Yesterday, we went to Nilai Memorial Park to visit grandfather. As usual, we had to get up like extra early so that it doesn't get too hot when we're busy cleaning the grave later. By 7.30am, there must've been like hundreds of people there already:

First stop was of course the temple.

After that, we proceeded to clean my grandfather's grave. Here's a picture of my grandfather's "house". As you can see, he lived past 80 years old... And the "funny" thing bout my family is that... my grandfather has 3 different surnames: Lai, Loi and Lee. All my uncles and aunties have different surnames. Like how we're Lai, but my auntie's Loi and so forth.

After that, we made a detour to visit my grandparents (mother's side)... an annual affair too.

Here's a picture of my favourite grandfather... the one who used to call me "maemee" in teochew. Of all my grandparents, I like him the most and I was told that I was also one of his favourite grandchildren. His death came as a shock and for sometime, it was hard to accept that he will forever be gone. I remembered dreaming bout him once. Everything seemed so real that when I got up knowing that it was all but just a dream, I cried uncontrollably. After so many years, I still think of him occasionally and that's how much I miss him.

Dear "gong gong"... may you rest in peace...

P.S. "maemee" is pronounced as "may + mi" not "mar mee" not "mam my" and definitely not "meow mee". You can criticise me but DO NOT ridicule the name that my "gong gong" gave me. Just like how "gong gong" has a special place in my heart, the name that he gave me will forever have a special meaning in my life. Thank you.

Warning: Crude post ahead. Not for those with chicken hearts and definitely not for those who are below 18 years old. Scramble off NOW if you're one!

I was super pissed off this morning with a colleague of mine.
First thing first, I'm not even close to her.
So when she asked me bout my bonus, I said it was good.

But from then on, everytime she sees me, she says:
YOU must buy lunch!
At first I ignored her but she kept repeating herself!
Worst still, she happily popped by my place this morning and said:
SOMEBODY MUST BUY LUNCH!!!
And proceeded to tell the same thing to my colleague:
SHE MUST BUY LUNCH!!!

I was so damn pissed off that I had to grip the table to deliver this note with enough sarcasm.
So in a low voice and with a deadly stare, I said:
Why must I buy you lunch? (pause)
I worked my ass off for my own bonus. (pause)
What have you done that warrants the lunch? (pause)
Did you play any role in helping me complete my tasks? (raised eyebrow at her)
Then gave her a really sweet smile...

I got the reaction I wanted. She was struck dumb for a few seconds!
But she recovered and said: Joking la... yor...

Now this is what I don't understand...

I get good bonus and therefore I need to buy you lunch???
Who the fuck are you???
Don't you know that this is what they call the PERFORMANCE bonus???
If you are an incompetent bitch at work and your bonus sucks, is that my problem???

So if I am rich and you are poor...
Am I OBLIGATED to donate my wealth to you???

Back to the same question:
WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE... YOU GREEDY BITCH!!!
I SPEND MY MONEY THE WAY I CHOOSE TO AND YOU HAVE NO FUCKING RIGHT TO DEMAND ANYTHING FROM ME.
NOW BUGGER OFF ALREADY!

My eyesight has been blur the past few weeks. Not sure if it's because of lethargy or if the "lasik" effects are wearing off given that I'm forever in front of my laptop.

FYI... I got my "lasik" done last year. I just got up one fine day and decided that I've had enough of contact lenses. Given my working hours, I have my contacts on for over 8 hours nearly every day. And of cos, this is bad for the eyes... and they are forever dry or sore (from infections).

So I happily drove to Optimax in TTDI to get my eyes checked and after a series of tests, I was told that my corneas are suitable for the "lasik" operation. I then proceeded to set a date and drove home again (still in a jovial mood).

On the day of the operation, I was suddenly scared but I told myself that I was doing the right thing and forced myself to carry on...

• I was given a set of hospital gown to change into which was kinda weird, considering that they will only be operating my eyes...?
• Then I was ushered to this machine where they had to mark my cornea with a marker... I was supposed to open my eyes wide without blinking... but it was rather uncomfortable cos everytime they put a dot, I'll blink out of reflex... (and I think they marked like 5 dots on each eye)
• After that, I was led into this semi dark operating theater and was asked to lie down on a chair that was rather similar to those at the dentists...
• The minute I lied down, tears started raining down my cheeks cos they had this blinding spotlight on!
• Out of no where, someone just came and pulled my eyelids (both upwards and downwards) and had them TAPED... and of cos I couldn't close or blink my eyes after that...
• Then someone else came to "wash" my eyes non-stop...
• At the same time, the doctor guided my view gently towards green light that I was supposed to focus on for 30 seconds (had difficulty focusing with one eye covered and the other one taped)
• During the time, I was warned not to squeeze my eyes or move them...
• Then the doctor proceeded to cut out a circular like shape on my cornea to form a flap...
• All was ok until the laser process started...
• The green light that I was focusing on... turned red and along with it, there was this burnt smell! It was as if they were cooking my eyeballs!
• Once that was done... they closed the cornea flap back... and walla, next eye!

