I am sick

...I'm not crazy,

I'm just a little unwell I know,

Right now you can't tell

But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see

A different side of me

I'm not crazy,

I'm just a little impaired I know,

right now you don't care

But soon enough you're gonna think of me

And how I used to be

Me..

~Matchbox 20, Unwell~

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Yes, I’m sick of denying the obvious,

sick of trying to manage what I have no grip upon.
I’m tired of trying to be what I can’t,

tired of wishing I still have something I had many years ago.

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I’ll take it as it is,

have it as it is,

and show it as it is.
With or without pride, what does it matter anymore?

It seems I have none, or do I still?

It’s all in the head they say.

Yes, I have gone bald because of this.

There is never a day that I'm not reminded by my own reflection,

my shadow gives the same reaction.

Yes, I am sick of it all, but I'm not down.
For there are many things to be done
There are still ways to regain my crown
Before I finally say ‘Baby, all gone’

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They say it's all in the head, but I believe it's more 'on' the head.

So a healthy scalp would be my best bet.

Keep it from excessive oil and sweat.

Keep it short, keep it sweet,

keep it cool, away from heat.

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Call me desperate, call me vain

Tell me there is none to gain

So long there's hope I won't complain

Accept myself each day I train

Now bald no longer brings me shame

Batu Caves

I was all excited when my friends told me they're going to Batu Caves last Sunday because I've never been there; plus i got to test my new Olympus mju840-sweet....

This statue is huge! And it is wrapped in pure gold sheets! Precious!

Climbing the steps, can't remember how many tho. It wasn't that bad. I could do three rounds if I tried real hard.

You could understand the enthusiasm of those exercise freaks once they got up there, hence this sign. It's a place of worship after all.

At the entrance, looking at the other set of stairs, minor that one is.

Darling leave the light on for me....

Greetings from within...

The temple within.

Look up!

The monks feed them old coconuts as snacks. Heavy on the heart, i know. Maybe that's how they control the population.

Enjoying his snack.

Or is it a her?

Oh well, who cares. Just chill y'all...

Them monkeys can run up and down the stairs coz they use all their limbs.

Here are the statues saying 'au revoir' at the gateway as you walk down the stairs.

I'm not sure how to define, but to some it's obviousl

The theme park called Cave Villa. Cost 15 bucks to enter, some of us didn't see the point, so we just stayed out.

The view looks nice tho.

There's even a parrot farm there.

He's huge.

I like this one the best. It's my current wallpaper.

Call me Gus

I always have a little bit of fun during introduction sessions, awkward it may feel sometimes.

As soon as I say Agustus, they would say “Agusta?”

“No, that’s normally a girl’s name” I’d say.

When they attempt to write, it’s always with a ‘u’ after the ‘a’, which spells ‘augustus’.

“No, my name is without ‘u’. It’s not that I don’t like you, I just don’t have ‘u’ there.

And when they try to pronounce my name, it always sounds like Oh’gustus.

“No, my name is a’gustus, like, ‘a gust of wind’…”

That’s why I prefer to shorten my name to Agus, as in ‘ah, goose’.

“That’s like Indonesian for the month of August!” they’d say.

“Yes!”

So you’re Indonesian? No? Filipino? No? Are you sure?!

They don’t normally buy that I’m Malaysian, unless I include Sarawak in the picture. Even then, a gentleman told me once, “Are you sure? Cos I swear you’re so Filipino”

I always take it as a compliment. I’m different.

“Agus as in Bagus!” many say to start the ball rolling.

“I get that a lot, but yeah, BAGUS! Agus without the ‘B’, Agus B minus”
(Note: Bagus means 'Good' in Malay)

Sometimes they instantly say Sugus! It’s pretty old but I always try to be polite and let out a giggle all the time.

And just last weekend, I was at a birthday party with many new faces so people were chatting and introducing themselves.

“Sorry I didn’t get your name just now…”

“Oh, it's Agus”

I guess my voice must have got distorted by the crowd because he repeated “Anus?”

Redang and me...

It's been two weeks since i left redang, a well deserved vacation with a bunch of good friends. The good feeling still lingers, as do the pictures. Enjoy...

On one of the boat rides, looking at one of the small islands in redang.

Our boat approaches Berjaya Redang Resort. Though our butts hurt from the 2 hours back breaking ride on rough seas (t'is the season y'all), our hearts were pumping because we've finally arrived at our sweet spot.


The water... oh so precious...


What more could I want? (I know, I know, some of you may go blind...you're lucky I don't own a pair of trunks)


The ocean displayed different hues as the clouds orchestrated the day.


The sand was white as snow.



And powder fine too. Isn't it time for you to drag your overworked ass to the ocean...?

A view from our suite. Sweet!





And did I say sweet?





Just me and the horizon. And still no trunks...


Looking up from our hut shades.




Evening approaches and we were still at the beach.

Plenty of time for reflection.


Doesn't this look like a shot from Survivor?


The moon was full, huge and bright during all three nights we were there.

Nice...

Yup, like this sequence of pictures, the four days three nights vacation felt like a one day event. We were left wanting for more.

Well, at least it's my birthday today. Now turn around and wish me happy birthday, bitch*...(*please ignore my rudeness, i'm just drunk. Click on the link and you'll see what I mean)