Jarod Yong

I've been seriously considering lately whether I should follow the blogger's cliche of blogging about every darn restaurant they've been to. You know, the ones where they take insanely close-up pictures of the food to show how 'yummy' it looks & share their experiences with the world (be it good, bad or so-so). I eat out quite often but I do not find a need to blog about every single shop or stall that I visit. Mainly because I only blog about things that have touched or impacted me in some way. I've written posts about a few priviledged establishments because they have something there that sets them apart from the others. This doesn't mean that I wont write about food establishments. I'm planning to blog about my favorite places for food in Kuching simply out of my overflowing love for them. I want to expose my love affair with Kuching food to the whole wide world! p/s: I've got really good taste ( oh, I'm so vain ) so be sure to c

The Budget for 2010 was just announced today & a bonus of RM500 will be given to all mid-level civil servants from the rank of 41 to 52. (I hear that even retirees are getting it.) Previously a bonus of RM500 was given to lower level civil servants to help with festivity costs. Only a few hours after the announcement of the new budget, some of my fellow civil servants are already complaining that the bonus is too little. True enough. Compared to the yesteryears, this new bonus is a midget dwarf. This really got me thinking... The first question I asked myself was: Do civil servants deserve a bonus? In the private sector, employees are given a bonus based on individual performance as well as the organisation's performance as a whole. I personally think that I deserve a bonus because I waded through a whole load of sheet this year. I gave my school 100 & 10 percent. However, I dare not make the same assurances for my fellow servants. How much have you done this y

taken from peperonity.com Malam Khamis yang lepas, ada seseorang hantar sms kepada nombor telefon bimbit saya. Hi Sepuluh minit kemudian, dia hantar satu lagi. Alo0. . . Pada masa itu saya dekat ulu sana mana ada line? Saya terima lah dua sms tu pada petang Jumaat. Masa tu saya baru keluar dari hutan nak berimam dan sembahyang la nih. Saya pun hairan la. Siapa pula dia? 014-955XXXX Takde dalam fonbook. Macam nombor semenanjung aje... Terfikirlah mungkin member saye kat sana kot. Oleh tu, saye pun balas pula. Yes? How can I help you? Tapi tak da pun reply. Saya pun lupakan aje la. Tak kan la nak call. Bazir kredit aje. Pastu, malam Jumaat pula sampailah sms die. B0leh t0l0ng i tak? Konfirm minah semenanjung la ini! Siapa lagi yang guna gelaran glamer 'I' kan? Mungkin juga kawan saye so saye play along aje lah. Tolong buat apa? Menyamar jd max,bf  aku?? Ape nih? Masa tu saye sudah dapat konfirm. Ni bukan kawan saye ni. Saye pun tanye la dia

taken from singaporelearning.com Shout Out to Nesa, Guna, Diren, Guna 2, Vimal & everyone out there who celebrates the festival of lights! Happy Deepavali! According to Wikipedia , Deepavali or Divali has a spiritual meaning of "the awareness of the inner light". Just as there are celebrations for the birthday of our physical being, Deepavali is the celebration of our inner light. The light which outshines all darkness & awakens the individual to one's true nature. Deepavali celebrates this through festive fireworks, lights, flowers, sharing of sweets, and worship. There are varying stories behind Deepavali but the essence is the same: to rejoice in the inner light. Enjoy the festivities with your friends & family! Most significantly, enjoy the long weekend!!! Oh, and do think of me fondly... because I dont get a holiday tomorrow... **sob**

After 12 days of teaching (I didn't have a weekend last weekend), I'm now in Sibu for a long-awaited weekend of rest & relaxation... Well, not quite. I'm currently working on the school magazine (finishing touches) & will submit it to the printing press tomorrow morning at 8am together with my Big Boss aka. Mr Principal. Earlier today, I spent the afternoon registering the Police Cadets of my school with the IPD so I had to take the last express to Sibu at 4pm. There were no seats left & I had to sit on the roof of the boat. Great. No, not really. I arrived in Sibu at 6pm. I went straight to my budget hotel ( Yes, I'm a poor guy without a sugar momma. ) Immediately, I jumped into the shower for a long relaxing warm water wash. After I was done, it struck me. Sheet! No towel! I opened the bathroom door, looked around & true enough. NO TOWEL!!! ( I don't bring towels with me. I don't mind using towels from 'reputable' bu

As a dutiful & loving teacher, I will perform the compulsory cliché of wishing you (students) good luck. Then, I will hide in a secret corner to snicker at the thought of the long awaited vacation time away from you after you go off for the exams. Oh, the thought of it makes me so... kihehehehe~~~ To PMR students all over Malaysia... Do your best!! taken from riggsfamilyblog.com Be sure to say a prayer before you start each test!

This is the first & last episode of the hit TV series, 4 - Season 1: The SPP Interview. The following takes places between 7am-11am. *imagine a clock ticking... tick... tick... tick...* 7-8am *imagine a husky voice narrating* My alarm clock rings. It's 7am. I wake up to find myself covered in sweat. It was a long & sleepless night. I look beside me & she's still here. I hate her. But I need her. She kept me awake all night. I reach over to crush her, but I resist the temptation. Bloody interview notes! I'm hooked on you now, but once I'm done with you, you'll be my toilet paper! I head to the bathroom. I cant bear the sight of the ghost that's staring back at me. The heavy bags under my eyes are a reminder of the hell that I went through the past weeks. I was given a desperate case to solve. I gave it all I've got. I fought with the PIPP. I roughed up the NEP. I even got high on 1Malaysia. As I put my toothbrush in m