I'm home alone again..
Poor JD. Everytime we come back to Melaka, he spends the whole day alone at home. It's sad to see his excited face in the morning, thinking that it's time to go back to Subang. I know he misses home.
Life's journey, of constant searching for that gratifying meaning to life. What's in joy and glory that we can feel each day? The rising sun? The sound of pelting rain? Or the sweet numbing sensation of chocolates?
Poor JD. Everytime we come back to Melaka, he spends the whole day alone at home. It's sad to see his excited face in the morning, thinking that it's time to go back to Subang. I know he misses home.
I went for a Paintball session recently, with my colleagues, on grounds of team-building (or stealing time from work, whichever way you want ot look at it).
Anyhow, it's my first experience at Paintball, after hearing and reading about it for so many times. Really, nothing comes close to trying it out in person.
The Equipment:
The Rules:
We played the game 4 to a side, with the objective of capturing the opponent's flag. Then again, this being our first time, our intention lingers more towards the number of bruises we will leave on the opposition; not the victory of flag capture.
To add to the fun, the session was held in the woods, amidst a light drizzle. Needless to say, we ended up soaked, muddy and bruised.
Like excitement? Try Paintball. Ladies and Gents alike.
Borsch Soup (HK ABC soup)
French Toast, with Honey and Peanut Butter
Not bad, eh....
Have anyone been following the Heroes series?
I've been following the first season on my notebook. Thank goodness for the world wide web. Now for the uninitiated, Heroes is all about people with unique abilities, due to some oddities in their brains which gave them the additional advantege over others.
Given a choice, what would you choose?
I wonder how this world will be like, if some people are given this "gift".
I received this from a friend, and posting it uneditted. Odd how people could survive under such circumstances..
In Malaysia, the average family income is RM3,000/month.
I understand there are many families whose monthly income does not reach RM3,000, but, to make things simple, let's take RM3,000 as the figure. Ok lah, right?
Okay, let's start rolling with a family which has Papa, Mama, 1 daughter and 1 son. Ngam-ngam ...
Calculation starts...
-Electricity and water bill:RM100 (No air-con, No home theatre, No water heater ...ok?)
-Phone bill (Mobile):RM100
-Meals for a happy family:RM775 (3 meals on RM25/day, RM25 for 4 persons...?)
-Papa makan teh-tarik during working hrs:RM155 (RM5/day, RM5 ... can eat what?)
-Car repayment:RM400 (A proton saga aeroback, 7 yrs repayment)
-Petrol (living in city, traffic-jam):RM300 (go to work, bring son to school, only can afford one car running)
-Insurance:RM650 (kids, wife and myself)
-House repayment:RM750 (low cost housing repayment for 30 yrs, retired still have to work to pay!)
-Tuition: RM80 (got that cheap meh? I don't think so)
-Older children pocket money @ school:RM20 (RM1/day, eat bread?)
-School fees:RM30 (enough ah?)
-School books and etc:RM100 (always got extra to pay in school)
-Younger children milk powder:RM50 (cannot have the DHA, BHA, PHA one, expensive)
-Miscellaneous:RM100 (shampoo, rice, sauce, toilet paper)
No medical fees, no cinema visits, no Astro education, no outing with expensive tolls and carparks, no extras for LRT and busses.
Now it's starting to ring true. Most Malaysians go thru life in debts. House debts, car debts, credit debts. It's no surprise that an honest survey will turn up more bankruptcies than reported.
Can someone enlighten me if the same is true elsewhere??
Here's the latest scoop.
The Govt wants M'sian-hosted bloggers to register, in a move to prevent malicious contents being published, causing harm to Nation Unity.
How is it that putting in an administrative obstacle can prevent malicious contents being published?
Register to instill Accountability?
Or should it be Educate to instill Accountability?
~What if the bloggers moved their sites out of the Country?
~No longer held accountable?
~Licensed to speak freely?
~Isn't the person who's blogging still on the same soil?
If preventing the wrong things being said is what this is all about, then get to the source.
~Why was it said?
~Is there a basis for discussion?
~Is there "dirt" for picking?
~Isn't people's interests piqued from sparks of unconformity that originated somewhere else?
Didn't we register car owners too? Did that prevent accidents, hit and runs?
Didn't we register business owners too? Where did those gambling dens come from?
Is REGISTERING people on a list, a SOLUTION?
May Li! Welcome to ClubThirty!
Happy Birthday to you,
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I tore my shoulder muscle. At least, that's what I was told by an experienced badminton player.
I've had this nagging sharp pain shooting up my right shoulder since last Monday, when I did a nature-defying smash. I had my right arm overhead, and took the smash on the left side of my head, which resulted in an odd "tearing" sensation.
The past one week, I've experienced the pain each time I reach for my wallet in my back pocket (pun intended). Also the same each time I scratch my posterior ;) or when I lift the arm overhead.
Serves me right, no? The pros train for hours each day, to execute that stunt perfectly, and there I go, a once-a-week wannabe, carrying a 35" waist, trying that stunt.
Ouch!