那些年

刚刚看了「那些年，我们一起追的女孩」，感触良多。

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虽然我中学时就读的是全男校，所以我没有剧中的那些经验，但戏里的情感却深深烙在我心中，动人心旋。

也许拍得好的戏就能触动观众感性的那面，唤起一种共鸣的感觉吧？还是只是自己感情丰富所以容易感动？

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怎么都好，我终于明白，为何朋友在唱这出戏的主题曲时有那么多的情感。

我在想，究竟，同时给这么多人追的感觉是怎样的？

如果有下一世，我想做迷人可爱的女生！

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女主角笑时的酒窝，让我想起一位朋友的笑容。唔，她还好吧？

Sudden Peace

I took two days off, making it an extra long weekend in addition to the replacement holiday for Agong's birthday.

According to the tag the FedEx employee left on my door the past two days, the delivery was attempted around 13:10 hours, on both days. Today* will be the last delivery attempt.

So I left the door open while I had my simple fried egg and bread lunch near to 13:00 hours. When I was done with lunch, cleaned and washed up. The delivery hasn't heppened.

I took a can of chilled Coke from the fridge and went out to the corridor. The wind was howling, the dark clouds were closing in.

In fact, light drizzle fell onto me when I was out there, but I didn't mind it. It's not going to kill me.

Then all of a sudden I felt a sense of peacefulness. There outside my front door, with the wind blowing, light rain falling, and sipping my chilled Coke.

Just like that, tranquillity. My mind wandered and imagined myself besides a quiet beach.

Which is quite ironic as I was facing the graveyard hill.

Just as I was thinking how nice it would be if I was really at a secluded beach, with wifey, just the two of us, without the kids, without care and just enjoying the peace and quiet, the noon time prayers broke my reverie.

Bummer. If I ever got the chance to go on such a break, it must be a place without mosque.

Anyway, after I finished my Coke with no FedEx personnel showing up, I came home, closed the door, and wrote this entry. I am done now, it's 14:00 hours and still no delivery.

Oh well.

* this entry was written on 31st of May 2012, but I had reached my self-imposed 11 entries per month limit in May so this entry will be posted in June.

关系

有些同事只是同事

有些同事也是朋友

有些同事希望会变成朋友

有些同事期望不再是同事！ >_<

有些朋友只是朋友

有些朋友是知心好友

有些朋友有如亲人

有个朋友已是亲人！ ^_^

Ada makan?

This is most probably the first entry with a Malay title. Well, there is a first for everything. ^_^

Ada makan?, literally is "got eat?"

A security guard asked me that today, in her context she meant "do you eat?"

You see, I enter the production floor on a daily basis, usually more than once per day. That is not really uncommon for those working in the production floor.

Only I do not belong to a department that mainly works in the floor, some of my colleagues do not enter the floor more than once every quarter, or year, or at all. I just work like that because I am at the lowest level of the hierarchy and pretty much just a cheap labour.

Oh well, that's that, so anyway...

Whenever we exit the production floor there is this random checker gate that we have to pass through. If it beeps, you are the 'lucky' one who gets to be checked by the security guard on duty to see if you have smuggled anything out from the floor.

It's supposed to be random, it probably is for everyone. Except me.

For me, it beeps more than 50% of the time, I kid you not. In fact, since it triggers so frequently whenever I pass through, almost all the security guards, no matter which shift, have wanded me with the metal detector several time.

I am their regular customer. They probably sigh and go pick up their metal detector whenever they see me coming out.

So, after wanding me today, the lady security guard asked "ada makan?"

I wasn't sure what she was asking about (my Malay sucks big time) until she asked why am I so thin?

So these security guards are actually checking out our physique when they are doing the wanding huh? 0_o

I replied with my super broken Malay saying that I do eat, it's just that I have a tough job, it keeps me thin. Which is the truth what...

She just laughed.

Wifey, does this count as a lady taking a hit on me?

My score on that regard is pathetic! >_<

Home Alone, part... something

Wifey and the kids are at the in-laws', will be alone for ten days or so.

Good time to catch up on sleep I suppose, but it's always different when they are not around.

Just something... missing. The one-quarter feeling.

Will be hug and kiss deprived too.

=(

Random Thoughts

Collection of recent thoughts and events, throwing them all into an entry for posterity.

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perpetual fatigue

Always feeling tired, so much to do, so little time.

I need a break.

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in and out, out and in

Drawing a task to conclusion after the many hard work, late nights and missed badminton sessions. But it has been satisfying, a solution tested and provided, a job well done if I say so myself.

Sense of achievement is probably the thing that still keeps me going, and the necessity to feed the family, of course.

For goodness knows I am not paid enough for that amount of workload and all the grieves and shits, especially comparing to some of the higher grade, better paid colleagues cruising in wonderland.

Any mention of recognition and award will just get me psychologically, hormonally, and mentally imbalanced. Since those who worked their arses off getting the job done are not those who got the juicy recognition or award.

Bollocks.

Anyway, one task done, and five more to go with many more thrown my way from them damn freeloaders.

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sweat it!

Had a great badminton game yesterday, sweated and burned away some of the stress.

Song! (Hokkien for very satisfying, enjoyable)

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bridge

Have the feeling that I am supposed to be the bridge. I don't mind really, I am nice and helpful, really I am.

The thing is, socialising is not my forte. What am I to do?

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mama can't be sick

Wifey is sick. Poor dear. =(

Elder son finds that hard to believe.

"But you are mama!"

I concurred.

My wifey is superwoman, she knows everything and keeps the family in order.

Superwoman can't fall sick. Kryptonite is just a fictitious substance, unlike superwoman. =P

Home Sweet Home

Not quite sure whether the business trip has been all that worthwhile, but one thing for sure is I am mightily glad it's over.

Home sweet home, bed sweet bed, aahhh...

And of course the kids unyielding determination to wake me up every morning. =\

Why the wekeend has to end so soon?

Why? =(