The Haze is back 2012

So this song plays again

I'm not happy...

neither to I feel sad. 

I don't think I'm enjoying what I'm doing. Something is missing in my life. 

A passion for something. Motivation. I feel like I'm just living my life waiting for the day I die doing nothing. 

I need to find something to keep myself motivated. Something long term which gives me pleasure and satisfaction. 

I just not sure....

When I got this job offer (help desk specialist), I was happy... 1 week after working.... now I'm having second thoughts...

Not sure if I don't like my job or just don't like working...

I'll see how things go for another 2-3weeks. It's not the job I expected or intended to get but I was having hopes of liking it for what I am doing. Helping people with their computer problems. So far I don't get the same satisfaction as I usually do when fixing/trouble-shooting the customer's problems.

Maybe it's because I don't get to actually see the satisfaction of the face of the customer? Maybe because I'm dealing with ah bengs? Maybe because I've solved too much cases a day that it doesn't feel as satisfying as I thought it'd be?

I don't feel the joy to geek around with computers as much as I used to...

Song of the month April 2012

R.E.M. - Shiny Happy People

I want a girl with a short skirt and a long jacket~

I want a girl with a mind like a diamond
I want a girl who knows what's best
I want a girl with shoes that cut
And eyes that burn like cigarettes

I want a girl with the right allocations
Who's fast and thorough
And sharp as a tack
She's playing with her jewelry
She's putting up her hair
She's touring the facility
And picking up slack

I want a girl with a short skirt and a lonnnng jacket......

I want a girl who gets up early
I want a girl who stays up late
I want a girl with uninterrupted prosperity
Who uses a machete to cut through red tape
With fingernails that shine like justice
And a voice that is dark like tinted glass

She is fast and thorough
And sharp as a tack
She's touring the facility
And picking up slack

I want a girl with a short skirt and a lonnnnng.... lonnng jacket

I want a girl with a smooth liquidation
I want a girl with good dividends
At Citibank we will meet accidentally
We'll start to talk when she borrows my pen

She wants a car with a cupholder arm rest
She wants a car that will get her there
She's changing her name from Kitty to Karen
She's trading her MG for a white Chrysler La Baron

I want a girl with a short skirt and a lonnnnggggggggg jacket

Bomohs/ Witch Doctors/Chinese Doctors/ Farmers How did they exist?

Ever wondered how traditional medicine came about? A facebook status of a friend of mine mentioned bomohs(Malay witch doctor?) and it got me thinking. How do these people decide on how to heal you? In Malaysia, recently there has been many incidents of bomohs raping their young female customers with claims that by having intercourse with the bomohs, it'll cleanse them of any ailments. Didn't go well for the bomohs as they were then arrested.

Now lets say for these 'doctors', a long long long time ago when they first started their way of trade. I'm writing based on the more commonly perceived witch doctors in Africa/ traditional chinese doctors. So there they are, in the forest and then one day decided to take this weed, crush it, boil it and feed/apply it to patients. What if it was poison? I doubt back then they have the time and resources to figure out the medicinal benefits of herbs/rhino horns. It's like it all just went into their heads from their imaginations and finding the more rarest random plant/exotic animal and turned them into 'medicine'. Like how farmers go "Hey, let me pull on my cows tits and drink the juice that comes out of it!".

How??? Why did they do that?? What got into their heads?? I guess this can be a topic of conversation with friends at a mamak~

Zombies don't scare me like they used to

When I was a kid... I used to have nightmares about zombies... 
Now I have dreams where I'm a hero killing off zombies.



‎...and to some girls, when they were kids, they probably have nightmares about werewolves and vampires. 
Now...................



....Damn you twilight!