Perhaps I am born with a good nature. Perhaps I am just too soft hearted. Years back when I was a teenager, if someone sets to make me angry, disappointed or sad, my mind is dead set in making the culprit the evil overlord. Revenge would be the first thing on my mind and I would do it till all of his/her weakness meet with my ferocious monster.

But now it is totally different. Whatever injustice the person has done to me instead of feeling angry, I’d just smile it off be left with a feeling of emptiness and loneliness. Sure I have my lovely family to support me and luckily on they I can count on.

Others whom I have bothered with caring affection has disappointed me. Why is it always I have to understand them why none bothered to understand me? It’s funny how many times I’ve been made a fool of, I never did learn my lesson.

If being with me as a friend or just having me around is too much of a hassle, then tell me and walk away. I don’t mind, at least I know where I stand. But it just doesn’t happen that way. Don’t make me look and feel I’m the idiot in all the mess. Haizzz…

In the end, I get hurt all over again and the cycle of hurt continues. Perhaps it is better being in isolation than having people who are hypocrites.

It’s the end of the June holiday in Singapore and its a good thing I’m not commuting between Singapore and Malaysia. I shudder to think of the jam in the CIQ with Singaporeans trying to head back home amass with the daily commuters.

This June I didn’t plan nor have I gone to anywhere that is considered as a holiday. Work does this to me and I’m proud of my achievement and the sales I brought into the company’s coffer. It is never easy to be single-handedly doing the sales and marketing of the company’s product.

However that doesn’t mean I am not craving for a good holiday. There were plenty of travel packages slashing across the newspapers especially with the upcoming Travel Matta Fair. Branson vacation packages is quite reasonable but I’d rather head out to Solo, Indonesia and do my sight seeing there.

Anyway today marks the one year anniversary of Prince of Pop’s death. I love his music, performances and his love to do charity. Unfortunately the stress of critics, self-esteem and paparazzi killed him. Taken from one of his songs, Gone Too Soon. Michael you gone too soon.

In all of my life I have never gotten anything so expensive in my life, especially for a handphone. Last Wednesday I finally gotten a new handphone to replace my old Motorola L6.

Actually I do have other phones prior to the Motorola but all of them have went to the ICU and the latest one was robbed off from me. Back to the phone my Sony Ericsson Elm.

The Pink one is what I had chosen. It looks much better than the normal black. It cost me Rm849 inclusive of 2Gb micro card. But it was worth it.

Specification:

• GSM/GPRS/EDGE 850/900/1800/1900
• UMTS/HSPA 900/2100
• aGPS
• Use GPS-powered location-based services.
• Wisepilot™ turn-by-turn navigation*
• Get live instructions for how to find your way to your destination – and have fun en route.
• USB support
• PictBridge
• Modem
• GSM internet dial-up support
• Google Maps™
• Bluetooth™ technology
• WiFi™

You can view the rest of the specification here. But the best part of it all is my 5Mg pixel camera. It has a flash! It also has a Geo-Tagging, Face detection, Smile detection, Picture blogging and so on. I can also just upload my videos onto YouTube by just a click.

Furthermore I love the Wifi. It fits my love for the internet and certainly stops me from competing with my dad for the computer for my internet access.

I now do not need to bring my digital cameras wherever I go!

Once again the question on how to fight acne comes up again. It’s not me nor my sister but this time it is my friend’s sibling. He’s a teenage and still in the puberty cycle as such, his pimples popped up like daisies almost overnight.He had tried almost all of the available acne skin products over the counter but none worked.

If you are a teenager, stopped trying and changing skin products like changing your T-shirts. Stick to those that doesn’t leave your skin irritated or dry as if your skin has been stretched to the maximum. It is normal for teenagers to have acne and breakouts.

You may try a few acne products but you also have to practice good healthy lifestyle. Start by lessening on your junk food especially nuts. Nuts and oily food causes bad breakouts. Take in more greens and plenty of plain water or fresh fruit juices.

You also need to exercise for 30mins, 3 times a week. Exercising keeps your hormones in check, lessen the frequency of mood swings and bad aches, make your mind more alert and keep you happy.

It works for me when I was a teenager along with my group of friends. So happy trying!

There are some things in life that scares me.. getting stuck on a bike with a daredevil, road devil and wedged dangerously in between 2 huge trailers at 100km/h. I was praying at every second whenever my brother rode at high speed and weaving through the jammed traffic.

Every minute I was on the bike, took a year off my shoulder. By the time I reached home from my errands, I felt like an ancient old lady. What’s worse it rained when I was in Plentong and it worsened into torrential rainstorm. I was drenched from head to toe and got dried and then wet all over again.

