Friend for the Soul

 

“This is my wish for you: Comfort on difficult days, smiles when sadness intrudes, rainbows to follow the clouds, laughter to kiss your lips, sunsets to warm your heart, hugs when spirits sag, beauty for your eyes to see, friendships to brighten your being, faith so that you can believe, confidence for when you doubt, courage to know yourself, patience to accept the truth, Love to complete your life.”

When looking at your two paws, as soon as you have decided which of them is the right one, then you can be sure the other one is the left.

Poetry and Hums aren't things which you get, they're things which get you. And all you can do is to go where they can find you.

It is more fun to talk with someone who doesn't use long, difficult words but rather short, easy words like "What about lunch?"

"I don't see much sense in that," said Rabbit. "No," said Pooh humbly, "there isn't. But there was going to be when I began it. It's just that something happened to it along the way."

If the person you are talking to doesn't appear to be listening, be patient. It may simply be that he has a small piece of fluff in his ear.

If there ever comes a day when we can't be together, keep me in your heart, I'll stay there forever.

They're funny things, Accidents. You never have them till you're having them.

**She afraid of dogs. So I play with any dogs on the streets, so to make it stay near my foot, until she cross the streets  

You can't stay in your corner of the Forest waiting for others to come to you. You have to go to them sometimes.

Just because an animal is large, it doesn't mean he doesn't want kindness; however big Tigger seems to be, remember that he wants as much kindness as Roo.

 

It's so much more friendly with two.

"Pooh, promise me you won't forget about me, ever. Not even when I am a hundred."
Pooh thought for a little.
"How old shall I be then?"
"Ninety-nine."
Pooh nodded. "I promise," he said.

To find someone who is almost everything to you is harder than finding a good man. After too many heartbroken, finally I am blessed to find her at my loneliest. The feeling is like.. winning the 10 million dollars from the slot machine. 

She is special because she’s loved by me!

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Have you found your own friend for the soul?

P/S: all quotes are from Pooh's Little Instruction Book, inspired by A. A. Milne

Taiwan – the post that has no end

 

I know this is not going to be the 1st travel post that I am unable to finish it up although I got 3 months gap before I am packing for my next trip. There will be more. I just let every story of my experience & journey hanging with no end. NO, Im not planning to host “Finish this story contest”. It just the details of my travel itinerary has vapors into the thin air. Told you before, that my skull not as thick as normal humans do, it can’t contain much, sometimes it leaked. So I tend to forget things very quick. (wtf.. why I rhyme so much..)

 

Before I continue with boring writes up about my moldy story of Taiwan trip, boring because – you wont get much information out of those pictures posted after this paragraph anymore. Because I forget where it was taken and why. So I would like to get sentimental with new attractive findings and obsession lately.

 

Yea, beautiful girls. These two are not ordinary beautiful girls. NO they don’t have Phd from Harvard or can do fly kick. But these two really made me keep on flipping their photos and stares at it for long hours. Is that how a guy feels when they see a beautiful girl? I think I can understand now. Neelofa & Izahara Aishah were constants of beauty contest on one of Malaysian Magazine, which I don’t bother to read. And I came to know that these two also starred in many of Malay dramas & movies, which I don’t give a damn to watch. But when I came across their pictures in my Facebook’s wall of recent updates, hell, now I can’t stop.

..and I never knew that Malaysian’s Malay girls.. are truly beautiful, until I saw these two. Look at those hair, it made me ran to Bukit Bintang Plaza last Saturday to find hair extensions so that I can have the same length as theirs, since it is impossible for me to have the face & the body like them And I started to think over & over again, it must be lucky to have what ever they are having now, without plastic surgery & photoshop software, all they got to do is beaming their smile, rainbows appear above their head, unicorns come flying next to them, prince charming wannabes kneeling upon them with 1001 beautiful will to make these girls’ dream come true..and their life would never be lonely. I believed that none of their requests and wishes left unfulfilled.

 

My new findings has taught me 1 new fact. Some girls were born to be loved, and some, is to love. There is no way a girl has both side of qualities. Unfortunately I was born to love. I love a lot and I never understand when my love is being ignored. or the one that came to me was not the one that I wished for. So I love secretly in order not to feel unlucky. I fulfilled my own wishes and fantasies so that I feel as good as other beauties. I brag a lot so that people notice me. Ok. emotional heartboxxing.

 

Where were we? Ah, Sun Moon Lake.

Sun & Moon Lake districts are so big & beautiful, it makes everything around it became part of sightseeing attractions too. Few minutes drive from Sun Moon Lake pier (which I don’t know which pier it is), we arrived at WenWu Temple.

detail information about Wunwu temple can be read HERE. Thank you.

