been used in the worst of ways...

but now...finally...this brave Malaysian has proven this Act to be not as invincible as people thought...he has given us hope that things can, are, will change...

November 7th Malaysian Judge SM Komathy Suppiah showed Malaysians that she will not stand for people meddling in the justice system..she ordered that Anwar's trial remain in the Sessions Court n not be moved to the high court, which was initiated by a person whose motives were unclear...

she has given us hope...

this year...it hasnt been easy...but at least we have something to hope for...n its not false hope...its a true hope...a genuine hope...one that can become reality...one that is already becoming reality...

What Does It Mean To Be Malaysian

It means...

nasi lemak for breakfast, banana leaf for lunch and pan mee for dinner...or

roti canai for breakfast, chicken rice for lunch and ramly burger for dinner...or

half-boiled eggs & porridge for breakfast, nasi kunyit rendang ayam for lunch and chapati for dinner...

It means...

never going hungry at 3a.m. thanks to the local mamak stall

It means...

having open houses at all religious festivals...

to see the "malays" and "indians" infesting a "chinese" house during chinese new year...

to see the "malays" and "chinese" infesting an "indian" house during deepavali...

to see the "chinese" and "indians" infesting a "malay" house during hari raya...

It means...

growing up with alan chan as my left neighbour and ahmad zaki as my right right neighbour...

running around with them in the field after school without bothering what colour their skin is...

It means...

having learnt english and bahasa malaysia in school...

yet my everyday sentences are filled with faitit, kaotim, sapede, tani, giddah, chakde and many others...

It means...

having a brotherhood that would kill and die for each other...

but is made up of "indians", "chinese" and "bidayuhs"...

It means...

standing together as one nation during elections to shout out loud in a voice by the actions of...

a "malay" voting for a "chinese", a "chinese" voting for an "indian" and an "indian" voting for a "malay"...

It means...

a "chinese" girl in a baju kebaya, a "malay" girl in a punjabi suit and an "indian" girl in a cheongsam...

a "chinese" dude in a jippa, a "malay" dude in a samfu and an "indian" dude in a baju melayu...

It means...

choosing to die for MALAYSIA...

not CHINA or INDIA or MALAYA...but MALAYSIA...

I was born in this blessed country...i was raised in this country...n i love this country...sure its not perfect...but can u tell me which country really is perfect?

"the perfect person does not exist and neither does the perfect nation. all that exists are perfect intentions"

p/s: all the races are in " " because in actual essence they are all Malaysian but are unfortunately classified by the home country of their ancestors...

Shut Down

this blog has been a place for me to post some of my most intimate thoughts...my views...my depression times...jst basicly my rants...

but lately i've been happy...no more drama in my life...n i plan to keep it dat way...

so as long as there is no more drama in my life...i really dun have much to post on...

as such...im temporarily shutting down my blog...

at least during this period of calm...before the next storm hits...n hit it will...sooner or later :)

Getting A Move Along

things are slowly moving on....getting adjusted to the new semester....time to start sitting down n doing sum work...

a lil update on things dat have been going on...

spent fri nite the the guys...pity not everyone could make it...but i had a great time nonetheless...it was really good...jst chilling...drinking with guys...playing pool and catching up with them...jst nice and easy u noe...we gotta do it again sum time soon....:D

then saturday took my sis to borneo ink to get her tattoo done...n surprise surprise i got another small piece to balance off my rat tattoo on my right shoulder...got the word karma in tibetan on my left shoulder....same colour as the rat tattoo...

sunday i spent it attending a basics to motorbikes course...yeah...finally getting my license for the big bikes...unfortunate actually getting the bike is gonna have to wait cz apparently my mum is dead against me getting those cruiser bikes or any bikes for that matter while im still studying...which sucks...all these prejudices against bikers that they have against these small bikes is getting in d way of me actually getting my big bike...sigh...

well...dats abt it....

Time And Strength

d more time passes by...the stronger u get...

sumtimes u get strong enough that u believe if u cud go bk in time n fight a particular battle u lost before...then maybe at ur current strength u cud win d battle...not mayb...u noe u wud wni the battle...

but then again...time is a one way street...

whats past is past...it cant come bk...it wont come bk...so there really is no point looking bk is there?

oh well....

