Trent Says

Shifting pwnerships.

Mon, 28 Jul 2008 13:39:14 GMT

For the past three weeks, the work-guys and I have been retro-gaming with mixed results.

Red Alert 2 - Haven't come close to winning any round. I simply suck at this.
Quake -Black Howling is my only friend in this... whom I beat pretty sadly.
Quake 3 - The other guys played this one. I beat them, too.
Starcraft - We played thirteen rounds. Cyhac and I on C.E.R.T. versus whatever odds the other guys dished out. First three rounds: 2vs3 - C.E.R.T. wins 3-0. Other ten rounds: 2vs4 - C.E.R.T. wins 8-2. They're good enough for us to even out the teams now.

A beautiful cloud...

Wed, 16 Jul 2008 22:03:40 GMT

made its way over the capital city.

It was a cloud like no other,
alone in a sky painted with the colours of the night,
trimmed at the horizon with the red of a retiring sun,
as an elegant passerby going where the wind would take her.

It was a wing of an angel that spanned the heavens as the eye could see,
patiently waiting to be carried by a gentle gale,
lest a greater gust would destroy all its beauty that inspires mortals.

It was a touch on the forehead by a person you've never met but made you feel that for once,
everything was right in the world.

I saw this cloud on the evening of the 16th of July, 2008 and was thus inspired.

Life...

Sat, 12 Jul 2008 16:27:09 GMT

without a notebook can be pretty damning. I'm losing sanity points by the minute. I have to backup my stuff and send it in for warranty and that task alone shall not be sightly. I hate typing on a thumb-keyboard, too. On a lighter note, I had dinner with VICE and had a lot more fun than I've had in a while.

Humour

Tue, 08 Jul 2008 20:54:17 GMT

Something I'm pulling out of an old blog which I thought funny. I'm republishing for your benefit.

Should anyone ask a question with no definitive answer, "I can't say..." is a really great response.
A touch of negativity always brightens the mood. Pick the right time to use it, though.
"Are we gonna survive?"
"I can't say... that any of you will."
Oh wait, I said brightens the mood? Your mood.

And it really struck me as I read this fashion magazine, recalling this song that said, "Never read beauty magazines, they only make you feel ugly."
I would say, "Never read beauty magazines, they only make you feel your girlfriend's ugly."

No person was intentionally harmed in the production of this blog. Only that someone might intentionally harm me for the production of this blog.

REJECTED 'LOVE IS..' COMICS - Take a look just once. Send it to a friend. Worth a laugh.

Game Plan.

Tue, 08 Jul 2008 04:45:59 GMT

Please tell me that I'm not the only one amongst my friends who wants to play these games.

Fallout 3
Who doesn't remember Fallout? Being a puny human in an irradiated wasteland has its appeal, especially when you're decked out in Power Armour and a reasonably sized gun. Please note that overkill is considered reasonable in my books and anything less is underpowered.

Diablo 3
Oh my fucking (I don't believe in God)! It's finally been announced! I got so excited over the announcement that I've already arranged a four-man team to purchase and play this game. Do let me know if you're interested to have me in another roster. Expect the game in about a year though.
My roster includes:
- Black Howling - Colleague as a supporter.
- Crozz - Old friend as a sorcerer.
- Fall - Good friend as a tanker.
- Razor - Yours truly as a ranged fighter.

Gears of War 2 - CAD had to do this...
When they announced this, I called Crozz and planned out a weekend to play this all the way through the hardest difficulty. Gentlemen, start your chainsaws! Ready! Set! YEEAAARRGGHH! Sam will be playing this as well. It's been such a long time since we had a game to play for more than three days.

The rest of the games don't really merit much of a reaction from me but I'll have to say that I have already decided to buy them and have a thousand Ringgit budget planned for this when I quit work.

Starcraft 2 - CAD's take on this
Red Alert 3
Fable 2

And finally, I've been reading these online comics for a while and I think it's worth losing some sleep over. I present to you:
Ctrl+Alt+Del - I gave this to Daniel and sadly, he stayed up till three in the morn reading.
Least I Could Do - I'm trying to infect him with this one now.

