GPS

(its a great product , a bit pricey rm 1099. its easy to use and packed with features like speed trap warning, restaurants rating, nearest petrol stations, etc. and oh not to mention the sexy navigation voice )



great. finally i have put the final straw on the camel's back in term of my road navigation skill. i have been working in kl for donkey yrs yet today i simply cant find my fucking way to mont kiara garden international school. i need to go there to meet up a very important client at 2pm. ok, its during my official working hours and i'm doing personal business. what the heck, customer always comes first. the point is i spent fucking 2 hrs to reach there after literally completed all the fucking major roads in kl. i started in ampang for god sake. i was 50 mins late and that was a fucking brilliant way to impress the client in the first meeting.

on my way back, i just walked in ampang point to have my lunch. yeah its 4pm. the coway guy is harassing me again with the 0.0001mm reverse osmosis system, yeah 0.0001mm ,not 0.001mm. yeah i know. its 0.1micro mm, not 1 micro mm. ok.not even bacteria can escape the filter. i get the point, fucker. i designed water supply treatment plant for my uni thesis ok? i dun need the filter, i already have one.

suddenly i saw this kiosk selling GPS system. bingo! this is what i need. the sales man wants to explain more on the different functions and models. i stopped him. no. nahi. shussssss... just give me the simplest model with the biggest fucking screen available. dont tell me all the mp3, picture viewer thingie.. wtf, who would ever want to listen to music with a gps navigator right? where is the cow sense ? we only use gps in the fuckin car right? and all cars got stereo right?...

anyway, i leave the mall a very happy man, with my garmin nuvi gps. hahaha.. now i am a man with direction.

new year

new yr doesn't ring any bell to me anymore, i stop counting the yr after i am 30 coz it doesnt make any difference to my life and more importantly i dont want to remind myself how old i am hahaha. when we were young, every year was a milestone.. form 4, form 5... fresh yr, sophomore.. graduate.. 1st yr working, new yr party,new yr resolution, things we must achieve, get the 1st 10k in account and happily buy urself a present, get the first car, first house, daydream about 1st million, a gf/bf,etc etc... its such an exciting time with so much hope, joy and promises. and of course some despair, remorse when we take stock of things we promise ourself to do the previous yr. some how few yrs down the road, new yr means very little other the salary increment or bonus. it doesnt mark anything, just a smirk in the face when the fire crackers scattered in dark sky .. yep, the earth has completed 1 more rotation around the sun and i have to add 1 yr to my age. wtf does some ball rotations got to do with me?

but chinese new year is totally different. nobody gives a shit abt some resolutions or wht u did in the past yr. its pure celebration. so much fooooood, angpau, fire crackers, kids can have fun all day, u wont get scolded for boozing, gambling but not swearing la... Too bad the atmosphere is not that strong anymore. it only 2 weeks to cny yet the 'feel' is not there. maybe the lousy economics got to do with it. yep, we materialistic modern monkeys forget how to have fun without paper bills.

i remembered when i was young, the cny mood extended almost 1 month before the real thing. my mum and aunties would make so many types of cookies-kuih bangkit, kuih kapet, pineapple tart,butter cookies,conflakes cookies, u name it.we even made our own bakua and ba hu. my duty was to stir things up- eggs,butterscoth, chocolate,caramel, corn starch... dad would have to repair dysfunctioned radio, dysfunctioned lights, dysfunctioned bicycle( mine),paint the gate, paint the house, get the new red lanterns, and all the heavenly fooood-bakua,mandrin orange, my kickapoo, my greenspot, seafoods, etc etc...

now, i dun know wht to do except shop for some new clothes ( which i do on monthly basis), buy some bakua ( which i buy every few months), pre order some fresh seafood at rediculous price( which i buy every other week), and some dried seafood at even more ridiculous price ( abalone - canned, 11/2 piece, rm 258/can, sea cucumber rm 690/kg, fish maw - rm 90/50gm, scallop- rm 159/16 pcs). sis will be buying some cookies and promise to make some . i really dun know wht else i can do to create that magic feel. i cant paint my gate coz its powder coated wrought iron, i cant paint my wall, its washable and theres all the decorative flat stones, i cant fix my bicycle, theres aint any, i cant clear my house, its mopped every week, i aint have anything to throw away, i aint have anything to fix. i wish i can gather every family member to make cookies again.. wishful thinking - hey i want my cny mood back! fuck, lets go buy some fire crackers from some dodgy ah bengs.

