Sunday, November 15, 2009

The Scent of Summer


Burberry Summer 2009

 This limited edition presented in 2009 and created by Emilie Coppermann, opens with fresh and pleasant aromas of green apple, mint, lime and yuzu. A heart incorporates cumin and driftwood, while a base hides cedar, amber and white musk. The nose behind this fragrance is Emilie (Bevierre) Coppermann. 

In the car, he slipped his hand to the passenger seat and handed over a white-blue rectangular package to his beau. "Happy Birthday". The beau seem unfazed by what was presented to him, just scanning the package with much detail, didn't say a thing. He felt slightly disappointed. Not that he was expecting a thankyou, but a warm smile in return wouldn't have hurt. He drove his beau back home nevertheless, keeping mum about his unsettling feeling. "Bye.."

On the way back, a thousand thoughts were running through his mind. What could this mean? Too excited until speechless? Not interested at all? The gift was not good enough? Suddenly a familiar tune was playing. A SMS came in.

"I never expected you will give me that as a present. I thought you would have treated me to a dinner...Don't splurge on these in the future... Not your style, you have always been a thrifty person....... I love the fragrance"

"It's not so much about the price of the item but the idea that i remember what you told me. You said you would very much like to have one for yourself, right? Now THAT is really PRICELESS :)  I thought you didnt like it..." He replied his beau.

"I LOVE IT. Bring you to a nice dinner place tomorrow..."

He shakes off his negative thoughts earlier on and lie sprawling on the bed. Knowing that he would probably get a sweet dream tonight...

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Facebook 面書




So many of my friends are using facebook day in and day out.

But facebook actually can give you hell of a problem :)

Take a case of someone I know. Lets call her M. M is in the process of changing job, to another company because she is very fed up with her superior. One day, she wrote something on her facebook wall. Its says :"I cant take it anymore! Enough..u big bully!!" Then subsequently she got a reply :" 飲水要思源“ The chinese proverb means one should be grateful for whoever has helped them along the path. Guess who wrote the message? Yup, her superior.

Lesson of the day. Never, ever, ever ever ever ever add your colleague or boss in your facebook profile. Never, ever, ever ever ever blast them in your facebook wall. Its as good as farting right in front of them. Unless of cos, thats your intention and ready to bear the consequences.

I know of so many people indulging in Facebook games at work and after work. Its addictive i guess (i never played). But think about how unproductive this is. Instead, do something productive. Read a good book, watch a nice movie, go makan, rob a bank, have sex. Whatever...

Facebook is a wealth of personal information. Or should i say the net is. Just give me your username, or email etc and I can probably find 10 things about you within a matter of minutes. Your fullname, address, your friends, your favourites, your hobby, your likings, your last sexpedition....

Mother: Have you been reading lately, son?
Son: Yes, mum.
Mother: Goodboy. And what have u been reading, dear?
Son: Its a book. Face-book.
Mother: .....

OK...Time to see my friends' updates... Ciao! :P

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

No frills



I wonder if Airasia will degrade to this one day later?

Whats next? No-frills-condom with 1mm pores for no-frills-fun? LOL..

Sunday, November 8, 2009

What I gotta do...




Used to reschedule work roster just to meet you,


Unable to shake off the feeling of uncertainty and disappointment when contents of my letters were ignored,


Afraid to tell you my inner struggle when new faces appear in your social circle, on the assumption of being friends,


Feeling incompetent when im not there beside you in your unhappy moments,


Pretending not to hear anything when you reminisce your old theme song, though it hurts, it hurts…





What I gotta do to make you love me…


What I gotta do to make you care…


What do I do when lightning strikes me…


Everywhere I find, and you’re not there…


What I gotta do to make you want me…


What I gotta do to be heard…


What do I say when its all over…
 

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

A short trip that flew by..

Finally reached home last night after rows of sitting in MRTs, plane, bus and car until my bum become flat already. Legs are still aching from all the non-stop walking for the last 5 days. Time to unpack and settle bills and prepare for work once more!

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Visit to Orang Asli settlement (con't)


This post is continuation from here.

So after we finally break free from the muddy seashore, our boat finally able to get close to the land. There was no proper jetty or anything so we just Hop, Hop and Away! LOL.

