Perception

Fortunately, I’m not all that into girls or else my post title will sound totally out of Baywatch. I’m fresh home from a trip to Kuantan (or Beserah to be exact). So this will be a post mainly on pictures of the trip.On the way there, we stopped by the McDonalds at Karak highway to buy dinner. Here’s me and my brother fooling around with the camera while waiting for food to come.
(mum’s favourite picture of her precious kids..haha..)

Anyway, while there, I learnt a new thing. You know how they ask you when at fast food outlets, “Eat here or take away?” Yeah… Well, my brilliant uncle said, “Of course take away! Who wants to eat at the counter?” Interesting, no? Here’s a picture of my crazily insane uncle who’s lotsa fun.

He was sporting enough to pose for the camera at least. Here’s camera shy mum. So could only secretly take the derriere view.

More pictures of the chalet and the beautiful resort.   

Kite flying by the beach.

Failure..

Followed by success


Pretty much sums up the trip. Most of my time was spent sick in bed sleeping. Poor me… What a time to fall sick. My voice was so husky that I felt I could sing Rod Stewart songs, no sweat. Worse, I couldnt eat much of the food I love. But looking on the bright side, I did have a good time braving the waves even if it was for a short while. And, we did catch a beautiful sunrise. =)

Happy Birthday to me!Hehe.. I was 21 yesterday, am 21 today, and will remain 21 always.

Fuh… Now if only that was possible.

Yeah… I know. It was only in my previous post that I said remaining forever at the same age would destroy the meaning, and beauty of life, bla bla bla… But it doesn’t hurt to daydream once in a while right?

My dearest kind uncle offered to bring me out for a birthday lunch today. He asked me where did I want to go.

“Pizza Hut!!!! Muahahahhaa…..”

You see, my uncle has this aversion of cheesy stuff. He always has this weird request of a pizza without cheese. Imagine pizza without cheese. Hmph!! Cheesecake, cheesesticks, or anything with the word cheese he avoids like that plague. Hence, my suggestion for Cheesy Bites of Pizza Hut. Some sorta sacrifice has gotta be made to please his sweet little niece on her birthday. Muahahaha…. Evil, no?

Anyway, I’ve been feeling rather loved today. Since as early as 10.45pm last night, smses have been constantly flooding in with greetings and wishes. About an average of one each hour all night through. It makes me wonder what my friends are doing up all night, not sleeping. Lack of sleep is bad for your liver, you know? Really wan… (I think la..hehe..) Most of you must be thinking, speak for yourself. Haha…

Nevertheless, a big heartfelt thank you to all of you for your wishes and greetings. I really appreciate them and am so touched to know that you all still remember me! *sob* *sniffle* *sob*

Have a good day and take care!

Cheers!

Dropped by Dad’s new warehouse today. Though still in the process of completion, the looming building presented itself to me. This was it. Perhaps I cannot even begin to describe what this place means to Dad. I know he’s proud of his achievements. So am I..

But I think that I may have let him down when I so quickly replied that I wasnt going to take over the business. Looking at the warehouse however may have softened that stand a little. Dad has been pretty open since quite a few years ago about wanting me to learn the trade. Though I’ve insisted countless of times that its not really something I’m interested in, he still persists in suggesting. Some of it must have gotten to my head, when I chose optional subjects like Commercial Law and Company Law.

Results of my final year will be out soon enough. There is not a day of which I can push the constant worry of it from my mind. The fear of the unknown perhaps? I simply do not know what to expect, except to blindly hope for the best. But after that, what next?

So many options present. I can’t seem to pinpoint a certain direction to follow. I wonder if I’m the only one feeling this way or if everyone is like me, uncertain and unsure, plodding blindly ahead. With so many decisions to make at this point in life, its not surprising that I’ve often pondered how it would be like to live in Never Never Land, just like Peter Pan and the Lost Brothers. Would life lose its meaning and purpose if we were to never grow up and remain carefree forever? Is immortality as a kid a desirable option? I’m not too sure of that.

Life itself would mean constantly standing at crossroads, roundabouts, or in these days, multi-tiered flyovers. Not every road you choose lets you make a U-turn. Sign(board)s you see are purely confusing (as all KL signboards are..). Sometimes, we wish that we could look to the future to see what awaits us, so that it’ll ultimately help us decide now. Yet, I don’t think that any path is truly easy. What we decide now would affect our lives in different ways. There’s absolutely no certainty to it. There’s simply no telling. Knowing the future could probably only cause more headache as we have to weigh between the different outcomes of different decisions.

(I don’t think I’m making much sense here. I’ve been typing this post for over a few days, but nothing seems satisfactory. Edits in the future are probable, if I’m not too lazy. Hehe..)

To sum it up, choices have presented themselves to me. Decisions have to be made at some point. Some are dependent on others. What weeks ahead have in store for me, I’ll just have to wait and see. I pray that things will turn out fine and wish the same for all my friends who are also waiting for their results too. *crosses fingers*

I’ve been having plenty of time to study the back of my eyelids. I trust that right now, no one knows the back of my eyelids better than me. Never mind the fact that probably no one ever has nor ever will attain such a knowledge than that of mine.

Sleepless nights have plagued me 3 nights in a row.

Yes. Kura kura. Tortoise. You read it correctly.

You see, a friend of mine recently told me that by keeping you engine under 2000 revs, we could save fuel. With rising fuel costs, I thought, no harm trying. It turned out a little more challenging than I believed it to be.

You simply wouldnt know its complications until you’ve tried it for yourself. Of course, if you have been driving in super slow mo all this while, then its a different matter. I (not from that category obviously) realised that 2000 revs and below means a VERY light tap on the accelerator. A little more than a tap and VROOM…! The rev indicator needle soars above 2.

With that, my goodbyes to:

• Good pickup – No more competing pickup speed with perdanas, honda accords, toyota hiluxs, etc when the lights go green at traffic lights. Most would notice the obvious difference in power these cars have compared to my little beloved Kenari. But it is my faith that my Kenari can achieve wonders beyond wildest dreams.
• Overtaking – There are these people who seem to have all the time in the world to travel at 40-50kmph on highways. I never understand how someone can want to spend so much time in the car. There are also lorries dropping pebbles that bounce and etch the windscreen. These vehicles should be banned from the road. Transport companies should use helicopters. And me? I’d have to fall into the former category, ambling along. *sigh*
• VROOM! – My brother commented that my car did not need modification on the muffler. It already makes a loud enough sound. And yup, I shall miss that sound. The music to my ears.
• Cackling evilly at slow cars going uphill. (No explanation needed there..) Though I can still laugh at those people without Smart Tags jamming up on the cash lanes.

That’s about it for now. I’m sure there’s more to come. A little secret though: I’ve not managed a single trip without surpassing the 2000revs limit. Maybe I should extend the limit to 3000revs. Now, that would certainly be more plausible.