Happy Birthday To Me

Another year passed….another year older, hopefully wiser….

Just came back from yumcha with the gang and waiting to greet me was wifey….she gave me a BIG kiss and a hug coupled with the wishes of “Happy Birthday”…yup, today is my birthday..

I like to spend low keyed birthdays..nothing fancy...dinner with the family will do. The difference about my birthday year is I get to blog about it and my parents.

Parents who sent me to La Salle primary and parents who said nothing when they knew I was playing truant during Form 6 at Maxwell Secondary. Parents who bust their butts off trying to give me a good education for a good head start in life…parents who were kept apart because of our financial situation due to the economic downturn in the 80s.

We were staying in KL but my Dad had to be in Penang because his Salesman position ( he was 3M Malaysia’s GM before he got retrenced ) entails that he be in charge of the Northern Area. He rented a RM200 per month room in Ayer Itam and sent back RM500 for our expenses here. Till today I still don’t know how in the world he could survive with Rm100 left in his pocket….thanks Dad.

Mom would be slogging like mad giving daily tuition lessons. She would be rushing home from Jesus Caritas Kindergarden like a mad woman where she was teaching pre school ( still is ) to prepare our lunch. We would come back, gobbled lunch and hit the sack without even a simple thank you. The tuition crowd will start coming in about 3.30 pm everyday and would last till about 8.30 pm. In between the chaos, Mom would find time to prepare our dinner and check on our school work.



Both Mom’s and Dad’s income would then go towards sustaining the monthly household expenses. I remembered a year where Mom cried because she did not have any extra money to buy new clothes for us for CNY…she didn’t even have any money for Ang Pows…..I secretly cried in my room for 2 nights.

I am glad that my siblings and I have been through the hard times as it has taught us to “Hang Tough” and "Dig In" but how I wished that my parents didn’t go through it because of us. I have made a vow that I will NEVER, EVER let my parents OR my family go thru the shit again….no matter what.

Today being my birthday is nothing great…without my parents there is no Jamie or my brothers. My birthday wishes every year is automatically dedicated to my parents and siblings albeit an extra addition for my family this past few years.

Thank you for being great parents, thank you for giving me the chance to be in this world, thank you for all the sufferings that you guys had to endure and thank you for giving me the chance to be your son.

The most importantly is…..a million sorries if I have hurt you guys at any point in time……

You guys are the greatest…I dedicate this and all future birthdays that I may have to my parents....THANK YOU…


2 every1 his/her OWN…………………..

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Extra Curricular Activities

Had a conversation with one of my colleague the other day...on “flings/extra marital relationship”….

Dunno how the subject cropped up…hehehehe

Told the colleague that I have seen countless married friends/colleagues ( sorry, I can’t blog if it’s the present or past ) jumping into these type of thingy…..some of them come out ok, some got it trouble and some are still enjoying the fling.

Layman’s definition of fling:
An extra curricular activity without the knowledge of ones hubby or wifey…or something along that particular line

It is a known fact that feelings will start to develop when one meets quite regularly…hey, its human nature ma. The next thing that pops to mind is to bow down to the feeling is question or not.

Flings normally happen because of a few reasons and a few relayed to me from the participants are as of below:
- Sian with the one at home
- Looking to go “Back To The Future” and catch up on lost time
- Keep ones marriage intact ( like this oso can ar? )
- He/She gives me the one thing that is missing in my life
- She is so hot/horny and so full of zest
- He is so hot/horny and so full of zest
- Hubby is a deadwood
- Wifey is a deadwood
- Marriage is an arrange one, so need to experienced what I didn’t

The bloody list is endless……endless I tell you…some are downright funny and some can be downright stooopid…kekekeke

It is difficult to predict if I will ever “walk this way” but I sincerely hope not…the consequences are too much for one to bear, not forgetting the innocent lives that might be screwed up because of ones selfishness.

Anyway its 2 every1 his/her OWN....... and I am not telling the gender of my colleague which I had the conversation with ( btw, I am not gay, so go figure )………………

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The Beginning Of Time

Sometimes I sit and start to daydream about events since the beginning of time…. for me it was 36 years ago….

I miss the live with no commitments ( except exam time )
I miss going out with my parents
I miss collecting rubber seeds with my brothers
I miss spider fighting
I miss flying a kite
I miss playing with my cousins
I miss the neighborhood kids
I miss playing football everyday
I miss Penang
I miss walking to the market with my Grandma
I miss my Uncle( he is the youngest in the family on my mum’s side )….I miss him a lot…

When I was a kid ( long time ago woooh ), I always make it a point to go back to Penang during the holidays. How I wish that my uncle is alive today…..can imagine the fun of having a few mugs and goofing off with him….

He has always treated me good…..I will generally get what I want…all I need to do is ask and he will surely have it in his hands when he comes back from work. He even left me his motorbike and riding jacket after he passed away….

