life

Falling off could result in severe injury or death

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falling off the wagon

I found this sign hilarious. It was on a buggy (or a wagon, if you will). Falling off (the wagon) could result in severe injury or death. Well, no shit Sherlock!

No dual meanings, I’m still on the wagon but my sleep addled mind is sprouting all sorts of crap which doesn’t even make sense to me.

charity eh

Anyway, I was looking through my BB and found this photo of me and a kid (tween?) in an orphanage the last, last time I did some charity. The previous one was also an orphanage but tomorrow I’ll be doing something different!

2 hour bus ride to an island to plant some trees! I need to wake up early, and yes, that is my cue to stop writing. I’ll update again tomorrow night!

damn sexy tshirt

One last random photo – I love statement tees, but unfortunately all the ones I have are gone due to an unfortunate trip to KK where my baggage was lost. 🙁

This contraption saves lives

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water bidet

This innocent looking water bidet has been (and still is) a source of much convenience for me this weekend. I’m down with the flu and it came with one hell of a stomach flu to boot. I started falling really sick on Friday and had to leave halfway during an event on Saturday to go to the doctor.

I’m feeling better now but everything I eat comes out double time on the other side. Hell, even a fucking sip of water makes me run to the toilet after 5 minutes. I also pooped in my pants while taking a piss last night. >.<

I contemplated using TP but the frequency of my toilet sessions would make even the softest and most environmentally unfriendly 3-ply toilet paper akin to sandpaper, slowly pulverizing  my anus until I’m JC (coz I don’t have an asshole so I’ll be the nicest guy on earth, geddit?).

A water bidet comes in very handy (pardon the pun) at times like this.

Come hell or high water…

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infinity pool

There is a swimming pool on the top floor of the studio where I’m staying, along with gym facilities and a Jacuzzi but I always come home from work too late to use it. I’ve been packing on weight like it’s going out of style for the past few months and decided that I could do with a bit of regular exercise. 

infinity pool view

The infinity pool is really a too small to get proper laps done though, perhaps tomorrow I’ll go to the gym for some proper cardio on the treadmill before jumping into the water.

I’m trying to establish if there’s any truth to the (well accepted) axiom that regular exercise reduces stress. 🙂

You don’t owe anyone an explanation

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This is the inaugural post of the annual *don’t want to commit to weekly* SixthSeal.com Self Help Saturdays. 😉

self help

People like to be liked

It’s natural for people to want to be liked. The problem with this is that you’re essentially living life for others…and that, my friends, is no way to live.

People are going to talk about you and form opinions of you – and there’s nothing you can do about it.

Just look at Tiger Woods – he has this squeaky clean image, someone you won’t hesitate to introduce to your parents (unless your name is Elin Nordegren). His recent indiscretions left sponsors abandoning him in droves. He has also announced a hiatus from professional golf for reasons unknown to me.

Your skill on the golf course and on the bed are two separate things. This public-figure-as-role-model mindset is alien to me. Bush (Junior) used cocaine. Clinton smoked cannabis (but didn’t inhale – would love to hear his definition of inhaling and whether it gels with his definition of sex).

I don’t see it as a problem – it’s just a matter of rebranding.

He can always come back as the bad boy playa of golf.

“Tiger Woods – driving the 9″-Wood straight into the hole…all 18 of them”

Just be yourself.

A very unfortunate Sunday

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new outfit

I went shopping at Pavilion on Sunday coz I had RM 600 vouchers to clear. I got:

1 x shoes
1 x shirt
1 x pants
4 x socks
2 x belts

And that came up to a total of RM 775 so I topped up RM 175. I was enamored by this large belt which cost about RM 220. It is made of faux snake skin (?) and every guy needs a huge belt. I don’t have one.

I was feeling a little inadequate in the manhood department so I decided to get it. I am going to try and wear it with one of my work outfits. Aza says it doesn’t really gel and the other belt I got looks more like I’m about to go out and ask for more budget from clients. Haha!

Anyway, after all that restocking the wardrobe bit, we went to find the car…which was a bit of a challenge. I was rushing to an event and it took us almost an hour (!!!) to find the car. I should have taken a photo like I always do. >.<

parking waiting lost ticket

Naturally, the ticket had expired (15 minutes grace period after you pay at the autopay stations) so I talked to the lady at the intercom, but she was adamant about not letting me out. Grr…

Thus, my friend went down to pay the ticket…and promptly dropped the ticket somewhere.

Lost parking ticket fee: RM 50
Shopping for clothes: RM 775
Getting to the event on time: Priceless

We also gave a piece of our mind to the intercom lady about not getting into the festive spirit and all that.

Not in English of course, I think we spoke in French. 😉

I won free unlimited flights for 1 year!

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I am getting FREE (as in free beer) flights from Air Asia from now till December 2010 thanks to a Twitter contest I joined a couple of months back. I can’t remember my slogan but it was something along the lines of “Sweden – coz I want to stay at the Ice Hotel and it’s out of the way and not commercialized” to a question about where the next route should be.

It took all of 30 seconds for me to draft that and now, just like the mother who gave birth on the plane, I’m getting UNLIMITED free flights (sorry, let me gloat can?) for a whole fucking year!

It gives me half a mind to take 2010 off so I can travel around.