That was how unpredictable the weather was today.

Tomorrow I had to change my humidifier filters as the current one is pass overdue. Anyway gotta go now.. Dinner time!!

It was 8am or so when both dad and I fell off our bike. Of all the places to fall off our bike, it is a corner where we were riding at very slow speed. But then the corner was filled with pebbled stones that were use to make roads. Since the stones were not firmly packed enough, our balance were not there and we got thrown off the bike. Well I got thrown off while my dad was flattened by the bike.

I had panicked on seeing my dad lying flat on the ground and scrambled to pull the bike off him as it was crushing his leg. Luckily his leg was fine and the only injury he had was on his ribs as he fell hard on his ribs.

Thanks to my daily stretching (not on those fitness equipment), I was agile enough and the strain that would normally left a person with strained or twisted ankle or knee didn’t affect me. I had to thank the locals who were having breakfast at the nearby kopitiam as they had helped me carry the bike off my dad and pushed it off to the side. The bike chain was off the track but they easily kicked it in.

Anyway dad is recovering right now and I’m putting off any further rides or deliveries for him.

I’m itching to head out of JB for a good rest. I’ve been thinking of heading to Melaka and do a little bit of shopping or perhaps a few sight seeing. I deserve the rest since it’s been a very long time since I took a good day off. It will be a day trip and via bus. I can’t ride the bike there or I’ll confirm lose my butt somewhere along the road.

I had initially wanted to do some road trip to Kota Tinggi but after some hiccups, I’ve changed my mind. I get irritated everytime I had nicely planned and arranged all of my schedule for the day off and but things doesn’t go as planned.

Sometimes I wonder if I am being too lenient on people that I’m constantly being stepped upon at every second they change their fancy. The irony of it all, is it always end up as if I am the demanding one and the terrible ogre. Grr.. If I had turned into Syikin The Terrible, I’d not be the ogre but I’ll be the very demon that haunts their nightmare.

So they say I’m relentless.. I’m uncooperative but why can’t they understand that I too have a job and a life even though my job seems flexible? I’ve already allocate my free days for them but now change again.. and then change the place of outing and now reduce to a meager hour. Might as well don’t meet up.

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Had a fantastic roadtrip with daddy dearest today on my Modenas Kriss. On a normal road drive, the journey to Ayer Hitam via the Plus Highway would have taken an hour or less. It took a long ride on our trusted steed.

We headed out at 10.30am or so and went via the highway from Perling and exit at Kulai since I found the ride on the Plus Highway was very monotonous and boring. The traffic on Kulai Plus Highway was packed with heavy vehicles and speeding demons, all intending to head back north from their holiday.

Then from Kulai onwards, we took the old federal highway and enjoyed the scenery. I managed to terrorise the locals at almost every point and would have stopped and bought all the munchies I could take at every village I had been the rider.

We stopped at Ayer Hitam Pekan and had lunch there. I get to enjoy a lovely plate of Nasi Briyani Mutton at Rm6.50 and chit chat with the locals there. The shop is located on the right street side after you had turned left from the 4-way traffic light junction with the pump station on your right. Friendly chaps the whole lot of them and once our stomach was full, we headed out again.

We headed home using the Parit Raja–> Parit Betak (Raja Surani exit)–> Parit Maridono (Parit Martajam)–> Pekan Nenas–> Home. I love this road!! It is the only one that has loads of river, just scenery and it reminds me of  the days of when I was younger.

Anyway the torrential rainstorm caught us wet at Pekan Nenas. It left me shivering cold once I reach home. The lightning were striking beautifully over our heads. The wind was strong enough to drag us to the side. It left trees upturned and huge advertisement boards collapsed (even at Perling Show Village). We even had maneuver our way along a few upturned trees that had blocked our way.

No doubt we were left wet, soaked and shivering but it was fun and an enjoyable ride!!!

I’ve been very lethargic and sleepy these past few days. My wisedom tooth is acting up on me again and this time it wants to show to the world how it is still growing in my gums. I kept to a boring diet of just porridge and any side dish that doesn’t include hard chewing, eating has been reduced to become a torture.

A lot of things have happened and I am invited to a house opening by an old acquaintance from school this Sunday. I am not sure if I can make it or not but hopefully I can.

My toothache is killing me now. Need to take a nap before I faint from the pain… GRRRR

How do I sell my timeshare? It is very simple. Just engage any of the agents who are authorised to carry such transactions. Of course they will charge accordingly either per commission or a one time service charge.

But it is much easier to let the agents sell them than you trying to do it all by yourself. The admin works and running from one office to another is a huge hassle and for newbies, it is more than enough headache to put you into the ER.