 So, try to find me in that picture, where I was about to do “year of steps” in 2 minutes time. It’s called year of steps because it has 366 steps symbolizing 366 days in a year (including leap year). This is easy peasy. I done even steeper than this. It was like 10 years of steps at Batu Caves, Selangor, and it made me almost roll down to the day 1. Urggh.

..and so the architecture made me feels like.. ancient opera soap setting…

everything is in gold & red..

When I said ‘everything’ is in gold & red…

Johan Van der Smut a.k.a GoldMember would be very happy to see this.

..at the God of War hall, stands bronze Blue Dragon Falchion. This reminds me of The Storm Riders, Fung Wan, Pedang Setiawan, Wind & Clouds. I watched the movie and I read ALL the comics when I was 18! Uh, no wonder I became even more fierce after I came back from Taiwan. I guess the wrath sprit has transferred into me! Why oh why.. among of all many things in that temple, I touched this sword?

 

wishes & prayers. This one appears that something to do with the property. I saw a few wishing cards with the sign of hearts & wedding ring too. Ah, if you are as gorgeous as those 2 girls above, you no need to visit any temple, hanging wishes and doing prayers – the guys doing all the pray that one day he can take photos with you, or say hi to you, at least!

So thank you GOD! *see? he don’t even bother to stand & smile properly, maybe he don’t mind became permanently retarded after having Neelofa elbow touches his back*

…and last but not least, a handsome terracota man standing at the entrance of shrine hall, of the First Ancestor Kaiji and the God of Literature.

So, we finished with the temple, and waste our time and dropped by to see some chickens.

At Peacock Garden.

The website says 200 kinds of birds & chickens. But I only see 5. Um…never mind.

obviously he wasn’t waiting for me. He, as a bird, don’t even bother to turn his head & look at me. Not to mention open up his pretty colorful tail. It is so obvious I wasn’t that hot chick for him to woo me

 

 

ok. enough about chickens & birds. I saw these a lot in the back of my grandmother’s house when I was a little. All they do is eat & shit.

 

So, finally I arrived at the most anticipated place where good foods, cute toys and cheap stuffs at. Feng Chia Night Market. My office colleague gave me listing of night market in Taiwan. Taiwan is about night market, night market, night market.

 

It is so clean, well arranged and has no spunky smell except for that stinky tofu. Night markets in Malaysia are nothing like Taiwan’s. Ours is DIRTY! When I arrived, I saw a lot of huge plastic mobile rubbish bin placed in the middle of the night market’s lane, like there is one huge rubbish bin every 10 steps. Few hours later, it full with all kind of trash & food wrappers, none on the streets! I was surprise how civilized everybody is! So since I was there, then, myself included

My nose has the ability to catch the smell of yummeh. This was the 1st caught by my good nostrils. Charcoal grilled prawn!

It sprinkled with white pepper & nicely salted. Me like it!

The size of the prawns is not bad. But.. I can’t get enough of it. But then my friend told me to save some space for other good food. So I listened to him.

to be filled with this heavenly delicious balls!!

People were queuing for this! The taste is out of this world! I LOVE BALLS, TAKO BALLS!

nyam, nyam. There goes my glamorous table manners when it comes to good food. FUGLY!

Give you peek what’s inside. a cube of crunchy octopus leg with good cheeeeeseeeeee..

I didn’t try this bloody cake! I want but then my friend wrongly gave me the info telling me that this cake made with pig blood. YEA, pig blood his head. It made from red beans!  Urrgghhh. It seems like this cake is very super famous. See the news paper cut? I hate you Leo!

You see the giant octopus? That is where the tako balls restaurant is.

So I strolled inside.. and end up with these;

1 dress, 1 jumper, 1 harem pants, 1 sporty pants, 1 t-back pink singlet dress, 1 girlie shoulder bag, 2 scarves (1 of it to match my girlie shoulder bag), 2.. uh 3 actually, girlie umbrellas... And it's below RM300. I can buy & wear cheap stuffs!

and Leo bought me this hamsap pillow at the same market to compliment my pink bedroom. Thanks LEO!

Hari Hari Gembira? Everyday Happy?

While the boys are trying their luck at Gachapon heaven..

the girls are trying to find one pair of shoes which, maybe, can change their life!

Cute dog sit prettily at the nail paint booth. No leash. She’s a good good girl!

I love Taiwan night market. I don’t see anything ugly within the market. Be it cheap stuffs, girls, boys or dogs, they are appear very cute to me.