So Much For Updating

haha...yes yes i noe i sed i'd update n put pictures n all dat...but all of us are fully aware of wut an absolute lazy bum i am...

having sed dat...even though i took a lot of pics on my travels im jst too bloody lazy to upload ANY of them...yes...dats how bloody lazy i am...

so 1st off i went to melaka for fiesta st pedro...its a portugese festival...but dats not all we did...we also went to jonker street...the pink church and the fort next to it as well as the ship museum...n finally at nite we went to the festival...

overall...as a 2d1n trip...we did loads and i had loads of fun n brought back loads of memories...incl of course rubens mums cooking...dat was by far the best dish we had in melaka...although the portugese food and the baba n nyonya food were pretty damn good as well...though hugo n rushir din really share our feelings...hehe

next up was pulai springs, johor...was there on a job under an even management company...now even though i say it was a job...it really was more like a paid holiday for us...transport was provided...so was accommodation in suites that fit 4 ppl in each suite and they din stuff extra ppl in the suites...oh...did i mention we also had buffet breakfast,lunch n dinner?

we got to wake up relatively late considering we were working...n also slept relatively early....i mean like sleep by 12+ 1...wake up arnd 8+...of course we did sum work...put up sum canopies...manned a few games stalls during the 2nd afternoon team building games...carry sum stuff here n there....

but we also got to relax and enjoy as well as even swim in d pool...where thanks to varuns persuasion, i tried the twirly twirly slide...all went well until the twirly part came and...yup...u guessed it...my fat ass got stuck...roflol...but it was still a good experience....gotta lose sum weight now...haha

n now its bk to uni...final year...got sum interestin lecturers...sum interesting subjects...but part of me just isnt 100% sure if this really is d course for me...but until i can figure sumthing else out...ill jst stick to it n follow the path...

well...dats all for now...

The Box

was going through some old stuff just now...looking for my old affirmation booklet from my prefects camp bk in form 6....its been a day of nostalgia for me...spent d day at school catching up with my teachers then at nite met 2 old frens whom i havent seen in a really long time...

so yeah...bk to where i was....was looking for my old affirmation booklet from the prefects camp...

thats when i came across something else...

in the search of my memories of old, i found other remnants and other memories...

i opened the box...the booklet was at d top...i took it out...n then looked bk...

the hand towel i borrowed once long ago...it still had her smell...

the pizza hut mix n match leaflet....with a smiley face drawn into it and a note at the bottom...

i should have stopped....

the picture frame with a picture of us jst before the school drama...both smiling happily...the boy in dat picture bears no resemblance to the person staring at it now...2 completely different people...

the four and a half jars of different coloured little folded pieces of paper...

i reached for it...

n then pulled bk....the wounds were already threatening to re-open....

so i quickly closed the box...n pushed it away...bk into its hiding place where it could tempt n hurt me no more...

will i ever be able to look at d contents of dat box again?will i be able to stay steady?do i even want stay steady?do i even want to look at d contents again?

god alone noes...

for now i shall focus on the affirmation booklet...n bury those forbidden thoughts deep into d abyss at the back of my mind...

A Cynic

i woke up yesterday n realized that its exactly what i've become...

a cynic....no more n no less...

after all d failed attempt n failed relationships...after all the shit i see happening around me....i've come to believe that there is no love....there is no happily ever after....no romance....no chivalry...nothing...

well....in my case anyway....

n if anyone comes up to me and says "there is sum1 out there for all us..." i'm going to tell them "yes...there is sum1 for all of us out there...jst sum of those 'sum1's have moved on from this world before their other half could meet them...

love is a chemical reaction in ur brain....its jst an imagination...a hope...something to keep u thinking happy thoughts....its like a drug...n most people are addicted to it....don't believe me?

what happens to a junkie when u take away his drugs?

he gets angry...he gets upset....slowly he slips into depression and insanity....he hurts himself or others physically to divert his attention n restlessness....

sound familiar?

love is a drug....probably the most evil drug ever to exist among humans...simply because its the one drug that every single human being gets addicted to...whether they like it or not...

except the cynics....who have been through d roller coaster ride soo many times n been hurt so many n have hurt soo many times that finally put all their will n might into kicking the addiction...cz they no longer believe the drug works...or more like they no longer believe the happiness they get during the high is worth the pain n suffering they have to endure when its taken away from them...

so im joining their ranks...

there is only so much u can fight....only so much u can put your heart out there for.....it just doesnt seem like its worth it anymore...

