tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38154012011-08-31T20:02:07.513+08:00<p align="center">~ WELCOME TO MY MIND ~ </p>khairuddinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06037332860487110971noreply@blogger.comBlogger1811100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815401.post-75219107136128141562008-03-11T16:34:00.004+08:002008-03-11T16:59:24.215+08:00

Much have been said, speculated, joked and debated about the whole Mas Selamat saga. Bloggers had a field day and photoshoppers too jumped, gleefully, onto the bandwagon to make light (and funny) about what is otherwise a serious National Emergency. Vigilance and alertness (with a dash of panic) are healthy prescriptions for the masses, but of utmost importance is for the relevant parties to be

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My son Luqman celebrated his 4th Birthday for the first time. Made him a picturebook, entitled "Luqman & The Mot-mot: Bathtime". Detail in the family blog,but here is a preview of what he and the Mot-mot looks like. The Mot-mot is actually a monster of his imagination, a sort of radioactive mutant with variousnumber of eyes. Yes, the goggle comes from a MapleStory character....

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Did the above and submitted for a mascot design competition. It a fairy-like creature base on my dearest little princess Yumni. Not really expecting them (being Gahmen and all) to accept such character as a mascot for their innovation unit. But hey, no harm trying.

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OK, I am reviving this blog and giving it the CPR it sorely needed. A tranfusion of posting will resume to give it life again. I hope. But I will just focus on design and illustrations. I hate writing about negative things, which are about the only happening that seems to be nowadays.It has not been a very good year, this 2007, especially in terms of relationships and health.A family friend is

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Read my VisualDNA™ Get your own VisualDNA™

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"Those who says money can't buy happiness simply didn't know where to go shopping".That's Bo Derek for you. Ok, you do not know who the hell Bo Derek is. Just take it from me that she is a once-upon a time the most exciting bomb shell that Hollywood ever produced. And forgotten. But her words do have some rings of truth to it, up to and only if, your life terminates right after the shopping spree

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Death. So final. A sudden fullstop in a string of words. An ending that cannot be avoided.Attended a colleauge's funeral today. Not sure how he died, but it seems that he passed away while driving to KL. Cardiac arrest or so.A few minutes ago got a call from Sis, saying that an auntie of mine passed away too. She was already in a state whereby you can see life slipping away, as the sickness that

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Another photoshopped Black-n-white to Colour attempt. Can't actually decide what colour to give his eyes. He is a caucasian, and I am finding it hard to get the correct skin tone.

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Am playing with Photoshop to colour an old black-n-white photos (digital lah).Original photo:Colored by me....OK, I know, not actually the best to shout about but mind you, the picture is quite "complicated" and old.yes, such photos are best left black-n-white or sepia-toned. The colour-ed version does not evoke that kind of emotion one have for the past. It's quite fakey, if you asked me.anyone

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I’m alwaysalmost very nearlythere,but never quitethere yet.It seems that thesame goes for nearly everyone else in this peculiar,perpetuallyhungrylittle nationof ours. - part of "Social Ambition", Gilbert SohIt's like a hamster on its running wheel. A constant struggle to move up, to move faster, to catch up, or take over. Is it really fair to say this about living in Singapore? Am not

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JOHN: Boss, today I'll go out and take some paranormal shots.ME: Huh? Paranormal shots? How?JOHN: Easy lah, just take a few shots in 360 degrees and then stictch them together in Photoshop.ME: Ah...you mean PANORAMIC shots.JOHN: Yah what, that is what I said.ME: No, you said PARANORMALJOHN: Same olso whaaat....As Blinkymummy would say, "Win Oredi..."

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Still ruminating over lost dreams and like so totally underachieving.The picture below says it all, from Albert Dorne, September 1959.In 1948, he and 11 colleagues founded the Famous Artists School, with Dorne acting as president. Dorne's ambition to help cultivate the careers of struggling young artists would mean the virtual demise of his own as a commercial artist. That, is sacrifice.

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As a child I used to doodle a lot. Anytime and anywhere, stopped only by fatigues or Mom shouting,"Not the wall!". Back then parents already charted our "success path" by following a tried (and tired) formula: get an education, a University degree and doors would be open for you. Preferably a Medical or Law Degree. So Arts and any artistic inclination were not the ideal path to trod on.The fact

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For Children's Day today, I decided that Spongebob should meet his long lost Dad...

