I'm Feeling Rather Contented.

Note the frequent of updates, I'm feeling rather contented. Having to blog every now and then has quite been fulfilling.

Sis and her Bf will be going up to the cold breeze of Genting Highlands while I'm stuck back down here in hell-ish, fucking hot weather of Petaling Jaya. I am in need of Starbucks's Ice Blended Raspberry Blackcurrant Frappucino NOW.

Tonight I'm pretty much booked up. Having need to go to Sunway Mentari for a gathering with the kakikereta.com members at 7.00pm (log on to kakikereta.com or www.undasteer.com for more info's on what is it all about and for future TT and gatherings) and then to Mont' Kiara for my lil bro's 21st birthday. I'm feeling a little lazy to go but then again, when the time comes to night, I'll start complaining of being bored and nothing to do. Fug it.

Okayyy, I know I have plenty of time to upload the pics that I owe you guys on my cousin bro's wedding dinner and some other pics but the laziness has finally crept in and I'm not in any mood to upload pics now because I'm using my lame-o computer which is running on 128 ram. Can you imagine how fucking slow is to load a page, not to least mention uploading pictures. Forget it. I'd rather let you guys, my dear readers to wait then me smashing the keyboard if my comp hangs. (it's gonna hang anytime soon!!)

Another random topic. Have you guys read today's Star newspaper on the freaky jobs? A make-up artist who does for the dead. The job of an embalmer, the morgue caretaker and the undertaker? Gosh. Never in my life I have ever thought of working in neither any of that particular job mention. Not to mention, what if suddenly you "kena sueh". That's hell. But this post is to pay my respect to the people out there who is handling the dead and holding this job to just earn a living. Good money for the companies, but do you think this people are getting paid as much? Nah. It's a freaky job for the make-up artist, (I know the corpse are dead, but what if you're putting lipstick for them and suddenly they just open their eyes!) And the embalmer, they had to cut and take out the organs of the corpse and dumped it into some chemicals so as to delay the rot, and they pumped fluids into the body, put back the organs and sew them up. Ewwwww.! And the caretaker, they have to keep watch of the temperature in the morgue. Sounds like an easy job but do read on in the newspaper of this particular man who is a caretaker. And the undertaker who digs the grave. Muscular-ish..!!! =p Kidding.

But what I do think is all job is a profession and we do it as a source of income for our everyday lives.

Last but not least, respect everyone's job and I'm even saying bout respecting the men who comes to collect your fucking rubbish every few times a week. (but then again, they should really wear some rubber gloves, as I'm really concern of their health, since I'm always seeing them without gloves, just bare hands taking up the bin and all. And this people are really patient on picking out the rubbish which are deemed recycle-ble. We should do our part by making their job a little easier by just placing the recycle-ble items separately.)

There are just simple things we can do to make this world a better place to live in.

..xoxo..