Life is too short to be ordinary...

zombie

chanija@yahoo.com (Brian Kinney) — Mon, 20 Jul 2009 01:32:00 +0000

I just love this acoustic version so much. This song might not be ear soothing for many people but the song is very meaningful. To me, I enjoy the lyric and the song too :)

Happy Music Monday!

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Kath I love you [part 3] – Final

chanija@yahoo.com (Brian Kinney) — Wed, 15 Jul 2009 13:51:00 +0000

To those who just follow my blog recently, please read part 1 and part 2 before read this final part.

I sat beside the road in the rain. A hot coffee in my hand. My mind was blank. Nothing, seriously. Nada.

My mind didn’t do the talk. But my heart. Deep inside of my heart, I felt sad. Every time when it is raining, my mind will just fly. Fly to nowhere but thinking of how long could I handle this? How long could I pretend that it is ok which it is not really ok?

Sighed.

As I always do when I know I lose or frustrated. Just a simple sigh. No grumbling. No mumbling. Or even no frown on my sweet cheeky long face. I prefer to hide my feeling beneath my heart. No one should know. No. Not even my family. I don’t care if they want to think that I am self centered or idiot. Or any of thousands word they could use from the dictionary that can best describe about me.

I thought of Kath.

Yes, about her. She was still in Taiwan. On vacation with her lover even though she claimed that she has no feeling anymore toward him. I trusted her of course. If I didn’t, how could I be with her till now? Knowing that I’m sharing my lover with another person. It was a heartache. Painful. Pain that you can’t bear with a virgin heart. Mine was mended.

I had been busy with my work. My study. My activities. I did many things to keep me alive and not to think about her so much. Not that I wanted to ignore her. But just that I didn’t want to think or say thing that I don’t mean.

I love her.

I looked at my paper cup that filled with coffee. The coffee was already cold. It just leaked through my finger as the rain kept pouring into the cup. I threw it away. I was totally soaked. I didn’t care.

I looked up to the sky and murmured:

“God, I know my relationship now is forbidden. But I love her so much and I want her to grow old with me till my last breath”.

Sighed. This time it was heavy.

She will arrive at the airport at 11pm. I will fetch her. I wanted to solve this problem for the last time. One last time. No regret. No more pain. Even though I have to live like a corpse with no soul. I couldn’t bear the pain anymore. I didn’t want my mended heart been torn again. No Kath… No.

It was 11pm.

I waited for her at the airport. She walked through the arrival door. She smiled at me. I waved my hand. I smiled back. Only God knows how much I miss her. Most important, how much I love her. I took her luggage and brought to my car. She followed happily. I drove to her house.

As soon as we entered the house, she kissed me. Kissed me deep. For the 20 minutes, we just let the lips did the talking. I knew, it was not the right time to ask or tell anything heartrending.

I held her hand and walked to her room.

“Angel, take off your clothes and go to the shower and I will go in in a minute”.

“Ok, but don’t take too long Sunshine” she replied happily knowing that I would showered her, rubbed her back and shampooed her silky hair.

“I love you”. A simple replied from me. My mind still running wild.

“I love you more!” she simply screamed.

I smiled.

I took off my clothes. I looked at my belly button ring and it reminds me why I did the piercing before. It was because of her. I wanted to experience what ever she has been going through. Even the pain. I didn’t care if anyone would call me faggot just because I have this piercing.

I walked to the shower room. Opened the door and I saw a beautiful body in the shower. She smiled. She purposely splashed the water to my face. Cold water! She knew how much I hate cold water especially early in the morning and late at night.

“Hey! It’s cold!”

“Hahaha so?”. She replied naughtily.

I turned the hot water to make the shower warm. Ah…I felt good. I hugged her from the back, under the shower. Whispered “I love you angel”. She held my hand and put it around her waist. I kissed her neck. Her earlobe. She moaned. I started to caress her. She did the same. It was a hot shower session. I felt like I was in heaven. Satisfied.

