The Monday Blues....

is it possible for the unemployed to get the Monday Blues????
well, I used to believe that Monday blues are something reserved for the employed, students, and anyone who actually have something to do with their lives. but, being 21 this year and not doing anything ( except sleeps and eat - you get the drill.), and hell yeah, I got the Monday blues..
flashback to a few years ago, when i was studying, and Monday means leaving the comfort of our bed and towards the cold, unforgiving world in the outdoor after 2 days of weekend holidays. 15 minutes of walking to school, stuck in the School hall for 45 minutes for the weekly morning assembly - and then, there's another few hours at school studying before we can get back home.
after school on Monday wasn't relaxing too. just as you were trying to relax, you have to worry about the piling homework - not to mention the Lab report that needs to be done before the Less- than-24 hours- deadline.
fast forward to now, and here I am, the unemployed 21years young boy. I have all the time to waste and all the TV entertainment to watch..(in fact, I'm hurrying to type this post so I can watch the E news on Astro Channel 712..).... I can sleep if I want to, eat When I want to, and the rest, I better kept it to myself. But still... I'm more agitated than I ever was, more bored than I ever was, and worse, I'm starting to feel melancholic( as wonderful as it may sounds, being melancholic is not Good!!)....
After much deliberation and thinking ( yes, I know how to deliberate and i do think), I came to this conclusion...
1. the Monday Blues is not something reserved to those who actually have something to do with their lives... you may have all the time in the world to waste and not do a single thing in your life, but Monday can still bring you the Monday blues....
2. There's no cure for Monday blues - It goes on and on and on.... ( hopefully, it'll end by the time I'm 25.) . So, don't run away from it, Just live it. and it would mean moaning at every homework your teachers gave you for the day, Drive like Michael Schumacher en route to work, watch TV as if you own the whole network company, curse at everything that you don't like and Yes, piss and moan on your blog post like it was nobody's business..........
3. The Good part of this??? well, as the name suggest, it only last 24 hours- as you wake up in the early hours of Tuesday(or in my case, it's 12 noon), you'll realize the fact that you were doing something you've imagined yourself doing long before your first highschool crush. And for those who work , as you think about the fact that at least one or Two lives has been changed for the better along the way for your career, and that your job helped bring food to the table for many people beyond the four walls of your home, you'd be smiling every morning for the rest of the week..... as least before Monday come again.

Me And theBuffer race.

Buffer race definition : the race between the playback line and the buffer bar on an internet video.

It really is sucks to watch internet video with slow internet connection. the playback line always seems to move too fast and the buffer bar always seems to move super slow.... The loser? well, the one who watch the internet video off course....

Hapy CNY!!!!!

According to my calendar, CNY and St. Valentine day happen to be on the same day this year... IS that true???
I remember when I was younger ( yes, there were times when I have clear skin, slim body and wonderful hair), I used to celebrate CNY with my paternal cousin who lives in Tuaran. It was a much anticipated time of the year for me, second to Hari Raya and Xmas. Why, you may ask. Well, that's the time when people give you Ang Pow... And you don't even have to do anything to earn it!!
I don't know when or why, but it seems that I just stop celebrating it with them. Every CNY, I just spend my time watching TV shows ( Yes, during CNY, a lot of gorgeous chinesse celebrities is on TV!!). And this year, MTV will celebrate the CNY with a lot of interesting Programmes such as the Jay Chou and A Mei TV special, and many more ( Iklan sikit..).
This year, tough, I have some wishlist for the CNY. And I'm not sure if I should have a list. Do people make wishlist for CNY??( and since I'm not chinesse, can I have a CNY wishlist??). NEway, since I already make my wishlist, I'm posting it... SO here goes nothing..

1. I want to be Rich!!! (so people, do send me a text message wishing me a prosperous year!!!)
2. I want to be Slimmer... ( I want to be able to squezze into my size32 jeans without any discomfort!!)
3. I want to travel around the world... and hopefully, with a pleasant companion.
4. I want to be able to do all the things that I've planned to do last year, but never got the chance to actually do...
5. I want to party a lot more this year!!! ( yes, everything about life is worth celebrating for... so keep the invites coming!!!)

and the list goes on...

Anyway, Happy Chinesse New Year everyone!!!!!

My latest Achievement.

Hello February!!
This year, I'm about to turn 21... And with that I would gladly write about my latest( and probably most wonderful achievement...)
Since my birthday last year, I have done a lot of thinking. In my 20yrs of age, i have been such a person that's hard to pinpoint.. And the reason for that is the fact that i am such an indecisive person.
" Fast food Vs Real Food?" - I'll eat trash if it'll save me from having to make a decision.
"Auburn or Chestnut?" - I'd go bald if i have to decide.(though chestnut hair with auburn highlight would be a better solution).
Even when i was ask about my ambition, I can only answer them with "ntah, sia tia taw..."... And when I actually give them solid answer, I believe they are prepared to hear about my new ambition the following day.
A lot of people convince me that indecisive-ness is completely OK. After all, they're not part of the 7 Deadly Sin ( But if anyone is making 8Deadly Sin list, it might as well be the eighth). I remember one of my classmates in primary school. It was during recess on a beautiful friday afternoon (cheh....), and me and a couple of my friends were talking about our ambition, when one of my friend( a female friend), said that she want to be a hunter. To that, all hell break loose - with laughter, of course. It's not her predatorial instinct to become a hunter that give us our biggest laugh of the day, but it's her confident face as she mention it that makes it so laugh-able. and also, the fact that she is so small back then, wearing an oversized size s Baju kurung and a matching Tudung.thinking about it these days, I can almost see her with winds blowing on her white Tudung, with a thick forest in the background and a befitting tigress roar as the soundtrack( well, a litlle imagination never hurt anyone). Her indecisive past has give her such outrageous ( and quite out of this world) ambition, but these day, she is well on her way to became a teacher - The Educator, the nurturer of tomorrow's very foundation. . I just hope that she'll never forget how we hate that annoying teacher with a grating voice - so she won't turned out becoming one of them.
Well then, what is the achievement that i'm so proud of??? Curious much??
Well, quite a few Fridays ago, I was thinking about what color would I wear to my First Grammy awards ( Again, A little Imagination never claim a single soul). And the nominees for Best Color are....(Some montage music in the Background):
1st - Black and Red Combo. ( the theme color of my Imaginary nominated video. So Tasty.).
2nd - Purple and Black.. So mysterious.
3rd - Blue. with blue. Like the sky above, and the Ocean in some unpolluted beach.
4th - Any colors that won't get me in trouble with the Fashion Police.