“Life is like dancing, If we have a big floor..many people will dance. Some will get angry when the rhythm changes. But life is changing all the time” ~ Don Miguel Ruiz.

…and with that quote, I end this post, abruptly.

tata~

 

P/S: I wanna get lost next week, in a stranger land. It might be a self discovery, read the signs and arrows and make it sure I reach my destination. But it is okay to stray a little while because, If you don’t get lost, there’s a chance you may never be found

Loving life – even if it’s a bitch one.

xxoo.

Cheap,dirt whore.

Being on social network is seriously fun. It is not something serious, but it is fun. But there are some people took it very seriously and forget the fun part of it. Especially when they think they could possibly find their soul mate in social network website. AND there are some part of people use social network website as a portal to gain followers, like they are some kind of leader, celebrity or something. Hoping to get as many as “like” button clicked on every status updated. In the hope of becoming the most favorite person on the planet with their words & deep thoughts. Pathetic. Ok, skip that.


and as for me, the fun part is always there. But I happened to encounter some interesting opinion & belief on certain issue in my inbox. So, yea. Besides being single and busy contemplating life as well as figuring that world is going to end next year December 20th, 2012, I do have secret time to spare, observe and smile about. I also agree that being a female on social network website has its own perks & joy compare to a male? If it wasn’t, why there are so many fake account with female hotties floating around? I guess being a female is always easy to get accepted. And once accepted, they starting to ask some hot steamy questions like what kind of men I fantasize and how do I prefer in bed. I mean, come on…I never been a lesbian or intended to be one. But I think I know, those questions are certainly not from them (lesbians).




There are few guys do came up with decent query about how I think about men in general. I love the topic so I elaborate. It was so happened that the one who asked is a Malay guy. So, I gave him my 2 cents and this is what he replied;





I cant comment much since it was came from ‘unspoiled’ mind like him. But then I told him whatever he wrote about men and alcohol plus taking Asian woman as cheap as dirt, it does happened in Asia, Malaysia, among Malays and Muslims too. It’s not about the skin color or map, it is about human attitude & behavior as general, not genetically. How bad or good a human is, it is not depending on what religion they are in. Religion is just a religion, a label, if you believe in it but didn’t practice it. That’s it. It’s like you believe that you can fly. But if you didn’t do something or work on how to fly, will you fly once you jump off the cliff? And the skin – God created different color of skin because colors are beautiful. He didn’t create colors so that we can judge. People wont come out with beautiful poem & songs about rainbow if it is only 1 color.
So, he replied again;





I rest my case. My brain unable to digest the whole thing because I started to get confuse with his opinion and/or self boasting on his capabilities of million dollars investments while spelling text instead of TAX. Money & Tax are inseparable. You can spell TAX even while you are asleep. Money always comes with tax and Tax is always about money. If he is dealing with millions of it, how could he misspelled it?


Next, I brought the same discussion with a Non Malay guy. I strongly believe that he’s a Non Malay because he apologized beforehand when he starting to talk about Malay. It happened that we had nothing much to argue about but this is what he wrote in his last reply;





I never said that I agreed with him or not. But embarrassed, yes for sure.
I got various reply on this issue, but most of it were in Malay language and NEGATIVE. Im too lazy to translate plus, I don’t want to put the level of my embarrassment down to the level of…no level I able to label.


I also happened to highlight this issue and talks about it with a white guy. I’m just trying to be fair and trying to listen from both or many sides of story. Well, I love to listen to a lot of stories as much as I write





in addition to that, he also wrote to me something which I think I can conclude it all


“They don't seem to realize that people have a whole life away from them. I still don't get where the Asian escort thing comes from. I've never thought of Asian girls like that. I've seen some Asian girls do that, but I've also seen white girls and black girls do that, too. That does not make me think every girl does that.”


I know that my investigation is not totally complete. I still haven’t ask the same question to the black guys, middle eastern and those people who lives in north pole and south pole. But,  what I can say to cynical peoples outside there (regardless what is their skin color and religion) for now is;




“YOU, YOURSELF ARE A CHEAP, DIRT WHORE EVERYTIME YOU THINK OTHER PEOPLE IS A CHEAP, DIRT WHORE.”






…and I will come up with another investigation in near future. Hehe.







as per Sherry Vine: It takes one to know another whore. Ha!

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Now you can earn rewards by sharing through facebook and twitter with #ChurpChurp! How cool is that?

Low.

Yea, it’s Ramadhan again and I don’t want to talk about all the good deeds Im doing or about to do during this holy month like most blogger do. I rather stick to my everyday story so that it continues to give a good example of bad behavior to them decent girls who happened to come across this page. Don’t behave like me girls, or else, will be end up like me – just fabulous.

