Thursday, September 30, 2010

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

The Sweet Little Things…

Just last week when I was at my friend’s wedding in Muar, her husband did an awesome thing.

To be honest, this is not my first time seeing a bride crying during a wedding. Especially when the bridegroom pulls out a surprising stunt under his sleeves to woo his bride. And of course, every scenario that I’ve seen in the past have their own uniqueness.

Any men who start thinking about what sort of surprises that he’s going to do for his future bride is healthy. Unless his girl friend start giving him a stern warning to do a surprise for her future wedding, that is not counted.

According to Suharto, he said he will do a teh tarik surprise for his bride-to-be in his future wedding. Yes, I can rest assure that his future bride-to-be will be crying. Seriously crying.

Thursday, September 23, 2010

Awesomess…

I couldn’t resist it, so I gave it a try…

I thought moments of me salivating the burger would send me to another dream land. But not really. Practically, it’s pretty much the same thing. Just that it’s bigger, that’s all. Well, the ladies might disagree.

But I think it will be way awesome if the burger had a mix of chicken, beef and pork. Hence, Triple Mixed Cheese Burger. Hola… That, my friends, would be what I call “the-true-spirit-of-awesomeness”..

Monday, September 13, 2010

Sailing By...

Just another weekend. I know my self-portrait skill sucks..

Thursday, September 9, 2010

Roadside Lift

I was on the way home from work in Port Dickson. While driving I saw a couple of foreigners standing on the roadside, lifting a thumbs up, hoping for somebody to stop by. One car after another, nobody stop by. I was thinking what a poor fella. The power of thumbs up doesn't work here. What are the possible reason that nobody would ever want to stop by and give a lift? To name a few, this are my hypnosis. Locals are to afraid they can't understand foreign accent? The locals can't speak English? Locals are too afraid of being robbed? Or being raped? Whatever it is. By the time I was giving thought into it, I realised that I've passed them too far off for me to stop by and give a lift. Duh.

I think most people around me are too afraid to take chances. Too afraid of making mistakes. Too much fear of this and that, and end up not learning anything by being too confined. Fear. False evidence appearing real.