Need to update. Got the stuffs in my head but can't put them in words. Frequent headaches. Too much stress I suppose it means.
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Saturday, August 27, 2011
My New Project
Did some survey and I'll need some RM 880 to change my car extractor and air intake. My estimated modal for the project is around RM 2000. From where am I gonna get such money? By selling the car stereo system. My mistake? Should have put for sale way before raya cause after raya, no one's gonna have money in their pocket. But let's hope for the best. Hope I can sell it by raya. =/
Sunday, August 14, 2011
Next month I'm going back to school and looking back how far I've came before actually starting my degree got me thinking. I've actually wasted three precious years of my life. Yeah, you might go on saying it's all experience, nothing is wasted and stuff like that but personally? I wasted. A lot. Been in and out of colleges for the past one and an half year. Met a lot of peoples. Most of them became good friends. Some of them became kinda of a family. Actually, I got like five people from college calling me their big brother and two of them are girls. Haha! Been working part time in IKEA for two years. Well that is something I would say an experience. Started to earn my very own money. Kinda understand the true value of it. Though sometime I overspend it. It's a whole different world the in the big blue box. Those people in my department are like my second family. Not intermediate family but just family. Had an department outing last Friday. It's the first one I'm attending after two years working in IKEA. People are surely different when they are not wearing their yellow uniform. I spend most of my time in IKEA planning kitchen for the many people. All type of people. Old, young, foreigner, locals, white, black, male, female, family, couple or single. Different people, different taste but one common thing. They want their kitchen to look good but burn a hole in their pocket. I learn to brush my communication and socialize skills by meeting these people. Sometimes, I'm afraid I would like have killed their kitchen dream especially when they say they would think about it and come back later. But when their really do, it feels good. They got like people from all over Malaysia working in IKEA. Different people all wearing the common thing. The bright yellow uniform. Sitting down with one co worker talking about how he got into IKEA got him talking about his time in the army and some accident he had while doing some military exercise which injured the nerves on his left arm. The other day, another yellow friend was talking about his life while sipping coffee during break time. I don't know why but people always tend to open up their story to me. Sometimes thing I say unintentionally ends up motivating them and they would just smile. But no one seems to listen what I've got to say. I suppose its the law of the universe. One can only take or give at one given time. If I listen to one's problem then I shall not speak to one about my problem. But then again, I'm not the type who goes around talking about my problem. After all, it's my problem. Just noticed I've been writing everything in one paragraph. I'm 22 years 2 months 2 weeks old at the time I'm writing this. What a coincidence. Now I'm on a 16 days off from work. So much to say but too much to write. I guess I now know whats causing my headaches. Too much thinking. Can't help it. It's on auto pilot. I need to stop thinking too much.
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Required Modification (Updated)
Parts to change... Very essential parts! =)
- Manifold @ extractor
- Stainless steel exhaust system
- S-flow Muffler
- K&N Air filter
- Rims ( From 17" to 15")
- Suspension system
- Front seat
- Radiator cap
- Aluminium radiator
- Lightened cam pulley
- Oil catch tank
- Denso spark plug
- Radiator cap
- Aluminium radiator
- Lightened cam pulley
- Oil catch tank
- Denso spark plug
- Thermo wrap
Lets see how things turn out for me.
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Manifold |
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Exhaust system |
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S-flow muffler |
Rim |
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Suspension |
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Seat |
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Lightened cam pulley |
Oil catch tank |
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Radiator cap |
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Aluminium radiator |
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DENSO Spark plug |
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Thermo wrap |
Things to be sold for upfront investment
- Sound system
- Muffler
- Rims
*Pictures are for illustration purpose only.
Friday, July 15, 2011
God and Satan
I talk to God as much as I talk to Satan cos I want to hear both sides.
Does that make me cynical?
There are no miracles and this is no miraculous life.
I savour hate as much as I crave love
because I'm just a twisted guy.
Is this the pinnacle?
Is this the pinnacle?
The pinnacle of being alive?
Now I see the light.
Well I look up to God
But I see trouble
Cos this ain't a miracle.
I just want to take my chance to live through a miracle.
I know for certain that
Some one is watching
But is it from up or down?
I make you miserable
You stick with me although you know I'm gonna ruin your life
I talk to God as much as I talk to Satan cos I want to hear both sides.
