Random Guy's Confession

Monday, October 31, 2011

Change

I need to change. Change to totally different person. I first need to be a little bit more selfish. Start thinking for myself first. Be an hypocrite for real. Let 1st of November 2011 be a dawn for a new self. I seriously need to change. Need to get back to work. Need to spend more time studying. Need to spend less time on the internet doing unnecessary things. Need to work out and myself in shape. So many things to do. But worry not, I've got all the time I need. I'll just take it one at a time. After all, I need to change.

Sunday, October 30, 2011

Update I must

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.

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.