Last month my friend who just back from mountain climbing at Peru ask bunch of us to have some rubbish talk while also another means for gathering since we met 3/4 months ago. He talks quite a lot though, describing how perilous in some situation he encounter during mountain climbing, the excitement, and the adrenaline rush that push beyond himself to make his way to the peak.
I've heard "adrenaline rush" many times, be it in life or in film. During my school time, my Biology teacher does teach us what the heck is adrenaline and the capabilities for it but never explain in detail. My teacher would tell me "Just learn what you need to pass the exam" which in other meaning(I guess) "Stop act like you wanna know everything!!"
From the Net it defines adrenaline rush in general as one's body temperature will rise in sudden and would sweat profusely when adrenaline rush kicks in. Okay, now I more or less can get the picture but how should I stimulate it to works in a normal situation without purposely putting my life on the line for those daredevil action?
Somehow I remember got 1 anime which got frequently repeat the word of "adrenaline rush" in the series. Initial D, that's it. From what I see and interpret, to get a feel of how adrenaline rush looks, simply do something that you feel exciting, fast heart beating but got the desire to have a go on it. Driving,bungee jump, roller coaster ride and ghost movies doesn't seems to be work.
Heck it sounds so complicated!!! 10 fold more complex than my initial thought. Eventually I just decide to give up to perform any more stupid acts and back to my routine life. I should just wait for the right time to come to experience such push. Surprisingly when I catch the drama for the grand finale episode yesterday I feel the the signs described.
That drama was a fantasy but seriously sad and touching which I've been a loyal audience for this drama from the first episode was aired. My living is cool enough blew by the air cond with the temperature set at 17 'C. Definitely cold enough to stop anyone from sweating. Not my case yesterday however.
From the time I started to watch the drama, my heart beat unusually fast, my whole body can feel the immense heat, look as it was released after trap in for long time. I sweat profusely, in a sudden and gets even greater when reach the climax and touching scenes. Such phenomenon keeps on until the end of the drama.
Don't know why I begin to like and loathe for such push. I simply doesn't encounter any situation similar when watching those dramas previously . Soon after I begin to realise, yes, this is the kind of adrenaline rush that everyone had been talking about. The reason behind these signs is because I feel excited,anxious, high desire to know what is happen next and react when reaches the part where I feel emotional the most.
I feel sympathy for such scenes,the events that happened to characters inside the drama and the ending of the drama. The drama was able to convince me to have such emotion when I watching it. It also explain why I have a sudden presence of the adrenaline rush in my body.
Although I may have some emotional disturbance for few days after witness the final episode but at the same time finally I get a taste what adrenaline rush looks when it present......
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Saturday, April 25, 2009
Bus driver @ Happy Labour Day
Ever since I started to work at April which is also the final month for me to work and back to study life at mid-May, I've, unaware, unconsciously to notice something that, to others are not pertinent stuff. Nothing special, extraordinary or outstanding but it had really made me think twice about my ongoing life, but what is it?
Yes, is the bus driver. That's it, the thing that had caught my attention. Nothing on the Earth transport offer such affordable price to get you from point A to B, but even with the bus ready, the one who really fetch you is the bus driver.
Every morning like others, I've got to wake up on time so that I'll be able to get on the bus to get to the working place punctually and every morning is a tiring morning, the only thing I hope is that when I get to the bus station, the bus will arrive punctually and off I go. After a whole day working, the last thing you want is that you can get to hope quick, economically.
Despite there is a critical problem of the services and punctuality of public bus in Malaysia, in my area, that was not the case (well, once in a period punctuality still persist in my area) and the bus really come on time in many people's expectation. Kudos to the bus driver in our area. I didn't face any problem to arrive at my workplace punctually nor back to home at the consistent time.
There quite some good and friendly drivers in our area, a practice that aren't practise among the bus drivers in Malaysia. They spoke very gently and willing to wait for the others to get on the bus instead of rushing off swiftly.
