tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72355591336222075312024-03-19T18:57:12.978+08:00LemongrassboyThe electronic contents of me, myself, my life, my love life, my friends, my likes, dislikes, my music, my story, my ramblings, my movies and everything else that mattersLemongrass Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05163164863404646339noreply@blogger.comBlogger680125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235559133622207531.post-91876067116363959622013-01-15T00:54:00.001+08:002013-01-15T00:54:30.455+08:00Bye bye at lastI sat in front of the screen and didn't know what to pin down. Feeling all rusty and rustic after being away for 6 months. I guess opening a theme park can take a toll on you. It has been close to 4 months since we opened our door, and after many long hours, nightmares and heavy under eye bags ... I finally can feel my body, soul and mind settling down.<br />
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So here I am sitting under my blanket, with my Mac hammering away the keyboard on my long unheard blog. If you are reading this, still ... I express my utmost appreciation and to have a reader like you, it is either you are a die hard fan ... or you are just into hearing my ramblings. Sadly, as how a broken violin can sound ... I am ending lemongrassboy.blogspot.com.<br />
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Yes. This is the last post, and after migrating for at least two times. I have done and written enough on my past trail. Don't get me wrong, I am just leaving the footprints on the sands of this beach. I will continue to write, but at another blog.<br />
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I am gonna go idle on this email, and this post too.<br />
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I love you guys<br />
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ps - to those who still reads, and in the wanting to know ... arakisan.blogspot.com <br />
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<br />Lemongrass Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05163164863404646339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235559133622207531.post-5291858314573995972012-06-25T22:37:00.001+08:002012-06-25T22:37:47.356+08:00Na Ying - Fang Ai Yi Tiao Sheng Lu<li style="display: block; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px; list-style-type: none; padding: 3px 10px;"><span style="background-color: white;">那英 - 放爱一条生路<br /><span style="font-size: 8pt;">Na ying - Fang ai yi tiao sheng lu</span></span></li>
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<li style="display: block; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px; list-style-type: none; padding: 3px 10px;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 8pt;">dai zou ni de zi you he wo de zhu fu li kai li kai bie zai zuo jian zi fu</span></li>Lemongrass Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05163164863404646339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235559133622207531.post-41549585245997512822012-06-20T10:21:00.000+08:002012-06-20T10:21:10.780+08:00Hot Hot ...Is it me or the weather is getting hotter? I can't stand the heat. Seriously, like what the hell is wrong with the heat! With the blazing sun light and all, I can't help but feel a little under the weather. It has been almost 2-3 weeks since I am back from Melbourne but every time I open my eyes, I think about the place. The weather is something I really miss. Every time I use the Aloe vera moisturizer gel Lil Pixie gave me, I have the tendency to wonder how the chilling sensation will feel like if I applied it in Melbourne. Even listening to Laura Fygi or Diana Krall these days brings me back to memory lane. They top my playlist for the year I was there. <br />
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Sometimes I wonder, was it the good experience that I miss? For the bad ones, I have forgotten and passed. Wounds really heal don't there. Ironically, for all the good stuff that survives - the bad never really did. So why do often decisions are made gearing towards ending stuff cos of bad things? I did that, fear and doubt. I guess for stronger preseverance and people with great amount of faith, they are more inclined to finish till the end and enjoying perks for their hardship. Thats how good experience survive I reckon. I shall believe in that more ...<br />
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Being the skeptical usual me, I certainly hope I can be better in that senseLemongrass Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05163164863404646339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235559133622207531.post-70247130351648904762012-06-15T12:17:00.000+08:002012-06-15T12:18:21.596+08:00Melb Aussie Trip 2012Apologies for the late reply on the post for my Melbourne trip. I actually wrote some interesting stuff but in the midst of trying to save the post using a wifi stick, I guess the post got lost somewhere in cyber space. I can't actually recall what I wrote, so I am just gonna leave it as it is ... and post some pictures from my trip from VIC<br />
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Most of my colleagues were wondering if I will weep with the departure. After all, she was extremely close to me. Or that's what it seem. But to be honest, we were just work mates. Manager. Subordinate. That's about it, that's the end of it. So even though we have our close moments and all, I still trust my instinct that she doesn't like having me around. Don't mind, but preferably not. So when the questions of tear will come with her farewell, my eyes clearly disappoint a lot of people. By the way, the last time I cried was many years back thanks to K. So for our brand manager, it was just heavy hearts but no tears. Hate to say this, but I have become emotionless. Bad trait. So, here I am blogging about her and myself being the marketing partners ... that people deemed "close". Unfortunately, we are not what we seem<br /><div>
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Many times we have our crossing swords moment, I am thankful that someone like that appeared in my life, even for a short period of time. The lesson I learnt from her in the past 8 months is incomparable to many of my previous working experience. She taught me some very important lesson in corporate life. Focus and determination. Two crucial element that can determine how far you can go ... especially in a rigid and fast faced environment.</div>
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Back to the farewell, she left hastily while opening describing her personal reason. With her decision made to return to form a family as she is expecting comes as a surprise to many. As much as the staff is happy for her expectant, many are sad for her departure. Nevertheless, many bid her best wishes and to have a great experience being a mother.</div>
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It is amazing that how career just gives way to that. Of course, there are the benefits of having a baby in Germany rather than locally here. I cant help but feel a slight sensation that some form of mistake were made ... I believe in the saying that one who knows what they are doing in life, many times do not know what they are doing in bed. Vice versa applies of course. Coming from experiences, I truly believe in that saying today after sending off the brand manager. To cheer on for her new future and endeavors. To cheer on for her new role. To cheer on for her new baby experience. To cheer on for her now new claimed dream, passion and hopefully fire in her eyes to being a mother.</div>