The first thing a man wants to do...

Mon, 23 Jun 2008 18:48:50 GMT

is to qualify for income tax. The next thing is to evade it.

~~Much~~ A bit like a wife I think. And now I'm just waiting for some crazy lady (nobody in particular) to take offense, and stick a pitchfork in me. You know where I work...

When it comes to love, a lot of people I meet tell me I'm very slow, and I'll admit; I am.
I am slow in liking a lady.
I am slow in approaching her. (Usually results in a suddenly-have-a-boyfriend lockout)
I am slow to forget.
I am slow at moving on. (At least I don't ricochet)

A new direction...

Sat, 14 Jun 2008 18:00:22 GMT

There are going to be a lot of changes in the next few months. For one, I have been demoted. And that's not such a bad thing considering I received a roughly 20% pay increase, fewer responsibilities, less work (Right...), and I'm enjoying myself watching five or six people do the work I used to have to do.

One director with the attendance.
One director with the leave applications and scheduling.
One accountant with the payroll.
One manager to deal with the staff.
One technical supervisor to deal with workshop operations.
One senior staff to handle the money.

But now I have forty-plus pages of an employment manual to review and a contract to draft. These people are begging to be sued.

The recent fuel hike is going to cramp my social life a bit but hey, I've been taking public transport and an errant bus driver is the fastest way to travel.

I have decided to return to college to do software engineering, and will eventually quit (over)working. I just haven't decided where to study.

Chris offered me a job in which I intend to take up and hopefully, I'll be in a group that will develop something exciting.

I picked up Metal Gear Solid 4: Guns of the Patriots (PS3; Rating: Buy it! Play it! Even if you don't own a PlayStation 3) at the launch event in Low Yat Plaza and the event was thrown out the window by the Master of Ceremonies (Can we say Metal Sorid Gear 4?). The game was worth it though. I don't own a PlayStation 3, but I played on the shop's system every chance I got and I'm still not anywhere near the end.

The past few weeks that I remember...

Tue, 22 Apr 2008 17:38:00 GMT

were pretty horrendous. I'm having stress-induced gastric and I'm heart-broken on several fronts.
I miss Evie a little more than I thought.
I have to get my SIM card back from Kyu.
I'm itching to ask childhood crush out.
I really want to see 'her'.
I think I'm so lucky to have so many people to love...

I went to work on both the Sundays I'm supposed to be off because shorty didn't show up. If he decides to turn it into a habit, I'll have to change my off-days. I've had so many letters to type and send out, on top of my regular duties. I'm so overworked it's ridiculous. But hey, let's not talk too much about work and discuss some nicer things.

Japanese Buffet
Two Sundays ago, I attended a family luncheon and look at my niece!

I hope she recognizes my face soon...
"Uncle Trent!"
I wanna have kids...
We went to the Japanese buffet in the UOA building near The Pavilion.
Rating: Same set-up as Shogun. See one, see them all. Wisma UOA 2?

Big eaters only.
Parking is a bitch but don't be tempted to park downstairs because the air hasn't been recycled in ages. It'll throw your appetite out the window, if not your lunch.
Go to Shogun in One Utama. At least it's got more savoury parking facilities.

Ramly Burger
For those not in the know, this is a burger patty that's so good, it's smuggled out of the country.

Now the guy up there, is the Master!
Rating: Eat here! It's in Taman Kosas where the Malay eats are.

He's the man!
I haven't found a better burger yet.

I went to the more famous stand in Ampang Jaya, in front of the convenience store that never closes. You've probably heard of it.
Rating: A pretty good burger. Not the best. Ampang Jaya, near ISKL, Naan Corner.

Sloppy.
Oil stays on the grill till it's black.
It's a production line! Good for large orders.

Do ask me about finding all these eats if you're interested. I'll put more up when I've time. I'll talk about the lookout point and a lady that makes excellent noodles.

