HIATUS

I will be away from blogging. Under the advice of a very special friend i shall not close this diary. I shall return. I am sorry to everybody.

Featured Friends Dilemma

In Friendster users are able to select up to six subscribers deemed fit to enter the legion of people that matters to be showcased to the world in the main profile page. Sometime disagreements can occur in the case of mine. Not so dramatic just that i am a little peeved or rather fed up at the constant bearing of who deserves to be in the top six that i decided to leave it clear.

Head On

The visor to my helmet is broken and damaged beyond repair all thanks to the fall. I am unable to reattach it back to its orignal position. I can buy a new helmet or visor today but it is a bad idea. I will not be riding much till that Aprilia has my name christened in the ownership certificate. Only then will it be appropriate to warrant myself the authority to buy a black full face helmet for protection and design purposes. It is going to be expensive but a cost worth every penny. My head is not expandable. In the meantime i had just re-designed my helmet by removing some old and sickly stickers and pasting new ones bought from Kelantan Lane along Jalan Besar. Frankly i am not in favour of my creativity this time but it is not horrendous either. It just looks bad-assed that screams attention and besides this helmet will be worn by the pillion. Not me the rider. The rider deserves something better. But i shall give credit when due. This helmet had come a long way and had served its purpose. It bears sentimental values.

Haidil: Helmet dah degil. Macam mana nanti kalau keluarkan RS.
Me: Hahaha! (You have no idea!)

PS: I was out with Sharill yesterday when the rain poured hard on us at five in the morning. I was soaked to the skin and cold. Sharill was drenched all the way back to Yishun but we survived the ordeal. I am not sure if that jacket helped. It really hurts the eyes when the visor is not on a helmet. Felt like pellets or pebbles. Definitely dangerous. I can barely open my eyes without risking slipping my contact lenses. My vision was down to zero.

Four-Legged Issue

The cat is due for his annual booster this May and reaching the second year of his life in June. Time flies and suddenly he is pretty much an adult feline. The memory of that once frail and furry face bouncing on those puny pink paws scurrying array in this apartment is still vivid in my mind. He was petite in stature when i first brought him home. Undoubtedly still reserved and inhibited i am happy that he had accepted this new family and a place to call home. Needless to say i am still sore about separating him from his sister but that is another story to tell. He had since been made aware of his surroundings and had adjusted and adapted comfortably. There are plans in the pipeline to adopt a kitten from the Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals in the horizon. A little company from his own specie would do Din good. It would cheer him up by the manifold. Sometimes crickets come out and play in this house. Brother and i are seldom home.

The family is a teeny bit worried about his diet. He is not as big as we envisioned him to be in direct comparison to his puffy cheeks. Size does matter in this household. He is concluded fit and in superb condition according to the veterinarian and judging by the food and nutritions that he consumed. But on a personal note i just hope he will grow heavier and sinewy. There is no room in this house for the weak. Another problem that puts him in the limelight and my brother and i in a dilemma is the decision to sterilise him. It involves a minor surgery and a miniscule incision to prohibit him from breeding which in the eye of the law is a catastrophe for the society. Chances of a cat doubling in size was documented and discussions are getting intense. Din will be less active and quit peeing around making a mess of himself in this house as he is yet to demonstrate. Before this could happen the agony of deciding what is best for an animal is of paramount importance.

Under The Weather

Been sneezing lately possibly maybe i am just too allergic to my kitty cat or simply because my immune system is on holiday. The hard part about being a proud owner of a bachelor pad is the tedious responsibility of cleaning up. Especially after a party or when friends crash over for a football match on the television. Oh and on one of those movie nights over a drink or two with peanuts to go along. It can get really ugly when fraternity boys get together. I am not much of a proper person myself to be honest and it is demanding enough for a busy man like myself to keep the house sterilised and tidy let alone spick and span. But so far so good. I had been doing a rather good job. No complaints from guests. Just the occassional guilt of knowing the floor had not been swept and mopped much. I hope my brother will do it soon. Talking about my dear brother he too had been physically ill other than the usual sickness in the brain nonsense. Considering that he was even hardly sick in a year and suddenly taking medical leaves from school for up to four days in a week is quite remarkable i must say. Him and i are strong individuals trained and blessed with a high threshold and tolerance for pathogenic protoplasm or bacterium and viruses but however unfortunately i was hit the worst. The trip down to the Polyclinic was a painful one. It was like a fall from grace. I must also add that the syrup did no miracle to my stubborn and definitely persistent cough. For once i kept to the course quite religiously and even emptied the bottle to its last drop. Of course i was pissed. I waited in line for what seemed to be an eternity for a less then five minutes consultation with the grouchy doctor. I suspected he prescribed me the wrong medicine. My cough only started subsiding after i tried my brother's cough syrup. I am feeling much better and stronger now. Been eating and growing. I may not be entirely healthy but i am happy.