She put her cream on while I lied in bed. I didn’t talk much. In fact, I didn’t talk at all since I went out of the shower. She knew there is something not right.

“Sunshine, I know it is dark now but that doesn’t mean you cannot shine at night. Moon needs you to proudly shine bright”. She said it cheekily.

“We must discuss about something important Angel. I want you to choose now, tonight, who you want to be with”. I asked her while I looked down on the pillow on my thigh.

“Sunshine, I already told him that I choose you and we broke up. It was a hard decision to make and it even harder for him to chew”.

I was shock. I stayed silent for few minutes.

“Sunshine, you ok?” she asked.

“I’m so happy Angel! Very happy! Tomorrow I want us to celebrate. We will go somewhere for the champagne. Ok?” I replied.

“Sure Sunshine… with you is always my pleasure”.

“Angel, I want to grow old with you. I want to be with you till the end of my life. I really do!” my heart beats was fast like I was going to get a heart attack.

“But how if I don’t like your wrinkles?” she grinned.

“Then I must make sure I can afford plastic surgery!” I replied back while pinching her cute cheek and pulled her close to me. I kissed her deep with my eyes closed tightly.

We both laughed. Breaking the silence of the night.

please say something

chanija@yahoo.com (Brian Kinney) — Wed, 15 Jul 2009 02:04:00 +0000

What do you learn from this?

Give your comment. The longer the better.

bon odori

chanija@yahoo.com (Brian Kinney) — Tue, 14 Jul 2009 12:00:00 +0000

Bon Odori Festival is a Japanese Buddhist observance honouring the spirits of ancestors, who return once a year to visit their families. Traditional dance is performed to entertain the spirits of the ancestors. Bon Odori 2008 attracted around 50,000 locals and tourists. Fireworks of 15 minutes will be display at 10.00pm.

Source: Penang Official Tourism Website

Period: 18th July 2009 5:00pm - 10:00pm

Venue: Esplanade

Organizer: The Consulate of Japan

common law

chanija@yahoo.com (Brian Kinney) — Tue, 14 Jul 2009 07:21:00 +0000

Don’t ask me what is Common Law. Just find out at Wiki.

By the way, I want to know why we are using different Common Law in Malaysia?

In Peninsular we are using Common Law 7th April 1956.

In Sabah we are using 1st December 1951.

In Sarawak we are using 12th December 1949.

Can’t we choose one and use it for the whole Malaysia? I want to ask the lecturer but the warning has been given in the module since it is not in the module scope.

sparkling apple

chanija@yahoo.com (Brian Kinney) — Mon, 13 Jul 2009 12:14:00 +0000

Try this.

Pour half of the glass with Sprite and another half with Peel Fresh – Apple & Aloe with crunchy aloe in it.

You tell me how is the taste like ;)

vincent

chanija@yahoo.com (Brian Kinney) — Sun, 12 Jul 2009 17:14:00 +0000

Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and gray
Look out on a summer's day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy linen land

Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now

Starry, starry night
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze
Reflecting Vincent's eyes of China blue
Colors changing hue
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hands

Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now

For they could not love you
But still your love was true
And when no hope was left in sight
On that starry, starry night
You took your life as lovers often do
But I could have told you Vincent
This world was never meant for one as
beautiful as you

Starry, starry night
Portraits hung in empty halls
Frameless heads on nameless walls
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget
Like the strangers that you've met
The ragged men in ragged clothes
A silver thorn on a bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow

Now I think I know
What you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen they're not listening still
Perhaps they never will

Note: No Mister Linky yet as LJL has not uploaded the latest one :) I will update as soon as possible.

statute?

chanija@yahoo.com (Brian Kinney) — Sat, 11 Jul 2009 18:32:00 +0000

I'm confuse about this:

Ordinance (before Independence 1946 - 1957) and Act (after Independence) which can be legislated by Parliament.
Enactment which can be legislated by Dewan Perundangan Negeri.

