|Birthday:||May 22nd |
|Location:||Malaysia, Shah Alam|
|Height:||5' 9" (175 cm)|
|Hair Style:||Ever Changing|
|Skin Tone:||Medium Brown|
|Relationship Status:||Single - Never Married|
|Sexual Preference:||Straight acting Gay|
|Astrological Sign:||Gemini (May 21 - June 21)|
|Existing as:||Angel- two wings|
|Liquor:||Non-alcoholic beverages only|
|Your Home:||Live with pets|
|Biography/About:||i am eternally childish - both intellectually and emotionally, i simply refuses to grow up, and will often mooch off of someone until old age. my only true passion is pointless chatter, which i have mastered to perfection. i can talk for hours without ever getting to the point. i read little, but has an opinion on every issue - even though i will change it about a dozen times a week. i can't stand stress - neither physical nor mental. eventhough i love to entertain guests, at best, i will have nothing more to offer than soda and chips. usually though, it's just my endless and pointless ramblings. talk about ups and downs! i will be a veritable thermometer of mercurial rise and fall. air has the unfortunate tendency to rust unprotected metal. since i am two-sided anyway, the alliance of the explosive rooster with my sign might produce complexities of personality. what some might call sensitivity, in this subject could also be interpreted as weakness of will and instability of character. i could aspire to a career as an actor. theatrics will give me an outlet for my eccentric emotions. it is not uncommon for a me to become an actor or at least a "writer" (read: blogger). i will gain much from working with others though somehow i would rather be in hiatus.
i can come off as arrogant and stuck up at times. i need a cushion for that overextended ego and someone to make sure it stays inflated. i can be reasonable people who seem to analyze every decision i make and every situation i find myself in. i can be standoffish at times and can let my aggression get in the way of a blossoming friendship or romance. maybe i should take a breather from my egos long enough to really enjoy what they have to offer (read: hiatus). i just wish that i can quit my job and live off a simple life on a quiet island and get a simple job (read: jetski operator).
|Likes:||Waking Up & Smelling the Coffee|
|Dislikes:||Stuck Up Personas|
|Interests:||Shah Alam Pre 2005, Klang Valley's potholes, Los Galacticos, TT sessions, MCKK9498, Futsal, Levi Strauss, Adidas, Double Cheeseburger, Caramel Macchiato, Rhumba Frappucino Marlboro Lights|
|People/Heroes:||Anwar Ibrahim, Space Cop Gaban, Brad Pitt|
|Books:||The Millionaire Mind, The Wealthy Barber, The Windblown World: The Journals Of Jack Kerouac 1947-1954, Millionaires Are From Different Planet|
|Authors:||Robert Ludlum, Azizi Ali, Thomas J. Stanley|
|Music Genres:||Trance, R&B, Post-Rock|
|TV Shows:||CSI (all!), Reality TV's|
|Movies:||The Long Good Friday, Get Carter, Lock Stock & Two Smoking Barrels, Sexy Beast, Layer Cake, Snatch, The 51st State|
|Games:||Warcraft III, Need for Speed - Underground|
|Sports:||Hockey, Soccer, Futsal|
|Colors:||Orange, Blue, Black|
|Cars/Motorcyles:||Proton Iswara 1.3s (I have), Kia Spectra 1.6 full bodykit (I wish)|
|Season:||Summer - of course!|
|Food:||Nasi Ayam Hainan, Laksa Assam|
|Drink:||Iced Lemon Tea, Anything Coffee Related|
|Quotes:||"To err is human..."|
|Position:||Wing Back Power Forward?|
the face is ammer, his long time buddy who studied together with him. alongside ammer is his lovely wife fina whom he marries when they were studying. he has known ammer since they were in secondary school where they spent their adolescent years in compounded area full of tortures and narcissism. they love themselves so much but they are not gays.
he stands up to let fina sits, being a gentleman as always but fina do need a seat since she is 5 months pregnant - ammer and fina's first child. the feeling of being an uncle really excites him. never before someone he knows get pregnant, he is...
he pushes the button on his handphone to make the alarm snooze. it is like his tenth time pushing the snooze button. he should wake up by now. he has a big day today, a big day that may change his life forever - so to speak.
finally he wakes up. he opens his eyes, rubbing it gently to clear his sight. he reaches for his glasses, the oakley o-wire that costs a fortune. his squinty eyes look bigger in that, the main reason why he chose the frame. his mauled up towel is still on the floor, proof of his hectic lifestyle where he reaches home late at nights, take his bath and doze off. he picks...
that day the sun shines brightly into his eyes, shimmering with hopes of joy. his enthusiasm is to the fullest. he believes that nothing will stop him along his path. he ponder back to what he has done and what he will do. life is blissful...
reborn of a lost legacy?