Sad because I will die young.

Tue, 22 Apr 2008 09:39:43 GMT

If my colleague asks, "Why are you sad?"
I shall say, "Because I will die young."
And if he asks, "Why will you die young?"
My answer will be, "Because all of you are going to give me a heart-attack! Unless of course..."

I kill them all...

I realize that...

Mon, 17 Mar 2008 04:09:23 GMT

I have such a nice garden I haven't sat down to admire.
I have never sat down on such a beautiful day simply to relax and admire the view in such a long time.
I'm not usually awake at this time of day when I'm not working.
My sister is a lovable idiot. And that whatever she's cooking right now is burning.
I have probably done more than my share to earn, but will never deserve the chance.
I like to cook.
All the women I've loved, I still love. And I will give that much to any that come after but the most to the one now, whenever that may be.
I am vain.
I will outlive so many of the people I love unless I die from unnatural causes.
I have lived longer than I would have liked, but will keep doing it for her. I hope she's reading this. Maybe she'll realize someday that it's her.

Ten things I can't live without.

Mon, 03 Mar 2008 13:49:19 GMT

1. Well, everyone needs a Wallet.
Identity card, ATM cards, medical card, cash, what shouldn't be in here? I usually keep a Ten Dollars United States bill as emergency cash I can't spend. Other than that, there shouldn't be anything peculiar about my wallet.

2. My Parker.
You won't catch me dead without my Parker. I like to have a pen handy and this is the stuff you keep to give your children.

3. Walking around with a bit of Luck couldn't hurt.
I just keep my father's dog-tags for luck. It's older than I am. Father retired in '79. Would this be older than you?

4. Did I ever mention that I have Reading-Glasses?
Being far-sighted is no fun. I can't read text for too long without getting a headache. But if you make fun of them, it'll be your headache.

5. A Utility-Knife.
My Buck-Whittaker is fit for shaving, and it gets a lot of boxes open for me. Don't ask me for it because it's not a toy or intended to be a weapon. I can kill you with my bare hands.

6. How many guys do you know like to have a pencil-case?
I have my steel ruler, 2.0mm pencil, 1.0mm pencil, 0.35mm pencil, associated supplies, and eraser. This is for when I'm feeling industrious.

7. Pack of tools.
My Japan-made screwdrivers are pretty ancient; twelve years and three years. My Stanley wire-cutter, pliers, nose-pliers and cable crimp. What can I say? You never know...

8. My Rubik's Cube.
I've had this thing for as long as I can remember... and that's pretty old. I feel like I like to hang onto antiques. You have to appreciate a good time-killer.

9. Everyone needs a Notebook these days.
I usually bring a full-sized keyboard and a mouse with me. My personal notebook for work and play.

10. Well, it's all going to have to fit into my Osprey Bag.
This is the only bag that hasn't torn itself apart with all the things I carry. I carry all of the above in this baby. It weighs a tonne though. Not easy to steal and more importantly run away with.

I won't tag anyone with this, but I hope you've enjoyed the viewing. Cheers!

Kill. Them. All.

Tue, 19 Feb 2008 14:06:10 GMT

Waiting in the bank is like holding onto a lifetime lottery ticket and waiting for your number to finally match. Stepping up to the counter alone is like a prize to savour. You hear the audience clap as you persevered and collected your prize.

I've developed a line that usually lightens up the mood.

"I can't wait anymore!"
"I'll kick you in the balls, and you can wait on the floor."

"I feel like crying!"
"I'll kick you in the balls, and you can cry on the floor."

Simple? It's a comeback that doesn't get too serious and a nice way to say, "Fuck off!"

Nobody has ticked me off enough for me to use my Headbutt-of-Death but I'm just waiting to show my stuff. I'll make a fortune selling headbutts because a lot of people need one. Idiocy begets headbutts. It's my purpose in the world! To headbutt all the idiots and make the world a better place. The sacrifice of my sanity will pave the way to enlightenment!

