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Hello there sports fans!

I see another week has just whizzed by… pretty fast isn’t it? Knowing that we’re not getting any younger each day doesn’t seem to affect how we perceive time. In fact, thanks to our hectic lifestyle, we just want the week to be over and get to the good stuff : WEEKENDS!

During my childhood days, I always wondered why sometimes my dad was quite reluctant to take us on trips like to the beach or go on a picnic by the river. It only occur to me now that I’m working, weekends are the only time where YOU as a human being has some meaning on this plane called earth.

Otherwise you might be just another pencil pusher slash keyboard puncher slash wage slave with the rest of the world. I now envy the laughters and smiles coming from retirees. They look to me younger than I am FEELING. I guess the burden of work are finally lifted off these people I consider lucky and somehow their tired wings are now flapping tirelessly almost celebrating the freedom they so yearn.

So there was I spending my weekend last week with much joy especially after getting my supposedly working trip to another state that weekend cancelled by the higher up (ALRIGHT!!!). I watched some reruns from my favourite and (yes you guessed right…) much sentimental (to me) tv series Dr. House! I bought all the 4 seasons at RM5 per dvd.

All in all I spent 115 bucks and it was worth every cent spent! The pictures were clear and the sound was perfect. I like the old guy (Dr. Gregory House is played by Hugh Laurie); he’s funny, wacky, and most of the time miserable. I wish I had his rebellious nature against the normalities of life and stucked up people without giving a damn about what others WILL say.

He’s a hero in my books. Establishments be damned! I began to watch and love the show during my UIA days. My office subscribed to Astro originally for… ummm not really sure what was the reason for the subscription since nobody really watch the channel. So each evening by 7 o’clock I had the office all to myself. Sometimes a colleague would stay back and slept over. AXN would air the show on Tuesday nights at around 9.30pm if I’m not mistaken.

So you see not only this show was and continues to be somewhat thought provoking whilst poking fun at normal people, it really remind me off those nights where an idiot box showing a person pretending to be untouchable or unfazed by the realities of life by masking it away with an aura of misery, can really be enjoyable. I could spent those nights with somebody whom I lost sometime early last year. Humph… sad stuff…

On another note, frankly I’ve lost my ability to write these days. The passion and the mood is not there. It is just like going to a place which hold so much memory but has already forgotten you. Not much there although you want it so. Hollow and cold to the touch. It’s there and yet its a blur to you. Just like a second helping of your favourite nasi ayam. Wont taste the same after gulping the plate the first time around. For you sentimental dolts, its just like first love isnt it. Nothing beats it. Never will.

I only get into the mood of writing if :-
i. I listen to some old songs; and
ii. I write something about the days of old.

Write up to the part before "he’s my hero" part, is just a bunch of English essay. Pretty lame and dull. After that, as I was lamenting the days of old wif an added twist of similarly old music, the flow of ideas (with the all too similar dashes of melancholy) came like the water flushing the toilet bowl. Great I need help!

Frozen and held down in the past;
As I lay down deep in the dust;
Hoping forever the memories will last;
Sadly all will perish and so it must.

Hye guys…

Before I continue on wif my detailed adventure in my entry There & Back Again, I think I just wanna take a detour (especially since I really have to sit down & concentrate on dat piece) and just highlight a few things worth mentioning.

Just now I was searching some good free pop email accounts. Of course the best is gmail but I think the administrator here at my workplace has just too much time on his/her hands. Yes it’s blocked! So no IMAP or POP access to gmail here. Now before you ask if I dont already have a pop email account, I’ll say yes I do have one. Its not for me but for my staff since they dont have the official ones so I would like for them to have at least pop email access so messages to them would be almost instantenous.

So a-hunting I went for the best pop email on the net and saw AIM Mail being rated second best. As I registered an account to try it out, the screen name of my choosing was rejected & indicated it was already taken up (tuanwujian). Holy tolido! That’s simply outragous. Who in tarnation would copycat my unique screen name! Scratching my head, I just punched in tuanwujian with an old password I used to have during my students days and voila! I was logged in!

Hahaha silly me, I forgot AIM took over netscape.net (which incidently I registered for an email account way back in 1997). Suprisingly AIM still kept the tuanwujian screen name for me! Feeling all fuzzy and warm inside, my mind began to wander back (as usual) to the golden days of old. Yup, it was really a find this AIM Mail thingy.

Whilst I was wallowing in a trip down memory lane up in my skull, I saw a friendster.com message on my Yahoo! mail telling me that somebody left a comment on my page. So I fired up the browser and launched myself into cyberspace to see who chalked up a comment on my page. Hahaha lo and behold, another acquaintance from the past poke me again right here in the present.

It was another friend I got to know through Y!Messenger (geez my life is all about the internet isnt it) during my UIA working days. It seems she is still studying in UIA probably in her final year. I really have lost touch with pretty much everyone I knew those days thanks to my company’s IT administrators. Sheesh these people really have got to find themselves a pathetic excuse called hobby instead of bothering other people’s life.

Anyway the point is that the past isn’t actually that far. Sometimes it creeps up to you at times you least expected. A pleasant suprise indeed. It humbles one when thinking that life is like a spinning wheel. Depending on the size of your wheel, you find dat something from the past comes sometimes beckons you often or otherwise. What’s more if such memories brought forth is indeed sweet, you’ll find it difficult not to put on hold everything on your desk and just stare at the wall smiling evermore, whilst your mind floats to some corner of your heart where the past is still very much the present.

This is what happened to me tonite. A simple google search and a humble email are what started me smiling alone and sent me back to a time once so cheerish by yours truly. What wonders are the thing called internet. Indeed, it may not be healthy to linger in the past. Nevertheless such indulgences are what make life so much interesting. What so if the past is just a mere glance away!