To my 2 dear colleagues, A & N
A, who were always helpful when I need some re sonardyne or relayout of some cables.
A big guy but however soft spoken, and polite in front of ladies.
Thanks for your HFM magazines.
N, you and your messy hair.
I am smiling while thinking of our time working together.
Someone who like to share his experiences and smile.
Eventhough you are no longer here, you will be forever in our memories.
Ref: http://www.katc.com/full-coverage/search-for-missing-offshore-workers/#.TnVzDqzbaec.facebook
Sep 18, 2012
Aug 21, 2012
Tomorrow shall be a calm day
Can you handle the changes?
Yes, I CAN!
Do you really think you can?
No, I cannot. But the Lord can.
Many times I was worried needlessly, for something that does not happen. My mind was actively generated series of soap opera, which won't be produced as soap opera. It was all n my mind.
Occasionally I imagine that I would be scolded on the next day. But when the next day arrived, nothing happen. It was just a normal 'next day'.
So tomorrow should be not as big deal as what I imagined....
I am going to fight to win!
Have a nice raining day!
Yes, I CAN!
Do you really think you can?
No, I cannot. But the Lord can.
Many times I was worried needlessly, for something that does not happen. My mind was actively generated series of soap opera, which won't be produced as soap opera. It was all n my mind.
Occasionally I imagine that I would be scolded on the next day. But when the next day arrived, nothing happen. It was just a normal 'next day'.
So tomorrow should be not as big deal as what I imagined....
I am going to fight to win!
Have a nice raining day!
Aug 7, 2012
Victim of war
War among toast remind me of the song 'Pretender'. When we know someone can change her mind as fast as lightning, get her to email everytime she made a decision. As a proof and reminder that that was her decision. I do not wan to be the squeezed smashed butter among the toast.
War of high profile people shot torpedo over meaningless human and may miss the target. Better grab a armor and hide. But this hardly happen. Most probably that will be sent as a mailman, or ambassador to rival country. It remind me of the movie '300', the scene when the ambassador was thrown into the bottomless pit. Destiny is to die without reason.
Just by reading messages and emails sent by all parties, it is so stressful. It sound like newspaper. Everyday announcing accidence and death of someone you do not know, knowing it might happen to you when you are not careful.
Just a voice from a humble victim of war.
War of high profile people shot torpedo over meaningless human and may miss the target. Better grab a armor and hide. But this hardly happen. Most probably that will be sent as a mailman, or ambassador to rival country. It remind me of the movie '300', the scene when the ambassador was thrown into the bottomless pit. Destiny is to die without reason.
Just by reading messages and emails sent by all parties, it is so stressful. It sound like newspaper. Everyday announcing accidence and death of someone you do not know, knowing it might happen to you when you are not careful.
Just a voice from a humble victim of war.
Jun 29, 2012
Horror story
On a dark night, moon as the only source of light.
Driving on a deserted road. Shadow of trees covering me. Not a single car is on the road. Only the sound of crickets and owl accompany me.
Suddenly my sight become pitch black!
As if i am blindfolded!!!!
Suddenly...
Suddenly...
I realised that i forgot to turn on the headlights....
Driving on a deserted road. Shadow of trees covering me. Not a single car is on the road. Only the sound of crickets and owl accompany me.
Suddenly my sight become pitch black!
As if i am blindfolded!!!!
Suddenly...
Suddenly...
I realised that i forgot to turn on the headlights....
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