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Attended this Talk entitled," Discover The Creativity In You By Korean Graphic Designer" at Jalan Besar CC. Speaker was a Korean graphic designer Asaka Arai.When they stated that the "language Medium", presumably the language the speaker will be delivering his talk, would be in english, I didn't realised that there will be a translator beside him translating his words into english.I can see that

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Ok, not exactly Stephen Covey dovey stuff but if you want to take a break from all those soporific management-enhancing tome, read this. A collaborative writing by Billy Goldberg, an emergency physician and Mark Leyner, best-selling author and a satirist (he wrote The Tetherballs of Bougainville). Elightenment of the following are some that you can expect: Why does asparagus make my pee smell?

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For the life of me, I cannot ever recall imagining that one day somebody would want to sue me in court. But this is happening. A certain childcare took umbrage at a posting by one of the forum participants in an online forum I am hosting. Being a highly progressive member of this graceful Nation, she decided that the only way reputation can be redeemed and restored is via the cold litigation that

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Question: How many psychotherapist does it take to change a lightbulb?Answer: One. But only if, deep down, the lightbulb is willing to change.- AnonymousYet another one in the seemingly endless stream of lightbulb jokes. And as those jokes go, not particularly a brilliant one either. But it strike some resonance of truth as far as what I am doing now. What does it takes to actually turn around a

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Blogebrity: Wow, guess what this one stands for? Too easy. Hey, anyone can do it: take a blogger who's a chef, and you get: BLEF. A blogger who's a dentist? BENTIST. A female blogger with an itch? You guessed it: a BITCH. Taken, without permission (like who givesafuck) from Maddox (bestpageintheuniverse)

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Was asked to provide a catchy acronym for an elite action response team in times of crises and emergencies.Suggested F.A.R.T : Fast Action Response Team.methink not many will agree to adopt it tho.

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Attended the above one-day course. Interesting, but most of the stuff are kinda "old news" if you have attended Steven Covey's 7 Habits. Earlier on in the morning this happened:Lecturer: How many of you here had ever quarell with your husband or wife?Silence. No one put up hands.Lecturer: Come on, I'm sure some of you do have a tiff now and then with your spouse! Anyone? Silence.Lecturer: I

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From the jetsam & flotsam of the email spam...but I kinda like this one:Does evil exist? Did God create evil? The University professor challenged his students with this question. "Did God create everything that exists?" A student bravely replied, "Yes he did!" "God created everything?" The professor asked. "Yes sir", the student replied. The professor answered, "If God created everything, then

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Consider this phrase "The baby blog in many cases is an online shrine to parental self-absorption", taken from THIS ARTICLE from the New York Times.If you are a parent, why would you blog about your baby? Why would you blog every single diaper change or every small incremental new motor skills your baby managed to perform (or so you think)? I am not sure. And I can't answer it now as MY baby is

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Announcement : Blog ShiftFrom today onwards, all blogs regarding family (kids, wife, dogs, cat and house) will be done at the family webby -> MILLKY.ORGI will only blog (read personal rambling, or whining if you like) cutting edge, highly profound and mentally disturbed opinions by meself re the world. HA HA. So if you are one of those ( including my loyal reader of 3 which include meself ) who

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My precious two...

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Yumni's Story - The BeginningI am going back in time to the moment before Yumni came to this world. Somewhere 60 minutes before she first gasped her free oxygen all by herself out of utero. This will be the story of Yumni's birth.At around 3am Lena woke me up complaining of pain "somewhere at the stomach". Was it "it", I asked, "it" of cos referring to the birth. It was actually the exact date or

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We are settling in very well. Yumni is absolutely lovely. In retrospect, I am thankful to God for the speedy delivery, with no complications whatsoever. If I do say so myself, Yumni is beautiful. She is so very different from Mikail & Luqman, then again she is my first daughter. Yumni looks as much like her mom as mikail does like meself, except, of course, bigger. Unfortunately Yumni is much "