Many residents here said that getting a bus home during night is very late and troublesome. But so far I feel that it just doing extremely fine job and I don't have any serious issue with it get to and back from the workplace. Often the buses arrive at the bus stand 10 or 15 minutes which had bring much relief to all the commuters.
I respect them. Without them I can't go to school, back to home, meet my friends, head to tuition centre etc. It may sound hilarious or maybe you guys can say that "Oh well, get a taxi or ask your parent to pick you up....",but you can't have your parents to fetch you when 2 parent work and, for me I don't have the money to ride a taxi.
I believe part of my success comes from the contribution of bus driver. Without them, life sometimes could get mess up and a little harder.......
So the all the drivers especially those who serve the public, Happy Labour Day even though you guys still gotta work.......
Yes, is the bus driver. That's it, the thing that had caught my attention. Nothing on the Earth transport offer such affordable price to get you from point A to B, but even with the bus ready, the one who really fetch you is the bus driver.
Every morning like others, I've got to wake up on time so that I'll be able to get on the bus to get to the working place punctually and every morning is a tiring morning, the only thing I hope is that when I get to the bus station, the bus will arrive punctually and off I go. After a whole day working, the last thing you want is that you can get to hope quick, economically.
Despite there is a critical problem of the services and punctuality of public bus in Malaysia, in my area, that was not the case (well, once in a period punctuality still persist in my area) and the bus really come on time in many people's expectation. Kudos to the bus driver in our area. I didn't face any problem to arrive at my workplace punctually nor back to home at the consistent time.
There quite some good and friendly drivers in our area, a practice that aren't practise among the bus drivers in Malaysia. They spoke very gently and willing to wait for the others to get on the bus instead of rushing off swiftly.
Many residents here said that getting a bus home during night is very late and troublesome. But so far I feel that it just doing extremely fine job and I don't have any serious issue with it get to and back from the workplace. Often the buses arrive at the bus stand 10 or 15 minutes which had bring much relief to all the commuters.
I respect them. Without them I can't go to school, back to home, meet my friends, head to tuition centre etc. It may sound hilarious or maybe you guys can say that "Oh well, get a taxi or ask your parent to pick you up....",but you can't have your parents to fetch you when 2 parent work and, for me I don't have the money to ride a taxi.
I believe part of my success comes from the contribution of bus driver. Without them, life sometimes could get mess up and a little harder.......
So the all the drivers especially those who serve the public, Happy Labour Day even though you guys still gotta work.......
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Reckless driving, eh?
It had just passed 1 month from the time I get my driving licence. At first I thought it was pretty cool, really.Maybe simply because I can no longer ask my busy parent fetch me whenever I gotta go, but then I still got to familiar myself my our family Nissan before getting my own 2nd hand car.
Although I didn't involve in any motor racing related sports/competition, I very much influence by the toy cars since tender age and as grow towards teenager I become even more fascinate about cars and start watching car racing sports and play lots of driving simulation game on my beloved PS2, be it legal or not.
So more or less I have some racing adrenaline flowing inside my arteries and veins. I can feel the rush in my bloodstream from the moment I get my driving licence. I really thought I can have a try of what is like when driving in a racing style even though on a sluggish Nissan, after all it is just a Nissan. I try to incoporate the driving technique from driving simulation through the racing games I practise on,however that somehow turn out to be a reckless style on driving.
Maybe I was new and shoudn't try these acts but such reckless style of driving turned out for me is like heaven with few exciting moments but for my dad is like death is just across the road. How should I put it? For example a double lane road became 1 lane road, racing style fast gear shift, drive on a wrong lane, drive too fast etc... I pretty proud of it though, at least when I parked my car I didnt cause cause any unwanted things to happen. Kinda stupid, right?
But really the disastrous case arrived. But maybe I should have been blame myself for choosing that road went home and met these vehicles. My dad gave me a chance for fetch him back from work. The God is really play prank on me, when I drive along the straight road which left few more hundred metres to arrived at home, suddenly there was taxi stopping on the first lane and the second car is turning into his respective premises, both car is nearly parallel to each other.
