Time is running away...

I read Dil's blog, (check out the link down there) and she told that the LRT service has already been there for 10 years.

And it still sounds new to most of people. Even me. LRT are one of wonders in KL, at least for me. It helped me a lot. Going to work, shopping, dating, rushing, what ever you name it.

I got to knew a long lost last time fling on an LRT also.

I even got to know Tasha (the one who got married tu) on an LRT too. I was on my way from Setiawangsa to my office at Kerinchi stop. On that journey..

Ah takyah citer lah.. sibuk je nak tau.. hehehe..

My point was time ran so fast. I felt so left behind.

I'm so lazy to move my ass off home, but going to work is really aspiring me to write about a lot of things. Before this, all i do was at home making calls, and sometimes going in to the forest checking out this and that. Stuffs like that. I don't really meet people except for monyet, ikan, babi dsb nya. I see people but all those regular people.

You know what. Those binatang are quite, i don't know how to say it you know. They only appeared when I was off camera. When I hold a camera, no one dare to come close.

Camera shy la i think. I used to see a lot of babi last time. Almost everyday.

So again, i only met people. All the same people lah. I miss babi. Long time no see. Already. I already forgotten how do they look like. It has 4 legs kan? Very short right? twisted tail kan? Hmm.. i never saw pink babi live. Only black babi.

Talking about Aishwarya Rai, last night, I saw her movie, Mistress Spice.

To be frank, it's not a movie at all. It's all about her. The fascination of looking deep into the television, that actually displaying her face throbbed my heart. I don't remember what was the storyline. I can only remember she was pasting the spices all over the body before she met with the guy to make love. Damn.

Well, she's married to the Belachan's family member.. eh Bachan. Whose that guy? Abishek eh? That guy was even younger than her.

I saw her close up photo on the papers few days back. It was like a legendary masterpiece drawing.

Hmm out of words of how to describe her already.

Watching her cost me a lot. I'm late for work and the girls who was supposed to come over for an interview today also didn't turn up.

Another thing, I woke up just to find out my wireless router modem is disfunctional. Have to get a replacement.

I should have proceed with my hemsem sleep. Sleep like a monkey. Let the time run farther so I don't really bother to catch up.

Desperate Mode

I'm quite desperate. Need a clerk staying around Taman Universiti Skudai to help me on the office work. B. Mende aaa lu. Nak commission plak. Gua pun xde sen ni. Belanja McD boleyla.. Dah la gua call nak ajak lunch pun x angkat.

Actually there was one girl called asking for the job. At that time, I was pooping in the toilet. Luckily the handphone was within my reach so that I can ask her to come over for an interview the next day.

Before she came, she called again but at that time, I was again in the toilet and my poop were already half way out. The handphone were also out of reach. It was a private number so I guess it must be her. At around 11.20, there were 2 girls coming to the office and at first glance, one of them is cuter than the other one.

The not so cute girl was the one who called for the interview.. CIS....!

Anyway, she claimed to be fun, cheerful, and happy go lucky but I think my standard for being happy go lucky is way too high for her. I was a lil bit irritated when she sometimes gave me the look like I was flirting with her. Owh come on...! I think she's having problem with her self esteem, shy, timid and a lil bit smelly too.

The smells may caused by walking around Taman U looking for job the whole day.

End of the interview and I told her that I will call her later.

Wednesday was a lil bit boring day. I started the day with seeing Mel and gave her the album of her pictures I shot at Punggai and Batu Layar near Desaru. Thank god, her friends were interested and they may lookup for my service later.

Last time, Wednesday is the day I've been waiting for. It is the cheap movie day. I used to watch movies every wednesday with my ex-fiance last time. Almost every week. No single movie that I missed.

Now in JB, I would normally asked Lin for the movies. Or else, I would just went to Jusco Tebrau and watch with myself. It's kinda pathetic sometimes for not being able to share the emotional intrigues from the movie.

So my wednesday went off just like that. It was very frustrating when I get back to my car when I see this stupid note on my car.

