Short Rant.

I don’t know why but i have this feeling that whatever things that I’ve done, I’m not getting appreciated.

Time to take a step back to see a clearer picture.

My baby’s Birthday

As the clock strikes 12 and in come 9th August. It’s the time where 43 years ago our little island got ditched by Malaysia.

It’s also a time where my baby turns 22.

We’ve not been together long enough to call ourselves old-timers, but it’s not short to say we’re just under pooches-love-mode.

I’ve waited, and waited. Finally she arrived. No words to describe my feelings. But all in all. I feel glad. I feel being loved.

Happy birthday to my baby. Hope this year will be one of the most memorable year for you. Day by day, minute by minute, I’m slowly being led into your heart. Not even a minute will I not think about you.

9th August will be a pretty special day for days to come for me. For it’s my baby’s big day. Without this day, I would’ve never met you.

Bad Tuesday.

Woke up at 3pm. Felt like a disaster. A precious off-day started so late. 3pm already can do what? Lunch’s way too overdue and dinner’s still quite far away. I really hate this kind of feeling.

But waking up naturally is one of life’s luxuries that only a few privileged can have. With that in mind, I tried to think as positively as possible. Set about doing the stuffs that i’ve been procrastinating for a long long time.

Gonna plan a get-together session with my buddies. But no one’s around to help me plan. Everybody’s busy with their own stuff and as the number of ppl turning up increases, the possibility of having it at my house decrease.

3-room flat can’t fit so many jack-asses, lah! Moreover, i only have ONE steamboat. How to enjoy it? I’m looking at BBQ session. Open-air, BBQ steak, Beers, Woot. Sounds fun.

When everything seems to be going smoothly for me, i went to check my bank account. Insurance deducted another 100 bucks of for my insurance. I only had $104.25 in it. How convenient. Pay day’s next week. And i only have like 20 bucks in my wallet.

Went to tailor my pants. $7 bucks. Mana remaining: $13.

This mighty 13 bucks will stay with me until the 26th. Viceroy will gonna cost me $9.80. I’m worse than a NS man.

My baby’s not having a great day. It’s all in her face. Tried to cheer her up but i guessed my petroleum-rich jokes kinda more pissed. Oops, I just screwed somebody’s day up. It’s pretty frustrating when you know there’s a problem but you can’t do anything about it. Man, I feel like screaming.

I don’t like my past. I can’t change my past. There’s absolutely nothing i can do about it. Sorry.

Post-Exam Blues

Temporal freedom from the hands of education nightmare at last!!! No more mugging of text in the middle of the night. No more breaking out in cold sweat during my slumber. It’s all over! I’ve completed my diploma!!!

Provided i pass the papers, that is.

There was a slight reprieve for me. But only after 3 seconds did i realized i still have to face my job. I’m really beginning to loathe this job. Repetitive talking over the same things again and again and again and again is really making wanna scream.

I’m not sure about how other CSOs are taking it but after 9 months of talking on a headset, I’ve come to realize i’m just not cut out to be CSO.

1) I’m too kind-hearted.
2) I’m too helpful.
3) I’m too easy-going.

Thus that makes me a perfect candidate for customers to squeeze vouchers, freebies, super extra-ordinary exceptional handling. 80% of the time i get myself into hot soup. All in the name of customer service.

I’m slowly preparing the letter already. Word by word because yours sincerely Max abhors job hunt. (who does anyway?) Going thru interviews, those anxious-finger-twiddling-moments when i sit at the lobby waiting for the interview is something i would rather not have.

And I have absolutely no idea what kind of job i should get. Marketing jobs? Advertising jobs(I’m really interested in getting that but the erratic hours puts me off)? Shipping line? Basically i’m a jack of all trades but master of none. In simpler terms, I’m a half-bucket water. In more simpler terms, I’m a good for nothing.

But there’s this strong feeling inside me telling me that Max deserve better. A better paying job with better prospects and better benefits. Not that my current one doesn’t give good ones, it’s just that part-timers are always being ostracized. I need a full time job.

Time to buy some red markers and a copy of Recruit.

Life is buzzing up again!

The other time Sam was telling me that i’ve not updated my blog for ages. I was thoroughly being a busy bee with my schoolwork and work.

Got screwed at work. I’ve managed to piss some managers off with my carelessness. I nearly shat my pants when one of the TMs looked at me in the eye with her commando look. I must admit. All these stupid pre-exam stress is taking a big toll on me.

