You know its just wonderful....

When you can get up at 9.30 am everyday, and get paid for it. When you can have a hot steamy bath after spending long hours in a friggin' cold lab. When you can say the stupidest things without having the fear of being judged. When you forget to brush your teeth or when you accidentally apply facial foam on your hair thinking its shampoo and can still smile thinking about it. When you have all the freedom in the world to pick the rock you want to jump on or the post you want to lean on. When you can laugh non-stop until your whole body shakes. When you can eat a plate of CKY and a bowl of black mountain for 1.80. When you are able to listen to great songs all day, and can relate to some of the songs and move your hips a little when no one's looking. When you find an extra 10 bucks in your pocket without having the slightest idea how it got there in the first place. When you get locked outside your house for hours, without your wallet, coins or cigarettes. When you can watch Barcelona beating Chelsea in a CL match and the camera recording an emotional sobbing Mourinho. When you dont have to worry about money anymore. When you can have a decent intellectual stimulating conversation with the person you love the most. When you can sleep soundly without thinking over whats happening around you. When a hot chick says you are good-looking. When you can see kids playing football like Maradona in Malaysia. When you can complete 100 metres in 12 seconds (slow but ok). When you can just stare and stare and stare and stare without having to say a single word to convey your feelings. When you get a kiss from a never seen 2-year old kid for no apparent reason.

Life in Numbers

One in purpose.
Two sides to a coin, three sides to a character.
Four seasons, five stars.
Six schools of thought.
Seven shades of rainbow.
Inverted eight begets infinity, and with nine and sixty ways,
Zero could be the beginning or the end.

Surfing and swaying

Rang de Basanthi rocks! Especially Roobaroo Roshini. Can pretty much say AR Rahman is back after the happening Fanaa...God, the man is a freaking genius. A few Hindi words that I picked up today - bandar and sala. I know what pyaar means...:). Or anjanaa, or anjaani, or khuda hafiz. The theme music from Bombay was used in Lord of War (Nicholas Cage). Saw the movie 2 days back, not too bad, its abt gunrunning and armsdealing - a black comedy/drama, minus the violence. Something like Grosse Pointe Blank, minus Cusack's charm.

Mourinho amazed me again through Wikipedia. Check out the quotes section. He's really a piece of shit. If I wanted to have an easy job...I would have stayed at Porto - beautiful blue chair, the Uefa Champions League trophy, God, and after God, me. Full of drama, all the time. I have seen him kicking ball before, and certainly he's not the best. Coaching's a different story.

Has anyone listened to Ganga before? Musical composition. Beautiful absolutely. I don't know who is the composer, particularly love the violin. Do drop a line if you know anything abt these guys. And, a friend mentioned yesterday the Gallaghers are coming to Spore soon; wanna go so much, how not to, they defined the type of music I end up listening now. And with all those bands in high school playing Wonderwall, Don't Look Back in Anger and Champagne Supernova, certainly they were very popular among the 90s high school kids. Still cant beat Nirvana though..:). Girls were busier with BB, and 911 (generally boybands). And MLTR - I am not an actor, not a star, and I dont even have my own car.....cheesy, bloody cheesy.

The first rule of selling: belief in the system or the product you are selling. Not applicable to sales only. So what do I believe in? Null. Void. Formless. Getting there, what do I want in this life? Specifically this year? A BMW, total bollocks, I wish.

Freaking cold

My first post this year, and I wish to fill it with some positive stuff. BUT, its so freaking cold in here, I cant help myself from feeling numb and dumb at the same time. My fingers are actually shaking when I am typing, and my back experiences micro-level movements; painful. Cold weather in a tropical climate country is generally welcomed; this is not that. This is a freaking cold lab, and me being jacketless (not sure if that's proper), really worsens the whole goddamn feeling. Before I move further and further into an useless subject matter as this, let me at least freshen ur thoughts with my resolutions this year.

Let's see what I hope for this year:
1. To quit smoking for good
2. To make some money

That's it. I have become so absent-minded these days. And I only have myself to beat. Weird. Just hope this coming year will be generous to me finacially..hehe.

Would like to end this post in a lighter note, quoting a character from the movie Wedding Crashers actually: grief is nature's best aphrodisiac. And to all, have a nice year ahead. Jumbled jumbled. Got to get an organizer.