Let's see what happens now.
Thursday, May 10, 2012
I can't sleep.
Confused, confused, confused.
My head hurts. Um, figuratively.
Where do I start? How do I begin? I've been arguing with myself for the last few days. All this rush of emotions has only been around the last few days! Perhaps slightly over a week at most. Emotions, emotions... boy, its been a really long time since you've actually screwed with my head. Long time no see.
This post might no make sense. I'll just type as I go along... my point will come through somewhere.
I hope.
I have long considered myself as someone with logic and reasoning, with evidence, science and making sense in general. And that has kept me grounded in reality and logic where emotions tear others apart. Of course, I am human, and I'm not void of emotions. I have plenty. It's just that I know how to keep a grounded view, and not overthink things that don't require too much thought. I know how to solve and answer so many problems my friends have; things they fail to see because they're emotional. As I see things more clearly, not going through it, and having it grounded in logic, I make sense with my answers. Thankfully, they see it later on when they have a clearer head. And so people turn to me for advice on almost every single thing. I'm honoured, but obviously not perfect. Sometimes people have told me I'm too logical, and too much of something isn't always good. It isn't most of the time.
And of course the most major matters are usually about relationships. Be it boyfriend/girlfriend, flings, affairs or crushes, I always have a word to say when they ask. And I am clear-headed because I'm not in those influx of emotions. Yet I have been in love before, and I've liked many girls before. I've come a long way since I hit puberty and so casually liked girls. Emotions and raging hormones? I'm a lot clearer with what I want in a partner now. And that has kept me very grounded for many years. From Tiffany onwards, up to Jerrine, I may have had feelings but it was never enough to screw with my head. The closest was Kai Yih, who I was deeply attracted to. Apparently the rest of the cellgroup saw that I spoke to her differently, smiled like an idiot at her sometimes and always kept going to her home. It was very obvious to them. But still I didn't have this head-over-heels thing for her. Nearing it at some points, but not up to that point. I was still very grounded. And when I found out that she had a boyfriend the entire time without telling me, that grounded reality made it easy to go through. I wasn't really emotionally hurt as I thought I would've, discovering something so serious. I took it easily as something that I should've taken note of.
However, very (extremely) recently, I have had this giddy rush, this joyful happiness and a bunch of confusing emotions I haven't felt in so many years. I have been saying for quite some time that I'm picky, and that I want an intelligent girl that is attractive. Someone who can accept and give constructive criticism. Preferably a Christian. And for so many years, I didn't find anyone like that. Tiffany was very smart and extremely witty, but she had a boyfriend and was a staunch atheist, not to mention I moved to KL. Cindy wasn't smart, but she was very pretty and very outgoing and fun. Shana was witty and pretty. Kai Yih was very pretty, but not smart in any sense. Sze Ying was just really sweet, without much brains. Jerrine was pretty, witty and very fun to talk to. But she moved away before I really got to know her. In all these cases they had perhaps a few of the major points I wanted, but nothing else, on my part it was just attraction. For my New Year's resolution in wanting a girlfriend, I posted a bunch of qualities I wanted. It was a long list, and naturally not very realistic to find someone so easily who had all these points. Not to mention I was aware that most people don't fall for people who have the qualities in their list. A look at the girls I've liked in the past easily shows that. And same goes with so many friends who get attached around me.
So, just to recap, partially for myself, lets see wat my list was.
She must be: Physical, intelligent, funny, caring, empathetic, open-minded, liberal (does not apply to theology though), outgoing, able to drink alcohol, able to hang out and chill, tell me about my faults, logical (but it's a woman, so this is a bit subjective), be able to hang out with my friends, compromising on important matters (it is inevitable on certain matters), be able to take constructive criticism.
She cannot: smoke, take drugs, be a retard (like not knowing who Hitler is), be stingy to an extreme extent, be above 10 years older than me, be below 10 years younger than me, be 5cm and above taller than me, be an extreme introvert, be unable to hang out with my friends, be polyamorous, be conservative, narrow-minded, blindly believe a belief system with no evidence, superstitious, be an annoying whiner.
