dear friend,
sorry for the cheesy card. :P
just wanna say thank you for all you've done for me this whole time we've met.
from that first night in the dance floor, till tonight here in the restaurant.
believe it or not, you've taught me a lot all this time.
from being patient with friendship,
being fun,
being thoughtful in relationship (as I learned a lot from yours).
In the beginning, I almost gave up on you and your friendship,
since your life is so busy and so occupied with many things, I decided to wrote you a letter -that you never read about -
how I felt about being second graded in your life.
luckily I didn't cuz if I did, I won't get this opportunity to learn and to know you, fun man!
thanks for the great beach time, for whatever we did there.
thanks for shoving Pavilion on to my face, for whatever we bought there,
thanks for the great food time, either in Cherating or here in KL,
thanks for the great fun time, wherever we went.
sorry for the dramas that I throw to you, cuz you don't deserve it,
and sorry that you have to leave this city, a home to your heart, a memory to your soul, a love to your life.
all the little things that we did together, thats what I'm gonna miss a lot, A LOT.
I'll surely gonna miss you so much.
as I already am.
as you always said, you never know the future,
it might leads you here, again,
or leads me there.
you deserve to serve yourself.
and be happy, cuz that's what makes you YOU, the friend that we love so much.
never let ANYONE, anything to take that away.
thanks for the friendship, thanks for everything.
silly gilly.
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Friday, October 15, 2010
What have we become??

They want us to go to school
And to turn the pages of books…
Why learn the language of books
When the forest speaks to you?
One cannot eat books,
And pens and pencils are poor weapons
To kill the deer of the mountains
And the grunting boar…
Gilbert Perez in The Leader.
Our education system of today;
We neglected our root and
follow the less outdated and paganistic way of teaching and learning.
We feed on the stress and the mind pollution,
the idiotic in us is like an X-linked genes that we carry from one generation to another,
How far has we improved since the voyage of Marco Polo, the E=mc2, the gravity,
Did we get more civilized compared to our forefathers??
You said they lived in the jungle and with no Facebook,
Where you living?
A jungle of concrete with even more lack of connection no matter how many social networks you registered to.
You said they don't wear Gucci and Prada.
What the use of wearing 'em when you wears as less as them today,
and when the pattern are from the natures that they are wearing directly?
You said they don't have Blackberry and Apple.
Before, it just a healthy fruits that didn't give you Carpal Tunnel.
You said they are pagan.
they are closer to the spiritual vibes WAY more than the 'holiest' religions today.
far from unnecessarily distraction.
Can the pen and pencils save our Earth??
Can the computers reset to the 'manufactures' settings??
Can you find a book that teaches you how to being a human??
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background of this entry.
Yesterday was the day where I think deep about what I've become since I am here in this city. Looking around from the double-decker bus on my way home, gives me perfect vision of this city.
The drain,
the road-side,
the railway,
the road,
the cars,
malls,
the people
and ME.
We all are effed up in the same way.
Our education systems didn't focus on raising a human being.
It didn't gives way for you to be a better person. It gives you a piece of shit that you are forced to swallow.
We all didn't look back at yesterday.
We all sick of today.
We all scared of tomorrows.
this is not a journal life complaining,
but more on the realization of what life we are leading to.
I know I can't change the world generally.
However, I can change my little own world.
Now I wish my forefathers stays in the jungle,
feed the jungle and let it feeds them.
Live a simple life and have a greater happiness.
xoxo.
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
I never told you, You never know.

I miss those blue eyes
How you kiss me at night
I miss the way we sleep
Like there's no sunrise
Like the taste of your smile
I miss the way we breathe
But I never told you
What I should have said
No, I never told you
I just held it in
And now,
I miss everything about you
Can't believe that I still want you
And after all the things we've been through
I miss everything about you
Without you
I see your blue eyes
Everytime I close mine
You make it hard to see
Where I belong to
When I'm not around you
It's like I'm alone with me
I miss your blue eyes.
xoxo
Sunday, August 15, 2010
about gilly.