Those above are written law.

Laws that can be legislated known as statute.

So, are they statute?

PPSMI

chanija@yahoo.com (Brian Kinney) — Fri, 10 Jul 2009 14:03:00 +0000

I always pray that this will never happen but who am I to vote so when idiots won the majority for the abolition?

Hey idiots, it’s only for two subjects that will be taught in English: Mathematics and Science.

I really feel like washing their brains that have been rusty for ages.

I always feel weird when some people said that by teaching Science and Mathematics in English will give a hard time to the students and worse this great move will lead to the vanishing of Bahasa Melayu which I think purely ridiculous.

When the first time it was introduced, yes we didn’t have a beautiful chart to brag about but after some times, it became better and better each year.

Some people even complaints about there are a lot of problem to those students in the rural. Are you suggesting that we have to move backward to the rural level and stuck there until those students manage to cope with the world? If the rural students want to be success, they don’t have any other choice than to study hard and practice it. If they are entitle to continue study and will be studying abroad, do you think they will still use Bahasa Melayu in other people’s country? You wish.

Most of the reference books are in English. Do you know how hard for the students to translate English-Malay and Malay-English?

As example:

Server (English) = Pelayan (Malay)

Joystick (English) = Batang Ria (Malay)

… and you think it’s good for our future? I have to read the books, remember them in English and then I have to translate to Bahasa Melayu to answer the assignment and exam questions.

Nothing much to say since it’s already been decided. The weird thing I don’t understand is why the oldies fighting for the abolition but the youth are against them? Do they know that this is important to the youth not to them anymore since they are counting days to leave this world soon? Maybe sooner.

Note 1: No wonder some officers in my company can’t speak or write decent English.

Note 2: Congratulation Malaysia.

two opposite suicides

chanija@yahoo.com (Brian Kinney) — Fri, 10 Jul 2009 02:43:00 +0000

badminton

chanija@yahoo.com (Brian Kinney) — Wed, 08 Jul 2009 15:21:00 +0000

I got the picture but I have been postponing writing about it for so long. Busy with work, study and also don’t feel like writing an old post but since I will write about another competition, so I guess just write about the old story instead.

Last month I joined my company for badminton competition. It’s a competition for some sports including table tennis, dart and carom other than badminton.

All doubles. No single.

There were 5 games which are veteran above 40, officers, open, mix double and woman double. In team A, there were BSN (the favorite for winning the competition), EPF, State Finance and AG. In team B, there were IRB, Customs, Rakyat Bank and Agro Bank.

The first game between IRB and Customs, we lose. Rumors had been spread about the best team in B was Rakyat Bank. So when we lose to Customs, we were upset and thinking of going home early than we expected. Customs was strong. My double loses to them. I played in open category.

Then we won against Agro Bank and believe it or not we won against Rakyat Bank too! That means we could go to the semi-final!

Everybody was so happy and we have to come for the next day for semi-final.

The unhappy part was, winner of group A going to meet runner up in B. Yes, you are right. We must defeat BSN in order to go to final. Unbelieveable.

So the heat thumping moment happen. BSN with a lot of supporters kept screaming like there is no tomorrow. They were about 30 peoples for the supporter which don’t ask how many we have other than the players itself.

I was so pressure until we won little against them in the first set and lose in the second set. So we played for rubber game.

It was just the matter of who can’t handle the pressure. I did a lot of provoking which actually works! One of the players threw the racket up to the air. I knew we were going to win!

Yes, we won as I expected which means we were going to meet Customs who won against State Finance. Damn.

Honestly, my energy drained out together with the sweat. Very tired!

In final game, I couldn’t play anymore. I couldn’t even smash. Pathetic.

We won the 2^nd place and I knew I made all the gang upset. The pressure was not just about the game but also we were the hope. If we lose, the result already needs not to be told.

The best part of the competition was I got a lot of fan. I don’t want to brag about it but those who joined the competition should know about it. Ha-ha.