Otherwise... I need a bigger gun...

Note: Reader discretion is advised. Idiots need not know my master plan. Funny houses need not know the state of my sanity.

As you read this, I know what you're thinking and you were probably wondering where this was all going but evidently; nowhere. Putting together such nonsense must've hurt your heads as much as it did mine. Thank you for your time and I hope you read again.

I think I've lost it...

Are we there yet...?

Sun, 30 Dec 2007 13:17:34 GMT

There was a restless bastard sitting right behind me with long legs kicking my seat every time he decided to say something that doesn't merit enough neurons to form a synapse.

Thankfully, I borrowed Adrian's PSP and played Final Fantasy Tactics (PSP; Rating: Classic! Play it!) for five straight hours before that long-legged moron fell asleep. Then I caught three hours of it for myself before hitting the checkpoints at Johore and Woodlands.

Upon arriving, we hit Adrian's crib and it turns out that there's a cemetery right outside his kitchen. It was a serene view (for me) but Shawn heard stories and was not amused. I should play on that someday though she made me promise not to tell.

I left them and made my way to Sim Lim Square (with all my luggage) to shop. The price of electronics there is actually comparable to here, so I didn't bother buying anything I can get here (besides, I had a bad experience with a pin-prick at one of the stores there the last time I was there) but I did get Mass Effect (X360; Rating: Worth a look at) which only lasted me five days even after doing almost everything.

Third aunt (notice we use 'Aunt' for people whom we're related to and 'Auntie' for those we aren't!?) and Uncle Peter welcomed me when I arrived at their place and prepared for dinner at Rachel's place. Third aunt prepared Gammon Ham and Rachel's hubby cooked the rest of the meal. Charlotte was trying to decide my gender and was avoiding me for most of the night until she got tired, and held up her hands to let me carry her. I'll put up a link to her photos that her daddy put up on the Internet and you can see for yourself what a chubby little thing she is.

I hit Sim Lim Square again to attempt bargaining for a phone for Lindsay, but was quite disappointed by attractive packages they didn't have as compared to here. Making and receiving calls over there was exorbitantly pricey (40 Ringgit for my two days of staying there!), so a bit of calling back and forth didn't yield any results and we decided to scrap it.

Then it was off to meet Jie-jie and I got kinda lost because I didn't know where I was supposed to be (or where I was) so there was a bit of running back and forth to achieve almost nothing in a relaxing kinda chaos. We hit Orchard Road and I went shopping for food while Jie-jie had a birthday present from her hubby in the form of an expensive (very very expensive!) handbag.

Popped into a food court and had a go at their Dol Sot Bbimbap. It wasn't bad though I'm partial to the one in front of my workplace. Split up with Jie-jie's hubby and made my way home to rest early.

The whole family saw me off at I took the [much better] public transport system to the Woodlands checkpoint and crossed to Johore on foot. The experience was overrated but it was fun anyway. Seeing Singapore from across the straits made my heart a little heavy. I would like to live there someday. Caught a ready-in-30-minutes bus and got home at five; just in time for Sam to come home from the hospital. I was gunning at Mass Effect from there.

Note: Sorry for putting this up months after when I should have, but it's done.

My Trip to Singapore...

Mon, 24 Dec 2007 14:13:50 GMT

...hasn't even started yet. The train's been delayed to 22.45 and I'm frying in this lounge. The family next door is playing Uno, Shawn is reading a collection of comic strips. I however, am bored out of my wits sipping on coke a nibbling on peanut M&Ms. I have so much unfinished wo...

The train's here...

A quiet day off, a nice dinner date, and two days of hell.

Thu, 20 Dec 2007 18:19:48 GMT

Well, Tuesday started off as a quiet day of simply bumming around until the evening came, then I took off to pick Lindsay up for dinner.

She took me to a place I've never been to before (which, upon discovering, tells me that I REALLY need to get out more) and that was Italiannies in One Utama.