Preferably: Long hair, a Christian, same church, shorter than me, witty, pretty, able to dress well, likes the same music I do, able to help me learn new things (activities and academically), not sexually active before marriage, a reader, a gamer, well-versed in literature, a heavy drinker, supportive, carefree, wears miniskirts or hot shorts, be able to play sports.
Quite a list eh? Picky eh? Not realistic eh? Yet I think I've fallen for someone who fits almost all of this. I am talking of course, about Sharon. Yes, her, the one I've been going out with so much the last few months, and even more so the last week. Out of everything she must be and preferably is, Sharon fits almost every single one. And the only negative thing I don't want is that she smokes. Apart from that, she fits my list near perfect. I've only known her since November last year, and we were never tight until the last 2 months. She gave me a blowjob (it's a drink) on Joseph's birthday and that was our only social event together that time. I only got to know her around mid-March this year, when Joseph invited a bunch of us to go for Underoath's gig. Sharon went for it, being quite active in the gig, and excited. Then after talking about our band stuff in front of her, she said she wanted to join the band. And so, after our first jamming session she's invited to me join her for drinks at Changkat almost every week since. And we've become extremely close.
She's shared so many things about her life to me, to the point that I know her intimately. And I've done the same as well, by sharing lots of stuff. But then again, I don't hide anything about myself, so meh. Anyway, lots of friends have been asking me whether I like Sharon, and I have honestly said no. She was just someone really fun to be with. Later on as I got to know her a lot better I realized she fit practically everything on my list. Yet fitting your list does not make you like someone. I really still didn't like her in that sense, although she was getting to be a much closer friend than I envisioned. I was fine with that. Who doesn't like making more close friends? Only last week or so, did I start getting this weird giddy feeling whenever she SMSed me. It's like your heart skips a little when you see a text from her. And it stops when she calls. And due to going out so much with her, it's happened a lot. The heightening feelings of all this perhaps trace back to when Sharon and I went out to Changkat ourselves. Just both of us talking about so much, drinking and enjoying each other's company. And it heightened exponentially when we went out to Mid Valley to watch The Lady. It was fun, and really enjoyable. Just both of us walking around, talking about countless thngs, playing in the arcades, teasing each other, and watching the movie. It was like I had a girlfriend all over again, minus holding hands and that sort of stuff. Almost the kinda stuff I used to do with Zhi Xuan last time, except with much more matured minds and money. But yeah... in simplicity, it felt like I had a girlfriend all over again. And of course how I've missed those feelings. Going out on dates, clubbing, and all that stuff. Stimulating as they are, pleasurable and enjoyable; and for the girls I liked, helping to establish the attraction, it just didn't hit the same level as this simple "date". It was just really comfortable, and I had a great time. Playing shooting games and racing games in the arcade with the girl you like. How simple, yet so enjoyable. And very fun.
Staying over in her place also established a comfort level, in a sense. And adding the fact that she allowed me to take her car back to my place. Not to mention all the times I've been driving her while she was sleeping or drunk (or both). There's a level of trust there. But then again, people seem to trust me really easily, so it's not exactly unique. But still, it's there. She can make countless dirty jokes and I do the same, without any discomfort. Adding on to make me more enamoured is the fact that we've been SMSing each other everyday since my birthday, for the entire day, up to the wee hours on some days. And that stupid heart-skipping thing happens everytime I see her name.
And so goes the thoughts in my head. I picture us being together, I picture us not being friends anymore, I picture a lot of things. And they keep recurring in my head. It's a pleasure yet annoying. I have not slept well since this attraction to her. I just keep going over things said, things done, things possible in the future, things that could go wrong. I keep going over to pictures of her taken from my phone, staring blindly. I have not had this rush of emotions in years! It's weird, yet disturbingly pleasant at the same time. It's messing with my head, messing with my logic. I told others how to solve their issues, think clearly, and it's easy because I'm not clouded with emotions. Granted, I still see clearly, much more so than in previous years and certainly a lot better than many other people, but still, it has clouded me. I'm doing the things, stupid sentimental things that I laughed at. Other people could do it, sure, but for me? No. Yet here I am, doing that.