YYY!

Hi, dear. i should be able to cope on my own.

Very stressed thinking of starting to deal with the legal side of things, but it has to be done, sooner the better.

My friend YS helped emailed Ben before my delivery to inform him about the cesarean date. Not surprisingly, he didn't bother until now. Not only that, his mum called YS's mum to defend themselves, saying i'm a bad woman who quarrelled with her, ben is a simple kampung boy and i seduced him!

Copied below is her email to me.

Pls pray for me, that the legal procedure will be smooth, i'll get a good settlement, and most importantly, baby will get a passport/ british nationality asap. otherwise, i really don't know how i can go back for ur wedding. i discussed with our aunts, they don't think i should leave the baby here for someone to take care of while i go back alone for ur wedding. Anyway, that's sept, hopefully all's done and well by then.

Will see if i can find time to call u soon.

U know ppl always say all parents think their child/baby is the cutest? they are all wrong, for only my baby is indeed the cutest in this world!

My favourite past time is to just look at him when he is sleeping (not when he's crying)

Love,

Sis

YS's email to me:

Dear, Really happy for you! Sure you are savouring the sweetness you have paid so much for. I really like the baby being called YYY. So cute, imagine next time when he starts talking he will be asking so many questions that you will be too busy to answer eg Why is the bird flying???? Why is the sky blue????????? Why is the doggie barking ??????? etc etc :) Too cute. Hey, I really don't know Ben's father is called Ivan. What a waste :p It really took a while for me to decide telling you the outcome of sending Ben the mail. After ~1 week I sent the mail to him, my mum recieved a call from Ben's mother. She was trying to defend herself and the family about the whole thing. She told my mum you quarreled with her and seduced Ben (as how you describe last time), that Ben was just a 'simple kampung boy'. My mum just listened and didn't make any comments. She later thought my mail shouldn't have mentioned the mother's name which may have prompted the mother to call and defend. (I just stated 'I undersatnd aunt Hope may have played a part in decision making'....) Otherwise I have been trying to be polite and soft in writing the mail. I was very furious and disappointed in Ben that for a 30 y/o guy to tell all details of a friend's letter to the mum. My mum later said it will be the right thing to ditch such guy who cannot make up his own mind. We are still on your side, because we believe Ben shouldn't have run away from his responsibilities, didn't matter whever the mum said. These happened before your delivary. I didn't feel like telling you at the time because I still had a small hope that Ben would turn up. But he did not, unfortunately. As friends, Nick and I have lost faith in him. Hope you can come out from his shadow soon. I am sure baby YYY will make you happier day by day, and you will soon find someone who really loves you and willing to sacrifice for you and your baby. take care and Happy New Year! Look forward to a better year!

family,baby,engagement,wedding,diamond rings

Ok. it's 2009. its a brand new year. for me, its a brand new family.

25 dec - christmas day. sis is back to her house with a new baby
25 dec midnight - younger sis is engaged. gulp.. this is calamity. my cny holiday is over.
31 dec- my gf hinted she wants a marriage at the end of the year. a 1 carat diamond ring would be appropriate to show my true love for her. appropriate? i thought true love is abt sincerity,loyalty,thrustworthy,mutual respect..not clarity,weight,colour&cutting. anyway, if a diamond ring gonna make her happy, so be it.
3 jan - jie ying's wedding day. another nail hammered into my solid cofffin
3 jan - may finally collected diamond ring no.7 from her indon chinese boyfriend. they will be getting married in may. gold caost i think. 7 diamond rings?? bloody gold digger, no.. diamond digger.
3 jan - apparently jun wei got himself a new gf. his uni mate in auckland u i think. johorean working in singapore. very fit. like that taiwanese singer jolin tsai.