This Means War

It's good to spend a friday night out just to catch up with the Agent, have a nice simple dinner and a movie. There are movies that are worth remembering, the last I remember was fright night. the bad ones.. i can't even remember what i watched two weeks back to be honest.. and it sucks.

I refused to come up with a post-title first because I'm not too sure where this post is going to lead to, it's not a review, nor is it a thought to ponder. I watched This Means War and I must say it was a love hate thing.. or like. I liked parts of the humor, i hated the whole story line. Reminded me about the cruelty of life.

Reviews can tell you everything good about it, how funny, how great it is, yes it's a fun flick I admit but I didn't find much sense in it, not just because it "didn't apply to real life" I mean of course, it's a freaking movie, it didn't made sense in terms of how things were said and done. 

Kelly, Lauren's good friend said "don't go with the better guy, go with the guy that makes you better" She went with.. XX (don't want to spoil it) I don't see how he is the better guy to her, he is a womanizer, a rich guy, a good looking guy.. and a guy whom she just kissed ONCE, just to make the ex jealous, and he goes head over heels for her, it clearly shows he's a whore as well...  how?! Whereas the other guy he's considered the "safe" guy... and apparently he is not the guy that makes her better. I mean for crying out loud, she attempted to sleep with two guys at once. How is it, that a "safe" guy isn't good for her? 

Then there's a part where she calls one guy out to tell him that she's actually seeing someone else, but the other guy comes in, and she gets all worried and hyperventilates, and when she realized they know each other, she gets angry. It really didn't make sense, so what, FDR and Tuck's gonna tell her that "hey, so and so is my good friend" sharing their life with HER, when she doesn't share with either one, that she's actually in an open relationship meeting either one of them? 

And we also have Tuck's "ex-wife". Now, this is really stupid. they got divorce, but he still see's the kid during karate lessons, she's pretty yes, she knows him as a travel agent therefore she was selling herself at a high price when he asked if he could go out for dinner... Then when she found out that he was a secret agent and that he was on TV and that he saved a life, she decided to meet him at the kid's karate school and initiated to get back with him.. and if that's not enough, he agreed. the stupid, ridiculous guy agreed. but that's the reality of it, some guys are just losers when it comes to cases like that. giving in so easily because she is hot. Some would walk off, well, the story would be much better if he just walked off and fight for child custody and leave her all alone. Then again, the whole story would have a better ending if the two guys just walked away from girls. 

and then, the whole movie just makes it seem justifiable to date two guys and come down to a decision to sleep with two guys just because she cannot decide who she really liked. I really liked how she started off in the movie, but when it came in the middle I was like, "oh God, why?" 

Maybe she did have a point for choosing that guy over the other.. considering that the other has a kid, but still.. that doesn't make the other guy good. Sigh, enough of that.

Overall, it was enjoyable nonetheless, I wouldn't give it a standing ovation. It was a movie to enjoy after a long week of meetings, work and more work. 

It had its plus point, in terms of, a reminder of how I wouldn't know who I'd meet in life if I don't go out and meet people. Then again, I did go out once, I met someone, and today, I would not say it was a mistake knowing that guy, but guys like him ought to be hung or just placed on a railway track, not because he has done anything cruel, but it's just that, he really gave me an impression of myself that I'm still 14 and I'm not as great as those girls who have powdered faces, skinny bones, dolly eyes and a flawless skin. I didn't quite like that, it ruined my self-esteem a little, But I'm always reminded of an analogy, how not everyone enjoys a unique fruit, like a durian, one fine day, someone's gonna like a durian.... and then I feel better again and realize I oughta keep away from guys like that. So would i go out to meet people again? No, not so soon. 

The other plus point would be, I liked how 3 genres blended into one.. yes, it might be abit silly or lame or ridiculous, but it was not bad to have, action, romance, comedy in one, I wouldn't expect the action to be Bruce Lee material, but it was still good, romance was your usual sappy stuff, can't go far, and comedy.. well, at least I could laugh a little, I mean, how can you not laugh at two idiots going for one girl?

Also, let's be honest, who wouldn't be swooning over Tom Hardy's sexy British accent? no he doesn't have the looks, but the voice was there...Chris Pine was good looking, but wasn't too hyped when i saw him on screen, he's just that really good looking guy whom, I don't think I'd want to go out with if I even ever had a chance. FAR away from me. Reese Witherspoon was also another eyecandy.. I just like how she looks whenever she's on screen, perfect hair, perfect face. 