Yet there is much baggage. My reasoning and logic tell me there's issues she needs to deal with in full, and my emotions tell me I can be the one who helps her deal with this. This is just one in a series of arguments that I am having with myself. And because I am me, even my emotional aspects have some basis. So I argue with myself. And arrogant as it is to say, I am pretty damn good in arguing with others. What more myself. When I questioned myself, I answer myself. Then I poke holes in my own fallacies, if there are any. Pfft.
Haha, and if all this wasn't messing with my head enough... and I saw something.
It's just one of those stupid quotes/motivation stuff you see all the time. This was from 9gag.
Yet due to convenience of timing, it's so applicable. Divine eh? Coincidence? Stupidity? Oh geez.
But as I said, I will not actively chase a girl, wooing her with gifts, flowers and stuff. I will stand by what I said. See what happens, and if there's chemistry, then we'll see what works. I have enough clarity to stick with that at least.
And see we shall, amor.
Chronicled
3:04 PM
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Aye, right. So I went out with Sharon on Monday.
But I haven't explained why I took her car back home on Sunday. Lol. Well here's what happened. After our pool match and chilling out till 3am, I asked how I was going home since I had no car that day. Normally Joseph would drive me back but Sharon came up with an different idea. She was extremely sleepy and tired so she suggested that I take her car, drive her back home, and drive the car back to my own home. The next morning I'd drive over to her place, drive myself to work, and then she'd take the car and do whatever she wanted, since she was taking the day off. Lol, I'll admit it was an odd suggestion but it suited everyone's needs perfectly. Plus I could drive in the morning, skipping the bus for one day, which was fine by me in every way!
So I dropped her to her place. When I was driving back, a huge storm raged, forcing me to drive extremely slow. When I reached Cheras, the storm was even worse. I myself was tired, and the storm didn't look like it was ceasing soon. She had ingeniously left her iPad in the car, and I had some stuff I needed to keep dry. With no umbrella in the car I took off my shirt, wrapped the stuff and ran back to my house. In those few seconds I was thoroughly soaked, although the belongings were dry. Whew.
The next morning it was
still raining. I drove to her place early in the morning, and we had that slightly tired, slow kinda morning conversation. Her place is really near my office, so it was convenient. I dropped myself off and she went off. In the afternoon she SMSed me, emo-ing about certain plans gone bad. Lmao, after cheering her up I asked whether she had any plans. She didn't, and suggested we go watch a movie. I said sure, so long she was aware I had to work late in the gallery tonight, and had no car. She was fine with it.
After my gallery shift finished she picked me up and we headed to Bangsar to meet up with Susan and Max for dinner. Lmao. Had a great time chatting with them, laughing over stupid matters, as well as hearing about some more recent serious issues. Anyhoo, after chatting Sharon and I headed to Sunway for her to get her MC, and I thought of introducing her to Symposium, but I remembered that everyone was in Genting -.-. We went to Mid Valley to wait out for the movie. We had a little over an hour to waste.
So we went to the arcades! Lmao... Mid Valley's arcade is pretty crappy, and with the renovations, half the games were off. Geez. But still, we had a lot of fun! We played Ghost Recon or something like that, a shooting game similar to Razing Storm. Naturally I survived longer and she died pretty early on. Then we moved on to racing in Maximum Tune 2. Funny... we both chose our favourite car, the Nissan GTR. Same colour as well! Lmao. We raced, and at the last few seconds, I accidentally hit a truck, and she overtook me to win. Pfft! Meh... after that we went to Starbucks to chill and share jokes. We talked about advertisements, a lot of dirty jokes, and even classical music. I learned quite a few things. Nice.
And at last, the time for the movie had come. It started at 12:45am, and the crowd was pretty small. No surprise. It was the weekday, and it was a midnight movie. Not to mention we were watching The Lady, an autobiographical film about her childhood up to the point of our present time, and I doubt most Malaysians are interested in history movies. Michelle Yeoh seriously looks like her, and the hairstyle was practically identical. She did a great job as Aung San Suu Kyi, and her Burmese in the film was smooth and fluent. It was also historically accurate, with certain speeches being the exact words Suu Kyi used herself years ago. It cleared up some minor misinformation I knew about her and also led me to know much more about her life. Sharon picked the movie, so kudos to her. Apparently she's a history junkie like me, although on her part, certain facts and chronology could use some help.
