Love happens December 18, 2009

I have been patiently awaiting the release of this movie since a few months back. I must admit, Jennifer Aniston is one of my favourite actress and the simple movie title managed to seize my attention. This movie is not only about seeking love but also emphasises on self-help where the main actor overcame his own past and learned to forgive himself. The storyline requires a certain level of understanding in order for audiences to be aware of what is happening. Either you love it or hate it. To me, it’s worth watching.

human losses December 17, 2009

Those Barney ornaments on the Christmas tree are luring me with its adorability to the extent that I don’t mind being a thief to make it mine. Guess what, my colleague had the same thought as me but too bad Boss counted every single piece to ensure that Barney, Baby Bop and BJ are not estranged from their ‘new home’. Sigh, epic fail.

It is apparent that boredom pairs with a lackluster setting whereas having laughter at the workplace sets off a different spark among employees. Jokes are similar to coffee which have the ability to perk us up. Hey guys, thanks for those chirpy moments. Sometimes, I tend to feel that email is doing more harm rather than good. Technology has replaced human interaction for the sake of convenience. That’s why, bit by bit, we are losing that sacred human touch..

I don’t understand why certain individuals are oblivious to the fact that fundamental human rights exist. You want people to treat you with respect but you don’t even show a basic regard for your own human race. Utterly nonsense. As to why people resort to being so self-centered, can someone shed some light on that? I just can’t figure it out.

don’t deny them their prerogatives, bL!nk$t@R.

No to cubicles December 12, 2009

I abhor the cubicles in the office. It hinders interaction and makes room for boredom as if you are stucked in a box with only air to breath. Jail life, I thought.

Somehow or rather, I started to get used to the 9 to 5 life and love my workplace because of the people (although there are loads of ‘behind-the-scene’ events going on). Most of the things are not like the way we see it owing to the fact that things are camouflaged in their own suits. My brain is ‘milkified’ as the company is working with a huge dairy product client and we people have to be well verse with their products. This is the power of product training-a non-milk lover is now serious about drinking milk (referring to me). Ahaha.

Weekends have been frantic, thanks to the numerous outings, gatherings, food trips as well as the usual mamak sessions. Despite the end of the academic year, hopefully I’m able to keep my mind active with the involvement of books, newspapers and magazines in my daily routine.

in support of open space in office, bL!nk$t@R.

Drops . Down December 2, 2009

I love the smell before the downpour

A plain nature scent

yet so soothing

whenever we take a deep breath of it

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I love the dark clouds before rain

It makes me want to come out of the house

and beh0ld it

as the chilly wind blows

+

I wonder how the rain tastes like

salty, sour or spicy?

I’m so eager to know why is everyone holding an umbrella under the rain

Just to prevent themselves from getting wet

or are they hiding from the various truths of life?

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Can the urbanites spare some time to get wet?

Dare yourself to stand at the crossroad

and watch the facial expression of each passer-by

What do you managed to see?

Tell me, why are they rushing when the lights turn green?

The sideways are almost empty without any trace of man

Nil heart, nil soul

I don’t even see a single kid playing around-jumping in the rain

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Me

like any other

with a hand-held umbrella

sat on the sidewalks

and witnessed the

rain

falls

down

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I wrote this at the office out of boredom after breathing in some fresh air through the office window before rain. As a pedestrian on the road, I have many questions to ask. And, I’m expecting different types of answer from people from all walks of life. But somehow, I feel that I can get those answers from their faces and actions. The poem is my 2 cents worth of thought.

~4.12pm

Return in shape November 30, 2009

Too bad, I fell sick when I was in Penang and luckily I recovered fast enough. Alright, food was the main culprit behind my sickness. I overstuffed myself with too much good food throughout the week which in turn threatened my health. When you are diagnosed with ‘food obsession’, there are times you will go off limits. Now, I feel so lucky to have the ability to feel hungry ever since I got bloated for 2 days straight. I swear, I never want to be in that situation anymore.

Work is going to start tomorrow and the days ahead are going to be busy. I’m looking forward to it and hopefully I don’t miss my workouts.

In good shape once again, bL!nk$t@R.