It Ends Tonight

Enough is enough. Too much pain. Enough damages done. I cannot put up no more. I am through. This is IT.

You Are My Everything

In all my life i had not loved anyone as much as i had loved you. For twenty-four years. Never. Since the day you left i am yet to come to terms with your unduly departure. It is a long and hard road to recovery. The heart is still in pieces. Ever since you took off from my world my life had never been the same again. It is void and empty. It seems that i can never get over you. No matter how hard i tried i fall even harder. I never thought you would mean so much to me. I am in pain and i am hurting every fucking day. I tried to keep it under wraps and suck it all up like boys do in front of their friends and family but it is eating up inside me. I was a happy kid but look at me now. I am a total wreck. It is just so difficult to get by without you by my side. Big brother knows about us and even he had never seen me this weak before. Oh God i had been seeking for your guidance. I plead for you to end this misery. Please help me out. There is no one else i can turn to. I am going through so much right now and i am at my wits end. This torture is killing me. I really cannot take it in no more.

TRUST + RESPECT = LOVE

TRUST is the basic fundamental of all relationships and RESPECT should be earned not demanded.

Effects Of Cold Water

For those who like to drink cold water this entry is applicable to you. It is nice to have a glass of cold water after a meal. However the cold drink will solidify the oily food that you have just consumed. It will slow down the digestion process. Once this sludge reacts with the acid it will break down and be absorbed by the intestine faster than the solid food. Very soon this will turn into fats and lead to cancer. It is best to drink soup or warm water after a meal.

A serious note about heart attacks is that you should know that not every heart attack symptom is going to be the left arm hurting. Just take note because not many people actually realise that. They only understand the relapse part. You should also be aware of the intense pain in the jaw line. You may never really have the first chest pain during the course of a heart attack. Nausea and intense perspiring are also common symptoms. Trust me i know.

Hidden Batt Power

This is super useful when your mobile battery is very low. There is a hidden battery power in most if not all mobile phones. To activate dial *3370# and the phone will restart with a reserve energy. The phone will show a fifty percent increase in battery usage. This hidden battery fuel reserve will replenish itself automatically when you next plug it in for charging.

To check the serial number of your mobile phone just key *#06# Some may already know that.

A fifteen digit code will appear on the screen. This numbers are unique to your handset only. Write it down and store it somewhere safe. When your phone gets stolen you can call your service provider and reveal to them this code. They will be able to block your communication device so that the thief will not be able to use it. Even if he inserts another SIM card the functions had all been disabled. I thought this to be interesting. You probably will not get your phone back in most cases but at least you know that whoever stole it cannot use it or sell it for monetary gains. If everybody does this then there will be no point in people stealing phones anymore in the future.

This Was How I Graduated

It was the last day of school and what could be a potentially beautiful evening together was butchered. The moment was ruined. I chose to be with you instead and no one else. You had to savour your ever-craving appetite so i brought you to Holland Village. It was raining and we were cold and hungry. Prior to the last paper i had been sick with temperature sky-rocketing and you were aware of that. In fact i was with you the night i fall ill. I remembered you were so worried you wanted to bring me to the doctor because my fever was no child's play. I was touched. I never knew you really cared when i saw that heart of gold that night. You even offered to send me home in the wee hours. But where was that sense of empathy and compassion on the 4th of March? All you had to do was walk about a metre or two to the stall and ordered food for us. It had always been me placing orders and paying for them. Why cannot you do that for us on the day i was under the weather? I did not even begin to complain how weak and faint i felt that afternoon. I just wanted you to be happy and tried my best to put on an excellent behaviour because you cannot tolerate my nonsense. You were stubborn and adamant. You sat there while i dragged myself to the western joint. Upon returning to my seat you asked if i had ordered your food. Of course i did. I can never dine if you do not. It had always been that way. You should know better even when i said no. You flipped and threw your tantrums again. Your temper and sensitivity was horrifying. You stood up and i stopped you despite repeating that i did placed the order. You turned and left leaving me to eat two sets alone by that road in the rain. You left me stranded. Again. I was sick. I was fucking sick.

Before I Left This Was What You Said

i will NOT trust you. i will NOT respect you. and i will NOT love you.

...such hurtful words cut deep.