Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Dental

Took off as early as possible. Send wifey off to work. by the time we reached the dental centre in Sg Akar, it was only 7 bloody a.m. and hardly anyone was there. Had there been a prize for early birds, we could have won it easily.

The juniors are getting their teeth either pulled out or glued, if that's the word they use in dentistry. Couldn't care less. Anyways, Fyfee braved the needle shot with shedding a few tears. I can see in her eyes she was as scared as hell. Nearly jumped out of the super-futuristic-starwars-battleship seat until I comforted her with a few lines of encouragement. Boot-camp style. Didn't know if it really worked but she took the jab with teary but brave eyes. Plus, the nurse was absolutely gentle with her with some classic dental punch lines which I suppose did the trick. I suppose with years of experience and nursing kids of different characters, she really know how to pull it off with little effort. Two protruding worn out useless milk teeth are in the way to disrupt the healthy growing teeth on the upper and lower front jaw. It took less than 5 minutes for the whole procedures to complete and Fyfee was walking out with wide smile on her face despite the fresh bleed on the jaw as a result. But she was happy

We had to wait for another 15 grueling minutes before Azif's turn came on. Fortunately the same nurse attended her again with TLC. He seemed shaky sitting on the chair. His short pants were not helping as his legs were totally bared to the cold draft of the air cooling unit. Nonetheless, his case was completely different as far as the dental visit is concerned. At the age of 8, he fell down face first chipping off a chunk of one of his incisors. Now, he's 15. Damage control time. We need to get his tooth look as per normal without the chipped slice. He was referred to the dentist after the nurse diagnosed him thoroughly. Another 5 minutes wait in the stifling waiting area. The dentist (a lady) was kind to him. I think because she was trained to do so. The whole procedure was immaculately painless as if Azif was taking a pony ride on the disneyland train express. I didn't dare to ask during the whole procedure. She calmly applied some kind of gluey substance, some kinda cement, grinding and chipping work. In a flash, the job was all done nicely. It took another hour before my son realize his tooth look diff. We walked out saying thanks to the dentist. She replied with a nod reminding me to come back for a review next week. I hope Azif will be ok with that.

Both the juniors smiled and nodded with gratitude. I am very pleased. Let see if the same confidence level pops up again on the next visit.

Friday, November 27, 2009

Holiday mode

Finally. Get to rest, reflect and well... laze about. Simply do nothing. Probably scribble few stuff on my long due projects which is not healthy during holz. Lets see what pans out. the outstandings are:
a. Feasibility study (FP)
b. 2010 Forecast
c. 50th Bomba Anniversary various AJKs roles
d. PRO
e. Fire drills
f. Gas Plant-ex
g. SAR-ex
h. Training wing
i. CEPP
j. Re-shuffling plan
k. Trg Reports? 5 of them! I Think. Arrrgghhhhh
l. misc

I mean how the hell to finish all those? Even superman will die of heart attack on this. Nonetheless, it's holz. Family time. Dish issues behind and enjoy the rest. YESSSS

Thursday, November 26, 2009

Threshold of pain

Strenuous physical exercise can be really draining. Especially when one starts to push to maximum limit the body can endure. Jog the extra miles, lift extra kilos on the dumbbells, repetitive reps on your gym routines to a point when pain is unbearable. And yet there's the extra ounce of determination that you keep on raising the bar to insane physical ceiling the body can sustain. Heard over KFM the other day about keeping a healthy life style by regularly jog your fats off. Not the slow and steady pace type of jog but the one that will lead you to become potential marathon runner candidate kind of run. Run as if it means a t-rex is on your tail, run crazily fast as if some ugly fat chix is stalking you and about to rape you. The guy on the radio also said, hum and whistle or even sing while running. Jenny interrupted kiddingly by saying, 'yes, until the tune to pitbull I know you want me has gone wobbly off'. An indication that your lungs is air-deprived and your brain probably has uneven supply of oxygen that you begin to hallucinate chasing Eliza Dushku on the Bali Beach under the hot sun.