We sat down and ordered a modest Beef Pepperoni Pizza which kinda ballooned us by itself, and she taught me about some of the drinking games that she plays with her friends. Turns out she plays Texas hold 'em which is good since the guys and I are trying to play more. She also told me about Taboo and it sounds like the type of game I would play.

We then set off to check out the sets and "Zvarri! The truth has been elegantly revealed to me." (I'll explain this one another day) she is a walking-talking shopping-map of OU.

The next day, I fell sick. I hurt in places I didn't know I had and it's the worst I've felt in quite a while. I didn't go to work and going to work was the wrong thing I didn't do because I felt like hammered-shit later on and all the way until now.

Mae (my eldest sister) stopped by for a little while and thankfully, I remembered to wish her a Happy Birthday. I made another birthday call to a friend from Taiping and that's all for my reminders. Anyway, I'm off to bed. I have a lot of bugs to kill over the next few days before I leave for Singapore.

Sorry for not saying anything in months, but what the heck...

Thu, 13 Dec 2007 13:22:43 GMT

You know how things are when you're doing a million things at a time and practically live at work... I need to get out of this turkey-outfit.

I have to make plans to kill the people I work with, just haven't decided what cruel accident I want to have befall them. On a lighter note, I know exactly what I want to do on April Fool's; I will bring a seven-year-old to the receptionist and ask them to make an announcement that a missing child looking for his/her father; my presently dating Sales Manager. And he's dating some girl in the same building. Then, I shall promptly disappear with the child.

The past few months have been hectic, and the next few months will be worse. But I'll be taking two weeks off to rest so to those who know me, let me know if you want to do anything after the 29th. I'll even write up about my trip to Singapore.

Kill or be killed. Kill first.

Fri, 06 Jul 2007 20:28:04 GMT

Work is stressing me out. Thankfully, I have things lined up for my weekend to cheer me up. I'm seeing Juee for dinner tomorrow and maybe we'll even watch a show if she's up to it. I've been itching to watch Transformers with someone special, and she qualifies as someone special.

I don't know how people would define love but love, to me, is to be able to enjoy any and all the aspects of a person in almost any given situation.

Whether in the physical presence, or memory.

In conversation, or the quiet moments.

In moments of joy, or sorrow.

In all the things you do everyday.

You will be willing to fight and die for the people you care about, your love would be amongst them.

You will want to come home alive, and love is your reason for coming back.

Your friends are all people you're willing to die for. Your love is someone you will live for.

"Definition: Love is making a shot to the knees of a target 120 kilometres away using an Aratech sniper rifle with a tri-light scope... Love is knowing your target, putting them in your targeting reticle, and together, achieving a singular purpose against statistically long odds." - HK-47

Work piled up from yesterday. And I work everyday.

As it says, work piled up. There are quite a number of things for me to do that I can't remember them all. And this month, I'm supposed to take the time to ask customers what they think about our services. My days are long as heck because I have so many things to do at the same time that I don't know where to start. I'm going to headbutt something nice and hard, and keep doing it until something breaks.

Enough work stress to last me a few days. And I work everyday.

With Wawa out of action and Jess off, it's up to me to watch FMC Games. I had to forsake my paperwork the entire day, and I'm going to die from that.

The worst day of my life. And I work everyday.

Summary: Kyuah got drunk with a guy. I went to Cheras to send her home. I waited for three hours. I was sick. She didn't want to show up. I got home at six and went to bed. I woke up at 0945 to work. I can't eat anything because it would make me more tired. So much only to get ditched.

I'll finish up another time. It's 0425 and I have things to do in the morn.

A very difficult past few weeks for my body...

Fri, 22 Jun 2007 15:36:41 GMT

I'm spent. I've been working without much rest for the past few weeks. I'm kinda paying for it now but I have the whole of tomorrow free.

HOLY F*CK! POWER FAILURE! Thank goodness for batteries or I would've lost a lot of this blog. Or actually... all of it.