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Baby YumniMy Baby Girl entered this world at 0405 this morning, and became My Precious Little Princess shortly thereafter. We are naming her Yumni Iman. Yumni means His Blessing and Iman, Faith. At 3395 g, she is a healthy, happy baby! And with dark hair. And with wavy hair. And with dark, big eyes. And with a nice big mouth. She latched on and nursed on the very first ever try. Will try to post

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In-Conversation: Interview with a Primate.Was at the Zoo with the wifey and kids. While they were busy over at the Giraffe’s enclosure, I found myself attracted to the Primates. Soon enough I was actually having a conversation with one of the monkeys.Me: Hi Monkey. How are you?Monkey: Eeeeeeh aaaaaaah (fine, thank you)Me: Do you know what separates us human from you monkeys?Monkey: Oooooh Aaaaah

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If you say the word "BOLLOCKS" very fast and many, many times, it will sound like BLOGS.Quick, say: BOLLOCKS BOLLOCKS BOLLOCKS BLLOCKS BLOGS BLOGS...BLOGS!I love to go a-bollockingAlong the Mountain TrailAnd as I go, I love to sing"My Brain Is Not Yet Back"valdereeee valderaaaa valdereeee valderahahaha

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Another office conversation...ME: Eh Boss, why can't we have something like the Lifetime Achievement Award?BOSS: What the hell is that?ME: You know, like the one Brian Richmond got for all the donkey years he put in for his radio works...BOSS: And what is the purpose?ME: Well...to recognise the long and loyal service from older people like me in the Department...BOSS: And why would we want to do

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Now I understand what is the difference between a legitimate MLM and a con-job that is The Pyramid. The former makes profit from selling genuine products while the latter makes money (& scam) from recruitment. So the difference, the one that truly differentiate an honest business from a Scam is the source of profit. See, I am a genius (this, after years of pretending that I know what it is all

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I have this nagging feeling that Blogging is for, and by NORMAL people. People who are too normal with normal events happening in their everyday, normal life. How else could you account for the millions of Blogs having entries like these: " Today, I ate a hamburger. It was the best day ever" or post a picture of a very normal say, jeans, and declare that " Hey, I bought those!". Like, wow! YOU

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Terrorism AwarenessAttended a talk on Terrorism organised by some Ministry.The content of the Talk was great, but what gnawed at my bones were the delivery, and the deliverer of the presentations. I do not expect wonderfully made-up powerpoints (eh, this is Gahmen body for godsake) nor do I expect finnesse and great articulation of the subject matter by the presenter. But I do expect a certain

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Filling In The Gap.Much water have gone under and I am suddenly feeling this urge to record it here for posterity. Perhaps to assuage my guilt for not updating this bloggie as much as I should be doing.1. Celebrated Mikail's 4th Birthday with a Bowling Birthday Party at Cathay Bowl (SAFRA YISHUN). Fun really, watching those kids trying to bowl with the gutter-upped lanes. Will post some pics

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“With its rock-solid foundation and ground-breaking new features, Windows XP Professional won’t quit working, even when your workday is done.” — MicrosoftI wonder if they actually know what they were saying? See the bold part above. That simply describe the irritating problem I am having with my PC now - it takes so blardy S-L-O-W to shutdown, as if it actually refuses to Shutdown. I mean, come

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Today wasn't a good day in the office. Conflict and quarelled with colleauges, over things which now seems mundane and unimportant. Telling and reminding self not to ever get into such stupidity. It is just not worth the blood pressure.On a brighter and cheery note, self attended Charcoal Drawing Class today (1st lesson). Am getting back to basic the traditional way as 2D and 3D animations

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Yellow RibbonVoluntered to sell flags for the Yellow Ribbon Projects. Yes, me can't believe it meself too, but sell we did. We as in me, Lena and Mikail. Never in my life had I faced so many rejections in one morning. Of cos, there are people who would actually approach us and put in their loose change into the Tin Can we were holding out (something like begging, if you asked me) but there were

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I realised that I do not need more books, I need more time to read books that I have.