When I was slowing down on the 1st lane behind the taxi, and my dad didn't tell me to stop and suddenly my instinct tell me to slip across the spaces between these two cars and I didn't have time to think much so I just do it. I managed to pass through and it was few milimetre before our Nissan trade paint with these two cars. For me I was fine, but for my dad he really got hell scared of his life suddenly. And keep scolding me right until I was having my dinner.
He said I should have completely halt behind the taxi and wait for a while and if there is something go wrong, my dad gotta pay the damages and I'll have to deal with police and cause trouble to me and driving licence. In other words, my dad said I was a reckless driver. As for me I think is right to act according to common sense and instinct with strong confidence.
Consequence? My dad won't allow me to drive anymore until a time he regain confidence and trust for me. 1 years?2 years? Only the time will tell......
Although I didn't involve in any motor racing related sports/competition, I very much influence by the toy cars since tender age and as grow towards teenager I become even more fascinate about cars and start watching car racing sports and play lots of driving simulation game on my beloved PS2, be it legal or not.
So more or less I have some racing adrenaline flowing inside my arteries and veins. I can feel the rush in my bloodstream from the moment I get my driving licence. I really thought I can have a try of what is like when driving in a racing style even though on a sluggish Nissan, after all it is just a Nissan. I try to incoporate the driving technique from driving simulation through the racing games I practise on,however that somehow turn out to be a reckless style on driving.
Maybe I was new and shoudn't try these acts but such reckless style of driving turned out for me is like heaven with few exciting moments but for my dad is like death is just across the road. How should I put it? For example a double lane road became 1 lane road, racing style fast gear shift, drive on a wrong lane, drive too fast etc... I pretty proud of it though, at least when I parked my car I didnt cause cause any unwanted things to happen. Kinda stupid, right?
But really the disastrous case arrived. But maybe I should have been blame myself for choosing that road went home and met these vehicles. My dad gave me a chance for fetch him back from work. The God is really play prank on me, when I drive along the straight road which left few more hundred metres to arrived at home, suddenly there was taxi stopping on the first lane and the second car is turning into his respective premises, both car is nearly parallel to each other.
When I was slowing down on the 1st lane behind the taxi, and my dad didn't tell me to stop and suddenly my instinct tell me to slip across the spaces between these two cars and I didn't have time to think much so I just do it. I managed to pass through and it was few milimetre before our Nissan trade paint with these two cars. For me I was fine, but for my dad he really got hell scared of his life suddenly. And keep scolding me right until I was having my dinner.
He said I should have completely halt behind the taxi and wait for a while and if there is something go wrong, my dad gotta pay the damages and I'll have to deal with police and cause trouble to me and driving licence. In other words, my dad said I was a reckless driver. As for me I think is right to act according to common sense and instinct with strong confidence.
Consequence? My dad won't allow me to drive anymore until a time he regain confidence and trust for me. 1 years?2 years? Only the time will tell......
Saturday, February 28, 2009
All that glitters is not gold
"All that glitters is not gold". Perhaps it is the correct phrase I use to describe my life which seems so "fantasy". To be frank I come from a well doing family which is not too poor nor too rich compare to these families. So basically I have some luxuries which include a RM300 Puma footwear, a RM200++ Reebok outdoor shoes, few around the same price sandals, apparels with 1 RM500++ time piece and RM400++ eye wear and some other stuff. Sounds like I want to show off?
While it is normal stuff to other richer people/ friend, it is enough to amaze my friend. So often they praised, envy and describe my life as perfect and good to have such pricey things. Although these seems that I really have a great life but in fact it's not that simple, behind it I have to make a lot sacrifice which is not shown and known by my friend.