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Thats life to you, so unexpected. I am sure the past weeks have been hard for her to make the final decision to for go a dream for another. </div>
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</div>Lemongrass Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05163164863404646339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235559133622207531.post-52476999070507923072012-06-02T18:12:00.001+08:002012-06-02T18:20:51.132+08:00Back from MelbourneI am back from Melbourne! Yay yay yay. Thats a triple yay because I had a great time in Melbourne, came back in one piece and in less than 15 minutes, I will be heading out with my buddies for another round of celebration. Nope, it is not my birthday ... so can keep the birthday wishes for 2 months time.<br />
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Anyway, I am sitting in Miruku-kun's room and listening to his playlist of wonderful songs. So I thought, his top 5 list of songs most played are:<br />
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1. Adele - Someone like you<br />
2. Carly RJ - Call me maybe<br />
3. Taylor Swift - Back to December<br />
4. Christina Perri - A Thousand Years<br />
5. Beyonce - Best Thing I never had<br />
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Then, I thought I should compare my top playlist as well. So my top 5 most played songs are :<br />
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1. Katy Perry - Part of Me<br />
2. Nicki Minaj - Starships<br />
3. Train - Drive By<br />
4. Beyonce - Love on Top<br />
5. Flo Rida w Sia - Wild Ones<br />
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So it shows who we are. LOL<br />
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Next post will be on my emotional trip back to Melb Aussie. To end the post, thanks you Miruku-kun for the wonderful graduation gift<br />
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<br />Lemongrass Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05163164863404646339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235559133622207531.post-66149757644178185462012-05-20T23:11:00.001+08:002012-05-20T23:19:33.599+08:00Yellow Sandal KrisI am at Taroyami, near Sutera Mall having some wonderful company for taiwanese dessert, japanese sushi and chinese plum tea to wrap up my weekend. It has been quite a tiring two days because I am down with a very bad flu and cough. Having the sickness since Wednesday night till tonight is certainly a nuance. But I cannot help but feel happy because the company I have met for the weekend has nothing but sweet. With my bad nose, coarse throat and stress of trying to manage my upcoming family trip to Melbourne in just a few more days, I really was thankful that Kris is around.<br />
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Thanks Kris for believing in something that is so faded and uncertain. It was an honor to have you visiting and to have you hearing me out. It is also a pleasure to have taken you to great food outlets and introduce you to my ever so friendly but noisy brother. Thanks Kris for the small little token ...<br />
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Take care and I will see you soon!Lemongrass Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05163164863404646339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235559133622207531.post-34987463640860257112012-05-10T14:33:00.000+08:002012-05-10T14:33:37.290+08:00The idea of moving or standingHumans being humans always are always seeking for something. When you seek with hope of answers, it is what we call expectations. Regardless whether it is in career advancement, a partner for life, self enlightement or even a better future, there is always that notion that expectations are to be met. What if it doesnt? Do you usually end up deciding the opposite side or do you try and fit in, find a balance and just be content?<br />
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Apparently, both the word are not suppose to co-exist because when you are content, you are usually not seeking. With the abscene of curiosity that usually comes with seeking, there can never be that "hope" at the end.<br />
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But what is interesting is that when you stop seeking, everything seem to revolve around a positive tone. Event the worst case scenario or wrong doing can be some sort of consolation prize. Settling for whatever that comes along. Is that bad? or is that actually good?<br />
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Or has experiences as well as having lesser time in older age sorta force a person to just settle or be content because there is just that much room for anticipation and energy for the battle on expectations?<br />
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Questions questions ... <br />
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That said, in my own opinion. I rather hope than be content because the line between contentment and stagnant is so closely knitted. One can easily be misguided over the idea of being fine but actually not in the perspective of other or another.<br />
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So at the end of the day, check and balance. Every time a prevailing ideology comes into play, we can either sit back relax a little or strive for more. But the having the agility for that kind of flexibility is rare and being human, we some how ended up being rigid. Rigidity in expecting, rigidity in contentment. <br />
<br />Lemongrass Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05163164863404646339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235559133622207531.post-9707351327916154922012-04-27T15:47:00.002+08:002012-04-27T15:47:45.055+08:00LEGOLAND MalaysiaI am stealing time to write today. Yes, I am still at work and with the recent news that LEGOLAND Malaysia is going to open on 15 September 2012, work is indeed doubling. Speed up! <br />
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With over 40 rides, attractions and shows available when opening, LEGOLAND is set to mark Malaysia's achievement to be the first Asia Country launching this successful theme park. YES! There are 5 other very successful LEGOLAND worldwide. A theme park specially designed for children and family fun, the rides available are tailored for interaction, edutainment, fun and of course bonding between families. Thats from a kid-parent and family-family perspective. <br />
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You can expect to see 50 million LEGO bricks and some 15,000 LEGO models. If 10 models could get people taking lots of pictures, can you imagine the park? 76 foot ball size fields - 76acre is what you will be experiencing and be prepared to work in the park :-) as in, fun work!<br />
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Yeap, I am marketing the product and service from my company. Haha<br />
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Well, look out for promotions that is coming to you. Had quite a few number of big boys setting out great deals for the tickets. Those who initially think it is expensive, think twice cause we have oversold most of our pre-sale entries. Talk about reception! Tickets are still availabe so go grab em before the incremental price theory of supply - demand kicks in.<br />
