Life Of A Typical Malay - June 2000

Sunday 11/6

Took a stroll down to the playing field, about 5 minutes walk from my apartment this morning, hoping to catch a game of football. On arrival, I found only a few little children, playing together. Innocent and engrossed in their wild actions, I was able to observe them almost completely unnoticed. I watched with interest as they weaved an intricate web of enjoyment with the complexity yet simplicity only a child can create.

As I watched, I began to understand the pure joy of having no responsibility, nothing to worry about. I tapped into my childhood memories and, for a brief moment, I became that child I used to be. I experienced the pure innocent and care-free feeling associated with childhood.

When did I grow up???
Did I want to???
How do you grow up without losing the innocence??? Is it possible???

I don't regret the past. Lessons which have to be learned were, building strength and character, but wouldn't it be nice to keep a little of that innocence, to always experience that feeling of awe when you learn something new.

Monday 12/6

*Posted by a regular forum member on commodity board today:

YOU KNOW YOU'RE DRINKING TOO MUCH COFFEE WHEN :
(..and I know I'm thinking too much about coffee when...)

-- Juan Valdez named his donkey after you.
-- You ski uphill.
-- You get a speeding ticket even when you're parked.
-- You speed walk in your sleep.
-- You have a bumper sticker that says: "Coffee drinkers are good in the sack."
-- You answer the door before people knock.
-- You haven't blinked since the last lunar eclipse.
-- You just completed another sweater and you don't know how to knit.
-- You grind your coffee beans in your mouth.
-- You sleep with your eyes open.
-- You have to watch videos in fast-forward.
-- The only time you're standing still is during an earthquake.
-- You can take a picture of yourself from ten feet away without using the timer.
-- You lick your coffeepot clean.
-- You spend every vacation visiting "Maxwell House."
-- You're the employee of the month at the local coffeehouse and you don't even work there.
-- You've worn out your third pair of tennis shoes this week.
-- Your eyes stay open when you sneeze.
-- You chew on other people's fingernails.
-- The nurse needs a scientific calculator to take your pulse.
-- Your T-shirt says, "Decaffeinated coffee is the devil's coffee."
-- Your so jittery that people use your hands to blend their margaritas.
-- You can type sixty words per minute with your feet.
-- You can jump-start your car without cables.
-- Cocaine is a downer.
-- All your kids are named "Joe."
-- You don't need a hammer to pound in nails.
-- Your only source of nutrition comes from "Sweet & Low."
-- You don't sweat, you percolate.
-- You buy milk by the barrel.
-- You've worn out the handle on your favorite mug.
-- You go to AA meetings just for the free coffee.
-- You walk twenty miles on your treadmill before you realize it's not plugged in.
-- You forget to unwrap candy bars before eating them.
-- Charles Manson thinks YOU need to calm down.
-- You've built a miniature city out of little plastic stirrers.
-- People get dizzy just watching you.
-- When you find a penny, you say, "Find a penny, pick it up. Sixty-three more, I'll have a cup."
-- You've worn the finish off your coffee table.
-- The Taster's Choice couple wants to adopt you.
-- Starbucks owns the mortgage on your house.
-- Your taste buds are so numb you could drink your lava lamp.
-- You're so wired, you pick up FM radio.
-- People can test their batteries in your ears.
-- Your life's goal IS to "amount to a hill of beans."
-- Instant coffee takes too long.
-- You channel surf faster without a remote.
-- When someone says. "How are you?", you say, "Good to the last drop."
-- You want to be cremated just so you can spend the rest of eternity in a coffee can.
-- You want to come back as a coffee mug in your next life.
-- Your birthday is a national holiday in Brazil.
-- You'd be willing to spend time in a Turkish prison.
-- You go to sleep just so you can wake up and smell the coffee.
-- You're offended when people use the word "brew" to mean beer.
-- You name your cats "Cream" and "Sugar."
-- You get drunk just so you can sober up.
-- You speak perfect Arabic without ever taking a lesson.
-- Your Thermos is on wheels.
-- Your lips are permanently stuck in the sipping position.
-- You have a picture of your coffee mug on your coffee mug.
-- You can outlast the Energizer bunny.
-- You short out motion detectors.
-- You have a conniption over spilled milk.
-- You don't even wait for the water to boil anymore.
-- Your nervous twitch registers on the Richter scale.
-- You think being called a "drip" is a compliment.
-- You don't tan, you roast.
-- You don't get mad, you get steamed.
-- Your three favorite things in life are...coffee before and coffee after.
-- Your lover uses soft lights, romantic music, and a glass of iced coffee to get you in the mood.
-- You can't even remember your second cup.
-- You help your dog chase its tail.
-- You soak your dentures in coffee overnight.
-- Your coffee mug is insured by Lloyds of London.
-- You introduce your spouse as your "Coffeemate."
-- You think CPR stands for "Coffee Provides Resuscitation."
-- Your first-aid kit contains two pints of coffee with an I.V. hookup.

Tuesday 13/6

I woke up today after three hours of restless sleep that i couldnt remember dreaming during, but when I woke up, I was scared of something. I don't know what. I rose, I shaved, I showered, I put on my nice yellow shirt and shiny Polo shoes and I went to Section 11 for breakfast. Sometime in the morning/afternoon when I was driving to go for breakfast/lunch p I came to this giant realization. I came to realize that I...

...heh...I'm not going to finish the sentence, I'll just stop here...heh..

Wednesday 14/6

Drove to KL after trading hours this morning/last night and lo, there was this red BMW Roadster in front of me. Most beautiful thing under the moonshine that night. Amazingly unbelievable. Slight exaggeration there.

Tried playing catch up with it and to no surprise it out ran me and my Honda Civic in top speed, acceleration, cornering and basically everything, regardless of how Schumacherly I drove. The only reason it didn't pull away by a mile was the traffic lights. Fancy cars do funny things to people sometimes.

Saturday 17/6

I have a few reasons (excuses?) for not updating this journal. Too lazy, and nothing much going on in my life, it's not worth mentioning. I'll be back next week I promise, maybe just to give some more excuses..heh...

I'm still online though, about 10 hours a day, 5 hours during trading session (New York) and 2 hours during London LIFFE session, about 5-00 pm Malaysian time. That leaves me about 3 hours to do my own thing but I spend the time mostly checking fundamental news on coffee and cotton. Yeah, I'm thinking of doing cotton again soon, been paper trading this baby the last few days. Wather-related market too, if it rains in (Lubbock) Texas, Alabama, Mississippi and Delta, prices will go down. Dry weather means then prices will go up. Looks simple, isn't it? Not so, India, China, Pakistan, they also plant cotton.

Oh, thanks to this great guy, Nehi, for plugging my site. So you guys, surprise yourself and go visit his site, read his journal and sign the guestbook. I read his past entries a few times, he writes very well, straight from the heart.

By the way, I got 2 ICQ/Web messages today:

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Sender IP:202.188.26.30
Sender Name: blah
Subject: From Your Web Page

fuck u

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Sender IP: 202.188.27.62
Sender Name: disgusted reader
Subject: From Your Web Page

u are one hell of a self-conscious, self-centered son of a bitch!!!

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*update*

here's another one....

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Sender IP:202.188.27.44
Sender Name: disgusted reader
Subject: From Your Web Page

seems that i am not the only one who''s disgusted hahahahahaha

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heh..some people are just plain stupid, didn't they know I have invisible counter on this page? I bloody know who the visitors are. Funny enough, if you hate this page why do you keep coming back? You even bookmarked this url? Get a life, you son of a .....oooppsss...

heh...

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