The minute I got out of the room, my eyesight was already showing improvements... but an hour after that, they hurt like hell. I kept tearing (even with my sunglasses on) until a point where it was just too painful to open them... everything just seemed so bright... way too bright for my sensitive eyes that my bf had to guide me (like how one would guide a blind man).

But after a looooong nap... my eyes felt ok... (then again my parents dimmed all the lights)... That night, I stood at a distance in front of my house clock... although I could see the numbers, they were still rather blur...

The following morning, I got up to a perfect clear view of my surroundings without having to scramble for my glasses! At that moment, I felt like the luckiest person on earth! But to be doubly sure, I stood in front of the same clock once again and at the same distance as the night before... only this time, I could see all the numbers clearly!

Well, that has been over 6 months now... and my check up is due soon... :)

Hmmm... I'm kinda happy today...

For the past 2 days, I've been away from work to attend an external training.
Today was the final day and we were told that there will be an exam of 25 questions.
Passing mark was set at 72% which meant that one cannot have more than 7 questions wrong.
If one fails the exam, he/she will be given only the certificate of attendance.
Plus, the result will be posted back to our Human Resource.
Likewise, if one passes the exam, he/she will be given an additional cert.

Needless to say... everyone was kinda "kan chiong"...
I mean... when was the last time you ever sat for an exam la right!
But it was getting late and everyone was anxious to leave...
So when the guy asked us how much time was required for revisions...
Everyone said 5 minutes!

But guess what???
Out of the 7 people who attended the training...
Everyone failed the exam except me!
I got 84% and most of my colleagues only got about 60%!

Although this meant nothing, I'm still happy lor...
No harm to "syiok sendiri" la right... hehehehe...

Note:
Am not suggesting that my colleagues are dumb k...
They are smart professionals in reality plus
(1) The questions were really tricky
(2) Everyone was sleepy at 5 in the evening

So ya... today's a happy day aaaaannnnnddddd I get to have an additional cert to my collections! Hoohoo...

Today, we visited our grandmother's grave which is located all the way in Kuala Pilah, Negeri Sembilan. We started our journey 6am this morning. By 8.30am, we were already at Kuala Pilah town for breakfast. All was OK until my 8 years old niece said: "Everybody here is named Kee one...?". Puzzled, I took a look at the signages - Foon Kee, Ming Kee, Sing Kee:

We even had wanton mee here at Pang Kee *chuckles*:

Then it was another 30min drive before we reach the cemetery:

After about an hour being under the scorching hot sun... sweeping and cleaning the tomb, grandmother's grave is finally "cleaned" with 'lalang' all cleared. We then began the custom offering of food, tea, wine, joss sticks so that grandmother can enjoy the feast:


After praying and burning paper accessories, it was time to hit the road to journey back to KL. We only reached KL at 2pm... a full 8 hours since the time we started out this morning and boy was it tiring!

Next week we will be cleaning my grandfather's grave but this time nearer... at Nilai Memorial Park. And that's Qing Ming for us Chinese.

Makes one wonders if our ancestors could really receive the items we 'sent'. But I guess so la, else this tradition wouldn't have lived on till now...

[11.42pm] P.S. Not sure if my brain is fuzzy from the overdose of naps today... but I've been staring at my laptop for the past hour feeling down and low... It suddenly dawned upon me that my life now is like a ship that has suddenly lost its bearings in the middle of a vast ocean... Tho I'm really not sure why I'm feeling this way... this surely is a sad feeling... being forlorn... lost... and hopeless.... Sigh...

The weirdest/funniest conversation took place between me and my female colleague today. We were in the midst of waiting for another colleague when some guy stood in front of us:

Guy: Who are you gals waiting for?
Us: Colleague A, she has gone in to get some stuff...
Guy: Oh ok, you gals are with her huh...