Last night I had another competition between LHDN and Marine Police. Our expectation was low. Not to say that we don’t have the courage but those uniform teams usually have their own court and they play every day and night which most of us play once a week. I play 3 times a week.

Obviously they were way too strong to be played with.

We got 5 games and we lose all. I hope my team won’t be disappointed and will keep the spirit high for the next friendly game.

I must train harder in order to be better. Now, I’m crazy of table tennis.

I’m good with games that use hand. Ha-ha!

superb

chanija@yahoo.com (Brian Kinney) — Wed, 08 Jul 2009 12:45:00 +0000

I just think that this advertisement is very unique :) Enjoy ya!

cctv

chanija@yahoo.com (Brian Kinney) — Wed, 08 Jul 2009 01:28:00 +0000

CCTV is very important don’t you think? Not to forget, be careful when you cross the road ya.

i knew

chanija@yahoo.com (Brian Kinney) — Tue, 07 Jul 2009 03:15:00 +0000

When our eyes first met
How did I know?
How did I know all my love, to you, I would show

How did I know?
You would be the one to make my life complete
To fill my eyes with love
No longer with deceit

How did I know?
You would show me love in so many ways
Leaving me speechless
In ecstasy, a continuous daze

I have you to love
How can it be?
I have a part of you inside of me

How did I know?
I belonged in only your arms
With your strong hold, you keep me from all harm

How did I know?
That sexy sparkle in your eyes
Would be the cause of my daze, my desirable sighs

How did I know?
I would need you to live
To you, all my love, is what I give

How did I know?
We were destined to be
It's the passion in your eyes
The premonition I feel inside of me

How did I know?
All my thoughts would be of you
How did I know....?
My love, I knew

I LOVE YOU!!!

the moon represents my heart

chanija@yahoo.com (Brian Kinney) — Mon, 06 Jul 2009 03:32:00 +0000

Enjoy ya! ;)

bbq

chanija@yahoo.com (Brian Kinney) — Sun, 05 Jul 2009 05:32:00 +0000

I’m totally exhausted today. I mean, very exhausted.

I didn’t have good sleep and rest for the whole week with a lot of works in the office and some assignments to get done at home too.

Good thing is I try to find time to write here even though I’m practically fully occupied.

Right after work on Friday, I did my exercise. You, please don’t laugh.

Then my friend and I drove to QueensBay Mall for Transformer. I bought the ticket on Wednesday since I knew it’s hard for me to get good seat if I go on the day I want to watch movie.

The movie was good! Indeed. Weird thing was my friend fell asleep. It was either he wasn’t into this movie, or simply very tired like me.

Then, I reached home around 3am and shower was needed as my hair was ruined by the hair clay.

I bet I slept soundly. Who can tell anyway? ;)

Woke up and did exercise. Sweating. I guess I did it hard.

Took shower and drove out to buy some necessary groceries. End up I bought apple juice with aloe, soda, 3 in 1 Nescafe, instant noodle and some green apples.

Rushed back home as I got badminton at 2-5pm. I reached badminton around 2.30pm. I didn’t play for almost 2 weeks but lucky I still got the stamina and hidden skills :P

I drove hurriedly to reach home as soon as possible after badminton at 5pm as I need to reach BBQ party organized by some secret organization at 7pm.

Reached home, showered and wore as simple clothes as I could.

The road was busy. You have no idea how far I have to drive from home to badminton, badminton to home and home to the beach :P but I managed to reach there around 7.30pm. Not punctual, but at least not the last one :P

The BBQ was great. I thought it’d rain but lucky for us it didn’t. So the charcoal was safe. I stuffed myself like there’s no tomorrow with a lot of foods. We grilled a lot of food likes fish, sausage, fish ball, otak-otak, chicken wing. The fruit jelly as dessert was tasty too!

I’d agree with Kirsten that next time we should have music (based on the group beside us played some music lol).

The chef :P

Smile!

