the rug that was the quiet afternoon today was pulled from under our feet as the news that an ex-colleague met an accident on his way to work today reached our gtalk. he didn't make it. :( no one knew what happened, as there were no other vehicles involved, and this was on MEX, a relatively smooth highway. he just lost control of the vehicle i guess.

this just sucks. the family is surely devastated (two of his sibs were my ex-colls too). i knew they were super close. i can't imagine what they are going through. me and him were merely acquaintances, but as he was close to some other colls, i've had anecdotes shared to me of him which made me feel like i knew him when we've barely exchanged a word, maybe just a smile if ever. he was a rather shy and quiet person. sigh. so young. :( i'm sorry.

RIP, E.


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some links reporting the incident: here, here and here


:,(

i'm not a big fan of emotions

i don't like how energy sapping it gets, esp a long-drawn drama
i don't like turning into an incoherent blubber
i don't like the raging tempest within
i don't like exploding into hot rage
i don't like euphoric high only to be met by a slump
i don't like to be affected by what i read, what i hear

but much as i tell myself not to
i do.
much as i try to hold it in and just let things be
i can't.
much as i try not to be bothered
i am.

i wish i could control my emotions better.

pants on fire

i was introduced to a friend's friend yesterday. when asked what he did, he said he washes aircrafts, for MAS. at first i was like, what? that's a job?! but being the naive person that i am, i believed him (i don't know any better the intricacies of airline operations, and he was rather convincing).

and being the friendly person that i am (ahem), i asked him questions throughout lunch as i was stuck with him next to me, and it was much, much later into the conversation that i found out that he was pulling a fast one on me.. when i caught him at something he said.

i was less than amused.

maybe he lacks joke delivery skill and didn't notice that the sell-by date on his joke has passed 2 minutes after pulling it, what more after half an hour. i'm all for pranks but please, don't cross the fine line between a bluff and an outward lie. i barely knew you. it's unnerving having to be conscious of the fact that i have to be careful of you, of what you say. first impression: fail.

maybe it was because my friend has told me earlier that this guy is somewhat "complicated", whatever that meant. and how she subsequently said that he was not in his elements today, and again, whatever that meant. there was something not very together in the way he carried himself -- but maybe it was in my head.

or, maybe it was his OTT reaction to show what a banana (basically, a chinese who doesn't speak chinese) he is - i don't know how to explain this but he practically raised his hand and exclaimed "oh i'm a banana too! :D" when my friend kinda poked fun me for not getting a joke that was going on around the table in chinese -- who does that??). that, plus his earlier exchange with the waiter which i wouldn't elaborate here, had this going on in my head: hello, what are you so proud of? you are not more superior because you don't speak chinese. you are actually LACKING. it means that you are not an effective communicator in another language other than you own tongue. annoyed, i tried to speak as much chinese as i could in subsequent conversation.

maybe i should be more forgiving, since i don't really know him.
i'll just eat my word later lah.

'foot fever

i'm feeding myself a steady diet of switchfoot songs, just to get into the mood. heh.
it's 71 days to the concert, which translates to foorrreeeverrrrr in instant-gratification-land.

this is an olddd song of theirs (from their first album). haven't heard it in a while, then it popped into my head a few days back, so it's like an re-acquaintance. don't think they would play it in the concert, so enjoy it here! :)

am back fr my trip down south (covering singapore, johor & seremban.. am happy. will post some pics up, but gotta get some work done first. watch this space! :)

bleeding thoughts, cracking boulder
don't fall over
fake your laughter, burn the tear
sing it louder, twist and shout

way up here we stand on shoulders
growing colder, laugh or cry, I won't mind
sing it louder, twist and shout

immovable shadows, concrete girl
they'll rock your world to nothing
and they're swimming around again, again
around the concrete girl

catch your breath, like four leaf clover
hand it over, scream to no one, take your time
sing it louder, twist and shout

nothing to run from
is worse than something and all your fears of nothing
and they're swimming around again, again
and they're swimming around the concrete girl

concrete girl, don't fall down
in this broken world around you
concrete girl
don't fall down, don't fall down
my concrete girl

don't stop thinking
don't stop feeling

one step away from where we were
and one step back to nothing

and we're standing on top of our hopes and fears
and we're fighting for words now
concrete girl

switchfoot :: concrete girl

tickets: BOUGHT!
heart rate: UP!
operation eat-sleep-dream-breathe-SF's songs: ON!

ah, why can't it be this weekend? APRIL is so long to goooo...

ayam kambing to siew!

I developed a backache (on my lower left side) at the end of the CNY holiday. Nicked a few pieces of back pain patches from my MIL, but putting them on instantly made me feel like I was 50 year old. Sigh. It soothes the pain for a while til I remembered that I have an allergy towards cloth plasters which resulted in a square red area that keeps begging me to scratch it. I’ve stopped using the patches since, and resorted to Counterpain, a muscle pain relief cream, but because I have to apply it over the sore/scratched skin, it stings quite a bit every time I do.

I don’t want to grow old. :(

On an unrelated but positive note, I was rather encouraged with the Tunisian revolution and then the Egyptian protests. My first thought was like, Whoa – this should totally happen here! Our PM must have read my mind, cos he has since issued a veiled threat (We will not allow it to happen here -- urgh sure like we will ask for permission -_-) I’m sure he has every reason to be jittery. It's about time! Anyways, do read this primer on what’s going on in Egypt (link from

Monday, February 7, 2011

ayam kambing to siew!

the date's confirmed! marked my calendar with a huge red circle for APRIL 28 (sis, take note :D)

asked the goat what are the chances that they'd come over to malaysia after singapore (like what they did in 2008), and he said it's very slim cos that last time the organizers barely broke even -- we lack the strength in numbers that singapore and indonesia have, hence we are constantly overlooked by all the good (and even bad i guess =) acts.

that and the fact that with our crappy currency
quite hard to afford acts also


but indonesia??
:(


indonesia organizers are the richest
do u know they just signed The Strokes to a show there?
The Strokes!
siao
cause population besar
so their shows can easilly sellout

(err, Strokes who? hahaha.. but if any of you are a fan, start checking AA for tix to jakarta!)

anyways, was glad that jazz asked me (twice!) abt the tix, cos i don't think i'd have bothered checking til March hehe :D so i was kinda stoked finding out about the presale tix over at sistix this morning but after a couple hours of fumbling around (and pestering the rach to confirm), found out that i wasn't eligible for it (have to be a member of their fan club, which is like USD49/YEAR -- thanks but i'll pass) -- so bummed out!

oh wells.

waiting til Wed 9-Feb for the public tix sale, hoping that the good seats are still available! lemme know if any of you are keen to go! the more the merrier!! ^__^