I was at the airport last night to pick up my dad. I got there a bit earlier so i thought i’ll park by the road side and wait. Suddenly, i saw blue lights flashing and sirens coming from behind. The police car parked right behind my car and started honking like as if there’s no tomorrow, obviously asking me to move.
Sometimes i do wonder why can’t we wait beside the road. They can’t expect us to arrive right on time, just as soon as the people we’re picking up walk out the arrival hall. Yeah i know there is a car park but what’s wrong with waiting by the road. I mean, the road in front of the arrival hall is like 6 lanes and last night, it wasn’t packed at all. I would understand if the place was overflowing with cars and having people park by the road is obstructing the traffic. Sides, i parked so far away from the main entrance i was practically the only one there at that area. So what’s the freaking problem? Am i damaging state property (the road) because my car too heavy?
So f*king far away rite?
That’s not the end ok.
The dreamer – that’s my Introversion, iNtuition, Feeling, Perception (INFP) profile, according to prominent psychiatrist Carl G. Jung and his Myers-Briggs Type Indicator (MBTI) assessment. I read it up on wikipedia and there’s quite a complicated explanation on how it all came about. No surprise i got lost in all the explanations but aside from that, it’s actually quite accurate.You can take the test at MyPersonality site.
Carl Jung - an old man with lots of books on shelf and in B&W pic means he's serious business
The dreamer (aka INFP) – me, is one of the 16 personality types based on the assessment. Just to quote a few traits from the assessment site on this type of people…
Do you find pleasure in other people’s misery?
Misery
Life gets hard sometimes…we face obstacles all the time, and we fall. It’s not about not facing reality. It’s not about not waking up. It’s not about whether there’s anything we can do to make things different/better or not…
but we fall because we are humans. Truth is…under all these intelligences we have that allow us to understand or give sense to a situation, we are controlled by our emotions. So at times, emotions take over and when they do, no matter how smart we are, we give in.
It’s ok…because quoting five for fighting, “even heroes have the right to bleed”.
…it’s not funny. maybe you’ll find out someday.
Past week or two was about…
Throwing up. Had special fried beef kueh tiaw with bitter gourd only to end up not feeling that special. Stomach was like a washing machine in operation and ended up vomiting at office. Went to get my first in-house clinic MC, so i had the afternoon off.
MC
Starbucks (*again). No matter how many times i say it’s over priced coffee, i still somehow end up there. It’s not because i am loaded but i guess it’s a nice place to hang out, talk and wash eyes. The drink is just the second banana la. Hmm, banana…speaking of which i had chocolate banana muffin.
Starbucks at The Spring
Silhouette. After Starbucks, with Loi. Kinda emo because one member not around anymore…so heehai to you ‘member’. Anyway, saw one pretty waitress there la :P JD Co*k, James Blunt, Akon, Usher. Oh ya, loi gave a 100% genuine sua teng kah comment regarding the bar stool.
Bo lo...bo liao lo
JD Coke
Sua teng 'Sri Aman' kah on bar stool
D: It is written…that was the answer, how Jamal Malik won 20 million rupees.
Slumdog Millionaire
The movie that won eight academy awards did not disappoint. It was a story of a boy from the slums of Dharavi, how he overcame the odds to survive as a young orphan with his elder brother. Hardship that saw him covered in feces, witnessing his mother being killed, staying in the dumps, kidnapped and almost forced into beggary, lost his best friend Latika who eventually became his lover…and yet all these gave him everything he needed to know to win 20 million rupees.
Young Jamal
The movie gave an insight on the extreme ends of poverty and also richness in India. However, what i liked most about the movie was how the two young brothers relied on each other to survive, always there to cover each others ass. Although there was a period when Jamal’s brother, Salim made the wrong choices and went against Jamal but in the end, he made up for his mistakes and sacrificed his life for Jamal.
Fairy tale ending
Of course the fairy tale ending of Jamal and Latika earned the movie extra marks too :P And although Slumdog Millionaire was just a movie i still do believe in miracles and fairy tale endings, that sometimes we do get lucky in life if it’s our destiny, if it was written for us. Anyway, only complain I have of the movie is that Jamal practically had only ‘one face expression’ throughout the movie. Then again what can i expect from a guy with such a bitter past.
…reminds me of my brother.
Yesterday’s Promises
Hand in hand
This was how it used to be…
I was watching the movie Babe on Astro today and it reminded me of the time when i fed the farm animals with you.
Happy little kid
Look at me, i was just like any other kid there that day. So happy and excited. But it wasn’t just because i got to feed the cute cow…
I’ve never been a very fit person since young. I never took part in any sports competition and there is no one sport i can say that i am good at. But still, i grew up with some basketball, soccer, swimming and badminton once in a while. Anyway, ever since i started uni, i got more lazy. I never bother to exercise and my diet – horribly imbalanced and unhealthy. At one point in time i was almost 80kgs. I looked real fat and bloated. I was a pig.
ME - The one on the floor ok
Big Apple Dounts
And being like every other Kuching citizen, i had this craze for Big Apple Donuts when it opened back in April 2008. You know la, people say “New Toilet” so everyone also kiasu. I went there almost 2-3 times a week and i had donuts for breakfast, tea and supper. Within that short period of time, i think i consumed enough sugar and fat to last me a year, or even more.
Sugar + Fat
Anyway, slowly but surely all these bad habits + uni stress caught up with me and starting for the second half of last year, during my final semester of uni, i got sick very often and i was so unfit i couldn’t even climb the stairs of my uni without stopping to catch my breath every few (*very few) floors.
Sick
I felt like crap, literally!
CRAP!
I spent half of my salary today on a pair of shorts. It can mean only two things, either
1. I bought a very expensive pair of shorts, which in turn means i have a very good pay. Or,
Famous Burberry Tartan
2. I bought a not so expensive pair of shorts, which means i’m getting really crap allowance.
Not so expensive shorts
I wished it was No.1 :P
Recently i was offered a job at a well known MNC. It came as a surprise and indeed i was very excited about it. Good pay, good benefits, flexible working hours and you would think only a fool would give up this opportunity. The only downside was that the job position and responsibilities (computer programming) wasn’t what i really like doing, the job can get quite stressful at times and also, i had to move to Penang.
Home
I’ve never left home in my 24 years of existence. I got all my early education here in Kuching and since my family couldn’t afford sending me overseas for my Degree, i opted to study locally at Swinburne. I know it’s always good to go out and ’see the world’ but not everyone of us get a chance that easily. So to say the least i was a bit worried about moving, especially i would have to get accustomed not only to my new home but also a new workplace. Still, i knew it could have done it, if given the chance that is…
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