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CheersLemongrass Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05163164863404646339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235559133622207531.post-36167882873631415632012-04-24T23:49:00.002+08:002012-04-24T23:49:13.929+08:00Give up on usI close my eyes and stand still<br />
Seeking truth in your riddle<br />
You kept me alive, holding me down<br />
Made me believe nothing can stand in between us<br />
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I hug you to bed under the starlights<br />
Catching your heartbeat<br />
Gave me hope, wiping my tears away<br />
Made me a fool and just force me to stop trying<br />
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I wanna be the one<br />
The one that takes your breath away<br />
But you became the one<br />
The one that took my soul away<br />
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I want to reach to you<br />
Be the one to hold you<br />
You reach to me, gave me hope light as dust<br />
Held me close, just to give up on us<br />
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This love just slide<br />
You took me for granted<br />
Why did I keep trying<br />
When you just gave up on us<br />
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Don't you dare come back<br />
Don't touch me, just leave me shattered<br />
Let my heart heal, without your scar<br />
You walked away, so just let it burn<br />
Just let it pass by<br />
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<br />Lemongrass Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05163164863404646339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235559133622207531.post-21207302843661707152012-04-23T18:23:00.001+08:002012-04-23T18:24:10.948+08:00Life ...Life have been pretty much fun lately. My routine hasn't changed much since I started job here in LEGOLAND. To be honest, sometimes I wonder why did I opt for a 9-5 job. Anyway, the point is that I am getting used to life as it is here.<br />
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0725 am - alarm rings<br />
0745 am - done shower and choosing the shirt for work<br />
0810 am - left condo<br />
0825 am - arrive at office<br />
0845 am - checked emails and began to munch breakfast<br />
0930 am - work work work<br />
1130 am - finish meeting and start brainstorming at cubicle<br />
1230 pm - lunch<br />
1250 pm - chats, laughs and bonding session<br />
1400 pm - documenting paperwork<br />
1425 pm - cross department hang out! <br />
1600 pm - discussion between<br />
1730 pm - time to go home<br />
1830 pm - still in office<br />
1900 pm - travelling to gym<br />
1950 pm - hate the showoff dumbells <br />
2045 pm - eat out or cook<br />
2200 pm - getsuka tenshou!!!<br />
2235 pm - scrolling Instagram or Tweet<br />
2345 pm - lying in bed, thinking<br />
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Ocassionally things are different. But its quite normal to have the same agenda repeating. So today's is similarLemongrass Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05163164863404646339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235559133622207531.post-38899185907530787632012-04-06T16:47:00.008+08:002012-04-06T16:56:46.969+08:00Mee Rebus @ AngsanaOne of the biggest and most important consolation of moving to a quieter and much more laid back lifestyle (not that I am complaining) is about the food. If you are ever in JB, please drop by this shopping mall called Angsana and just situated at your right side (if you are looking at the mall from the open car park), try look for this famous Mee Rebus called, Haji Wahid Mee Rebus.<br /><br />Each bowl is around RM3.50 but the portion is just nice for a snack or even to fill the tummy. But I never had one bowl. Always had at least two! If you request to add more "crispy keropok", I am sure one can have more than one bowl!!! Awesomeness rite?<br /><br /> The place is highly crowded and it is much adviseable to bring a friend or two, just to book seats while one take order from the counter. Beware, hot plates and extra temptation of like OtakOtak that can add a few more calories into a decent mealLemongrass Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05163164863404646339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235559133622207531.post-8862013388485405342012-04-04T10:36:00.002+08:002012-04-04T10:42:10.931+08:00Drive By - TrainMy current favourite song:<br /><br />Drive By - Train<br /><br />On the other side of a street I knew<br />Stood a girl that looked like you<br />I guess thats deja vu<br />But I thought this can't be true<br />Cause you moved to west L.A or New York or Santa Fe<br />Or where or ever to get away from me<br /><br />Oh but that one night<br />Was more than just right<br />I didn't leave you cause I was all through<br />Oh I was overwhelmed and frankly scared as hell<br />Because I really fell for you<br /><br />Oh I swear to you<br />I'll be there for you<br />This is not a drive by<br />Just a shy guy looking for a two ply<br />Hefty bag to hold my love<br />When you move me everything is groovy<br />They don't like it sue me<br />mmm the way you do me<br />Oh I swear to you<br />I'll be there for you<br />This is not a drive by<br /><br />On the upside of a downward spiral<br />My love for you went viral<br />And I loved you every mile you drove away<br />But now here you are again<br />So let's skip the "how you been"And<br />get down to the "more than friends" at last<br /><br />Oh but that one night<br />Is still the highlight<br />I didn't need you until I came to<br />[ From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/t/train-lyrics/drive-by-lyrics.html ]<br />and I was overwhelmed and frankly scared as hell<br />Because I really fell for you<br /><br />Oh I swear to you<br />I'll be there for you<br />This is not a drive by<br />Just a shy guy looking for a two ply<br />Hefty bag to hold my love<br />When you move me everything is groovy<br />They don't like it sue me<br />mmm the way you do me<br />Oh I swear to you<br />I'll be there for you<br />This is not a drive by<br /><br />Please believe that when I leave<br />There's nothing up my sleeve but love for you<br />And a little time to get my head together too<br /><br />On the other side of a street I knew<br />Stood a girl that looked like you<br />I guess thats deja vu<br />But I thought this can't be true<br />Cause<br /><br />Oh I swear to you<br />I'll be there for you<br />This is not a drive by<br />Just a shy guy looking for a two ply<br />Hefty bag to hold my love<br />When you move me everything is groovy<br />They don't like it sue me<br />mmm the way you do me<br />Oh I swear to you<br />I'll be there for you<br />This is not a drive byLemongrass Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05163164863404646339noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235559133622207531.post-62187445037697641882012-03-27T09:15:00.001+08:002012-03-27T09:21:49.798+08:00Katy Perry - Part Of Me<span><iframe width="450" height="252" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/uuwfgXD8qV8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></span><div><span><br /></span></div><div><span><div>Days like this I want to drive away.</div><div>Pack my bags and watch your shadow fade</div><div>Cus you chewed me up and spit me out, </div><div>like I was poison in your mouth.</div><div>You took my light, you drained me down, </div><div>but that was then and this is now.</div><div>Now look at me.