I've been parking my car for the last 2 weeks and no one has ever warned me about that parking space. That parking space is actually just a small area which cars can get in and park. I opted to park there as the local council issued a lot of summons to my car unconsiderately. Sometimes, I left my car for 5 minutes to get the parking coupon but they already put the ticket on my windscreen.

So parking at that small open area is free. Now somebody is being rough. It's okay. I'll just park my big car blocking the way in. Nobody can ever get in or out of that parking space after this.

And tonight, it's very unsangkarable that my comment on ChikaDior's entry has been an intriguing comment that caused her to make an entry out of it..

I used to hear people said,

"Orang selalu cakap, bila kecil comel, bila besar buruk tapi bila tua jadi comel balik.."

And of course it reversible when someone is ugly when small, became pretty or handsome after grown up and became ugly again when they get much older.

One of the case is Aishwarya Rai. Look at her younger piccies. Ouch. X Selera u...

I can't wait to see her growing old.

The autistic in me.

I watched a movie about this one group of autistic people on Monday morning; which made me felt lazy to go to the office and I end up playing games from 11 AM to 1AM.

Hahahaha.. If you played Yahoo Games, you know how addictive they are.

You would never be able to see a lady aged 50+ playing games from morning, till afternoon, till evening, then continued till late night, anywhere in the world.

Except my house. Yeah, she's my mom, playing Bejewelled 2.

Back to the movie, as usual, I didn't remember any single names, even the title.

The main character, the herolah easy speaking who is a number freak, gathered a number of other autistic people, to avoid them from being alone. There's a writer who doesn't care about what other people think towards him, and there's a girl who keep telling herself that the mommy and daddy is gonna pick her up by the notice board. There's a middle aged lady who keep asking the hero to go out. And a few more.

One day, a new girl came. She has become the attention of the hero and the writer for her good look. She claimed she's also an autistic by being a 'lurus-bendul' person and she will just say things she wanted to say out loudly! She saw her parents laughing happily when they see someone breaking the olympic records and she went outside, taking with her all the music records and break them up!

Well as other normal movies, the hero and the heroin fell in love, stayed together, misunderstood, separated for a while as the girl's doctor told the hero not to see her again but he insisted himself to look for her and later, they get back together and decided to get married.

In the end of the movie, I think I'm autistic too. Why? Because....

The hero is a freak who cannot stay away from numbers. He related everything with numbers. I'm doing the same thing. I cannot avoid looking at things with numbers and getting the sum amount of all the numbers. I keep tracking the car's mileage and took pictures when the mileage reached certain numbers like 1111, 1234, 6789 and so on. I like 6789 because when it's being totalled up it became 30. If the car plate's number doesn't sum rounded to 20 or 30, which number should be replaced to get the numbers to sum up to become 20 or 30?

The hero freaked out when the girl rearranged his things. I would get mad as I knew where I put all my things even though the room was in a mess.

The hero was unable to talk out what is inside his heart when he is with the one he likes/loved. Gosh.. Me too.

The hero plays with numbers to calm himself down. I used to look outside and started to count things when I'm unable to control myself.

The hero will call call call and keep calling the heroin after a date, or doing something wrong, or just to say hello, so many times a day, even though he's only talking to the mailbox. If he didn't call, he afraid that she will think that he doesn't love her anymore. That's exactly how I am when I'm in love with someone.

The writer envy a guy with a girl who was a center of attention. That's exactly me right?

The hero likes dolphin. That's exactly me too..

The hero was unable to do anything when he is totally heartbroken. He went and stayed with his best friend, to avoid being alone. This is exactly me and what I've done too.

The hero proves that when people in love, emotion overrulled rationality most of the time, and even the autistic people felt the same way. The hero would simply regret what he has been doing and tried to get back what he had lost. Was that me? I think so.

That girl, when she gets excited or mad, she tends to speak it out loud. I do that sometimes, especially when I'm excited hahahaha!

Maybe one more autistic characteristic I have is that I'm addicted to my own-recipe oatmeal.

I read somewhere that love made us blind. Some say love made stupid people.

In this case, Love made me to become autistic.

Am I an autistic? Babi pun nak ngakulah. Hehehehe..