gold medal

I’m in the office 30 minutes early. Gold medal is the word coined by my Malay technician colleague for those who come in and also exit the first in my office. You should hear how she pronounces the word ‘gold medal’; it makes you really want to earn it. Anyway, I’ve been early nowadays for a couple of weeks already. Well, not for the gold medal though.

What do I do when others have yet to step into the office then? Boss is always in early; he’s the one who opens the office. To earn brownie points, I could always walk into my boss’ office to discuss things with him and emerge out of the room only to see others walking in one by one. But what sort of satisfaction would I derive from that? If there are no urgent matters, I don’t busy myself with work proper till the official time although I do a mental checklist on the things I have to get done for the day.

E-mails are the first thing checked. Then a visit to various friend's blogs next. It’s always a pleasure reading the thoughts and writings of others. In any case, it is as authentic as it gets next to hearing tidings expressed verbally from them. Writing I find, is a means of communicating which is quite of a different dimension to the spoken form. Apostle Paul was unimpressive in person, but his letters contained explosives. Also, it’s easier reading than picking up the phone and asking about the person. That has to be at an appropriate time, while reading and writing could be done at any time, especially after a gold medal honour.

Have a nice day.

Adobe Lightroom

Downloaded the 30-day trial version. Original picture taken by sky guy. ^^

Wafting

I remember the word ‘waft’ being attached to the aroma of things being cooked or baked floating from one space to another during schooling days. And it carried memories of nostalgic things in the past, for instance my grandma’s cooking wafting from the kitchen into the dining room making its way past us in the living watching tv right up to neighbours’ noses doors away. That’s the power of things moving above ground I guess. Things elevated travel in a different medium than those on the ground, or so I reckon.

That’s quite the word to describe my week so far. I’ve been wafting, or so I feel. Wafting in and out of reality, wafting here and there to rest my head, wafting to and fro from the spheres of reasoning, wafting, wafting. The phone alarm rang twice. You should hear this interpretation of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. It wakes everyone up. But I was oblivious to it today, somehow. Wafting, wafting. A little more leverage, and I can see Sunday night from here.

What about this sentence:

The smell of the chocolate chip banana bread wafted from the 170⁰C oven in the dry kitchen of a Little Cloud into the labs of Sunway? Things elevated travel fast I must say. ^^

To my greatest earthly friend and brother, thank you. ^^

a miracle

Miracles do sometimes happen. And we call it a miracle because it only happens sometimes?

Of Songs

To those who have been humming to this 6/8 tune often sung in G and have been tapping their feet unconsciously to its compound rhythm and felt something greatly amiss in the song selection last Sunday (yesterday), it is because this song has reached the #1 spot in EFC Gospel Centre, Jesus Beautiful Saviour by Planetshakers. Religious songs are marked religioso in musical transcripts, which means they are to be played religiously. Hmm…but singing it religiously...

Anyway, we found a parking space this morning on the way to Medan Foodcourt. And as we were waiting for the car to leave the slot, the very familiar and highly anticipated piano intro began to play. It was Daniel Powter on the keys with the song that we’ve been waiting for. God bless, bro. ^^

Blessings

~~~
May a rainbow gladden your eyes
May soft winds freshen your spirit;
May sunshine brighten your heart;
May the burdens of the day rest lightly upon you;
And may God enfold you in the mantle of his love.
~~~

I got this message from someone offline this morning. And it greeted me like a morning sunshine on the face. Thank you.

Farewell Faizal

Today's our colleague, Faizal's last day. (Seated right)
Farewell Pai.

My Hotlink

I get an SMS almost everyday. And each time I hear the beep, I am kept guessing the identity of the sender. 9/10 of my SMS are from Hotlink, either informing of its latest promo, some concerts, some ring tones to be downloaded, award of some bonus being added into my account or to remind me to reload. The next time I hear the beep tone, I shan't venture to guess...we're fast becoming best friends afterall...

