Nina and the Spice Girls....

Drowned in absolute boredom, as I was lazily browsing through the net I came across the official website of the most successful female band in the history of human kind, Spice Girls. Looking at their photos, reading their final goodbye note, suddenly I felt at loss, longing for the glory and glamorous days of the most celebrated, headlines-making, famous five of the music industry.

I remember when I was in college circa 1997-1998, it was during this time that the Spice Girls is a huge world pop-star phenomenon. Together with my college close friend Nina we went so crazy about the British all girls group - we went everywhere talking about the girls, debating who is the cutest, sexiest, trendiest, and so the list kept on going. Nina brought me back to his parent's house in PJ where we watched more and more video of the girls, by which raising questions from his parents on whether or not we were actually making full use of the internet for our study/research.

When Geri left the band I was among those who kept our fingers crossed that she would sooner regret it and find her way home to the arms of the rest of the girls...(gosh, how pathetic does it sounds?). During this time, Nina was already in Australia to further his study in accounting while I was (forced to) attending a computing course at a private university in Bangi. We lost contact since.

Anyway, that was way back then. The girls finally bid goodbye last year leaving all the sweet and fun memories to a tiny little fan like me, who is still longing for their crazy acts and fun music. It was not just the music that they left behind, it was more to a wonderful life experience that we the fans shared with each other. Where else in the world can we get to see damn straight boys singing to Wannabe and dancing to its steps perfectly?

And where else can I get a Nina as a good friend? We didn't just share the Spice Girls, we shared a perfect bond of friendship (or shall I put it as brotherhood).

To Nina, I wish you all the good things in life the world could offer. I hope one day our paths will cross and the old friendship reborn anew. Damn missing you much, dude!

On label and labeling....

Most recent one: The Selfish Bastard

Aku suka sangat!

If only labels are Queen's award, I surely have made myself a proud Duke now!

On good deeds...

I found this invaluable quote while doing some research to my speedy recovery:-

“The best thing to give to your enemy is forgiveness; to an opponent, tolerance; to a friend, your heart; to your child, a good example; to a father, deference; to your mother, conduct that will make her proud of you; to yourself, respect; to all men, charity.”

- Francis Maitland Balfour British Biologist (1851-1882)

Just when was the last time I gave due respect to myself and did charity to others?
After much deep thinking, I could not find any. Or perhaps once or twice, in which I made the very right decision for my own sake when people around me thought that I was the selfish bastard. I was just saving myself from committing severe damages, therefore giving myself a proper respect. And by doing it, subsequently though invisibly I did a charity to another party.

And by the way, how many of them would really appreciate the good deeds I did for them? (Not that I'm being insincere, but ralat)
On that note, I choose not to give a damn at all; I volunteer myself to be the selfish bastard. No matter what the people say.
Ada aku kesah?

On getting another year older....

It was perfect. With no alarm clock to my assistance, I woke up from a deep sleep (I have been sleeping since 7pm yesterday) exactly at 7.45am, the same exact time when I was brought into this (cruel?) world. I took a long shower, had a very heavy breakfast, then dumped myself into The Last Eunuch of China until I got bored reading about someone's past (whilst the future has lots more to offer).

I'm getting older and so much in life yet to be achieved.

While typing this I realized how much time I have wasted. So many things that I have planned did not materialized and some went into ashes. For example, the main bedroom wall is yet to be hanged with the wallpaper I bought more than a year ago, the plan for an internet based business is at halt due to health turbulence, the hard earned money spared for emergency was stolen, sickness come and go (and never give up revisit), and I am far from being appointed as a senior in my office (I keep my fingers crossed that it would be sooner, damn the sickness!!).

Nevertheless, I will not let those hiccups cease my life journey ahead. Like someone said not long ago; strive, fight on, leave the past behind and walk through it all with your head up high (but forget not the grass that you walk on). Why do I feel like I have heard this over and over again?

Indeed it is a calm, quiet and peaceful Sunday. God knows how much I cherish this calmness I rarely had in my 30 years of life. I guess it has to be a good start for me. I'd better start soon on my Tiger Claws. In books I finally found peace (owh, really??)...

Well, happy birthday to me!

When you are warmly welcomed to the club 30.....

Well, I for one thing, did not cry after the fun & celebration last night! Why should I? There was nothing to cry about. Of my wasted 20s? Duh, why bother..??

Anyway, it was indeed a night of fun & celebration. I had a nice dinner with my two BFFs (although I was the only one who was actually having a real meal!), a cake (in which nobody dared to eat for fear of too big & potong), candle-blowing, a stranger's (a girl) wish, photo shoots, not forgetting the "theme" (what the heck with the ties??? But I just abode, what the heck, it was fun!), and of course, the usual favourite rubbish talking. Haha!

Partying followed suit, where I danced my heart out! It sure was a real fun.

Big thank you, guys. Though celebrating is not really my thing (sementelahan the day is yet to come!!!), for the sake of you two crazy people, I just layan... On a much serious note, thank you for being my pillars whenever I was bad or good, up or down. The time that you both spent for me, priceless. Let us pray for brighter future ahead for us all, amin...

Despite all the hiccups, God has given me the chance to live up to almost 30 years (todate), I am very much grateful. I hope He will let me live much longer (in prosperity)...

Gosh, I cannot believe I'm about to leave my 20s!
Whatever!

p/s - thanks for the photos, arez.

June 6th

Daulat Tuanku!

Daulat Kakandaku!

Happy Birthday to both of you!

Daydream....

What if I could go back and be Hatshepsut? Here's a list (but not least):

1. change the name to Zhariz Azra (forever & ever)
2. eliminate Tuthmosis III & other possible/suspected enemies
3. build a small palace like Travolta's home minus the runway on a hill facing the sea complete with a Mediterranean-styled garden
4. preserve all existing monuments & temples but ban any sorts of worshiping activities; turn them into museums, theaters, hotels & last but not least, a huge library
5. build fully-furnished housing complex around the kingdom for all of my subjects, except the Jews (they will be made slaves)
6. build a fort city named Fort of Azra occupied by good looking men only, in which I own each and every one of them
7. oh, I forgot... I'm going to turn the existing temples into an exclusive all-male night club & a Roman-styled bath house
8. recruit only good looking & macho male escorts & slaves
9. party all day and night with my good looking & macho male escorts
10. pray hard so that I would not get murdered by my good looking & macho male escorts (well, you know...out of jealousy, craving for power, etc.)

Haha...isn't it nice to daydream after watching National Geographic?

To my ever-loved Debbie, Happy 30th Birthday!