My first paper will be in another 12 hours time, and i’m only 40% done. I’ve still like 4 more chapters to digest and great! I’m still updating my blog in the comfort of MacDonald’s Taman Jurong. Market Research is really killing my brain cells. Just 2 stupid errors (Sampling errors and Nonsampling errors) took me like 2 freaking hours to memorize. Those pointers are like Ronnaldinho, running around the field with pure class and agility. Suddenly link to chapter 12, then to 16, then to 18, back to 10. URGH.

And i felt there was a need to write down a date in my blog just in case i forget. June 30th 2008.

I’m happily attached! It may seem like a really terrible to start a relationship now but what the heck, i’m enjoying it! After a 4-year hiatus, it felt really frizzy deep down to have someone who have FINALLY taken max as her slave companion.

Halfway typing thru, Sam was like:”Can you stop your 4-year thingy? It’s like….er… ya… you’ve had a bad patch. Continue writing.”

The lucky/unlucky girl name’s Josephine. It’s pretty interesting on how we met. In fact she was in my MSN list for I-dunno-how-many-donkey-years. Didn’t really have any constructive conversations before but a few weeks back she just started to msn me all over again. Things hit off, sparks flew, blows exchanged, and there! We’re together!

Like all couples go thru, me and her are on honeymoon mode. No violent conduct, no super-heated arguments. Just plain lovey dovey sweet nothings in the air as if i just procured charlie’s chocolate factory. Things do come to an end. Hopefully, this honeymoon mode won’t die out so fast. And hopefully the post-honeymoon mode won’t be as excruciating as my previous one. (The previous was 80% from hell. Well, that’s what most of my friends said).

Philosophers are really god-darn accurate. Can’t remember who’s the smart aleck that said, ” The more you want something, the less probable you’re gonna get it.”

For example, you are running late for work and are standing at the roadside waiting for a cab. You see buses after buses come which you normally take to work and there’s absolutely ZERO cabs around.

And when you decided to opt to take the bus instead, cabs started popping up like syphillis. And i have a name for this. I call it the Cab-cum-bus effect. AKA C.C.B. effect. I will say out that lingo whenever i have that situation too.

Same thing goes for relationship too. Whenever i want it, nothing came. When i least expected it, it came with full force! Underestimate the force, you do not. Old master yoda words are so darn true.

Anyway, my life is almost complete for now… Except with the absence of PS3.

Great!

Just when i thought i have a target to aim, I kena-ed stunt again.

In fact, i’ve realised that whenever i find that someone comes along and i feel good about it, god sure has its ways to screw things up.

It’s either she’s an ex-girlfriend of my friend or she’s just had a bad relationship.

And goody ol’ max will be around to console them. To be their spiritual mentor on finer things in life. They cry on my shoulder, puke onto my van when they too drunk, curse and swear on their past endeavors. I will always be there to listen and to provide compliant and politically correct answers to them.

When i meet some long time friends of mine and start asking about my love life, 70% of them gave me the same look and remarks:

70% Friends: “Wah lau! So long liao still no gf ah?”

30% Friends: “Expected. Ball-less.”

It’s not that i don’t dare to find one. er… actually i have abit of hum-chee-ness,lah! I just can’t find one whom when i see her my legs will go knocking like an alarm clock bell. I still believe in love at first sight. Not entirely those stuff where u see in the movies. Guy sees girl, camera zooms closer into the guys dazzled face and plays some dramatic music. I just want to meet someone whom i feel comfortable with.

I remembered whenever my friends sets up some blind dates, Max became a totally changed man. All the vulgarities went *poof*, no R-rated jokes and no big movements. Micky Max will just sit there and play by the ear. I don’t exactly feel comfortable at that moment. Everyone does impression management one way or another. But for Max’s case, it’s gone to the dogs.

And as i said, when i find someone that i actually feel i’m comfortable with, Oh almighty will come round and start re-arranging things. My buds and the tribal council members have been finding ways to help me with my inferior complex. It seems to me this illness will stick around for years to come. Not a major issue but i bet i won’t be getting alot of love for now.

That’s why i hate going to town. Especially cineleisure. Or those lovey dovey venues. The sight of two-by-twos just wanna make me go URGHHH!!!

Stressful days ahead.

Time seems to be uber short nowadays. 24 hours ain’t enough for me to do my stuff. So many things happening at the same time and i can’t possibly handle every single thing.

Me man, not god. No thousand hands.

Project’s been killing. I was supposed to come up with a 5000 word report on SPC. After hours and hours of toiling on the lappy, i finished my project! But i’m like short of 4000 words. Shitty. I can’t think anymore, i’m short of fags now and i’m just plain lazy to get over to the mamak shop.

