Think BIG.

I did a psychometric test number of years back, the results came out something like this "For a person like you, you'll need to be at the top to retain respect that peoples have for you", also for a number of years I never had an answer of what it really means, or I think its simply inaccurate a psycho test?

"Think Big And Kick Ass" A catchphrase borrowed from Donald Trump, simple as it says, yet how much it speaks out for a person like me, I like thinking big, I think Ferrari, I think properties, I think businesses, i know much peoples out there would have thought I'm impractical, however, we all have dreams, if we are to dream, we might as well dream big, if not why else dream at all? When you think Ferrari you will look for ways to realise your Ferrari, when you think Kancil, then you realise a Kancil, if you dare not even to dream, then how far can you go?

I like to read biographies, just recently I read about Lim Goh Tong's life, as many would have said that he led an interesting life, followed by something like this "I wish God would grant me a life as interesting too..", God treats everyone fairly, everyone are to have equal opportunities, in simple tense, our Mr. Tan Sri didn't get an interesting life, he chose to live an interesting life instead.

My way of working your way up, first come dreams and visions, second comes visualizing your dreams and draft your blueprint, third executing your orders, fourth and final steps is to get the results you want of life. Whatever your definiton of being succesful is, whether to live wealthy, live healthy, happy family, or living peacefully, my definition is financial freedom, and I see and drafted my blueprint, and is heading towards my goals. You're free to think I'm talking trash and give comments, but before doing that you think, what if today I'm Donald Trump speaking to you? =) that answers the starting question for this entry.

Gong Xi Fa Cai and may all of you have a prosperous 2008, year year got fish.
Have A Nice Day!

I feel.

its gonna be a simple entry with very few sentences, it's just how I feel at the current moment.

I feel you're changing, or maybe you have.

I feel myself having hedgehog's dilemma.

I'm feeling insecure.

I feel I should think more for MYSELF.

I try to play a better part, but when I do, I get all these feelings, I think its better to stick back to what I used to be, one who doesn't care about anything.

And for all these cause, I will work hard, I want to live for myself, because I feel like a wraith when I lay all my hopes in you. I, me, myself will come first, from now on.

Midnight Grumbles.

I'm hoping to finish this entry asap and I don't feel like staying long in this cafe, in other words, the worst one I've ever step foot into. P-A-L-I-A-H-ness. And what to do, the end it's my own choice having decided to stay overnight at relative's place. Firstly, lights out at ten, and it kills off all the midnight inspirations, came down the condo and you imagine a cafe's open air and have no aircond, I'm in it.

I'm feeling tired, physically I mean, but also comes to a state when your head doesn't want and don't allow you to rest. Just how much negative thinking can ruin your day, and how much positive thinking can help, I chose to smile at last in hoping for return of a better tomorrow.

I'm going off, just what I do before that... Talk Cock =P

Muffin: where have you been for the past few months? Why never see you online?

I: I got kidnapped last month..

Muffin: Oh really.. Then how did u escape?!

I: I swim back here one... =.=

Muffin: Poor thing! Did u get raped?

I: Ha ha, no no, cause i beat them with my chinese kung fu!

Muffin: OH! U beat them with your chinese kung fu then swim back here?

Muffin: So geng!

I: Yea sure lar..

Muffin: If u noe chinese kung fu in d 1st place how did u get kidnapped?

I: They tried to chase me with a boat..

I: Oh..They got me when i was sleeping =.=

Muffin: Oh.......So bad la they all, So they didnt do nething to u rite?

I: They wanted to.. But they all succumbed to my chinese kung fu

Muffin: Ha ha! Wat did they wanna do to u laaa..

Muffin: And go africa do wat..Slave? Or..mining? Or..Er.. I also dunno..

I: go there ah? Because they know my kung fu skills are too good, way better than jet li, thts why...

Muffin: but they kidnap u for wat in d 1st place jek!

I: they needed my help =P

Muffin: for wat

I: to kidnap some of the world's richest kids..

Muffin: they kidnap u to kidnap others?!?!

I: ok ok you win! =.=

Life's simple, you make choices and you don't look back.

It's well another 2 weeks off keyboard, I'm begging my friend who's gonna fetch me back from the cafe to stay a lil longer for the blog entry. It's week up and down Ipoh and KL, week staying out late, work work and work.

met quite some peoples, funny, humorous, the work hard play hard type, the work hard play safe type( ya know what i mean =P ), the goodie guys(mostly nerds) and the notorious ones whom they labelled themselves the highway Si Bitt Stars, and one of them actually asked how's Ipoh like? All I said, "uh, peaceful small lil town", "Is it? Small ah? then all the guys in Ipoh happened to know each other?" *sweats*.

And this is something from The Fast & The Furious: Tokyo Drift, "Look at all the peoples down there, they follow the rules, for what?", "What happens if they don't?", "Life's simple, you make choices and you don't look back." Yea that's all to say, abide the law but you may break the rules, especially those of your own.

So yea it's merely an entry serve keeping the blog alive, followed by the famous catch phrase, Have a nice day!

The lamest way to bring a draft written entry into publish.

Currently listening to Acoustic Alchemy - Reference Point.

This is something out of insomnia and the frust of midnight boredom.

There's always this trusted small drawer in the wardrobe, serves with full loyalty, silently keeping an account which tells of the growing process of a small town kid to a downtown average joe, take it a dumping bin for memorable junks, from place to place, i bring back those "junks" and dump them all into this small drawer eating up only a small space in the wardrobe, it could be an already empty no ink marker pen I brought back from NS once served great graffiti purpose, the torch I used, sea shells from beaches, long abandoned guitar picks, hearted earrings of the past, accessories, some really old photographs, CD collection, and my diaries(two of them).

I flipped through the diaries, they had me argued and tells of something like "do you remember? All these of what you said in the past?" Heck! seriously I don't. I'm usually a guy which tell peoples I cannot sing at all, to this date if you ask me for KTV tomorrow, it'll only be the fourth time I actually went into a kbox. But in the small history book I actually said something like I wanted to be a singer in Hong Kong and my favourite group, Twins?! there's also this day when I bet with a friend said I would get to know them in five years time, and I'm gonna train hard on my, vocal skills?!

Funny thing about the diaries though, of one small part, written starting from last page onwards, was the account of complaints about mama, it's usually the page with the ugliest handwriting ever as I often did them in furious moods, the sentences were something like "I hate YOU YOU YOU, you never let me go OUT OUT OUT to cyber cafe!" or "Why can't I get TV?!" .

I found also this little piece of cut wood from an old abandoned KJ projects back in primary school, remember was I cut mine wrongly and this guy had one extra and gave to me, on top was the ink mark written "handed to Sam by Fai, 4:23pm, Thursday, 1st of July, 1999, Fai's time".

Cut all this, I'm again typing a draft entry, this time I didn't bring back my thumb drive, not even my card reader. I'm thinking of a way to bring the entry out for publishing later, and when you feel weird about the display pict, you know also what's with it, the ugliest and lamest way to bring a draft written entry for publishing. Seldom or I can say I no longer write into my little history book, since then I store my memories(not all though =] ) into a walking diary, yea, a real walking one.

I'm having a sore throat and I totally lost my voice, definitely this served the best way to blurb things out, have a nice day everyone!