The point here is, if you are serious about getting physically fit and madly attempting to shave-off the excessive fatty chunks under your skin, well my friends, push yourself harder, further and stronger. Go beyond the norm / routines. Do it as if your life depends on it. Of course to have a better advice on the types of physical activities to trim your BOD nicely, google it. There are tonnes of them on the web. If your friends say to you, six-pax is simply achievable by doing set-ups. WRONG! You are ill advised.

You do not have to wait for people like me to tell you push yourself. God equips you with the will and the heart to persevere difficulties and sufferings including physical pain. Why do you think some people can run faster than others? Besides his training and probably steriods, he may have redefined his 'threshold of pain'. Up his game by a notch over his competitors that he may look ballistically bullet fast whilst little that we know he's also gasping for air madly (if he's a world marathon runner that is).

I suppose this applies to everything we do. We want to be different and significantly standing out amongst the best, start asking ourselves how much can we commit to push beyond the boundary of endurance. What's our threshold of pain?

Friday, July 3, 2009

the irreplaceable one!

The world mourns to the death of a truly great aspiring STAR! Michael Jackson proved to everybody a poor kid from a small town can also conquer the world with his vocal talent. never mind his ups and downs, look at what he has achieved. I don't have the stats but perhaps he has ventured to places where others can only dream of. The moon walk is a trademark. I was simply awe-strucked like ghost-freeze when he did the moon walk on Billie Jean. Some remember him for his deeds to charity, children, gifted music brilliance, acquired wealth, etc. A small number will not be as passionate as others after the failed allegation attempt on him. Scooping off or skimming off his wealth or whatever is the motive, they all failed (well, technically speaking) coz he's never charged for it.

Don't want to dwell much on the loss coz dun noe wer 2 begin with. Simply put, i grew up with his songs. Like many youngsters of my age then, we were simply addicted to his music since THRILLER. His dance acts and on-stage gimmicks are just extraordinary. Song-wise, yeah they are cool too.

His death is such a big hype and millions become overnight fanatics. This is the prob when one is so bloody famous and rich. Always under the spot light. He farts in public? That's gotta go into tabloid headlines. The opposite to ordinary people like us. We gone penniless? Who gives a fuc*? We drive a big expensive car? People question us of source of income. Famous people use public transport, the media will have a field day because his type is not suppose to be poor. The package comes with the territory.

Will there be other MJ? who will replace him? Same question applies to John Lenon or Elvis. Not that the nature of death resembles Jacko but such gigantic icons are irreplaceable. Wanna-bes & impersonators are aplenty but never a clone. Or may be some some whacko scientist somewhere have secured and patented MJ's DNA for clonning. Possible. But then again what's the point of having clones. MJ will never age or die coz there's always new ones. WTF! That's lame. No new acts. Imagine MJ moonwalks all the way! Boringggg!

Hey! what the hell.... got nothing better to say. So dumb! (sigh)

Transformer rocks!

Optimus Prime! Autobots! Bumblebee.... most importantly Megan Fox. Man! Rise of the Fallen is just simply awesome. The CG might be excessively overdone but it's all mind-blowing stuff. Again, like many other hollywood movies, hero and gf never die. NEVER! They may be bruises and scratches and scars all over but never DEAD which is almost a cliche in all hollywood shits. Jump from unbelievable heights and sometimes fall down flat on the back, poked in the eyes, syringe stabbed into throat, shot at with high density explosives REPEATEDLY, fighting scenes involving flesh and blood vs metal. and guess what? main cast never die. NEVER!

But what the hack! love the movie. Plus, with Megan Fox's never-faded-glossy-lips and truly well curved physique (body lah) of hers, who in the right mind (the male species) would be mad enough to be so ignorant of the fact that she is so irresistible..... Transformers 'Rise of the Fallen' is out of this world crazy good. i'll give it 10/10 rating!

Hats off to Michael Bay. You've done it again pal! kewl!

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

sigh... finally get to rest my mind off from the office. life has been very fast that i never thought of getting to rest will ever be possible with the kind of workloads given. BUt atlas...it has come. ANNUAL LEAVE!,,..... yesssssss!. thank you god!