And heard from vanessa that someone is down with a depression. Brother’s kinda stress by it too. Mom told me he was sobbing while eating dinner. What the hell’s wrong with everybody nowadays? Why can’t we live in peace?

And i’m sick too. Coughed out blood. MY VIRGIN COUGH SIA. Never before in my life did i cough blood out. Doc said i might cough too hard that’s why. It’s like those movie scene where the protagonist was coughing and covering with a hankie and when he looked at the hankie…

*CYMBALS CRASH*

Blood on the hankie!!! And i thought i was having menses.

But nonetheless, i only told a handful of ppl. Don’t really wanna scare them. Scared i go back to work and i die on my desk. hur hur. Literally i can puke blood when i kena irritating customers.

This is pretty random. I just felt like ranting.

I’ve converted.

Many might think this is a post about me switching religion. Judging from the title, it did sound abit like it. In fact, I’ve just embark on the most important chapter of my life.

I’ve converted to a MAC!!!

After decades of using Windows( Thank you, Bill Gates. *middle finger*), after countless blue screens, frozen-desktop, fated errors, smoky CPU, I welcome m baby with open arms.

My black Macbook!!!

Although i was seriously thinking of getting either a Macbook Air or a Pro, one of my buddies just came around and gave a comment that was like, a smack onto my miserable face.

XXX:”You really need a Mac meh?”

With that comment in mind, I relagated my decision to get a 3k+++ Mcbk Air for just a black one. Why the black one? Isn’t it so generic? So many things are black!

Well. Another friend of mine commented on the color issue.

XXXX:”Don’t take white. If you take white you’re gonna be like those suckers that sign up singnet line and get FOC mac. Those cheap bastards.”

In actual fact, every single decisions I’ve been making to buying a lappy was influenced by someone else. I was never the one with the cold hard decision.

Why the sudden spur to buy a lappy? My dad burnt my computer by switching off and on the power plug. Power surge. My beloved 6 yr old desktop underwent a meltdown.

It was never my intention to change to another computer. I had no choice. But so far i’ve not regret in getting a mac. It’s zippy, it’s cool, everything’s so easy to use. My Adium’s a DOMO-KUN!!! I’ve never been happier.

With all these eye candies lurking around the desktop, no wonder i can’t seem to finish my project in time.

I thought they have ceased to exist.

Like the topic says, i thought all taggies and meme-ies are gone like a fart. But what the heck. Here’s to you Quanta!

1)what do you want the most now?
Financial Freedom! (with that i can have every other things in my list.)

2)who is the person you trust most?
The Lem bloodline.

3)are you in love?
I HOPE SO!

4)If you have a dream to come true..what is it?
An arms smuggler based in japan which my network spans the entire globe. HUR HUR.

5)Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?
I’ve seen a few.

6) whats ur goal for this year?
Get a more interesting job?

7)do you believe in eternity ?
Hell no. Life’s not really that fun if you know you aren’t gonna die.

8)have you ever broke a person’s heart ?
Sadly, yes.

9)what feelings do you love most?
The feeling of winning.

10)what are the requirements from ur other half?
As long as she doesn’t treat me like dirt. I”ll be damned! And oh, i can’t afford to have someone who flirts. I just can’t stop myself from grabbing a knife.

11) what kinda feelings u hate most?
Loneliness?

12) do you cherish every friendship of yours?
If not why am i so love-able? BUARHAHAHAHAHA!!!

13)What is the worst feeling you ever encounter?
An empty wallet and a broken heart at the same time.

14) what is the most impt thing in ur life?
The Lem bloodline. Again.

15) What is the one thing that you can never forget?
That’s gotta be my previous relationship. Ah~~ nostalgic to the point that i feel sick.

16) Chicken first? Or egg?
Egg. It’s gotta be egg.

17)When do you think the world will end?
very soon. Most prolly when crude oil reach 200 bucks a barrel and rice 100 bucks for a sack.

Remove 1 question from above and add in your personal question. (Great. Why can’t you put this sentence at the top? I just wasted like 3 minutes answering a question that i need to delete. But anyway, Question 16 is my original one)

Then add 8 people in your listand list them out at the end of the post.Notify them in their Chat box that he/she has been tagged.Whoever does the tag will have a blessing from all.

People who has been tagged:
Samantha
Stan
Julien
Jiaxin
Lex
Charlie
Peijun!
Shawn

Swindled.

Swindled by love,

abandoned by fate.

This life of mine,

too hard to take.

Whatever the reason,

whatever the cause,

I’ve given up this haven of fake illusion,

to find my own solitary pasture.

To go wherever i want,

to do whatever i like.

Don’t come into my life,

and i will not come into yours.