Aphorism

Never allow someone to be your priority while allowing yourself to be their option

- Proverb

A Short One

I supposed doctors always have a better heart than the bankers. Well I might be wrong of course. But it's just my two cents.



ps: tonsillitis is really killing me

pss: for once i really felt overworked and tendering my resignation

psss: my ENT specialist friend said it's okay to have some ciggy during a tonsillitis.High five!!!

Ode to the Nice Guys

This is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and bitching about what assholes guys are, while disproving the very point. This is dedicated to those guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves to tentative hugs, those guys who hold open doors and give reassuring pats on the back and sit patiently outside the changing room at department stores. This is in honor of the guys that obligingly reiterate how cute/beautiful/smart/funny/sexy their female friends are at the appropriate moment, because they know most girls need that litany of support. This is in honor of the guys with open minds, with laid-back attitudes, with honest concern. This is in honor of the guys who respect a girl’s every facet, from her privacy to her theology to her clothing style.

This is for the guys who escort their drunk, bewildered female friends back from parties and never take advantage once they’re at her door, for the guys who accompany girls to bars as buffers against the rest of the creepy male population, for the guys who know a girl is fishing for compliments but give them out anyway, for the guys who always play by the rules in a game where the rules favor cheaters, for the guys who are accredited as boyfriend material but somehow don’t end up being boyfriends, for all the nice guys who are overlooked, underestimated, and unappreciated, for all the nice guys who are manipulated, misled, and unjustly abandoned, this is for you.

This is for that time she left 40 urgent messages on your cell phone, and when you called her back, she spent three hours painstakingly dissecting two sentences her boyfriend said to her over dinner. And even though you thought her boyfriend was a chump and a jerk, you assured her that it was all ok and she shouldn’t worry about it. This is for that time she interrupted the best killing spree you’d ever orchestrated in GTA3 to rant about a rumor that romantically linked her and the guy she thinks is the most repulsive person in the world. And even though you thought it was immature and you had nothing against the guy, you paused the game for two hours and helped her concoct a counter-rumor to spread around the floor. This is also for that time she didn’t have a date, so after numerous vows that there was nothing “serious” between the two of you, she dragged you to a party where you knew nobody, the beer was awful, and she flirted shamelessly with you, justifying each fit of reckless teasing by announcing to everyone: “oh, but we’re just friends!” And even though you were invited purely as a symbolic warm body for her ego, you went anyways. Because you’re nice like that.

The nice guys don’t often get credit where credit is due. And perhaps more disturbing, the nice guys don’t seem to get laid as often as they should. And I wish I could logically explain this trend, but I can’t. From what I have observed on campus and what I have learned from talking to friends at other schools and in the workplace, the only conclusion I can form is that many girls are just illogical, manipulative bitches. Many of them claim they just want to date a nice guy, but when presented with such a specimen, they say irrational, confusing things such as “oh, he’s too nice to date” or “he would be a good boyfriend but he’s not for me” or “he already puts up with so much from me, I couldn’t possibly ask him out!” or the most frustrating of all: “no, it would ruin our friendship.” Yet, they continue to lament the lack of datable men in the world, and they expect their too-nice-to-date male friends to sympathize and apologize for the men that are jerks. Sorry, guys, girls like that are beyond my ability to fathom. I can’t figure out why the connection breaks down between what they say (I want a nice guy!) and what they do (I’m going to sleep with this complete ass now!). But one thing I can do, is say that the nice-guy-finishes-last phenomenon doesn’t last forever. There are definitely many girls who grow out of that train of thought and realize they should be dating the nice guys, not taking them for granted. The tricky part is finding those girls, and even trickier, finding the ones that are single.

So, until those girls are found, I propose a toast to all the nice guys. You know who you are, and I know you’re sick of hearing yourself described as ubiquitously nice. But the truth of the matter is, the world needs your patience in the department store, your holding open of doors, your party escorting services, your propensity to be a sucker for a pretty smile. For all the crazy, inane, absurd things you tolerate, for all the situations where you are the faceless, nameless hero, my accolades, my acknowledgement, and my gratitude go out to you. You do have credibility in this society, and your well deserved vindication is coming.

ps: thought i'd share this with every soulmate searchers

pss: this rant was originally published for Wharton Undergraduate Journal

psss: happy anniversary =) to you

pssss: had too much of meat for this hari raya korban

psssss: electrocuted is a feeling that you don't want to have

pssssss: why am I working hard?or rather too much?i thought only those whose getting married work hard?haha

Pretty Rain

It starts to rain again.
I've always thought the rain is pretty. It is. But how am I suppose to wash my car? Okay I need to wash my car. My car is dirty.

Ermm if you happened to see yesterday's moon (Dec 1st), which was in it's Waxing Crescent phase (only one tenth of the eastern part visible). It has two stars on top of it. Each on it's edge. Resembling a smiling face =) I actually pointed it out to somebody yesterday and of course nobody bothered.




ps: rain really change your mood

pss: sediakan payung sebelum hujan.because it gonna rain again

psss: talking about the weather make you sound like a british.huh weather?get a life okay???

pssss: i need my dose of sushi

Family Matters

It was a very happy day.
Why??? Both of my younger brother achieved something significant in their life today. Educationally... A big congratulation to both of you (jom kita mexican wave reramai heh).

I'm proud of them. I can imagine how my parents would feel right now.




ps: hopefully this time france's supercold winter won't cause mama's visit any hiccups

pss: yup nina i was wrong.he passed his exam ehehehe.thank you for helping him out

psss: red land rover defender 90 tdi stationwagon is cool lah...

