1999-Prince

the date is 31 December 2009.

and all of us hold our breath as we usher into a brand new Gregorian year.
there has been many rumours and speculations that this planet earth will 'self-destruct' this 2012.such boring news.those are definitely for the faithless and the blind.thanks to the movie 2012 which is actually teasing us all.except atheists.

i'm actually getting ready to get outta house and head to work,but something however is holding me back.it's that uneasiness,i can't describe.
but honestly i am SO RELUCTANT to do this countdown again,i rather be at home hitting the sack instead.there are going to be thousands of folks flooding my workplace later,all who wanna do the numerical countdown in unison,armed with party spray and whistles,and those noisy clappers..i hate all that.

it's just another day at work for me.

happy new year to all of you!i hope you steer away from the maniacal traffic & find a peaceful place with your family and loved ones.

Hello 2010,Goodbye 20 naughty 9!

It Ain't Goin' Out Like Dat-Cypress Hill

days to a happy new year and everybody's at it again.boring.

back at work we're all being pushed to complete the countdown stuffs and with Hoobastank being the limelight in the east,the new year's party is goin' to be jam packed i guess.but it's all same routine for me i guess,just another event after all,and i just can't wait to end it all quick so i can go back and enjoy my beauty sleep.

and i can't wait to complete my scoot.right now it's all working good,i guess,but the scooter badly needed a bloody new paintwork,some nice carpet on the floorboard and a nice round headlight swap would be perfect.a fresh new pair of 'battle ax' tyres and white wall to top it all would be the real deal.oh i'm so devilishly impatient!

and i'm getting the hang of switching the gears and filling the tank with 2T mixture and petrol,oh i'm getting used to this.
and right now,Bella is 3 storeys down at the carpark,in the cold and on the dark lot awaiting it's rightful owner to ignite life into it's cranky steel and ride the dusty roads again tomorrow.

Hero-Enrique Iglesias

had a good soupy noodles for lunch with black soybeans drink to gush my food down and now i am feeling a lil bit lazy and doozy especially with the scorching heat outside,too hot for anybody to do anything i supposed,on this beautiful xmas holiday.

while the rest are unwrapping their gifts,i am preparing myself for another old school flick streaming-Jurassic park,which all began since last night which the two of us laid down comfortably on our soft bed watching amusing Mars Attack,with occasional interval for bits of snack bites and toilet breaks and we were too tired to end it but when we're awoken this morning,the first thing we did was continued till the end of the movie.

the scooter needed fixing-i think i screwed up the clutch,and due to the complicated nature of italian scoots,i think its best handled by a professional tech,at least.and so i could learn a bit or two by observing,but i could not send for repair on a holiday,and so it's gotta be tomorrow.

so today is a rest day for me,relaxing at home for the rest of the hours,watching flicks with the wife and waiting the skies to fall on the head.

Concerto No 21 Andante-Mozart

Xmas eve and it's been raining since early morning,the world seems to be in a hazy shade and a lazy blur,everything is moving S-L-O-W,like a stop motion animation clip.

i couldn't send the missus to work today all due to the heavy downpour outside,had our little breakfast together and accompany her by the road side till the cab arrived.i dragged my sandals as i walked back home,darted to my room and brought out the vacuum machine to good use,made the bed and re-arranged all the mess that we made.

and at the end of it,i peeped through the curtains and looked outside,the rain had stopped,i drew the windows grill wide open and let the sun rays in,hitting Mozart's Andante as i lay on the carpet with little cushions behind my head.i tried hard to fall asleep but the harder i tried the more my eyes stretched out wide awake and glancing the wall clock it was almost midday.

time flies,so quick and by then i was already up and getting ready to fetch Minerva who's company too kind to allow all their employees to leave by lunch time to celebrate xmas.
grabbed my bag and put on my Adidas sneakers and matching green windbreakers,pushed out the little machine and feeling a little awkward-i kickstarted my vespa.
YES,my little vespa.i fell so huge when i mounted i placed my foot on the board below me,the sound rattling loud i felt that if i stay any longer some neighbours might just hurl abuses and glass bottles at me.still getting used to the clutch gears i moved off.balancing myself and struggling twisting the left and right throttles made me confused,but i went slow,especially with the wet surface of the road still fresh from the downpour earlier.

bought it for $300 from a friend.the repair cost about $500,the necessary papers about $100.
there are still some stuffs that need to be replaced and i will get it done soon.i've been longing for a scooter and now i own one,and stepping into a scooter accessories shop makes me drool;and there are plenty of things i still need to know about the works.

my Vespa, my little Bella.