Caraway

There's a little restaurant in town that feels like it's out of town, with excellent food and atmosphere. Everytime I go there, I order Sausages and Mash and whoever I bring would order the Pan Fried Dory. I took Jasmine and Christine there the other day and they seemed to enjoy it. If you're a lass and I happen to know you well enough, ask me and I'll find the time to take you there. It's a wonderful place and I'm sure anyone would enjoy it.

Nintendo DS Lite

I got myself one! Been playing Nintendogs, Castlevania, BOMBERMAN(!) and a few other games. Oh, I forgot ELITE BEAT AGENTS! Woe is me, the lack of sleep...

Stomach-ache at work. And I work everyday.

Gee... I had (and still am having) diarrhea. Big transaction in the morning, held onto my money into the evening and decided to cash in early. Met a good chap driving the taxi and we had a good chat. Got home. Cashed in. Went to bed. Took the next day off. Father mildly suspects dengue but it seems to be fine, though just about everything I've eaten in the past few days upset my stomach.

Working with an empty head, heart and stomach. And I work everyday.

I was feeling awfully tired, heart-broken, and hungry. The only thing left to complete my day was to get run over by a car a few times...

Pulling out my axe and sharpening it. And I work everyday.

Chronic tardiness calls for execution. I am reasonable, but when you ditch me I'm trying to help you, it's your funeral. I just don't understand why people can't come to work on time. A friend of mine says, "It's the next generation."

I have to stab someone today. And I work everyday.

I read that the government has sacked 3,000 civil servants over the past five years. Plenty of them also received some form of disciplinary action. And in the private sector, we're supposed (right...) to see an improvement... I wish. Writing warning letters is no fun especially when you have to issue them. I think I'd be more comfortable with blackmailing them to come to work on time if it wasn't illegal...

I don't remember all the things I'm supposed to do at work. And I work everyday.

You remember that job description I wrote up a little while ago? I actually receive new things to do everyday and I just can't keep up with everything they ask me to do. I need a list... then I'll fold it into a paper aeroplane, set it on fire, and fly it into a coal mine...

Reluctant to go to work. And I work everyday.

You ever had one of those days when you really, REALLY don't want to go to work? I wasn't feeling well and was contemplating not going to work at nine in the morning. Ieda called with an almost dead voice and Jess sent a message saying he's sick, too. I have three people on leave, and a minor heart attack. What a way to start a day.

Here, we have a delightful selection. Pain, torture, disease, more pain, and death. Can I choose death...?

Sat, 09 Jun 2007 18:28:27 GMT

... simply because love hurts.

Today, I spent the day playing Timesplitters, FIFA Soccer, and Tekken Bowling on the PlayStation 2 at Chiam's place with him, Nash and Marcus. I am such an evil man with the pistol. It was good to unwind because the past week had left me distraught. We had pizza and soft drinks and bummed around most of the evening. Here's what happened...

The path of pain. I will walk it if it gives me even the chance to be loved, even though it will probably kill me.

Every woman I fall in love with remains there embedded in my heart, and like a thorn, will stab me as my heart beats. I mean it when I say I love them, and each of them will hurt me for the rest of my life whether they know it or not. I have three.

If you swear your love, you must live to fulfill it.

A dead soldier cannot complete his mission.

A dead person cannot continue loving.

Thus I have survived this long on that principle. I'll fight for it until it kills me, even if I know it would probably be for naught.

It hurts.

It has hurt all this while.

I have waited for her for two years, six months and twenty-six days.

And I'm still waiting, even though she's back. Because I'm a nobody to her.

Should I still wait for her, and likely wait for nothing? Or find another woman, and hammer another nail into my heart?

I have already taken the wrath of her mother. I know that she spends time with many other men. I've helped her deal with the trouble she got herself into. She broke so many promises she made to me. She said so many positive things she didn't mean or contradicted later. And still I love her. Nothing can change that. Nothing has changed that for any of the three I still love, but cannot hope to have.

