What happened to dreams?

Really what happened to them? when you were small u dreamed of having tons of money like Scrouge McDuck in Duck Tales where he built this huge vault and installed a diving platform so that he could dive into all his money... when you were a teenager u dreamed of driving that BMW, all dressed up in a georgio armani suit with a few hot chicks in the back seat. when you were in university u stopped dreaming the crazy stuff but ur thoughts turn to being this on-the-go journalist writing for the MAS airlines in flight magazine which pays u to travel around the world to write about places of interest. and then when u get out of uni, u realize that even finding a job remotely related to your field and that pays enough for u to survive is not an easy feat. i'm not saying that i'm not happy in my current job. contrary i like my work even though it gets a bit boring at times... especially this chair that i'm sitting on right now... its the best damn chair i've had the privilege of sitting on... but somehow at the back of ur mind u think of what should have been....

feeling worn out...

i'm just feeling extremely tired... i think its the accumulated stress, work and personal things that have been haunting me throughout the past week. had a late night last night as a friend came back from Penang so we yum cha till 1am... the previous night as mentioned in the earlier blog, got back only at 2am... i'm an early sleeper usually so as a result my eyes have turned from the sexy mata sepet to dark round panda eyes... everybody who stands 1 metre away from me will ask me whether i've been getting any sleep... i respond by giving them a sheepish look and say work mah... what to do....

as the saying goes, "Never go out with ur ex and her boyfriend unless u intend to do something about it"

is there such a saying? if not, pls reference it to me the next time u use it. :p so just like what the saying says, i went out her and a couple of our friends to celebrate her birthday not knowing that her boyfriend would, out of nowhere, show up. y didn't i expect that to happen i have no idea... so anyway there i was standing at the freaking road side waiting for our number to be called to go into the steamboat restaurant when he comes along with 2 friends in tow. i must admit that i was a bit stunned as i didn't realize how "in" they were. best not to say too much as she might be reading this but what the heck... so lets just keep it simple and say that we are not on the same wavelength or "not from the same hood" to put it in their terms. on with the night we finally got a table and i had the pleasure of sitting opposite the two of them resulting in me looking down at my food for the most part of the meal. at this junction u might be thinking.. ahh surely Adrian still has the hots for this chick... and i can't disagree with u 100%, because she was my first and who here can say that they have really really gotten over their first? plus she has gotten pretty hot now that she's visiting the gym 7 days a week... but pls lah if u r reading this, don't not eat. plus she was wearing this *ehem low cut, bare back, spagetti string turquoise top O_O err... it was not really slutty, honestly, but she did get a lot of looks from passersby. where was i? oh yes the dinner.... there i was sitting quietly, minding my own business, rubbing my tired blurry eyes. on a side note, i don't really understand y people like to steamboat? i know its like u put everything into a pot, its easy, u get to rub shoulders with the people next to u while crossing laddles in the fight for that huge prawn that YOU put into the pot... not that i'm refering to myself cos i did not touch a single prawn or crab for that matter, but at steamboats, u don't really eat much cos everybody is fighting for everything... u get to scoop once or twice and if you go for the third time, its either empty and u get the remains of the prawn (eg the head) or people look at u and trying their hardest to transmit their thoughts of disdain at you for being greedy. not forgetting the price, i mean RM 18 per person just to eat a couple of tiny crabs and fishballs is soooo not worth it. we finally left the place at 11 something... O_O and went to the snooker centre to do u know what... coincidently, it was the same snooker centre we went to when we were together but this time the status has been reversed. it was weird to say the least... finally got home at around 2am because, i might as well say it, her boyfriend and his friends suck at snooker... i mean if u look like that and dress like that how is it possible that u have never played snooker?!?!? that just mystifies me... so all in all it was a very weird day with the thing that happened in the morning, working on a saturday afternoon and going out with the ex and her boyfriend.

My Life = the 6 o'clock chinese drama

something weird happened to me just a few minutes ago. it was like something out of a TVB chinese show. lets just put it this way... it was weird...

So funny i can't stop smirking

well i'm so hyper right now that i might as well put in another post... so yesterday my colleagues and i decided to go to Alamanda (which is the only respectable supermarket in Cyber). so there we were walking to the car park, which happens to be the side of the road, and they decided that they want to sit my beloved old car for the last time before it goes. so they got in and we were on our way. 5 minutes into the ride, I-lynn started to feel something on her butt and she turned around and to her horror... her butt was wet! AAHAHAHAHA.... i totally forgot that it rained yesterday and my car being as old as it is leaked water into the backsit! worse still there were 3 girls sitting at the back! haha it was more like swimming than sitting! when we got to the supermarket, they constantly looked at their butts to see if it was very noticeable... let me stop the story here before i get into even more trouble and say "I'm sorry" for the thousandth time. VELI DA SOLI

The Work Marathon has begun!