On land 2 pajeros (or is it Landcruiser?) were waiting for us. So we after loaded up the things, we started our journey into the interior via land. The roads were really narrow and bumpy and muddy, with alot of trough (longkangs) here and there. Nothing unexpected of jungle roads. The vehicle was trudging through, our bodies were swaying left and right like coconut trees... We smelled some petrol odour at one point, and the driver gone down to inspect his goods. Apparently he put the petrol containers on the top of car and the petrol leaks out due to the heavy "swaying" just now. Gosh! Luckily the car didnt went up in flames LOL


 So after about half an hour of swaying, we finally reached our destination. There is a sign that says "Perkampungan Orang Asli RPS Kemar". These are quarters for staffs who work here, including the aborigines welfare department and us.

Granted that i didnt expect 5 star hotels here, but the quarters here are in pretty wretched. There were 2 tiny houses side-by-side. One for men, the other for ladies. Silly me went into the wrong house LOL. I think the ladies house manage to "seduce" me because it looks more livable than the men's house. Ahem...i mean the house definitely looks cleaner and more neat. Haih....no luck.

So this the how the inside looks like. Pretty bare, kind of dirty looking (yiaks!), kind of untidy with things littered around. Lucikly i didnt find any cockcroaches or other crawlies!
There were around 10 men living inside this small house so its pretty crowded. Stuffed with men's stench to the max! These are not the culture-refined metrosexual men we are talking about here, its your average middle age men clad in sarongs! OMG!!! Since I'm the only chinese around, i definitely feel like any alien there... The electricity was sourced from an indoor generator, the type u often see in pasar malam. So imagine how noisy the house is. I didn't sleep AT ALL the entire night! Poor me.... The water supply is from some nearby river i think...the water is brownish colour but no funny smell luckily. Good thing i brought my own water supply. I even have to use mineral water to brush teeth! Looking at the dirty water makes me lose my appetite LOL


This is how an average orang asli (aborigines) settlement looks like. High-stilt wooden house here and there in the middle of jungle. These are the more "advanced" orang asli i guess because they wear shirts and don't live on treetops. Though i do see some old orang asli ladies baring their chest while happily chatting away with their neighbours (but clothed when they see foreigners of course!).


The environment is very serene and peaceful. Sound of chicken mooing, dogs meowing can be heard here and there. But sometimes i smelled the odour of human excreta... most likely because they don't have Indah water there LOL. Or is it because im standing too close to their lavatory? Hmm... 
A bamboo house to the right.

The more populated villages have some simple drainage system like these small drains. Not too bad...


Notice the gas containers in this pic? Apparently not all orang asli nowadays use dry wood planks or coal to cook, they have gas stoves!


This is the actual work we did there. We loaded the trucks with whatever necessary medical equipments and go from village to village providing medical service. This journey we were more concentrating on investigating the gastroenteritis outbreak there. But it seems the situation was not too bad with none needed referral to hospital. According to the mobile team who frequently visits these villages, apparently the medicines or whatever food we were supplying sometimes does not serve its intended purpose. This is because the food does not go to the malnourished infant, it goes into the tummy of the parents instead! And the medicines? They just take it for storing in the house. For what purpose im not sure...as good luck charm? mojo? Haih... We did told them how to use the supplies and its purpose. But if they themselves do not use it wisely it serves no purpose. But then again, certain things are beyond our control... Just like when we were touring around, i saw alot of "Astro Totem poles" in front of their houses (Astro is a satellite broadcast provider). Yes! They even have Astro in their house! Even my house doesn't have it! See... im poorer than these orang asli ... sob..sob..


IMHO, it all boils down to the question of PRIORITY. They can afford satellite TV service but cannot afford to feed their malnourished babies?? Does it make sense to u?  To the city dwellers, a typical family average has 1 or 2 children only. The parents put alot of emphasis on children wellbeing and education. Where as for the orang asli, their family size is much bigger  and thus, their children might not be their foremost priority. Although it does not make their children any less precious!



A hazy early morning there...

p.s. Apparently they still havent found replacement for the office-in-charge of the mobile team, thus me and another guy have to take rotation go to this place again!! My next rotation is next month!! This time its 4 days 3 nights! OMG!OMG!OMG ! Im gonna die there :(

Looking forward to my HK vacation in two days time. Wanna enjoy it to the fullest before coming back to dreadful working life!