Close to the end

Since the last few working days, i have been busy preparing status reports on my files for handover... i've been sending out goodbye emails to my clients and contacts, to let them know that i have resigned and for some, to say that it had been a pleasure working with them.

it's with a heavy heart that i send those emails. A feeling of nostalgia overcomes me. And i feel a tinge of sadness when they reply to send their good wishes. Quite sad indeed.

Love?

I heard an add over the radio today. It was a conversation of a couple like on their first date. It went something like this -

W : So... tell me more about yourself...
M : Well, I have a home filled with Italian designer furniture and Persian carpets ...blah blah ...

The conversation then fades off and I hear a blurb about CIMB's latest financing product which gives customers a chance to win a contest to makeover their homes or something like that. And then the conversation comes on again ...

W : Oh! ... I love you!!

I burst out in laughter. It may be seen by some as sexist (I am instantly reminded of the Bufori ad which caused a stir many years ago) but it was flaky and so funny it was a downright joke. Malaysian ads were never appreciated for frank honesty but this ad is waaay deceptive.

Deception 1 : Money cannot buy good taste or style. You may win the dough to get some of that Italian designer furniture, but if u ain't got the taste to put it all together, your home will just look like a crass exhibit of ugliness!

Deception 2 : Designer furniture won't buy you some lovin'! She doesn't get to keep it, does she?? Trust me, if love can be bought, the price to pay would be designer jewelry. Think Harry Winston, Mauboussin and Tiffany. Every woman will say I love you to those! Unless, of course, she had discovered your love for very ugly designer furniture!

Deception 3 : If you are lucky enuf to win a home makeover, you'll be lucky enuf to have a girl tell you she loves you on your first date?? Seriously, how does one come up with such an absurd idea of probability?!

Deception 4 : No girl is gonna say I love you to designer furniture and persian carpets she hasn't seen. You'll have to take her home for that, but that's another hurdle altogether.

It's such a comedy coming from Malaysia's fastest growing banking group. I wonder if CIMB's customers are going out right now to pickout designer furniture or dates who have them.

Bad Butterflies

Have you ever gotten that sick in the stomach feeling, those bad butterflies swimming inside, making you feel all funny? And no… it’s not the funny (or maybe not so funny) feeling of a hangover…

Like when you got those bad exam results which you thought you’d ace, like when you lose a case which you should have won, like when you find out that a lover has betrayed your trust, or when you have just betrayed a good friend, or when you have no idea where to turn when there’s a life changing decision to make, or like when you have to sit around waiting for news that may be possibly bad…

What’s one to do to get rid of that feeling?

We Didn't Start the Fire

I heard this Billy Joel song over the radio today. How apt, i thought, for the hazy skies and bleah smells around. None admits responsibility, none takes action. Everyone complains. Sigh...

We didn't start the fire

It was always burning

Since the world's been turning

We didn't start the fire

No we didn't light it

But we tried to fight it

We didn't start the fire

But when we are gone

Will it still burn on, and on, and on, and on...

Hazy

Recent view from my office room window. Does it look like heaven out there? It sure doesn't smell like it! The haze is back once again. Oh how i miss the sunshine and my sunset views when it's not around...

The Day I Gave Some Away

i've always wanted to do it, but i've always had excuses not to give... my reason was that i had no time, it was not convenient, busy ... but finally this time there were no more excuses. A company in my office building organised a blood donation drive. With just a lift ride downstairs, i could give some away.

I've heard that giving blood gets rid of old blood and allows the regeneration of new fresh & healthy blood. I've also read online that it reduces the risks of heart disease, lowers cholesterol and according to the Mayo clinic we burn 650 calories by donating blood (*and that's equivalent 2 gym sessions*)!

I've also wanted to determine if i have a fear of blood, and if i did, to overcome it. (*happy to say, i don't have that fear!*)

As a first time donor, i was made to fill out a couple of forms. Some questions really got me wondering ... do you have HIV, hepatitis and a host of other diseases, are you a homosexual, if you are a man have you had sex with another man, are you a drug user, are you a prostitute, have you had sex with a prostitute, do you have multiple sex partners (*one would hope this question was gramatically posed correctly*) is your sex partner any of the above ...

Anyways, upon approving my answers, i was made to lie down and a nurse pricked my vein with a tiny needle and then proceeded to poke a hugeass needle into my vein which connects to a tube and *wowwee* blood started flowing into a bag below. I was made to keep squeezing a tube thingy to ensure the juices kept flowing.

It was all over in less than 5 minutes. 350mls of it came out. i was asked to stay and rest for another 5 minutes. I was then given a drink, some food, some freebies and i walked out the door feeling pretty happy about it.

Fish Jush Does It Again!

it's Treasure Hunt time again for Team Fish Jush. This time it's a hunt organised by the KL Bar and LexisNexis from KL to Genting this November. We will do better this time and we will win loads of stuff!

**Exciteds**

Lemme know if you're joining ya...