Then when he walked past us, he patted my back and I went O_o WTF???!!! Who is that guy??? He just patted my back... Then we started this conversation:

Me: You know... the other day, I was at this festival... as I was walking pass a crowd, somebody tickled my ass!
Colleague: What? Tickled?
Me: Ya... such a bastard right...
Colleague: (Laughed for a full 10 seconds) You know... that's because you have no ass... else he would've groped you... instead he tickled you... (then proceeded to laugh like a mad hyena)
Me: Dumbass...
Colleague: Ya, ya... I know... I have a big ass so I'm groped like all the time... but tickled? Wahahahahahahaha...

Some people really have no sympathy you know... pui!

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This morning, I reached office at 6.45am... damn terror right... kekekekeke... Am amazed at myself for being able to wake up so early (am not a morning person at all) but aiii... since the roads will be closed for the police rehearsal... no choice lor...

The thing is... I'm kinda bad with directions... half the time I ended up taking wrong turns and turn a 30min drive into a 90min one so I usually only stick to the routes I know (which is not many). Of the many many years I worked here... I've taken the same route day in day out... so when I heard about the police rehearsal and road closure, I was worried lor... and thus had to get up extra early to go to work...

Nevertheless, the drive to work was super relaxing this morning... roads were clear, sky still dark, nice songs on the radio... so nice!!! I should strive to do this more often...

See... the roads are practically empty!

17-March... 10 years ago on this date... I met my bf when I started college. I was only 18 years old then! To commensurate this anniversary, thought I'd just share some photos from before (my older self... hehehehe)...

1999 (I was in my final year then at 20 years old)

2001 (Ditched specs at 22 years old)

2002 (Rebonded hair for the first time when I was 23... point of no return ever since)

2003 (A blondie at 24 years old)

2004 (At 25 years old, first trip with the parents)

2005 (Sported fringe at 26 years old)

2006 (Permed hair for the first time but can't find a pict of us together)

2007 (Now at 28 years old... getting old...)

Looking back I must say, he's the childhood friend that saw me mature from an innocent, nerdy geek to who I am today... So to Mr. Ong ar... Happy 10th Anniversary!!!

I hate to be a biatch but this occasion calls for a RANT! A LOUD ONE in fact.

You see... In our team, there's this designated photographer. Everytime we celebrate any of the team members' birthdays or if we have special lunches or special dinners, she's the assigned one to take photographs... Let's call her LightningCam...

There was this once, a few of us from the team were required to submit our group photo to be included in the internal newsletter. All our shots were nicely taken (again by LightningCam)... but since we had some extra time (at the location we were at), somebody casually mentioned that LightningCam should take impromptu candid shots of us so that we appear relaxed and casual! So LightningCam just stood in front of us while we were yakking away and out of a sudden, said OK... Without us noticing, she had taken like 1,000 photos of us talking and laughing animatedly. Needless to say, none of those "candid" shots were selected to be included in the newsletter. It was the nicely planned ones that were shortlisted.

BUT...

Ever since that incident, LightningCam started taking "candid" photos at EVERY DAMN function. The best part was, LightningCam would silently walk around holding her camera and when we're ready to pose, she has completed her photo taking sessions.

Today, she sent out 2 1/2 emails to the team:

• The first one was colleague A's birthday - 14MB of photos (already zipped)
• The second one was colleague B's birthday - a whopping 85MB of photos (again zipped)
• By the time she sent the 3rd one... all of us were already screaming and cursing... Why? Cos (1) Our mailbox was immediately full (2) Our laptops hung while trying to save the super large file (3) LightningCam sent us an SMS saying that our mailbox was FULL when we were desperately trying to save and delete her super big ass mails!!!

After the crazy hassle of trying to save those whopping big files... I opened them one by one and boy was I NOT surprised to see that the photos were all taken without any of us posing for the camera! Out of the thousands of photos that LightningCam took, none really stood out... So don't you think this calls for a LOUD RANT? Sigh...

Here are some sample photos taken by LightningCam... there's 2 versions of me pushing the chair and let me assure you that I did it at a NORMAL pace... which could only mean that LightningCam's camera takes 1,000 shots at a minute:

Here's another one:

Sigh...

I felt so damn guilty. This year, I told myself that I would be more prudent with my money and that I would stop spending unnecessarily. But shit! I got myself a new camera on Sunday... yet another impulse purchase.

I've been having lots of problems with my Olympus Mju Mini ever since I dropped it during an elephant ride in Bangkok... Everytime I try to on my camera, the stupid lens would pop in and out by itself (misalignment somewhere... from the drop). At times, I have to on and off at least 4 times before I could use it.