"if u take yourself out of the game,at least you don't have to worry about getting your heart hurt or broken." - 'what happens in vegas'

The Peoples King

tommorow is the Kings birthday....read a blog...and i've seen the King stretch his muscles in the recent months...the blog is rite...His Majesty Tuanku Mizan is truly the Peoples King..

read it here

The Journey

it started with a small meeting of seemingly random ppl and personalities...1 small fateful mmsg that led to a meaningful mamak session...full of hope...the birth of a "dream team"...this was more than a year ago...

then there was elections...n the uncertainty of the outcome...a sleepover at an apartment...all cracking their heads and helping each other out get ready for the next days interviews...all waiting for him to gv us sum good news..

he walked through the apt door wet...or at least we knew he had been soaked cz he changed his tshirt...it was a good sign..the leader had passed

the interviews came and went...we all passed...

the dream team had become a reality...not jst mere mamak table discussion...

then came planning....in the midst of exams...

exams ended with a booze party...which was d nite before we became the interviewers for the ppl that were to work with us...stoned...wired on all the things that cud keep us awake...we made it through...with loads of laughter...

the bond was growing stronger...

the team was expanded to those that would join us in our journey...a bonding session at a home...

then came a fair...n wrapping roses at a house...again...laughter and good times...the bond kept growing stronger...

then a camp...a camp with drama...the 1st test.....

the bond was shaky but still strong...the roles of each was decided...

then another camp...with a lot of tears...and the group was strongly bonded....all ready to face the coming year...

but not without its own drama that threatened the bonds between...

the 1st blow...1 left our ranks...

more planning...looong loooooooooong nights extending for almost 2 weeks...our 1st fall...

but the bonding in the 2 weeks was stronger...so we survived...

things went well...

then another left our ranks...

then another....

and another....

and 2 more....

crippled...but we crawled on....things were getting shaky...

another drama....things were staring to fall apart...

a weekend retreat...a glimmer of hope...we mite still make it through...

another camp...revived hopes....recharged....the half way mark...."only 6 months to go"..

why the change in mentality?

we came bk....looking forward...an jst when we thought we could do it with the ppl that helped us make the decisions...

another left our ranks...

then a booze party that spelt good news for some...but not so good news for the dream team...

things jst weren't the same...

ppl kept silent for many months now....wut happened to the openness from the first fall?

disrespect...

and 1 called for a break...

then another...

the 1st came bk...to finish the job...

the 2nd came bk...but not quite...

then the new team that would replace us was selected...

and after a long transition....they are in power...

our journey has ended...

the dream team has had its run...

wut happens now as they stand at the crossroads...

will there be meet ups and drinks and laughter again?

something tells me its not so ideal a happy ending for this dream team...

MAFU

yes...its been a really long time since i blogged cause i've been busy with exams and my internship...came across this in facebook....it struck a cord in me...i've linked them at the side here...placed even before my picture n profile which has always been 1st in my blog side bar...

here is a bigger version of the link and the video...

u noe why it struck a cord with me?

simple...

i was BORN in malaysia
i was RAISED in malaysia
i have traveled across the world
but malaysia will always be my HOME

I AM A MALAYSIAN

i m not an indian or a melayu or a chinese.

no other country in the world can be my home...no other country in the world i would die for...

yes...we're a young and imperfect nation compared to the other superpowers in the world...

but we ARE a NATION nonetheless.

