It Doesn't Just Happen Once

Unfortunate incident does not just happen once. It happens one after another very often.

I got a MBPJ parking monthly pass recently. Right on the second day after getting the pass, I got summoned! Wondering why? The sticker(which comes in 2 separate pieces, 1 in paper form and another in transparent form)didn't stick well, and just dropped in my car to a spot that the officer who issued the summon could get no sight of it. Can't it be a little bit more intelligence in the design of the pass? Why can't it be a single piece of sticker which can easily stick well on the windscreen instead of 2 separate pieces in different materials which cause some trouble to stick? Damn it, I got the monthly pass and I still got summoned!

I went to PJ State to settle this brand new undesired summon plus another old summon together yesterday. It's a helly place to find a parking. I rounded for 1/2 hour then only managed to secure a parking. I proceeded to pay my summons, and of course I appealled for discount before paying. Or else the 2 summons were gonna cost me RM200! As a result of the appeal, I paid RM50 in total.

After settling my summons, I went for the kinda famous seafood porridge for my lunch. It's nothing great, with few pieces of fish head meat, 3 prawns and some lala. Guess what, it cost me RM14 for a single serving! Isshhh... It's really not worth the money! The weather was bloody hot, the porridge was hot, and I was hot too!!! What a hot lunch!

When I wanted to leave PJ State, my car was blocked by a jam for no reason for about 10-15 minutes. The queue of cars just couldn't move. Didn't know what was happening in front. I showed my signal trying to turn out, but I was just stuck. After I successfully got away from PJ State, I realized that my car signal was not working! Wholly shit! It's so dangerous to drive without signal. In any case if my car got hit for my turning left or right without showing signal, it would definitely be my fault. Having this red alert, I straight away sent my car for fixing. Waited at the workshop for more than 2 hours, hot, thirsty and having headache. When my car finally got fixed, I was having insufficient cash to pay the bill for the credit machine was just running out of order. Fortunately, I managed to call ST to my rescue. Thanks ST for your help!

On the other hand, I am very upset and pissed off with a short change incident which I least expected. Will fight for my entitlement!!!

This evening, While CH and I were walking down the staircase to go down for a drink, I slipped and fell at the staircase! I sat there, fixed on the floor for quite some moments, before I could actually stand up, with the help of CH & K. Thanks to my pair of slippery shoes. Fortunitely, I wasn't rolling down like a snow ball, or else, can't imagine the impact. As a result, I have a swollen and painful left ankle, and bruises on my left knee now. Luckily I can still walk. Am going for Chinese medication tomorrow. My KK trip is just 2 weeks away. Praying hard that my ankle and knee can recover speedily by the trip.

Sigh.... Why me???!!!

New Chapter, New Beginning

I started my freelance venture on 16 April 2007. It signifies a new chapter and new beginning of my life. Feel like reborn and I am myself again with new motivation. I am currently enjoying the the 3 minutes - 2km journey from my place to the office, and the flexibility too.

My New Buddy - The "DELLNOSAUR"
I have got a new buddy now - 'DELLnosaur', a bulky DELL Inspirion 1501 notebook, weighted 28.1kg with 15.4 inches of wide screen, accompanying me to complete my daily work. I got DELLNOSAUR a new notebook backpack as it's so heavy to carry it with normal notebook casing.I bought a cooling pad too to cool my buddy down when using it at home without air-cond. I have another Dinosaur at home, an ancient desktop PC which is still running on Win98 in slow motion and restarts by itself occasionally, and without any USB port as well. Don't laugh, I know it's obsolete. My DELLNOSAUR is running Windows Vista Home Basic version, which is giving me a little bit of problem adapting to it. The transition isn't as smooth as compared to XP, which is so user friendly. Icons and features are reorganized/renamed in Windows Vista which is giving me a little hard time locating them. Anyway, I am grateful that I am provided a notebook which enables me to work at anytime, and anywhere. Thanks CH, really appreciate what you have offered me.