</div><div><br /></div><div>[Chorus]</div><div>This is the part of me </div><div>that you're never gonna ever </div><div>take away from me, no [x2]</div><div><br /></div><div>Throw your sticks and your stones, </div><div>Throw your bombs and your blows,</div><div>But you're not gonna break my soul.</div><div>This is the part of me </div><div>that you're never gonna ever </div><div>take away from me, no.</div><div><br /></div><div>I just wanna throw my phone away.</div><div>Find out who is really there for me.</div><div>Cause you ripped me off, your love was cheap,</div><div>It's always tearing at the seams,</div><div>I fell deep and you let me drown,</div><div>but that was then and this is now.</div><div>Now look at me.</div><div><br /></div><div>[Chorus]</div><div>This is the part of me </div><div>that you're never gonna ever </div><div>take away from me, no [x2]</div><div><br /></div><div>Throw your sticks and your stones, </div><div>Throw your bombs and your blows,</div><div>But you're not gonna break my soul.</div><div>This is the part of me </div><div>that you're never gonna ever </div><div>take away from me, no.</div><div><br /></div><div>now look at me, I'm sparkling.</div><div>A firework, a dancing flame.</div><div>You won't ever put me out again.</div><div>I'm glowing ohohoh.</div><div>You can keep the diamond ring</div><div>It don't mean nothing anyway.</div><div>In fact you can keep everything, yeah, yeah</div><div>Except for me</div><div><br /></div><div>[Chorus]</div><div>This is the part of me </div><div>that you're never gonna ever </div><div>take away from me, no [x2]</div><div><br /></div><div>Throw your sticks and your stones, </div><div>Throw your bombs and your blows,</div><div>But you're not gonna break my soul.</div><div><br /></div><div>This is the part of me </div><div>that you're never gonna ever </div><div>take away from me, no. (x3)</div><div><br /></div><div>Throw your sticks and your stones, </div><div>Throw your bombs and your blows,</div><div>But you're not gonna break my soul.</div><div>This is the part of me </div><div>that you're never gonna ever </div><div>take away from me, no</div></span></div>Lemongrass Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05163164863404646339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235559133622207531.post-66277282327984855762012-03-26T09:06:00.005+08:002012-03-26T09:24:24.045+08:00Quick UpdateIt is a wonder why people write a lot about negativity in life. I am directing this sentence to myself. I realize my blog had been my psychiatric ward for the pessimistic. Haha. But of course, rest assured - I am not always like that. So to clarify things, I would like to state that ... mainly, and at most time ... I am a fun=filled comical clown to hang out with. I crack jokes, make spontaneous remarks and occasionally causes rolling eyes among friends.<br /><br />Too much marketing on myself<br /><br />So today is monday and just a quick update of what happened in the recent past weeks. Ya, I know I took like a long break from my blog. So for just quick recap:<br /><br /><ol><li>I painted my new home in JB. Although the color scheme is lighter than what I anticipated, at least the feeling and color tone is about there. You can't complain much about that. Had my parents to thank for ... being so supportive over the school holidays (yah yah, that's how long it was ago!)</li><li>Yes, I made a few client pist-off. I am not going to apologize and the first was because I felt that it is polite and courteous to do so. It was a business decision, and I had management to pleased too. So, suck it up and move on. I did, and to be on the logical side - consider this a challenge and it is not an integrity issue ... It is known as opportunity cost.</li><li>Almost had a car accident. Now my parents and sisters will be calling. But I had someone in mind who just happened to flash by before I manage to swirl out from the side curb and escape a bloody tree. The chilling down the spine subsided, but having the image flash by was just like having him flash by. A close friend who had always come and go in life. I do miss hanging out like we used to. Listening to Sarah, dining casually and hitting the sack while overlooking KLCC view. That said, a consolation price; felt like I was in Die Hard movie.</li><li>Confirmed tickets for my Australia trip. Yeap, this year it will be the year I am returning to the city where I should not have bloody left in the first place. Not at least for that main "now-seem-dumb-but-no-regrets" reason. This time around, I am going with the entire family. It is part of a family vacation and also to celebrate (fine, the right word is commemorate) my graduation! Finally obtaining my MBA :-)</li><li>Exercising more vigorously lately. Am going to bulk up a little to look more fit. Afterall, those of you readers that have met me in real life will know how thin I am. So, here comes a two month gym routine that I swore to bulk up in hope that the weighing machine will add 2 kg of mass. Thats not a huge difference, but I have high metabolic rate. So, its a realistic goal</li><li>Japanese! Hehe ... Although I am learning bit and pieces of it through this small tiny travel guide book and also popping up google search, I am getting a hang of a few basic conversational expressions. I may want to enroll in a Jap class but unfortunately in JB - it is a very very rare sight. To be honest, there are HUGE BUSINESS OPPORTUNITIES in JB. But of course, people are skeptical. Wonder if I can find investors :-P</li></ol><br />Times up. Thanks for reading. Back to work!<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://www.google.com.my/search?hl=en&client=firefox-a&hs=PMK&rls=org.mozilla:en-GB:official&sa=X&ei=nsNvT7G2NIPSrQe178GgDg&ved=0CCQQvwUoAQ&q=commemorate&spell=1" class="spell"><b><i></i></b></a>Lemongrass Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05163164863404646339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235559133622207531.post-80105869762214216862012-03-23T23:29:00.001+08:002012-03-23T23:29:19.422+08:00How time fliesHaven't blog for a long time. I don't know why I am writing at this condition when I should be clearing my nose and sleep through the night. My back aches<br />
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But weeks passes by so quickly that I sometimes forgot some importance to kick back and relax. I had aged. Being in a MNC is not easy. Although the job has such a rewarding experience, and so far my journey had been nothing more but blessing with both obstacles for overcome learning and achievement for personal networking <br />
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I had no regrets except the occasional misses friends and all. <br />
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So after popping the drowsy medicine and my attempt to update whatever that is left of my non reading blog, I asked myself where I am heading to today? I don't know I answered<br />
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Huh sigh<br />
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Hug sigh<br />
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I guess it's just travel back to KL this weekend and spend two days for work. By the time I wanna write something, it will be next week. Sigh<br />
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How time fliesLemongrass Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05163164863404646339noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235559133622207531.post-39430408347020308642012-03-08T22:37:00.001+08:002012-03-08T22:37:25.666+08:00It came crashingIt felts like a dream, come true. It was pleasant, it felt different and there was hope. Starting to feel luck was on the way. Then it came crashing. Should have left it as it is. Should have not expect. Should have just been an arse. <br />
