My 3 cents worth of opinion on fashion

Not a very great dresser myself and also not a person blessed with the good looks and body to simply wear anything and still be dashing and charming. The only thing I can do is maybe dress up as a commoner and try to blend into the society. So for a average bloke like me, I am opting for the London look - trench coat, skinny jeans, leather boots. With all these on, I am not outstanding but rather normal and blended into the londoners style. Some said I copied choon wei's style but in fashion terms-copying means the style is widely accepted. Of course nobody is indentical and we have our own preferences in colours and cuttings. I am no fashion guru wannabe but I always only wanted to present my most perfect self to others. Since I do not fare well in the handsomeness department, might as well compensate with the personality and clothing department. Whatever I might say, personality still counts. A confident and optimistic person will always have double the attractiveness compared to the rest. Jon has and had it. I am still working on it. Everybody says I'm a nice bloke. The truth is I do not like the nice guy tag. A nice guy is good as friend but not the 1st you have in mind as lovers. Fact!

London-3rd review

Still my preferred choice of city to work in and stay in albeit the sucky weather, high cost of living and congestion. If given a choice I would like to stay in bayswater and commute to city centre for work every day with the underground tube. I have always fancied the life of living in a metropolis with a fast paced lifestyle. Londoners are fashion consious and the British accent is the best accent that I have ever heard! Here you can get Malaysian food without actually being in Malaysia. No matter what the other thinks about London, it is the best city in Europe for me. The place I wish I could live in the future.

The sleepless night in Russell square

Lying down on the not so comfy double decker bed and staring at the dark ceilling above me. Lim is sleeping soundly below me. In fact everyone is asleep in the room except me. It has been a fruitful trip and a money burning one as well. Not to mention the fat gaining. Well this is also the 1st time I am posting through my iPhone. It's been a while that I planned to get one and finally it is right now in my hands. Gosh I guess I have to find a way to fall asleep!

Empty Decorations

I wake in the dark
With showers of life
Moments of emptiness around
Floating away
No other hope
Reality brings me

Into the ground
What can I do
What can I say
I need a place to hide away
Just for a while, just for a smile
Just for a life I used to know

The perfect song were filled with
Words of love and not with anger
What if they go
What if they leave me far behind

'Cause I don't wanna be alone... (uh oh)
Living life for on my own (uh oh)
I don't want to live my life in isolation
Filled with empty decorations
'Cause I want to be with people that I know

Who would do the things I do (uh oh)
Making all my dreams come true (uh oh)
I don't recognize the shadows at my door
Though I've seen them all before
Because the only thing I really want...
Is to be with you...(this last verse was relevant a few months ago)

Everybody has a personal demon and in fact one per day, but the greatest fear is facing it alone...the life in isolation and filled with empty decorations.

The reason

for getting drunk and losing self control? As the song from hoobastank with the same name goes "I'm not a perfect person. There's many things that I wished I didn't do..." Well I was relieved that exams are truly over and I can see the end of my torment. If choosing the wrong engineering course is already a hard pill to swallow, imagine studying just for the sake of getting your degree. So getting drunk is no big deal.

There are probably things I'll never say out blatantly but I am always willing to write it down. My ever overzealous attempt to talk more is just to stop me thinking the wrong things at the wrong time. It has been so for quite some time, the happier the atmosphere is, the emptier I felt for it was in the absence of his presence. And also my own conscience that had punished me for being such a useless friend.

I don't want to trod down the path that I have to be so "pretentious" to the extent people view me differently. I am a typical virgo in the sense that I want people to understand me but I don't want to tell them about myself. Why am I always secluding myself with my ipod? It's my shell to retreat to when I don't want to present myself, that myself I deemed imperfect for others to see. Another virgo characteristics it seems. I don't need others to help me, the lyrics of the songs carefully chosen by me can do the job better than a million words said.

I've found a reason for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
And the reason is you

I've found a reason to show
A side of me you didn't know
A reason for all that I do
And the reason is you

P.S. the "you" is subjective, don't put your ownself as "you"
Darren chants "Viva La Gloria" as he can forget about studying for exams.

15Malaysia - Lumpur

In my opinion the most heart-warming of all. Everyone has their own definition and interpretation on "Tanah" and "Air" when asked on separate accounts. But when it comes to a combined word of "Tanahair", the magic sets in. Tanahair unifies opinions, a word that holds such signficant power that it is unthinkable that when divided becomes so weak and meaningless.

One nation united, one love undivided. So why there are two systems in education, finance, jurisdication, and so on so forth? 1Malaysia or 2Malaysia? Sama-sama lahir di tanahair sama, jangan lawan sudah-LAH!

www.15malaysia.com - Watch it LAH!

Traces of past

It must be a lie if I ever tell anybody that I have overcome the grief I suffered during the past 2 months or so. The feelings went numb but not gone. There were traces of the past everywhere in the city. The road to the university, the ice cream shop, the park, the apartment, the room 2041, the sofa picked up from the dump which is now being used as a bed for somebody else. Everything bears a cruel memory of what it used to be. Those were the happier days. It used to be the 3 of us eating ice-cream together in the chilly winter, having potshots at each other's fashion sense while trying on clothes in departmental stores, studying together for the never-ending cycle of exams, cooking together, movie nights in room 2041 and some pretty dodgy drinking sessions in bars.

Today I was walking alone down the same street we 3 used to trod down happily just a year or so ago. I am licking the same ice-cream from the same ice-cream shop and heading home with the road we only know too well ourselves. The only obvious difference this time around is that I am alone. Memories came and go. Jokes and conversations were coming back like old films playing in the back of the brain. 1st the bakery shop at the corner, the RWTH building, the park, the basketball court, and finally room 2041 which he used to reside. Used to reside...how would things be when nothing had changed at all. Status quo? Will he still reside there? No, not with his abilities. He should have gotten his bachelor's degree by now. The brightest star of our batch, he will have a great future ahead of him, no?

Time is a great healer but not the ultimate cure. I think I need a new environment. A new beginning...

P.S. Thou shall not worry, the virgo sign has it that only he who can cure himself shall be the one to face the world when he is ready.