Just a Thought

"When the whole world is against you,
when all your enemies are coming down on you,

and you find yourself backed up against the wall,
and you find you have buckled,
and you find yourself on your knees,

just remember one thing,

you are in the perfect position to PRAY,
you are in the perfect position to SPEAK TO GOD,

and remember that GOD answers ALL prayers,
just not always in the way we expect it"

-Unknown

"If you ask God for courage,
does he give you courage?

or an opportunity to be courageous?"

-Morgan Freeman in Evan Almighty

just a few thoughts :D

Religion

disclaimer : again...these are my views...u do not have to agree with them n if u post nasty comments i don't have to approve them...so be nice...if u hv nth nice to say, dont say nething at all..


religion...its such a precarious subject...so fragile...so sensitive...its the only thing in d world dat people will actually kill for...nothing in the world can divide human beings in a more clear cut n serious manner...not even racial ethnicities or gender for that matter...

religion divides human beings while spirituality unites them.

bold statement i noe...but its a fact...lets take a look at how religion divides human beings...1stly the world is divided into mainly the eastern n the western religions...the eastern religions have many deities and gods...theses include hindhuism, buddhism, the japanese believe structure (not sure wut its called...n no,its not bushido, dats a code of ethics so to speak)...then u have sikhism which believes there is only 1 true god...which is d same as the believe of the modern western religions whose followers are known as people of the book...the jews,the muslims and the christians....

lets jst for arguments sake bring in the ancient western religions as well...the greek and roman gods....the egyptian believe structure...the whole lot...now the biggest bone of contention is this :

"the old religions say there are many gods but the newer religions say there is only 1"

lets take a short look at the older religions statement...wut makes a god?to them (both ancient western and eastern religions), a god is sum1 who is immortal...who has special abilities that can affect the world and the people living in it...so they say there are many gods based on this definition...but even among their gods, there is always 1 that stands higher above the rest...the so called king of the gods...like zues for example...

now lets review the newer religions statement...there is only one god...one who created the heavens n the earth n hell n everything in between...but...he (for the context of this entry, god is a he..but a black he :P) had help creating n running the world....ok mayb not creating...but definitely running...wut do u think angels are there for?

now wut are angels in the new religions?

immortals who live forever with special abilities that can affect the world and the people living in it...each given powers by god to do certain tasks...

think of hades, the god of the underworld, and lucifer,the fallen angel that rules over hell...is there really that big a difference?thats jst one example...but u do see where im heading rite?

bingo...the many deities and gods of the olden religions merely got their ranks reclassified when they moved into the new religions...kinda like calling a data entry clerk a manager of information systems...jst a different name but the job scope n everything is the same...

now if u really look at the religions...old and new...they all speak a similar msg...yes the language and wordings are slightly different (n its these small differences that people kill each other over) but the message is the same...n that is how to live ur life as a good decent human being...n wut will happen should u choose to be a horrible excuse for a human being...kinda like a guideline...like a guidebook to life...

so now u have all the religions fighting each other for supreme control...the muslims say that u must be muslim to go to heaven...the christians say that christ is d only way to heaven...the jews im not so sure...the hindhus, buddhists, sikhs and the rest r just sitting there quietly...we dont care if u join our believe...jst dun force us to join urs...n mind u...u cant convert into a sikh...cz if u read the Guru Granth Sahib it clearly states that u r not to change ur religion...that if god put u on earth as a christian,muslim,sikh etc....then that is exactly wut he meant u to be...

now before u go out there n kill for ur religion that u believe to be completely and undeniably the one only truth...here a small fact to ponder upon...

u r fully aware that god kept sending down people to deliver the msg he wanted to humans rite?there was abraham,moses,jesus,muahamad,buddha,dalai lama,guru nanak till guru gobind...thats a lot of people he sent down...u noe y?