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Well those are the preliminary feeling one bestowed onto hope that was never really genuine or sincere to begin with. Credit where it is due, probably the right term was, never really real. So it was a lie and a dream or what I like to put it, counting the chicks before they hatch...<br />
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Mislead? Or Misinterpreted? <br />
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And it wonders. Right now, it's crashed burnt and like they said, died a second time. Really did. It was suicidal. And yet there were magnetism towards such genocide of feelings, sacrifices and what else, hurt.<br />
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Hmmm don't know why I type something to wrong and random. I feel your pain ... I really doLemongrass Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05163164863404646339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235559133622207531.post-46229692777585260052012-03-04T09:50:00.002+08:002012-03-04T09:57:28.821+08:006th Sense - The EyeWhat your eye sees,<br />Are not what your heart seek<br /><br />The beauty that you read,<br />Are not the facts that confront<br /><br />The sight of pain<br />It can be the pleasureable<br /><br />A glimpse through the past<br />Nostalgic view<br /><br />A premonition through the future<br />Seeing in advance<br /><br />The perspective one takes<br />May be the complete opposing for another<br /><br />Beholder shall watch<br />Someone else is peeping<br /><br />When you see with your heart<br />You are blinded by sight<br /><br />Spectating the noise<br />Quiet observation<br /><br />Staring into spaces<br />Focusing into realms<br /><br />Visual Perception<br />A physilogical <span class="st">kaleidoscop?<br /><br />One may see<br />One may sight<br />But one is sight<br />When one sees<br /></span>Lemongrass Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05163164863404646339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235559133622207531.post-74273722697914219772012-02-27T00:05:00.001+08:002012-02-27T00:05:52.639+08:00Life after noticing the bigger pictureListening to music, Chinese oldies love song, having sushi and a cuppa hot aromatic green tea is surely one of the best way to rewind. After working for the weekend, to collect more leaves and earn a bit of allowances for OT ... This definitely is life. Now I understand what mr watch meant by life is how you determine it to be. The power is in your hands. I used to look at my buddy, the one who loves cycling and wearing cap at home ... And think his life is so docile and lonely. All he does is work and lock himself up. I mean, come on he is living in bugis and that's is all in life for spore??? <br />
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Now I finally understand. After finding peace within myself after a whole ordeal ... It is not what you do in life that matters most, is what you do for life. If you are happy content and grateful for the things you experience in life, you will feed your soul. To a level where you will know that the world is never enough and once you start the chase, it is on. Continuously either to haunt you or to please you. Just make sure you don't deny and lie to yourself that it is ok.<br />
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I learn it through moving south, finding self conflict and pain thru the power of harmful substance, the admission of loneliness and the final blow came to find out that the answer still lies within the other party in any progression were to happened. So it is then. <br />
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So after seeing kids played while families make sacrifices for the notion of family, I am glad I was part of this life that is real and apportion of me contributing to it. That's comfort to me. That's contentment for me. That's what makes me ... Me. One may notice that I hardly compliment myself but today yesterday and the day before after spending quality time w my colleagues, I realized that they had inserted so much reassurance and blessing to have my presence around. <br />
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Mr Muscle said "it is you, something about you that makes people smile and happy" and Dr Retail that said yesterday "you don't realize it but you make people wanna be at their best, happy or at work. You make em laugh" <br />
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Those had lapse from me for a while I admit. I used to live to see K smile laugh and wanna giggle. So The better me would prevail. It's pretty much the same I reckon. So, from now on ... I will try to be more positive, and definitely will make more smile. It's worth living for em...<br />
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Ha! Life ... Hmm time to down my tamago sushi!!! And just some pics of you missed my tweets :-) <div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiihmlYTXPf-q36Jf-NcMlM58rN9YaxPrQPsHehHsnLgmUHkM_1aD9AGQiJo6VRm-CS3SluogONxlyvvJ7JPGfHG-N8xLL9IDZpSzrOggdCobNzxI5CSPBxp1PrwDsKsvh64iD7qlhg/s640/blogger-image--1289555071.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiihmlYTXPf-q36Jf-NcMlM58rN9YaxPrQPsHehHsnLgmUHkM_1aD9AGQiJo6VRm-CS3SluogONxlyvvJ7JPGfHG-N8xLL9IDZpSzrOggdCobNzxI5CSPBxp1PrwDsKsvh64iD7qlhg/s640/blogger-image--1289555071.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo1EE5ltoMRUFJvnBiThdjmyC7bd8eBq50nXWpeRJLjJj4v_-2jviHvwOeeHliQdgzcOjOYTcRQ2eoHE-foZpbB_xDAKvT8ehSC1CPp3VRltxC2BmCq_AV3MauMLs3MWnCj9Xuq131/s640/blogger-image-962623541.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo1EE5ltoMRUFJvnBiThdjmyC7bd8eBq50nXWpeRJLjJj4v_-2jviHvwOeeHliQdgzcOjOYTcRQ2eoHE-foZpbB_xDAKvT8ehSC1CPp3VRltxC2BmCq_AV3MauMLs3MWnCj9Xuq131/s640/blogger-image-962623541.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOjltYlNnVt5aP-ldMw7eHnDiKAskm-leRyYtEd7AKIyLSiZ_7HoSLXRhsaMIJVzUVFweE06WGBRpDQz5Uaf9W_K443i8qCTR-zGo6R2vt85KB1GialESR0Uo6pmWPZVzwsqw5E_Bw/s640/blogger-image-426583755.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOjltYlNnVt5aP-ldMw7eHnDiKAskm-leRyYtEd7AKIyLSiZ_7HoSLXRhsaMIJVzUVFweE06WGBRpDQz5Uaf9W_K443i8qCTR-zGo6R2vt85KB1GialESR0Uo6pmWPZVzwsqw5E_Bw/s640/blogger-image-426583755.jpg" /></a></div>Lemongrass Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05163164863404646339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235559133622207531.post-52032062728225336572012-02-22T16:36:00.003+08:002012-02-22T16:46:24.247+08:00And it is the weather again?I am taking some break time off today at work. After a hectic schedule and running around, it was bestowed again by the impecabble power of message. I realize I use bombastic words when I am in a journey of despair or rather am dissapointed some how. So yes, again I am dissapointed. It seems that I always prove myself right at the end. Have I inherited some premination intuition skills or was it purely luck and statistic? I believe to be that acurate, its a mixed of both<br /><br />As usual, I am keeping my mouth shut about such issues, and to each interval of fall, you rose and learn from experiences. I think many of us call that process growing up, at my age - I prefer to acknowledge the term : aging. Gracefully of course.<br /><br />Take life as a pinch of salt and focus in the more important task. Life move on with every death, and life goes on with every birth.