~For Something Good~

I spend a lot of time thinking nowadays. Every action taken is being monitored properly, because I don’t want to makes silly mistake. Every inch of step I do, I weigh the pros and cons. And at times, I get worn-out of thinking. Why we should be polite when we can just accent out our judgment? From what I know, by being polite, you would actually procrastinate without hurting others! It’s enigmatic, but that’s the truth. People nowadays, more than ever, prefer that certain matter being told and comprehended in a polite manner. So here a good communication skill takes place. But why there is so many things inter-related to one another?? It makes all the things complicated. I just wish I could shout and say NO, but looking on the other side, it’s ruthless way of settling things down! Procrastinate politely and problems would be avoided!

So here I go again, preparing myself to tell a white lie. A purely one-sided beneficial white lie! Hopes are shattered but at least I am doing what I think is right! Life is always turbulent as it is, so better say it now rather than regretting it later!

Regards

Jalan-Jalan Cari Makan!

Gosh, time really flew by so fast, that I at times feel so stucked up with loads of things to do and a little time to actually compute it. But all this didn't even disturb my food hunt. I am in love with food nowadays! As I was quite weight conscious recently, I refrained myself from eating sumptous and finger-licking food. But as time pass by, I relented and end up gaining extra pounds because seriously I was engaged with some sort of food marathon. People just love to feed me, not on normal basis, but extravagantly!

Me vs Set C at Rasamas!

Be it my friends to my relative, all of them really do make sure that I eat. Again, i am emphasizing, its not on normal servings but perhaps serving like for more than a person. Thanks to them, I did enjoy eating but trust me, I have to really cut down on food and start burning the fat since I don’t want to end up being an obese. But practically, I would say limit yourself, because you would not want to end up eating more than you should. Don't regret like what I am regretting now!=(

Secretly out for Secret Recipe!

And as I am writing this entry, I can smell my favorite noodle is being prepared by mum. Now you tell me, how on earth I can resist food? Sigh!

Pictures can be Deceiving!

Merely a glance, you can mistakenly think that this is a cleaner doing his daily routine cleaning the floor in a mall, but what makes an astounding truth is that you are wrong! He is actually an engineer who test almost everything that he purchase to be firm and well engineered. So basically don't judge the picture as it is. There might be hidden agenda in it=)

regards

Moral of the story: Orange t-shirt, a dark blue pants and safety shoes is not a trend in a mall. Leave them for the cleaner!=p

p/s: And as for the model, my bro-in-law, sorry for selling out this picture! Lol!

Patrick and PPC Class??

Hectic semester! Nothing much to say about when you head into self dug grave when you try to be a hero by taking 17 credit hours in the final year first semester! And every moment I am thanking god for letting me do what I do the best; survive in the nick of time! Hope that I would be able to cope up with all the hassle of this semester!

Oh yeah, being in one of the most unprepared course I am taking this semester, the great Production Planning and Control or better known as PPC class, me and a bunch of friends started teasing our classmate for no apparent reasons. And in that process I manages to reveal the artist in me, doing so-called grafity on the table, and now I proudly presents my famous two table grafity art, Patrick the Pink Starfish from Sponge Bob Square Pants!=p

Sorry for the not-so-clear snaps, because we took the picture during the lecture period! =)

Lost in the Ambiguity..!

I have been staring at this blog again and again, and all I can say is that I am left uncertain. Lost of words and ideas to write. I am certain with the uncertainty and wandering in ambiguity! Why this is happening? Too many question pops in my mind, strong and mind boggling ones, but all left unanswered, even worse unattended. Perhaps, this is what we call the blank phase. A phase that when the artist just have nothing to paint on the white canvas. Sweat! that's what I hate to endure. But loads of happenings have taken place, and for once, I am happy and shall rebel soon! Godspeed!

regards