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Thursday, March 30, 2006

Yes, I will....!

Getting married...

The word marriage brings you the ideal situation of a pre-planned ceremony that elaborates happiness and a joyous occasion. Many of us will be awed by the bride and the groom on that particular day. There is this extraordinary glow on each of their face. Many have mentioned that, it's that special glow that makes them look startling.

Do you believe so, or is it because every one of us would be so happy on that day, that our smile, in actual fact, makes us look "glowy"?

Let's cut the crap. What I am trying to drive at is, not about how beautiful the bride or groom is. In fact, I want to bring you to a place, where the special moment actually begins.

The proposal.

Many of us would think that this is something that is of insignificant. Do you really know that it makes a big impact on some people? Asking for the hand in marriage is a must for every couple. But, why should it be the guy asking and not just bout anyone of the two? Well, I deem it's because it's the guys that would have to make themselves ready prior to the invitation. Previously, the girls have no say in this. They just tag on….

Many girls would want this moment to be as romantic as possible. Like a bunch of 99 red roses and the men going down on their knees, presenting them with a nice ring. Looking into her eyes and then popping out the question... "Will you marry me?"

Some guys would just take a short cut by asking... "So, when do u want to buy a flat with me?" or just simply "Let's go to HDB tomorrow and apply for a flat." Maybe its not romantic, but it just drive the question straight right to the girls face. Isn't it the same?

Girls, if that is going to be so unromantic of your boyfriend, do you think you deserve a day at a park with helicopter driving past with a banner tagging, saying "Will you marry me, Anna?" do you think you need all that? Making the headlines with a proposal?

After some thoughts, I would think that by simply popping out the question by surprise without the other party knowing it would just be great. Example, by writing on a piece of sponge "Will you marry me?" and then just stuff it in her pocket, subsequently just ask her for change. Sweet isn’t it? Who would have thought that he is asking for your hand in marriage when all that you as expecting is a birthday gift?

Guys, there are many ways that you can pop out the question. You just need to be C.R.E.A.T.I.V.E.

Who? Me? Hah! My wife still thinks that I owe her a proper proposal. What? I sent my mum to propose to yo... The traditional way. You did say yes, didn’t you? I think that is the end of the story. You did say yes and it’s still as sweet as honey. Dun you dare rake it up... *wink

Sunday, March 26, 2006

Equality?

wat is ur stand when there are people who treat others like dirt infront of ur face. the best part of it, u can't do anything, cos they own the "dirt"? angry? yup... u can say that, but i would feel disgusted bythe act. recently, i spotted one young family having a stroll at the park. not quite a view. normal family with 2 small kids. father and mother bout 30ish and way behind them is their maid. small, dainty creature but with "huge" burden on her.

she was carrying three bags fully loaded, believed to be of kids stuffs - thermos, milk powder, diapers... bla, bla, bla... well, its the maid, she have to carry those things... anyway, one would say that she was paid for to do all those stuffs...

here they were strolling past me and decided to "park" themselves in our view. then i noticed something. the maid, was wearing a uniform. this is a sight. not that i've never seen one before, but its been ages ago. you know, the white flowy skirt and the neo-classic shirt with ruffled short sleeves. both piece with blue trimmings? Seen before right?

yeah... i m sure u have seen it. apart from that, you can clearly see the word "My Maid" and" the Nanny" embossed on the sleeves. I really dun think it is necessary for her to wear that, right? isn't it human nature to feel embarrassed? doesnt this small petite gerl been given a freedom of wat to wear?

but, thats not it, as she was far back from her "owner" and seeing that her "owner" was seated on the seat, she struggled along and then... she tripped. three fully loaded bags was strewn on the grass patch. from where i was seated, i can see that she had some cuts on both of her knees and that sweet innocent face was crumpled with agony.

ouch! that must be hurting quite bad. automatically, i turn to her "owner". being the man of the family, the man strode along towards her. but instead of helping to pick up their own bags, he kicked one of the bag and it hits her face. then, he pulled her up and scolded her in public view for being clumsy and an added spice of being stupid...

he left her and shouted for her to bring the bags to where they were seated, that instant.

now, where is the justice and the feeling of passion to other humankind?

i m really perturbed for wat i'd seen and to me, this is really unnecessary for a person to treat another that way. wat if ur boss did the same thing to you???

get it?