The girls

The guys

The grill event :)

I had a great time :) Thanks guys!

boy and apple tree

chanija@yahoo.com (Brian Kinney) — Fri, 03 Jul 2009 04:12:00 +0000

A long time ago, there was a huge apple tree.

ِِA little boy loved to come and play around it every day.

He climbed to the treetop, ate the apples, took a nap under the shadow...

He loved the tree and the tree loved to play with him.

Time went by...the little boy had grown up,

And he no longer played around the tree every day.

One day, the boy came back to the tree and he looked sad.

'Come and play with me,' the tree asked the boy.

'I am no longer a kid, I do not play around trees anymore'
The boy replied.

'I want toys. I need money to buy them.'

'Sorry, but I do not have money....

But you can pick all my apples and sell them. So, you will have money.

The boy was so excited.

He grabbed all the apples on the tree and left happily.

The boy never came back after he picked the apples.

The tree was sad.

One day, the boy who now turned into a man returned

And the tree was excited 'Come and play with me' the tree said.

'I do not have time to play. I have to work for my family.

We need a house for shelter.

Can you help me?

' Sorry',

I do not have any house. But you can chop off my branches
To build your house.

' So the man cut all the branches of the tree and left happily.

The tree was glad to see him happy but the man never came back since then.

The tree was again lonely and sad.

One hot summer day,

The man returned and the tree was delighted.

'Come and play with me!' the tree said.

'I am getting old. I want to go sailing to relax myself.

'Can you give me a boat?' 'Said the man'.

'Use my trunk to build your boat. You can sail far away and be happy.

' So the man cut the tree trunk to make a boat.

He went sailing and never showed up for a long time.

Finally, the man returned after many years.

'Sorry, my boy. But I do not have anything for you anymore.

' No more apples for you... ', The tree said.

'No problem, I do not have any teeth to bite ', The man replied.

'No more trunk for you to climb on'

'I am too old for that now' the man said.

'I really cannot give you anything....

'The only thing left is my dying root', The tree said with tears.

'I do not need much now, just a place to rest.

I am tired after all these years' the man replied..

Good! Old tree roots are the best place to lean on and rest,

Come, come sit down with me and rest.

' The man sat down and the tree was glad and smiled with tears...

This story is about YOU (boy) and your PARENT (apple tree).

river flows in you

chanija@yahoo.com (Brian Kinney) — Wed, 01 Jul 2009 03:39:00 +0000

I love this song so much. It touches my heart. My feeling.
I hope someday, I can play piano.
This song is one of the songs I want to play.
Not to forget Ballade Pour Adeline.

number crunching

chanija@yahoo.com (Brian Kinney) — Tue, 30 Jun 2009 16:01:00 +0000

1, 2, 6, 42, 1806, ___ ?

what is the next number?

i told you i'm smart ass in the profile

catwalk

chanija@yahoo.com (Brian Kinney) — Mon, 29 Jun 2009 16:36:00 +0000

what will you do if this happen to you? haha.
if this happen to me, i will simply walk and show off. of course you must have confidence. those who run away are cowards and low self esteem. i'm not.
doesn't matter your body is hot, fat or skinny.

life is full of uncertainty. be spontaneous! ;)

angel

chanija@yahoo.com (Brian Kinney) — Sun, 28 Jun 2009 16:22:00 +0000

shaggy - Angel @ Yahoo! Video

Girl, you're my angel, you're my darling angel
Closer than my peeps you are to me, baby
Shorty, you're my angel, you're my darling angel
Girl, you're my friend when I'm in need, lady

Life is one big party when you're still young
But who's gonna have your back when it's all done
It's all good when you live, you have pure fun
Can't be a fool, son, what about the long run
Looking back Shorty always mention
Said me not giving her much attention
She was there through my incarceration
I want to show the nation my appreciation

Girl, you're my angel, you're my darling angel
Closer than my peeps you are to me, baby
Shorty, you're my angel, you're my darling angel
Girl, you're my friend when I'm in need, lady

