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Tagged: Things you want in your partner
I don't really do this nonsense but here goes. (thank You ==)

RULES:

1. The victim has to come up with 8 different points about his/her perfect partner.

2. Has to mention the gender of his or her partner.

3. Tag 8 other victims to join this game and leave a comment on their blog.

4. If you are tagged the 2nd time, there is NO need to do it again.

5. Lastly, have fun doing it!

Lets begin:

1. She has to be understanding. Almost impossibly understanding. She mustn't forget that I'm only human too.

2. Patience is something which is of the utmost importance because I can really get on people's nerves. For someone to get along with me well, she has to be able to take the nonsense I can sometimes throw at her without my noticing it.

3. A sense of humour is something which my partner absolutely MUST have. I could never live with a character who didn't know how to have a good laugh. I could never bear a person who took everything too seriously.

4. She has to be true to me. She cheats, it's over. No question. I don't care how hard it is for me or her. If it comes to her having to cheat, I must not be good enough for her.

5. She has to be as crazy about me as I am for her.

6. Mustn't be domineering. Once she thinks that just because I'd do almost anything for her that she can lord it over me she's got it all wrong. I can only take so much.

7. She has to trust me and believe that I would do anything for her as long as she stays within the bounds of logic and reason. She should always believe that I would never purposely do anything to hurt her (unless I hurt her even without my knowledge or unless I'm left with no choice).

8. 8 is hardly enough. Nor can I say enough to fill 8. What I want in a woman. My perfect woman will never exist because people are far from perfect. That doesn't mean that I won't love the one I am with/will be with as much as I can.

8 others:

I tag...

Jimmy (fuzzy)

Alexa

Kok Wui

Sharon (Tan)

Mag

Ping May

Ehaab

Prith

Hold On.

Nothing like a little bit of music to set the mood into comprehension of what's been running through my mind for the past month or more. The past few days have been quite emotionally charged.

It's been a while since I've heard a good Goo Goo Dolls song and this one is relatively simpler than others but I think this one really does pull the right strings for me now.

The Goo Goo Dolls
Before It's Too Late

I wander through fiction to look for the truth,
Buried beneath all the lies,
and I stood at a distance,
To feel who you are,
Hiding myself in your eyes.

and hold on before it's too late,
Until we leave this behind,
Don't fall just be who you are,
It's all that we need in our lives.

and the risk that might break you,
Is the one that would save,
A life you don't live is still lost,
So stand on the edge with me,
Hold back your fear and see,
Nothing is real till it's gone.

Hold on before its too late,
Until we leave this behind,
Don't fall just be who you are,
It's all that we need in our lives.

So live like you mean it,
Love till you feel it,
It's all that we need in our lives,
So stand on the edge with me,
Hold back your fear and see,
Nothing is real till it's gone.

Hold on before its too late,
Until we leave this behind,
Don't fall just be who you are,
It's all that we need in our lives.

Hold on before its too late,
Until we leave this behind,
Don't fall just be who you are,
It's all that we need in our lives.

It's all that we need in our lives.
It's all that I need in my life.


P.S. : All I want.

Into The Dark.

It's been a while since I've posted. Hadn't really made any time to nor did I have the mood to post. There are quite a few things which I might blog about. Many an interesting tale which I might unfold what mischief has occurred in my colourfully monochrome life. Instead of all that, I choose speak of Death. Having the media and some of our friends' imaginations so vividly morbid, Death is nothing more than a topic which skims over the surface of the mundane.

It is nothing impossible when we say that Death is something we all must and will face in due time. In actual fact it is not the death of our near and dear which we resent but it is the loss of their company. The sudden extra space in the house or the empty chair at the table.

We don't look at those we love all the time and tell them how much in actual fact we that treasure them so. Not to say that we shouldn't have to but it is no lie that we can't constantly remind them how much we treasure them because half the time, we don't. We are too busy with our lives sometimes that we just don't get around to telling people we care for them and when we pass by them we just wave a short of flailing hand at them or a flick of the wrist so as to acknowledge them that they do not go unnoticed. We don't know what we've got till it's gone.

This post wasn't intended to make myself or the readers run off to give hugs to people they care about. That wasn't the point. That isn't the point. Notice people. Know them. Be the best you can for them. When they're gone, live on for them, for yourself.