Thursday, March 23, 2006

Being macho is more than being MACHO...

if the sole purpose for a man in child rearing was to supply sperm, then sperm banks would have replaced families ages ago. the truth is, we all recognise he unique role of a 'daddy'.


a study by family researcher once reveal that children with absent dads TEND to have trouble getting along with others. they are also more likely to run away from home, and are at a greater risk of suffering physically, emotionally or sexual abuse.


when you think about it, there must be a reason why it takes both man and a woman to bring a child into this world. each plays a unique upbringing and irreplaceable role in the child's upbringing. how is the dad approach distint from mum's?


i've read an article once on how father's impart their greatest life's lessons to their little ones - the man's way...


simply put it, its not really that easy to be a father. we do share the 'burden' or should i say the joy of bringing up your little ones to be someone that both of us wished for.


given a choice, men would love to just leave the bringing up part to the woman, cos its what they do best. but, being men, i believed that men are simple, high energy; they play hard and work hard. men are responsible.

Tuesday, March 14, 2006

versus - Vs



been meaning to write bout this few days ago, but totally forget bout it till today. on that fateful night, i had dinner-cum-supper at a 'lepakz' place (my fav hangouts) along Bt Timah. was there with wifey, Nadra Raissha and some close ones (u know who they are from my prev posts).

then, there come a part when we were arguing bout this word. i am really taken a back when she do not know wat it really means. Not really meaning to make it sound bad, but... am really sure that her English could make her travel to US without any prob. but... ehem.... wat happen??

anyway, its the difference, between, mutton and beef...
wat could be so difficult, right? hmmm... u will be surprise when u get to know this. a study around the world proved that 47.83% of the whole English-spoken population are confused when they ordered food with this 2 meat stuffs in the ingredients. knowing that mutton are sheep's meat, why is there a necessity to have lamb chop too...?

for some unknown reason, the one who invented the word "lamb" actually intended to differentiate the meat of an older sheep and the young ones. So, when u got to the "mama" shop and ordered lamb chop, it actually comes in a slice form of meat and mutton chop comes in the ground version.

beef. it actually comes from a cow and come in many cuts. each portion of a cow gives a different name to the cut and normally cooked in a different ways, due to its tenderness. to name u a few, sirloin, tenderloin, chunk, round, plate, rib, bisket and shank.

nevertheless, the term which makes people confuse are of the same kind. below are the definition that may assist you to get the right food on ur table when ordered. bare in mind... *wink.
MUTTON [mutton] flesh of mature sheep prepared as food (as opposed to the flesh of young sheep, which is known as lamb). Mutton is deep red with firm, white fat.
BEEF [beef] flesh of a cow prepared for food. comes in different cut that gives a different name. beef is red deep raw meat, seldom comes with fat.

Friday, March 10, 2006

Losing precious things....

Do u know wat it feels like to lose a very precious thing in your life?

Wat would be the best thing to do to recover it?

Wat if that precious thing can't be replace?

to many of us, losing something precious might bring grief or it can also mean that it would be the end of the world. but to another, losing precious things in life are something to be learnt and to take it into stride. it only mean that you have to learn from that mistake and not lose another.

if losing something would mean that you have to go thru highs and lows to retrieve it, go beyond the norms and to do something out of the ordinary, would anyone do it?