The movie ended close to 3am. We walked and chatted as we tried to find the way back to her car, and again, she was extremely tired. Then again, so was I. She asked me to stay over in her place, so that she wouldn't need to drive me back, and in her tired state, drive herself back home. I was fine with that, but I needed a change of clothes and my laptop, so I said I'd drive myself home, pick up my stuff and then drive back to her place. She'd get to sleep in the car while I did my stuff. Funny thing was, when I reached home, my mom wasn't asleep yet. I told her I was staying over in Sharon's place and she was like "Her parents are okay with that?" and I told her that her parents were in JB, and that Sharon's mom was 6 years my mom's junior in the same secondary school, Foon Yew. Yeah. I learned a lot about Sharon on our "date", from ex-boyfriends to family and all. Apparently we're linked through several mutual places in Johor Bahru like Holy Light Church, Foon Yew and Permas.
Meh. So after I packed up my stuff I drove back to her place, and after she smoked her last stick of the night on the balcony (she's got a freaking balcony!), we went to bed.
Chronicled
2:02 AM
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Tuesday, May 8, 2012
Happy birthday to me. Lol.
Saturday was my birthday, and I'm now officially 23. Been in church for 9 years, been alive for 23. Was in Canada for 12 years, Singapore/Johor Bahru for 7 years and now my 4th year is in progress up in Kuala Lumpur.
I've been alive a little over 2 decades. Possibly a third of my life has passed, and maybe a quarter if I'm lucky. I was suicidal and depressed for most of my teenhood before finally getting out of that with friends and God. And now I enjoy my life, content and pleased.
The last birthday party I organized for myself was back in 2001, before I left Canada. 11 years later and I have not bothered to organize one birthday celebration for myself. I'm simply too lazy and can't really be bothered about my own birthday. So family or friends always plan it for me or celebrate with me. For that I'm eternally grateful. One thing, it is a reminder that I have people who care about me and will bother to celebrate it for me. And it's been a joy. Sometimes its just a simple meal, a treat, a gift, some money. Other times its clubs, a major meal outside or a symposium. And it's funny because I feel honoured that people would care more about my own birthday than me. I do have a "anything" kinda attitude for a lot of things, and its extremely apparent regarding my birthday.
So other people have always taken up the slack when it comes to my birthday. Although it initially began because I couldn't be bothered, now I still can't be bothered and I take it as tradition for myself. So things get tricky when different groups of friends organize things that clash. Hence, that comes the only time I make a decision regarding my birthday... what happens. Anyway, on Friday I met up with Ruz, Henry and Quen to just hang out, eat and catch up since it's been a while. It was also their way of celebrating my birthday with me. After some time in the arcade in Pyramid, we ate and walked around. Afterward Forsake Me Not had jamming in a new studio and after playing for a while Sharon went out to go to the washroom. Then she came back in with a little cupcake and they sang happy birthday for me, metal style. Hah. Jamming was productive anyway, and I headed to Sunway to meet up with Symposium, with Joseph joining us too.
The next day I didn't quite know what to do, since it was the actual day of my birthday. Symposium wouldn't be out until night, Essenism kind of celebrated and the band was celebrating later that night. So what did I do? I went for Saturday service. Lol. I haven't gone for Saturday services in a long time. But Pastor Kong was coming down today, with a couple of worship leaders from CHC SG and a few celebrities from Taiwan, so I thought, what the heck. Otherwise I'd just be slacking at home. It's funny to see my Singapore pastor referred to as a guest speaker here but yeah, he is anointed. Pastor Kong spoke about the cultural mandate, of how the tiny little vision Pastor Kong had eventually led to CHC SG becoming a megachurch, and how it influenced other churches to follow its method of reaching out to people using pop culture in their influences in the marketplace. Lots of videos were shown as testimony or memories of the time in the past, and for quite a number of them, it was a wave of nostalgia because I would see events I remembered in my mind, and the videos brought back the memories clearly. And to think a number of important church milestones were recorded and shown that day, it was a nice birthday present in a sense. Memories, one of my most treasured things. Synapses, grey matter... whatever. Seeing how far my church has come in 10 years is amazing, and to recall the times and hardships CHC SG went through was a nice reminder of how much we've persevered.