I was born at the Year of Goat while my dad was born at the Year of Ox. Few months after I born, my family seek advice from a fortune teller. The fortune teller say I and my father will not live in peace and harmony and will have a lot arguments and fights. Reason? Both of us have "horn" and it's a symbolism of grudge against each other everytime one meets and another.
Though sound superstitious but it turned out to be true. From the year I go to school both of argue us but most of time I'm the one who lose or retreat because I still his support(I don't really feel remorseful because I believe what I defend is good thing). Years after year these scenario continues and as I go to secondary school and became more aware for my surroundings,we tend to have a greater feud. Both shout at each other when things are not going what you want to be and tend to be. Non of us willing to give up. To get these luxuries I have to been through numbers of nagging,arguing, debating, scold and other way by my father. The longer this cycle go the longer we will against with each other.
I really can't believe what the fortune teller tell is true but the facts had prove it. It also make sense when you think like this. Maybe the this is what Feng Shui Master say " Feng Shui is playing prank". Even though my friend don't have much these luxuries, they live in harmony with their family, a good relationship with their dad and that's what really envy me the most. Definitely........
While it is normal stuff to other richer people/ friend, it is enough to amaze my friend. So often they praised, envy and describe my life as perfect and good to have such pricey things. Although these seems that I really have a great life but in fact it's not that simple, behind it I have to make a lot sacrifice which is not shown and known by my friend.
I was born at the Year of Goat while my dad was born at the Year of Ox. Few months after I born, my family seek advice from a fortune teller. The fortune teller say I and my father will not live in peace and harmony and will have a lot arguments and fights. Reason? Both of us have "horn" and it's a symbolism of grudge against each other everytime one meets and another.
Though sound superstitious but it turned out to be true. From the year I go to school both of argue us but most of time I'm the one who lose or retreat because I still his support(I don't really feel remorseful because I believe what I defend is good thing). Years after year these scenario continues and as I go to secondary school and became more aware for my surroundings,we tend to have a greater feud. Both shout at each other when things are not going what you want to be and tend to be. Non of us willing to give up. To get these luxuries I have to been through numbers of nagging,arguing, debating, scold and other way by my father. The longer this cycle go the longer we will against with each other.
I really can't believe what the fortune teller tell is true but the facts had prove it. It also make sense when you think like this. Maybe the this is what Feng Shui Master say " Feng Shui is playing prank". Even though my friend don't have much these luxuries, they live in harmony with their family, a good relationship with their dad and that's what really envy me the most. Definitely........
Monday, February 2, 2009
Nissan Serena C23
There is some kind of bond between this Nissan with our family, and I only noticed it recently. After having our country so-called Japanese-modified-Malaysia version Proton Saga for 7 years, our family(well, actually my father) traded his Saga for a much bulkier, voluminous and versatile Nissan Serena C23.
Frankly I would say it is the slowest vehicle among the others vehicle on the road. Think of it, a Nissan that weighs nearly 2 tonne pulled by a 1.6 litre powerplant, it is definitely one of the anonymous car that Nissan had ever produced. That leads to another question; Why would your father buy such car? Simple, you see, Malaysia also involved in automotive industry and everyone knows Japanese-made stuff is cheaper and back to the 1990s(even now), Malaysian would label Japanese stuff as "cheap, nice, good quality". So in order for the local automotive to stay afloat, our Government had to raise taxes.
At that time only got 2 brands offer such large car but at price range of RM70k-RM80k which is the prominent Toyota and Nissan. Considered Serena is greater(my father's idea), he decided to go with it and at the time he got his new big toy, I was only 7 years old.
It has since become part of the family, we share our joys and grievances inside this car all the while, whether we going for picnic, shopping...whatever, the Nissan stores these precious memory and moment, silently. As I grow up when I read about all the car magazines, I got to admit, this Nissan don't have the luxury as a Rolls Royce Phantom Coupe, doesn't have the sporty look as a Mercedes SLK, and most importantly doesn't have the mind-blowing performance as a Ferrari F430 Scuderia. After all its just a Nissan.