<br /><br />The only trouble is that principles in life are often challenged when it comes to conflict of interest, especially with the self. So, in my case it is either sacrificying innocence for protection or risk hurt for passion. World's apart and deep, I think many of us think about that in the days of our life. Should we? Then shouldn't wouldn't would'ya ...<br /><br />At the end of the day, I think embracing each mark in life is worth it. There are some crossroads in life one just never can understand but when you just feel, it is always the most innocent and natural way to comprehend. But the formality in life disperses those thoughts. So where do we actually stand ?<br /><br />Are we allowed to be ourself but yet distant from negativity, or is it a struggle always in life one have to embrace only to get better?<br /><br />Sound like a battle. Similar to my post about contentment vs happiness.<br /><br />So I am repeating myself? Hmmm ... well just for thoughts.Lemongrass Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05163164863404646339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235559133622207531.post-19828743040450673132012-02-21T01:23:00.001+08:002012-02-21T01:28:40.850+08:00The weekend, a birthday and a visitThe weekend was filled with uplifting no string attached moments. Spend most of my time doing things a laid back town boy will be doing. Laundry, house keeping, ironing, furniture hunting, napping, gyming, topping up inventories in the fridge and of course eating. Ate most this weekend, mostly at some of the more famous places w crowd. This weekend, it was Tampoi Nasi Padang and Sutera Duck Rice (not names of restaurant) but area where the food is located. Actual locations will be disclosed via physical visits. Haha.<br />
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Then came the day I had to work in Singapore for the whole day and only to have my friend story telling me retirement ideas, plans and the pleasure of a relationship over dinner. Was a good day trip to spore<br />
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And while I lost roaming, I lost myself in an entire different dimension. Weird, but today is Mr Watch bday. So a shout out to him - Happy Bday.<br />
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Cant help it but things may not build to last. All just short term hear some say<br />
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So random thoughts aside, my regular occasion visit of thoughtful "I" is back. Urgh. Bad timing. When the body is tired but the mind is awake, u only get bad result. Anxiety Zombie and Tired<br />
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But death is not the only thing that help realize one is moving towards the mids. The fact that certain friendships are distaning by nature too support this form of idea. Inevitably, the older you get friends especially from school or uni days around dwindle. They get married and moved on w family life, the get pregnant and moved on to lifetime commitments, they get new jobs and moved to places farther away for gatherings and some just change for better or worse I don't know, they just leave traces of friendships rather than connecting. Life goes on some says, nothing is permanent. How ironic that even that said, never once people realize the importance of "being young" or so to speak, being connected with loved ones. <br />
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Recently while I moved to JB, I certainly had lost more friends than gaining new ones. But I am proud to have few that still connects. I realize even though age is creeping up, I am happy and content to have a bunch of this companions that kept me "young" per say, kept me alive. I vow to do the same for those who care. Care back. I will live by my words, that I carry since high school ... Appreciate those who appreciate you because they set a world difference in life that can never be replaced.<br />
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So while in the world of comes and goes, it is really the individual themselves that can choose how to live their life, especially approaching the mids. Although often choices are not up to one to decide, there is always the side to seeing things on a lighter and brighter note. <br />
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Thou shall now remove my facial mask and make some calls to friends who had made the difference by appreciating who I really am without having doubts or personal reservation of any sort. Till then, Oyasuminasai peeps!Lemongrass Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05163164863404646339noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235559133622207531.post-68829993412845879882012-02-11T00:07:00.003+08:002012-02-11T00:32:30.108+08:00Ramble on em ... >?<span >Another week had flew past. It is amazing how the year 2012 is just glimpsing by so quickly. </span><div><span ><br /></span></div><div><span >That said, have you ever wonder - what you are doing in life is ever the best thing or right thing? I know some of you guys are probably gonna be like "here he goes again, yapping away about life" ... but well, I just had some really tough time this past few weeks and to be honest, I do ask myself that question every time I look outside my window or when I listen to some songs, or when I look myself in the mirror and still wondering where all the workout went?</span></div><div><span ><br /></span></div><div><span >I am sure people like Kelly or Adele (quoting since they are the both latest no1 billboard singers now), are doing something right ... inspiring others, inspiring the industry and inspiring themselves. </span></div><div><span ><br /></span></div><div><span >So, here I sit on my bed, with one dimly lighted corner and having some fantastic music blasting at the background trying to grasp reality and write about some experiences that I encountered in the past few weeks. Did I inspired someone? Did I want to feel that I inspired that someone? Which is more important? Hmm.... I guess I never understood how people act these days - no matter how much I try to know lately - it seems to be knocking on doors that will never opened. I am sure it is the last time. </span></div><div><span ><br /></span></div><div><span >Amazing how much you can know a person in two months, and then how much protection you need to cast from yourself. It will get violent, my subconscious mind warns me. When more personal comes into the picture and the figures hit in, performance are being evaluated ... I will find myself in positions where I thought it would be ok, but it is not. </span></div><div><span ><br /></span></div><div><span >I mean, afterall even after two whole years, and a whole lot of compromises and deep conversations - it is still hard to understand a person's true form... I am either in denial or I am just the one-sided person who cares a lil too much and show a lil too much. </span></div><div><span ><br /></span></div><div><span >But well, humans are like that anyway. Come new toy or new topic of interest, the whole initial foundations are flushed away. It is always the initial part that is interesting and after some sessions, you either categorized that person as "omit-able responsibility" or "listed for companionship". I think in most cases of today's ever dynamic environment, people are opting for "mortar relationship". You fire a canon, bursting into smaller units of pellets only to find that you hit randomly at targets hoping one will be the best you will ever hit. </span></div><div><span ><br /></span></div><div><span >To be honest, what I am saying is that people can be really superficial these days. But saying it is one thing, being in it is another. How come people can keep hobbies and passion for certain "thing" so loyal and unconditionally love'em but when it comes to relationship or friendship - it is different? One wise man will answer me - people change ma. Then wouldn't the people himself change his interest and hobbies too? Ironic equation, undeniably irritating</span></div><div><span ><br /></span></div><div><span >While others enjoy this night ... I probably feel indifferent. </span><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Sigh... I am getting bored rambling. Ending the post la ... Lazy to write. Just heard my neighbour's kid fell down to the ground. A lot of crying happening now. Hate to write in this environment ...