Losing precious things....

for example someone dear to you. lets set a common name.... Nonoi. how do u think her biological father or someone that love her most would feel or go thru, knowing that she is gone?

if its were me, i would be Regretful. total regret of not able to protect and not able to fulfill my duty to protect and relinquish all pain.

wat would he do to have her back in his arms, knowing that it would never happen? if he can do one tiny bit of action just to have her back, do u think he would? i would. i would do everything that i could just to have my precious baby back to me. i would go beyond the norms. i would want to have her back to me by replacing my life. i would say things that i m suppose to convey. i would not have kept it in me. millions of things that i would do even if i have to fight with my life.... millions....

but, isnt it too late to do that? you have lost that tiny precious thing that you had brought to this world. ur first. and yet not able to take care of it. wat were u thinking? u think that by just telling people around you would be sufficient? your words are not to be trusted anymore and thus, u are as good as dead.

watever things that you would do, wont be enuff to bring that tiny bit of life. nothing would be good enuff even if u jump from the highest building. even if u succumb urself to the devil. it wont be of any use, cos ur words are nothing to the people around you...

how would u feel? i would feel lost. not wanted. alone.

regret is too late....

Thursday, March 09, 2006


I'm very close to my 2 sisters. They are another reason that makes my world turn and churn.

Recently, both of them had achieve something that oth of them really wanted. I can't help but to be happy to for them.

Though there is nothing of a big deal, but I guess, its better than nothing... (its a big deal to our family, though... Very big and getting bigger)

For those who knows wat I am talking about, just keep it to yourself. Its not the time to tell yet...

Just look out for it in the future. Who knows, I might be telling you wat they had achieve... *shrug


Congratulations to Hallie and Karma!!!

Wednesday, March 08, 2006



This is the latest pics of my gerl. She's four months today.Has really been a total mess trying to adapt to having a daughter in my life. However. she has been a totally good gerl making life simple for us.

Its really fun to have her around. This morning at 6a.m, she puked on me. That was just minutes after wifey finished her feeding. It made a mess on my bed, pillow and even on her. Then after, she smiled at me when she is done with throwing up...

It just melts my heart. Cant even bear to be angry. After cleaning up the bed, pillow and herself (including me), she slept on me....

I really cant explain the feeling. If there is anyone out there wondering wat it is to have a lil' one, I'll actually urge you to have one urself. I really cant explain the feeling of being one. Its too much of emotional process going on... trust me...

Monday, March 06, 2006

i m so sad and frustrated at the same time upon hearing the story of the lil' missing gerl that was on hot profile.

imagine the pain that she gone thru moments before she was murdered by someone that she had put her whole trust in. imagine the agony, betrayal and imagine her looks just moments before dying...

how could anyone, sane, could ever hear inflict pain to an innocent kid? wat was going thru his mind when he inflict such pain? wat going thru his mind, when he drag the body of the gerl, while doing leopard crawl under the bridge in the darkness? i'm baffled by the courage that he has inflicting the pain to someone's child. wat right does he has to take away the promising future that the kid has, all planned out for her?

this whole incident opens up my mind but the pain just cease to go away. it left a scar and makes me think twice of letting anyone to take care of my lil' one. even for a minute.

this week, i'll meet that bloody bastard and shall spit on his face. he is the most hatred person in my list now. if anyone of u wants a share of it, tell me....

Thursday, March 02, 2006

Hail... Hallie....

big THANKS!


from ur humble bro...

Phew!

Wat a night... I've never been scared nor have I been worried this much before. It was really unexpected. Everything that people says keeps playing inmy mind.

things to take note, things to do before and after, and wat to expect. But, i guess i m strong enuff to face the truth, until it hits me, WHAM! right smack on my face. it really hurts to see it happens to your loved ones.

again, I guess, its a growing up process. i calm myself and keep my posture right. Putting up a brave front was no easy thing to do. especially when you got worried mothers infront of you. the heat and moaning is a killer to my mind. never can i face the fact that it struck like lightning and stings like a bee...

in the end, i got to give up for another worried mother and step back as the ladies, do their job. ladies really know wat to do when it comes to such knots.

when i woke up this morning, everything goes back to normal, or so it seems. i guess, i got to wait and see if all that worries and frantic search for peace are back as it was before.


you give me fever....