Anyway, it was a two-part service, with the second part ending at 9pm or so. I met up with Joseph and his friend Melissa during the break in between the services and we sat together for part 2. Once part 2 ended we quickly rushed off to meet up with Harish and drop Melissa back before heading to Luna Bar, where they were celebrating my birthday. Prthiv and Christian couldn't make it, so it was jus the 3 of us and Sharon, who would be coming late.
Luna Bar was beautiful as it was last time. And there were more people too, which made things nicer. However DJ Nika (or Nikla... I still haven't confirmed) wasn't around; it was some male DJ instead. We bought a bottle of tequila and downed shot after shot, which continued even more once Sharon arrived. Heh, there was one part where Sharon asked me what my wishes were. I said that doesn't tradition say that I can't tell my wishes or they won't come true? She said that I could, but just that I couldn't reveal all. I said that I've had 3 birthday wishes so far, so I'd reveal two. One was to get a girlfriend. The second wish, which was from Forsake Me Not's celebration in the studio, concerned the band so I wished that the band would become even better friends, staying united and make good music. Then I told her if she down three shots I'd tell her the third (after all, that wish tradition is fun to listen and follow but baseless). She did, and I told her... I wished for my friends to be happy. She was like "I downed three shots for that? The hell!". Haha! Well, I didn't give her the details at the time, but I guess I can take my time saying it here. I am currently very comfortable in my life. No major problems, and everything is stable. All the issues and problems I have are in regards to my friends problems. If all my friends had no problems, I would probably have none whatsoever. But I help out, and offer suggestions and a hand. Sometimes a shoulder. It affects me too, to a certain extent. So I wish that my friends would be happy, because then it'd make me even happier, and if there'd be less problems for them, through proxy, it'd be the same for me.
It wasn't hugely eventful. A lot more to deep conversations and jokes. I told Sharon about the whole Zhi Xuan story and she asked me what I wanted in a girlfriend. I told her I was picky and listed the general qualities I wanted. I wanted her to be smart above all, I wanted her to be attractive, and hopefully pretty, I wanted her to criticize me for my faults and to accept the same. And for every quality I listed, Sharon said "Like me!"... which is quite true actually. She actually fulfills nearly everything I listed on my New Years resolutions. More on that in another post. Also, somehow a bet was made that if Sharon couldn't read a certain passage in a book, she'd have to French kiss me. She claimed that she could read better drunk, which obviously didn't happen, and we ended up kissing. With tongues and all. Hahaha... and a drunk Joseph said that he has thought we were a very compatible couple for a very long time already.
Eh, Sharon looked really nice that night.
Sharon and Joseph ended up dying from all the tequila, while Harish remained conscious enough to talk, although he did puke. So despite them getting me to drink so much (and I drank more than all of them) I survived and was completely fine! HA! I had to hold Sharon when we were going off and I ended up having to drive her car back to her place. And brilliantly, police roadblocks were around. They stopped me and asked me where I was going. Then they noticed the drunk, passed out Sharon beside me and asked what happened to her. Forgetting that I was speaking to a police officer, I used casual lingo and said that she died, which shocked the officer. LMAO! I clarified that she drank too much and fell asleep. So since he knew we drank he gave me a breathalyzer test. Luckily he wasn't a moron like the last officer that gave me a breathalyzer test. Just once and he was okay. Fortunately for me my blood alcohol content was within legal limits (I cheated) and he let me off, apologizing. After reaching Sharon's home I took her to her place and after making sure everything was fine I went to Joseph's car; he'd drive back to Sunway and drop us to our cars.
Died. Yup.
