Cedric Ang

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I guess many had already know that I maintain a few Facebook account.

On the recent event on Facebook, I had encountered something that had kept me awake, and not sure what to do.

It was midnight yesterday that I received a friend request. It wasn’t a friend request on Facebook that I would normally ignore, because this time, it was from a person that I know from another account; A person that I had had great interest with, before he mysteriously disappeared from my life.

I sent him a message, pretending that I do not know him. Which is the right thing to do, I think. Even prior to that, I had thought of just ignoring the friend request, and move on. I spent the whole day thinking about it, and could not reach a decision. I messaged him.

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It is always weird that I can only find time to write when I am being strapped on a chair.

Right now, I am about 5,000 feet above sea level enroute to Kuala Lumpur from Bali, Indonesia. I can’t move because I am at the window seat, and there is nothing to see outside beside some lights, perhaps from Singapore or something.

I had a chance to catch the Sunday service when I was in Bali. Despite having a great night out at Klapa with Max Glazer, I was really well awake during worship.

Allah? Isn’t that what they say is the ‘property’ of Islam, and no one but the muslims can use it? It was a familiar song that I know, but it was sang in Bahasa Indonesia, with Allah the only word that I understand; is this the Allah the Allah that I know? Or did I just hear something wrongly.

You see, back in Malaysia, someone could have been beheaded if was found using the word Allah. Well, not that bad but at least someone decided that it was cool to torch down some church, to show that Allah belongs to them.

Some went over the extreme, perhaps to create some tension between the Christians, and torch some suraus. They could not reach the mosque, because those places would have been heavily guarded, no?

Human beings are always like that, I felt. Why are we so fast in claiming some certain properties as being ours when it is a well known fact that it isn’t?

I don’t understand.

I need to stop being lazy, and start writing again.

Christmas is supposed to be a happy thing, a joyful thing.

Ever since the breakup with The Boy, Christmas has never been the same.

Merry Christmas to all, and especially to you, my boy.

There again I was contemplating if I should call The Boy or at least sent him a short message.

I could not get myself to do it. The last time I tried, I got a “Anything? I am busy” reply from him and that feeling totally sucks.

I was at Hannah Tan’s concert at The Garden’s ballroom. Alone.

I brought a gift, a gift that I thought would make some boy happy. I registered myself, and pass the staff my gift and proceed to the ballroom where Hannah Tan was going to sing.

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Miss KL Sogo Trendsetter ‘09, a subsidiary title of Miss Tourism International 2009 is by all mean to honor the exceptional lady of today who leads the new ideas among others.

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Miss Marigold Body Beautiful, subsidary title of Miss Tourism International 2009 World.

Nuffnang being one of the silver sponsors contacted me to join the event. Maybe because Robb thinks that I’m cute and I can take good pictures, but that is only him to know.

One of the roadshows that I was invited to was held at Sunway Pyramid Concourse area where 45 contestants. The whole event was sponsored by Marigold HL milk.

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Apart from the cutie boys that day at the Yellow Army Graduation party, there was Hannah Tan, Mumbai and lotsa games and activities.

It was all fun and games.

The story was a little different the week before.

It was the Malaysian-International Fashion Week organized by M-IFA. Think of it as the Grammy Awards for fashion.

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The habit of not blogging is really taking a toll from my blogging routine.

In the norm, when I sit down in front of the computer, be it my MacBook Pro or my MacPro, I am able to write something out. Things are way different now, perhaps I am getting very used to keeping things in my mind, rather than blurted it out.

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You have to believe me when I say this, but I have been busy as hell with uni’s assignment.

Wake up in the morning, breakfast for my dear, and off we went spending the whole day in the uni. Back home, the usual hang out together thing, dinner and off to bed. I barely had time to masturbate myself (not really because I have my dear to help me out).

Gosh, I never knew uni stuff is that much. I don’t need more time, just more energy to put myself in front of the computer and write something.