Story from Multiple Eyes

I am going to talk about glass today. No, not the texture of the glass, neither how it was made from sand. I am going to talk about people, context, and its funny correlation with human.

After nearly a quarter of a decade living, I only give up on one thing - human. Every person I met have different perspective; different context. That I can get. What I cannot get is how ignorance people are when they are being given another perspective. So, instead of giving perspective every time, now I mostly hear what other people have to say.

There's three type of people I've met when it comes to perspectives and context.

Those who falls under category #1 is those who embrace knowledges and take it as their glasses are half empty. Once it is about to be at the limit, they change their glasses (or context) to a bigger one so that they can appreciate everything that they just learned. 

Those who falls under category #2 is those who rejected knowledge and are not willing to expand their context (or changing their glasses to a bigger one). Their usual reaction is denial and rejection.

Those who falls under category #3 is the hypocrite. They take something when it gives benefits to them, and they reject something which is an inconvenience for them. But what worst and make them difference than category #2; they have the hearts to use your perspective to backstab you - and gain some advantages over you. That is a real WTF people.

Changes are hard. Changes are challenging. Sometimes we don't see what we do wrong, or what we missed when we let the problems blinded us.

But when people told us about it, take some time to consider the other options. Take some time to weigh in the other perspective. Take some time to  gain your courage to move forward.

Because in life, if you want to grow; you need to learn and face challenges.  

Remember, the glasses were made from sand. They have been heated, processed, and face many things to change them into something shiny and useful. That's the lesson for today. 

Be a glass that's half empty; not a glass that's half full.

I am taking a leaf from Re-arrange and posting a review on a book I read recently.(because I am busy tsk, tsk, so reviewing should not take much time and thoughts. Supposedly. Because my reviews are crappy)

Now lets start. I had just finished then reading the disappointing Pride and Prejudice and Zombies. I find Elizabeth Darcy (my ultimate favorite heroine ever in Story-land next to Anne Shirley and Emily) completely annoying in there.So I look forward to read this book, hoping it would be better.

It started off so beautifully. The presence of zombies and beheadment of those zombies, succubus assassin, powerful demons and then the stories went on ahead with no ending in sight but I am reaching to the back of the book and then I discovered that the story then flails at the end as if the writer do not know what to do with all the characters that he got in his hand. Bah! 

It really seems unfair. Like I said, the start of the stories sounds so promising, every characters seems so awesome. They continue to be awesome, but somehow the end leave me unsatisfied, almost angry that the writer choose to end it in this way. And I have no idea in what way could it be more satisfying. 

Also while the titled character is supposedly the central figure, I never felt like she was. It seems like it is a story of a group of people, coming to meet right at the end of the story. Disappointing I would say, on how the story pans out. Especially the Queen's story. And I kinda am irritated by her too.  She seems so.... unawesome and whiny. I do like Quimby and his zombie servant parts in the book. Those are delightful. But maybe I am just bias.



Dils like zombies in a book, but couldn't find a satisfactory read about zombies yet. She is still crossing her fingers and hoping to find a zombie lore so gore that she will shed a tear of joy.  Dils also writes at witherthorne.blogspot.com

Ini spesel case... Sungai Inki, Kalumpang, Tanjung Malim

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After so much hooha I heard from the first Hot Air Balloon event, I decided to attend the event this year at the last minute. A friend of mine managed to drag me out of my comfortable bed on a nice Saturday afternoon.

The fiesta was held at Precint 2, Putrajaya near Monumen Alaf Baru from 18th to 21st March 2010.  Upon seeing the banner, I cringed.

We arrived at the spot at at 5.15pm and no hot air balloon was visible as all the balloons were still inflated. Only helium balloons of Mickey Mouse and Hello Kitty were everywhere being sold by the street vendors. If I was 20 years younger, I will surely bugged my parents to buy it for me.

Following the throngs of DSLR owner, we get to stand nearby the arena. I choose not to enter the field for Photo Ops as I only owned a P&S camera, not cool enough to mingle with the DSLR owner at the field. Hehehe...

When we arrived, the pilot (as what the DJ pronounced) with their team were firing up the inflated balloons. It was not an easy task, I can assure you. It took about 15 minutes for every balloons to be filled up and we saw the pilot expertly glided the hot air balloons to the sky. It was a pretty sight and for me who loves height and adventure, I feel so jealous of people who can really be up there.