However, what holds me back is the fact that I still have to pay airport tax and accommodation but it’s still a sweet prize right?

Now all that’s left for me to do is plan carefully where I want to go next year so I can live my dreams and travel to as many countries as I can.

I’m planning to be like Jack (of Lost) and just fly somewhere every weekend e.g. Macau just to eat Portuguese Tarts and then fly back on Sunday.

🙂 🙂 🙂 🙂 🙂

Best prize ever.

Since this post has no photos I embed the official Heineken Festive Shout Out! video here and check out Aza’s blog – Random Ramblings of a different Kind. 😉

Everyone, I present: My new BLOUSE

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kl g2k

Clerk: 1 trousers, 2 blouses?
Me: Shirts man, I don’t buy blouses for myself.

I guess you just had to be there. It was so funny, the confounded look on his face. This is G2000 men (note my emphasis). He didn’t quite get me and went on about blouses again.

I cracked up and couldn’t help but laugh when he used the word again to the guy behind me, who narrowed his eyes at the clerk.

Terminology FAIL. 🙂

I ended up getting two shirts and a pair of pants so I guess they had the last laugh since I spent RM 400+ on office attire at their outlet last night.

I also dropped by Cititel where my parents are staying and caught up with them over drinks. I like talking to my dad, he always has an inspirational quote on hand (invariably Christian, but an inspiring quote is still an inspiring quote). His quote for last night was: 

kl mom dad

Not coz we’re worthy, not coz we’ve done good deeds but coz JC has paid for our sins.

I needed that inspiring quote coz my credit card bounced when I paid for the drinks. Fuck la, I just paid about 4k last week. I think it’s the notebook (not the paper kind) and the G2k stuff I got last night. I shudder to look at my credit card statement.

Someone get me a chair before I do that. I need to be sitting down.

My sister is pregnant!

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hb sister

My sister is pregnant and will be giving birth to a baby girl slightly after Chinese New Year 2010. That’s just a couple of months away! My parents are in town from their trip to Taiwan and went shopping for baby clothes. I went to My Babies Planet, and found the most popular baby products. They’re going to visit her in New Zealand after CNY so this is the umpteenth time we’ve not celebrated the Lunar New Year as a family.

I’m not particularly close to my sister. Despite having only one sibling, we are total opposites of each other. She’s practicing medicine in NZ (married another doctor) and we don’t see eye to eye on a lot of things. I mean, we half-heartedly attempt to keep in touch (usually via birthday cards, a once a year thing) but I think that tradition died off recently. 🙂

hb family

However, blood always runs thicker and I’m happy for her and Alvin. It kinda takes the pressure off me too, ya know? I still think my dad is counting on me to produce Proper Offspring (TM) for him (defined as having the family name “POH”) but they sound so happy for my sister and her husband that I think they’re gonna let it slide for a couple of years at least. Heh!

I’m just wondering. My sister is about to give birth and I only knew last night when my dad called. I wasn’t even in the loop.

I didn’t get the memo. T_T

*weeps silently into my pillow*

Seriously though, I love babies and by the time I see my sister the year after I doubt it would be baby anymore. I think I should start planning for a trip to NZ, be a good uncle and all that.
I have doubts about my lifespan with my kidney and liver problems so this is great news to me. I don’t mean to sound morbid or fatalistic but I’m really happy the bloodline continues.

Finally, someone deserving whom I can state as my EPF (and other meager assets) recipient. 🙂

I think it’s gonna be quite complicated though since the baby is an NZ citizen.

It’s okay, I’m in a really, really good mood coz of this.

*sings*

…and what it all boils down too, is that everything’s gonna be quite alright! Coz I got one hand in my pocket and the other one is flashing the peace sign. =D

The world can be a beautiful place sometimes. 🙂

The Leaning Tower of Prata

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prata

This has gotta be the highlight of today. We were having lunch at a mamak when this waiter started collecting used plates and bowls into a structurally unsound configuration which flies against all the laws of gravity. It’s an abomination! This Bonanno Pisano wannabe was just BEGGING for his hodge-podge construct to come apart.

It started wobbling when he walked over to our table.

I can see the look of consternation of his face, as well as a glint in his eye that suggested DETERMINATION to reach the dirty plate washing basin before it deconstructed.
He was fighting a losing battle and he shifted left, and then right in an effort to correct the wobbling structure.

His face started showing signs of dismay and horror as he realized he’ll never cross the finish line without it toppling over. The leaning tower of old soup, rice, and gravy from various people’s leftovers was just beside us at this point.

In a last ditch effort to do some damage control, he sharply veered right and let his body act as a splatter shield as everything came down.

It still got to us though. I was trying hard not to laugh coz his expression was PRICELESS. I wish I had videoed it but I didn’t know it was going to fall.

I still think it’s funny even though my left sleeve smells like old onion soup.

My dSLR is ruined!!!

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dslr lcd ruined

I have been shooting blind for the past few days since the LCD on my dSLR is totally FUBAR. I’m not sure what happened to it actually but I think from the damage pattern it seems to be…water.

I have no idea how water came into contact with the dSLR. It’s like one of those mysteries that you just don’t think about lest you hurt your brain.

H20…sigh, with one hand you giveth life and with the other taketh away.

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