Girl Meets Ape by Chris Manby

When the clock strikes 5pm, it's time for me to get out of my secluded corner office inside the library and patrol around the library and help around the library assistants with their task. However today, when I was around the fiction aisle, I came across this book title Girl Meets Ape by Chris Manby. Needless to say, the title and the cover induced me to pick it up and read it.

Needless to say, since I haven't been doing any book readings lately, I decided to pander in some comical romance of this novel. Reading materials such as these modern romance is one of my favoured escapades I do love to exercises my right hemisphere side of the brain by 'visualizing' the story as it unravels with the help of the author's conscientious writing. Happy reading, everyone.

Bob's Edible Wrapped Burgers

If you've seen my previous Wordless Wednesday post, you'd see the picture of a burger being chomped while the wrapper is still on. Nope, your eyes aren't lying.

Wordless Wednesday : Edible Burger Wrappers

Wordless Wednesday : Streaking Hot Evening

Did you guys realize how hot it was this evening?

Prolific-less Day

if there was a time that I could say I wasted the whole day doing nothing, this would be the day.

— Nudge Mimie (@NudgeMie) May 21, 2013

Like I said, if there was a time..... blah blah blah... today would be the day. Today was actually my first day working at the Royal Lake Club as their newly appointed Events & Entertainment Junior Executive. I know, flashy title, but my workload is more like an assistant to my manager, the real E & E Department Manager. I've read my job spec and you should seen how my jaw dropped looking at the amounts of work that I'm supposed to do.

Malaysian Manners

Something refreshing happened this morning when I just got back from work. As I was walking down the alley leading to my apartment, I saw three cute little kittens eating what looked like processed cat food out of a Styrofoam plate. I tried meowing to the kittens but out of the blue, a Chinese grandma who was walking nearby responded instead.

"Cute, aren't they?"

"Why, yes." I replied.

"I gave them this ... " while showing to me the used pack of cat food in her hands. 

"That's nice of you."

"Well, we can't simply just let them starve right? They are kittens after all."

I nodded. Before she left, she smiled to me and said,

"Well, good morning and have a very nice day."

Immediately without her noticing as she walks by, my lips widen and a smile was carved onto my face.

This incident reminded me of how ironic it is that some of our Malay people aren't too friendly with strangers (especially to their own kin) while people of other races can show even more kindness and generosity towards every other living creature (humans and animals alike).

As a Malay, sometimes I'm ashamed to admit that most of the rude people in this country majority are Malays. Why can't we learn to be kind and compassionate towards others? Even a simple smile would do, is that so hard to do?

An Ugly Duckling

My feathers are rough
black and coarse
What do you expect,
from an ugly duckling?

I'm still learning
the steps of our ballad
how to gracefully
dodge the bullets
and float over bumps.

I know the clock is ticking
but perfection takes practice
and who would even dream
of watching a swan with no poise?

Let me take my time,
let me tumble and fall
so that I may stand,
wash my feathers and flock
so that it may be white.

And soon you'll see
this ugly duckling
shall finally dance gracefully
turning into a glacial perfection
of ephemeral beauty,
A glorious Swan.

- Illustrations by Marta Nael (check out her other amazing work here)

Still a Duckling, Not a Swan yet....

Somehow, right now, I feel like I am being pressured by all of the people around me. Expecting me to finally become someone of importance, someone who is finally able to shed this childish skin I wore on me and finally be a man. But I wish they could for once understand that growing up and becoming a mature adult is a different thing. I have grown up but I am not quite the adult yet for I still can't really grasp the hardship of standing on my own two feet in this urban wonder.