BECAUSE PEOPLE KEPT FUCKING THE MESSAGE UP!!!

bingo!!!god spoke...but god didnt write...humans did that...n we all noe how communication works...sum idiot along the line who thinks wut he is hearing doesnt sound rite will edit it to make it sound rite and then pass it along...n the process continues throughout the entire production line...

i been writing a lot havent i?well...jst one last short story i came across while i was studying german literature in switzerland....this is a translated and shortened version...but i've tried to maintain as much of the message as i could...

so there was this wise christian named alexander the wise (literal translation from alexander der wiess)...he was called to entertain the sultan in the province he was traveling in one day...the sultan obviously being a muslim...so he went...n the sultan asked him "whose religion is better?urs or mine?"

now alex (im too lazy to type out the full name) knew that if he said it was his religion,the sultan would be offended n it mite not bode well for him...n also knew if he sed that the sultans religion was better, the sultan would ask him to convert n he would not be able to say no after agreeing that islam is better than christianity...so he replied the sultan with a story of a family...the story goes smth like this..

there was once a man who owned a gold ring...it was a flawless gold ring like no other...when he passed away he gave it to his only son...his son kept it till the day he died and gave it to his only son in turn....n this succession continued for many generations...until one father had 3 sons...

now the father loved all 3 sons equally...n he cud not decide which of the 3 sons to gv the ring to...so he went to gold smith and asked the gold smith to create 2 identical rings so that there would be 3 in total and all his sons could get one...n it worked...the father passed away n all 3 sons got a ring...

soon the sons found out what the father had done...they were angry and they fought each other because all of them believed that they had the real original ring that had been passed down from generation to generation...so they finally went to a gold smith to find out which was the real ring...but the gold smith could not tell them apart...so they went to another gold smith n even he could not tell them apart...

no one..not the brothers themselves nor any gold smith or person could tell the 3 rings apart...but the brothers were obsessed about being the holder of the true ring, or what they believed to be the true ring, that they continued to fight and bicker and in the end they ended up dying at each others hands...bitter n angry....

none of them could see that what their father was really trying to tell them by doing that was that he loved them all equally and that they should love each other and their children all equally...the message was misread and it ended in catastrophe and tragedy...

the father was god and the rings were the religions....

Back Home

i have made a few drafts on how i feel rite now...n a few drafts over the past week or so abt the things going on in my life...however due to privacy issues, i cant publish those entries...

lets see...2 weeks ago i went to get my 2nd tattoo...finally...n im already thinking of my 3rd...will post up a pic of my 2nd piece as soon as i can get it uploaded....other than that...everything else that has happened has to be kept private...n hence i cant blog abt it...suffice to say that sum of it was good...n sum of it was bad....but all i can say is that its over...u live n u learn...shall stay away from those kinda situations in d future...

n now im back home in ipoh....for d 1st timein like 2 months plus...came bk yest...jst chilled....then today went to the waterfalls with my mum, dad n sis...it was really great...we started off d morning by going to temple (yes...i went to temple) cz tmr is vasakhi n they were raising the nishan sahib today...so we were there for that...

then we came home...cooked nasi lemak with chicken sambal and taufu sambal (my mum is a vegetarian)...then packed the car n drove up to the waterfalls at meru...it was the 1st time we went there....its a natural waterfall in the golf club compound...so only members can get there...it was quite exclusive...we were the only ones there...the water was so clear n beautiful...but cold...

it was really nice spending time together with my family...too bad my bro couldnt make it down...n its really really nice to see how my parents interact with eact other...almost 30 years n 3 kids later n they still like a teen lovers...its so cute really...=D

well..thats abt all for now...tmr is off day for me...shall be heading bk to kl...n then on tues its bk to the craziness....oh well...

ciaoz

Updates

its been very long since i updated my blog...mainly cause i've been busy as hell lately with internship and aiesec n a lot of other things...cant write much now either...waiting for my supervisor to come into work...

went for ruums all u can drink party the other nite...it was amazing...n definitely worth my money....i really had a great time there...got home at abt 5 smth in d morning...had a bath ironed my clothes n went for elections...

aiesec elections were surprising to say the least...but too much to write n no time now....

there are good things happening in my life rite now..things that make me really happy...and also bad things happening...things dat make me really sad....

so im really messed up rite now...

but dun worry...i'll be fine in no time....jst need to clear my head....:D

gotta run...supervisor coming in finally...:)

