Lost

It has been a while since I last go lost. And I manage to get myself lost on my way back home from office just now. The traffic on the Federal Highway was crawling as ever. Though of late I have came to term with crawling traffic and burning hydrocarbon, just now I just felt a little adventurous and decide to detour.

Instead of following the familiar routes, I head into forest of houses which I have never been to. 15 mins later I am completely clueless on where was me. Passed through housing areas which I never heard of (not that I heard a lots :P), and made a complete circle in one of the low cost apartment thinking there is another exit at the other end, only to found out it has the same entry and exit road.

Criss cross under the LRT track for at least 4 times before I got home. The feeling of being lost is pretty refreshing and... lost :P Even when I finally arrived at the familiar place, it took me a good couples of minutes to completely realize where I was. What a good way to end the last working day of the year!

Writing this down reminds me of my first lost experience. I was probably in standard two or three. Was playing helping my dad and uncle fertilizing the rubbers trees in my late grandfather's rubber plantation in the hills. I can't exactly recalled was it either nature calls or I had to go back to hut to pick something up, which was three or four hills away (or at least that was how it felt like then).

All I can remember was, suddenly I came across a barbed wires fence which I ain't suppose to came across. That was when I started to have cold sweat, and decided to slip my small little body through the barbed wires. I was just beginning to walk a few feet in daze when suddenly I heard someone shouted "Who is that?" and being young and stupid (still is) that I was, turned back and ran toward the fence again.

While I was escaping through the barbed wires, overheard they were discussing who's kid I am they did mentioned my dad and uncle names but I didn't look back and head toward a small streams which I failed to notice earlier. Followed the small stream and finally find my way back to the hut and wondering if I should head back to where my dad and uncles was. I did, and luckily without any trouble. Pheeeww...

Stomach full no-work-do

Well... I was planning to carry out some programming work, yet as usual, after a glutton that had just remained as a good plan (and no execution). So it's not exactly no-work-do, but isn't it fun to be doing other useless thing when you are suppose to do a real work :P

Note: Please do not scroll down further if you are in office or other open place, and do not want to risk getting a WTF!!! expression on your colleagues or worst your boss face. Don't say I never warn you :P

Was chatting with a friend when somehow a topic of eunuch surfaced. At first mentioned, I was pretty sure that an eunuch (chinese imperial court version, not the western version) lost their birdie. This perception formed based on my logic that the reason why their birdie is being externally preserved is to prevent them from having fun with the court consorts, princesses, even queen and other female helpers. Not so sure if their ball is left hanging there or not though.

But first check in wikipedia somehow discounted my presumption. It is mentioned that castration only involves removal of the balls.

Yet just now, while being lazy (but not exactly have nothing better to do) and out of curiosity did another search over google. And this is what I have found. Obviously the wikipedia is referring to the western version of eunuch (casterati being one of them). And from my futher research just now, also found out that there were more than one version of eunuch.

Some parted with their birdie voluntarily. One of the reason for this voluntary "external preservation" is being lazy to find other strenuous work. Hmm... ya ya... I know I am lazy, but don't think to the extent of willing to be parted with my precious :P

So the answer to my question of do they just lost their ball, just their birdie, or both is both! Ya evidently from the picture on the right, it very obvious that they lost both. Ouch!!!

* the picture is externally linked from the original source from this article.

Okie that is all the sex education (err... can this be even considered a sex education at all, or should more accurately labeled as sex-less education? :P) this time round.

Sekian. Terima Kasih!

Turkey do

We are not celebrating X'mas, but that didn't stop us from enjoying the turkey! Yay! Some pics from the diner at the cousin' just now.

Not less than 4kg of fat free meat.

Can't even finish it in one serving.

Nine of us can't finish it. There gonna be turkey congee and turkey sandwich from the leftovers these few days ;-)

Horses Bath

Spend a good half part of the afternoon giving an annual bath to my horses, and a good wax too. The older fellow has pretty much been neglected for a long time. My bad. Maybe I should blame it on the weather for not being consistent, thus discourage me from taking the old fella out to work. Good excuse? No?

I can't even remember when was the last time I gave the fella a good bath, not to even mention a good wax.

Partly bogged down by guilt and a little incident I had last week while brought the older fella out to buy the LCD filter for the cam. Stopped the bike in front of a camera shop, and walked in while I was still my helmet. There was an Indian customer in the shop, and he was on his way out when I got into the shop.

A little while later he walked back in.

The Guy: Hey, itu you punya motor ka?
Mana: Ya.
The Guy: Mana you biasa kasi service itu motor?
Mana: Kawasaki.
The Guy: Saya juga ada ini macam punya motor, tapi ada itu part sudah rosak. Mana boleh dapat?
Mana: You pergi Kawasaki lah.
The Guy: Sudah lama you tidak pakai itu motor ka? Mahu jual ka?
Mana: Takde, tak mahu jual.

I wouldn't blame him, there was like an inch of dust covering the bike. If my grandma were to see it, she would have said so dirty until can't even recognize it as a bike (in our hokkien of course) :P

Narcotic Raid

Was almost ending our drinking session in one of the watering holes in Hartamas just now, when a bunch of police officers from narcotic branch (I believe) stormed got into the place half past midnight.

This is only the second time I experience this, as so far the worst. Well... actually I can't remember how it was like the first time, maybe almost two years ago. Probably that could be worse. Anyway... we got hold up for almost three hours, thanks to the efficiency of the raiding team. That the time they took to complete the urine test for 200 odds patrons.

I fell asleep a brief moment while waiting for my name to be called. Peeing fetish would probably having a jolly good time looking at hot chicks (and not so hot chicks) holding their cups of urine walking about the place. Not forgetting fantasizing and let their imagination run wild. Just too bad I don't have this fetish, so the next best thing I could do was just lying down on cough and sleep.