I'm now on a work marathon to beat a colleague's record of 12 and a half hours working non-stop. I'm now at the 10th hour mark and after 2 cups of coffee, feeling hyper and jumpy. my leg can't stop bouncing or shaking or whatever you call it. will keep u updated on the effects when it gets later. for now:

Hours/Condition
10th hour = 600 minutes - was feeling blurry but after 2 cups of coffee, the red bar representing health that you see in Street Fighther or Tekken or one of those RPG games like Final Fantasy, has risen back to 100%!! something like taking health potion! anyway from what you've read u would have guessed that i'm now rambling on and on and on... its because of the coffee i tell u... back to work.

11th hour = 660 minutes - the coffee effect has wore of slightly but still going strong. time is going quite fast. dunno y...

12th hour = 720 minutes - consuming my third cup of coffee... feeling a bit light headed and feverish. the sun is setting to my left. came before the sun came up and leave after the sun goes down. sentence getting shorter. ah. oh. uuu.

12hours 36 minutes = 756 minutes - HAHA Yin Yin i win!

13th hour = 780 minutes - wow.. i got up just now and felt a bit quesy... but there are still ppl in the office with me!?!?! come on lah... let me be the last to leave!

13.5th hour = 810 minutes - CRAZY... time to balik... hope i don't fall asleep at the wheel. touch wood.

What about girlfriends....

my friends and i talk quite often about girls we know or girls we would like to know and it is funny the more we talk about it the more we pressure each other to go after girls. its like we lend each other the bravery that guys sometimes lack when they encounter a girl they would like to date. ironically we are all single at the moment. i know u r rolling ur eyes as you are reading this... especially if you are a girl but the truth of the matter is... that most guys r pretty scared about asking a girl on a date save the cool dudes with the BMWs and bling bling. for me confidence takes a blow sometimes when things don't turn out the way i envisaged... heh these days i'm using better english... maybe not... but anyway... my ex told me recently that she doesn't know what guys are thinking (she's going thru a rough patch with her bf), well i can tell u that guys feel the same way. we always wonder why girls play the games they do when we're chasing them. sigh.... wasn't it much simpler during the ice age when the female would go bash the alpha male on the head with that big club and drag him into the cave. poor dude... and yet so simple.

so i have been driving around KL for the past 2 months and i've noticed an invasion of pink panthers on the road. i even saw a lorry with a pink panther stuck to its windscreen O_O

Yesterday was a bad and sad day...

sigh... yesterday was bad... firstly i woke up still nursing a sore and aching arm. then i when i got to work, i had a hectic day meeting one deadline and doing another product on the side. then because i was meeting that deadline i had to rush the editor who became pissed off at me and replied in CAPS in his comments. and then i received an email from Jane, the person who checks my editing and she was "worried" that was the word she used why i asked whether i should remove the italics tag from the regulations and rules. to make matters worse she couldn't email me directly because it kept bouncing so she emailed it to my BOSS and asked my BOSS to forward it to me. sigh... and then later that evening, my bro left Malaysia for the US which was sad.... it was harder to see someone go than to leave yourself. so all in all hope today will be a better day.

my trip to the gym

oh well since i'm waiting for my editor to get back to me and have time on my hands, i'm gonna tell you the horrifying and traumatizing experience i had in the gents of Jackie Chan's new gym. so there i was at the gents of this new gym (no i'm not a member, its freaking expensive) after working out for 3 freaking hours thanks to Li Chen... Thank you very much arr... (sarcastic tone) :) and decided to take a bath. u're thinking "Ok... so what's so traumatizing about bathing?" just imagine going into the bathroom and you look to the right and see a naked fat guy and whe you look to the left you see another naked fat guy!! omg.... and then you see the small tiny cubicle that and the tiny stream of water trickling down the shower head and u go like "What the?" so u go in and take of ur clothes only to notice that the hooks are outside... and all there is to block the view of others is a thin plastic see through curtain.... sad...

aching and bleeding

oh my God the pain... i just scratched my finger and blood is gushing out... well maybe not like a waterfall or that dancing fountain at KLCC but still it made me swear. Further more after that massive and strenous workout i had on Saturday at the new Jackie Chan gym in Midvalley, my body is still feeling sore. I can't even lift my arm without feeling the PAIN..... THE PAIN!!! haha... i must sound like i'm dying... hehe... oh ya... i wrote a post last week but oddly it didn't come out so long story short, i wrote a story/script of my life in a cold cold office and the friends that makes it warm... so here's the first page. any directors out there reading this... u know how to contact me :) oh ya i charge by the minute by the way... muahahaha

oh ya i haven't checked for grammar or sense because i like to let my thoughts flow... so don't mind the mistakes...