Thinking hard as I could, I finally realize something.
I hate Ocean blu. anyone wanna see me clad in Ocean Blue color? they might as well just kill me. Maybe because I see them a lot, or maybe because I used to wear them a lot before, but Ocean Blue strike me as a lame color. As that realization sink, I rush to my Laptop and write this post, feeling very proud. I mean, it took me 20++ yrs, but finally, i know what my turn-off color is. Isn't that a cause for celebration? For me, it's a wonderful achievement worth celebrating - and I celebrate it by writing this post.

God knows, How much time do I have in this natural life. But one thing for sure - it'd be a boring life, made amazing by my discoveries about myself ( and the world). who knows - maybe next I'll discover my most Favorite Color, or even my Dream J.o.b...
Anyway, dear Life, Give me a nice surprise!!!

Deliriously Yours,
DK. XO.

PS/ If i was ever going to Grammy, I would wear a Black coat with dark red lapel, paired with a nice black jeans and a burgundy shirt inside the coat.

Ringin in the new year.

It's that time of the year again!!!!!
What time???

DECEMBER!!!
It's been december quite a while actually.. in fact it's almost January!!

on december 4th, i had a wonderful birthday party.. attended by a small but wonderful crowd, too.
thx to my Event Planner team, which consist of my Cousin Clarice, my two sister, we managed to pull off the party very well, turning my idea of Red/Black atmosphere into reality.

enuff bout my b'day.

this year, I officially join the big Two-O club... Along my way towards becoming 20, i have face many problem, which sometimes make me think about giving up on life. Also, i've done so many things ( for the most part, it's not something that i'm proud of!!).

so, in the spirit of New year( almost new year, actually), i really hope that everything would be better next year.... Better health, better wealth - in general, better me. Also, i really hope that i would be able to embrace everything that i am, and everything that i'm not(????).
so, evrybody!!!! Lets say it together...

"Bring on 2010!!!!!"

( kenen la)

The Good/ the bad.

What's it like to feel so superior when you have everything under your control?

And how does it feels when everything doesn't go well, because you, well, suck at things?

when i woke up in the morning, i usually complained about my pimples - Its like an On going developmental project. they keep coming, and never disappear.
But, as I fix myself a lunch, i usually do it proudly - Cause i make a pretty decent meal( i'd rate it 5/5!).
Yes it's true. When I complained, i complained as if everything was hell. But that doesn't make me hates myself, cause i always find something to like about myself( even if other might not like it.. But, hell, who care.). In fact, i believe that everyone is born with an equal proportion of good and bad quality.
while you're cheering for your super talented and gifted self, you usually find your bad quality. And while you're grieving over your good- for - nothing self, it's super possible that you'll discover your hidden talent.

So, in the spirit of accepting the good and bad quality in me( cheh..) and to celebrate the day i update my blog after a long while ( kenen la), it just seems befitting for me to make a list of things that i'm good at.. and also the thing that i'm not really good at.

the Good.
1. i can cook like a real chef, and i am not even a qualified cooks. Just imagine if i got myself in a cooking course.. I might improve even more.
2. i can type real fast.
3. i can sleep for a mere 4 hours, and still look fresh, like a wide eyed bambi.
4. i have a legs that goes on forever. ( Or so i think.. Anyone agree with me??)

the Bad
1. i hate brushing my teeth in the morning. So I only brush my teeth in the morning if i was going out, or if i know i was going to make a close contact with a human being.(But i never missed brushing my teeth in the night,)
2. i snore like a pig. It's shocking, but it couldn't be more true.
3. i have flabby stomach. everytime i stare at it in the mirror, it's as if they were saying "we're here to stay...."
4. i have assymetrical eyes. And i like the left one better.

Writting your hearts out...

Have you ever felt so broken, you speak like a fool?
Or so loved, that you speak the words of a poet?

Well, I am one of those so emotional, the one that can actually be read like an open book.
Frown translates to anger, Smile translates to happiness, Tears translates to sad.

It's embarrasing and annoying.
So the tricks? Write my hearts out, obviously.
by translating each and every emotions on a piece of paper (some find that computer is better), you spare yourself the embarassment of sudden tantrum, or the embarassment of choking tears.
Better yet, write with colors.. Red for anger, Purple for lust, Bright yellow for happiness, depressing blue for sadness.

What if it didn't work?? Scream your hearts out..(but then it'll be just the same as a tantrum right???)

Find my writting quite nonsense?? well, I feel so messed up, that's why.