Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Jelly Me.

Today, I am jelly.

Because some people are posting super nice photos on Instagram from the land down under. And it's making me wish I was there too. Dangit!

Because everyone other than me is getting LTE signals on their 4G enabled devices in the office. Not hardware issues as initially suspected - managed to get them signals at 1U.

Funny thing is, the CS fellow I dealt with, verified and then insisted (politely) that LTE service is yet to be enabled where my workplace is located. So, I guess my colleagues are getting phantom signals, wooooo...

That's Malaysia's customer service for you.

Monday, April 15, 2013

One of those days.

Today, I feel like packing my bags, travel somewhere, sit by a roadside cafe, enjoy my coffee while watching people passing by. And not giving a f**k. And snap pictures. Yeah, that would be nice, real nice.

Somewhere. South Korea. December Winter.

Saturday, April 13, 2013

And 2 weeks after I moved home...

# Extremely good in utilizing space, should consider making a career out of it

# Appreciates Unifi, just because Streamyx is bollocks

# Wakes up later but reach office earlier, how awesome is that

# Lots and lots of nagging, commonly used phrase below

# Reach home late, "You think this is hotel ah?". Eating out, "You think this is hotel ah?". Weekend outings, "You think this is hotel ah?". Not helping with chores, "You think this is hotel ah?"

# Home cooked food is a blessing, washing dishes are not

# Running is more taxing, up-hills

# Clothes get washed and ironed themselves :D

# Welcomes the return of Astro

Tuesday, April 09, 2013

And he moved on.

Today, he felt that he was finally able to let go, and move on, for real.

Quite sudden, he does admit. Perhaps its the long weekend he had to himself, really taking time to think things over, to solve the puzzles, to find all the missing pieces and to connect the dots, and then the eureka moment arrives.

Or perhaps, it was that fateful night, when he realized, even his presence, bright as the sun, was clouded by memories of the past. A past that just can't seem to be erased.

Today, he finally understood that, when things were not meant to be, no matter how much of effort or time he spend trying to make it happen, it just wouldn't, well, work.

It is akin pouring salt to the sea, which results in, well, nothing.

He tried everything and tried to be everything. He was there. Then, he was no longer there. He gives. And he gives again. He stays. Then he was gone. Pretty crazy, he thinks.

The past few weeks were tough for him. He scarred the most beautiful paintings, he broke the most elegant glasses, then he fixed and mended them. Then scarred and broke them again, then fixed and mended them. A vicious cycle, repeating itself, but experienced, only by him.

And today, its finally over.