Proposing proposals

I’m currently working on a few proposals for yet another cinema for TGV outside the Klang Valley. The delicious part about proposals at this stage is that they are screened first by the Audit and Special Projects department whose big big boss is none other than Mr. T. Ananda Krishnan. The fun part is that after hours of churning up a proposal, it is just meant to be a feasibility study where the total number of cinema seats per total build up area of complex is compared to other cinemas and where costs comes in. To be further inspired, the client is looking at proposals with 8 cinemas accommodating 1600 seats, 9 cinemas with 1800 seats and 10 screens for 2000 seats. Within the same footprint, it reminds me of the five loaves and two fish. It is like dividing a chocolate cake with 5 cherries into 5 slices, 6s and 7s and still find cherries in each and every division. Fantastic!

Don's Wedding

Don's wedding was on the 6th January, 2007. Below are just a few pictures I took while one of the official camera person had his quick dinner. My first experience with DSLR...and I think it does make a difference...Polaroid layout courtesy of Picasa 2.

On your birthday

It’s your birthday today. 30 in 1/10 of a score from now you’d be. Birthdays reveal age. And a celebration befits the remembrance of the day God introduced you to mankind. You’ve been a friend honest, true and troubled, able to be a live wire at any occasion and then disappear the very moment next. EJ 9123, Coles Bay and all the studio days are over, but friendship remains. It is a choice, a gift, and as a brother, it is a blessing. Blessed birthday Jon.

Malaccan sunset 06

Looking through some old pictures, I came across this. I still like the effect of a tungsten white balance during a sunset for the blue tint. This was Dutt's idea of taking silhouette pictures by the Malaccan beach. A year has passed since and I am still toying with my Kodak C360. A DSLR would really be great, great enough to call it a dream to own one for now.

brake lights in the rain

Brake lights dancing in the rain. Caught this at the traffic lights as it rained. An urban abstract? Lol! Whatever! ^^

home doll

You do not know me now, though I’ve always wanted to try to understand you. You still remain a puzzle to me, one which I find hard to fit into with the pieces of humanity. Knowing a little more of you makes me admire you to a certain degree, but is your heart stoned? Candles melt with fire. What melts your heart then? In the foreground you stand, but only as a silhouette; behind you, things glow without your knowledge. How many years it must have been, for you to have wandered from your home to come home? Unload your burdens. The garden lies behind you; but look forward, and forget not your past.

cliché

When a word or a phrase is overused, abused in its usage or said once too often, which amounts to overuse (what am I getting at?), it is termed a cliché and its effectiveness suffers. On the contrary, if it gets repeated more often than not, customarily, and serves as a reminder in each and every of its verbal articulation, I believe it has to be called a Proverb. Here’s a classic example:

Hope deferred makes the heart sick,
but desire fulfilled is a tree of life.
Proverbs 13:12.

Thanks to you! Arrgghhh!!! Haha! ^^

incense

The dust on the face, the rattling sound of the engine, the road disappears into the horizon to the vanishing point, un-vanished. Noises rising over the heat waves like mirages of fire dancing in a dessert. Sand, sweat and sun, parched and hungry, one feels faint. Ice, water and chilled coke would have been the answer, but to the soul…

By the gentle stream, in a quiet pasture, at His feet, in His house…on the wings of prayer, carried through.

Prayer meetings at the middle of the week…it pours water back into the soul, making it lighter with peace once again.

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the 3 baritones

Taking from the 3 Tenors...we don't sing as much as we draw...then again, there's Ka Hoo...although no one knows for sure if those sounds produced are deemed sound for music or not. Haha! Among the best friends I ever met in Uni days...Seen here is from a picture taken by Jim during Eddy and Glenise's wedding last year in Alor Setar.

Eddy & Glenise

Photographs by Jim Liaw on http://www.pbase.com/jimliaw/eddy_glenise

RE:

It shows how semangat these iBridges are, even after almost a year...they still spam each other! Lol!

Friday, today

Today, a peaceful day. Slept well, and had a good breakfast. The work program for today has already been planned out with David this morning. There’d be Young Adults’ Fellowship tonight. Don and Lily would be picking Dutt and I up to Jimmy and Judy’s place. The four of us had dinner on Tuesday night at a Vietnamese Restaurant in Citrus Foodcourt. Initially planned to eat at Char Chan Teng, but…oh well… Met Uncle Lwee and Voon that night. Don remembered our T-shirts. Time to amend some drawings and I’d be off to TGV Cheras for a meeting at 3.00pm. The week after a week’s break. Work has been fairly busy. Thank God for life.