Title: Yet to be determined*
By Adrian Ooi

“Hey you guys want to hear a joke?”

“So Superman was having a really boring day as there was surprisingly nobody braking the law in Metropolis. Suddenly he sees WonderWoman sunbathing naked on the rooftop of this building. So superman feeling a bit horny, thought to himself, well people always say I’m the fastest so I’ll just go in and be back here again in a jiffy”.

“Roger, I’ve heard this joke before”, I said.

“Let him continue lah, Chuah hasn’t heard it yet mah” said Yin Yin who was sitting on my left.

The rest looked at him expectantly and he continued.

“So Superman goes in, right, and is done in a matter of milliseconds and zoomed off feeling extremely satisfied”.

I look across me and see I-Lynn already giggling like a small girl listening to a dirty joke for the first time. Rolling my eyes I turn my attention back to Roger who was animatedly rubbing his ass “…Invisible man rubs his ass and says to Wonderwoman “My ass hurts like hell”. Immediately a chain reaction started with Chuah bursting with her loud laugh while Jasmine was laughing so hard into her hand that she looked like she was vomiting. Hui Ying, who obviously heard the joke before was staring with disbelief at her colleagues.

Looking at the gang, who was stifling their laughter, I just couldn’t help laughing with them. “Shh… people will notice us. We’re suppose to be working you know.”

“Hey but we don’t have our access to the database yet. How to work?” asked Azlina.

“True…” said Syama.

Sitting there at the coffee table in the lounge of my new office I wonder how in the world did I ended up with this bunch of crazy people as friends.

Roger for one is the laughter of the group. No matter how quiet we get, Roger will always be there to provide laughter either by means of his actually quite funny jokes or being the butt of jokes as the girls who outnumber us guys 6 to 2 kind of find it amusing to pick on him for being the youngest.

Then there is Azlina - the cynic of the group, whom coincidently happens to be the oldest in the group. Famous for her snide remarks and the sarcastic look which she so often gives to Roger for trying to make her spray her food at the person sitting across with a joke, she is often swamped with work because of her responsible persona that she projects. To be continued….

Good bye my friend....

i feel so nostalgic... in a couple of days or so, i'll be selling my friend for the price of RM 1,500. i know its a pretty low price but she is 20 years old already. she's been with me through every stage of my life, from primary school till now. this friend i'm talking about is my grandfather's nissan sunny. when i was just a young boy of 10, my grandfather used to fetch me to house practise with her. and then when i was a young teenager of 15, my grandfather used to send me to tuition with her. and then when i was a young adult of 20 i used to drive her to college. and now at the age of 22, i am driving her to work. wow... how time flies... anyway going back to her, she was my first. a lot of my first was in that car... for starters, she was my first car, my first date was in that car, my first gf sat in that car and my first accident was in that car. so many memories... She was always a good car giving me no problems instead i sometimes hurt her when i put in the wrong gear or banged the wall when i parked. if you really look at it, she had a huge part in shaping what i am today. so i bid farewell to you, my long time friend. may you find a good owner who will treat you better and wash you every week. Good bye....dear friend

buat OT sekarang

dang it my team leader is on MC

thought could start work yesterday but my team leader was on MC. Today stepped into the office with the thought finally starting on doing some work but she's still on MC. sigh... some ppl say to me that i'm lucky but i mean i think i've been lucky enough and its time to get down to some serius business. its pretty hard to act like u're working for 8 hours when you're actually just playing bingo and chatting on messenger.

fingers crossed that i get some work today

its been 2 weeks on the job and i haven't even touched anything yet. my training has ended and i haven't received my authorization to go into the server to start working for real. so for the past few days i have been sitting at my desk unsuccessfully pretending to work so that i don't piss off ppl who are really working. hehe... so i'm hoping that today will be the day that i start on a product and get my mind of certain things that has been on and off for a while now.