Maybe I should just put the movie title as my post title lar. it's way pass my bedtime, and it's time to snooze and get ready for an awesome weekend.

Book Review: A million little pieces by James Frey

I was thinking to myself one day, what should I do with my life, where is this blog going to go? What to write? Recently, I finished reading a book entitled A million little pieces by James Frey. It was a very, random selection, and is a very old book too. Sorta like a hand-me-down, and out of the blue I decided to pick it up to read. It made me tear.

It's not often you find a good book, that not only relates to your life, and portrays emotions so strong, no, that's why I didn't feel that it related to my life nor did it show any emotions similar to mine. But it was the pain. The pain that make you wonder, how did this person actually survive that?

This book is about a former drug addict, an alcoholic and was sent to rehab when things went bad. The whole book speaks mainly about his six weeks in rehab. What amazes me, is his passion to tell his story despite the fact whereby throughout the book, he just wished he died there on the spot. Which relates to us, how often do we feel that way whenever we live life, and then we survive again. It takes a strong person to do that. I must say, I must be really strong then.

The words captured my attention. No doubt, the story line is slow, the pacing is slow, and you could feel everything just happening so.. slowly. It gets boring when you're gonna read it for the sake of reading it, but when you get engaged in it, you can never let it down. I read this before I sleep at night and sometimes when I'm stuck in the traffic jam. It's two extremes, after a long day,I lie down on bed with a good book, read, and sleep. or when I'm stuck in the jam, I read for awhile so I won't fall asleep. but of course the jam has to be so ridiculous till cars don't move for a short period of time.

Hope, is what I found in the book. Hope is what we make of, Hope is there only if you want to believe and only if we yearn for a better life. Hope is always there, it depends on ourselves. To be honest, I know of friends who take drugs, some do them on a small scale, some get caught when they are high, dumb and beyond words. Many times I wonder if being their friend is of benefit to me, definitely no, okay, maybe I do get knowledge here and there, but I make it a point to be a benefit to them, at least try to remind them of that hope when all is lost. But now? I don't bother, because when people do not want to be helped, then there's no point helping them at all.

But that's a dream, finishing this book made me realize, as much as we do not get what we want, or get into trouble way beyond what we imagined, or how down a person can get, hope will find its way within us.

One of the lines I'd keep close to heart is..

"..not strong enough to face myself, but strong enough to keep going."- James Frey

Surabaya, Mount Bromo

It was a trip I didn't plan for, got called up in the wee hours of the morning, packed my bags, and took the evening flight. Thanks to AirAsia's ID90, because without it, trips like that would cost a bomb, I would probably end up losing all my savings and live a miserable life. Spent a total for RM400 for food, fun,flight, and more fun.. There goes half my CNY and Birthday money collected. But definitely worth it.

Touchdown Surabaya, Indonesia

 We arrived Surabaya, Indonesia on Saturday night, picked up from the airport and headed off on a four hour drive over to Mount Bromo. It was one nerve wrecking experience, if you think the KL jam is bad, go to Surabaya and drive there. It was that time when you just want to count your blessings, being thankful that KL roads aren't as bad. The jam was terrible, learn to drive there, cut queue and use the opposite lane like a boss, and you can drive anywhere else in the world. True story. No, none of us slept in the car... only for awhile, at least.

The Sunrise

Cemoro Lawang, yes it's THAT cold.

Upon reaching this place called Cemoro Lawang, a village located on the north-east of Mount Bromo, we literally froze there, probably because we underestimated the Indonesian weather. We were greeted by the beautiful sunrise, the locals, selling gloves and snowcaps, I didn't want any until my Indonesian friend insisted we bought a pair of gloves, an hour later, I was very glad I agreed. We then rode on horses or.. ponies, across the sea of sand and reached Mount Bromo.

Marto and Manis the horse,pony. The two that accompanied me up to the mountain

Seated on the horse, and took this shot with ONE hand. gotta love my Sony TX5.

As we reached the top of the mountain, we were required to walk up to see the volcano, and looks can be deceiving, until you step your foot on the flight of stairs up the volcano. We nearly thought of  just walking back down and not bother going all the way to the top, because there was no proper support, it was steep, definitely not for someone who is afraid of heights, but we did it anyway. The scenery up there was, breath taking.. yah, I still had breath by the time I got to the top.

The Horror... was so scared I couldn't take a picture on the way up. 