</span></div><div><span ><br /></span></div><div><span ><br /></span></div>Lemongrass Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05163164863404646339noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235559133622207531.post-46525113515587083952012-02-06T22:15:00.003+08:002012-02-06T22:41:01.812+08:00My holiday weekend in JBOh my it is been so long since I wrote something. I wonder if anyone still reads... I only realised that after getting back today, just an hour ago. I didn't mean to abandon my blog, but come to think of it - maybe I did neglect it.<br /><br />I had some time these few days. Since its holiday and I was actually stationed back in JB for the weekend, I spent many hours watching Bleach, cleaning the house and actually just doing laid-back stuff. That said, I did a few interesting things this weekend:<br /><br /><strong>GYM</strong><br /><br />I went to a community-ala-neighbourhood gym that allow pay by entry usage just to test the facilities and machine. I have to say that it is nothing compared to the "franchise giants" back in KL but relatively, the machines are good enough for proper weight lifting and training. The interesting thing is that, everything else is pretty much standard. You get free weights area, cardio machines and the normal weight-pull-push stuffs. You get standard groupies helping and motivating each other to do more sets and reps. You occasionally get girls going about the cardio treadmills and trying out the assistance machines.<br /><br />The interesting new experience for me was actually the temperature. Gym is hardly equipped with enough aircond. Am not complaining, because I think it helps actually for the body to push even harder. That said, I realize I can concentrate and work out better too. Perhaps it is crowd pressure. Everyone in the gym actually looks like they are serious about working out, and it shows in their back, shoulder, arms, legs ...<br /><br />So, I officially sign up for a 3 months package deal. It is not that bad really, the memership fee is around rm80p/month ... and if I go for the yearly deal ... it would be rm58 p/month. And that is the best gym in town. LOL ... wonder if there are cheaper options :P<br /><br /><strong>BOWLING</strong><br />I had my first bowling in Singapore yesterday and my first bowling in JB today. I guess that is what you usually do here because most of the lanes are packed with people. Actually waited about 30-45minutes for a lane. The experience was of course thrilling because it is the first time that I exercised twice a day, gym then bowling. Ok, maybe many of you do not consider bowling as a sport but really! flexxing the biceps, focus and swinging bowling balls are not exactly a walk in the park, especially when you are playing with pros.<br /><br />I cannot help but feel that my performance was quite ameteurish due to the fact that most of the bowling balls do not fit my "fingers". I am really conteplating getting a ball custom made for my own but that would easily be another RM500. Should I? or Should I not?<br /><br /><strong>JAPANESE</strong><br />Strangely, I am also picking up the skill to converse in Japanese. Although I am not hiring any teacher yet to tutor me, I am keen to actually attend language classes. Now, the barrier of entry now comes into my mind. Where the **** can I get this center. Apparently, I need to work harder to locate this language center because I don't think I can self teach myself to proper expression and communication standards required for this language. That said, I am starting the basics on my own and probably will buy a book with CD/AUDIO assistance. Any advise which is good?<br /><br />To top it up, of course my anime watching helps abit. hehe ... SO DES NE!!!<br /><br />...<br /><br />Funny that I wrote all of this. I actually wanted to write about something else behind my head but after 15 min of typing, I realize I strayed from my intended post. Hmm... Maybe I shouldnt dwell ito that topic yet. Dont think it is healthy. So, here I go ... probably wasted your time reading my crap. Sorry...Lemongrass Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05163164863404646339noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7235559133622207531.post-68486674966119281642012-01-29T23:21:00.008+08:002012-01-29T23:44:30.899+08:00My First CNY week back to KLI have to say that this year's CNY celebration has been nothing but fun fun FUN! It is the first year that I actually "commute" or "travel" back to my hometown for the celebration. This made the family reunion even more special than usual.<br /><br />Then, meeting my aunts and grandma to only have them shower me with so much love and attention is literally wrong to say that I am not loved. Then, it was also the first time I actually did nothing but pure sleeping, eating and skipping gym for the week. To add more pleasant surprises, I have also received my first ever ang pao from my close friend who just gotten married. Her house is stunning! Love the walk-in wardrobe. Ending the holiday, I spent most of my time with friends. To have them walk in my life is like having received a medal or award for life time achievement. Appreciate you guys lots and thank you for having me around even though I no longer physically am available.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8Cx-JFZkjaahKfS29v03aoHZs63Duc6CM8FyTVK7b654CDgkE-3WOHh8vqzv5m6Z8H1jEvHV3hMmStQjJMJFXKDBCMEjXs_qx5xvf3BhxCfBj3FSjX5Nxv6itX9gRlQo0_T-EGBUD/s1600/photo+1.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8Cx-JFZkjaahKfS29v03aoHZs63Duc6CM8FyTVK7b654CDgkE-3WOHh8vqzv5m6Z8H1jEvHV3hMmStQjJMJFXKDBCMEjXs_qx5xvf3BhxCfBj3FSjX5Nxv6itX9gRlQo0_T-EGBUD/s320/photo+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703076429918356818" border="0" /></a><br />Starting off the new year, last minute shopping<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS6Zg8mLe1IvrCOBq57llp3zCnBwYF8RBjl6LuyhEBh4To3uPPP5Onc2Y0ZoEXQDthBoviztMWLx08VPTnOxFBNfqGzPMOllCZ3I7ca7DMJTSOlvl_2SyBZWbjEENAjTrAP0Dmw4Ll/s1600/photo+2.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS6Zg8mLe1IvrCOBq57llp3zCnBwYF8RBjl6LuyhEBh4To3uPPP5Onc2Y0ZoEXQDthBoviztMWLx08VPTnOxFBNfqGzPMOllCZ3I7ca7DMJTSOlvl_2SyBZWbjEENAjTrAP0Dmw4Ll/s320/photo+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703076428668050978" border="0" /></a><br />Had my sisters to company me for the last min shopping, and the ever famous prosperity limited time only meal at MCD<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjekJHbPsdr2818RKsR_hx5f10DrvJNJWh7ssXennom6hkZoqYIRCzIdYUlWwA9zIW5uTDInF8Ce2uYXSbBnBB_yAHYQVmBdsIHFxz4k1Q0u5QImPN_0OAtjg2r3lwEY3I5j7sU_dm4/s1600/photo+1.