Things can't be the same

So much in mind today

I thought about my potential future husband....
I hope he is helpful and dedicated..
Rich and romantic would be plus points to whatever that are included in the requirement...

Imagine if he is a perfect guy...
As in he gets whatever he wants...
Money, looks, people's attention, brain and a very awesome talking skill...
He has everything his way...

Until he met a person like me..
Who LIKES everything to SOUND like it goes her way...
Therefore in argument, wouldn't he wants to prove me wrong when my every intention is to prove whatever he has in hand is wrong?

HAHA.. childish... but possibilities are there...
So I got to add tolerating skills in the requirement list as well...
He must be a man who knows that he has to shut up because I know I wouldn't...
One person got to be a bigger man ^^

Hmmmm being too good looking or even average would be dangerous too..
Seeing not much of both exist around my surroundings...
Who knows he would have a list of GOOD GIRL FRIENDS...
Could I be able to accept the fact that he got a list of beautiful woman waiting for me to die?
Maybe but I'm betting on 60% I wouldn't....
So.... another on the requirement should be either ugly or at least anti social with good looks =D

Anyway... actually my post today is about friendship...
Something I learnt from Chicken Soup today..
Let's not explain too much
At times.. I wonder what am I saying actually....

Damages

Many post would be deleted from my blog to please someone....


Hope you are happy now...


If there are anything I haven't delete that you don't like.. Please let me know over dinner again....


If you don't like it.. It's not worth being around....

I have 202 posts now.. I will slowly delete them to 80... (which I just did *updated*)

Watch me

*It kinda hurts to know so much of me have been deleted...

Pictures!

This reminded me of Satya's cendol hehe...

*invitation offer to*

Satya

Poh Yee

Siew Wei

Eequin

to join me for a good old rojak ^^

This is the place.. I will make reservation.. xD

Dream Inc recently got sponsored by Big Apple in a form of doughnuts! weee...

Nicole is selling them.. hehe

So are these people ^^

Everyone is happy ^^

So much doughnut!

No more time to waste!

Dream Inc!

Zhu Sien DIY

Christine's DIY

I slept when I was in the car. And it banged.

**BANG**
My body launch forward waking me up from my terrible 5 second nap....

What have I done???
(please ignore all the dramatic way of explaining.. this is real!)

I smashed and hit on the car ahead when I was doozing off in my car...
Before I could register what happen and what to do...
The owner of the car ahead walked out of his car furiously..
Look at his car.. Look at me.. Look at his car.. and walk to me..

Crap... When I was about to open my door to get out.. He walked pass me and to my bumper.. Took down my car number and details, walk pass me again and said
"I will report this to the police."

I was still blur of what to do and how to react when he walked back into the car...My mind was preoccupied with the thought of...

• Damn why didn't I sleep for the pass 29 hours....
• Sob.. I shouldn't be sleeping.. but I was out of control..
• Police station? What will happen to my licence??
• Will this car burst into pieces...
• WHAT WOULD MY MOM SAY...
• great who should I call now
• Hmmm I wonder if satya could help...
• But my mom would know sooner of later... God..
• Can the man just take my bribe..
• Crap.. my wallet only have RM15 left...
• Great.. What about credit card??? WEEEEE
• Omg.. I didn't bring my credit car..
• Fuck... I hate driving...

My thoughts was interrupted when the man ahead suddenly came out of the car, telling me to follow him.

Back to my thoughts...

• Great now he want to bring me to police station straight...
• Now I got to call my dad.. No choice dy.. Screw it..
• Why am I in bangsar village??

Apparently, he didn't just not send me to the police station, he directed me to a mamak in bangsar village where we talk about how to settle the situation. We successfuly negotiated to settle this without the police knowing and as soon as possible. He suggested me to keep my car there in bangsar village while he brought me back to my dad to make sure we don't get lost. He was really nice in handling the situation. Trust me, I was about to burst into tears when I was there in the mamak when he did all the talking...

After accountering with him. I noticed he is a very nice uncle. Really really nice. How often you have your nice new car smashed by another person and you tell her it's alright because car are just another form of material, we don't have make a fight out of it. He even told me about the experience of being angry in this whole matter and stuff. He was so understanding and nice to me.... Making the overly stressed me to not cry at all... It was really uncomfortable in that situation because I depended on him to bring me to my dad's office using gprs and also bring me back to the place to get my car and direct me out of the place..

Hopefully next time when I drive and I got into this type of situation when I became the victim, I will keep a cool head and handle this professionally. In the weirdest way, I'm thankful I encountered him and no one else. Imagine if it was gangster? God, you are very nice to me. Thank you. I learnt my lesson well...

I can't be so stubborn

Before I go on killing myself with 4 books that I need to digest in the next 12 hours..


I need to apologies for my lack of consumerism attidude and for not giving Croc.Inc a benefit of a doubt...

Alright.. I'm referring to my previous post http://genuinegesture.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-what-is-crocs-today.html that I have written on Crocs genuine shoes's on the street...

The "apparent" truth is out...
http://thestar.com.my/lifestyle/story.asp?file=/2009/9/7/lifeliving/4640755&sec=lifeliving

The Star newspaper has already announced and clerified for Croc.inc that the crocs that has been selling like hot cakes in Pasar Malam are completely.

You can refer to http://thestar.com.my/lifestyle/story.asp?file=/2009/9/7/lifeliving/4603134&sec=lifeliving on how to tell a genuine crocs from a fake one...

I made a mistake on shopping..
Guess I lost in the bet I made agaisnt myself in interpreting news..
Why would I suddenly come up with this blog post?
I have been checking out of my nuffnang keyword tracker on how people reach my blog and it's apparently they key in "Crocs in pasar malam" on google to look for me.. weee

I planned not to post about this because I'm too stubborn to admit I'm wrong. This sucks. But I'm not all wrong.. =P that I'm sure.

But my previous blog post was mainly about Croc.inc financial difficulties and the information I provided there are still accurate.. So don't have to start thinking I'm picking up things from mid air to post it up in my blog.. =P

In my humble opinion.. If you have been wearing fake crocs for days and didn't notice it is fake for so long..... Just wear it.. It's still comfortable and affordable.. Just a lot cheaper =D no harm alright..

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Think about this:

The media can tell us just about anything. The accuracy are always doubtable cause after all, it's the journalist who wrote it. They are just people and they aren't god. We read and we think we know it all, psssh, we are being controlled by the media. So this latest news from crocs, are the real? Could the Star be right? You be the judge.