Some lessons I've learnt.

I have stopped pretending to know what I don't. Instead, I tell people: "I'm sorry, I don't know. Why don't you try Google?"

I have learned that some lessons in life will cost you your time, money and emotion. That would include lending money to people and never getting it back, or making a wrong move at your workplace.

I finally recognized that it's okay to ask for help. Because there are plenty of generous people around to help you too.

I know that I need to be fair to myself, instead of being constantly bullied into doing things I don't wish to do.

Letting go is really one of the ways to resolve a naggling problem.

Stick around with your friends. Thick and Thin. Point out to them where they have went wrong, no matter how much it'll hurt them.

Honesty is still the best policy. Because lying and coming up with the lies to cover up the previous lie is seriously exhausting.

Defend anything you love. Your chosen set of best friends. Your favourite band. Your parents. Of course, defend reasonably. Like "I love the Red Hot Chili Peppers, but I think some of their lyrics is crap."

I have oily scalp. My hair needs constant wash. At least twice a day. Without a wash, I look like I haven't bathe in days.

Be adventurous. Audrey and I hopped on a cab in Johor Bahru, and we met the nicest Taxi Driver whom gave a jumpstart guide to the place. Going to JB might be nothing to some of you, but well, it's somewhere to start, right?

Love your parents. Just because.

See through all your projects. Work wise, personal projects. The feeling after you finish is shiok lah.

Prove to people who don't believe in you that you can do it. Also shiok feeling lah.

It's a superficial world. Look presentable.

It's okay to point out to your boss where they have went wrong. They will be grateful to you.

Just chillin'

on Christmas Eve.

Credits to Nasrul for Original Shot.

All these codes don't make any sense to me at all. I'm all ready to give up.

Meow.

This is Dingo. Dingo is my friend's cat. My friend is Nasrul. Dingo is named after a character from Monty Python and the Holy Grail.

That face damn cute lah.

Smooth or not?

Nitya and I were in Guardian, and we were near the Body Lotions section.

Me: (points at Jergens) I use this one.

Nitya: Oooh. (strokes my arm playfully) I also use something. Come, touch me.

Me: Okay. (touch her arm) Not bad ah.

Nitya: No, no, touch here instead! (points at her thigh).

Me: Okay. (feels her thigh) Erm. Hairy leh.

Nitya: Fuck you lah!

I'm feeling a little sad

It's my last night in Bangkok. For the past 9 days, I was over at my cousin's house in Thailand, surrounded by the people whom I got used to seeing just once or twice a year. (Chinese New Year, lah)

And though I didn't do the usual things people do when they're over at Bangkok, I was happy. Catching up with my cousin, getting more acquainted with his wife, playing with my nieces. I had to work on my freelance project on some days, but I wasn't stressed out. It's a holiday, man.

It's the same feeling, like after a 3-day Girl Guides Camp, or after a week long stayover at auntie's place. Or working on a show for around 2 weeks with my fellow drama mates. This familiar feeling.

This familiar sadness, knowing that all this is just temporary.

Nah.

Jonathan from Spank The Male Nurse blog has stopped writing his blog, but no worries, he's still alive. This piece of information is for the number of you who drop by here via his blog.

A couple of months back, when I met him, I asked him why he isn't writing anymore. He was saying that he has a couple of people he wanted to protect. As you know, his blog has always been anecdotes of his life experiences. Yes, he still lives life, one more exciting than my own, just that he can't share them publicly anymore.

I guessed you'll start having limitations when your blog is read by many, and readers actually recognize you and your friends on the streets of our tiny city. Plus, co-workers as well.

If it helps, here's a picture of both of us instead, taken a couple of months back. When I still had bangs. He still looked posh, but not over the top, if you know what I mean.

Grabbed the picture from Audrey's Facebook. Thanks ah, woman.

P/S: He's also on Twitter, but long long time never update also. Sian.

Sawadeekawaii

Headed to Thailand, where I intend to get massage after massage after massage. Be back on the 8th.

I can haz Sinkapore Flavur?

Some LOLCATS I created.

Mundane entry for the day.

Two friends getting married, one day after another. Just splurged on a dress to attend the banquet(s). Now not much to sustain me for the rest of the month liao. I don't even wanna think about the Ang Pao I must Pao for them. MLIA

Note of advice.

Hello to any kids reading this blog. Never be a hero if you cannot take it.

Updates: Blog header!

If you don't know already, the graphics on my blog header are random, powered by Javascript. Some of you might see a new one which I did up early this morning, of an indian man with the most rocking moustache. Fooled around with the Photoshop's Liquify Tool as well to make the retarded twin beside him.

Yes, the boh liao things I do, but it's the first time I'm playing with the Liquify tool. This makes me a little more knowledgeable,I guessed.