Does that make me cynical?
There are no miracles and this is no miraculous life.
We walk into the tide.
Well I look up to God but I see trouble cos this ain't no miracle
I just want to take my chance to live through a miracle
When the seesaw snaps and splinters your hand, don't come crying to me.
I'll only see your good side and believe its a miracle.
A miracle.
I slap the water and watch the fish dance to the ripples of us.
We're just stubbor duds,
blinking eyes encased in rust.
This ain't a miracle.
~Biffy Clyro~
people can be so unpredictable at times and very deceiving too. *sigh*
Friday, July 8, 2011
Fatty, My Sister
Being the youngest lad in the family, I often get pampered around especially from my sister aka fatty. Fatty would be the nickname me and brother use to call her which derives from.. Well you know. =P
She is around nine years elder than me but she would treat me as if I'm a couple of years younger. But at times, she treats me like a baby. Either way, she pampers me to the max. I can actually share with her just about anything. She is someone I could really rely on. Well not really rely on since at times she breaks my secret to mom as an act of revenge for something I did which was an revenge for what she did. Like them people say, what goes around comes around. *sigh*
Fatty is a bit kind of an extremist. Two years back, I would get tensed up whenever she drives because she drives so bad you would have second thoughts on the ability of the instructor that trained to train other new capable drivers in the future. But now, she dares to hit lights and argue back, drive 120 where you should go 80 and other dangerous acts. Haha! Before she would literally drives 50 where you should go 80. She would spend hours upon hours shopping and end buying something that she either would only use once which would later hang in her closet to be later found by mom and get nag at or end up buying something that she already has in an other color or size. I hate going shopping with her. If the plan was to go for a movie, we would end up in ten different stores before actually reaching our intended destination. She is the one who always supports whatever I do. She can be my best friend or my worst enemy. Like I said, she is kind of an extremist.
What ever it is, whenever birthday comes, I always get something new. Whatever that she plans to give me, it wouldn't be cheap. Be it a dinner or shirt. She choose something extravagant. Tony Roma's, Bubba Gump, Soda, Pandini, Alba, Diamonds & Platinum, and the list keeps going on and on. Well, it wouldn't be fair if all the credits goes to my sis, since the one that pays most of the bill is my brother in law. =P Well I sure owe them big time. =D
Well I'm sure glad I got a sister like her cos she is indeed one heck of sister!
p.s: Well Fatty if you were expecting me to say something really really nice about you, then sorry! That would sound soooo fake. Well it wouldn't sound fake, it would be fake. ;)
She is around nine years elder than me but she would treat me as if I'm a couple of years younger. But at times, she treats me like a baby. Either way, she pampers me to the max. I can actually share with her just about anything. She is someone I could really rely on. Well not really rely on since at times she breaks my secret to mom as an act of revenge for something I did which was an revenge for what she did. Like them people say, what goes around comes around. *sigh*
Fatty is a bit kind of an extremist. Two years back, I would get tensed up whenever she drives because she drives so bad you would have second thoughts on the ability of the instructor that trained to train other new capable drivers in the future. But now, she dares to hit lights and argue back, drive 120 where you should go 80 and other dangerous acts. Haha! Before she would literally drives 50 where you should go 80. She would spend hours upon hours shopping and end buying something that she either would only use once which would later hang in her closet to be later found by mom and get nag at or end up buying something that she already has in an other color or size. I hate going shopping with her. If the plan was to go for a movie, we would end up in ten different stores before actually reaching our intended destination. She is the one who always supports whatever I do. She can be my best friend or my worst enemy. Like I said, she is kind of an extremist.
What ever it is, whenever birthday comes, I always get something new. Whatever that she plans to give me, it wouldn't be cheap. Be it a dinner or shirt. She choose something extravagant. Tony Roma's, Bubba Gump, Soda, Pandini, Alba, Diamonds & Platinum, and the list keeps going on and on. Well, it wouldn't be fair if all the credits goes to my sis, since the one that pays most of the bill is my brother in law. =P Well I sure owe them big time. =D
Well I'm sure glad I got a sister like her cos she is indeed one heck of sister!
p.s: Well Fatty if you were expecting me to say something really really nice about you, then sorry! That would sound soooo fake. Well it wouldn't sound fake, it would be fake. ;)
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