My New Year Theme Song

Here is a disturbingly cute Song & Video.

I used to tease my sister obsession of KPOP all the time. She's just hopeless when it comes to the Korean boy bands and their cute moves. And overtime i, too, finally succumbed to those cuteness.

Well, wont life a bit dull without KPOP?

2012 Resolutions

Until a few days ago i have been worrying that i wont have enough time to myself to review 2011 and prepare for 2012. Now that all distractions warded off and i'm finally at ease, i can really sit down and prepare for next year battle.

Unlike 2011's resolutions, 2012's will be slightly different than the usual. I mean, there's been a change of course in direction. Instead of steering toward achievements, 2012 will be all about CONTENTMENT.

So, what i wish for myself in coming year?

1) Free of Debts

I want to live as a free man. I'm gonna strive to pay off all my debts. Then, cancel all credit cards but one. Take no loan. Buy no insurance. And save more. So that at the end of every month, i only have to pay utilities bill, food, and fuel for my car. Well, except for the house loan, i'll be owing nobody.

2) Organize My Will

Not that i have a lot to give away, but still i do have some. I have seen enough cases where families fell apart due to unassigned inheritances. I wont have that ugly scenes after i died. Besides, will preparation is not just about property and money. There's funeral instruction need to be sort out. As for me, after giving it a deep thought, i have decided to go for a cremation, and after that i wish for my ash to be scattered on the sea. Not because i'm terrified of the idea rotting underground, or that i'm sentimental, but rather because i don't want to have any attachment to my former vessel. Most importantly, i don't want people to look at my grave and be sad. It's okay to tear when you miss somebody. But to cry and felt sorry for the deceased is just sadly foolish. And i hates foolish people.

3) More Charity

Yeah, got to do that more. Don't get me wrong, i'm not saying that i got one pure clean bleached pink heart, but it's just logic. You'll reap what you sow. There's no joking with Karma. And to make things scarier, the Payback equation is equipped with some weird conversion factor, which easily amplify the punishment. So, my advice is, rather than counting your blessings, why not start counting your good deeds instead?

4) No more Hatred

As i have told you before, i have a friend whom turned enemy to me in the past. Well, i hope that by the end of 2012 my hatred for her would be diminished. I have no idea of how i'm going to achieve that, because right now i'm nothing but a sleeping super-volcano. I haven't gone amok (yet), but from the surface you can already hear the rumbling sound from beneath, a little earthquakes here and there, and on some unfortunate days you might even see my wrath start emitting smokes. Even so, the good side of me still want to stop the imminent eruption for good. It's very tiring to be angry all the time. I want the good old days back.

5) Find Love

Cliche? Let's not define love. I still don't know what i'm searching for, but i had a feeling that i'll know when i get there. Right now, all i know is that i have this emptiness that needed to be filled. Don't we all have that? It's a pretty common thing. But i'm not just going to sit and wait for it to come to me. This time i will put tons of efforts in. A friend once told me that the reason for the empty feeling was because God's absent in my life. I don't know what to make of that. Let's just wait and see.

My New Year ritual would be just the same as the year before, that is to fall asleep before midnight and wake up noon the next day. So, yeah! I'm excited for tonight!

Happy New Year everyone.

Shedding the Extra Project # Week 9

I was delaying the update on purpose. And this morning while taking my bath, i even tried to brainstorm excuses but couldn't find anything useful. I thought of using the "Christmas is the time to be merry" bluff but that just sound pathetic.

In the end i give up whatever resorts. I'm fooling nobody but myself, right? The reason why i have been dreading the weighing was because last week i have been doing nothing but eating recklessly. Eat and sleep, that's all i have done. Especially on Christmas day itself. It's like Sloth and Gluttony found their way to each other heart. Yeah, it was that bad. I felt dirty myself.

So this morning i was preparing for the worst. I took out the scale, removed all my clothing, and get on the small circular glass plate. Numbers start to run fast, back and forth, slowing down, stabilizing, stop a sec, flashed 3 times, and then nothing moves. It's final. No matter how many time i get up and down the scale, the outcome still the same. My usual would be 3 times. Just to be sure, you know.

Okay, back to the result. My first reaction was "huh". Despite all last week's eating, i actually still manage to lose 1.4 lbs.