And the next day, I'd oversleep for service, reaching really late! The cellgroup celebrated my birthday, and we joined a few others from Hsieh Liang's cellgroup. Faith's university friend and a zone supervisor from CHC SG also joined us. Had a great time! The cellgroup gave me cash as a present this time, probably because they don't know what to buy for me. Lol. Smart. Yellow shirts are only worn once a year =p. After lunch they dropped me off at Pyramid and I met up with Bruce and Justin at Ming Tien, again having another bunch of cakes from Bruce. We chatted for a few hours before going back to Justin's place and checking out metal bands and songs we were recommending to each other. We went to Mentari later on and chilled for a while before Joseph came and picked me up to play pool with Sharon. The rest of Symposium were going to Genting. Since it would last into the weekdays, I couldn't join.
So ended up going to SS15 to play pool, and I sucked like hell that night. I really don't know what happened to my skills! I only won Joseph once, and narrowly lost to Sharon for all my rounds. Lmao. After chilling and having some drinks, we left around 3am, and Sharon told me to take her car after driving her back home.
Why? I'll detail more in my next post. For one, I'm extremely tired now, and it kinda links with the events that happened yesterday anyway, so it'll connect. Not to mention it'll explain everything for a post that I'm writing up now, and am bloody questioning about.
Chronicled
3:12 PM
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Friday, May 4, 2012
So I said I had a really packed weekend 3 weeks back. And the week after that, it didn't change. Except it was more of a packed week in general!
So firstly, Michelle was hospitalized. Lmao. I was happily enjoying my work when I received a call from Miki notifying me about it. So I went and visited her, with Justin, Bruce, Andrew and Aaron the fiancee of course. Chatted a bit, ate and talked before we went off to let her rest. Headed to Sunway and chilled with Asri and Shazana before going back home. And was that the last of my hospital visits? No! Miki got hospitalized 2 days later, but I had an important conference call I couldn't miss a second time, so I passed on it first.
Friday was Fibiee's birthday, and she had decided a few weeks earlier to make it at Shogun, a Japanese buffet. Funny thing was, everyone was super late, so for quite some time it was only Joseph, her and I eating. Lmao. The food is really nice though! I only had 5 plates, but each plate was huge, so it was enough to satiate me. A lot. Sharon came later (she was late 'cause she went to buy the iPad 3), and later a few of Fibiee's other friends came along. Regina Ong, her two sisters and her boyfriend. I vaguely knew Regina Ong as a person in church, but I never met her in real life, and neither was I aware she had siblings. But geez. All three girls are hot! You'd think it runs in the family or something. And also distracting (apart from their looks) was me trying to have a conversation on my side with Sharon and trying to hold a conversation on their side as well. Janus, anyone?
After a long, extremely filling meal and conversations with everyone, Shogun turned off everything and began shooing us out. The hell. And it was only 10pm! We took some pictures amidst more chatter outside Shogun. Earlier Sharon said she was going to Changkat alone which obviously led me to some questions and followed by her invitation to join her at Changkat to drink. So I was like eh, why not. We went to Changkat, found parking and I had to be her security guard as she changed inside the car while I made sure no one looked. Freaking funny situation to be in. You're having conversations about sex, guys/girl and ladyboys, and a chick is changing behind you while you look ahead and make sure there aren't people in the alleyway.
Anyhoo, she did look really good after changing. Much better than the Shogun attire. We went to Never Mine again and drank. When payment came, that was the nightmare. She only had a hundred US dollars with her, and no ringgit. Earlier I paid for her cigarettes and some other stuff, and now for the drinks I wasn't aware I needed to pay for both of us. I was RM10 short. Great. I tried using my debit card but it didn't work. GREAT. I had like a few hundred inside! So its past midnight. We owe money, they won't accept American dollars, and I'm 10 bucks short despite having more than enough in my debit card which doesn't work. I've never seen a money-changer open past midnight before, so when they told me to try changing the American dollars, I went off on a long journey far away...