A small world November 26, 2009

Before the feast that makes me bloated, I snuggled up in the cozy corner of a bookstore awaiting the arrival of others. This filipino guy approached me for donation for the recent earthquake in Manila. After the process of authentication, I chipped in some money. Half the reason is because that guy is really sweet, kind, well-mannered and most of all, he has a smile that can brighten up the whole town! So darn nice! As for another half, it is because Philippine holds a special place in my heart.

I was once an exchange student over there. Did I mention that I have the best host family of all? Trust me, they will rock your world and I’m darn lucky to be part of them.  Although I wasn’t placed in Manila, the abundant hospitality that they’d shown me was more than enough to make  me remember it  for a lifetime. The culture, the food, and the people were equally amazing. I really miss them and I promised myself to revisit the place that I once called home in the near future. Frankly speaking, I did not even miss home when I was there.

It’s a small small world, bL!nk$t@R.

Time to unclutter November 25, 2009

The desk and drawer are finally uncluttered. It’s an “unburdening” effect, quipped by Richard Templar, the author of Rules of Life. Everytime we begin to clear things up and reorganise our stuffs, it signifies that we are prepare to start anew. Along the way, we might spot things that were once lost, that will evoke our memories and make us reminisce on the past.

Undeniably, there are things that we hesitate to dispose off, especially things that might be useful to us in the future. Yea, so it’s just a ‘might’ only and it’s mighty enough to place us in a quandary. But who knows, 10 years from now, our lives will be in a topsy-turvy state. I guess we should be even more worried whether human race could sail past 2012!

Eventually, I end up recycling those materials. Truth be told, I did retained some possession as keepsake. Even though we really dump away those ‘unwanted’ stuffs, how sure are we that we will never think about it again? I reckon you will agree with me that in spite of everything,  we are just pure humans-humans with feelings. And, this is what that makes us difference from other organisms.

Be sure to be proud whenever you have the ability to feel~

Recollecting humanity, bL!nk$t@R.

Silent protest November 20, 2009

I took out my calculator and start counting some figures. Sigh. I’m taking a step back to review my decision.

There are still some minor things in life that I’m learning to do. Things that even a child is capable of doing. It may seem to be small, but it’s huge to me and requires lots of courage. I wonder, is there anyone who is facing the same problem like me?

That inner me is struggling in the water at times. It needs a float, or perhaps, a lifeguard to save it. Still, silence is my best defense against all.

Gazing at strangers, staring at the tv, I dream vividly about the times that yet to come. I guess I’m pretty clear of what’s ahead of me. Just that I have to return to reality which is something my heart withheld assent against it since my brain ripens. Or, you could say that it’s a sort of silent protest in me.

The silent protester wants to be heard, bL!nk$t@R.

Musings, soaking wet November 16, 2009

The downpour has yet to stop since morning and it left me with a pair of soaking wet sports shoes. There is melancholy in the weather and driving back alone often chucks me in musing mode. I think it’s already a habit to embroil myself in those typical sad feelings (including some eye-squinting actions). Got the blue just like me?

By the way, I slept consciously for approximately 5 hours last night. Although my eyes were shut, I still can sense what is happening around me. I don’t think insomnia is the word. I would rather call it conscious sleeping and trust me you are just like a zombie. Exams are here again and my heart rate was not at resting pace. These minor palpitations are giving me sleepless night. -_-

Someone told me that the reason why people indirectly keep reminding you of your future absence is because they are in a state of denial, somehow reluctant to accept the fact. Despair, that person said. I said, life still goes on.

respecting choices, reasons and tons of excuses, bL!nk$t@R.

Imminent November 12, 2009

Insomnia is officially back again.

Gosh. It was 2.59am as I woke up and turned towards the clock. Needless to say, my brain was still active. In fact, I don’t really do much thinking during the day. You see, when the thoughts start to enter, it’s hard for it to stop. That explains why I can’t fall asleep and I’d been lying on the bed since 12am.

You may find it weird that I even thought about what to blog today. This mind of mine constantly revolves around the future lately. To be specific, the year 2010. It conceives one idea after another. One thing I know, a quite massive change is imminent and there is a dash of excitement in me.

I guess I’m happy enough to say that I accidentally found a similar replacement for something I’d lost few years ago.

Flipp was born on yesterday midnight. Stay tuned.

In need of better sleep, bL!nk$t@R.