View from top, to bottom. wasn't too scared already.

View after climbing up the stairs. 

Offerings ranging from flowers, fruits and anything
will be thrown inside. 

 People would normally give their offerings here, sit and chill here, watch the sunset/rise, everyone just.. waits around. Of course I didn't ask why on earth were they doing so, but I think it's just their liking of being together, sitting on high ground, just.. watching people.

Climbed back down, and took a group picture. From Left:
Jin, Cia, ChaCha, myself and Neoh

After taking tonnes of pictures (not posted here) and getting ourselves back unto lower ground, we rode our horses back to Cemoro Lawang and had a little picnic lunch, and that's till someone decided to suggest that we all go water rafting. Hesitated at first because I didn't change much rupiahs, but apparently it was only MYR50, I had enough, so I thought, okay, bring it on.. it was, one of those hardcore Sundays, and without sleep the night before, it was.. insane. But we survived nonetheless.

Picnic Lunch with the people from Jakarta, Philippines and Malaysia

On the way up hill! Oh and I must say this! Photobombing level: Elena.

The water rafting trip was something to shout about... okay, not really, but the trip there was fun, we sat a mini lorry through the bumpy road, and we went through muddy waters, and throughout the ride, we even went through a little village by the river.. where we saw villagers doing all sorts of daily activities ranging from washing their clothes, taking their bath, kids having fun in the water, brushing their teeth, and... AND!!! taking a poop. We saw, a person taking a dump in the river. It was that moment, when we didn't want to get into the water nor did we want to play a fool and sabotage the other raft.

When all fun was gone and done, we took another 4 hour drive back to Surabaya where we stayed at a friend's place. It was a great, short trip nonetheless, appreciated the time spent with a few good friends, experiencing new culture, new land just in a 3 day span.

Last meal at Surabaya, and till today I still miss this awesome goodness. Rawon.

It's times like these you wish you lived the simple life, truth is, we can. But we just don't want to work hard now, we don't want to save up now, we don't want to chase that seemingly Utopian dream. I'm in that category, sad to say, as much as I would love to just go live some place else, live like a queen and spend all I want, I first have to work hard, save up, and not go for supper sessions every night. It's then I   realize and I hope I do remember that, life is all about give and take, you give something, you take something. you sacrifice, you get rewarded. It's just a matter of how much effort I would like to put in.

But I guess, all that can wait, in the mean time I think I'll just work hard enough, pay my study loan, survive the current job I'm in, graduate in August, and just see where God leads me. I have many goals and dreams, but whenever people ask me bout what I'd wanna do when I graduate, I'd rather keep the real thing to myself and tell them other options which I am not really interested in.

Till my next post. and yes, I still blog, and for those who ask me, I find it a total insult. :(

Life as a golden retriever

This is indeed exciting, hacking my owners account in order to write this post for all you readers out there. My name is Tiny, a golden retriever, but I think I'm a chihuahua, king of the house garden, adores mao mao quite a lot and gets excited when I get to go for a walk... ALL... I repeat, ALL the time.

oooh what to write what to write, as you can see I get excited over everthing and anything, hence the reason why I look thin compared to the other retrievers out there, I think I'm rather good looking too... oh my gosh!!! was that a squirrel?! was it?! oh sorry I got distracted.

Moving on, you must be amazed bout how I can actually type with my paws huh.. well, I'm fabulous like that. Did I mention.. oh, no I don't think I did, but I must say, I love food, I can finish a bowl of dog kibbles within seconds! one of those proud achievements in my doggy years. It's funny why my owner shouts at me whenever I leave kibbles outside my bowl, c'mon, no one keeps their table (or in my case, the floor) clean when their so excited bout food. I eat other things as well, bread, fruits, no chocolates, though I wouldn't really know the difference if I ate one.

Overall I'm contented with home, I love my owner to bits, unfortunately I can't make cards nor buy her flowers, I thought of doing so by digging the garden once, but I got a whole lot of spanking by the older master instead, I do hope she realizes how much I love her  and take me out for walks often, I see her rather tired all the time when she comes home from.. I don't even know where she goes, but I would love to spend time with her whenever she can instead of waking me up early in the morning just to say good bye. She looks as if she's hiding something from everyone all the time but I don't ask her? so she doesn't tell me. but as a retriever, I respect that and am confident she is strong enough to get through the day.

