i know where you are :)

it's funny what technology can do for you. i have been able to figure out a rough itinerary of lis's india trip even though i have not spoken to her in for an ungodly length of time. and facebook, the ever knowing social network, has nothing to do with this.

From the sidelines

i was accused of infatuation prematurely. it was a crime i was yet to commit. maybe their age old wisdom and keen eyes caught the sparks that flew, the chemistry building up. or maybe it was their quick tongues that was always eager to gossip monger. it was juicy. anything involving the new kid on the block always is. being young and naive, i withdrew not wanting to fuel the neighbourhood talk. that was the pivoting point, and i became the pillar of trust. a spectator from the sidelines.

is that what i need...dutch courage?

reflection, my greatest flaw. i have a selective memory, only looking back at the good times. i wipe out the times when i have wronged, when i have been hurtful, when i have taken greedily without giving in return. it's scary because i have been trying to dig up old memories, but they have been locked up so tightly i just can't seem to decipher the encrypted code. this soul searching, however, has managed to stir up emotions i have forgotten and long buried. the answers to some questions that have haunted me for so long are slowly being unraveled. my fleeting attention, my flirty flightiness. my inability to hold on,incapability of letting go.

i am being weighted down by guilt. i have giant steps to take to rid myself of this burden. i'm going to right the moral imbalance that has plagued me. never has the time been more right.

F.A.I.M

what i learnt in financial and investment maths (f.a.i.m) today.

bees are very smart little things. once they find a stash of honey, they don't actually buzz about randomly but are flying in a pattern, to map out a path for their fellow bees. a specific guide to where the honey laden tree is and this little dance of theirs involves angles, degrees and the location of the sun. they are way smarter than me. random fact, courtesy of sap.

time crawls in faim. well known fact, courtesy of hy.

by next year, i might actually know whats going on in lectures. fact?hopefully. courtesy of dr ben rickayzen.

i'm doing the wrong course. i should be selling ice kacang by the beach in kuantan and be living the life. sun,sea, sand and surf. maybe i should set my business up by the beaches of bali. become old, rich and happy there. fact to be, courtesy of anusha.

freak is back

the crazy weirdo psycho cracko loser phone stalker has started again. and the pattern now is my room phone then hy's then mine then hers complete with music in the very faint muffled background. get a life man. you will never know what songs i like.

catastrophy can have a happy ending

emotions, it is like glistening snow accumulating on a mountain top. precarious, but beautiful. one day, something cracks and an avalanche happens. it sends you tumbling, reeling, falling, but most of all it hurts and injures you, like hell. and then you never know if you'll ever be the same person again. the memory of the pain can strike a lasting sense of fear and loss, when dislodged from familiarity and comfort zone. it makes me afraid. hopefully i will find the courage to tear down the high fortress that surrounds and shields me and snow will fall gracefully on a peak again, outwitting the tests and tribulations of time.

Learning Excel

His attempts at making me computer literate.

If Weight > 50 Then
"Anusha is chubby!"
Else If Weight < 50 Then
"Anusha is hot!"
End If

Spot the error.