Nothing Important Really Matters

"It has long been an axiom of mine that the little things are infinitely the most important."

- Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

Time Has Tided Me Over

It's been a long time living on the earth for me already. Without a doubt, getting stuck here in Ipoh for A-Levels has been the right pathway for me before I head out into the even more diverse universe of tertiary education.

To be honest, I was a truly terrible student in my Secondary days. I'm not the kind who claims I barely study and then gets straight A's, because 'barely study' is an exaggeration, and I don't have no straight A's! Nowadays, I'm surrounded with a small bunch of studious peers who imbue me with a very good kind of peer pressure.

Oh, also. I've learned most of the Ipoh roads already. Bar Menglembu, Chemor, and Ulu Kinta (and such), I'm pretty much able to not get lost in my city. Quite a good thing.

Moving on.

I'm really grateful that I have my future set out for me. Uni isn't going to be a hassle, accomodations have dropped from the sky (or something like that) and I've already built up an idea of my Uni life activities. Exercise is gonna be really convenient - food 

It's not for me to publish my plans out here (you can always enquire on FB or here if you actually know me). But I'll tell you this, that I'm happy with it.

Flemington

Just came back from my church camp in Flemington Hotel, Taiping. It's a cosy place that my church has been to before. I definitely have some things to learn about vision, where I want my life to be. I've never really planned much out before - that is something I should change..

Anyway, I'll be working on a list of bands/artists that, if they come to Malaysia, are to die for. At least for me. I'm sure I'll be awestruck by the list :)

A Soliloquy

It's amazing. How I've been enjoying the most part of eighteen-odd years and months alive on this planet Earth. All the time I've spent, all the dreams that were never meant to be make me who I am today.

It's amazing. How I've been given so much, that I may give freely unto those I know. That I've been cultured with morals and beliefs in a very unorthodox way, Granting me the strength to live life without any regrets.

It's simply amazing. How I've been to more than enough places to be proud of my life to myself, holding many achievements in my heart. It's been a long journey through life, and I intend to make the most of what I have still.

Still, I have my kryptonites and fights (mentally executed, philosophically orientated). I am still human. I still am.

I'll end this with a very thought-provoking note I pilfered from this really good blog.

“When you hate someone, take a piece of paper and draw a line down in the middle. 

On the left, list down all the reasons you hate them and why they should not be forgiven. On the right, list down all their good values and why they are worthy of your forgiveness. Now, tear the piece of paper down in the middle throw away the one on the left. Now, should they be forgiven?”

A Soliloquy - An act of speaking one's thoughts aloud when by oneself or regardless of any hearers, 

Do You Remember?

Do you remember the day? In your childhood friend's house, playing with toy soldiers.

Do you still remember the day? On the bicycle, when you learned how to cycle by yourself without support.

Can you remember the day? At the nanny's, watching movies with your sister to pass the evening.

Will you remember the day? Hanging with your uncle's Schnauzers and Dalmatian.

Won't you remember the day? Playing with your cousins in the field.

Yes Abel, you better not forget your childhood. You were once a child. Always be.

Like it's the End of the World

Just in case you didn't notice, Verbal Purple is on a 2012 break.

If the world doesn't end tomorrow, I might just update on the day after... or maybe not.

Stay tuned, I do have some content lined up waiting for release. Do keep in touch on Facebook or Twitter (check the sidebar!). Have a nice day!

How to Park #101

After a friend's birthday party one fine Saturday night, a group of us decided to head out for bubble tea. We went to the recently-opened Chatime in Greentown (it's opposite MP, behind DiGi Centre if you didn't know!).

The catch was, the place was full to the brim. And it was already past 10.00pm ! Talk about popular. I chose pearl milk tea and got my friend to order it for me (line was long too).

When I sipped the drink, it was sour. Turns out the variant I ordered was sold out, and the staff recommended this Sour Plum tea. Which my friends conveniently forgot to tell me. Oh, great.

Me, Ivan and Saw headed out to the Dataran food area nearby for supper with some dudes. After that, me and Ivan saw this crazy scenario. A guy parked about 3 inches away from another car. IT'S SIMPLY RIDICULOUS and I immediately decided to take pictures.

Ivan with his shiny white fedora!

Like dude are you serious?

Oh well. It was hilarious while it lasted

Me and Ivan had a good laugh. And oh well, we headed back home! (Hey if you ever spot the same car, do give him a holler on my behalf! And a tremendously cynical snicker while cracking a joke about his amazing parking skills)