...sss|S|+++==/\==+++|S|sss...

Was experimenting with my cam last night, and these are the results.

Breathe

"Breathe (2 AM)" ~ Anna Nalick

2 AM and she calls me 'cause I'm still awake,
"Can you help me unravel my latest mistake?,
I don't love him. Winter just wasn't my season"
Yeah we walk through the doors, so accusing their eyes
Like they have any right at all to criticize,
Hypocrites. You're all here for the very same reason

'Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button, girl.
So cradle your head in your hands
And breathe... just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe

May he turn 21 on the base at Fort Bliss
"Just a day" he said down to the flask in his fist,
"Ain't been sober, since maybe October of last year."
Here in town you can tell he's been down for a while,
But, my God, it's so beautiful when the boy smiles,
Wanna hold him. Maybe I'll just sing about it.

Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table.
No one can find the rewind button, boys,
So cradle your head in your hands,
And breathe... just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe

There's a light at each end of this tunnel,
You shout 'cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be out
And these mistakes you've made, you'll just make them again
If you only try turning around.

2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a song
If I get it all down on paper, it's no longer inside of me,
Threatening the life it belongs to
And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd
Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud
And I know that you'll use them, however you want to

But you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button now
Sing it if you understand.
and breathe, just breathe
woah breathe, just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe.

Ripped off from here

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What is wrong with this people

Was happily packing up my stuff to go home. There was another guy, from the other subsidiary still toiling with his work. Walk past the discussion room he is in on my way out, and he was signaling something with me from inside, so I just stopped by. "You are leaving already? There is no one else back there isn't it?" I answered with affirmative. "Err... arr... errr... arr... I am almost done here, just replying my last e-mail... ." And I was like... WTF? I am not interested in what you are doing, it's none of my business! You are not reporting to me, do you? Helloooo....!!! Well, I knew what he is implying... want me to wait for him and lock up the door after him.

I had done that once for him, and that was when he had just joined the company for a few weeks. That first time, I told him it's a common practise in this company for whoever leave last take the night key and lock the door and put the night key back to where one took it the next morning. Doesn't anyone from your company told you? Okie fine, though you are older than me and not a small kid anymore (don't tell me you are afraid to be alone in this office), but just because you just joined during that time I teman you one time.

But that was like few months ago. You should have known this by now. I can't even think of any excuse for myself to teman you. So you eat yourself lar. "The key is there on the table, why don't you lock up yourself?" me walking out and pointing to the night key on the table and he was still there like... "Errr... uhh... arr.... err... okie..." Malas nak layan orang macam nie. What is so difficult with locking up the door? Hellooooo!!!!

Change header background: Failed!

Upgraded to new bloggers while I was in the process of trying to use this image as the blog header, but somehow dun know why it refused to display. Bleah!!!

New Toy

After contemplating to get a dSLR for a couple of years, and waiting for it's price to came into my budget bracket; finally got meself one today! Yeeepiii!!!

Being the lazy person that I am, the conventional SLR that I own isn't just cut it. Each photo development requires at least two visits to photo shop, not to mention the cost. In fact I think there is still at least a roll of film which has been taken more than 4 years ago still lie somewhere in on of my drawer somewhere :P

Can't denied that the very positive review I have follow here ever since Nikon officially announce the release few week ago have a great influent in me deciding to get this good shit. Found out that it has been on sales in US starting last weekend. Yet visits to a few shops in the vicinity of my house proof to be disappointing. The hopeless shop keepers don't even know when will this camera will be available in Malaysia.

Ever since then, almost everyday I will go through a few local internet photo forums group. Finally last night, saw a post that mentioned this camera has finally available in J-One, AmCorp Mall. Immediately, after settle some pre-scheduled task this morning, I head to the shop before the stock run out. There it was sitting in the display cabinet without price tag yet, as Mrs. Jason was just about to put on the price tag when I inquire about the price.

It took less than 1hour and 30 mins to fully charge the battery. Still trying to get used to all the control buttons and menu though. Wheeeee!!!!

Lasich

You are The Hermit

Prudence, Caution, Deliberation.

The Hermit points to all things hidden, such as knowledge and inspiration,hidden enemies. The illumination is from within, and retirement from participation in current events.

The Hermit is a card of introspection, analysis and, well, virginity. You do not desire to socialize; the card indicates, instead, a desire for peace and solitude. You prefer to take the time to think, organize, ruminate, take stock. There may be feelings of frustration and discontent but these feelings eventually lead to enlightenment, illumination, clarity.

The Hermit represents a wise, inspirational person, friend, teacher, therapist. This a person who can shine a light on things that were previously mysterious and confusing.

What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.

Saw the quiz on one of the blog I normally frequented, and being to busy lazy to write anything at this juncture, I decided to take the test and come up with this filler post. To certain extends this could be true. Last week and this week, I have sort of withdrawn into my own cocoon to complete a module.

Suppose to get some updates and status reports from each team, including the project which I am actively undertakes right now. Somehow I am just hesitate to pull away from the thing that I am working on. I have this feeling that if I were to pull away it will break the flow of my thought and I need sometime to just to get back into the flow again.

I am taking like more than 2 working days and one weekend (okie not fully though) to go through the process of collecting and reading the literatures, before I can really start to put the things together. Though there are some interruption in betweens, I do my best to keep it to minimal.

Main Entry: la·zy
Pronunciation: 'lA-zE
Function: adjective
Inflected Form(s): la·zi·er; -est
Etymology: perhaps from Middle Low German lasich feeble; akin to Middle High German erleswen to become weak