When were you happiest?
- I get happy very easy and it’s not hard to make me happy. I am happy most of the time, I think. :P
What is your greatest fear?
- Being alone and not being able to start my own life
What is your earliest memory?
- Playing with my brother and sisters
Which living person do you most admire, and why?
- My parent, cliché I know. But they gave me more than they have.
What is the trait you most deplore in yourself?
- Stubbornness and laziness
What is the trait you most deplore in others?
- Make promises but can’t keep it.
What was your most embarrassing moment?
- I get embarrass easily, so a lot.
Aside from a property, what's the most expensive thing you've bought?
- My E72! When I hand in the cash, my heart felt like being slashed by a knife.
What is your most treasured possession?
- So far, memories. If I happen to be amnesia, I have nothing.
Where would you like to live?
- UK or Australia. Maybe USA.
If you could bring something extinct back to life, what would you choose?
- No idea.
What would your super power be?
- Flying.
What makes you unhappy?
- Broken promises and when my mom is unhappy.
What is your most unappealing habit?
- I smell the cotton buds after I clean my ears!! Disturbing!!
What is your favorite book?
- Lots! But I think what I love the most is Cecilia Ahern’s PS I Love You. One of the earliest books I read. It became sorta prayer book every night before I go to sleep. And when I wanna cry, I just read the highlighted ‘verses’ and it just melt me. Girly book, I know, but I don’t care!
What would be your fancy dress costume of choice?
- Cinderella dress!! With the glass stiletto!! :P
What is your guiltiest pleasure?
- Spending money that I don’t own much.
To whom would you most like to say sorry, and why?
- To the people that I said ‘te amo’ but I don’t mean it, at all. I just wanna play around.
What or who is the greatest love of your life?
- Not applicable for this audience.
Which words or phrases do you most overuse?
- ‘OMG!’, ‘Shit!’, ‘Sial!!!!’
What has been your biggest disappointment?
- For not nailing my MUET and get at least Band 4 for it and not studying TESL for degree.
If you could edit your past, what would you change?
- Study really hard in my English and edit my biggest disappointment.
When did you last cry?
- Few days ago.
How often do you have sex?
- Not applicable for this audience.
What is the closest you've come to death?
- I dunno. Can’t recall.
Tell us a secret.
- I have lots of secrets and it's related to each others. So, if I tell one, it'll lead to another secret telling.
xoxo
Saturday, August 14, 2010
my existence.
When I look around the space I am occupying,
with the people around me,
with the constant frown, sadness, noises, fake
I somehow lost in this jungle of reality that I created myself,
and sick of it!
At a point,
I want to start it all over again, fresh,
do it better.
At a point,
I think to myself that I have no values at all in this dream of my childhood.
Feels like I am just a projection from someone who is dreaming,
useless,
and just being one of the actor in someone else's movie.
At this point,
I was thinking about;
what if I die this very minute??
would my friend cry??
would my family be disappointed??
would that someone know that all my love goes to him??
would I die happy??
would all the people that I cared gonna think of me in 14 days after this very minute?
What values that I have to this people??
I dunno.
the noises around me makes me deaf.
the silence that surrounds me makes me nervous,
blocking me from listening to my own heart beats.
I want some assurances, and re-assurances in my life.
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
one20 secs with....Ian.