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Urine Test +Ve!Wasn't totally shocked since self half expected that the result would be positive. Luckily did declare at the outset prior to test that self was on medication for flu and cough (most prolly the steroid did it). However forgot to actually ask S&P, what was the positive reading for. Opiate? Heroin? Paracetamol? What? what? Well, gave them the MO note. Hopefully that'll be the end of

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Trishaw Ride (Attack Of The Giant Butt)Went with Lena & Miki for a trishaw ride (Singapore Explorer). It was like, more than 20 years ago since I ever rode on a trishaw? Lena was already in a good mood especially after the wonderful Ipoh Hor Fun lunch at Lee Tong Kee (was pointed out that the "Kee" part is not the name of the person...duh!) and Miki was , well, sleepy and groggy.It was kinda fun

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My Random 5What was your first job out of school and what did you learn from it?I worked for the Revenue House. It taught me that $800 per month cannot last me until the next pay day.What's the biggest professional mistake you've ever made? How did you fix it?Joining the current organisation I'm in now. It can't be fixed.Where do you look for creative inspiration?Bookstores.What's playing in your

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Star Wars IIIWent to watch it on Sunday. It as in Star Wars Episode 3!The show is truly dark, dark, dark. Betrayal, deceits and destruction. The only "comedy break" came from R2D2. Also first time somebody in the movie finally acknowledged Yoda as green in colour (Darth Sidious, "Ah....my little GREEN friend".." just before his duel with the Jedi Master). Many interesting link-ups to Episode 4 (

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Wow...was soooo busy busy busy..so much happenings and so much to blog but am really too tired when really get round to it...The family photosite is still "in the oven' as self is too overwhelm with work and home responsibilities / chores / task / etc.Managed to do up Matthew & Rina's site though (their wedding site)...will definitely turn to family photosite now...(if you are interested, you can

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Am re-working the family photoweb....shhh!Will put the url here once ready....watch this space....OK...kinda put up something for the family photosite....this is not the final v as I m still not happy with the overall look. ~sighIts HEREThe photo galleries are not all ready yet....the family photoshoot 05 turns out yucky as the image compression screwed up..2 X sigh.

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EMAIL ISSUE #1For the umpteenth times (just don't ask me what numeral is an "ump"), Ed would appear at my workstation and;ED: Boss, I just send you an email.ME: Uh...ermm....do you always personally inform the person you email to?ED: No lah...but this one is good....quick open.ME: And I have to open it now...in front of you.ED: yah yah quick.If he could actually WALK OVER to my station and inform

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An Open Letter To the Person Who vandalise My Car TodayThis post is addressed to the person who vandalised my car by way of scratching a very big "U" at my pasenger side door today at 0920hrs (Yes, SDU7152R Black Hyundai Matrix parked at Clementi Blk 369)Hi.I do not know who you are, but please understand that I am NOT angry. I fact, I feel guilty thinking that you did not have the time to

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A Series Of Unfortunate EventsWatched Lemony Snicket's A Series of Unfortunate Events! Me enjoyed it soo much. As enjoyable as the book itself, but of course, book adaptation is never a 100% kind of thingy.Emily Browning playing 14-year old Violet is fabulous. Methink she got the most luscious, full, kissable lips! And how they quiver and pout at the right moments. And I am getting carried away

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Am suddenly inspired to think about politics. OK, not really politics, but more of the happenings in this great island of limited possibilities. One of which is the CASINO thingy.Our great leaders in parliament now feel it is okay to consider turning this island into Las Vegas of the East since the "parameters" have changed of late. And to think that the Gahmen is getting foreign consultants to

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This blog is suffering from a serious case of not being updated, stagnant, old, obsolete and a waste of HTML because the author (or rather, owner) is himself suffering a serious bout of procrastination. That sounds like it is as if it is NOT his fault, but just some unfortunate turn of event which rendered him catatonic and unable to update, but the truth is of course clear...I am procrastinating

khairuddinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06037332860487110971noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815401.post-1110295753032479962005-03-08T23:26:00.000+08:002005-03-08T23:29:13.033+08:00

You need to have one tough ass to use this one...ouch!