What is this button here.. looks like I can post a...oh my gosh! is this cool or what?! I can post my picture here too?!

HELLO!??!?! Hello!!!!! THIS IS SO COOL, I do wonder how on earth.. wowwwww I see myself... no wonder most of the time I see my owner on this electronic device! it's so freaking awesome, I wonder if it's possible to get running squirrels... hmm.. what's this? google? gooogle? it says search..not sure if I could search for squirrels here.... oh dear... OH DEAR!! there are TONNES OF THEM! such joy oh such joy.... I better get going now before my owner finds out.. BYEBYE!



p/s: I was just bored in the office.. 

Valentines' Day

It's nothing to be bitter about if you ask me, neither is it something oh-so-cheesy in my life. I never celebrated it, neither have anyone asked, or maybe he did, but didn't have the guts to show up.Long story. But all's cool.

It's the day when couples make a big fuss out of it, and singles? make a bigger fuss. I mean, let's be honest, the fact that you're posting updates of yourself being single, or in the most popular way, Forever Alone on this day, the fact that you're dissing other couples for displaying their affection publicly, show's that you do give a shit, and you ARE aware that it is.. Valentines' Day, and deep in that unconscious mind of yours you're just hoping that today someone would just come knocking on your door. so fairy-tale.

I hesitated a bit before coming up with this post, but I thought, hey, I'm bored at the office right now, I'm not doing exactly what I dream to do, and to prevent myself from being brain dead (and frozen since the aircon is blowing directly at me, hence the headaches too) I decide to write on a day that isn't of great importance to me, but a reminder of the people, the friends, the pets and everyone else around me that love me and appreciate me as much as I do.

Yes, Valentines day IS about the expensive gifts and food. Unless you shower your loved ones with little surprises everyday then, this day? isn't all that important. We all live in a society whereby money is vital. Everyone needs to survive, so it's no wrong to see prices at restaurants and  of gifts sky-rocketing. I took this free-time opportunity to break it down a bit. Average day, 1 rose Rm5, florist don't earn that EVERY DAY because no one buys roses EVERY DAY. hence, you save, and they live on love grass and sunshine. on Valentine's day, 1 rose say, RM15. and you cheap bastard can say, "OMG, so expensive," look at it this way, you don't buy it EVERY DAY. Hence, Valentines' Day would be the day, to accumulate the times you didn't buy a flower for someone you appreciate. Which makes it rather reasonable. It's a dedicated day to show that you love and care, if you haven't done so on any other average day.

But of course, for those who do show love any other day, and would still spend on this  very day, well, that, is something.. normal, since you'd prolly think that it's still.. any other given day for you to spend time and cash with the people you love.

I strongly believe that it's NOT a day for first dates. Why? Because, you don't fall in love with someone you meet on a first date, you don't celebrate love with someone you just met, it's just not right. Period.

So, it's no big deal whether you're single or a couple on this day. because you are and will be any other day anyway. Unless, for singles, cupid decides to do his job properly and finds your partner instead of targeting the wrong people at wrong times and places. Couples... unless you're married, all the best, sincerely.

Therefore I end here, wishing everyone Happy Valentines' day, don't go into depression because you're "forever alone", do have fun and enjoy your evening if you're going out tonight with whoever, if you're on a budget, take time to talk to the people you haven't talked to for awhile. or just live like any other day.

The awkward moment

I always believed in face to face interactions, ice-cream dates, outings and verbal catch up sessions with friends. Normally I would allocate at least 2 days to spend with the different group of friends. But things changed. In this week, I have 3 dinner meetings for work, two nights off, but will be using them to spend with the family, not quite sure how am I gonna catch up with my old friends, and attend dinner dates with new friends. Hence, it becomes an awkward moment whereby, I am in total support of the social networking site, facebook.

I never got the chance to meet everyone of them on the weekly basis, hence there's chat, comment, messages and pokes. And now that I'm living this new life, there's this inner fear in me, thinking of the what if's.. like, what if I lose all my friends? They aren't the best people in my life, but they all do play significant roles, and are people I hold closely to my heart. I never liked losing people, especially those whom I love a lot and hang out with quite often.

So you tell me, that if they mean a lot, I will try to allocate time, I do, or at least I try to each week. But there comes a time when you wonder if you're being appreciated for allocating that time. People will speak of how much they're being neglected so on and so forth. One thing I'm glad is that, I won't be living this lifestyle every week, I don't think they'd want to have meetings like that every week, taking up my own time to stay on track in my social life. But there also comes a time when I have to think of my own self, my health and energy, it does take a toll on me if I'm going to go out every night, hence I think, sms-es, calls, and facebook chats and messages are vital for me to stay in touch with friends and keep updated on all the happenings around me.

