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Kecak Dance - Balinese Monkey Chant

Some interesting video I've found in Youtube...hope to get a chance to go and experience it myself..Enjoy!

What’s on my mind currently….

You may not be able to read my mind. Even an avid mind reader would surrender if he or she tries to decipher what’s going on in the big mess of thoughts. I think a lot, stupid ideas, dirty thoughts, all imaginable things that come across my 31++ years old brain.

At the moment I am thinking about Bali. I am off to Bali in 2 weeks time. What to expect and what to do there as it would be my first trip to the land of multi cultures and diverse arts and people. I have read up some articles on the net but I am still feel I need to find out more. Cak-cak dance is a must, taking pictures of breathtaking padi fields, visit to many of the temples and maybe try to sample the local dishes.

This trip to Bali would be the 2^nd trip outside Malaysia for me and my significant other. We prefer to travel just the 2 of us and we agreed it would be less hassle. Even though, there will be tongue lashing and bickering but we always bring home the sweetest and memorable moments we shared. Just imagine how much tongue lashings and bickering I would have to endure if I travel in a larger group. Don’t get me wrong, I am not an anti social practitioner. I do enjoy short road trips with my groups of good buddies. When it comes to long vacations I prefer to getaway and have my own agenda so I won’t have to tip on my toes avoiding hearting others’ feelings.

Bali…so many things negative things we have heard about what’s going on there. The bombing in which had killed many of the unsuspecting hard partying tourists. It has been quite some time and the alleged culprits were executed. They have built a memorial for those who were the victims, the families will once a year on the anniversary of the gory day flocks to Bali to remembering their loved ones. Hmmm…it did come across my mind… more incomes for the Balinese. Ka Ching! Ka Ching!

A friend who has just came back from Bali said it was an awesome trip, but hard to get halal foods there… guess I would have to stock up instant noodles again for this trip. Huh! Still I hold so many things in my mind, I have to stop here and off to the nearest supermarket for instant noodles shopping. Off I go!

The Journey Begins...

It’s all begins on Tuesday January 17, 1978. The time was 2.30am, born into this world another mouth to feed for parents of 8. After a long list of possible names the baby girl was named Rosdahlia. That’s me, the 9^th child and the youngest of Abdul Razak’s broods. You may think that I am a spoiled brat being the baby of the family, but I am the most independent and I have learned and starts my life journey as early as 13 years old.

I was thought to be independent by my Dad and my brothers and sisters, I was thought to do banking and pay the bills (not with my own money though) and was allowed on a long journey bus ride alone. I just need to have enough cash in my pockets and I am off to run errands.

My Mom passed away when I was 13, sometimes now it is hard for me to picture how she looked like in my mind. I have been living without her for more than 18 years. Thanks to the pictures of her I still have in keep. She was the beautiful and loving woman I have known and I do still miss her a lot. I am lucky though, I have my sisters to thank to. Especially Ong my eldest sister, she is 18 years older than me. I was born while she was waiting for her MCE results.

She could consider as a substitute mother, she has been taking care of me since as far as I could remember. I owe her my life. There are my other siblings who give me a lot of supports too.

My Dad, he was the pillar of our family. He never speaks much only said what needed to be said and I never got scolded by him. He never punished me for coming home late after playing at the field and never caned me or pinched me even once. I never heard my Dad raised his voice in anger. He left the job to Ong instead.

Dad passed away at 12am on 17^th May 2006 surrounded by his beloved sons, daughters, grandchildren and relatives. He died after more than 2 years battle with prostate cancer and he never remarried. I pray to Allah that he will meet my Mom again in the Afterlife and put along side Allah’s favourites. I miss you Dad!

I am at the moment writing this blog is unemployed. I have lost another job. It seems that I could never stay in job for more than 1 year lately. I have big dreams but none have bare fruits yet. I can see myself as a millionaire in the future, yet I have not found the path to lead me to my big mansion. I have tried all sort of networking businesses which proved by many they could succeed. I know I will never get rich if I am still earning RM2000.00 a month. I must do something soon.

I have been to so many talks about making money and yet at this instance I only have RM1.00 in my pocket. How do I turn this RM1.00 I have into RM1,000,000.00? If you know how, please…please, I beg you, please share it with me. I need to generate money for survival (paying debts, food and roofs over my head) fast. HELP!!

Some may call me networking junky. I have registered myself to more than 10 networking businesses plan. I have listened to more business presentations and talks you could imagine. The latest I went to was a talk about how one could make 5 figures income by selling water filters. GOD, please show me signs!!! Please let me know what I am good at and my niche in life, so far I am only good at losing my jobs again and again.

Being 32 years old soon, my time is running out. I want to make my millions before I am 35. I always believe I will never live past 40. You see, I am a Diabetic, I have been living with it since I was 18 years old. Not exactly a strict follower of medication regimes, chocolates and ice creams still my all time favourites. A doctor said to me once, “ you are a time bomb, don’t you know that? I will offer you a million or two for you to become a suicide bomber so your family will get something out of you”. Some doctor you may say…

I smoke but I don’t drink, tried to quit but still lighting stick by stick every hour. Even now the price has increases but I am still trying hard not to buy a pack a day but a pack in 2 days… Further in to this not so interesting blog, you may repeatedly come encounter me mindlessly writing more about my quest for Money Making Machine and my favourite pastime, Traveling. I love road trips and I love foods. Next couple of centuries you will hear more me blabbering about food and more foods from many different places.

Well, I wouldn’t want to bore you with a very lengthy not so happy story of myself. I am neither a rockstar nor a glamorous celebrity you want to read about. I am just plain old me. See you soon…