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Unhappiness at work is when you have to attend a meaningless meeting that achieve nothing but talk and more talk. Especially one that you are not supposed to be in but somehow find yourself there by vitue of someone else needed to be somewhere else. OK, so Boss was not in and I have to sit in for him. Wasn't briefed or appraised fully of what to expect and so came to meeting wearing the dumbest

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Was put through a humbling experience today. I FAILED my IPPT. You know IPPT - Individual Physical Proficiency Test - the one where they put you through stations and stations of physical test like hamsters or gerbils and ends with a 2.4km run? Yah...finally I failed the test. I NEVER fail the test. I never fail the run. I was so confident of it (that I can pass the test) that I didn't really

khairuddinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06037332860487110971noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815401.post-1102694423164092302004-12-10T23:43:00.000+08:002005-01-09T00:19:24.883+08:00

Was in a mental rut, so tried T-shirt designing. Am sure this design will not see living daylights, but if you are interested, message me and I'll give you the .psd files. Drew this in FlashMX and coloured in Photoshop CS. Life Sux T-Shirt

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My take on the iPod thingy. Presenting: iBob.iBob

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My younger son trying to eat the menu. yeah, why wait for the food when you can have the menu?

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33 years ago this day, a girl was born and fortunately or unfortunately for her, maried me 33 years later. Am sure it was Godsend to me, as I am to her. Since she can't take the day off, celebration of her birthday started at 1230hrs, when I picked her up from Lloyd Leas and we went to SPD to pick up her Tiramisu-birthday cake (made by inmates of Selarang Park). Went for a simple lunch at

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First and foremost let me apologise if this entry rub anyone here in any wrong way. And if you are truly going to get bent out of shape disagreeing, please do us both a favour and don't carry on reading - for this rant of mine is about how lesbianism sort of "destroyed" marriages - specifically TWO marriages - of two friends at work. Within this one year two married female friends of mine

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Mikail and Luqman. My Rays of sunshine that punches through even the darkest, gloomiest, cloudiest day.Mikail and Luqman 1Mikail and Luqman 2

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Today the office was hell. John and Eduard both away, so left me and Albert to handle all the incomings. Its like running up the beaches of Normandy with bullets zipping past by and bombs exploding here and there. Bodies and mangled limbs flew by and hot metal shrapnels - OK ENOUGH WITH THE IMAGERY ALREADY!! You get what I mean, it was hectic, the phone kept ringing and things went screwy just

khairuddinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06037332860487110971noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815401.post-1096904334817715812004-10-04T20:31:00.000+08:002004-10-04T23:38:54.820+08:00

If there is a curve to describe zits growth, mine is now riding upward on the upslope. The soliatry zits on my right cheek is now...bigger and juicier. can't really decide on what to do with it so I posted at Blind 8 requesting for some sagely advice on how to get rid of this menace on my face. Hi. Thanks for reading. I need advise on this problem: I have a pimple the size of New Zealand growing

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Have you ever been, or post at Discussion Forum? You know, those forum board where people posts and then others response with their post and a whole shebang of on-line discussion going on? I have a, what you may call, a fav "forum hangouts" that I frequent everyday to post and engage in light banter with other forumers. It was like a community, a virtual "hood", people bond and talk and jive and

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Went to the rooftop to take some fresh air (down below, deep in the bowels of the building where I spend 8 hours everyday is my office, windowless, lifeless, dead) and snapped this pics of a very angry and pregnant cumulonimbus about to burst on Changi Airport control tower. Nice cool, strong steady wind perks me up a little, but the foreboding storm seems totally apt to the dysphoric mood I was

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My abilty to create files and folders far outstrip my abilty to organised them. My 'puter is like someone else's scrapyard. Ditto with my email inbox. Am already getting warning for exceeding the allocated quota of storage space. Can I help it if I am hardworking? Am realising that work is overly dependent on this workstation. Thats not healthy. But it seems that THAT is the only way to stay

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“Above all, do not lose your desire to walk: every day I walk myself into a state of well-being and walk away from every illness; I have walked myself into my best thoughts, and I know of no thought so burdensome that one cannot walk away from it. . .but by sitting still, and the more one sits still, the closer one comes to feeling ill. . . Thus if one just keeps on walking, everything will be

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I have ascended to the pinnacle of apathy (ok, sports-apathy) when the only thing that fills me with excitement about the Olympic is the Athen Olympic Sports Stadium - mainly becos of Santiago Calatrava's genius work of art (architecture). Other than that is like...."Oh...okay". What are the main events that is happening in YOUR life for the past 6 months? Olympics?Singapore Idol?Lee Hsien

khairuddinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06037332860487110971noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815401.post-1093709355741200822004-08-28T00:07:00.000+08:002004-08-29T00:09:15.740+08:00

"I hope to not just laugh, but to laugh uncontrollably. I hope to not just cry, but to wail deeply. I hope to not just find the elusive "alone together" place within, but to hold, and be held in it. I hope my refection on the lake dissipates and I can see into the waters." ~~Mark O'Brien Mark passed away in a car accident earlier this year. Good bye Mark.

