Posts Tagged ‘Life's Blabber’

>>> Work!! Work!! <<<

May 13th, 2008

I am now a certified WarCraft Peon. My life now is just work, work, work. I might be uttering “Werk! Werk!” everytime I got up in the morning afternoon.

No, no. This is not a post about how much I hate my job. In fact, I do love my job with all of my heart (even though sometimes it’s tiring and sometimes it feel dull).

This is just to reminisce how much have I done and how much have I learn throughout my journey of my own career. From a seedling to a half-full (not full yet ;p) grown of… whatever in your mind, I do appreciate the challenges that has been thrown to me all the way up.

And my current challenges is to be a mentor to somebody else.

Damn. It’s really hard. Now I think I appreciate my former mentor more. It is hard to guide people actually. It is hard to motivate others. It is hard to mold somebody to be.. “something”.

My mentee is a Colombian, and now language barrier come into place. It’s not that I cannot speak or communicate, but the communication sometimes gets harder. Sometimes its hard for me to capture what is the word utters by him.

And the fact that its a he and he’s a Caucasian made me full of envy *hmmf*

Oh you know how the Malaysian girls behave when being around a “mat salleh”. Ironically, even though my name contains the word “Salleh”, don’t expect that I got the same treatment. LOL.

It’s up to the extent that he says: “Can I put invisible to my Sametime? You know, every girls like messaging me every seconds of my day…”

Goddamn…

Now I doubt his orientation. Double LOL.

Anyway, I am not here to criticize him. It’s just that I feel like I need to learn more on coaching people. A short-tempered me is afraid that somehow the way I treated him is not fair. When I reminisce the old days of starting the work, I guess that’s how my mentor feel.

Wish me luck.

P/s: My boss was telling me a good news! A hiring ticket is reserved for me! That means I am going to be a regular on July. Yeay!! Yeay!! Yeay!! Now I am more motivated than ever.

After all, this Peon has done a lot and it’s time to achieve level 10. Muahahaha!!~ tongue

P/s2: itisjan03 boys and girls, GViners, K5ivers, and all my “other families”, I will remember to treat you guys when the time comes. You know how much dear you all mean to me. winking

>>> Define [re-arrange] <<<

April 27th, 2008

This is my 94th post. And I am at loss+confused about… everything.

No, no, no. Before you speculate whether I am confused about my gender.. PLEASE throw that idea away. I am still a man, a boy, and I still have my penis tucked between the area. Oh and its nothing to do about the internal gender confusion too. My internal is okay, and I am still proud to be a man. Goddammit, I am not gay and not thinking about being an hermaphrodite!

What I meant about loss and confuse is actually, about my virtual life. My life as a blogger here. My life to write. My life as [re-arrange]. Me, as you all perceived.

I once thought to drop this nick and never to use it again, back in the miserable day when I just breakup with the ex-girlfriend. I even try to change all my account to not use the nick anymore, just to find out that I can’t. Its moi. I’ve branded myself as [re-arrange] and there’s no turning back about that.

But what am I imposing here? What did I try to portray here? What did I brand here?

I think in this 4 years or more I am blogging, there’s more garbage than input being put here. More ramblings than knowledge. More shits than values. I didn’t share much on how-to. I didn’t give back to the community. I seed hatred more than love. In other word, I am not valuable..

And I started to think that this blog sucks. Big time. From the layout to the content. From the link to the ads.

(Ohh can I give that to all of you as the reason of less update, day by day? :P)

And I think I am tired. Tired and unmotivated. Ironically, this is not because of nothing to be blogged about. In fact, there’s too much of things that I wanted to blog about, which I thought would be of values.

But my own heart denies the values, even though before it’s being posted..

So, my dear readers; I am in serious need to have some other opinion.

