What the World

Recently I've seen reports on local guys going Vietam, Indonesia, Thaiand, China and stuff for match-making. Come to think of it, how can a person decide on his/her life partner by one look? Is that a life partner or a sex partner? Its seems to be buying a permanent sex partner for the guy and a ticket to PR or even citizenship for the gal. Married for the sake of married?

My dad actualy tried to persuade me to meet up with his friend's daughter in Indonesia. What the world is this? Do I look that desperate to get married? What's so good about having a long distance relationship? So that we can cheat on each other? Save me please, no way am I going all the way to Indonesia for match-making.

Where are you.......

It been almost a year since I started this blog. I don't know who are reading the blogs but all along I hope its a way I can communicate with J. I really don't know what to do this time. This is a career I have been working hard for but end up I had no choice but to leave. Where are you J? I really need you at this moment. I am really stressed up, should I stay on and make things better or should I just leave everything behind and start afresh elsewhere? If only you were here...... At least no matter how hard it is at work, I will stay on and overcome it. But now, I have lost all my fighting spirit....

Finally time to let it all out

Finally the day had come for me to say this to my boss. 'I quit...' To myself, I felt that I have not let anyone down. I did what I was suppose to do. No one wanna be a loner or a public enemy neither me. Its never easy managing people, especially 19 of them. If I am too friendly, I can't get the job done and I get reprimanded by my boss. If I am strict with them, I become the public enemy. I had to answer for their mistakes and it directly affect my performance.

I haven't had a good rest for a long time. Even if I am at home, my mind is all about work. I had to think about the problem, I had to do planning and forcasting.... Every night I think about work while lying on my bed, I think about work the first thing I woke up. Even with the attractive pay of 4k, I had to surrender. It used to be a way for me to forget about J by concentrating on work. I did all the thinking, planning and even problem solving yet I am not being appreciated by my EAs. To them, my job is just to sit in office, check some mails, attend meetings and do reports. If given a choice, i rather be working with equipments than to crack my brain and being stressed in the office.

Nobody understand.......

Judge a person by his behavior when drunk

I always judge a person's character by his/her behavior after drunk. Last night I went drinking with some old friends. We started off with beer then follow by 2 bottles of Chevas. Halfway through the 2nd bottles, WL suddenly grabbed the bottle and smash it on the floor. Before I was able to react, he left with his GF. Damm it, I was left to face everything myself. In the end I had to foot the bill as it was unfair for my other friends to share the bill.


Well another name striked off my friend list. Over the past 1 year, I have lost or rather keep away from some friends. Perhaps I am destined to be alone. It might take 10years to built a friendship but it only take a simpe mistake to crush it. One thing about me is I admit that I am very stubborn. Once I decided on certain thing, I will stick to it even if the whole world feels that I am wrong. The only person whom can change by decision would only be J. But she is gone and would never be back....

Swinging Bachelor

Spent the entire afternoon cooking today. I made pasta and mushroom soup. As I sat down wanting to enjoy the meal, I lost my appetite. It feels different eating alone.... Everything seems so tasteless. In the end I pour everything away.

Alot of my friends envy me being a swinging bachelor. I have a great job, nice pay and time of my own. I can party 7 days a week, pack my bag anytime and leave for holiday. They told me if I were to get married, I would suffer like they do now. Lots of bills to pay, spent weekend cleaning their house, report home straight after work, need 'exit permit' to even go for a drink...
However I do envy them on all these. 2 person working hard to built their dreams together. Whatever happen, there is someone to share your happiness and sadness.

Haiz..maybe I am starting to sprout nonsense again due to lack of liquor in my blood, time to replenish

The ideal guy??

Find a guy, who calls you beautiful instead of hot.

Who calls you back when you hang up on him.

Who will stay awake just to watch you sleep.

Wait for the guy who kisses your forehead.

Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats.

Who holds your hand in front of his friends.

Wait for the one who is constantly reminding you of how much he
cares about you and how lucky he is to have you.

Wait for the one who turns to his friends and says, "...that's
her."

Love is about...

Love is not to forget but to forgive,
not to see but to understand,
not to hear but to listen,
not to let go but to HOLD ON !!!!

Don't ever leave the one you love for the one you like,
because the one you like will leave you for the one they love.

A wonderful love story or... how well a man can lie?

He met her on a party. She was so outstanding, many guys chasing after
her, while he so normal, nobody paid attention to him. At the end of the
party, he invited her to have coffee with him, she was surprised, but due
to being polite, she promised. They sat in a nice coffee shop, he was too
nervous to say anything, she felt uncomfortable, she thought, please, let
me go home.... suddenly he asked the waiter. "would you please give me
some salt? I'd like to put it in my coffee."
Everybody stared at him, so strange! His face turned red, but still, he
put the salt in his coffee and drank it. She asked him curiously; why you
have this hobby? He replied: "when I was a little boy, I was living near
the sea, I like playing in the sea, I could feel the taste of the sea,
just like the taste of the salty coffee. Now every time I have the salty
coffee, I always think of my childhood, think of my hometown, I miss my
hometown so much, I miss my parents who are still living there". While
saying that tears filled his eyes. She was deeply touched.
That's his true feeling, from the bottom of his heart. A man who can tell
out his homesickness, he must be a man who loves home, cares about home,
has responsibility of home. Then she also started to speak, spoke about
her faraway hometown, her childhood, her family. That was a really nice
talk, also a beautiful beginning of their story.


They continued to date. She found that actually he was a man who meets all
her demands; he had tolerance, was kind hearted, warm, careful. He was
such a good person but she almost missed him! Thanks to his salty coffee!
Then the story was just like every beautiful love story , the princess
married to the prince, then they were living the happy life... And, every
time she made coffee for him, she put some salt in the coffee e, as she
knew that's the way he liked it.


After 40 years, he passed away, left her a letter which said: "My dearest,
please forgive me, forgive my whole life lie. This was the only lie I said
to you---the salty coffee. Remember the first time we dated? I was so
nervous at that time, actually I wanted some sugar, but I said salt It was
hard for me to change so I just went ahead.I never thought that could be
the start of our communication! I tried to tell you the truth many times
in my life, but I was too afraid to do that, as I have promised not to lie
to you for anything..

Now I'm dying, I afraid of nothing so I tell you the truth: I don't like
the salty coffee, what a strange bad taste.. But I have had the salty
coffee for my whole life! Since I knew you, I never feel sorry for
anything I do for you. Having you with me is my biggest happiness for my
whole life. If I can live for the second time, still want to know you and
have you for my whole life,even though I have to drink the salty coffee
again".
Her tears made the letter totally wet.Someday, someone asked her: what's
the taste of salty coffee?
It's sweet. She replied.