Sunday, September 30, 2007

111 to 80

The count has drastically dropped, all of a sudden.
The speed limit is lower, but time, it moves faster.
Reality vs. subjectivity.
Who's to say?

Realization setting in

Just when I thought
Perfect, I've found
I was wrong
Now, I'm bound
Tight this bind will be
If I don't set myself free
Free, I long to be...

First ever!

I've been working for almost a year. To be exact, 9 days shy of a year. I have good news! After all these time, I managed to close my first sale ever. First major sale that is. I've sold a few small items, but that's about it.

It's not my doing. Not my eloquence or closing technique. It's not me. I give credit to God for making it happen. If it was me, it would never have been this quick.

I had initially taken leave on Friday, but on Wednesday, a call came in asking that I be present for a meeting in Melaka with the Dental Head of Department (HOD). I was told to prepare a presentation and all that jazz. The doctor said it was good news because they have the budget and will be buying a system from me. At the back of my mind, I was thinking that they always say that, and the time for the sale transaction will take another few months of processing. That's how it usually is.

Come Friday, I find myself leaving for Melaka at 6am. 8.30am, I am in the office with the HOD and my doctor. First, he asked for me to tell him about my systems. 30 seconds into my talk, he asked me for the best system I had, that my doctor wanted. So, I showed him. Before I could say anything, he immediately asked for the best price. I told him that this was already the best price. He asked for me to renegotiate with my manager and to take as long as I needed.

I find myself in the corridor for the next half hour just discussing with my manager. And after settling for a compromise, I walk into the room. They were looking at me with anticipation. the HOD was hoping the price would be good so that he could purchase the system for my doctor. My doctor on the other hand was also hoping that the price would fit into the budget, cause, she really wanted that system. When I told them the price, they immediately agreed. It was enough for their budget.

With a handshake, the deal was done. Come Monday, I have lots of paperwork to do, but it's the good kind of paperwork: the confirmation that they have purchased my system.

By 10.00am, I was on my way to Genting for a training. During that drive, it suddenly dawned on me that I actually have at last, closed my first sale! It took a while for it to sink in. While I was heading down to Melaka, I didn't expect the sale to happen today. But by God's grace, it did. And without much of a hassle. After almost 9 months of follow-up...it finally happened. All glory be to God!

Thank you for praying together with me.

Thursday, September 27, 2007

* a toast to all things in common *

This title has been changed for the umphteenth time because I can't seem to settle for the last few words: all things common, all things in common, all common things....yada yada.

But this is no doubt a toast!
To the smashing month that has passed, past, pass...mien! My English is badd!
To the chill-outs, the in-car music, the out-car music, the music, the drives back and forth, the drives to anywhere, the dinners & suppers, the chats, the smses & mmses, the road-trip & 'road trip', the space-trips, the morning-time & lunch-time shoutouts, the shoppings, the food, the movies, the stupid stuffs, the fireworks, the tension, the 'cracks'-me-ups, the Roscoe's and Cpt. Buckley's, the you-win, i-give up's, the banana throws, the ipods, dopods & what-nots, the chocolate cakes, moon cakes & space-cakes (i wish), the emo, the green-awesome-stuff-that-taste-great-but-stinks-afterwards, the pinks, the stripes, the attic, the kids and anaphylactic shocks, the babas and nyonyas, the perskindol, the failed attempt of an hourglass, the counting marbles, the gigs, the laughter, the monday blues and the chasing of it, the illegal U-ey, the bad colligs, the jams, the silence, the apartment, the 'magic' fountain, the furry couch, the allergy, the loft, the pavilion, the getting lost, the alter-ego, the color blind, the thinkalikes, the another life, the lyrics, the hot, hawt & HOT, the shorts, the retro, the supposed meet-ups on rooftops, the calories, and the many more.

to all things in common


Tuesday, September 25, 2007

A prayer

The last time I did this my way, I messed it up so bad, that even my mama couldn't recognize me! Even my papa, family and friends couldn't recognize me too!
It's coming my way again. And I could probably do it my way, again, and get into that 'unrecognizable' phase again. Or...I could do it Your way, and see how it goes.

I guess it boils down to how much I trust You. And how much I'm willing to wait on You.

I've got something good going on here. And it's nice the way it is. Please don't let me make a mess of it again.

*messy messy messy*

Sunday, September 23, 2007


As I type this, the clock is ticking.
Time is running out.

So much to do, so little time left.
So near, yet so far.
The irony of it all.
Alanis' Ironic song comes to mind.

This number is significant.
As it gets smaller...
The countdown begins.

