The Small but Almighty Screw, On the Loose

Listening to The Last Song OST album. Nice songs it has.

Went straight to P1Wimax head quarter after work today. Off at 1230pm, and the head quarter closes at 1pm. Wanted to return the Wiggy actually (the salesman didn't tell me that I'll have to go all the way to the head quarter just to return the Wiggy). Anyway, my sixth sense asked my to bring along my laptop. (but really it's my common sense. See I guess I was still hoping that something miraculous could happen) Reached my destination at five minutes before one, parked my car, grabbed my bag and laptop, and rushed into the building. Plenty of people around. First step to get attended: get a queue number. There were only two choices. A: Customer Service. B: Technical Support. See at this point I was only thinking of returning the Wiggy, but the forever mysterious mind, (with my subconsciousness being the conspirator) commanded me to choose B instead. So, while I was contemplating whether to press once more, it was my turn. Being the good kid leaves me with no other option. I went up to the guy, told him that I suppose I pressed wrongly, (and he agreed with me) and by the way is there any way to fix my problem. 'Well, we can fix that most probably', he said. Skipping through the process of fixing the problem, the conclusion was: the salesman should have asked whether I'm using Windows 7 or not, and to give me a CD for installation because Wiggy itself does not support Windows 7 and Mac. (yeah the salesman again) So, I'm now using P1, at last.

With the problem solved, it was time for lunch. But where to? Before I could make up my mind, I might as well go somewhere else. BookXcess was beckoning me. In just a short while I was in the book store already. As welcoming as it ever was and will be. I know, I was not supposed to buy another book until I'd finished one, but the books here are all exempted because BookXcess has the best deal ever for every single book in store. After about an hour, I stepped out of the store a happy owner (with growling stomach) of three great books. (and none was on the list I posted earlier. Well, stealthy great books are just everywhere. And I'm just human, too weak to defy the higher power of, uh... BiblioGod. (you know what I mean) So, my latest collections are: The Choice by Nicholas Sparks; The Longest Trip Home by John Grogan (I just love his Marley and Me so so much); The Power of Giving by Azim Jamal and Harvey McKinnon. And I'm broke.

It's such a wonderful Saturday!

Currently reading: Life of Pi

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One Step and Another (Breathe in ,breathe out)

Blasting Coldplay's songs in the room. 'I don't want to follow Death and all of his friends... ...'

It's a public holiday morning. Of what, I do not know. So, with no other plans in mind, I went jogging. Covered greater distance in shorter time today. =) Of course, the distance wasn't THAT great and the endurance wasn't that much yet, but I'm happy as long as there is improvement.

Great morning, as it forever will be. Lazed around in the bed for quite a while, finally woke up a little before eight (planned to be out by 730am). A little after eight, with my favourite khaki PDI cap (the one and only actually, for four years+, already), I was out of the gate, breathing in the fresh air. I always started off my jogging with brisk walking and deep breaths, and always skipped the stretching. I know it's bad, but well, who cares (torn ligament is not that likely in my case. Until then... ...). I did't have music to go along with, but I had quite some pleasant melody to enjoy. The dogs barked when I jogged pass their houses. Saw quite a few lovely dogs: Golden, Dalmation, Labrador, those tiny toy dogs and a lovely silky terrier who trotted along his/her master with the shiny long hair swinging with every little step. I'm missing Twinkle and Yankee. Saw a Sunway nurse in uniform getting in/out (I do not know) of her front door. Looked at her for a few extra seconds. Nope, not someone that I know. Saw a beer-belly-middle-age guy watering the plants; two women of neighbouring houses cleaning up the car porches, not talking to each other at all; houses for lease, houses for sale; fallen leaves and flowers; the neighbourhood guards from a distance; some other joggers; a young guy getting into his Nissan; a group of middle-aged women doing stretching in the futsal court; kids playing basketball; a mom (I guess) with her daughter playing the swing; a lovely little girl on her tiny tricycle calling out to her grandpa who walked in front of her when she couldn't get over the bump; feeling the burning sensation of my muscles, the trickling beads of sweat along my jaw. Great morning, like I said.

Drinking soya milk, and its now 'Life in Technicolor'.

I miss swimming too. Anyone?

Currently reading: Life of Pi

When Ramen Seduces (There's no chance against it)

As usual, it's a great day! I'm on evening shift today, so I went jogging this morning. Enjoying my super spicy ramen right now, with Yiruma filling up the room. Ah, me and my blissful morning.

Got myself a Wiggy by P1W1max 2 days ago. However, the sad thing is, my system cannot detect the modem. Called up the company to enquire, and was asked to reinstall. Did what I was told to (times three), situation persisted. So, I've decided that I don't want P1 any more. (I was also told to call back if the problem remains, but I'm just too demotivated to do that) Gonna return it either today or tomorrow. So long, Wiggy, and believe that I've held on to you, till Fate do us apart.

Another month is gone, soon. Still feel like I don't have much contribution to the department. That kind of makes me guilty in getting the salary, but it only goes as far as that. Money is the root of all evils, but it also pays for my bread. I've made up my mind that I'm gonna sponsor a child through World Vision. That would be a good thing to do, and a good way to use the money. Not that I have much to spare, but where there's a will there's a way. If I can light up a child's future, even by the slightest bit, why not? Why don't you? All it takes is RM50 a month.