Some People May Wonder Why
Some people may wonder why I left my ex-company, which is 1 of the top executive search firms in town. Yes, it offers a great career path and good commision scheme. But in order to be there to achieve it, I'm trading my happiness and life balance till sometimes I felt like loosing myself. Is this what I want? The answer is definitely NO. Freelancing with CH has offered me something money can't buy - flexibility. Different people value different things in life. Very often, other people tend to evaluate things from their own stand points, with their own need as the core basis. They will wonder why you make this and that decisions and try commenting. Anyway, I know what I want. After all, I don't owe anyone any explaination. Do I? No, I don't. As simple as that.

I Found it!
It was a Monday on 16 April, SS2 was having pasar malam. Ever since I moved to Pantai Hillpark in year 2000, I seldom go anymore. And now, my office is just within walking distance to the pasar malam, I revisited the pasar malam after so many years. Walked passed a CD stall and saw something that I have been searching for. Yes, I found it! I found Corrine Bailey Rae's CD which I have been searching for at different pasar malam but to no avail. Her songs are really nice! I just love the CD! Bought a lot of yummy food for dinner too. Saw an aunty selling fish ball ikan parang, I asked, "Aunty, have you been selling fish ball here for many years?" "Yes, more than 10 years." Haha, confirmed, this is the tasty fried fishball that I used to buy from her during those days when I was still studying in UM, with SS2 pasar malam being 1 of the usual hanging out spots. There's another fat guy selling yummy tau fu fa, but I just couldn't locate his stall. What a SS2 Pasar Malam (Monday) revisited, after so many years, around 6 years I guess. Now that I have moved back to PJ and with office at SS2, there will be lots of chances for me to visit the pasar malam again.

The Embarressments
I have 2 neighbours in the office, J- the landlord, and K who is running his own business. During the first week, I would see J daily but seldom bumped into K. One evening, there were only K & me left in the office, of course in our own rooms respectively. So shit, my left shoe's string was broken! Wanted to go to toilet, but saw K making a drink at the pantry. Decided not to go because I didn't want to walk past him with my left foot bare as it's very weird and embarassing. I packed my stuff, getting ready to go home. Who knows he knocked my door, saying "Hi, I am K. Nice to meet you. I am leaving soon. Are you leaving too? Is your colleague coming back?" With the door 1/2 opened, trying to hide my naked left foot "Yes, I am leaving very soon. She is not coming back." He went back to his room (next to my room) but left his door wide opened. Yes, it's chance to cabut! Oh great, he was on the phone! I swiftly speeded passed his room, waiving Bye Bye to let him know that I was going off so that he knew that he was to lock the doors. I speeded off with my kaki ayam, without turning my head back. I wasn't sure if he saw that. I think he did. That was so embarrassing! Guess what, the second time that I interacted with K face to face was when I fell at the staircase the other day. Luckily, CH was around. Was that a coincidence? Each time he appeared and talked to me, I was in an embarrassed condition. I hope no more 3rd time.

Drastical Twist

2 weeks have passed ever since I bid adieu to Jalan Sultan Ismail. Life has been very busy recently. So much to write but so little time available. Before the memories slip through or faded, think I better capture the bits and pieces of them that still remain in my mind.

There has been a drastical twist in my life recently.

30 March 2007, Monday - A Talk Had Taken Place
It was a replacement holiday for Awal Muharam. I met up with CH for a talk and the result was fruitful. Yes, I'm going on freelance with her.

4 April 2007, Wednesday - Exhausted
Planned to tender my resignation, but held it due to the urgency of an assignment and my sense of responsibility. Worked late and reached home at 10pm. Drop dead tired...

5 April 2007, Thursday - Resignation
Officially tendered my resignation. Had lunch with KC at Kim Gary, Avenue K for a catch up. Bumped into Virus whom I have not seen for a long time. He is still the same with his labels: sense of humour, loads of F words, and smoking. Had a talk(exit interview) with my ex-Boss in the afternoon, shared with her my reasons of leaving and my feelancing plan. Expected early release as the industry practice.

6 April 2007, Friday - Oh yeah, last day!
Received an official notification as this day as my last day. Expected early release but not this fast. Anyway, it's good for I could bid adieu to Jalan Sultan Ismail earlier and have a good rest before I start my freelancing on 16 April. At night, I packed my stuff getting ready for a Cameron relaxing trip for the weekend with OX fellows.

