A Brand New Age

Celebrated my Nth Birthday a few days ago. I have nothing much to say about it. It's been really a brand new age to me. I am sick and tired of talking about every single thing suddenly. Vocabulary should just be replaced with more actions. I am talking less as a person. I guess it's a sign of maturity, in a whole new level. Hehe.

I'd like to thank everyone who was a part of my celebration. I really did enjoy your company. Thanks for being there for me.

I'm old.

I couldn't take many pictures. My bloody camera wasn't working long despite I have charged the batteries the whole night before. Well, at least I managed to catch a glimpse of this,

Chilli Crabs, I seriously couldn't have a complete birthday without eating crabs. I just love 'em. So MuCh. Crabs just never let me down.

Melted by Sexy B-Boyssz

For the past few weeks to a month or so, a portion of my Wednesday nights have been spent to watch Showdown 2010. Dances and grooves have always been stuffs that could really get me in the good mood. Last night's show was performances by the Top 8 breaker crews left from eliminations in the past weeks. My two favourite crews - Wakaka Crew and Giller Battle Crew (GBC) are still on the run to be in the finals, to be the champ ya'lll...

.... But what was so mesmerising about last night's show was that Wakaka came up with a slow number that kept me watching their performance over YouTube over and over and over again. That was like the sweetest I've seen by a bunch of men with huge biceps and triceps jumping and rolling on stage, with macho grace. Need I say more? The attached video I've watched over 6 times for the past half an hour. If only Malaysia highlights and gives more attention to such breaking talents, they'll go very far. As a matter of fact, Wakaka and GBC have been in the arena for quite a while, representing Malaysia overseas at international battles. But how much do we know about that? Not much. Cos our media doesn't cover much for such events, I guess.

I'm still rooting for GBC... But can't help being smitten by Wakaka.. They're so talented! So is GBC.... But one main reason I was sooo supportive of GBC was because one of their power mover, B-Boy Juicy -- is so hawwt. Arrgh! I love men who dance like them. If only I could have them perform before me on my birthday. That's gonna be heart-wrecking... in a good way.

SeXy RepreszenT!!! ;>

Be On You

Today is the birthday of a friend out there, whom I've not spoken to for quite a very long time. I'm not even sure if I should wish you directly. But here it is. I'd like to dedicate this favourite song of mine to the birthday person. Yeah, I like the song. I'm not sure if you're gonna like it. But one thing's for sure I pick my favorite piece for you. That's better than a cake. Wherever you are.... Happy Birthday.

If we ever talk again, this is it. Posted on 7th June 2010. Xoxo

P.s - This goes out to all June babies too. Be mesmerized...

To The Old Times

It started with just a random drive out to buy some stuffs since I've not been out for quite a number of days - due to my personal time zone difference. I know, uncool.

I went to hit 7-Eleven for the latest issue of my favourite fashion magazine, but this month's issue is already snatched. So I walked to a nearby supermarket, my favourite supermarket, searching for some cereals which I suddenly have the urge to eat. Got the stuffs I wanted after scrutinizing almost evry single brand of cereals. I received a slow reply from "Mr. Proton" my old chat buddy whom I have chatted with for many years but have never met eyeball-to-eyeball. Mr. Proton is now residing in my hometown with his newly-wedded wife, congrats buddy... Somehow it's not really complete to not having met Mr. Proton despite the reachable distance after all this while. We decided to meet up for a cuppa drink to catch up since we are off work. It's funny, how my first experience meeting an online buddy turned up so normal. We talked like how we used to chat. Like I've known him for so many years (which in fact is the case... ). The offensive jokes we used to throw at our "nicknames" online were still valid offline. Reminiscing the other chatters whom we used to chat with was nostalgic in a way as I've never met them. Cool. This goes out to you, buddy.

Did I mention that Mr. Proton has got a really cool job? Not to mention that it's with one of the highest risks involved.

Something I may even consider doing.

Against

It starts to crack. I hear it shatters into a million pieces. I pick the tiny little pieces up, grasping in my hands. The sharpness pricks right into my flesh, I feel the pain, the harder I hold on to it. I see my blood oozes and lines elegantly all the way down to my arms, what a horrendous sight, yet paints millions of bucks even art value can't buy.

I'm running out of blood now. I should be panicked at this moment. Average person would have started flying white flag by now. The seconds continue ticking away. Shall I fight or bid goodbye...? Shifting to my millions of cells in my skull, looking for rationality, I shall calculate my chances to make the battle worthwhile. Time is almost up.

Time is up.

I still cannot die.

My Baby

It's been since last Friday that my handphone has officially turned faulty. My dear Samsung seems to have some parts pretty messed up in there. People can hear me, but I can't hear them. And I actually resorted to displacing the slide to a certain distance just to get the sound. And it's not always going to work that way either.

It's weird, how when my handphone was running in top-notch condition and it was not ringing that much.

But I heard a pretty inspirational quote from someone today regarding this matter. And it goes like this, "I want to message you, but my message can't get across. When I call you, you can't hear me. It makes me miss you more."

HEHHEHEHEEHEHEH. I find that seriously hilarious. Thank you :)

All Souls' Day

Just not to keep my dear lonely blog stagnant.

Today's All Soul's Day. Went to the cemetary. Put a stalk of flower on each departed relative's tomb, including my late mom's. Funny, I realised I do resemble her a lot as I grow older as I watched her embedded photo on her gravestone. Rest in peace, Mama and all dearly departed ones.