Who cares about all those fantasies around? Every car has its own niche, you can't really expect it to be really outstanding as others MPVs.
Car journalists always say drive a car that will listen to your command, acts according to your intuition, in fact I do found it. This Nissan Serena is brilliant, it feels your presence as you move it. I just found out when I learning to drive with this car, it has soul.
The more you play around with it, the nicier it gets and I like it. Seriously when you really love your car, its no longer a machine that take you from point A to point B, its your silent partner.....
Frankly I would say it is the slowest vehicle among the others vehicle on the road. Think of it, a Nissan that weighs nearly 2 tonne pulled by a 1.6 litre powerplant, it is definitely one of the anonymous car that Nissan had ever produced. That leads to another question; Why would your father buy such car? Simple, you see, Malaysia also involved in automotive industry and everyone knows Japanese-made stuff is cheaper and back to the 1990s(even now), Malaysian would label Japanese stuff as "cheap, nice, good quality". So in order for the local automotive to stay afloat, our Government had to raise taxes.
At that time only got 2 brands offer such large car but at price range of RM70k-RM80k which is the prominent Toyota and Nissan. Considered Serena is greater(my father's idea), he decided to go with it and at the time he got his new big toy, I was only 7 years old.
It has since become part of the family, we share our joys and grievances inside this car all the while, whether we going for picnic, shopping...whatever, the Nissan stores these precious memory and moment, silently. As I grow up when I read about all the car magazines, I got to admit, this Nissan don't have the luxury as a Rolls Royce Phantom Coupe, doesn't have the sporty look as a Mercedes SLK, and most importantly doesn't have the mind-blowing performance as a Ferrari F430 Scuderia. After all its just a Nissan.
Who cares about all those fantasies around? Every car has its own niche, you can't really expect it to be really outstanding as others MPVs.
Car journalists always say drive a car that will listen to your command, acts according to your intuition, in fact I do found it. This Nissan Serena is brilliant, it feels your presence as you move it. I just found out when I learning to drive with this car, it has soul.
The more you play around with it, the nicier it gets and I like it. Seriously when you really love your car, its no longer a machine that take you from point A to point B, its your silent partner.....
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Reunion Dinner @ Chinese New Year
I don't really having outdoor activities all time, mostly at home.But after I started this blog, I always try to look out for story which may worth post on.
"Reunion Dinner" such term do mischief me all the time. From tender age till a high school student or teenager, I don't really have any reunion dinner with my family member partly due to our apartment is too small to fill a big family at a small table. We usually eat seperately. Table, sofa, in front PC, just to name few.
My sis always complain why should we seperately and ask to eat together, as the word "Reunion Dinner" says.
Time after time, year after year and finally 2009 CNY arrives. Supposed I think should be a normal dinner, but hey my father had ask all of us to eat dinner together, no matter how squeeze it for a moment. Although we all busy with our stuff, we eventually get to eat together, for the first time.
Its kinda tight really to sit six of us together in a 1meter table I guess, but that moment is totally unforgettable. The laughter in the air really make me, my whole family's night. Sincerely, I appreciate it very much as after years and years we break the custom.
Well at least I hope tomorrow will be a prosperous and auspicious Ox year and certainly for the rest of the time.
HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!!!
"Reunion Dinner" such term do mischief me all the time. From tender age till a high school student or teenager, I don't really have any reunion dinner with my family member partly due to our apartment is too small to fill a big family at a small table. We usually eat seperately. Table, sofa, in front PC, just to name few.
My sis always complain why should we seperately and ask to eat together, as the word "Reunion Dinner" says.
Time after time, year after year and finally 2009 CNY arrives. Supposed I think should be a normal dinner, but hey my father had ask all of us to eat dinner together, no matter how squeeze it for a moment. Although we all busy with our stuff, we eventually get to eat together, for the first time.