That's my take on social networking sites, but twitter is just nonsense if you ask me. I am a user of twitter, but I don't get it.. it's okay if it's news worthy, but if it's about how emotionally unstable and sad and how annoyed you are towards someone and start telling the person your piece of mind not even knowing if the person is reading.. *breathes* then! it's an utter.waste.of.my.time.

So yea, I am guessing that, without social networks online, I don't think there will be any social interaction among the busy people. Just take a look at Singapore. They're a fast moving country, they are working and walking fast all the time, they hardly have time to spend with their friends and family, but they're always on their phones and that's where interaction comes in, when they whatsapp people, sms or so on and forth. Without it, everyone would be so lonely... oh..so... lonely

Enough of rants, just thought I'd update this site, chill and relax before I go to bed and finish the second half of my week. Till then.

Thoughts for the.. New year?

I was told that the first sentence of an article is what draws a person's attention. But from what I see nowadays, it's a picture, and image of a person barely dressed with a face imitating a duck covered with thick make up. I never really joined blogger functions, but I join contests. I wish I started off like how the rest did, and are making it big, but guess my story is different, I decided to do things the harder way because I do not see myself barely dressed, looking photoshoped and I never had intentions of being a model... and to think of it, what if I lived another life?

Contented as I am, with my family, relatives, friends, without a doubt, I feel loved, I feel protected, I am aware that there are many people supporting me from every corner of my life, but there always was that inner yearning in me that wanted to go all out, to sing in a band, to join performing arts, to dance, to live a life of a young adult. I don't party, I don't go out late nights, the only way I enjoy life is to go on holiday trips or just stay at home, read, and snooze. Many times I wished I could turn back the hands of time and at least have the chance to live life having all the fun, but looking at where I am now, I skipped that phase, and realizing too soon, that life ain't about all that fun, and it isn't about all the work too. Truth be known, I don't even have the energy for that sort of fun. When I do intend to go out to party, people are just.. occupied.

I officially hit 22. Most people would think it isn't such a big deal because most people are older than me by years.. YEARS! I don't think it's much of a big deal too prolly because I jumped into the working wagon, without knowing, too soon, and even when I was studying, I jumped into the oldies wagon too because I chose home instead of the outside fun 90% of the time.

But there's an irony. as much as I feel that I've skipped the young adult phase, people still see me as the young kid. ALL the time, I'm not sure if it's the hair, the height or the face, but as much as I feel.. older than what I'm supposed to be, I'm treated like the baby of the clan. I don't get invited to parties, some people still keep secrets from me thinking i'm THAT naive, a pro and con thing, since I could.. "poker face" my way around. But seriously? There comes a time when I ask myself, who am I? cuz, I'm always neither here nor there, and it gets to me a little. And the weird thing is? I don't know who I'm telling this to. it's just a rant, and when I read this, (if I read this) in 10 years time, I'll prolly laugh at myself. Maybe this is like.. my own comic strip in the making, so that when I'm stressed, I come back again, to laugh at the asshole I am.

Then it comes to love. People are getting married, in and out of relationships and myself? I'm just scared.   Not scared of the fact that I won't get married for the rest of my life and stay single with 5 cats and 5 dogs at home, or scared of getting hurt, because I never got hurt, just got pissed off at maturity of guys and men I meet along the way. The amount of annoying guys are JUST TOO HIGH! Seriously, if you're my friend and if you'd want me to talk about all the guys I meet, I'd be glad to share their individual profiles. I'm not choosy, but I'm sure my family, friends, relatives would not want to see me dating an asshole or a total moron right. I never believed in the right guy too, because there never will be. We'll just have to.. compromise. always.

Work. I already have a job secured in my hand, I work part time now and after July, I'll be there full time. but many times, I wonder if this was what I really wanted? yes and no, pro's and con's. I am glad to be able to be in the situation I'm in, but again, many times I wonder, why did I choose this path? Why am I always so concerned about earning my dough so I do not need to rely on my parents? Why am I so independent? Why do I put myself through this?

No idea what's in store for this year, but I hold on. and like the previous years, here's my new 3 word goal/resolution. Focus, Determination and Patience.