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OK Amy wasn't gone...as in gone off into the deep void or join the choir invisible or something of that sort. She needed time for herself and in the process cleared her every digital traces. But she's back! yay!

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Went to one of my fav site and FOUND HER NO MORE! Am feeling sad as daily reading of her blog is now only a fond memory. Where art thou silly girl? where?

khairuddinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06037332860487110971noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815401.post-1091981876175713222004-08-09T00:12:00.000+08:002004-08-09T00:17:56.176+08:00

Had lunch with Lena, Rena and Matthew at Delhi Darbar somewhere in the Indian Ocean that is Serangoon Road. I brought Mikail and Luqman in the car while Lena, Rena and Matthew came straight from Darul Arqam after their classes. The Naan (some kind of Northern Indian bread or prata-looking stuff) was really great. Nice company, nice lunch and the price just right. X'cuse me, brrrp.

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Last night the maid (Siti) informed us (or rather me, since she can't really comms with Lena well) that she saw a ghost. Ghost? How'd u know its a ghost? (do they sort of like wave to you and say, "Hey lookit here me a ghost!!"?). Siti related that while she was downstairs early in the morning (around 5am) a women with long hair and white dress (I have to admit, at this point, that IS a

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Lena kinda excited about this 28th Aug. Mikail's 3rd year. Wowzee....they grow so fast....from a helpless clot of flesh and blood to a jumping, crashing, laughing small human within a few years. Drew this in Flash and colored in Photoshop for the invites. Gonna have it this time at Gymboree...so its gonna be a party (pyjamas) for 3 yrs old only...Mom and Dad optional.

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Heheh this bloggie is currently ranked No. 24 if you do a Yahoo Search for "Braless Teenagers". And no, I did not have the time or interest in using the search engine for that purpose, it recorded in the bStat (the script that Blogger run to collect visitors URL and referrers - phew! me got an alibi).

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Yes, THAT is what I want to be. Director Of Shiny Objects. Wowz. Coolessness~ Oh yes, have not been "inputting" much to this blog (sorry blog). Kinda not know what to write when there are just too many things on my mind right now. For those who ever read this blog, its okie ~ you are not missing anything much. I'm still here.

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Some questions pop into my head as i watch this rather exciting (in the eye-candy kind of way) but quite predictable movie: 1. Why is Hugh Jackman always playing the lead role of a hero-without-memory-of-the-past? (remember Wolverine?) 2. And why is his lost past / memory is always connected to his main nemesis (the villian)? 3. Why must everybody (from human to vampire to werewolves) exit a

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Watching Hellboy was like watching a videowall of multiple movies. Every scene reminds me of other movies (to the irritation of Eduard who have to listen to my comments everytime this happened). The first few minutes reminds me of Batman, as the scene was Gotham-like, then when Hellboy & Co. were called to flush out a supernatural creature from a museum, Ghostbuster came to mind. The ensuing

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Completed and uploaded a sort of on-line photo gallery for the family -> M.I.L.L.K This is just an initial design, and am not really satisfied with the overall "feel". Hmmm.