  • Should I just delete this blog and never blogged again?
  • Or should I just delete this blog (which will give me a clean sheet) and started all over again?
  • Or should I just leave it here, making it a memory to reminisce, and started a new one?
  • Or should I just change the way how it looks like, and do a total makeover to this blog?

If you think that I should continue blogging, what is the things that you like most for me to contribute? What is the post that you like most?

  • Love and relationship?
  • Personal development – people psychology, observation, etc?
  • Technical stuff – computers, softwares, gadgets?
  • My own hectic, miserable life?
  • Blog just about anything, without a theme?

This is a clash between themes, values, perceptiveness and interests. The more I think about this, the more I stuck. My heads can’t think clear.

P/s: Please leave your name when commenting. I will not accept any anonymity, this time.

>>> To stand up again, its never too late <<<

April 14th, 2008
I hate to see my family members in grief.

I was browsing through Facebook when I stumbled upon my cousin’s new photo which in my opinion, was too skinny. I know that she’s still going through another phase of breakup, and I know I am not the best person to consult about this. After all, I was in the same shoes as her.

Or at least, we’re in the same status.. whatever.

But at the same time this song are played in my PC’s background and I thought its just right. So I dedicated this post to my cousin’s, Nana who’s now in Melbourne. Nana oi, jaga la your health btol-btol…

For other people, learn from the story (and song) below what might happened when you’re leaving somebody else without rational reason, or when you’re not being committed to what is supposed to be your commitment.

As I always preach, never committed something that you’re uncertain, because when you’re not, you’re toying with other’s “life”.

P/s: The post below will be like one posted earlier: Polaroid.

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Once, we felt that we have everything. We felt like in heaven. We felt that love give us all the security that we need. We felt whole. We felt owned. We felt grown.

But then life’s full of unexpected. The love is gone. We’re dumbstruck. We mourn. We feel numb.

This world will never be
What I expected
And if I don’t belong
Who would have guessed it..

We shouted at ourself, we blame ourself, we blame others. We feel bitter; we feel the life has nothing to offer.

We’re trapped, alone. We forget what we have, and what we still had.

I will not live alone
Everything that I own
To make you feel like it’s not too late.. it’s never too late..

Despite all the advices that we get, all the consolation that we had, we still feel bad. It’s too much of an emotion to get over with; it was our life, and the life has seep out from the soul..

Even if I say
It’ll be alright
Still I hear you say
You want to end your life

We do not realize how foolish we have been. We do not realize how idiotic we are. We give in to the denial, to the placebo; that by hurting ourselves, things will rewind by itself..

But it’s not. And it will never be. And is it worth it to give in to something we know will never worked out?

Now and again we try
To just stay alive
Maybe we’ll turn it all around
‘Cause it’s not too late, it’s never too late!!

I know it hurt, I know it suck. I thought I see a mirror when I see you. We’ve given them everything, we gave them our life, and it was all for them.

But is a fact. They ruined it.

No one will ever see
This side reflected
And if there’s something wrong
Who would have guessed it

We thought nobody’s going to understand us. We thought we are destroyed. We thought we are doomed.

But its far from it…

And I have left alone
Everything that I own
To make you feel like
It’s not too late, it’s never too late!!

We can’t get the life we once had. We can revived the dead; even though we hope that the love itself is an undead. We can’t rewind the time.

Even if we did, they might do the same thing over again..

The world we knew
Won’t come back
The time we’ve lost
Can’t get back
The life we had
Won’t be ours again….

But we need to realize, its time to move on. Let them be fucking proud of what they’re not. It was a bad history that we cannot rewritten..

Even if I say
It’ll be alright
Still I hear you say
You want to end your life
Now and again we try
To just stay alive
Maybe we’ll turn it all around
‘Cause it’s not too late.. it’s never too late!!

Back in our mind, we always knew that we’re the one who’s strong. We’re the one who’s right. We’re the one who’s not to be undermine.

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Three Days Grace – Never Too Late

A deep song, a deep interpretation, a deep motivation..