Monday, May 08, 2006

Oops I Kena Again!

Az and Ev came over on Saturday night for a get-together. Bought a few beers from Tesco and sat down to play a few games of Risk! over PS2. After they left at around 3.45, I adjourned to my room to browse through the manga on my mobile HDD (Thanks to Arion) and only turned in at around 5.30am in the morning.

So I was VERY suprised when I was rudely awakened at 10am in the morning to the flustered looks of my housemate, KF hovering over my door. There has been another break in, OMFG! There has been 2 break-ins before this, but none while there was someone in the house. It seems the muthafuckas have gotten even bolder and have slipped in through the open window while KF was sound asleep. They lanyak-ed his handphone (pulled it off the charger they did) as well as his wallet, guess they were too much in a rush to notice that his watch was right beside the HP. KF's got a few hundred and 3-4 credit cards in his wallet, so he had to go to the police station to get a report, ATM cards, credit cards, I/C...all the fucking hassle.

What really gave me the shivers was what would've happened if KF had woken while he was still nicking the stuff, he might have panicked and flashed his knife and slit his throat or some shit. This is bad... very bad, in case anyone is curious to know, I stay in PALM SPRING DAMANSARA...yeah that's right. The place comes equipped with CCTVs and security at both main as well as block entrances. So you might be wondering, if the security is so tight, how the hell could this have happened? Yeah, beats the living daylight out of me as well.

Instead of calling Sam Goh,the 'efficient' management rep and getting a few non-committal consolation, I rung Sze Hoong and arranged for a contractor to come in and fix window grilles for KF's room. Enough is enough, people say once bitten, twice shy. Guess I didn't learn my lesson well ee nuff.

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

The Story of a Little Monkey Pt 1

A long long time ago there was a monkey living in the Land of Eight-Points. He was a very happy monkey, for everyday he will join other animals in their hunt for food or frolick near a pool when the sun sets. Yes, it was indeed a peaceful and happy life.

But the little monkey was not one who remains contented with what he already has. As happy as he was with his current situation, the monkey constantly wonders how the outside world looks like. He dreams of high green plateaus, of even more glorious parties and most importantly branded bananas. He believes that he has what it takes to make it out there and decided one fine day that he will take his luck and venture away from the Land of Eight-Points.

He bid farewell to all the other animals and as much as he loves and misses them, he kept telling himself that he is doing the right thing, one needs to move on in order to grow. So away he ventured, with a heavy yet anticipating heart.

His quest brought him to the Land of Bats. Land of Bats is a very big province in the kingdom and is well-known to produce the finest breed of animals and bananas. After talking to the king, he consented to let the little monkey stay! How happy the monkey was, to think that he is one step closer to realizing his dreams. But he was wrong...

On his first day in the Land of Bats, he met a lot of other animals. There were peacocks busy spreading their feathers, beavers occupied with buiding their homes and foxes feeding off the lion's pride. Happy as the little monkey was to meet so many new friends, he did not expect everyone to ignore his existence. All the other animals were too busy with their own chores to actually pay him any attention.

Come lunch time, the poor little monkey could not find anyone to share his bananas and he was really sad. He started to think of the times when his friends back in Eight-Points would have lunch together over jokes and much jest. Already, he was questioning himself if he had made the right decision by leaving the place he called home for 4 years. The monkey sat in silence and pondered about the future, it looks bleak and it saddens him. His head hurts and he tells himself, let tomorrow worry about itself, carpe diem for now...

To be continued...

Wednesday, January 18, 2006


还记得Stephen Chow的‘喜剧之王’里,有一位嫖客寻找初恋的感觉。农历新年将至,我所寻觅的却是过年的初恋, 回味童年新春的点点滴滴。好怀念。。。

• 骑着ah pek脚踏车逛夜市买年货。
• 砰砰磅磅的炮竹声及偏地的红炮雪。
• 初夕下午成龙周星驰的旧片。
• 叔公送来的一大袋烟花。
• 团圆,全家无一不缺的团圆饭。
• 伴着公公婆婆观看第八播牛车水的实况。
• 香喷喷的黑酱鸡。
• 连续三晚的‘烟花战’。
• 用响天雷将公公拉圾筒炸了个大洞。
• 大年初一被舞狮及炮竹声吵醒。
• 一家人浩浩荡荡的到吉隆坡拜年。

还有很多很多,越想就越大感触。但夕阳无限好,只是近黄昏,人长大了就只有往前走。幼时想快点长大,大了又苦思童年, 真讽刺啊!

Wednesday, December 21, 2005

Housemate Wanted

LA told me a few days back that she has to move back to her parents' place because she was not doing very well financially. I talked to her about it and respect her decision, we are after all more than just housemates... she has been a good friend. Saddened as I may be, I am now looking for a new friend for my middle room. Details as below:-

Location: Palm Spring Damansara Condominiums
(Behind IKEA, opposite Shell station after passing Pelangi condo)

House built-up: 1023 sq ft, middle room available

Availability: 1st week of January

Amenities: Swimming pools (7 to be exact), sauna, gym, tennis court, cafeteria, minimart, dobby and 24hr security

Preferences: Non-smoker, Chinese

Selling points:
- Comes with fluorescent lights, curtains and ceiling fan
- Located just 15 minutes away from KL and in the heart of PJ
- Ikea, The Curve, 1U and Tesco are all a stone's throw away

Interested personnel can email or leave a comment.
Thank you!