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Finally managed to see this. At $20 per adult person, the exhibition is worth the tix mainly on account of the Middle Earth's costume/armour and war paraphernalias exhibit. Cool. Gondorian, Orcs, Harrads,and Elvish war gears. Bits and pieces of Middle Eart trivias, like Orcs are actually captured Elves cross-bred by Sauron and Uruk-hai are the next generation of cross-breedings makes me want to

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Put up Xgraphika, my first on-line portfolio site (web-studio, I am calling it, for wanting of a more professional "air' to it). Not really complete and much still need to be done. For a start, i could do with a copyright & privacy notice somewhere over the first page, yah? The banner that I am using at Knapsack Forum & Ohgenki (my fav forum haunts): Do drop by and tell how you think, I mean,

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Hehe...its now exactly one month after the birth of my second son, Luqman Ilham. This is his pic which I had meant to post some time back but I never did get to do it... Celebrated his 1st month WITHOUT the traditional 02 red eggs and chinese-ey kueh (dunno whats the name) at Captains' Quay. Today also was the first day of the "Big Migration Project" which occupied my entire Sunday morning, so

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Today wifey gave birth to a healthy 3.2kg baby boy at SGH. How do you say thank you to a gift of life? I am at a loss for words. I shall name him Luqman. Luqman the Leap Year baby. Will post some pics of him soon.

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Am facing the Mountain of Too Much again. Am not sure how, or when the accumulated piles of rocks turn into a mountain, overwhelming me with its sheer height and bearing me down with its weight. Am beginning to feel the numbing effect of too much to do, too little time to do it. Perhaps I am picking up, unnecessarily, the pace of things that is picking up around me. Everyone is shuffling around

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Wish I had this (see below) earlier so that I can send it to somebody I know for Valentine (mainly to celebrate the ambivalent feeling I have for this so-called "lovers' day"). You know who you are. hehe...Adam Green's works joined my list of fav toons.

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The Tragedy Of Collin Powell reduces my one-time hero to a *ohmegawd* spineless soldier. Had always thought of the man to be of better constituents than all the other Orcs that fill up Bush's troop. Had always regarded the rugged, opinionated and at times humorous fighter as the balancing factor in the Bush's camp of war-mongering trolls. Alas he too, melted under the strain of political pawn

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Email from Kevin (at work) If we go for option 1, can we at least ensure that the cables are managed neatly so that it will not be an eyesore? My Reply:I am not so sure about the cable thingy, but for the eyesore you can use EyeMo. Kevin's Reply: You are not taking this seriously My Re-Reply:I never really did. Am not very diplomatic of late, especially to people who like to butt in where

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In comparison, Chinese New Year is not as hectic as Hari Raya for me (though money-wise output is always > than input, if you know what I mean). First Day CNY went to Grandma-in-law house (sort of the HQ where all other 'younger' relatives come for visit) wearing short-sleeve red shirt and looking like one compact ang-pow. Miki wore his new Polo-T and a new Nike shoe while Lena her white

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me: Caught the movie yesterday. Fantastic. fren: Wow, LOTR is like so yesterday. Hahahaha! and you are like way behind time. .....so whats it all about? me: whats it all about? YOU have not seen it. fren: nope. me: Its about 4 vertically-challenged men running around bare-footed all over New Zealand trying to find a live volcano to get rid of a ring. Of cos, they were assisted by a

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HAHAHA, excuse me but I really need to laugh this one out. HAHAHAHA *tears welling up* and I can't stop laughing. But inside, I am actually crying. Really. Today, part of the roof at The Dungeon (thats my new office) COLLAPSED! With it flowed gallons of water, flooding my spanking new office. But the worse is yet to be. At the Server Room (you know where they have racks and racks of 'puter

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My new office is underground. Yes folks, underground. They call it basement, I call it The Dungeon. Four walls and a door. The only window is the Windows XP on my 'puter. My three minions assistants also moved in and somehow the office is like always busy. John, Eduard & Albert - my three loyal musketeers. Good, hardworking folks they are. John the fatherly (churchy) man who is no where near

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Zoo trip on a weekend. Mr.Turtle looking out from his enclosure looking at the stream of people passing by, wondering, "This is exciting?". Me can't help but wonder what went through his (the turtle) mind. Wait, its a "her". Think so. Miki enjoyed watching animals but somehow exposing him to animals behind cages seems NOT to be a good idea. Do not want him to grow up thinking that THAT is their

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Tell me, what form does it acquire that which shape our fears that which coils and slithers through our darkest and loneliest hourS would they be a warg or shelobs or the fell wraiths whose curse it has been to stalk our nightly terror Or could they not be that which corresponds to the moulds of our pride our virtues, our hope our prettied treasures perceived, bestowed or

khairuddinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06037332860487110971noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815401.post-1072888877068383602004-01-01T00:41:00.000+08:002004-01-01T00:42:22.983+08:00