So when I came across the camera promotion at Low Yat on Sunday, I casually went over to look see look see... and instantly I was sold!

Got the Canon IXUS 850 IS at a steal deal (I think)...
At RM1,380 it comes with a whole load of goodies:
- Free 2GB memory card (2GB ok... can take over a 1,000 photos)
- Free leather case (unlike the Mju Mini before that came with a cloth pouch)
- Free metal strap (damn cool man)
- Free screen protector (worth RM69)
- Free tripod (not gonna use it but heck, it's free)

So anyway... learning how to use it now... The first few photos I took was grainy... cos I accidentally set the ISO to 1600 which was apparently meant for night shots... (Below: Picture of my cool colleagues... MBA fellas... lemme know if interested... hehe).

So does that mean that I need to adjust the scene mode everytime I take a picture??? So much work meh? Susah-nya...

For the past 2 days, the newspapers had been reporting stories of super achievers in SPM... Gone were the days where 8As are considered damn good! Nowadays, students sit for as many as 16 papers. SIXTEEN k not six... S-I-X-T-E-E-N.

Whenever I come across news or articles like this, I thank god that I was born earlier for really, I simply cannot imagine myself sitting for so damn many papers... I mean, what sort of subjects are those anyway??? When I was in Form 5... I remembered only the following subjects:

(01) BM
(02) Eng
(03) Maths
(04) Add Maths
(05) Bio
(06) Physics
(07) Chemistry
(08) History

At most hor, ppl take additional subjects like:
(09) 1119
(10) Econs
(11) Accounts

That's all I think... what about the balance 5 subjects?
- Moral ar?
- Pendidikan Jasmani ar?
- Pendidikan Islam ar?
- Seni or sth ar?
- Geography ar?

WTF??? Is this how the younger generations are trained to think? The more As the better? Is this the new vision for "kuli-kulum" 2020... for students to be the "kuli" of education?

It was one of those hot Saturday afternoon where nothing beats being a couch potato with air-cond on full blast. I wasn't watching anything in particular but came across this old mandarin speaking movie (starring "Ti Lung"). The movie was a thorough shock to the mind... that after 3 days, I can still remember the gory details:

Plot
About this military trainer who were newly recruited to train a bunch of lazy soldiers. Not only were these soldiers lazy, they were into all form of vices: prostitution, gambling, drinking etc etc. So when he came, he whipped them real hard and eventually they turned over a new leaf. But the new change was not welcomed by the local thug who also owns the prostitute and gambling houses. After several warnings and pressure from his superiors, the trainer decided to revoke his command in barring all soldiers from vices.

But then hor, by then the soldiers were all very "guai" already and instead of performing immoral activities, they prefer playing "tarik tali" in the camp. So this angered the local thug even more... now comes to gory bit:

This local thug has a close connection to one of the powerful eunuch. So as a revenge, they abducted this local trainer's son by force and named him one of the potential young eunuch to be castrated. Poor boy was locked in a dungeon where 2 "ah gua" looking males castrate them one by one. When the local trainer went to see his son, they performed a sample castration in front of him. Altho they didn't specifically show how and where they cut... it was gory enough...

• One boy is to be castrated at one time
• There's this wooden plank that they are tied to (with metal chains)
• And they are striped naked
• A fat white candle is then inserted into the poor boy's mouth... so that there is something for him to bite on to prevent him from accidentally biting off his own tongue (after the whole ordeal, the candle remains were all over the boy's body in a pool of shit like liquid - too much pressure from biting)
• Then the "ah gua" will hold on to his private part and poooooop, blood scatters everywhere followed by a loooooooong wail from the poor boy and he's considered castrated

So anyway, the poor local trainer went and begged the eunuch to release his only son and needless to say, he was turned down immediately. But then that's when the local thug came in and said that he will release the trainer's son provided that this local trainer resigns from his post and leave the town forever. The trainer agreed immediately but there was another condition! His son will only be returned to him 4 days later at an inn (out of town) to prevent him from rebelling. Unfortunately 4 days later, when they returned his son, his son was already castrated.

So mad with fury, he went into town and started his killing spree all along looking for the bad local thug. They proceeded to fight and fight with blood splattering all over and things being broken along the way. But in the end, the trainer gave the local thug his own medicine...