7 to 8, April 2007, Sat to Sun - Chilled out at Cameron Highland
On Sat morning, Xena rang me up at around 6:35am telling that she would be arriving at my place in 5-10 minutes time for the pick up. Awaken by the call, I checked the time. Shit! I overslept because I forgot to set the alarm clock! Quickily gave pig head a call, he's supposed to gather at my place by 6:45am but had not shown up yet. There were still a few items which I had not packed. Hastily dumped those items into my bag, grabbed my tower and my handphone, and speeded down to downstair for my shower. Yes, I brought my handphone along to the bathroom because pig head would arrive at anytime and call me. :) Half way through my bath, pig head had arrived and called. What I could do was to answer the call and asked him to wait for a while. Wow, I broke my own record, and managed to get myself ready just before Xena arrived!

We headed towards our destination in a total of 4 cars, 19 of us, with 1 car coming from Penang to meet at Simpang Pulai Toll.

Here are some of the highlights:

Robbed
We gathered at Sungai Buluh Toll for our breakfast. Jesus Christ! The plate of Meehoon Mee with a fried egg and some sambal sauce that I ordered cost me RM4! I felt like being robbed alive! It's so expensive and totally not worth the money. If I ever drop by Sungai Buluh Toll again for food, this Malay stall will definitely be banned! Too bad that I couldn't remember the its name but I remember it's location.

Drifting
I was sitting at the middle at the back of Xena's Rexton 4WD. It was spacious at the back. Anyway, being light in weight, I was sort of like drifting when the Rexton drifted along the winding route up to Cameron. I positioned my legs a bit wide, separated by the divider to gain some stability, stuck my fingers on the 'ceiling' of the car, like a spiderman most of the time, swaying left and right. While I was busy swaying, the pig head sitting on my left was already snoring, fallen asleep.

Hot
The weather in Cameron Highland was hot in the afternoon. Felt the sunlight burning when it shone directly on my hair and skin. Apparently, this is a result of global warming. Cameron Highland is no longer cold in day time.

RQ - The House Fly Killer
As usual, we went for tea at the Boh Tea plantation. It's the house fly season and our tables were surrounded by house flies. They were getting on RQ's nerve. Guess what, she folded the newspaper that 1 of us brought along and started the house fly genocide operation. Piak! A house fly died on the spot after just 1 shot! This really stunt us on RQ's speed and accuracy. Piak! Piak! Piak! More and more died. Later, she changed weapon, took out a piece of paper from her bag, folded it and continue the killing. The most amazing part was, when a fly was struggling to its last breathe, RQ stepped on it to ensure it was confirmed dead! Ahahaha.... Of course, TBK was making use of this to tease her on her cruel act. This house fly killing operation brought me back to the memory of house fly capturing when I was small. It's not easy to hit a house fly with any form of hard material as the weapon, it will fly off before your weapon is even near. Thus, I normally used a small plastic bag (hold the middle part of it, causing the opening of the bag to form a cover) to capture house fly. That worked perfectly fine for me. Seeing how easily RQ was hitting the pathetic insect, I was wondering whether house flies in Cameron were slower and more stupid or RQ was super fast. Hahaha...

The Wantan Story
We had steamboat for dinner. Forgetting that Julita (our Malay outdoor friend) was along and that we are not supposed to use the cooking utensils at kitchen of the MNS challets to cook non-Halal food, Xena, our chief cook did bring along some meat paste for making wantan and some meat balls. It's gonna be a waste if we just threw them away. Thus some of us getting set for dinner at the dining hall, feeling hungry while waiting for those who had just got back from a hike at Gunung Brinchang and taking their shower, we decided to proceed with the wantan production using the disposable chopstics and other utensils that we brought along, and had a wantan steamboat with the electrical steamboat pot that Xena brought along. There were about 60 over giagantic wantans and meat balls altogether. At first we were worried if we could finished them. In just a few minutes time, we managed to sweep clean all of them! Unbelievable! After our wantan operation was over, the rest started turning up. We pretended nothing had ever happened and continue eating the normal steamboat that we had prepared. Ahahaha... Amazingly, we still had space for the steamboat and we enjoyed our dinner.