I once said that I'd want to be the last one to die. This is because I couldn't bear to see anyone I care for standing alone with tears in their eyes. I'd prefer the pain to be mine.

P.S. : Oh lately it's been so quiet.

Fire?

I'm not one to do multiple posts in one sitting (as it is I don't blog as often) but this really calls for a second post. As I was blogging the previous post, I noticed voices from my window (which faces the palm oil plantation behind my humble abode) and so I peered out the window. To my surprise, I noticed the stupid expatriate workers burning their garbage again but the flames were quite large this time. There were neighbours making noise about the burning (took them long enough to notice). I watched the flames grow higher. Soon, the fire got out of control and the top branches of the tree were aflame. The fire began to spread. Noticing the impending danger, I quickly rushed downstairs and dashed out front to grab the long hose. After dropping it off at the backyard, I called the fire department. When asked for my location, I remembered that I couldn't remember my house address to save my life. I rushed outside and got a neighbour to call in (the funniness). When I'd gotten the hose ready, one of the neighbours quickly took charge of it and began a futile attempt to douse the flames with our single, pathetic jet of water. After trying for about 15 minutes, the firetruck arrived. My street is such that there is no clear road which leads round back (tsk tsk). The only way it seemed for the firefighters to reach the fire was through my house! I let them in, opened the gates and led them around the side of the house and through the back door. They began their work on the fire and soon, they'd doused the flames. The whole incident took about an hour and more to settle. While they were fighting the flames, others were ravaging the slum houses nearby the factory where the scumbags who started the fire supposedly lived. They'd made a run for it. No one was in sight. The scoundrels! The police and the other departments will be hearing of this one. I have 2 photos but I'll update them later.

Ha. Herofish somemore.

The weekend that was a dream (almost)

Ah, holidays it seems. Yeah right...

I volunteered to become a mentor in the Mentorship Malaysia Program under ARCCADE and right now (and even when I first signed up), I'm pretty sure I'm going to be on that shortlisted short list (it's a bitter-sweet thing). (*Poof*, my holidays go up in smoke.)

Went for training today. I woke up and hurried to college for the training session which was to begin at 9am. Lethargy. The only thing which consoled me about dragging my carcass out of bed that early on a holiday was a message from you.
Training was quite entertaining as I was put into a group with an animated character (Kok Wui) and I sure hope that we (my team) get along well and do a good job.
I forgot to smoke this morning (gah!). That probably was one of the causes of the lethargy and almost lackadaisically for the whole day. There are other reasons though. Anyway, the training was tiring, entertaining yet a drag.

Now, onto what was on the plus side (and yet on the minus as well). Last weekend was probably one of the most amazing ones I've had since 1986. The only other time I'd felt like I was in a fairytale or storybook was when I wasn't sober. I never knew anything quite like that. I never thought that could happen to me. I never knew. I never knew that the song could exist in such beauty and encompass such a sweet train of memories. Till you.
Sure the Sunday was a kink downwards but I'm here. I'm ready to provide what I can. You can get through this.
The human creature is one that makes mistakes. We learn from them, we learn.

Time is not our luxury yet so treasure it we must. Time will come around, patience will pay off, what we are will endure. I'm waiting.

You doomed thief, damned robber...

Over, For Me At Least.

Today I woke up to one of the wierder dreams I have every now and then. Oddly enough I remember the content. It was something like a cross of a scene from Thief III, Prison Break and Counter-Strike. Woke up to getting shot in the left shoulder. I woke up to find that I'd overslept and I had numbed both my arms and my left shoulder felt like it had been shot. I was supposed to get up to finish up studying for my Social Psychology final later today (at 2pm). I planned to wake up at like 4am but woke up at about 5 something instead only to read 3-4 pages and finally give up and decide to go back to bed for about an hour or so.

Woke up to JoA's message. I'd missed the message I got from the Fuz about 4 minutes earlier. I didn't hear the alarm again. Bloody hell. We were following JoA to college again. After packing up my stuff for futsal, I left home. Off to college.

When we got to college, went for some breakfast and then went to a study room in Wisma Help.
Finals are over. At least for me. I seem to be the only one (other than Stef) who's finished with his/her finals. Everyone still has at least one more paper. Advertising Copywriting went averagely well and today's paper was quite decent. Managed to finish just in time (with 2 minutes to spare).

