My New Idol

He is my new idol now.

Not from superstar competition (he is a superstar now :P), not from Malaysion Idol (anyway, he is an idol now), not from one in a million (unfortunately, he don't have 1 million yet, but he might have soon :).)

This is his blog.

http://namewee.blogspot.com/

Llet’s see what he can do.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5x0grVUx-Vc

Poor is the word!

“Poor” is a special word to me. I grew up in a poor family (may be cannot consider poor, just not rich), I have seen the ugly as well as the beautiful face of the world; I learned a lot because of this situation. I should say, I am who I am because I was in this situation before. In some sense, I feel proud that I was poor before. At least, I have some special experience that not everyone has. Emm… may be I should share some of it.

During my form 6 times, I went back to school every Friday afternoon after my tuition. Not to study, I went there to collect aluminum cans. Not only collect those on the floor, I actually open up the dustbin and look for cans inside. I have to do it quietly or else if anyone see me and complain about me, I cannot collect cans in school anymore. So, I have to play hide and seek with some curious students when they heard the voices too.

I still did so even after I went into university. I even did it together with my boy friend, Francis. Ya, I just knew him during first semester and he is willing to collect the cans. Sometimes he is even more “passionate” then me! This is one of the reason why I choose him as my boyfriend and may be life partner, because I know he love me for I am who I am. Pity my boyfriend actually; we spend the first 3 years of our Valentine Days on a van, by delivering bouquet here and there. Valentine days is our working days and it is our best time to earn money. I worked in a florist before, every Valentine days, I accept orders from friends to get commission, help the florist to send bouquet to customer and sometimes work in the florist itself.

I worked during every holiday that I have during my study time. Among these working experiences, the best was to be the sales person in a company selling health product like massage chair. I was there for only 3 months. I went in mid of March, by end of March; I was top 3 sales representatives among all the franchise in Malaysia. Following 3 months, my name never dropped from the list. The special of this experience is, my boyfriend was also one of the top three top sales representatives in Malaysia during that time. Both of our names were so famous because we are the only couple who can hit the sales target continuously 3 months.

When I left to further my study, they even ask me to stop my study so that I can continue to work for them. No one break this record until now. “Poor” is the word for all these to happen. Without this word, may be I can enjoy my life in better way, but I never regret. I was born to be in this situation, I cannot do anything to avoid it but I can change it with my own hand. That is why I am here today, being a tough lady (not super women, only tougher then other girls), being defensive (not too good, but I have to, because I have to protect myself before I can protect my family), being family lover (I will not leave my family behind, no matter what).

Poor is the word!

Stupid People do Stupid Things!!

Sometimes I really don’t understand some lorry drivers. They are driving huge vehicles everyday; they should understand the vehicles better then anyone else. I hate them more after the all the inconvenience caused by the stupid lorry driver yesterday evening.

Yesterday, a stupid driver drove a 12 wheels lorry using Paya Terubong hill road (one of the most dangerous hill road in Penang). The stupid driver managed to go about 2km and stuck at one of the “famous” corner where most of the cars can only go on by using first gear. The lorry can’t move at all and stop right in the middle of the corner, hence, the driver successfully create the longest traffic jam for about 2 hours.

I almost get out of my car and kill him when I realize that I stuck there just because the stupid decision the stupid driver made. I really do not understand what is in his brain. This is a 12 wheels lorry (do you know how big is a 12 wheels lorry?) and the road is the most dangerous hill road. He really thinks that he is a car racer and his car can fly.

World become worst because these stupid drivers.

Man that attract me

A man looks great when he is singing on the stage with a guitar but not those who want to tackle girls with that. A man looks great if he is singing and playing guitar sincerely on the stage.

Just imagine, on a stage, a man sitting on a tall chair, holding a classical guitar, with a microphone in front of him, carefully he start his first song. Suddenly, the world is just you and the singer, with the song he sing. You feel how sincere he is when he sing the song, you know what he feel when he sing the song , no matter what is other people below the stage doing, he is just singing.

I cannot deny that I am always attract to this kind of man, do not worry, is not those super fans or crazy lady who will disturb the singer. I just like to be the one who sit aside near to the stage and listen to what the he want to sing, what he want to tell, feel the song, feel how he can touch me with the song. Believe me, the singer can feel your concentration, the singer will know that you are listening and he will sing better.

I am not talking about famous singer, some of the famous singer like Emil Chao can do it but not those singing with electrical guitar. You can visit to some bistro, they will have some singer singing every night, those singers might not be famous but they want to be someone who loves to sing and hope that singing can help them to earn their living.

I am sure that you will like the feeling.