TBK + Orang Utan Vs The House Fly Killer = WAR!!!
Whenever TBK and RQ meet, they will try to shoot each other and as usual, TBK will be the looser. Now with this Orang Utan from the North (a really hairy and dark one), another rival of RQ, TBK was like found an alliance, and the war had become a triangle one. Haha... Wondering whether TBK's and Orang Utan's birth dates and times were in conflict with RQ's. It was damn funny, listening to the conversations of them shooting RQ - the House Fly Killer, 2 against 1. Fire on the hole! Well, it's friendly fire, they just love to tease each others for fun, no real rivalry.

Morning Gunung Cantik Stroll
Had a nice cosy sleep on Sat night as it was cold. Woke up fresh on Sun morning. I had dried wantan mee (without any wantan, all were disposed into our stomach discretely on Sat night. hehe...) with fried egg, vegetable and fried sausage with sambal belacan. Had a cup of hot Milo too. After having breakfast, we went for a stroll at the tea plantation, enroute the Gunung Cantik trail. As the name sounds, Gunung Cantik really has very cantik scenery along the route. The air was fresh, the weather was nice and cosy, the scenery was beautiful and I was just feeling good.

Tea At Cameron Valley
On our way back, we dropped by Cameron Valley to sip tea. This is a yum cha spot that I always like in Cameron for its nice scenery though there's nothing great about the tea. Had a little bit of chit chatting and we moved our butts for lunch before heading back to KL.

Endurance Test
We headed back to KL using the old route via Tapah. The roads were more winding. As our Rexton drifted along, I felt the revolution of my stomach, sending signals to look for toilet for some serious business. I did accomplish my big bisiness in the morning. Probably eating too much sambal belancan during breakfast, my stomach got a little bit upset as the side effect and was striking. Isshhhh..... There wasn't any toilet till we reached the Tapah Toll! The only thing I could do was just to endure it. I kept swaying in the car as there were endless sharp and winding corners. Ahh.... It was torturing! I just prayed hard that I could safely reach the Tapah Toll toilet without any undesired 'outbreak'. I was trying to think of something else to shift my focus away from this emergency. This was really an endurance test for me. Yan yan yan yan yan... Finally, after about close to an hour, we reached the Tapah Toll. I rushed to the toilet and completed my business. Phew, What a relief!

10 April 2007, Monday
I went for a massage at Jessie's saloon. Oh no, it was pouring heavily when I competed my massage. Couldn't go off, did another eye treatment to help reduce my dark eye circle. Couldn't really remember what else did I do on that day, I guess basically, I was just resting.

11 April 2007, Tuesday - Business Registration
As I am going on Services Agreement mode for my freelancing with CH, I went to The Mall building in KL to do my business registration under sole proprietorship. Spent about 8 hours there to complete the whole process, more tired than working, for the queueing up and waiting. Felt a little bit proud, I am sort of like having my own business! Am actually taking a bold step. Anyway, no risk, no gain.


12 to 15 April, Wednesday - Home Sweet Home
Went home to have a good rest. Had ample of good food (my mum's cooking), TV, newspaper, and rest. I went for a jog too in 1 of the evenings. Life was simple, tranquil and relaxing back home.

Bye Bye Jalan Sultan Ismail!

Last Friday was my last day with my ex-company located at Jalan Sultan Ismail, in the heart of KL town. That was a day that I was longing for as I could officially bid adieu to Jalan Sultan Ismail, which I never like ever since I started working there for almost a year.

Those were the frustrating memories with Jalan Sultan Ismail:

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Due to the location, I chose to take LRT instead of driving to work from PJ because I can’t stand the frustration of being stuck in the TRAFFIC JAM DAILY! I would get MAD in the car! Life would actually be indirectly made shorter due to the long hours spent on the traffic.

As a routine, I would park my car at the Kelana Jaya LRT Station, walked about 8-10 minutes to the platform, and took the train to Dang Wangi. From Dang Wangi, I would then need to walk 10 minutes to the office. Due to quite some distance of walking, my legs and toes had actually suffered cramp at the initial stage as a result of wearing high (or not so high) heel office shoes walking too much. I purposely bought a few pairs of flat heel shoes just to accommodate the need of the situation, but they were either not comfortable for walking and hurt my feet or broken very fast. Finally I decided to wear slipper to take the LRT, and change to proper shoes that I placed in the office. Imagine me dressed up nicely but in slipper every morning and after work. Pathetic and weird! But I chose comfort over cramp.