You're a queen and so you should be treated
Though you never get the lovin' that you needed
Could have left, but I called and you heeded
Begged and I pleaded, mission completed
Mama said that I and I dissed the program
Not the type to mess around with her emotion
But the feeling that I offer you is so strong
Been together so long and this could never be wrong

Girl, you're my angel, you're my darling angel
Closer than my peeps you are to me, baby
Shorty, you're my angel, you're my darling angel
Girl, you're my friend when I'm in need, lady

Uh, uh Girl, in spite of my behavior, said I'm your savior
(You must be sent from up above)
And you appear to me so tender, say girl I surrender
(Thanks for giving me your love)
Girl, in spite of my behavior, well, you are my savior
(You must be sent from up above)
And you appear to me so tender, well, girl I surrender
(Said thanks for giving me your love)

Now life is one big party when you're still young
And who's gonna have your back when it's all done
It's all good when you live, you have pure fun
Can't be a fool, son, what about the long run
Looking back Shorty always mention
Said me not giving her much attention
She was there through my incarceration
I wanna show the nation my appreciation

michael jackson died

chanija@yahoo.com (Brian Kinney) — Sun, 28 Jun 2009 08:13:00 +0000

who doesn't love michael jackson? who doesn't know him? in case you ask about mikael, then it will sounds unfamiliar because that was recently happen and not officially announced.

the weird thing is life is never fair. why do i say so? because you will 100% be remembered and loved when you're gone. sad... but true.

he is not the first to be used as example. but since he is the recent case, i simply point out the truth.

i love michael jackson songs so much maybe because of my parent's influence. i still remember how funny i was when try to immitate his dancing stype including moonwalk and not to forget grabbing my crotch and scream "auwwww!" while touching my head (i suppose to wear hat, i know).

he is a legend. everybody knows.

king of pop.

i was shock to know that he died because of the heart failure not by the skin cancer which was the reason he expected to die with.

even though he is not with us anymore, i hope the songs will still be playing everywhere forever and not just for tribute.

michael we're going to miss you!

bad driver

chanija@yahoo.com (Brian Kinney) — Thu, 25 Jun 2009 03:10:00 +0000

I wanted to write about this for so long but just that I couldn’t find time to write about it. I know both gender will try to defend their points and shoot each other with the best disadvantage they got in their mind to defeat the opposite gender. It’s normal. Yet, we are seeking for the gender equality?

I’d say that men are better driver compared to women.

Why?

First, women have great self low esteem. Believe it or not, they always think men are better than them in many things and fields. So, no matter what they do, they’ll always try to be more careful which will make them a careful driver but very SLOW!

Slow doesn’t mean you drive safe especially when you drive on the right lane which means the lane for those who drive faster!

Some of them are so obedience. They will still drive at 80km/h on the right lane even though a car which drives at 120km/h at the back for the sake of the 80km/h sign board. God must love them!

The worst part is when they want to turn left or right. They are always unsure and some of them not even give signal.

I just share my view.

What say you? ;)

ghost

chanija@yahoo.com (Brian Kinney) — Wed, 24 Jun 2009 04:06:00 +0000

do you believe in ghost?

well, i don't believe. i do believe in spirit but not ghost. some horror "real-stories" can even make me laugh out loud.

today's hot news on the Kosmo newspaper front page is about ghost. my colleagues and i laughed together right after we read about it but then they were shock after reading it. why? it happened at where i live. haha. i kept on laughing!

i don't believe it... not at all.

so, guys... this is your opportunity to meet me in case you coming to see the ghost with your naked eyes! ;)

here's the link for the online newspaper: Kosmo Online

wrong post

chanija@yahoo.com (Brian Kinney) — Mon, 22 Jun 2009 15:52:00 +0000

Sorry for the double post. Haha. I wonder why I couldn't find the edit post yesterday! Sorry guys :P

Be patient for the next post ya ;)