Single Vs. Taken

in case ur wondering y i can suddenly post a blog entry in d middle of d day in d middle of d week...its not cz im using working hours to do this...i jst so happen to have woken up with a bad bout of diarrhea...n hence i did not go to work...obviously...

so my completely and utterly random topic for today is singlehood vs being in a relationship...yes...im aware that is not the exact topic...but u get my drift...:P

y did i suddenly think of this?well...its been nagging at me for quite sum time...its no secret that i'm single n available....its also no secret that i have tried for a few girls from various races n failed miserably...but its also no secret that i was in a beautiful relationship for 2 1/2 years that ended due to my dads intervention....

now i'm single...n i'm happy being single...really...i m...i have a great time...i go to work..i come home...i chill...on d weekends i go out with my mates for sum pool n drinks...i hang out with my sis n housemate in shopping malls n stuff like dat...its great...its pure independence...i can say wut i want n do wut i want how i want n when i want...cz lets face it...there isnt another person that i have to think abt thats gonna be worried abt me or anything like dat...its beautiful...

now to d bad side...jst cz i'm single...doesnt mean the people arnd me are all single as well...a few of them have their significant other...their boyfriends and their girlfriends...n i see them...n at times it kinda sucks...cz well...they're all lovey dovey n all dat shit n im there n i cant really run anywhere anyway...but it does make me think sumtimes...how much i really do miss that companionship...n being in a relationship...

being in a relationship i assure u...is blissful...seriously...the companionship u get from that one significant other is amazing...its jst having this one person that well...understands u...n accepts u...n no matter how bad things get...they'll always be there right by ur side...n they'll always noe exactly the right thing to say at exactly the right time to lift ur spirits up even when ur at d lowest point in ur life....

but...it comes at a price...1stly...u dun have dat independence anymore...everything u do...everything u say....u have to remember that ur not the only one that will have to face the consequences...ur significant other will oso have to face the consequences...which ends up impairing d ability to do all the crazy shit u can n most probably will do while ur single...

the other price is the most dreadful...n this ur mates will pay....not u...n i've noticed it with all my mates...things change 180 degrees once they r in a relationship...i don't see them as often anymore...they r always with their girlfriends...n i dunno if its them or if its the girlfriend tying a rope around their necks...but its jst sad...more often than not when u call them out their replies are standard..."cant lah...going to gf place"..."cant lah...out with gf now"..."cant lah...ade made plans with her"...or.."too tired lah...jst came bk from her place"....u get d picture rite?

so which begs the question...me being happy abt my singlehood now n all...if the rite girl came along...would i really wanna get into a relationship with her?would i in turn end up like my mates now are with a collar arnd their necks?or does it depend on d girl?

of course...in the end...no one can actually answer my questions...d single ones are gonna tell me how great it is to be single...n d taken ones are gonna tell me how great it is to be in a relationship...which kinda doesnt help at all...lol

The Dawn Of A New Era

the title relates to more than one thing....

firstly obviously...was the amazing,awesome and very satisfactory results of the 12th malaysian general elections....where the ruling coalition was finally denied a 2/3 majority....which means they cant do wutever they hell they want anymore...they need the oppositions approval before they can push anything through in parliament...d indians completely deserted the ruling coalition...MIC only won 3 parliamentary seats...n d opposition indian army grew from 2 to 20!!!now thats wut i'm talking abt man...

secondly...is well...my internship...kinda a new era for me so to speak...1st time working experience...being an auditor for pwc...kononnya auditor lah...lol...but its a good experience...although its got nth at all to do with my major...im learning things i otherwise would nvr learn abt....n i have a new found respect for auditors...the amount of work they do...jst to ensure accountability n to ensure companies actually stay afloat...its amazing...n the amount of number crunching dats involved...its unbelievable....

finally...i've had a good weekend....a relaxing friday nite...a chilled saturday...a good pool outing with the guys...n watching elections results on tv...n smth else that has put a perpetual smile on my face the whole weekend....my housemates cant believe im smiling this much...the people involved should noe wut its abt...;p....

well...i'm signing off now...will probably only post again next weekend...:D