It was quite a distance. The money changer the bar staff told me about was closed so I went along and walked across the entire road, looking for a money changer that was open. After nearly reaching the main road at Bukit Bintang I finally found it! The last and apparently only open money changer at 1am. I got my newly converted ringgit and went back to pay. And then we continued our conversation, which was the whole Zoe story and incident. Lmao. She had been pestering me to tell her the story, and I told her it would take a long time to finish, since it was so long. After hearing everything, she knew why I couldn't shorten the story. Heh. She told me about her side as well, and about her exes. Interesting stories on her part. We left around 2am, and she dropped me back home since I didn't have the car that day. Fun night! And really enjoyable to know her better.
The next Saturday I had to skip band jamming because my dad was coming up to KL, and I was meeting him up. I met him for the first time this year at USJ19, along with Uncle Winston and Auntie Mimi. Ate, chatted and caught up. Apparently Mimi is a good friend of my dad's, who saw me about 10 years back when I just came down. I can't remember her at all! Lmao! She lives right beside Bangsar Shopping Centre and has seen the gallery I work for, so yeah, that was pretty cool. When I was describing my job and stuff, she said that she knows a shop that does just that in BSC. And what do you know, it is my company!
Had some talks on the website design I'm supposed to do for my dad and some cute chatter with Uncle Winston's twins, who were still there when he left. After a long catching up, my dad went off and I went off to visit Miki in the hospital. I had no time all weekday so since I had plenty of time that Saturday I went to visit her. That place is a bloody MAZE at night. They close half the entrances and the only way to enter the kiddie rooms (how fitting for her) was through a bridge at the second floor of the main building. Geez, I found her eventually though, and we caught up. She told me about the rest of Symposium coming in, making noise, getting kicked out and stealing biscuits. Lmao. Chatted for a few hours until her cousin and immediate family came in. Around the same time I also needed to pick up my mom, so I headed off.
The next day I went for church service in the morning, left early and met up my dad and Uncle Winston and his family. I needed to take pictures of Wisma Punca Emas in Seremban, since my dad wants to sell it off. I need to design a website for my dad that will showcase this property to international people. So off we went. I have not been to Seremban in ages. Even the last visit is a blur, however I clearly remember it being the last time I saw my paternal grandparents. And the last I saw my grandfather before he died. We went inside and took pictures. The place looks like a cleaner Silent Hill, honestly -.-. We went to the rooftop to take pictures as well, and yeah, generally just to show what the building has, the views and stuff. We went to Mantin later to get some important documents with the building plans and values of the building and then as a very random afterthought, Uncle Winston suggested that we go to Broga Hills. My dad had left by this time already, and I wasn't really rushing for anything, so I said, why not?
Let's just say I asked for it. I didn't regret it though, heh. We entered through the Broga Hill Temple (I don't know what's the real name) and proceeded to climb up the hill all the way to a HUGE statue of Sun Wu Kong overlooking the hills. The last time I went was for a chance to see the sunrise over the hills with some church members. This time it was in the middle of the afternoon, bloody hot and with plenty of light. It allowed quite a lot of nice shots. I'll try uploading them on Facebook or something later. But yeah. It was a nice time spent. Heading back to Sunway, I met up with Symposium inside Justin's house. Chilled out and heard about Asri's engagement party which I had to skip due to going to Seremban. When we were heading to Ming Tien to eat and chill, Sharon called me and asked whether I wanted to join them for a movie and play Left4Dead 2. Seeing no one there was able to drive me back home, I went along, to enjoy the movie and have a way back home. Joseph was there too, and we ended up watching My Way, a film based on a true story. In the movie Korea has been occupied by Japan and some Koreans are forced into the Japanese army. When the Japanese forces lose to the Soviet Union, they end up being part of the Soviet army, and later on after another brutal battle the leader of the Japanese forces, with the main Korean head off into German territory to try to go back home. They both end up being part of the German (Nazi) army. And then they end up being caught in the battle of Normandy, which was depicted bloody historically accurate in the movie. If you play the Normandy mission in Call of Duty 5: World at War, you'll see they look almost exactly the same! Anyway, no spoilers, but the Korean dies. And instead of Left4Dead 2, we ended up chatting at a mamak about a bunch of topics for hours, forgetting about playing Left4Dead 2.
Again, a really packed weekend!
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