Two is better than one

After getting the work done in the office, I swiftly make a move to leave. Too swift that I found myself all alone, again, in a bustling and dangerous city..I switched on the radio...



Two is Better Than One is on the radio..and she came to my mind...how I wish I could see her for another while..will she have dinner with me? is she done with her work?.. For once, I did the right thing, that is to try...

I was delighted when she agreed! It was like an early Christmas gift..a priceless gift.. And it was calming, exactly what I need in a time when I feel insecure and uncertain.

Work can really blinded the voice of your heart...

Haha..so the title very confusing, right? How can something blinded a voice?

But that is exactly what happened to me..

During the 10-week internship period, I've go through the working life of the majority of adults..waking up early, take the public transport, and reach the work place, work, go back home, sleep.. To be more extreme, this company work 6-day full day, so 6/7 of the week, I have to go through these..

Ok ,well, what I'm trying to say isn't that, a person is all work and no play. During this period, I did visit some places with friends, enjoyed some great meals together, and had fun!

But what I did not do is, to sit down quietly, and listen to what my heart wants to say..the voice of my heart.. and I didn't see the need of this. Get to relate to the title already?

The voice of our heart..is a feeling that will direct you to the purpose of your life..what you are suppose to do, your purpose in life, and not urge, or responsibility..

Only after I finish my internship, I can hear the voice of my heart again.. and found the purpose of my life..

Can we just remember the nice side of Michael Jackson?

Even as the world mourned the death of the King Of Pop, the media, and maybe most of the general public, are still very interested to the "exact details of MJ's death"..

I have to say when I first saw the news over the internet, I didn't feel much of a loss of this King Of Pop... I just thought, in a matter-of-fact manner, that "we all have to come to this day"..

But when the radio stations around the country started paying tributes to him, especially the Hitz FM, who for the whole day played his songs, only then that I realized that how much this King of Pop had touched and mesmerized us with his songs and when his techniques on the dance floor..I started feeling the sense of loss that others are already feeling..

But, whenever I looked at his pictures, whether is on the newspaper or internet, I can't help but feel that, he himself may have caused the early demise for himself.. I would hope that he can be a case study for everyone, that we should be proud of our own identity, and not obsessed with the short-term outlook.

So while all the media's attention focus on his cause of death, with headlines like "Exact details of Jackson death remain unclear", I will like everyone to just listen to his songs, and appreciate how he had influenced us, and our world, in his own way...



- While this isn't the most impressive of his video, none of his trademark "moonwalk", but this song had actually created awareness to a young boy about protecting our environment-

The final days in uni.. rush, rush and rush!

There is only one word to describe the final days of my uni life..RUSH! The rush for the viva, the rush for thesis submission, and the rush to get things packed and prepare for industrial training!..

In my case, it was probably my busiest period of my uni life, and the stakes are so high that, any unexpected incident can derail my graduation. But these final few days didn't happened as I hope for (btw, I never seem to get what I hope for!). I would have like to spend more time, just to look at the scenery and have a drink with the friends in familiar circumstances, before things change for good.

While I can't hold on to time, but I do hope to hold on to the friendships that I made, and also the memories.. those days, are "a point of no return", as Jackie said..

So, thank you all for the help all these years..thanks for being a part of my life.. and as we all move on, I hope we can still keep in touch!

The final week in uni..

It has been almost one month since my last post.. and thinking back, it feels just like few days back.. the past one month has been one of the busiest period in my 4 years in uni.. so busy that I have no time to look into the emotional side of life..and suddenly, I'm starting at the last few days of my uni life.. I'm...mystified, confused, and in a way..don't know how to react to this reality...maybe numb is the word to describe how I feel..

It's incredible how work can really blinded our feelings..making ourselves deaf to the voice in our heart, and caused us to miss other important things in life besides work..

In my heart, I still have a few things that I wanna do.. have some wine with friends, have a meal together, watch football together...just like we used to be... Luckily, the friends around has been doing it, organizing steamboats (which I almost miss it), having meals together, which will surely be a part of my memory..

In what was probably my last exam paper on 30th, I was seated next to Afifee, a friend that, I've known since the 1st week of uni life. He was in the same group under the same academic advisor, and today he still shares the same academic advisor with me. At that moment, I couldn't help but looked back on those days when we, in a group, did all kinds of ice-breaking activities. Looking back, some may looked stupid, but it is these stupid things that, after 4 years, you will still recall.

So..before we chart our own path after this few days, let us, have a great time and enjoy the days together!

Friends: How you know them?

During the Chinese New Year period last month, when I was back in my hometown, I got to meet a lot of friends (well,at lease much more than normal days), and also some hi-bye friends and friends' friends. And there were also familiar faces that I don't really know. Everyone seems to be back in the hometown!

But of course there are some friends that I didn't get to meet, which is a pity. So the other day, suddenly I ask myself: How I know him? When?....

Well some of them I can easily recall, when and at what situation, but some..I think hard...ya..he is in the same class/activities, but when I actually got to know him personally?..

Looking back, the way I know my friends is really unique and dramatic. Some grow with me from kindergarten, primary to secondary school. Some I know them through camps, activities, sms and even friendster, facebook.

And among them, some go through hardship with me.. some work with me.. some give me memorable moments in life.. some give me inspiration by being themselves.. some give me scenes that I will always remember.. and some give me happy moments that I will always cherish..

Really grateful to have you all to be my friends.. I will appreciate every encounter and form of communication with you, even if it will only be a few minutes of meeting..or a message.

The days are numbered

Today, I had a strange feeling. While riding my motorcycle, suddenly felt that the road I travel daily, is such a familiarity. And the destination of my journey, is such a joy to go, though normally I felt duty-bound to go.

This sudden feel of appreciation, happened many times in my life before. And when I feel so, it signify the end. The end of my secondary school days, the last few days of work, the last few meetings of the society I joined.

And I noted that the days in the "king of drain" are numbered. And 86 days to be exact, according to a count by my friend.

So that's why I had this strange feeling.