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Congratulations to Mr Ery and Miss Fishamirah – Selamat Pengantin Baru!

The wedding that took place at the lovely Burkill Hall located inside Botanic Gardens with a bright sunny day indeed very very bright sunny day.It’s kinda difficult to get there if you’re a first timer as there’s a few private housing nearby which not many Taxi driver wants to drive thru it and if you drive the carpark lot is pathetic only able  accomodate less then 10 i think oh well. 

Another shot of Mr Killer Bass Ery with the lovely Miss Fisha with frens:

 

Before i begin, i’m going through my ration pack checklist – Potato Chips, Cookies,Pocky, Keropok Check! Cola-Cola.Check! Instant Noodles.Check!. I need ’em for the late night matches and hopefully no one touch it before me. It’s annoying when you discover your stuff is gone especially the good tidbits!

Anyway the European soccer tournament is a quadrennial football tournament for European nations is where  a  highly stage or platform for the young players to shine and also a window shopping spree for some club managers .As some of the matches currently been undergo, there’s more thrill-spill and upset and the flops one to be witness.Well we’re already seen how Portugal easily cruise their way in the first game and the ‘Oranje’ torn apart the Italians defence. It’s a pity the team that i’ve been supporting is not involve and to all those England haters we’ll be back soon but nonetheless i’ll go for Spain because  of its promising youngsters in the the team and Holland. Well we’re just wait and see .

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………..the song explains itself………

They said “Jump”. You say” How High?”

Recently there’s something about my worklife  where i find it very intimidating and disappointing. Therefore making me feel livid sometimes and the alter ego of me is uncontrollable too. The darkside in me is becoming just like the character where Anakin Skywalker turn out as Sith Apprentice hopefully i won’t reach to that stage soon.Occasionally I felt every ounce of me screaming out but the sound was trapped deep in me. They say silence is failure. It’s not that i want to whine but i’m a human too just like everyone else does where they need to voiceout but the thing is i can’t; if i’ve happen to be in that state i tell you it won’t be that nice and i choose rather not too because i got this little thing called an emotion which refers to a strong sense of self respect aka PRIDE .It’s not that i dislike the job or the people around me. The job yes; do provide me food on the table and likewise the people surrounding me is just fine but sometimes when impromptu situation occurs i feel kinda cheated. I know it’s easy to say than done but sometimes i question myself do those people at the top hierarchy just above me, do they actually know how to do their job or you just do the job because you goddamn have to do it and  wanting it to be done smoothly without thinking about ya men? Pardon me if im wrong  and i’ve my flaws too but what i learned in the Army is that as a superior officer ones need to LEAD  by an example and its not easy being a leader, the leadership quality that is shown at my work so far can only be found in my former SAC. Further more i feel like the stuff that i did or requested seem never to be taken into consideration and for those whoever reading this post i want you to know that I’m not complaining here and also whatever task is being given to me i jolly well chop chop get it done and fix it. You could say that i’m being selfish here but i’m not saying its all bout what i wanted or its all about me! Me! Me! But what i’m trying to imply in here is that at least give me a straight honest forward answer but if you play fire with fire i might as well fire it up and i already just did it.  Someone told me never to regret what you did ,if you do, you’re not moving forward but instead you’re still hanging taking  a step back.