Currently reading: Life of Pi

My List (of like I have to spell)

Currently Reading

Pocket Guide to the Operating Room (duh)

Waiting-List Books (trust me, I told myself to stop, but failed)

Life of Pi - Yann Martel

James Herriot's Dog Stories - James Herriot

The One Minute Manager - Ken Blanchard and Spencer Johnson

The 7 Habits of Highly Effective People - Stephen Covey

Better Than Good - Zig Ziglar

The Lost Symbol - Dan Brown

the Shock Doctrine - Naomi Klein

Mosquito - Roma Tearne

Duma Key - Stephen King

The Innocent Man - John Grisham

Microtrends - Mark Penn

Promises To Keep - Joe Biden

Goal Mapping - Brian Mayne

The Inkheart Trilogy - Cornelia Funke

To Own (seriously good books that cannot miss out)

The Power - Rhonda Byrne

How to Get From Where You Are to Where You Want to Be: The 25 Principles of Success - Jack Canfield

The Last Song - Nicholas Sparks

The Alchemist - Paulo Coelho

The 8th Habit of Highly Effective People - Stephen Covey

Have a Little Faith: A True Story - Mitch Albom

Change Your Life in 7 Days - Paul McKenna

The Book Of Tomorrow - Cecelia Ahern

Promises to Myself

To control my bookaholic-ness (think of the trees, think of the trees...)

Shall I fail in the above, to at least finish one book before buying another (exempted when it's on sale)

The Last Song

I'm holding a chocolate chip cookie in my left hand, with my right hand typing. All alone in the room, listening to 'Leaving on a Jet Plane'. Just finished watching The Last Song, a movie introduced to me by a dear friend who shares similar interests and loves for life with me. Yeah by now the cookie has gone all down through my oesophagus to my gaster, swimming in hydrochloric acid, being digested. The Last Song, a very nice movie by Nicholas Sparks. Like his previous works, namely A Walk to Remember and Dear John, it is sad. Nice, but sad. That's why I'm listening to the song I mentioned earlier.(on repeat mode) It is sad too. And that's the reason I'm writing this as well. Or more like a trigger. Since the post title is The Last Song, you would suppose that I'll be writing about the movie. Well, I'm not. The title is, well, just a title. This is not gonna be a spoiler. Watch it. I highly recommend it, and it's not just for the hot guy with hot bod. Opps.

I didn't even reach for another cookie, can you believe it?! If you do, don't. Gonna go for it in a short while. Life is just too short to skip on cookies. Right?

Actually I planned to talk a bit on the movie before I started the post, but I don't know what's gotten into me. Now I have no idea what to write == Human mind is just complicated, thus complicated human.

Yeah I can tell you about my funny mistakes at work. One of such happened yesterday or the day before, I can't really remember. (blame that on the neurons) It was a nice morning, as usual. I was in the OT doing the first case of the day. The anaesthetist, Dr Lilian was putting the patient under, and she asked me to go to the next OT to pass a message to Dr Lim, asking him not to leave first because she would like to see him. Well, that's easy. So I went in, identified the doctor and passed the message. Mission accomplished. After a while, Dr Lilian went out and came in back again, speaking to me (not particularly annoyed)," why did you go and tell Dr Jason Lim that I wanted to see him?! I wanted to speak to Dr Lim, the locum anaesthetist!" Ah well, I couldn't help myself but burst out laughing. You see, this Dr Lim just started working here the day before, and I wasn't even aware of that. So when I went into the OT, I spared him like 0.5 second (not knowing that he was a Dr) when I was glancing through the theatre, then went straight to the surgeon, Dr Jason Lim. I was like, why did she call him Lim instead of Jason Lim? But it was just too bad that I pushed the thought aside. So, tada! That's the joke of the day!

Beautiful Sunday Morning

I guess I forgot about my blog. Yeah I did. Feel a little sorry for myself, because I started it thinking that this is a good way of holding on to one of my favourite pastimes (writing, not blogging)- used to be, anyway- besides keeping friends who are far away up to date about my life.
Finally, sedentary lifestyle no more! Just got back from jogging. =) I feel all healthy already! (duh, ==) Found out that my stamina has gone down to its lowest point ever. Gotta work on that! It's drizzling now. A very good reason to put off the laundry. No? Well, I shouldn't. Just give me another ten minutes. Or probably half an hour.
One hour? How about two? (Pray that it rains heavily)
Listening to Mayday now, yeah, again. I Love the way their music brings out the spirit and craziness in me. Just right for a perfect Sunday morning like this! Indeed, life has been great. Lots to learn, too little time (much of it is wasted on Facebook, not to mention sleeping, my forever No. 1 favourite, but one should never regard sleeping as time wasting), gaining weight, too long a wishlist, too little money, dazing out just as much, too many to-do's, too lazy for them all. Still, somehow, life is great! And I despised OT so much. Irony. Guess it's the law of attraction working. I just spent too much time thinking not to get into OT, and it ignored my 'not'. But I'm happy. =) I so totally do not want a rich, handsome and smart guy who loves me. ;)

Dang it stopped raining already.