The moment I boarded the train, I would immediately get into my routine position, close my eyes, like a soulless zombie, and wait to get out of the train at my destination ASAP, If I was lucky, I would probably get a seat, and most of the time I was standing in the train. Inside the train, it’s an extremely lifeless and stressful atmosphere as everyone is so emotionless and is no difference from a walking skeleton. All they wait for is to get out of the congested and suffocating train at their destinations. There are all sorts of smell in the train and it’s very common that you will need to stick to the wall or inevitably having highly undesired body contact with other passengers during peak hours. There was once, my cardigan got wet, and it wasn’t my sweat! Disgusting!

Very often, our LRT system would encounter technical problems, wreaking havoc during peak hours. Aren’t some people always proudly shouting Malaysia Boleh? What the heck is this frequent failure of our public transport system?

When it rained in the evening, Jalan Sultan Ismail, like any other places in KL would turn into a nightmare – massive jam! The honking, the flood, the frustration… It’s super duper annoying! I could either choose to stay late in the office, wait for the rain to stop or risk myself getting wet or being splashed with water by cars passing by while crossing the road, though with an umbrella. Worse still, when I got back to PJ, I still needed to get stuck in the jam to reach home. It could easily cause me 1.5 to 2 hours to get home combining the time taking LRT & driving home. I used to drive trice to work, and unfortunately each time took me more than 2 hours to reach home in PJ. Life’s short! Why should I waste such precious time on traffic jam? Damn it!
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Phew! I am relieved and happy now for those days in Jalan Sultan Ismail are gone. No more zombie days with LRT, no more slipper to work, no more “what to eat for lunch?”, and no more kanasai faces…

The only thing that I will probably miss would be the fresh fruit juice sold at the back lane, by a friendly aunty who will address her customers as either boy or gal, regardless of age.

The sun is bright, the sky is blue, the air is fresh and my mood is good. Bye Bye Jalan Sultan Ismail! I won’t miss you!

Who Has Invaded Whose Territory?

As usual, I would cross the busy Jalan Sultan Ismail right in front of my office and walk to take LRT at Dang Wangi Station after work. As the routine went, I crossed half of the road, stood on the divider in the middle of the road and waited for the chance to finish crossing the other half of the road, While I was waiting expressionlessly on the divider, I saw a creature which was also crossing the busy Jalan Sultan Ismail. What???!!! How could it be? I blinked my eyes to verify if I would be seeing the same thing what my eyesight processed to be true just a moment ago. And yes, confirmed! It’s a monkey! What the hell was the monkey doing at Jalan Sultan Ismail at this kind of peak hour???

The monkey seemed very unsettled when crossing the road, demonstrating fear and reluctance in its steps. It stepped back and forth in the middle of the road indecisively. A car almost hit the monkey but fortunately managed to stop right in front of the creature. Phew! Or else, you can imagine what’s next. Cars at the back would kiss each other asses and trigger traffic jam!

There were many unanswered questions in my mind. What the hell was the monkey doing on the road? Where was it from? Was it lost? Was it out for an evening stroll? Why was it there? It lead to another question too: Who has actually invaded whose territory, between human being and monkey? Comprehensively, development will be able to provide a good answer for this.

As Skinny As Me

I went to pasar malam at Taman Megah tonight. While walking in the crowd, I saw a girl who is skinnier than me! I was like hitting a jackpot and laughed out loud. Ahahaha… Of course I didn’t laughed openly, but in my heart.

Yes, whenever I see someone, especially girl who is skinnier than me, I will laugh out loud evilly if my friends are around and if the girl is quite a distance from me. If I am alone, I will keep the laughter to myself. Wondering why? Hehe…. I was born to be skinny, inheriting the gene from my family. Among my siblings, I used to be the skinniest but this position has been taken over by my 3rd sis in recent years. Being too skinny isn’t really a good thing. Thus whenever I see someone skinnier than me, I would feel blessed a little as God is not too bad to me and I am not the ‘worst case’. Ahhaahhaahaha…

No matter how much I eat, and sleep, I won’t gain weight or flesh easily. Indeed I can loose weight easily, just within a few days. Marvelous huh? I can still recall that during those long school holiday breaks, I could just eat, sleep, relax, and basically do nothing for 2-3 months without putting on some weight. Whereas if I don’t take breakfast properly or fall sick, I can easily loose some precious weight within few days. Is this pathetic or a blessing?