After the exams, we all adjourned at the ground floor of the building and what ensued was pure confusion. I didn't know who was joining us for futsal and people who were supposed to come suddenly couldn't make it. By this time, my head was throbbing, I was as hungry as a horse and was really really tired (oh, and did I mention I was antsy to get onto the pitch). Once again we were late (for futsal). There was a serious jam towards Subang. Apparently there was an accident. Must've been bad. Hope everyone's alright. Well, when we arrived on the (futsal) scene, we found there were only 7 of us in total. We had to resort to playing with a bunch of strangers who were just sitting around, waiting for their friends to arrive. The only name I could remember was Jack (I still have that problem with names, old habits do die hard ==). It was fun today apart from the part where JoA got kapow-ed in the temple by the ball with quite some force (Loretta, chill lmao). The guys we played with were good (at least better than me). It was odd how I was short of breath less than 5 minutes into the game. I wonder what happened. Maybe I was tired.
Picture from IStockphoto.

Afterwards, we went on to have dinner at a Chinese hawker stall and then all of us went our separate ways. I left my phone in JoA's car. The horror!

N.B. - My Kinda Angel ^^

Robots In The Sky

Today has been quite a dramatic day for me indeed. Woke up feeling like someone stuck a wooden stake into my left shoulder blade. Was going to meet Stef in college to study for exams next week. I finished up the project proposal's executive summary, printed and handed it up by about 2pm and not long after, left college to look for the office where I was going to have an interview for an internship. The lady over the phone couldn't even provide me with proper directions which led me to driving around the whole of Petaling Jaya's section 14 quite a number of times. I was almost being driven up the wall by lousy drivers and people who didn't know how to park their cars decently. Malaysian driving isn't something for the person with a bad temper nor is it for those of faint heart. I finally found the office I was supposed to go to and only realized that it was a job I dreaded. The lady there, Daphne, wanted to hire me as a full time sales rep. No, I didn't want to be a sales rep. I wanted a marketing or copywriting internship. Not become a peddler. After about 40 minutes (or was it an hour?) of faking interest, I finally found a way to tell Daphne I would get back to her. I felt pathetic. I was again cursing my way through traffic as I drove us towards Cineleisure because we were to watch Transformers with Loretta, Dong (yay, can call him that again) and Steph A.

We reached Cineleisure ahead of time (for the movie). Poor JoA was starving. So was I. After walking about looking for a proper, light meal, we finally decided on Kenny Rodgers. With some soup and some peaceful conversation, I soon began to cool off a little. Soon, the others joined us and before we knew it, we were headed towards the cinema. I'd left my wallet in the car so I walked off to the car park to grab it before someone smashed a window to grab my very fat but relatively empty wallet. During the walk to the car, my gut began to ache. It wasn't a toilet emergency, it was pain in it's purest form. I was wondering if it was appendicitis but I doubted it. Making my way to the cinemas, I found the bunch of them congregated at the waiting area of the cinema and soon we were seated in our spots, waiting for the movie to begin. I was in pain throughout the entire movie. The screaming pain in my gut wouldn't let up. Must've been gas or something.

Transformers was AWESOME! It's been a long long time since I've been able to come out of a movie cursing at how brilliant it was. I was never a fan of yellow but after Bumblebee, I'm beginning to like the colour a bit. Just a bit. In the past, I was like every other kid who watched transformers and adored Optimus Prime. After watching that movie, my favourite character is DEFINITELY Bumblebee! That cheeky sense of humour and choice of music he has is so lovable!! All you Transformer fans out there, this one is definitely a must-watch. No kidding. I agree Spiderman and X-Men were horrible but this is definitely something which will impress your pants off. Personally, I felt that the cars in that movie were more impressive than what you'd see in 2Fast2Furious (didn't watch Tokyo Drift).

After the awesome movie, we decided to go to William's for dinner. I was still in pain but I guess the walking helped calm my guts down a little. It still hurt but it wasn't as bad as it was during the movie. Ivy joined us for dinner. A pleasant surprise. Dinner was good. Not too filling since we all shared food. After dinner, we chilled out a little then I had to go.

That was basically my Friday. It started off a little bumpy but the movie was so brilliant that it turned the day around for the better (yes, it was that good).

NB - Bear. It will all work itself out somehow. Have a little faith. Wish I was there. But I'm still here. Always.