Birthday Post: Gone in 60 seconds

Looks like another year passed and I am now officially 23 years old. Not that old in comparison to many of my friends but as compared to the last generation, people my age would already have a kid or two. Sometimes it does dawn on me on knowing or perhaps feeling how lucky I am to have celebrated yet another year of blowing candles atop a birthday cake. Life as I see it is getting more and more fragile, which of course only makes me value it so much more. A cousin of someone close to me passed away recently merely from having stomach pain. Unable to detect what was wrong, he and his wife did not think much of it and his life ended while he was in bed. An uncle of my friend passed away recently as well. He had a heart attack while having a bowl of congee and there and then, another life taken. I used to think that birthdays are actually just another occassion for us to get more pocket money, invite a few friends over and if we are older, an excuse to kick back some booze but somehow it acts like a measurement tool for me. No one really knows how long we have to live but one thing's for sure, not everyone live their lives to the fullest everyday. At least not me. And I do feel that it's sad that I am not able to make everyone around me happy all the time, not able to make my parents feel that I am the best son that they hoped for me to be, not being able to make my girlfriend feel like she is the princess that I said she was and not being the friend whom my friends could always count on. But I do try... just that I might not be trying hard enough. I once said to someone close to me, "If you can't please everyone, first please yourself." Everyone is selfish but we can choose not to be. Many chose to devote their lives to helping others, making peoples' live more pleasant. Many more don't. Have you ever dreamt of dying? I have. It's a funny thing that I can recall many of my dreams because when I wake up, I usually replay the dream that I just had and that is why I can remember it. In my dream, the pain of dying is not seeing that you are no longer breathing, but the pain of seeing everyone close to you crying. I have waken up with tears in my eyes and I could literally feel my heart ache. Every second that pass, we cannot recover and it may be for that second, I, we could have made someone smile. I caught a movie recently and it talks exactly about that, time that was lost and could not be recovered. That movie was Click. Expecting a comedy and comedy I got but more to that was how Adam Sandler fast forwarded so much of his life, that before he could appreciate everything that he got, everything was gone. He got a second chance. We don't. I remember talking to my friends, talking about starting a business and such, that the most important thing is actually the destination and not the journey. It does not matter how or what we do to get there but most importantly, we get the job done and get the results that we desire. Come to think of it, where is the joy of succeeding when you don't even know how you got it? Simple example; Spending pocket money and spending your hard earned money.
This post is supposed to be a recollection of how my birthday celebration went but I guess I got off track. So I am going to have "Birthday post: Gone in 60 seconds" as my title because after the first minute, I proceeded to writing something irrelevant. Turning 23 somehow makes me feel scared. So many people at my age already achieved so much and have so much responsibilities to bear but me? I still live my life day to day. I guess this time, I really got to grow up. And this time, no more procrastinating.
Just want to say thank you to everyone that made this year's birthday the best ever (apart from the one I had 23 years ago), reason being, everyone whom I care for was with me, love and friendships rebonded. Darrell said to me before the night ended, "Hope that next year will be the same." Touche my friend, the same and so much more.
Maybe my next post will be about how I celebrated my birthday... and hope that I won't go off track again. Good night everyone. And thank you for being a part of my time.

Pre-Birthday Dinner

I just got back from my birthday dinner with my family and Meng not too long ago. I know that it is a few days early but what can I do, my parents are going over to Hong Kong. The present from my parents this year is a good one, although I have not yet got it but knowing what it is makes me feel so so freaking high. More on my present later as I will have to bitch and whine like a whore about it. The dinner was at a place aptly called Happy Valley because... I have no fucking idea why it is called that but we shall leave it as it is. Had a great meal and had a great cake, courtesy from my mum, a cappucino cheese cake from Secret-as-usual-Recipe. There is this place called the Monte Carlo on the ground floor ( Happy Valley was on the first floor) where they were actually holding some kind of funky event with clowns and mimes and one fucker all painted in gold who was trying to act like a statue but I saw him move... a few times. We booked the largest room in the restaurant, with a private toilet... would you believe it, A FUCKING PRIVATE TOILET!!! Nothing new, nothing special but just felt like being a moron there for a while. Whilst I was in the toilet, I could feel the floor trembling and for a moment, I was afraid that a giant worm would come out from the ground and send me straight to heaven like that big ass slimy shit from the movie Tremors( Yes, I know that I am going to heaven), but I realise that they were having some serious clubbing sessions down stairs. Dammit.

And now to my present. Last year, I got a car that was deemed and ridiculed as the Pirated, Celup, Fan Pan Subaru which was my Hyundai Accent RXS. Having a car for a birthday present is great of course but getting a new car for my birthday the following year is like getting laid everytime you snap your fingers. This year, it ain't no pirated shits. This is the real deal. I am officially moving from Korean to Japanese and ladies and gentleman, may I present... Honda. And now to my favourite part. The bitching part.
It was a beautiful morning on the island of Penang where I was with three magnificent and beautiful ladies in a hotel room (and of course the other fucking pilot wannabe which happens to be half a guy) when my phone rang, waking me from my slumber. It was my mum, asking which car I wanted and so being the honest kid that I am, I told them. And that was the first of May. I was to wait for a month and so I did, and another month, and another month. Three fucking months for a car is ridiculous and of course I can blame no one but the company called WEGRO which is short for We-Grow-Mushroom-Like-Parasites-On-Our-Dick-Which-Is-Half-Bitten-Off-By-A-Dog-And-The-Other-Half-Rotting-With-Maggots-Munching-On-Our-Balls-Sdn-Bhd. They dragged me for months promising me a car and blaming it on Honda Malaysia for not giving cars to them. Then it struck my mind, Honda must be crazy because they did not want to supply cars to their distributors who will pay them money because they wanna go bankrupt, either that or WEGRO is fucking with me so we complained and finally they told me that they will give me a full refund. And so they did and I went look for another distributor. They are able to give me a car before my birthday and I was ecstatic. They took my order and apparently that WEGRO lodged a fucking complaint to Honda Malaysia telling them that my new distributor is playing dirty tricks and accepting orders when WEGRO has not cancelled our booking. I FUCKING SIGNED A LETTER FOR FULL REFUND YOU FUCKING ASSWIPE. Anyway, all went well and I patiently waited. I made many calls and much to my dismay, I did not get my car as promised. I got pissed off. Got fucking pissed off and it seems that Honda Malaysia actually has a minor difficulty with their production and all cars will be released by this month. My fingers are crossed and my toes are tied in knots. Oh well, a few days more to my birthday so I shall vow myself to nothing but Happy Mood... long live Happy Valley. Was trying to be a moron again.