It was who that taught me to be myself, to be independent and to speak my mind….a million thanks will not suffice…sigh!

My parents liked him a lot as well. It was he that helped us most during the economic downturn in the 80s. Don’t know where we will be without his assistance. I am not shy to say that I have been poor before…heck, I was not born with a silver spoon in my mouth but I am proud to admit the fact that my family has been through some hard times.

I remember following my dad to a secluded spot in the forest for the purpose of shoveling and bagging compost. We would then sell the bagged compost to the nurseries in Sungai Buloh for RM1 per bag and they in turn will sell to the consumers for RM2 per bag.

There was a time where I followed my dad to sell pre packed biscuits. He would drive to an office building where we would walk floor by floor and knock on every door just to sell biscuits costing RM2 per pack. Thankfully there were a lot of leng lui che che and aunties who would always help us out….my sincerest thanks go out to them and God Bless.

Within a blink, I was in my teens………

There was this particular uncle who would appear whenever it was the school holiday period to offer me a daily paid job as a plumber’s apprentice ( RM35 p/day ). I would always take him up on his offer despite objections from my parents. Mixing concrete, carrying concrete, hacking and joining pipes will always leave me flat by days’ end but I enjoyed the job and the company of my fellow workers.

Sometimes I wonder if the early experiences in life moulded me into who I am today. At least I can hold my head up high and say that I am proud to know that there are friends aka brothers out there that are willing to sacrifice a lot for me ( and me for them ). By saying that, I also know that there are people who can’t stand the sight of me BUT I am who I am…I can’t and won’t change for such a minority group…they can go to hell and back for all I care.

The most important things in my life today are my family……

I can still be a super hothead sometimes but I tend to pull the handbrake when I think my wife and kids. Come to think of it, having a family of my own has calmed me down a lot.

Neways, Jamie will always be Jamie….so go figure

2 every1 his/her OWN………………

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My Underwater Garden Of Eden

A few months has passed since I replaced my aquarium. Quite pleased to see healthy fishes and plant life in the new setup. I sorta like promised my bro cutie that I will post an update on my new aquarium once everything has settled down.....

Front view ( Illuminated by 4 tubes of ESU MAX fluorescent tubes to produce artificial daylight to aid plant grow )

Stag horn fern

My favourite – The Marimo, a little round ball of moss that can grow to about 60 cm in its natural habitat

My 2 litre C02 system ( linked to a bubble counter ), timed to activate at 8 am and deactivate at 8 pm everyday. This system is used to assist in photosynthesis activities

Some of the occupants ( rainbow runners, runny nose, tetras, emperors, etc )

A Tetra barnd filtration system coupled to a C02 mixer at the outlet

I like to call these my little underwater Christmas trees

You may also notice specks of algae in some of the above pictures…that’s the result of switching on the lights for too long and putting in too much of fertilizers. Many more pics but will take up too much space...hope you guys enjoyed the viewing ( I kept my promise bro cutie ).

2 every1 his/her OWN.........................

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Paintball OR Painball

Paintball……a mixture of two words…PAIN and BALL…but please believe me when I say that the "T" in paintball is only there to mask the pain..oouch!

Paintball is a sport in which participants eliminate opponents from play by hitting them with paintballs (spherical gelatin capsules containing primarily of polyethylene glycol, other non-toxic and water-soluble substances, and vegetable dye) shot from a compressed gas powered gun/rifle normally termed as a "marker".

The game can be played indoor or outdoor but it is generally played at the later area here in BolehLand. Paintball was originally created in the 1950s for marking trees and also COWS…yes, cows ( feel any stupid"er"? ) but has since evolved into an international sport.

As in many sports, paintball is a game that emphasizes on “safety first” rule. Mandatory safety equipment are a must and all participants must undergo a safety briefing session and a signed injury waiver prior to play ( irrespective seasoned or non seasoned campaigner ).

Standard calibration for paintball markers will be in the region of around 280 feet per second OR 85.4 m/s OR 307 km/h OR 191 mph utilizing CO2 or compressed air as a medium of propellant....therefore a typical direct hit will result in leaving a splendid mark for about two weeks...its like a bluish outer circle with an inner black circle...ooouuch again nabeh! Can you imagine the pain if one has to take a hit between the legs? aiyooooyooyoo....aamaaaaa....

Paintball courses are aplenty in BolehLand...dunno why...why ar? Sadists or just love BDSM?

A game of Paintball will set one back about RM200 plus buckos as illustrated by the list below:
Marker Rental = RM35 to RM50 ( depending where you play )
Chest pad = RM15
Coverall = RM10
Paintball = about RM0.30 per pellet ( 100 pellets no rasa punya..trust me )


So Painball anyone? I am always game for a game..kekekeke

2 every1 his/her OWN.......

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