Weird right? Smell something? A fish may be. So i listed all the things that could go wrong. 1) The scale must be broken. 2) My body is slow to process the fat. 3) The 'effect' would only be visible next week. Drat, that's my time of the month. 4) I was still dreaming when i do the weighing, thus the error.

The conclusion is, i cannot rest easy. I had to be skeptical so i won't be fooled.

Since this is the last update of this year, the project would be summarized as follows;

Total loss week # 9 = 1.4 lbs

Accum. loss up to date = 23.4 lbs

Time spent = 9 weeks

Next update due next year.

A thousand years

Heard this song on MTV the other day. And it had me captivated right on.

Damn, why does this song has to be so beautiful?



Please tell me that is not true. Please tell me that human is incapable of such love. A thousand years is an eternity long. It's just too much.

Christmas and me

I was about to doze off just now when the calendar caught my eyes. Then it hit me. Christmas is actually on this Sunday. Which means Christmas is at the end of this week. And that is 2, err..no, 1 day from today. Yikes. Christmas is on the day after tomorrow!!!

I guess that explained the conversation i had with the cleaning lady this morning. And i thought she was just being weird.

But when i think about it, it is actually weird. I'm the only 'Christian' in the entire office, yet i'm always the one who stayed behind on Christmas. Not weird enough? How about the fact that every year without failing, my office will be decorated with glittering ornaments, blinking lights and Christmas tree with fake presents beneath, for the entire month of December? And not once i helped with the decoration. But maybe that's the thing with Christmas. It makes people happy and merry. Heck, even my office is merrier than my house.

As for me, just like last year, i'm gonna make a pass on Christmas. I'm not gonna use the "not in the mood for Christmas" excuse, cause that's just lame. The mood is always there. It just need to be stirred by something.

Mine is an entirely different case. The fire is dead. It's too late that it can't be saved anymore.

Soon, we'll be like strangers, Christmas and me.

Shedding the Extra Project # Week 8

There's NOTHING to report today, for i did not lose a single pound last week. Did i saw that coming? Surprisingly, yes. Last week i have been eating recklessly almost everyday. And i wont stop eating until the 1200 calories limit was breached. I felt like i have won and proved my points, but in the end, the joke was on me. Why i did what i did? No reason. Just cause.

To be honest, i actually have been feeling a bit down lately. To be specific, it was an emptiness that i felt. I googled the word and found out that emptiness feeling is actually a kind of depression. That startled me. And to make matter worst, it also says that depression is somehow categorized as an illness. I mean i was feeling a little bit suicidal but it's not like i'm really gonna go for it. Even though my mind messed up, my logic hardly flinched.

As for the non-conformance result, i decided to let it go, for this time only. Because today is truly a special day. All wrongs will be forgiven. At least for me.

What's the occasion?

Haven't you heard?

KIM JONG IL IS DEAD!

It maybe too soon to burn the firecrackers and perform the lion dance, for the North Korea future is still uncertain, but at least the snake has vanished for good.

Shedding the Extra Project # Week 7

I have been so busy lately, thus the delay in my updates. I finished all my works this morning and quickly handed it to my boss for checking. As usual, he didn't comment anything (yet). But most of the time i've done a good job, i think. So, well done to me. Heh, i'm praising my own self. Openly, in a broad day light. You know what? I'm not ashamed because i truly deserved it.

Last Saturday my boss called me to his office and asked me to do a construction work programme for a new upcoming project. He just gave me 1 page of the Development Plan and said, "Do it in Microsoft Project and i need it next Friday". The thing about work programme is that it has to cover everything, from land acquisition to testing and commissioning, you can not miss a thing, not even a nail. And timing is the most crucial part, it's like deciding which wire to cut to detonate the bomb. I have to lay down a step by step transformation plan of a deserted place until it become the next hangouts. So, me and a work programme? Nah, i didn't even blink. I am perfectly capable delivering a good work programme in Excel format. But i never tried to build a work programme from scratch using Microsoft Project before. But then, when my boss said "jump", i jumped.

After that i returned to my seat, and the first thing i did was, google "how to use microsoft project". And this morning, a fine Thursday morning indeed, i put on my 'tsk' face and marched to my boss office, carefully placed on his desk the 12 pages of A3 size proposed construction work programme for our next project. Give me a handful of coal and i'll give you back a diamond. Heh..this is me smirking. For now.

