The Sense of Insignificance

When I got my licence, I was priviledged to enjoy cars. Although they are old, but heck, I got options. Some have new cars..but no options. I had one Mazda and a Proton.
Initially the Mazda wasnt allowed for me to drive it due to the fact of the engine. 160hp driving front wheels, turbocharged, and sporty.Torquesteer??all the time i clinged to my life. So i sticked to my Proton for a moment. It gave me memories...mostly stupid memories..
when i said stupid..its good type of stupid...
but when i was allowed to play with Mazda, I was enthrilled. however, i indirectly abandoned my Proton. i do occasionally drive it. i do occasionally clean it.
but my attention is diverted to Mazda.

actually for the past years since those moments, i din realise how much i had 'hurt' Proton. Proton served me alot of joy. Good FC, Low Maintainence,Less Noise.
but i chose to focus on Mazda.

This is like our lifes. You see, we have people around us. We tend to be around them. However, when we found other people, to you may be better. So naturally we will stick close to them. the problem is, we stick to the new side until we forget our old counterparts like how i forgotten Proton. I am now in the similar situation faced by Proton.

Im sorry Proton for abandoning you last time. Those who wants to know the story after that,
feel free to share a cup of tea with me.

I felt that Proton is felt insignificant. I hope i wont do such thing to anyone

The Sibling Connection by Hip

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The sibling connection

By HIP

WHAT is the sweetest thing in life? Is it waking up in the morning and finding an “I love you” note beside you on the bed? Is it going to bed after hours in front of the PC and finding a drawing of a huge Smiley face wishing you “Good night, XOXO”? Or is it coming home after a long tiring day in college and being greeted with a bear hug?

Yes, I get all that from my sweet little sister.

I want to always be able to hug her, pinch her soft chubby cheeks, kiss her and carry her like a baby. But I also want to be able to talk about “deeper” stuff with her, instead of just asking, “Who did you go to recess with?”

I want my sister to remain innocent, to say the cutest things like, “The cuttlefish will cut your stomach!” But I want her to grow up, so I can finally have someone to share my clothes with. Well, I shouldn’t worry too much. She is growing up and there’s nothing I can do to stop that.

My sister says she wishes that we were twins. She already is a carbon copy of me. A mirror image, my Dolly. She looks like I did when I was her age. She has the same favourite colours as me. She does her hair the way I do mine. She listens to the music I like and watches the TV shows I watch. She even copies the fancy way I write.

The perfect sister? Pretty much so. Even when I do get upset with her, it’s never for long. Once I was angry and refused to speak to her. She wrote me a note saying, “I am sorry, sister”. How could I possibly stay angry? And people still wonder why I love her so much.

I want to protect her from the harsh realities of life: Sometimes people won’t like you for who you are, they don’t want to be your friend. Sometimes you’ll experience failure and disappointment, heartache and bitterness.

She has to experience all that herself. Still, I know I will always be there for her. If she wants me, that is. She might, she might not. Bonds can fade. Hopefully, not ours.

I will treasure the moments I have with her because not everyone gets a angel for a sister. The 10 years between us is not a gap. It’s a bridge that connects two separate souls.

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its a good writeup...

Ms. Hip is so gonna kill me for this...she prefer anonymousity

Harddisk Drives and Driving You Happy

Bills...problematic hard disk..and stress..

wow...

its madness..

money..life and health...

three great combination of life shortening effects...

but SOMEONE in the world just made a big difference..

making me some delicious cookies...although wasnt meant to be mine though..

and took all the trouble to make me a hard disk cover..since my leather one kena abuse kao kao..

now i have no excuse to abuse my harddisk as it is snuggled nicely in some felt cloth..

life is always great when you know someone cares for you alot...

i hope this feeling will always be there..

"people do not care how much you know until people know how much you care"

how true...

thank you so much for being a part of my life

Big gracious Thank u

once i thought i will not see the Keychain 'My Job Sucks'

thank goodness i have you...

for giving me many blessings..

like 'My Job Sucks', Wimpy, and my latest pet called 'Mimpi'

Hopefully i can keep that for years to come...

its not the price that matters...but its the sincerity...

Thanks so much for giving me all of these priceless stuffs...

XoXo

Selfish Prawns

some people out there are the selfish people..
they use you when they need you and want to sabo you when they do not need you..

THESE GROUP of PEOPLE

are the UTMOST DISAPPOINTMENT in the history of mankind!!!!

i wish i could write some extra bits and info..
but it is deemed for mature readers only..
R for Randall as i mentioned is a kid-can-also-read type of blog
:p

K&N filter

my K&N cone filter is damaged!!!!

arggghhhh!!!!!

it fell off the intake manifold and of all the place to drop..

in between my lower arm and the engine mounting...

it crushed parts of my filter..sobs sobs..

heartbreaking man..

no wonder recently my engine pick up seems faster than usual..

sobs

The signs are obvious

i think i should just let it off the hook.

p/s: my condolences to my aquarium fishies for the passing away of Mr. Lampam