Brilliant colours!

My favourite balloon. Cuteness to the max!

My second favourite balloon.

Looks like an unhappy bald man on a beach vacation.

I love it, but I could not capture any better picture of this balloon.

A helium balloon was trying to steal the limelight. Heheh...

Last picture before I left Putrajaya.

From what I read on the blogosphere, there were many other balloons that were not available that afternoon. I saw pictures of Nescafe mug balloon, Levi's jeans balloons, Darth Vader (OMG!) balloons and many more...

We did not wait until the night show because the arena was too crowded and we were dehydrated.  We left around 7pm before the night show began. Yoda did attend the night show, so if he is nice... he might be sharing some of the fireworks and night show balloons picture next week :P *hint*hint*

I was tempted to get on the hot air balloons, but after seeing that the balloons that was available for public ride were tied to a controlling rope and we can only float for 20-35 meters, I lost my interest.

Will I attend the event next year? Maybe no, because the crowd was overwhelming and  the traffic was so bad (and I did not own a big ass DSLR camera). But, if they let the hot air balloons for public ride to fly free without the rope, I may consider my decision again. Heheh...

I was bored, so I try to find some books to read in my brother's room. I'd never expect that my little brother read Donald Trump book: Never Give Up.

Because I'm bored, I read it. Yeah, I was a fan of The Apprentice but that's about it. To read Trump's book is quite bored for me. My take was "it must contain all the obnoxious stuff the rich man always says.."

Well, while he's quite obnoxious in his own way, I found the book entertaining. At least the way he talked his up and down; how he persevere, how he lost, how he go through the low points... 

It makes him human. Not the rich man. Well, perfectly successful man, I can say. Even though he never go into details on how he failed or how he recovered from the lost, motivationally, this is a good book :)

Just a quote from the book:

I'd recommend you to read it if you are at your lowest down. Some good motivational shit from Donald Trump. ;)

I used to hate Tuesday. Hate 'em. 

When I was in primary school, year after year, I looked at Tuesday timetable, and there it was. My dreaded subject. Maths. Blergh. And it would be double period of that. Jolly fun!  And usually it will be also coupled by a double period of K.H or Pendidikan Jasmani. I hate K.H because, I hate bertukang. I hate to sit in a workshop, I don't like the smell of sawdust. And I hate Pendidikan Jasmani. Yes, I am not a sporty type of person. Even now, I have never played even a half game of netball. God, I hate netball. But what I hate the most is the difficulties to get in and out of our sport clothes while crowding around in the minuscule school toilets and get into our school uniform while we are still sweaty. Yeuch.

Then in secondary school year after year, I looked through my timetables for Tuesday and still found that I will usually have Maths or Add Maths on Tuesday coupled with P.J and subjects that were taught by teacher that I loathe.Even when in uni, I seems to be getting the subjects that I like the least being placed in Tuesday. 

Not helping the matter is the pantang larang my mom, kept on telling me about. Tuesday is a bad day to cut off your nails, its a bad day to cut your hair, its a bad day to start a thing. Basically it is a bad day. 

There was once a spotcheck at school, you know when all the nosy pengawas will see if you have long fingernails or are wearing your kain dalam or have love bites at the neck, and I was caught with long fingernails. They provided a nail clipper and forced us to clip it there and then, and I was in the verge of tears resisting to clip off my fingernails because it is Tuesday and I believed if I clip off my fingernails a thunderbolt will come crashing down from a clear sky and smite me dead on the spot. The pengawas of course thought I was bluffing and being silly, and forced me nonetheless while looking incredulously at me. I cut it off and went about the day fearing that something awful had or will happened and I will suffer the consequences. Of course nothing happened, but I was never convinced.

So whenever Tuesday came, I usually start the day with dread and goes about the day listlessly, heaving a big sigh when I came to the end of the day feeling like I had escaped something dreadful but still thinking it was an awful day.

Nowadays, I viewed Tuesday as any other day. Maybe because I have a new hated day which is Monday. For the obvious reason. Nothing dreadful seems to happen on Tuesday nowadays, workload will come and go no matter the day. At least there is no Maths now? And the pantang larang for Tuesday , tak boleh potong kuku or hair, I never know the reason and never thought of asking. Many never heard of such things and looking through the internet, there is no mention of this superstition but still if I want to cut my hair or clip my nails, well, there is always another day. 