I wonder if my habits of eating contribute to my skininess to certain extend. I don't like to eat bread and chocolate, and seldom eat junk food. I only eat the 3 main meals (portion not small) and whenever I am hungry. Of course, I do eat and yum cha when hanging out with friends though I am not hungry. :)

A lot of people would say to me, good for you, can eat as much as you can without the worry of getting fat. Well, they only see the good side about this skinny ‘phenomenon’, but never really understand my agony of being too skinny. Looking too skinny isn’t really attractive physically. I also have the problem when it comes to buying clothes. They are either too loose or too big for me. Getting a nice and fitting 1-piece skirt or dinner wear is a luxury for me. Normally this kind of outfit will look disastrous on me. The problem definitely lies on my body, not the skirt. Sigh… very often, though having the money, I can only appreciate those nice skirts by just having a look at them rather than buying them. Well, put it this way, this saves me a lot of money though. Hahhahaha…

There was once, I was at Subang Jaya and the wind was blowing furiously. My hair was blown till I looked like a mad woman. The worst part was I felt a little unstable and couldn’t really stand firmly on the ground as if the gravity was going to fail to work on me. A little exaggerated though, but I really felt i was a litlte unstable and maybe the wind could actually blow me away if it’s stronger. Ahahaha….

Thus, people always crown me with 2 honours, which I can only smile at them:
1. Soak you in the oil you also won’t get oily (referring to fat, which has the same pronunciation as oily in Cantonese).
2. The wind can easily blow you away.

Recent years, leading a sedentary working life, I have gained some weight and my hips get bigger, enabling me to wear those skirts or pants which will normally drop straight when I put them on. The heyday of weight is 48kg. That was after heavy eating continuously for a few days during my Pinnacle hiking trip in last May. The rest of time, it fluctuates between 45-47kg. I wish it could reach 50kg one fine day.

If there ever invented such technology that can mix and balance the weight/flesh of someone skinny and someone who wants to shed some, wouldn’t you think it would be a savior for a lot of people?

But if every is so perfect, the meaning of imperfection, which is to teach us to be more humble will be lost. Right?

I wish I Knew How It Would Feel To Be Free

I wish I knew how it would feel to be free
I wish I could break all the chains holding me
I wish I could say all the things that I should say
Say ‘em loud say ‘em clear
For the whole wide world to hear

I wish I could shareAll the love that’s in my heart
Remove all the bars that keep us apart
And I wish you could know how it feels to be me
Then you’d see and agree that every man should be free

I wish I could be like a bird in the sky
How sweet it would be if I found I could fly
Well I’ll soar to the sun and look down at the sea
And I’d sing ‘cos I know how it feels to be free

I wish I knew how it would feel to be free
I wish I could break all the chains holding me
And I wish I could say all the things that I wanna say
Say ‘em loud say ‘em clear
For the whole wide world to hear
Say ‘em loud say ‘em clear
For the whole wide world to hear
Say ‘em loud say ‘em clear
For the whole wide world to hear

One love one blood
One life you’ve got to do what you should
One life with each other
Sisters, brothers

One love but we’re not the same
We got to carry each other
Carry each other
One One One One One

I wish I knew how it would feel to be free
I wish I knew how it would feel to be free

It’s a song by Lighthouse Family. Subconsciously, this song plays naturally in my mind again. Is it a sign of protest by the free soul of mine? Is it suffocated? Yes,it is. I am choked, I can’t breathe, and I need some fresh air or free air indeed. Probably it’s time to make an exit to set myself free. I need to bait myself out of the shit with a risk. Well, there might be people commenting but I don’t give it a shit. Don’t ask me why. Personal decision is not made for others.

I wish I knew how it would feel to be free…

I Forgot Where I Parked My Car

On Thursday, 29 March, 2007:

I forgot where I parked my car!

I take LRT to work daily ever since i started working at a shitty location, Jalan Sultan Ismail, which has now become my nightmare. I park my car at the Kelana Jaya LRT Station to catch a train daily. The parking at Zone A at Kelana Jaya LRT Station is normally full after 7:30am. I am not an early bird, thus I normally park at zone B, which is further away from the platform.

