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Rise and shine! That’s something I don’t usually look forward to. I prefer to be under my cosy blanket, hugging my smelly pillow, and especially nice if the weatherman brings some rain and cool breeze. What a perfect start of my very wet dream. However this morning was something different. I woke up too early, and my head hurts, I couldn’t remember how did I gotten into bed. My throat sores, my body aches, and my eyes got irritated to have open my eyes to a basket of dirty laundry.

I woke up before the alarm went off, took my shower, and packed my backpack for 2 days trip to Port Dickson for a workshop last Saturday. I met up with another friend at Subang Jaya KTM and hopped into another friend’s Kancil. We were speeding our way to PD. The road trip wasn’t that long, we reached PD in an hour or less if we didn’t took the wrong turn. We stayed at Bayu Beach Resort.

The workshop supposed to start at two in the afternoon. The workshop didn’t end until seven, and we cleaned up and had our dinner. Later that evening, we went to the beach for a little gathering, but without the camp fire. I didn’t get to bed until two in the morning because we went out for supper. While the next morning, I had to get up at 7:30! That was a torture! The rest of the sessions went smoothly and we left the place at two. Having gone to the beach and ended up not even getting one drop of sea water on me is just sad. The whole trip was deadly rushing, and we didn’t get to really enjoy ourselves in the pool or on the beach.

Sometimes having to work with Muslims around can be such a pain in the ass, and in my case, it certainly is. Today is Friday, sort of a half day for them. I was totally pissed off when all I wanted is to get my stuff done and go home early. I can’t do that, not when 90% of the people you working with is Muslims! They are taking their usual long lunch cum prayer break, and I got half a dozen work I know I can get done, but not when others are not working. Why am I even working that hard? Damn, I need a break myself. Shit! I’m running late for the wad.

This is so amusingly funny. I had my temper tested last week and this week someone sent this to my email. Seriously, come to think about it I probably need anger management by now. Okay, I’m currently not on good term with one of my colleague, it’s more like a ’silent killing’. I’m going to keep myself busy and quiet as a church mice so that she will feel the tension. I know I’m acting very much like a little boy, but truth is I am a little boy, at least not so little in certain departments.

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Aries (March 21 - April 20)

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Nothing seems to ruffle you more than a lack of discipline, disloyalty and decorum. But Arians are also known to go into a rage very easily when challenged. Those of you who have been on the receiving end of the Aries temper know that if not calmed down they can even get violent. But one thing is certain if the opponent remains calm and does not react to their outburst, Arians cool down very fast. They are also the first to apologies, which makes them easier to forgive.

Sitting surrounded by teak and rattan furniture and what-not in Mum’s Place at Damansara Perdana, it was the right place to be at for dinner with an old friend who came visiting and a new friend who I’ve just met not long ago. I was quite anxious what will the outcome be, by having two of my friends who have varied interests and came from different backgrounds, dining on the same table. My stomach was crunching badly before they met, but once I got over my own silly fret, I was feeling so much better. The serving of the dishes were too simplistic (or should I say too ‘cincai’) for a fancy restaurant like this. The only exciting dish was the fried deer meat in black pepper sauce. The food decoration was just as bad as the way my home prepares them, but taste of the dish was alright. I had myself a Long Island Tea. To my disappointment, I was not given good quality of liquor, and it was actually TEA! I wouldn’t really mind the originality in creating a new set of cocktail, but I was truly not prepared for such odd surprise in my drink. Below are the recipe for L.I.T. taken from my often visited site:

http://www.drinksmixer.com/

1/2 oz vodka
1/2 oz light rum
1/2 oz gin
1/2 oz tequila
juice of 1/2 lemons
1 splash Coca-Cola

Combine all ingredients (except cola) and pour over ice in a highball glass. Add the splash of cola for color. Decorate with a slice of lemon and serve.

I used to build a wall around me

I’m breaking it down now

Putting down my guard

Cos I trust you

For you to come in

Into my life

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Here I am

Unprotected

Too easy to feel the pain

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To be hurt again

No more fighting

No more shouting

No more accusing of my own truth

For I trust you enough

To be the wiser one

Don’t give up on me

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Here I am

Defenseless

Rain of tears run down my face

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There you are

Agitated

Speaking no sense

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Stop what you are doing now

End this foolish argument

How tough is it to trust my vow

Why can’t you

Trust me a little more

Like I did

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Here I am

Disappointed

Crumbled wall reconstructed

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There you are

Infuriated

Still not knowing what had happened

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Now my trust is no longer yours

I got my shield back

Rather not be pushed like that again

Since you never trust me

Why should this continued

Out of my life

My skin is like a map
of where my heart has been
And i cant hide the marks
its not a negative thing
So i let my guard down
drop my defences down by my clothes
i’m learning to fall
with no safety net to cushion the blow

I bruise easily
I bruise easily

Song by Natasha Bedingfield

It took us close to an hour to get from KL to Bandar Utama. Following the sign board along the road, we got lost! We were circling frustratedly in SS/14 trying to get to the highway

When we reached 1 Utama Shopping Centre, once again we were circling the mall trying to find that particular new restaurant. It’s not sensible to have directory seperately on each floor. We had to go level by level to read what are the shops on each floor, which was irritating. It took us another 15 mintues to hunt down the place cos it was not located in the mall itself, but outside of the mall.

Barbecue Plaza serves one of those steamboat and barbeque DIY meal. Supposedly to be a common Korean barbeque machine which has a dug-out drainage at the side (again) circling the barbeque pan, for the greese to accumulate in it so it’s easy to clean later on. However Malaysians are too practical when it comes to business, especially restorant business. They promoted that the little drainage is to be used as a steamboat! It was hilarious yet somewhat disgusted to know that.

New research (APNAC) study started yesterday and I got myself to be trained (or simply just a learning experience) from an Australian research nurse. No, I’m not getting one of those pretty nurses. My research partner for the next two weeks is a male nurse. Friendly and humorous as he is, it was not tough to warm up to him. It’s been too long not having another person working side-by-side, it may take awhile for me to get used to that environment. I think I like it already. At least I have a lunch partner for the time being.

After my usual morning shower, I discovered that my face was pealing off. Eeww! Dried skin was coming off my forehead and leaving patches of pale pink skin (somewhat like what I had experienced when I came back from Genting Highland, don’t ask me how I got sun-burn in GH, if I could explain that, I’m sure I am smart enough to bring that fucking sun lotion). It’s truly disgusting. I almost decide to bury my face like an ostrich and skip work so that I don’t scare off any patient who think I have caught something far worse than them. However seeing that I am naturally cute in other parts of my face (as well as body, not trying to brag though, but I do look quite exotic when I’m tanned), This has to be a huge reminder for me to bring sun protection whenever I got to the beach (or to GH!).