Thursday, September 20, 2007

Tribute to 'Big Shit'

Last night, I found that my pet of 2 years died. He didn't just die. When I found him, I estimate that he has been dead for a week already. His shell was soft, that when I picked him up, it caved in. His limbs were limp and the worst were his eyes....what used to be eyes was just an empty, watery socket...

So it's better to remember him in his glory days instead of what was left of him. About the same time I bought him, he came down with the flu, which the vet said was some virus which can cause his innards to be eaten up. I guess the germs finally got him..

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The big guy is called 'Little Shit' while the tiny guy is called 'Big Shit'.

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Sigh...2 years, and you died a miserable death. It's ok. I'll buy one more of you from the pet store, before they ban the import of your other brothers from Sri Lanka.

Testing times

I think that this is a test. To see if I really am trusting, if I have already learned from my mistakes.
Everything was going well, and is still well, but I can't shake this premonition, if I can call it that.
I've recovered, and it's time I change the title of this blog. I am still in the midst of thinking a new name up. Can't find a proper one to fit the occasion.
But, just when I think I am all well, I get this feeling I might fall into it again, if I am not careful. *shudders*

I need to trust. I need a little faith to believe that it will all be ok. If I believe that God is God, then I have to believe that He is Good. And that He has the best in store for me.

A little faith....goes a long way....

3 days and 1000km away

I just got back from my East-Coast trip. Nope, not a holiday. It's purely work-related. I had to cover the hospitals in those areas.

I was supposed to have the whole week to cover, Kota Bharu, Kuala Terengganu, Kemaman and Kuantan. Some things came up last minute that forced me to forgo my Pahang trip. And from 5 days, it was cut down to 3 days.

The madness went like this:
Monday - 7 hours drive from KL to Kota Bharu. Arrived at 5pm.
Tuesday - Covered HKB and HUSM till 4.30pm. Drove 3 hours to Kuala Terengganu.
Wednesday - Covered HKT till 12pm. Drove 2 hours to Kemaman. Covered Kemaman till 4.00. Drove back 4 hours to KL.

Now, I'm back here. Feels good to be home and seeing familiar faces again.


Thank you for being my travel buddy. And for giving me a travel buddy. Made the trip a whole lot more experiential and enjoyable. Amidst the unfamiliar settings, it's good to see familiar faces. Roscoe will be a long time buddy. I tried looking up a souvenir for you, but all the rest didn't cut it.

Thank God for MMS! Experiencing the power of pictures in a message.


God is Good! If you believe that God is God, then you also have to believe that God is Good!


Work is the usual again tomorrow. Though it was only 3 days, but it felt like ages.


Big Shit died:( I don't know when he died, but when I found him, he was all soft and squishy. The last time I checked on him, which was last week, he was still all right and moving. When I picked him up today, I freaked out when I felt his shell move in and his limbs were all twisted. The gross-est thing was, looking at his face and seeing his eye sockets completely empty. He must have died a week back....*sigh*


I only need bout 5-6 hours sleep. For both nights outstation, I slept at 11ish, but woke up 4ish. Then I had to force myself to sleep again.

Monday, September 17, 2007

East from where you are

In a few minutes, I'll be taking a long drive all the way to Kelantan for work related purposes. Usually, my outstation trips are together with some of my colleagues. This time round, I decided to go alone, so that I can cover more areas on my own.

Through the busy schedule of the previous week, I just realized, I don't know how to get there:p
Bad. Bad.

See you in a few days time:)

Friday, September 14, 2007

Time logic

2am and I have been seeing a lot of each other lately. I guess this will be the trend of my late nights for now. I bid goodnight to 3am, only to find 8am screaming at me. Then I trudge in to meet 9am, a few minutes shy of being late, and the fury of my bosses. But still, I'd do it again everyday.

I'm meeting 2am again today. Plus-minus a few of her brothers. That will make it a typical night.

Somehow, I seem to find myself in the wrong place at the wrong time. Timing just doesn't go well with me. If I look it from the point of view of eternity, it's beautiful. But put 'time' into the picture, it just don't cut it.

How much longer will I go along life, bumping so unexpectedly to little surprises, only to find it's the wrong moment. The time factor again.

A man decides in his heart, but it is the Lord who determines his steps.

When will it be just right? When will time and purpose collide to make beautiful meaning of random-ness?
I won't know, i think. And I doubt you'll ever find out.

Let this be my little secret.

Thursday, September 13, 2007


I came across an interesting sign in a hospital today. It goes something like this:

How to stay awake?
1. Sleep more

I forgot the rest, but the 1st one left me stumped!

Like, how 'duh' can it get. The solution is so simple:p