And as for this writing schedule, when I had been selected at random to write on Tuesday. I just raised my eyebrows at that. Hmmmmm.....

Dils write here on other day: witherthorne.blogspot.com. She only love the weekend, and any other day if steak is involved. Don't ask why she included steaks. Lunch consisting of tuna sandwich must be not enough.

Hrmmm...let me see. Well, I have lots to say but I will try to keep it simple. I promise.

Am a business planner by accident, an IT graduate by mistake and a dreamer by choice. A shy persona; I don’t talk to stranger except when I really need to, I don’t camwhore, I don’t karaoke. A die-hard fan of Liverpool FC, aficionado of Japanese drama and an avid Internet surfer. Quite rational at times though sometimes I do live with emotions on my sleeve, a major weeper at it. A cynic, a realist, a procrastinate, lazy bum at best. I dig cute girls especially Japanese girls, heavenly foods and good companion. I want to live an easy life but so far life never allowed me to do that. *sigh*

I love to ramble about corporate and business stuff, football especially Mighty Reds of Anfield, Japanese drama, JPop, JRock, Japanese girls and my life as a business planner. Sound grande? Yeah, pretty much grande title but that's the only thing grande about it. The job is shitty, the pay is so-so and the satisfaction is marvelous. Yes, I love this shitty job! I'm freaking love it! Ha ha ha.

My other blog could be found at Chalk & Cheese. I'm a walking contradiction of myself. I write useless things there that amuse me, I wonder how could I think that I could do better here? Geez.

What smells like your job IS your job.

I love the quote. Why? Cause I believe all of us accountable for who we are. Accountability. Big word, even bigger when it comes to shouldering it. Most often than not, people try to avoid being in the position with lots of accountability. It wasn't easy but apparently people forget about the accountability once they move up in their career ladder due to monetary rewards that come with it. Money speaks more than responsibility. People are so into money that they eventually forget with responsibility that come with position they crave. Some of them even back stab, kill, burn and talk bad about people just to get to where they desired.

However, they should know that when they stand before GOD, they just can't lie themselves that what they do is the right thing. Things that are wrong stay wrong no matter how you spin the truth of it, it's just how you live with it that make a different.

In corporate world, people preaching alot of being accountable however in the same world, there are tons of people running away from accountability. I saw it and I didn't like it one bit.

So, I do what I do best. I keep accountable for what I do. I have to admit that not all the time that I was right, however I accountable for every decision that I made. Almost all of it. Me ain't saint. Ha ha ha.

So people, if something smells like your job...just do it. It might get you rewarded for it if you keep doing it. If you're making a decision, live with it. At least try. Ha ha.

Urrghh...I feel it's getting longer than it should. My bad. Too heavy for an introduction? Live with it. :)

p/s: Did I say simple? Nah...forget bout it. I could never be simple.

Hi, I am your Thursday girl. Okay, I know it is a lame introduction :P

I am quite bad at making any good first impression. I am also bad at making introduction. Especially when I am bogged down with works and my appraisal is coming tomorrow.

My writings will always linger around my emotions and many things that happened around me. You can't expect this lady to write anything serious nor anything technical even though she spend 5 years of her life doing engineering. You can expect posting about the latest fashion, hangout places, foods and any girly stuff from me. I hope sometimes along the way, I can figure out what really is my genre in writing.

I should introduce myself in this post right? So here it is.

I am a recovering compulsive shopper, a food lover and a constant rambler. A national oil & gas company executive slave by day but a dreamer at heart. Always on the emotional rollercoaster, as you may observe from my emotionally induced post in the future. 

Updating my own personal blog have been a nightmare these last few months. But, I hope that I can write every Thursday on this blog. Good luck to myself!

P/s: [re-arrange], Edward Cullen may be a fag, but I love that glittering fag okay? Hahaha...


I have no doppelganger, no second identity. I wrote all my incoherent ramblings at sorayazainal.blogspot.com whenever I feel like killing someone. No, this is not a signature... I just feel that Dils and [re-arrange]'s small and italic paragraph underneath their posts are interesting :P

because vampires doesn't shine like Edward Cullen. And I can't tolerate those girls who hide their horniness when they see shining things like that. They even got the balls to say he's cute?

For God sake that's not a vampire!! Just admit that you're wet seeing a shining thing!