There is one woman I'm very fond of but never approached because I didn't want to be unfair to her. She makes me feel better anytime we talk and I would like to know more about her. But should I risk both my heart and hers? I don't want to hurt her because the last three are still there, and if it did, it would simply tear me apart. But if she's willing to risk her heart, so would I.

If so, I would stop waiting... but I'll never stop hurting.

Cold, wet, miserable and working. And I work everyday.

Already sick and I got caught in the rain. So many negative things happened. Another thing working against the love I want. I'm quite ready to die though I would never allow myself such an easy escape.

I'm off on Fridays and Saturdays now. But I work on Mondays. And I work everyday.

Well, that's the schedule now. If you guys want to make plans, let me know.

I pay for all the services I need at work... And I work everyday.

For the love of the internet! I purposely bought a router so that I can go online and get some work and research done. And vertically challenged has to kick up a fuss about it, saying that I owe it to the company to give him the network key for everyone's use. Somehow, everything I own and bring to the office for personal use becomes company property...

Everytime I end a sentence with a fade-out, I'm tempted to add a little something extra. For example:

Customer with an attitude walks in and makes unreasonable demands and I have to be polite. After an uncomfortable transaction,

"I'm sorry for any inconvenience caused. Do come again and have a nice day..."

And after she walks far, far away, "... bitch."

Days gone by. Work, identity card, furniture moving, crabs, and a person whom I love very much.

Mon, 28 May 2007 18:01:22 GMT

Working into insanity. People are starting to look at me funny. And I work everyday.

Yeah, I suppose I am. How do you stay sane when the people around are losing their heads? Thank goodness I'm the aloof bastard manager who prefers not to let these people get to me. I'm prepared to be forgiving and/or harsh if neccessary. I have become more calculative. I'm becoming the person I'd like not to be but they won't have my soul.

Trying to survive work... And I work everyday.

Shah was absent last Saturday, grandfather had a heart-attack. Mamat was sick. Hasraff was sick. Loo was on leave. Mie was on leave. Shorty off. Ed only coming in the afternoon. I was about to get a heart-attack. How can so many people be out of commission at the bloody same time!? Must've been my lucky day.

I might die on this one. And I work everyday.

I expected no-shows by roughly the same sick-in-the-head people but they actually showed up! Expected not to survive Sunday but did anyhow. Sze Mun came to fix her PC. I don't get pretty lady visitors very often and I get a kick out of it when I do. Kyuah showed up just a little later but I was still attending to Sze Mun so we exchanged a few words and she left. I wanted to spend my break with her but she went straight home after that. I felt like I was bothering her because she was awfully distant that day.

28/05/2007
Today was pretty good. I went to JPN to pick up my IC. I lost my receipt but luckily I was replacing my IC so my old IC saved the day. Service was prompt and no delay processing my transaction. Hats off to JPN.
Headed off to work and played Guitar Hero 2 all the way till Sweet Child, and then I just stopped. I've had that song as my ringtone since 2002.
Helped Kyuah move her stuff to Cyberjaya. It was kinda sad to be helping her go far, far away, again, but time spent with her is never a waste to me. I did a lot of the talking. After that, we had seafood at the Fatty Crab, near the Mines Resort. Excellent food! Fried rice was good, fried tofu was excellent! It was tofu and mixed vegetables and meat turned into a patty and deep-fried. Garlic prawns were hot, crabs were good(despite the fact that I've never really eaten crabs before).
On the way home, Kyuah let me rest on her lap. WOOHOO! Bliss. And halfway through, she rested on mine... Though it made her mom nervous, I thought that, well, I'm her ex-boyfriend, why can't she be comfortable with me? We didn't part in a bad way and I still love her a lot. Maybe there's still hope. I have to pick her up tomorrow after work, and that's fine with me as long as I get to see her.
Sam and I made Roschti! You should try it. Boil potatoes for 10 minutes. Peel and grate them (try not to grate your hands). Fry in butter. Flip. Fry again. Drain. Eat. I'll try with bacon next week.

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