Back to business. Let's talk about serious stuff now. Like the update of week #7 maybe. Ahemm. Excuse me for a second. Let me put on my court robe first. I'm gonna pretend i didn't the wig, of course. Whose side i'm on you say? Today i'm a defense attorney. My client is accused of treachery for taking her vocation lightly. On what ground? Based on the fact that she only managed to lose 1.8 lbs last week.

There's nothing wrong with just 1.8 lbs, i tell you. It's plural enough to me. And if that still doesn't convince the judge, i can always challenge the competency of the measuring device.

I know the goal is to lose 1 kilo per week. That equal to 2.2 lbs per week. So, i'm still short of 4 lbs. 4 lbs could easily weigh like 2 cups of water. Since water is denser than fat, you should see that now the 2 cups are not enough to contain 4 lbs of body fat. It should be overflowing in a gross kind of way.

In the end, it all come down on how to get rid of the 4 lbs. Using the magic formula 1 lb = 3500 calories (and you thought Einstein's e=mc2 was the champion),

4 lbs = 14,000 calories = 24 hours running on treadmill

Isn't that absurd? Even a stallion could die from the run. You understand now right? Did that gained me your favour?

Anyway, sheesshh now.

All rise.

The court now is in session.

Shedding the Extra Project # Week 6

Here's an update for week no# 6. I'll make it a short one. Can't talk long about 'shedding' cause it's too depressing. So, last week loss were about 2 pounds. Pathetic huh? Can't even make it to a kilo. Anyway, total accumulated loss up to-date are 20.2 pounds. I've seen a guy lose more than 20 pounds in just one week in the Biggest Losser shows.

Pitiful. Puny. Useless. Hopeless. Stupid. Vain. Weak. Scrap. Lifeless. Lazy. Ass. Slow. Dummy.

And then there were two..

After months of being relentless, i finally agreed to let go of Roxy and Miki to my two aunts. They have been pestering me of the matter the moment they knew about Kimi's pregnancy. I know i should be grateful that there are somebody who are more than willing to adopt the kittens. And the facts that they are relatives and trustworthy, are definitely the score points. I was hesitant to hand them over because i felt that it is inappropriate to separate the kittens from it's parents and siblings. Moreover, i was already attached to them. I had named each one of them for god's sake. How is that not obvious enough to show that i had no intention to give up any of the kittens, ever?

I was doing fine shooting down all plea until my mother decided to step in. "Don't be selfish" she said. 3 simple words, just like that, she unknowingly tossed away the harmless burning matchstick into an ocean of petrol. Of course i would flared up. How would you feel if i asked you to handover your first born? Don't tell me it's different. It's exactly the case.

In the end i yielded though. For blood will always be thicker than water. I asked my mother to remind both of my aunts that should one day their affections for Kimi's offspring turn sour, i shall want them returned to me. Doesn't matter whether they're sick, old or dying, i will have them back, just don't disregard them. Then my mother assured me, "You worry for nothing. When your cousin knew that Roxy was coming home with your aunt, she quickly put away her 2 months old baby in the crib and rushed to the door to meet Roxy. They all are cat lovers"

So now i'm left with Frankie and Troy. I'm so gonna spoil them and cherished them dearly. Kittens are the best. Even a robot would cracked a smile when mixed with kitten.

Frankie fell asleep on the couch. He's the naughtiest and the wildest. At first i thought it almost impossible to touch him. I always shriek when i play with him. His playful bites may seems frolic but the pain is no joke. Anyone who are bold and stubborn enough to brush off my warnings of Frankie will always find themselves acquiring new adornment in the next morning. No one was spared. Not even me. I, too, both of my hands are full of bites and scratch marks, compliments from Frankie.

Troy, my darling Troy. Mon petit ange chéri. He's always the star in everywhere he go. It's impossible to ignore him. One won't blink in his present because he is disturbingly cute. He is the gentlest creature i ever met, and without doubt the warmest life i have ever been blessed with. Who need therapist when you have cute kitten like Troy? I can't even get mad (about anything) when he's around me. I mean, look at him! It's insanely adorable, right? Now, try imagine when those eyes opened and perked up. I know, right!? I could die in admiration.