Plants Update- Nephentes Veitchii Hose Mountain

The top photo shows the whole plant. The lower one shows a diformed pitcher... Only lower half, top half dono gone where ... Wahlau.... Phua Chu Kang english oso got ah?

A Point to Ponder

Have you ever feel like this? When you're here, you wish that you're somewhere else, when you're somewhere else, you wish that you're else where. Like you hated yourself right now, wishing that you'd feel like when you're younger, but then again, if you think really hard, you'll remember that back then, you hated yourself just the same.

Life is a journey indeed!

mmm... oral story of the day- you cant do it in real life- photoshop it...

People say a picture worth a thousand words... I'm so good in MATHS that I know for sure if Mr. Atan and Mr. Jan Travolta ever see the pictures, the above pictures will worth 4,000 words, consisting only 4 letters, repeated many, many, many many many many times.

Yesterdays' Pose is todays' Laughing Stock

Olympus secondhand camera- RM600

Breakfast of Hacks Sweet-RM0.50

Coffee-Free (Bancuh Sendiri)

Time spent infront of the PC (free time lo)

the look on Ms. Leos' face= PRICELESS!!!!

Seriously, she did look like "KAK NITA" in a scary way. Imagine both Anita Sarawak and Angelina Jolie having a front-to-front accident, the result would look pretty much like the above pix.

yesterdays' story is todays' memory

What happened to me yesterday was like a drama with bad script and bad director, not forgetting the bad cameraman and bad casting also, bad post-production, bad promotion, bad ju ju, bad, bad, bad.

I woke up early as usual, hit the snooze button more than once as usual. Had my coffee extra sweet with extra creamer and took my sweet time burning CD. Then I hit the shower as usual and dressed as usual when I was about to leave I received a text message from Ms. Leo. It says "someone important is here in Langkawi and He might be dropping by at the office." FINE.
Then another one came in saying "office wear would be great". FINE!!!!Undress, press the shirt and get dress. Again.

So I drove to the office and the moment I stepped in, the guys at the office said "You have to interview him, here's the script". Looking at the scribbles, I almost got a heart attack there and then. Felt like I wanted to crawl into someones' locker and sob and cry. I asked the guys to observe silence for 1 minute so that something like am iracle would happen and the surprise visit would be cancelled. Well me being me, I can't shut up for more than 10 seconds.

To make a long boring story short an interesting, I was saved by a combination of factors and I didn't have to do the interview that might be costing me my job.

Riiiiigggghhhtttt.....

Well anyway, the photo is a photographic evidence that I don't panic for nothing (meaning when I panic, other people should start panicking)!

reflection time

Some people were born rich. Some were not. Some people were brought up in a happy family. Some struggled through neglect and abuse. Some people were spoon-fed with education, some had to drop out of school because of variety of reasons.

Some people have a lot of everything, while some scrape for scraps because they didn't have anything. Some people are happy by nature, others pretend that they are happy when they're not. Some people don't even bother.

Some people got a lot of friends. Some people only have one. Some have none. Some people are thin. Some, not so. Some trying to and some, just let it go. Some people have secrets, some people doesn't, but most; do.

Some people are happy with their life. Some people try to make it better while some don't even want to save themselves. Some people wanna settle down and have children, while some people can't mate in captivity.

Some people want to live until they reached a very ripe old age. Some people live fast and die young, hoping to leave a goodlooking corpse behind. Some people doesn't even have the chance, they were stabbed by someone in a fit of jealousy, or have taken their own lives in a fit of jealousy or by being at the wrong place at the wrong time. While some are still here, wondering, how and when would the end be.

Some people show love by being there, while others don't. Some people even love unconditionally.

Some people need the company of other people. while some don't. Some even pretend that they like the company of people when in reality they don't. Some people barely tolerate it. Some people like to hurt themselves, while some people like to hurt other people, some people doesn't care who they hurt.

Life is short indeed, but, it is wide enough that some got lost along the way.

Erk?

In conjuction with "my new look", I think it's best for me to share the lyric of my favorite song in my own style.

Nothing Compares (to My Hair)

It's been seven hours and fifteen days
Since you took my hair away
I go out every night and sleep all day
Since you took my hair away
Since you been gone I can do whatever I want
I can soap my scalp if I choose
I can use facial cleanser all over my scalp
But nothing
I said nothing can take away these blues
`Cause nothing compares
Nothing compares to the lost of hair blues

It's been so cold up here (pointing at my head) without you (reffering to my hair) here
Like a bird without a song
Nothing can stop these lonely tears from falling
Tell me baby where did I go wrong
I could go shop for wigs but I can't afford the real looking expensive ones
But they'd only remind me of my real hair
I went to the doctor n'guess what he told me
Guess what he told me
He said boy being bald can be fun
You'll have to love your new (lack of) hair-do
But he's a fool
`Cause nothing compares
Nothing compares to my hair

all the flowers that you planted, mama
In the back yard
All died when you went away (cos I'm too busy staring at the mirror looking for new hair growth and didn't have the time to water them, ok, I lied, I poisoned your plants and pluck'em one by one and chop them and burn them)
I know that living with no hair can be sometimes hard (imagine scratching mosquito bites on top of your head, or trying to smack that darn mosquitoes when they land on your bald head)
But I'm willing to give it another try (if you pay me a gadzillion, in US Dollars)
Nothing compares
Nothing compares to my hair
Nothing compares
Nothing compares to my hair
Nothing compares
Nothing compares to my hair

Nothing Compares to You, Originally Sung by my idol and inspiration, Sinead O'connor.