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjekJHbPsdr2818RKsR_hx5f10DrvJNJWh7ssXennom6hkZoqYIRCzIdYUlWwA9zIW5uTDInF8Ce2uYXSbBnBB_yAHYQVmBdsIHFxz4k1Q0u5QImPN_0OAtjg2r3lwEY3I5j7sU_dm4/s320/photo+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703079164407457842" border="0" /></a><br />The CNY eve dinner w family<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiCMMBMEqUb5A76JyWiIod3dQ52bOktUnvtQx_sTJlch3jNXyxIeX5wS1EDbx2VDmQW7GxDT9mNIus42VqQgi0dl15CnULtuEyUwjORJKqfMQNvESV4p8Kfw9MqlPZTNpCNPrztDrn/s1600/photo+4.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiCMMBMEqUb5A76JyWiIod3dQ52bOktUnvtQx_sTJlch3jNXyxIeX5wS1EDbx2VDmQW7GxDT9mNIus42VqQgi0dl15CnULtuEyUwjORJKqfMQNvESV4p8Kfw9MqlPZTNpCNPrztDrn/s320/photo+4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703079188143488802" border="0" /></a><br />Mum and sister posing w their new bags on 1st day CNY<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsmkw1tUhDtxW_3loOkC-oa173NZgbie9DQ_NXxUu8otlJLtKVAuNStCTy8R7H9lvhy_3HIZDorrX5WWSXH0IkGuMAVqbiTTdPeZVqv_mghkFnX5zQC8EnB_pweZa3TPL7utkq7AjU/s1600/photo+3.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsmkw1tUhDtxW_3loOkC-oa173NZgbie9DQ_NXxUu8otlJLtKVAuNStCTy8R7H9lvhy_3HIZDorrX5WWSXH0IkGuMAVqbiTTdPeZVqv_mghkFnX5zQC8EnB_pweZa3TPL7utkq7AjU/s320/photo+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703079185343113490" border="0" /></a><br />Just cam whoring<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd5A5Ukh4yc1E2rmO7nF4MwQjiCzlnICQ80xw9PtA0CPPgr5seZZtbeyEMsZ5ZapWBTbgnBeQB0XTDVKFHc6yUgfj2iqDgf9ZHZRVNTSbDRyA7IPSiiV4yO_Zn2r-p4HKY_uH_9at9/s1600/photo+2.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd5A5Ukh4yc1E2rmO7nF4MwQjiCzlnICQ80xw9PtA0CPPgr5seZZtbeyEMsZ5ZapWBTbgnBeQB0XTDVKFHc6yUgfj2iqDgf9ZHZRVNTSbDRyA7IPSiiV4yO_Zn2r-p4HKY_uH_9at9/s320/photo+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703079164453088258" border="0" /></a><br />Just cam whoring again<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMcI1wgaKAfRwQEPHPnvvDmhPSP_ZTEMzxNLSWXsLfaPkZ6KsFavPKvEjvxZbIbKMatM4nH262i232I0vbMavRrD59nqlvh6ZUlDpg-oP9t5Q0NgO-eN4EywCIDTymAMZ72XP4q64M/s1600/photo+5.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMcI1wgaKAfRwQEPHPnvvDmhPSP_ZTEMzxNLSWXsLfaPkZ6KsFavPKvEjvxZbIbKMatM4nH262i232I0vbMavRrD59nqlvh6ZUlDpg-oP9t5Q0NgO-eN4EywCIDTymAMZ72XP4q64M/s320/photo+5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703079208307666210" border="0" /></a><br />Just cam whoring with my dog, Tikus<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjte7W1AofKthWNQjBdJqm0H6dCKdBeIo2G4FotujeVxSeAeJVWHNI9DZhSV-vZMNm1jJxVfzRitAoSkraorT8axrLEYHFkMFGUCy8_3Knm0x8rOaM4gmie42nkw5DgYFb3zhY2U9r_/s1600/photo+1.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjte7W1AofKthWNQjBdJqm0H6dCKdBeIo2G4FotujeVxSeAeJVWHNI9DZhSV-vZMNm1jJxVfzRitAoSkraorT8axrLEYHFkMFGUCy8_3Knm0x8rOaM4gmie42nkw5DgYFb3zhY2U9r_/s320/photo+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703077876731107970" border="0" /></a><br />Korean Lunch with YeeYee and DaDa - got a funny Ang Pao too<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUVLtx3fUa8WYSsnsES_ShzwjdLSqwpbJ7GHuCyyxVXVYzT8wQEhuT8SgpKOKfVmC26BadGHYkRJ0B9evU3eRTO_Gx11IaKnLuA9cTNfaAhY1F3Ha_yGImkJYtmyfg7dwikOpiFzLb/s1600/photo+2.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUVLtx3fUa8WYSsnsES_ShzwjdLSqwpbJ7GHuCyyxVXVYzT8wQEhuT8SgpKOKfVmC26BadGHYkRJ0B9evU3eRTO_Gx11IaKnLuA9cTNfaAhY1F3Ha_yGImkJYtmyfg7dwikOpiFzLb/s320/photo+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703077880118891346" border="0" /></a><br />Pleasant visitor from Singapore, Dim Sum w family @ Puchong<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYJQ18wS7L6lvnkik9R2L0zkmrcfeRZdzm3OxfxJYrQf7zkye7wnqDCK4eVyZZCW5euS7WSQze6uwH5lMaKRVkJ4c0rugVmIdrf-LpfqyRgNbFvBa7EpUp_WEe3-SRcmDuhnpqVzvc/s1600/photo+4.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYJQ18wS7L6lvnkik9R2L0zkmrcfeRZdzm3OxfxJYrQf7zkye7wnqDCK4eVyZZCW5euS7WSQze6uwH5lMaKRVkJ4c0rugVmIdrf-LpfqyRgNbFvBa7EpUp_WEe3-SRcmDuhnpqVzvc/s320/photo+4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703077903807110802" border="0" /></a><br />One of my favourite picture, look like some family drama TV series poster<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaWQo435o1ozrfpduR8fG16wK3P741UVafk68Tfsg-JgTI8ir3_IwzyYJ9Xm8BHlUJQcApbNwQGLkENbCx8whzuTwJ0Kz8CJqZgYt7SuwBoJWSHYeN1fFRxQt9uT8AoEnR1V7RNPYE/s1600/photo+3.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaWQo435o1ozrfpduR8fG16wK3P741UVafk68Tfsg-JgTI8ir3_IwzyYJ9Xm8BHlUJQcApbNwQGLkENbCx8whzuTwJ0Kz8CJqZgYt7SuwBoJWSHYeN1fFRxQt9uT8AoEnR1V7RNPYE/s320/photo+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703077888968907442" border="0" /></a><br />CNY Pai Nien @ Trix new home. R5!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJMjK5HwAlbVnANO8VEK4dnMKjHHP5BNmz04KrH8XnWid8p34n2HXdlGny9wEctG4eXI1d_JF-FAOdZO1whuO6qfTsf_ZhL00PC9aMLvzylObJDVOxPjcEi9jYpecoYQlmA5y7k0i3/s1600/photo+5.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJMjK5HwAlbVnANO8VEK4dnMKjHHP5BNmz04KrH8XnWid8p34n2HXdlGny9wEctG4eXI1d_JF-FAOdZO1whuO6qfTsf_ZhL00PC9aMLvzylObJDVOxPjcEi9jYpecoYQlmA5y7k0i3/s320/photo+5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703077914470870114" border="0" /></a><br />Steamboat with the Boys, then we went clubbing. Awesome night!!!<br /><br />Then just a few minutes ago, my family and I had a CNY dinner which also coincide with my cousin brother's birthday. It was so joyful and comical to have both the goofy him and his witty brother constantly embarking on conversations that are both hillarious and stomach bloating from laughing too much.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm6fZ790DiSKqxKE-RrSML7u8Yo76pcs7tQwRbTWOD3qq4qERVV9Bxdt5CB0I2kd_7Lh-v0lXm48hPP1DsnEXUWxwcVMuHcfpI8W1X5zlc-03U3K3JKw5s4b8Eh5UgjmLIYQC4cD_7/s1600/photo+2.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm6fZ790DiSKqxKE-RrSML7u8Yo76pcs7tQwRbTWOD3qq4qERVV9Bxdt5CB0I2kd_7Lh-v0lXm48hPP1DsnEXUWxwcVMuHcfpI8W1X5zlc-03U3K3JKw5s4b8Eh5UgjmLIYQC4cD_7/s320/photo+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703077396951995266" border="0" /></a><br />Sisters at the CNY reunion dinner with our aunts and uncles @ Friends, Kota Kemuning<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipdnPYWxKjbisXmriIRqMPJpf8b2DXeaDYkx4_O8D7pcc0PI_0RD8kVGfDz3wlD_1QqPj3ANhudkO9PEro0CFhtVk6yhhN_pIyaXTJzEBldcESV1rNRf_lFSIFiIQQm6-eHpqQfOZU/s1600/photo+3.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipdnPYWxKjbisXmriIRqMPJpf8b2DXeaDYkx4_O8D7pcc0PI_0RD8kVGfDz3wlD_1QqPj3ANhudkO9PEro0CFhtVk6yhhN_pIyaXTJzEBldcESV1rNRf_lFSIFiIQQm6-eHpqQfOZU/s320/photo+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703080055203078098" border="0" /></a><br />Happy birthday bro!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiVXOayDB6-lSCQEBsiclOxuDG0wn2AmjaKJLGacq7n7ydK8Zbg__9kjlc2EolMUtCiqQ08fKdhJx9XMJZBbvRRySNHPekeBCKYOQZ0-m6IvFfSGrILAsjfoIIYF8gjLXh5Ax0Gagq/s1600/photo+4.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiVXOayDB6-lSCQEBsiclOxuDG0wn2AmjaKJLGacq7n7ydK8Zbg__9kjlc2EolMUtCiqQ08fKdhJx9XMJZBbvRRySNHPekeBCKYOQZ0-m6IvFfSGrILAsjfoIIYF8gjLXh5Ax0Gagq/s320/photo+4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703080061497109794" border="0" /></a><br />Cousins. Some are missing ...<br /><br />Overall, I think this is a great start of the year. May all the good things come rolling more and since it is the 7th day of CNY (which is also the day of everyone's birthday), HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR AND HAPPY BURFDAY PEEPS!<br /><br />Now to chatup with a distant friend :-)Lemongrass Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05163164863404646339noreply@blogger.com1