Ian Robert Knight.
he is;
Gift from God.
Famed; bright; shining
Noble / Soldier.
'nuff said.
This entry where I pay tribute to Mr Knight, the best photographer I've ever met. He looks like a very readable Homo Sapiens, but there are many things I haven't discover about him. So, I sent him a questionnaire and ask him to answer it. Now, I know him better than I used to.
Here it goes;
When were you happiest?
Umm… I’d have to say it’s often. I am happiest when I am traveling.
Particularly, if it’s a new place that I’ve never been to before.
What is your greatest fear?
Failure.
What is your earliest memory?
I have memories of playing with my siblings, when I was about 3 or 4 years old.
I remember we had a basement apartment in Edmonton, Canada.
Which living person do you most admire, and why?
Hard to say, but I admire many photographers.
If it were a non-living person, that’d be my Father.
What is the trait you most deplore in yourself?
Laziness. Some days, I can think back and wonder what I did all day.
What is the trait you most deplore in others?
Disregard for time. I hate when others are late.
If you say 1 pm, be there at 1 pm, not 1:20 or 1:45.
What was your most embarrassing moment?
Honestly, I can’t really think of any.
I don’t embarrass easily.
Aside from a property, what's the most expensive thing you've bought?
Cars, mostly. I’ve had a few.
What is your most treasured possession?
My camera, and the photos I’ve created with it.
Where would you like to live?
Tough call. SE Asia or China.
If you could bring something extinct back to life, what would you choose?
No idea. An extinct dog?
What would your super power be?
Sight. Permanent, strong, and far-reaching.
What makes you unhappy?
When people lie to me, and it affects decisions I’ve made, because I assume they told me the truth.
What is your most unappealing habit?
Gluttony. I get fat easily, because I eat poorly.
What is your favourite book?
I don’t read too often.
Blink by Malcolm Gladwell changed my life, though.
What would be your fancy dress costume of choice?
Something from medieval times, like a royal costume.
What is your guiltiest pleasure?
Alcohol, I guess.
To whom would you most like to say sorry, and why?
My ex-wife, for wasting her time by marrying her.
What or who is the greatest love of your life?
Ask me before I die. Maybe it is still to come.
Which words or phrases do you most overuse?
“Gosh”, “mmm…pork”, “venti Americano”, “you’re over 18, right?”
What has been your biggest disappointment?
Not being well known for my work.
If you could edit your past, what would you change?
I would go to University and study Business and Photography
When did you last cry?
Can’t recall, it’s been a while.
How often do you have sex?
Umm….not much. A few times per week, I guess.
What is the closest you've come to death?
I can’t think of anything. I’ve led a pretty lucky + safe life.
Tell us a secret.
I was born a poor black child.
If you wanna ask more questions, please feel free to.
I'll be happy to forward your questions to Mr Knight.
xoxo
Thursday, July 1, 2010
The Prayer

Today (July 1st, '10), I went to the Chaiya Mangkalaram Buddisht Temple in Pulau Tikus, Penang. My intention of going there is to wake up the Sleeping Buddha. But hey, I found this awesome wheel of fortune that you insert your 50 cents coin and press the button to stop the neon light at the number that gonna decide your fortune, I guess. I tried it. I get Chiam See #8. (excited since 8 is good #) And here what it says;
Your present position is like a valuable treasure buried under the ground. You dig the ground in the hope of getting it, but you dig the wrong place, and you are unable to find it. Similarly, even if you work hard at the present time, you may not get much benefit by doing so because your present career is unsuitable. In rowing it against the current of water and wind, the boat will naturally not go fast. Do not get discouraged. In future, there will be some people to support and help you. A sick person in your family will recover soon. In case of persecution you have a few hopes to win the case and probably you may be found guilty. Your next baby will be a boy. Your luck in other things is not good.
My first impression was; WHA...?!
I thought 8 was a good number.
Well, its obviously something that I can't celebrate nor argue about since I chose to spin the wheel of fortune. You don't decide on what you wanna hear but what you suppose to hear!
However, it made me think.
"Is this the way religion tries to hold on us and make us pray to the goddess for fortune, luck, love, and many blessings that WE hope to possess??"
Until we would simply give our time, efforts, energy, etc to the goddess??
not that I don't believe in the power of prayer.
I was born in a Christian family and being brought up in its way.
One time in my life, I almost knock on Bible school door to enroll myself to be a priest, all thanks to my late Rev. Dais. (Just incase you think I'm a back slide Christian that write what is right but not what I do for real)
But the power of prayer brought me here where the power wanted me to do greater things in life.
I dunno whats the point of this entry, but I long to write something about my late Rev Dais, prayer and religions.
I guess this is the combination of all.
A dear friend of mine used his time while driving alone to have one-on-one talk to the god. (he's not a religious guy)
Another friend used to pray The Serenity Prayer. (he never been to church nor wanted to) and before he went to sleep, he'll reflect the 10 things of the day (most temple/church goers don't do that)
My mom is very particular with prayer before eating. (be grateful that we can eat)
My English friend, believe that prayer at the end of day can make you recall, refelct and re-evaluate what had happen today (is it good? bad?)
My ex-leader forced me to pray (ain't working)
We all pray, in a different ways.
To who? To the One.
xoxo
Gill Loong.
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