Didi-Khaled

it's a super sunny lazy sunday,with the heavy lunch earlier and now my tummy protruding in disproportionate unsightly size,and with the burning heat outside it really drove me sleepy,squeezing every single bit of fluid in my body,driving me lazy.well it's a sunday syndrome,what else.

in the distant horizon,over and above the line of dark green trees,threatening dark clouds hovering slowly,an indication that it'll probably would be raining soon,or if not later,and that would be the answer to our prayers as the heat is really unbearable.and the sound of thunder rumbling softly,a sure bet that it will pour pretty soon,flushing and unleashing the cloud's cold and wet content onto the earth's dry surface,and decreasing the burning temperature down.

but it's not all bad about the heat,i myself,exercise my freedom by putting my pillows in the sun,dragging the sleeping missus out the bed in the process,taking this beautiful opportunity
to open the windows wide open and letting the rays creeping into the room a lil bit,with the occasional breeze,blowing and exorcising out all the demons off.

The Hazy+Lazy+Crazy Holiday Mood

Everybody is feeling it-at work,at shopping centres,media and they spreading it and in less than a week fellow christians will be celebrating their xmas,with all roads leading towards the city will encounter serious mass bad traffic condition,scooters and bikes included,and a good option will be the public transport since the holidays retail sales are a good bargain especially during this bad times, a lil bit of shopping won't hurt but just be patient with the crazy human traffic and long queues at the cashier counters.

myself,i 've actually spent hell lot,with the missus running around town and dodging both motorists and crowds of aimless people,and there were so many else things we wish we could own,but the race is not over.

i'm still sticking to my Seven Wishlist.yeah i probably steered a lil bit,spending on other things out of the context of my list but i'm still working hard on it,trying hard not to be an impulsive shopper but it's really so difficult to say no and walk away especially when the pricetag is slashed ridiculously.but i guess my faith not solid enough to decline and reject such offers.but when else can you bump onto super discounted sales?only during this period of the year and that's when every opportunists will strike.and i think you should too.

Jai Ho-The PussyCat Dolls

slow throb on the back of my head which gradually developing into a head ache,i hope it doesn't get any further.

home after a day at work,hold up by the heavy downpour,hung around with fellow colleagues a lil bit and left as soon as it subsided,but however i was still caught in the rain.

hungry.i skipped lunch and just watch Minerva feasted on the noodles at Tangtea earlier,i just don't have the appetite and don't wanna force myself to eat just because i was accompanying the missus during our break earlier.
but now me tummy growling.

tomorrow my day off,and the usual wednesday routine will continue -the morning swim and i would love to jump into those adidas sneakers and jog a lil bit.i missed the ang mo kio air and those pavement cracks.gotta do it and i hope the weather will be bright and sunny.

Venus In Furs-The Velvet Underground

It's a lazy day and my bones were rattling when i was on my journey to work today,even during the usual morning meeting i wasn't paying much attention,and right after my turn to pour out my week sales report,i kept mum and was surfing the net on my mobile,and what worsen the day further was when i read the sport column was entirely shocked that the Reds lost again,this time to the Gunners;an accidental own goal by Johnson and another tricky shot by Arshavin,which was really an unpleasant thing to swallow.this season we could jolly well take a break and i was really fortunate that i did not stayed up to watch the late game yesterday.

the boss was edgy at the meeting table-he wasn't in a good mood.

and who wasn't cranky anyway?especially after a long day running an event yesterday.

been a while now that i have not go hell out with my cam,moving from one spot to another,snapping pictures,and i've still got balance of untaken shots from the Melaka & KL trip in my red konica lomo cam-and i 've been eyeing the skies-sunsets were simply stunningly awesome lately and i could name a few spots that i've been dying to be at.

but i need a good tripod,i think,a bit impulsive but yes i do need a good sturdy tripod,and i've done a lil research and i think i'm gonna get it next week.

there are plenty of stuffs that i actually like-to pamper myself ,to relieve and soothe the daily stress;
and below is my wishlist:

Sam's 7 Cool Wishes!

1-G-star Scuba Elwood jeans-$335
2-Ben Sherman shirt-$149
3-Benro tripod-$168
4-Fred Perry polo shirt-$130
5-Bvlgari EDT-$143
6-1 TB external HDD-$135
7-Vespa Scooter-****

i'm gonna work it out!