Oh y halo thar! Sorry for the ramblings at the start of Wednesday. The middle of the week seems to trigger a lot of random babbling from me. It's the day of many tasks to be done, and supposed to be a busy day, aight?

Worry not, I'm here to ruin your day. He He He.

I am a technical person by career and seems like my life is shaping up around those computerized stuffs. Yet, I am not that enthusiastic or updated about computers; and I don't know anything about photography if you asked me. 

I also hate being asked questions about computers or which laptops are the best in the market now. Still, I'll try to write what I saw in the network if I found something amusing.

My real passion are books, CSI, death, mysteries, and psychology. I might be your crazy Doc Psycho in here, so bare with me. You see, the crazy thing is I have my own blog and sometimes I can't even update my own blog. Why the hell that I agree at the first place to write here?

Oh, friends persuasion me guess. 

Now, back to the topic: Why does the girls cum when they see a shining gay vampire?  

Edward Cullen is a fag. Agreed? 

Well, I am going to be really fast in writing this because I am chasing several deadlines for today. Ugh.

Since this is an introductory post, we will start slow. And I am contradicting myself.

The thing is, a new blog is like breaking out a new friend. You know, you meet someone and you can't really know how to act around that person. If we should tell all, or if that friend is comfortable with some really dirty jokes, if that person think AF is the best thing ever ( I am telling you if I meet a person who said they love AF and they are a huge fan, its a deal breaker for me). Basically if that friend is going to a be a long term friend,  the friend someone we can tell our problems to or just for laugh. And yes, I do believe there are friends that are only good for laugh and friends that are good for telling problems but is such dead bore to have fun with.

So what I meant as above is, what kinda info/bullshits I will tell to the world at this particular space and what kind of reactions both of us will be having?

I am hoping I will find out and in the meantime we will bumble around testing to see what is comfortable and what is not and see what suits us.

And so friends, everything you wants to know about me is something I will divulge along the way. Because saying Fact A and Fact B are very matter in fact and I wish to not be matter in fact this morning, because I have several deadlines that deals in fact I have to chase. Bah!

I would like however to highlight that I really like these stuffs. Books, TVs, Celebrities Gossip, Movies, Movies with Zombies in it, Zombies, Book with Zombies in it, Kitties., Food, Travel and Bashing people that pisses me off. So I may talk extensively about these things.

I also would like to know, what you guys want to hear about, aside from the usual nonsense I sputtered about at my own personal blog?

Later people.

About Me

- Been blogging for the past 3-4 years, averaging around 1 post per month :D
- Forex trader by day, a lovely and caring husband by night (the role can be switched around).
- Author of Monochromatic Stains, personal blog, 'rojak' theme.
- Will post mainly related to self-employed work, including some tips on how to make some side income. Or maybe some music as well.
- Loves Ramly Burger and hates answering phone from unknown number.

Post #001 - Monday Blues

Hate Monday Blues? No, I don't but maybe you do lol. And no, that is not a blues band. Hating to wake up on Monday morning is a norm, unless that Monday happened to be a public holiday. Why? Because PROCRASTINATION that's why. You eagerly leave all the work on Friday, getting ready for the coming 2 days of relaxing known as Weekends, and having the 'Oh shit' moment on Monday morning.

How to beat that hateful weekly tragedy? There are some tips by googling, but for those without the ability to hit that url, I'm sharing some.

1) Sleep in some extra hour/minutes on Monday mornings. If you're in the case of 'WTF I HAVE TO WAKE UP AT 7AM NO COMPROMISE OR ELSE TRAFFIC JAMS / PACKED LRT / whatnot', try packing everything on Sunday nights (docs, lappy) so that you can steal some minutes of sleep.

2) Hop out of bed and straight to the shower! No point pulling up your blanket, Monday exists no matter how hard you try to deny that.

3) Pull the curtains and enjoy morning sunlight. It can help reset your body clock for the rest of the week.

4) Exercise or coffee or both. Endorphins from exercise and caffeine from coffee are feel good 'drugs' for mornings.

5) Anticipate your Monday morning on Friday afternoon. Fight the temptation to race away from a messy desk. Clean up your desk and leave yourself a to-do list to make Monday morning a little more tolerable.

You're not the only one having this illness on Monday morning. There are millions out there feeling the same, including your boss. Try to think of something good that will happen at work later, and it maybe lift your mood a bit.



A cute girl treatment for your Monday morning sickness (not 'that' sickness)

Credit : ehow.com