Free Lunch

"Hi... Boleh saya join you punya meja? Meja lain penuh la..."

That was the exact word what the mid 50's chinese male stranger said before he joined my table.

Last two weeks, I was having my ritual nasi ayam lunch at the usual place. It was no fancy nasi ayam place, just somewhere I love to have my nasi ayam. It was a typical hot tropical afternoon.

And of course I replied

"Oh uncle... No problem! Please please..."

5 minutes later, our nasi ayam arrived. The uncle had his nasi ayam with extra rice and mine was a normal one. I felt so weird to not talk to each other when we are sitting at the same table, eating the same meal for lunch. So I've decided to break the ice.

After a long pause...

"Banyak nasi uncle..."

The uncle replied promptly

"Biasalah...Kerja kuat"

The conversation lasted for 30 odd minutes and he end up buying me a lunch =) .The fact a stranger paid for my meal, really kicks my happy adrenaline sky high that day. Woooohuuu free lunch!

So I guess it's true, if you are nice, nice thing will happen to you. You be nice to people, and people will be nice to you. And please, do smile people.

Have a good weekend...




ps: did you realized my last post was the 1st without ps or pss or psss? =)

pss: my new SonyEricsson phone has an awsome camera

psss: we shall have some breakfast this sunday but no mcd's ok?

pssss: i want an insanely fast motorbike

Love It

Try not to become a man of success but rather to become a man of value

- Albert Einstein

A Morning With Frosties

It's the 2nd week since we've been going out. She never return my phone or reply my text last night and today.

I'm started to think that I screwed up again this time. I kinda really like her. A lot...

The frosties I had for breakfast this morning was not as sweet as it is supposed to be. This situation worries me a lot (the frosties not being sweet? duhhhh...)

But phewwww she is sick and slept the whole night. Lucky me!!! I am safe =) ...for now. She texted me the moment she was up. I hope that she will be well soon.




ps : how's my short fiction?love it?

pss: i want a 50mm lens!!!

Dry

It's been raining almost every other afternoon in KL.
So the soaking wet weather kinda slows down the traffics in KL's major road during the rush hour. Seriously I pity those daily commuters.

But unlike the roads, I think my blog is a bit dry. Lag of visual effects. Maybe from the next post onwards I should throw in some photos. Yup photos. OK now I gonna take my camera for a ride before my next post. You take care.




ps: meeting at 5pm? why???i need my tomyam a.s.a.p

pss: i can't not to think about the watches i saw last weekend...urghhh

psss: my last week's fantasy football points was season best.i've peaked 125 last season =)

pssss: should i or should i not learn the Wordpress??

Random Flirt

Last weekend, while I was having a supper with the usual lepak kaki group, one of the gang, SC suddenly said

"eh NM*, you nak tau something tak? this is FYI je..." SC trying to bait me...
"what?...what?" NM makan umpan dengan senangnya haha

okay, long story short...
one of SC's carmate (which also is her co-worker I supposed) was my random flirt, about 2 to 3 years ago... and the sad part is, I can't barely recall anything about her, not even a thing (I tried to, but no it doesn't flash anything. pfffh SORRYyyy)...
but the fact she still remember me, I think it was sweet. Really sweet...

So if you happen to read this post in the future, I want you to know that I think you are really sweet. Knowing that you have a fond memory of me, really made my weekend though I have to work on that next Sunday.

*NM = NorthernMonkey




ps: the random flirt is engaged recently

pss: NM easily tempted with baits

psss: NM is not proud of his lost-count random flirts

pssss: hey it's a perfect weather to have kfc for lunch

Personality Test

I came across this personality test while I was reading this one good blog,I think...

it's from iPersonic.com


Groundbreaking Thinkers are charming, enthusiastic persons. They really bubble over with energy and like to take centre stage. They love variety both professionally and privately. Groundbreaking Thinkers tackle changes consistently with their optimism and firm belief in their own abilities; they are always on the look-out for improvement possibilities.

Their excellent communication skills are of great advantage to them here. They approach the world with curiosity and openness and master new situations with a great deal of talent for improvising and with resourcefulness.

Their spare time is taken up with a large number of hobbies; most Groundbreaking Thinkers like to travel in order to gather as many different impressions as possible. This personality type is unbeatable at discovering new possibilities. Read the rest.

First few paragraph was absolutely true. And the rest made me smile.




ps: after a week off,i'm never been so excited to go to work this sunday

pss: take the test and let me know.same with me?high five!!!

Jom

dah tengahari....

sembahyang Jumaat!!!




ps: hoooo dah 2nd post heeeee

pss: my younger brother is seating for his exam in glasgow today.millions of luck for him

psss: i think i've just corrupted a young mind far in eastern france,my youngest brother with a unnecessary piece of advice during a chat session yesterday

pssss: bad influence-lah aku ni

The First Post

The First Post, resembles a typical American newspaper brand like we have seen in many hollywood movies.

OK this would be my fourth or maybe the fifth first post. But why? Yup it's a big why there? I don't know so I can't tell you why. Maybe it's just 'The Big Leap' thingy.

I have always wanted to write but always at lost on what to write. So pray hard, that this will not be another of my hangat-hangat taik ayam attempt =)




ps: lets congratulate me,myself on this very first post

pss: not forgetting,23-yrs old mr Lewis Hamilton on his F1 World Championship victory

pss: also to Senator Barack Obama,on his admission to the Oval Office this coming January.bravo

psss: i plan to use my uber cool iPhone 3G by the end of the month.or not........