Monthly Archive for December, 2005

holidays are such a blessing …

They really are. Presentations ARE NOT though. Thanks, UCSI for landing one right smack in the middle of my 3 week holiday. Dumbasses. Oops, pardon me. Anyhow, just jotting down some recent happenings…

  1. Was back in Penang for the first week of my holiday. It was tiring, having to travel up to Penang and then back down to KL in the span of one week. I thought I would have time to rest in Penang but I kept myself busy doing non-sensical stuff. Was able to meet some of my church friends but a few certain people cancelled on me, last minute. Oh, and .. yeah .. older women.
  2. Back for a week before my presentation, to find out that my slot is actually 2 days later than I thought it’d be. Again, we all have UCSI to thank, for putting up the list of the dates students are presenting AFTER our holidays have commenced. Of course, being the occasional lazy bum that I am, I only began preparing for it a couple of days earlier, despite being back for longer. Oh, I remember now. I have a valid excuse! I caught a flu, some fever and a dash of cough. Mix them up together and you’ll get a bowl of lousy-feeling-days and a couple of empty tissue boxes. My fever went up till 103ºF, which converted to ºC is 39.444º. Funky, aye? I struggled to sleep from 12 till 7 AM until I finally gave in to the pounding in my brains. Went to a doctor, and he took RM60 from my wallet. Oh, he was in his jammies while doing his doctor thing. Anyhow, presentation went well.
  3. Update #3 was .. in update #2. I got sick and went to see a doctor. Hey, I rarely see doctors. Only when .. I absolutely cannot stick it out anymore. I have a regular barber, but I don’t have a doctor that I see if I ever fall sick. Weird? You’ve heard it on david dot ambitious lemon dot com.
  4. I’m not waiting anymore!
  5. Youth Camp’s on the 26th till the 29th. I’m excited. I’m also gonna revisit my childhood, by going a few hours earlier to visit Malacca. Thanks AlexChan for making it a trip. Deeply appreciate it.

Ah. Enough of updates. Just a short list, just in case some people out there are wondering what to give me for Christmas. I have absolutely no idea of what to give people, so I thought I’d just make it easier for others if they ever think of me. Ehe. In case some of you didn’t catch the hint in this , I’d like a cool journal so that I can start jotting down personal stuff next year. I’m still hoping to get a fragrance for myself too, since my b’day. Aha. I’ve already gotten what I’ve secretly desired, deep down in my heart though. GLOVE SOCKS! Ehe. Kidding.

Till the next post, blessed Christmas, everyone!

David[woohoo!]

share the joy of Christmas with my brother!

    Hey guys! I implore you to show some love for my brother, who’s all alone over there in UK. Head on over to his blog and leave a comment! Wish him a blessed Christmas too! Here’s his address:

http://alexlee.ambitiouslemon.com

David[woohoo!] 

christmas holidays…

    I guess I’ll be staying back in Cheras, KL for the rest of my holidays since my presentation is tomorrow, the 21st. It’s just too tiring and hard to travel back to Penang. I mean, if I had a Perdana V6 .. I wouldn’t mind driving up and down but the fact is .. taking the bus isn’t exactly the most pleasant experience. Plus, there’s the Youth Camp that’s happening on the 26th to the 29th of this month! I miss Youth Camp. I think that’s where I first met HweeYen! Anyhow, they’re going to the Water City Resort Malacca! It looks like a great place, from Enoch’s post. One thing though. I’m really short on cash, so yeah .. might have to find a sponsor. :/

     So, that means Christmas is .. not in Penang. I don’t think it’ll be that bad lah. Might be a little lonely, that’s all. Wonder where everyone will be. Hmm…

David[hmm]

PS: Hmm… I think I’ll start journalling next year. Journalling is not blogging, kay. But .. I don’t have a journal. Hmm… *hint! 

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red glove socks…

Have you hung your decorative red coloured socks for Christmas? The current ones are so out of date! Check these out. Socks that fit like a glove! Hahaha.

I got these from the gift exchange at Cell’s Christmas Potbless. Actually, I got a coffee mug but exchanged it with a girl who thought the paper bag for the coffee mug was cute. Hmm.. go figure. I’m glad I made the exchange, though I don’t know if I’ve got anything to match with my red socks. Still, they’re pretty cool.

David[hmm]

older women… (part 3)

    I saw them get into their cars … one was driving a Mini Cooper, and the other a Mazda MX5, also known as Miata. And suddenly, I don’t feel so big and macho anymore. There’s something HUGELY intimidating about women driving sports/expensive cars. HUGELY intimidating. YX drives the Miata, while L claimed that the Mini Cooper that she was in belongs to her dad even though the number plate on her car matches her handphone number. Hmm…

    While there aren’t any definite deductions regarding/from this experience yet, it has caused me to re-evaluate some of my thoughts. I’m faced with a new perspective of older women, which I would’ve never imagined or grasped had I never taken this opportunity to go out with them.