Happy New Year, you all 2003 has been a very eventful year. For me as a person, a husband and a father. 2003 stretched and tested my emotional fortitude to the limit, to an almost breaking point. 2003 has been full of shit, some of which is my own undoing, some of which given by others. Looking back at resolutions made and not fulfilled, am finally realising that self needs a firm kick in the

khairuddinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06037332860487110971noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815401.post-1071333867997391692003-12-14T00:44:00.000+08:002003-12-14T00:47:54.716+08:00

It has been a while since I have written anything here. This is because I am totally swamped with work and other "life" commitments. The last few weeks were hectic as hell and my night, restless. I longed for a simpler life. I longed for rest. Have this need to put into writing all the events of the past few months mainly because I feel that the dizzying speed time is passing me by will

khairuddinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06037332860487110971noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815401.post-1067096913308450152003-10-25T23:48:00.000+08:002003-11-30T22:19:01.513+08:00

Girl : Mom, meet David, we are getting married Mom: Oh... Girl : David is sooo nice he even gonna leave his pregnant wife and kids to marry me! Mom: Wow...so nice of him (turning to David), Are you going to leave my daughter too in the future for a newer girl? David: Of cos ma'am, who wanna git stuck with some preggo lady yah? Mom: Ooooh and he is SO HONEST TOO! Have a sit David, I'll get

khairuddinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06037332860487110971noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815401.post-1066742794551522852003-10-21T21:26:00.000+08:002003-10-21T21:28:31.200+08:00

am thoroughly confused. am experiencing this out-of-body sensation watching self repeating stupid mistakes over and over again. its like a pattern, a programming that goes into infinite loop. really hate it when self got into a freaking familiar situation and still response and react the exact same way, obviously getting the same exact result. and to think that life is a lesson that can be

khairuddinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06037332860487110971noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815401.post-1066660646376044982003-10-20T22:37:00.000+08:002003-10-20T22:37:26.020+08:00

clueless friend: Waddahell is Bovination? me: beats me. clueless friend: You mean your blog have a title that is meaningless? me: it is not meaningless...it is just...lacking meaning. clueless friend: Got sumthin to do with Cows, isn't it? me: hey, you are getting somewhere there.... Truth be told, I really don't have a clue what Bovination means. Cows, Bovine, nation of cows...lemme think of

khairuddinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06037332860487110971noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815401.post-1066660095938712432003-10-20T22:28:00.000+08:002003-10-20T22:28:16.620+08:00

My stomach is flat, tough and exhibit a well-toned six packs muscle. That was the target. Currently my stomach, or that middle part of my body is still a one-hill landscape that one sees when viewing Mount Everest from afar. Am convinced that Stomach Flattening Program needs to go into version2. Anyway, the fasting month is coming, and am looking forward to a period of forced starvation to

khairuddinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06037332860487110971noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815401.post-1064842526694612172003-09-29T21:35:00.000+08:002003-09-29T21:36:50.163+08:00

Am thoroughly amused (after the irritation, that is) by the fact that majority of my emails (for the past few weeks) has been those that exhort me to relook & (re-measure?) the size of that male appendage that I have between my legs. "She won't complain about your size and she'll never stray from your bed." "Click here to gain 3 inches" "Our formula is all natural..." and the cream of the

khairuddinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06037332860487110971noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815401.post-1064330959393446922003-09-23T23:29:00.000+08:002003-09-23T23:29:19.140+08:00

Aaargh! sumthin's wrong with Blogger again! see the right panel? truncated & the banner is gone too...all these because the template somehow got cut-off...grrrrr! Oh God give me strength....

khairuddinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06037332860487110971noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815401.post-1063549748678180622003-09-14T22:29:00.000+08:002003-09-14T22:35:42.673+08:00

Am reviewing life-plan for the next 10 years while listening to Evanescence's Bring Me To Life mp3 (Kevin Roen mix). Note to self: nice song to drive with (thinking of Great Ocean Road, Down Under) ...how can you see into my eyes like open doors leading you down into my core where I’ve become so numb without a soul my spirit sleeping somewhere cold until you find it there and lead it back home.

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