Monday, December 12, 2005

Soul search

There were times I asked myself
What am I looking for in this life?
Is it a successful career with lots of cash to boot?
Or is it fame and recognition beyond doubt?
Or even maybe simplicity and tranquility without roller-coaster rides
I do not know.

Sometimes, most of the time...
My ultimate goal changes
I can be such a temperamental person
All it takes is a snap of the fingers, a flicker of the eye
And my thoughts can be 180 degrees different
There are always things you meet along the way
In material or not, it does not matter
Ah...I think I do not have a strong stand.

I thought that I was on track, career-wise and life-wise
A decent job on track for greater heights
A house and 4 wheels to take me places
But a part inside me hungers for more
While settle for decent when it could be great?
While settle for just a house when it could be a posh address in Sri Hartamas or even Beverly Hills?!
Life is so full of anticipations, wants, desires and lusts

Am I really happy where I am?
Am I utilizing the knowledge that I have garnered to the full extent?
Einstein only used 6% of his brain
How much have I been using?
Deep down inside, a part of me tells me
I need to strive harder!
I need to think harder!
There is so much more waiting for you, Jimbo
It is not time for you to halt now?!

And yet I hesitate
I halt in my steps and search within myself
What is true happiness?
Is it material gains you seek?
Are you sure that being there will warrant you absolute happiness?
For with absolute wealth comes absolute responsibility
Plagiarized yes, but further contemplation holds it true

Haha, do not mind my yacking and babbles
This is after all what this site is about
I have not done soul searching for a long time
To sit down and see where I am now
How I truly feel

How long has it since you've done any soul searching?

Tuesday, September 20, 2005

In the darkness...

picture courtesy of vernieman

It's raining outside...
I looked into the streets among the failing light...
an old trishaw pedals hard for shelter against the pelt...
the shutters creak with age, the grilles shudder in fright...
in full submission to God's violent wrath...

the attap roof amplified the volume of the storm...
here and there, drips of rain escaped wear and tear
breaking into a free fall...
into basins anticipating...
and I stand in the darkness...observing...anticipating...

what do I anticipate...
an obscure customer a'knockin...
much needed money for my ailing kin...
is it salvation...
delivery from the clutches of vice...
in the abstinence of anal sin...
and I stand in the darkness, pondering...contemplating...

why am I here...
born to breathe the air of freedom...
only to quickly be burdened by toils of life...
poverty, sickness, death...

as pearls of ruby disrupt the crystal clear rainwater...
I sense life in a reverse motion...
reeling back to where it all began...
in the darkness...

Friday, September 02, 2005

The Shitty Security Story

A few weeks ago, there was a break-in in my house. Nope, I should say the break-in took place in my housemate's room to be accurate. Other than losing RM 150 in cash, her jeweleries and other valuables were all intact. I could only speculate that the burglar made good use of the half open window since my locks were in perfect order when I got back.

Although I did not lose anything, it got me really worried about the security of my home... and of the whole frigging condo I stay in. To start with, our condo's doors were malfunctioned and had to be replaced by glass ones. That was a good move considering the previous wooden ones look like some barricade to a pen. The glass doors however took 1 month+ to fix and another week or 2 to activate, and only after a gazillion complaints from the residents.

Next will be the beloved guards. They are your protectors, the man in shining armor that keeps you safe from harm... my ass. These bunch of goons at my place are nothing but a bunch of rude, obnoxious, low-life lazy goons. Threatening my life notwithstanding, they never seem to be where they are suppose to be. I come home everyday and collect my mails from the Ground Floor and everytime I am there, I will never see the guard at his post. Where is he? Shitting after a faulty meal or resolving some big hooh hah outside? Everyday? I think not.

I called the management manager and lodge an official complaint. And of course lah, I got the usual 'we are doing our best', 'things are in progress' and 'you guys need to cooperate more' crap. I thought I was going to see improvements even if temperamental, but I was wrong. The guards are still MIA until today.

Unhappy about something? Sure, fill in the complain form that is retrievable from your friendly guard stationed on the G floor. But guess what, we can't frigging do that because he's never there!

A lot of residents have also made suggestions for daily patrols since we have 3 entrances/exits (other than the one on G floor) from the car park. Most housing communities and buildings have checkpoints in strategic locations so guards on patrol can initial into the logbook to ensure that they are doing their job. Why can't simple things like that be implemented at my place, its not as if its voluntary work. I bet we can do a better job if there is rukun tetangga.

So my dear guardians, stop sitting on your bikes fagging away and stop using that clumsy bulky gateway of yours as a place to loiter and sleep. We spend tonnes of cash to acquire our dream homes and another good bit for some peace of mind. Buck up or shift out!