I reached the station drop dead early that morning as I was rushing for the 8am training. Hence I parked at Zone A which is nearer to the platform.After a tiring day at work, I took LRT back to Kelana Jaya. After disembarking from the train, I walked to zone B parking (where I normally park my car) like a zombie as usual to collect my car. After some minutes of walking and reaching zone B then only I realized that I forgot that I parked my car at Zone A. Shit! I got to walk some minutes back to Zone A which is quite a distance from Zone B. I felt like an idiot, walking back and forth at the LRT station with a tiring body and wasting my time, just because I forgot where I parked my car!

The last time that I forgot where I parked my car was neither a good experience. It was in April 2006. After meeting a friend at Ipoh Parade at night, I walked like an idiot back and forth a few rounds at the open space car park in front of Ipoh Parade searching for my car which I had forgotten where I had parked it. As a result, 2 stupid idiot riding a bike spotted me and snatched my handbag from the side. I screamed as a result of instinct reaction. It happened so suddenly that I was in a state of shock, not knowing how to react 'logically'. I couldn't even see the faces of the 2 idiots or recognize their body size or race, not to mention the motobike's plat number. I lost Rm700++ of cash, my home key, my purse with all my cards plus other stuff in the handbag. What followed was the trouble of running here to reapply my IC, driving license, ATM card and credit cards. Luckily I wasn't injured. What I could only do was to curse the 2 discusting garbage idiots to have many bad returns.

Lesson learnt: Never forget where you park your car again as you'll never know what will be the consequences.

A Little Luck, A Little Fortune, A Little Happiness

Finally, my voyage of blogging has begun, at this very moment, to record the moments of life. Thanks to pig head and kaiyih for their encouragements.What should I begin with? BL suggested mahjung but I think there is something happier to kick start with. OK, let me begin with this little fortune that I stroke recently on dad’s birthday.

It was my dad’s 66th birthday on 25 March 2007, a Sunday. I went back for that weekend and had a simple enough so called birthday celebration for him with mum. It wasn’t really a celebration, with no birthday cake, no restaurant food, but my mum’s delicious abalone scallop chicken soup, steam Kurau fish with fried gallic and onion leaves toppings, and another dish of vegetable. Yummy yummy...The food was damn good! Oh yeah, I love my mum’s cooking, especially soup. For those who know me well, you know my expectation on food. My siblings didn’t come back, but they did call home to wish him. I had no big present for him but an insignificant amount of cash.

Before I headed back to KL with YY on that Sunday evening, I bet on 3243. 243 = birthday, added prefix 3 as it’s March. Don't ask me why I know the representative 3 digits for birthday. All I can tell you is my mum is a walking dictionary in this area, a damn good consultant if you need to know what number represents what. I grew up observing her betting on 4D. Naturally, i pick up the knowledge. Anyway, I seldom bet on 4D, only occasionally or once in a while, not a constant supporter like my mum. Hahaha... She will never know that I am writing this about her in my blog.

After dropping YY at Bukit OUG, I headed back to PJ. While driving, I got a call from home. Well well, there were only 2 possibilities, it’s either I left something at home or I strike 4D. When I picked up the call, unbelievable! Mum said that I stroke 4D, the last 3 digits of the 1st prize, 6243! Wow Wow wow, was it real?! It was! My bet wasn’t big, only 2 chickens (RM2) split into ‘4 flavors’, thus getting a prize of RM460. You know what I am talking about if you have the experience in betting in 4D. :P Dad and mum also stroke for the same amount of prize of RM460. Yeah! Triple happiness… Wahahahahaha…… I have a reason to laugh out loud. I was damn happy and felt so good for I seldom have this kind of luck. The effect lasts till today though there have been few days passed.

Have not been such lucky for a long long time…Thanks lady luck for shining on me, and bestowing this little fortune and happiness on me, at time filled with stress and unhappiness. It has a turn around effect, changing the entire emotion from negative to positive, and instilling in me with new hope and power. Lady Luck, hope you can shine on me more. :)

In the complicated world today, we have too many reasons to feel unhappy, and only a few reasons to feel happy. Sometimes we tend to forget, that simplicity is happiness.