August kinda harsh to me. Monday 1^st - It started with a bee stung on my right arm, 2 inches from the elbow early in the morning! I don’t know where the hell the bee came from. All I feel the next few second was a numb pain stinging while I brushing my teeth. I took a look, there it is, a small bad bee just refused to let go my arm. I screamed at my loudest and it still there. I forgot it only works on four legged animal! Not to insect! I had to use soap bottle to knock it off my arm. The bee is dead, left its stinger as a souvenir and I went back to sleep 5 minutes later.

I reached office late as usual, I opened up the God forsaken files cabinet and – boom. One fat file dropped on my head and one on my foot. Thank you! That’s how my office work missed me. They are too happy to see my face right at the moment I open up the cabinet door and couldn’t help it but jumped on me - ecstatically.  

Not to mention cough, sore throat, fever and all. Next day the girl who is renting my apartment’s middle room texted me, telling that she only stay up to the end of August after she just moved in last month. Thanks to her psychotic boyfriend, (or ex?) who keep on knocking my apartment’s grill and leave various notes including on my car windscreen, asking me to get his girl to accept his call. Fuck him. Your girlfriend renting with me doesn’t mean Im her best friend that can coax her to pick up your call. You made a wrong move punk – in fact, I gave her a whole new different ideas on how good to be an individualist with a total control of own time, money and point of view so please discard such fucked up boyfriend like you. One day you will thanked me, because of me, you are able to change girlfriend. It is obvious you had enough of her, or else why she kept on catching you red handed with other girls, every year? Show some balls and admit it.

So, I had to come up with online ‘room to rent’ advertisement. Put up the location, availability, rates & requirements – Working Female Only, without any photos what so ever. 8 Hours later, 9pm. While I was busy scoring my Zuma Blitz in my Facebook as usual, I received a text;

“Hi There”

So I replied by asking who is it.

“You stay in Shah Alam?”

Without answering it, I asked where did this person get my number from and what he wants.

“I am former Uitm student. Now working already”

Wow.. it seemed like he really had a hard time to relate his answer to my questions

So I repeat my question, again.

“I am Lutfi. How about you”

I smacked him that my number is published for a room advertisement so it is meant for a room to rent and it’s for girls only. I think it was clearly stated and I don’t understand how could he read it as “female for rent – location, availability, rates & requirement – anonymous with mystery dick size”

“Can we be friends?” - He added.

Awh come on! Don’t tell me that Facebook, Twitter, Linkedln, MySpace, Tagged, Friendster and all those social networking sites complete with profile pictures, location, background and albums still not enough until he had to go to “Room for Rent” database on website and pick up random numbers under female section??!!!??? What happen to the world, I mean, men nowadays???? They willing to get females’ phone number without considering what type of person who posses that number and hope to be friends? A divorcee grandmom? A hardcore lesbian? A voodoo practitioner? Or maybe crazy fat, ugly, smelly bitch who cut men’s balls for fun! 

Okay, he might just trying his luck or trying to PROVE that looks doesn’t matter when it comes to friendship (friendship my ass!). So, if these 2 peoples been texting – let say, 1 months without knowing each other’s general picture and finally meet up. If both of them are good looking – God bless you! BUT NO! GOOD LOOKING PEOPLE DON’T PICK RANDOM NUMBERS FROM ROOM FOR RENT DATABASE FOR FRIENDSHIP! PLEASE ACCEPT THIS TRUE FACT. No matter how ugly you are, you still need to submit at least your decent passport size photo to a FREE  ONLINE DATING website OKAY???!!! It’s not about look. Yes, I clearly understand the meaning of it. I dated an ugly guy before. He’s uglier than his ass, but I still dated him. But he didn’t get my number from ROOM FOR RENT website! He walked up to my face and be all man - I respect his gesture and I rewarded him with my number. That’s how sincerity and willingness is measured. If you starting to puke on your car dashboard the moment you saw him/her waiting on the other side of the road, on your 1^st meet up attempt after 1 month sweet nothings  texting, what are you gonna do? Change your phone number? Tell me what kind of person willing to eat things they grab with their eyes closed? This is not FEAR FACTOR reality show. This is human feelings, hope and expectation we are talking about!

Man, Im not lying about scoring Zuma Blitz. But this guy really interrupted me during my best moment in my best game. I was intended to score to 2 million and because of his stupid attempt, I only manage to score 1.7million. Im not lying okay! Here’s the prove;

And August still left 3 weeks to go. Kill me please.