Alright-Supergrass

football & scooters!

Too Legit To Quit-Mc Hammer

day 5 and i'm still away from my other half.i rose up with birds chirping & singing songs of praise and golden rays seeping through the top glass window.it's a beautiful day in Ang Mo Kio.

but i'm down wit flu and my voice sounded a lil nasal-sexy and harsh.but the actual pain is felt on the chest,all due to the rigorous desperation during the IPPT test the other day.

ebok tossed me some pills which i popped during breakfast,my head felt light and real uncomfortable breathing with my nose blocked.it's still early but i've already got my stuffs packed and already dressed up for the congregational friday prayers later.

i felt a little odd,especially after days of waking up real early and actually felt good and relief that the in-camp was over and the next one will be next july.

it's going to be another busy day,or should i say weekend and ebok has left the house rushing over to ebok long's place to assist and help them with the preparations for my cousin brother's wedding.ohh how fun it is.

today is my day off and i took 2 days leave to priotise my cousin's celebration and also an opportunity to catch up with other relatives.and yes it is going to be a fun weekend after all.

and i would love to pray all the goodness and happiness for my cousin brother Bakhtiar aka Abg Tit and hope that everything will go smooth and fine.

'Semoga Berkekalan Dan Berbahagia Hingga Ke Anak Cucu!'

Don't Stop The Music-Rihanna

Woke to the alarm clock blaring furiously at 5.15am and i had to pry my tired eyes open,draggin' my bones to the showers each morning for the past 3 days in which normal circumstance i won't possibly commit to begin the day that early.
but by the today,i was already wilingly following the pattern and tucking myself into the blue uniform and heavy boots and no matter how hard i've tried to keep myself neat i'll ended up sloppy.and everything seems fine and only the journey to the camp which i prayed each day that i won't be caught into some mess especially with the bloody heavy morning traffic on the BKE highway and i simply hate those malaysian notorious two wheelers tailgaters and hoggin' daredevils & speed demon maniacs,buzzin' past and squeezin'into every single space they could find on the already bad road situation.

The in-camp training that we underwent wasn't that bad as i thought,so far.and there were about 80 folks who were scheduled for the make up training and in my lovely team,we formed a group of mere 3 reluctant signallers which our daily duties throughout were just attending refresher lessons which we ended up either dozing off and snoring away.we had plenty of tea breaks or simply waiting for something to happen,or if not just watching the time moving slowly.

and the only action that i saw,was earlier in the late afternoon today where me together with 8 others (among the 80 men)underwent the IPPT.everything was ok-the sit up,standing broad jump,shuttle run,pull up,but as we drawing close to the starting line of the 2.4km run,my knees was wobbling,i was fidgety and my hands were clammy and my God was my heart throbbing mad.i was nervous.nervous that i might screw up and bail out halfway.NO i don't wanna fail this one,especially after i've been putting SO much effort,all the regular run and my midweek swim,I CAN'T FAIL!i kept telling myself not to think so much but as i ran i was panting and felt short of breath,like an asthmatic,i was not in the usual rhythm,i was in bad shape,and everytime i past a marshal dude,who was clapping and mumbling some motivations which i didn't paid attention to,i was gasping for breath and i felt like my lungs gonna burst,My God!every turn seemed so far away,and each time i tried to stay focus i couldn't until i thought of the consequence if i fail this one,and i thought of my wife,and at the last turn towards the end point,i whispered to God to give me strength,i unleashed all the energy that i had,and sprinted,spreading my legs wider,my palms cutting the air,running with all my might,like a gazelle,like Usain Bolt,i ran like HELL!!!!

Run Forest Run!!!!!!!!!!!!!
and right at the finishing line i glanced at the led screen-12.53s.that's the fatboy record today.and i really felt like vomiting but i didn't.instead,after calming and cooling myself,walked towards the physical instructor who was behind the counter,gave him my name and id as he checked the tabulated score,he looked up and gave me a smile and my result was pass with an incentive!
YAhOO!
i can't believe my ears but it paid off well,Alhamdulillah.but that's not over,i've gotta lost the fats hugging my waistline,i hope i will soon.
got one more day to go tomorrow,the final day of the fabulous in camp training,and i'm really looking forward to the next,which will be somewhere in july next year.

Cheers SAM!