Its kinda tight really to sit six of us together in a 1meter table I guess, but that moment is totally unforgettable. The laughter in the air really make me, my whole family's night. Sincerely, I appreciate it very much as after years and years we break the custom.
Well at least I hope tomorrow will be a prosperous and auspicious Ox year and certainly for the rest of the time.
HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!!!
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Promoter? Sales talk?
I do not really like to do sales talks basically but that's the only common job that I could know and look for(is the only job where schoolleaver who wait for result qualify for). In two months I have been through 2 different job which is promoter. The first month I was a ladies department's promoter and that is my 1st ever job. No longer pampered by all the comfort and luxury in my house, I basically quite enthusiastic about this job since its my 1st job. Although its not reasonably paid, I do it. But then the longer I do this job, the more I feel empty about this job. Thats because I don't have the freedom of choosing working shift compare to my counterparts, low payment, longer working time and the list goes on and on. By GOD providence I guess, I found another job(biscuit promoter is supermarket) which is higher salary and shorter working hours.
Bingo! However there is a catch: this job is till end of the month only. I rather not think about it and take it gracefully.My dream of getting the job that I wanted may come true. Sadly, my dream was ruined by my employer as she was pretty hot-tempered person. So I do expect some hard time for this work. But, hey the enforcement in this supermarket I work in is pretty poor. Such turn out I get a lot of chance of rest in the store rather standing at my counter to promote and do sales talk whole time.
Then again, after two weeks I work, my boss turned up at my working place and scolded me that the arrangement of the stock at the rack is like rubbish. The whole supermarket management is complaining me. Not only that, even the biscuit company's employee who spy on me also complain for my lackadaisical attitude.
It was a harsh word that she spit on me in front of people that day. I was utterly freaked out! My thought of having a smooth have been wrecked by her. I was totally terrified, speechless and my body wobble by the stung of her word. She give me the target and ask me to sell off the products or I'll be in deep trouble. I started to hate this job and my employer and seriously hope it will end soon
Since then I was very fear that she would appear at nowhere, so I just clenched my fist and just stand at my counter and do some sales talk. Day after day, time after time, finally its the last day of my work, then just when I want to head out, my employer SMS me and asking my need not to go to work anymore. I rang her and she say I was doing nothing wrong as I had sell 98% of the stock and there is not a need for me to stand there anymore. She then say'Thank you for your magnificent job and co-operation, you have done a great job".
From that moment, I do feel that I want to continue with this job as I learned the responsible as a promoter but hey, its over.......
Bingo! However there is a catch: this job is till end of the month only. I rather not think about it and take it gracefully.My dream of getting the job that I wanted may come true. Sadly, my dream was ruined by my employer as she was pretty hot-tempered person. So I do expect some hard time for this work. But, hey the enforcement in this supermarket I work in is pretty poor. Such turn out I get a lot of chance of rest in the store rather standing at my counter to promote and do sales talk whole time.
Then again, after two weeks I work, my boss turned up at my working place and scolded me that the arrangement of the stock at the rack is like rubbish. The whole supermarket management is complaining me. Not only that, even the biscuit company's employee who spy on me also complain for my lackadaisical attitude.
It was a harsh word that she spit on me in front of people that day. I was utterly freaked out! My thought of having a smooth have been wrecked by her. I was totally terrified, speechless and my body wobble by the stung of her word. She give me the target and ask me to sell off the products or I'll be in deep trouble. I started to hate this job and my employer and seriously hope it will end soon
Since then I was very fear that she would appear at nowhere, so I just clenched my fist and just stand at my counter and do some sales talk. Day after day, time after time, finally its the last day of my work, then just when I want to head out, my employer SMS me and asking my need not to go to work anymore. I rang her and she say I was doing nothing wrong as I had sell 98% of the stock and there is not a need for me to stand there anymore. She then say'Thank you for your magnificent job and co-operation, you have done a great job".
From that moment, I do feel that I want to continue with this job as I learned the responsible as a promoter but hey, its over.......
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