• First he broke all the bones in his body
• Then he dragged him to the dungeon where his son was castrated
• After tying him to the wooden plank, he aimed his sword at the thug's private part
• By now, the poor thug was already screaming and begging away
• And eventually started peeing in his pants
• But the trainer did what he set out to do, he castrated the thug himself

Along the story, they also showed how prostitutes were abused:

• Prostitutes were forced to drink some herbal concoction to abort their child, regardless of whether they consent or not
• Or how they were beaten, raped and killed when they angered the local thug

So anyway, all in all I would say that this movie fits the 18PL category perfectly. In fact if there is a rating of 10 for violence, sex and the combination of both, this movie will get 10 out of 10 and would most probably rank no.1. Definitely not a movie for the entire family and definitely not something I want to watch again!

The dumbest thing happened today...

• Colleague: Sth sth bout YY...
• Me: While you're at it, maybe you could evaluate YY. You won't be going back so soon right, can we like have a short discussion after this... I'm going for a meeting now
• Colleague: Oh ok... you can send me all the stuff and I'll take a look at it
• Me: OK (In my heart, I was thinking: Wah not bad... pretty efficient)

But halfway through the meeting, the same colleague called:

• Colleague: I really need to escalate this to you. The MM folks went ahead and presented XX and it was approved without the new YY component. Now they have the chit to tell me to stay back and get it done for them tonight. I really can't do it. I got project A, B, C, D and E...

Halfway along the line, I've already suspected that he was trying to call his boss but accidentally called me instead... so I calmly said: Hi (colleague's name). I think you've got the wrong number. This is (my name)...

• Colleague: - S . I . L . E . N. C . E - (Proceeded to talk as if he meant to call me all along) I hope you understand... I'm really very tied up... I got project A, B, C, D and E...
• Me: I totally understand. You could've told me earlier and I would understand it. Don't have to resort to escalating unnecessarily...
• Colleague: I'll try to see if I can finish it on Monday for you...
• Me: It's ok. I'll update my boss on this. Anyhow, I've already gotten what I need for this. But since this is an additional component I thought it would be good if your team takes a look at it first, but no worries... I have sufficient $$... so it's ok...
• Colleague: Proceeded to blah blah blah about how tied up he was

Now what I don't like is this:

• If you have an issue - be a MAN! Raise it there and then! I'm not you! I dunno how you think or how you function and besides, this falls under your scope and I'm just following the process. Don't be a cry baby running to your boss for nothing!
• Be HONEST you scumbag! Did I say I wanted it tonight? Did I ask you to stay back? My meeting was at 4.30pm... work ends 6pm... Did I ask you to stay back? You must be suffering from some chronic deafness or something?
• Don't PRETEND to be efficient when you're not! You're just a fucking lazy ass with a big title and an even bigger empty brain!

Now isn't that the dumbest thing???

Hmmm... I was searching high and low for a file earlier when I came across this:


Those were the gadgets that I used to own for the past 6 or 7 years... on an average, each phone lasts about 6 months... hehehehehe... but that was long ago... now I'm different or rather, this year I aim to be different. Instead of spending on gadgets, think I'd save up for more holidays! Hehehehe...

But ahem... might as well update on the other gadgets that I own la right... Not a lot la...

OSIM uZap
When it first launched... I told myself I MUST have it... I mean, how can anyone not see that this is the key to every women's desire of staying shapely... OSIM should probably hire me to copy write for them man... e.g.:

Sick and tired of being labeled a fat ass? Fret no more... with uZap, ZAP your tummy 10 times a day for 365 days for a brand new slimmer you...

• Are you suffering from low self esteem and low morale? Overly conscious of what others think of you? Shape your saggy ass with OSIM uZap now. Zap it every day and night for the perky ass you've always wanted!

And I must say, my "dream" came true... Got this as a gift on Valentine's Day last year and how many times have I used it? Hehehehe... ya you probably guessed it right... less than 10 times and now... it has a permanent spot in my cupboard :P

OGAWA Eye & Brain Relaxer
This is another one of those massaging machine that my bf bought me. It's called an eye & brain relaxer. But everytime I use it, the areas around my eyes itch. And after a few times, I self deduced that I could be allergic to it and ahem... it now lies in one of the chest drawers.


Abtronic
I bought this out of impulse as I was lazing around watching SmartShop. Some wonderful slimming belt that could help tone your abdomen and works wonder. And knowing SmartShop, the models that they used and the testimonials from fatso-s around the world made it sound damn convincing so ya... I was conned. You need to use water-based gel with this damn thing. Else you'd risk electrocuting yourself k!