David[hmm]

older women… (part 2)

    So I waited. Arrived at Pulau Tikus market just on time, but I couldn’t say the same for the two of them. I decided to get to a table and wait for them, as I typed away on my phone arranging the logistics for the next appointment. As I sipped my barley peng, I thought back on how I was acquainted with this two women.

… It was at SJ and TS’s wedding dinner a couple of weeks ago that I met them. First thing that I noticed about them as they came towards the table to be seated was that one of them was very tall. I noticed her like how everyone notices me. Now, that’s not something that you get to do everyday. I mean, I notice people at times .. for their lack of height. They sat together right across from where I was seated and as a usual host would be, friendly and obliging .. I took the liberty to cause all the patrons of the table to be introduced to one another. Ah, great. Now I know her name.

    Oh what was her name again? Shucks. I was never really good with Chinese names, and all the “commotion” on my table and music that was going on in the hall helped in dampening the opportunity for the sweet sounding name of hers to travel from her vocal chords to my ear drums. Even after a few other introductions with the more “punctual” knights of the round table, I could only remember L’s name, and not hers. Suppressing the unconscious desire to know her name, we communicated through the night NOT going by names, but rather … spontaneous conversation and utterance. We still were able to exchange a significant amount of information, despite many interruptions and speeches. That’s when I found out that they were both from Penang, and that the tall girl [at this point, I still didn't know her name] was staying in one of the houses just behind my apartment. Awesome. Close proximity, more opportunity, better chances! Caught her number at the end of the night just before she left and promised to call when I get back. Which was what I did when I got back on Tuesday. After a call, we were set to meet! And back to the story …

    After about 10 minutes, YX comes in this tight lime green sleeveless top and a pair of denims. Spotted her from afar as I lifted my head to scan for arrivals. She towered over the people around her, and reciprocated my smile as I looked in her direction. She looked really classy and in some ways, powerful. More on that later. Must be the height. Didn’t really get a chance before to see how she measured up to me, literally. Not that she needed to, if you know what I mean. Ah, it was prolly more of how I could measure up to her. If you know what I mean, again. Anyhow, she’s prolly up to my ears, which makes her close to a 6-footer. Prolly 5′11, I reckon. Quite a looker too. Took her a bit of time to recognize me though. She was prolly looking for some brat with spiked up mohawk-ish hair .. but I decided [a week or so ago] to go with the good-boy [which I am, really] hairdo. I think it gives a better impression. Argh, enough about me.

    She landed gracefully on the groovy metal chair beside me, and we talked for a bit before L came along. We indulged in food, chatted about the working world, places that we’ve been and want to go, pets, and food among others. Somehow, there were awkward moments that ended up in me picking my chopsticks up to pinch a segment of pohpiah or a piece of tau khuah and pop it into my mouth. I can’t say anything, ya know. I’m busy chomping down on shredded radish wrapped in thin piece of baked flour.

We decided to leave when a guy on the neighbouring table began to puff smoke away from his girlfriend’s direction, but ignoring the fact that the wind blew it our way. Bidded our good byes, and went our own separate ways. It was not until this moment that a very interesting revelation actually came to me.

To be continued… 

David[hmm] 

older women…

    My mother walked into the kitchen and saw me sitting on the counter. She asked if I was alright and I began…

"Mom," I said, "I went out with 3 girls just now."

"Wha, how come you’re so good? Your brother doesn’t even go out with any."

Before she could finish, I continued,"On two separate occasions. Two’s working, and the other’s jobless." 

"Wha, so old one ah?" She blurted. "How come you go out with people older than you? Oh just being friends, right?"

Hmm… I thought she was joking. But…

"Why? Cannot ar? Are you warning me?" I challenged.

She continued,"Yeah. Not so good lah, going out with older girls."

Of course I didn’t stay to debate with her, cause I knew that she’d just impose her motherhood upon me which automatically puts me on the losing end.

    So yeah. I went out with 3 women tonight. On two separate occasions.

To be continued… 

 David[hmm]

I can’t believe …

Did you really leave me again?
After all the seasons I spent waiting
Watching out the window
Listening at the door
Waiting for the news of your return
For the news that you realized that someone important was waiting for you
A whole lifetime I’ve been waiting
I can’t believe you’re not coming back
I can’t believe that I’m supposed to stop waiting
I can’t believe that you’ve left me again 

 

David[hmm] 

season without love

    I’m amazed with Jon’s album. It’s so personal. I’m not sure if the context of which he wrote this song is relevant to my situation .. but the title speaks as loud as I can type. Here’s a snippet of the chorus…

… I can’t believe
That it hurts more than it seems
When I lie down all alone
Sweet memories come to me …  

David[hmm]