Sony Ericsson K800i. This is the phone that I'm using now. Nearly all the photos here are snapped using this phone... thanks to the powerful 3.2MP CyberShot. And because it's from Sony Ericsson, I think it's damn intelligent. Plus I can post straight to Blogger from this phone and it has a search powered by Google. Hehehehe... I've promised my family that I will not waste anymore money on phones... so... I guess I'll be using this phone for a longgggggggg time more... 0_*

For the first time in the past 2 weeks, I left work at 6pm sharp. I've been skipping yoga lessons like mad cos I had been extremely busy at work. But since the teacher text me yesterday and the fact that my yoga mat is full of dust, I thought I should continue my lessons.

So anyway... when I went there... I was surprised to note that all my other classmates were no longer there... instead, they were replaced by a new bunch of aunties...

5min before the class starts, we were supposed to meditate - think: cross legged, backs straight, eyes closed... but as I was meditating, I heard this LOUD conversation (nabeh ah... don't they know they're not supposed to talk so damn much in classes?)

• Auntie A: Aiyar... you know ar... I've gained like 1kg from CNY. Ate too much la... So easy to gain but so difficult to loose
• Auntie B: Go swimming la... swimming is a good way of losing weight what...
• Auntie A: Swimming??!!! Dowan la... so troublesome... must wear swim suit, must wear cap and put sun block... then after swimming, skin will be dry... also must slap on lotion, then hair also damage cos you know... chlorine... then must shower and change... aiyer so mafan la... too bad yoga can't help you loose weight
• At that point, the conversation steered towards hair!

If you ask me hor... Auntie A... here's the advise for you:

• Refrain eating like a pig. Simply because it's the year of pig, it's doesn't mean that you have to be one...
• If you failed to do the above, niarrrrmind. Starve yourself silly... Talking about it in class will not bring you anywhere. Plus, you stupid bitch, you are disturbing the concentration of other people in class
• Take your lessons seriously. Teacher ask you to do then you do k... nobody asked you for your opinion and nobody cares about your opinions... so shut the fuck up and BEND baby BEND!!!

Maybe I overused my energy to concentrate in class yesterday cos I was so exhausted that by 10pm, I was already sleeping. Sigh...

Semalam-dalam-sejarah.

I was in this monthly work-in-progress meeting with one of our top most management... actually the 2nd most powerful man in the entire company (and mind you, my company has over 3,000 employees... so much so that we had to book an entire exhibition hall to host our annual dinner).

So anyway... of the many years I worked here, I've never been addressed by my name by this top gun. At most he'd grunt "good" after our presentation.

But yesterday, he called me by my name! He knows my name! My name you know! Hooohooooo... Although this doesn't mean anything (as in I'm not being promoted or being awarded extra money etc etc) but still I was so damn happy! There was about 30 of us and he called me by my name!

Hehehe...

This morning started off rather badly. Out of the blue, the secretary forwarded the entire team a meeting scheduler at 9.55am (meeting was scheduled at 10am). There wasn't even any agenda on the meeting but since we were asked to attend, OK lor...

But guess what?

As the big boss came in, she looked at us and said:
Boss: Are we all in the same meeting?
Us: Ya, we were asked to attend. Apparently you told us to... Is this a team meeting or something?
Boss: NO! So ok, you guys can leave

Nabeh ar... it's not like we wanna barge into your meeting k... we were ASKED to attend. Such a waste of time and hey, you could have done it with a bit more tact but noooooooooo... you're the boss so we shouldn't care HOW you said it... but should just take the message and move on right???!!! Fcuk man!

Last week, I fetched my parents to Mid Valley to shop for a new TV. The battle was between a plasma TV and a LCD TV. My parents did all the questioning and asking cos honestly, all TVs look the same to me. In fact, I was happily enjoying myself at the refrigerator section... I mean, fridge these days are so damn cool with so many functions...

In the end, my parents bought a 42-inch plasma TV and on Friday, it was delivered to our house together with a free DVD player. Check out the TV... damn cool eh:

And the best part? I inherited the 34-inch TV and our old DVD player! Hoohooo.... and that means, I can watch Korean dramas in my room till my eyes fall out... muahahahaha (when I have the time). So ya... am gonna go TV rack shopping today!

Update: There, got a nice looking rack that matches the colour scheme of my cupboard and chest drawer. Come to think of it, plasma TVs are so much slimmer and nicer than the older generation TVs like this one here, so damn bulky but hey, I ain't complaining! Hehehe...