My New Year shopping

Once a week I get to wake up late and not worry about work.

The sight of seeing my three children playing is certainly a feast to my senses and life.

This weekend isn't typical. As usual, we went to 1Utama, but this time, we're for me.
I am not sure whether guys share the same point of view as me on shopping. See, my philosophy in shopping is,
"Women may be in the shopping mall for 7-8 hours, but haven't bought anything, cause they window shop, compare prices, or even being fickle minded. Unlike men, we knew what to get even before reaching the mall."--(now, sorry to fellow feminist, I ain't being a sexist, but it's an observation I've made.)
Don't get me wrong, I love shopping....only to get the things I love. One thing I hate the most however, is being forced to shop by others.(oh, yes.. you know who I am talking about) I HATE SHOPPING FOR CLOTHES. That's why there ain't much variety of shirts and pants. I don't complain, nor being overly particular on the way I dress. I need to be dragged to the clothes department annually..(yes... annually)

I don't mind shopping for toys, electronics, food, or clothes FOR OTHERS, but i dread shopping for clothes. I simply can't imagine myself playing model in the fitting room.

So, i sort of got my mind set and had decided what to get even before we parked our vehicle. I shall set the record for the shortest time in shopping for clothes.
But Noooo...... that decision fell in the hands of my mum and wife instead!!!

"I think we better get you more pants....Oh, check out the shirts, I think this colour suites Chee Hung better. I find is rather fascinating as I am approaching my mid 30s, yet I don't get to decide on MY CLOTHES."
I just need to document this....The price tag.

Yup, I bought 3 shirts and 3 pants. Walking out from the store was a relief. It felt like someone loosen the noose around my neck..

A budding flower or a dying flower

I would normally change the flowers in the clinic once every three days. I want the the clinic to have a livelier ambient.
Looking back, when my problem started, Ive always seek out solution to my problem. That's why I chose "Better Days" as the title of my blog. I was pretty inspired by Tupac Shakur poetic lyrics, Better Days.

Then subtitle "The rose that grew from the concrete"
I took the saying from a poem that Tupac wrote.

I have always live my life with his code. Ironically, what struck my mind was to capture a photo of a flower, and you tell me whether its a dying or just about to bloom....check out the series

What do you think, a budding flower or a dying flower....
It is, in fact, a dying flower. Without digital alteration it would look like this

My life,is like this dying flower. The smile that I wore on my face is to deceive. I feel down all the time, sad, depressed, there are times I felt my poor wife would easily find a better man as a husband. I simply do not know why? I do everything morally correct. I respect my patients, I not only treat the patients, but i spent time explaining to them what do they have, and why they had it. I think I am the only doctor who does follow up calls to check on the status of patient in this area. My intention is to heal. But why is it that the wicked, the swayed, the dishonest earns the money, while me, who believed the Hippocratic Oath down to its core isn't doing well?
As a matter of fact, I was given a year more to make this clinic productive.Otherwise, it will be closed.And I have three young kids.I feel bad cause I spent more than 10 hours a day, trying to earn a living, and missing out being a father to them.
"God, if You are  listening to me. This isnt fair.Ive abide to your teachings and I would appreciate it if I could  see the fruits while I am living, while my family is around.
Sometimes I find it hard, as even the closest amongst my family don't understand me.I am constantly subjected to blames and other verbal abuses.
Lord, I treat my patient with the most genuine of heart.Weren't you the one who asked me to serve the people and an extension to your hand in reaching out to mankind?
Like right now, eventhough the clinic closest at 7pm, it's already 7.15pm. Peace....
Lastly, I would like fellow readers to listen to this song by Amir Yusoff and Azman Warren
here.

Bipolar disorder patient can be funny when they turn psychotic

As I've been watching a lot of YouTube videos,  there are certain clips that simply unbelievably hilarious, especially when dealing with extremes of human behaviour.
 Below is a clip from Hong Kong who is totally  obsessed with "Shark' fin", just watch her when she was told the dish that she wanted was out of stock.SHE WENT  BERSERK!!!!!

Amusing? Wait..there's more!!!
These lady went snorkeling hoping to encounter with sharks. Unfortunate she did not see a single shark... again...she turned psychotic,

More videos... more...
The next lady reacted crazily when she miss boarding her flight in Hong Kong

having a good time?

Additional accessories to my MP5A5

By now you would have already know that one of my childhood fantasy was to be in the army. I can't recall the beginning of my deep interest in the military, but I know those small green army figurines was one of my favourite toy.

I spent so much on books on weaponry and warfare history. I could still remember the joy that I felt the first time I bought the MP5.
And since then, I started buying accessories, which are real. They are used by the military.My latest accessory would be the BSA red dot tactical scope.

Its solidly built with metal. The glasses are multicoated to prevent fogging, and it's water resistant. One flip at the bottom on each side of the scope opens the rubber protector.

It has three Picatinny railings built onto it, which serves to mount lasers, infrared,etc..

This particular model offers you two colours, naturally red for day, and green for night.

I got a bag to house my MP5, the 4 magazines, a Swiss Army knife, in addition I have to squeeze 3 other scopes into it.

Gee, time to look for another bag to keep the accessories, separately.
Now many may ask, if I already have 2 lasers, why should I buy a red/green dot tactical laser sights then?
For a soldier who's been sent into clandestine operations, they never use laser as portrayed in Hollywood movies as the ray of laser would give away their position. That is also why you NEVER see a sniper with a laser pointer.
While laser reflex tactical lights offers wider field of vision as compared to the cross hair of a sniper scope which is totally tunnel visioned.

How's is it possible to get my car banged by woman driver twice within 2 month

I drive a Proton Wira. Not a very big car, which means that I am able to park quite comfortably in any given  space.

As you can see fr yourselves, there is considerable space between my car and the next.

A minimum of at least 1 meter from the adjacent car. DESPITE OF THAT, some auntie actually banged my car while trying to park her Wira next to mine.The bang was so hard that I could hear it from my consultation room.

Looks more like a scratch,eh? But does bang produce scratch marks as these...I took to the mechanic store and found out the screw that holds the bumper in place were broken at three different area.
This was yeterday.
A month ago, a chinese lady attempted to park her Kancil next to mind, but instead banged my bumper that half of it literally fell on the road. What did I do, I bought duct tapes and taped it in place until the net day where  the mechanic did a good job by exchanging the broken screws and did an excellent pain job, on the girl's account of course.
Makes you wonder should you purchase a luxury car, when it can be damaged by mere accident like that.

Flower taken onthe second day

The first three were shot using a 100mm 2.8f prime lens, while the last photo was taken with mu multipurpose 18-250mm lens

Some Macro shot

My 7th cup of coffee today. These days I seem to run out of creative ideas to write about.Business is rather slow for the past few month. Here I am. I guess the only thing that i could to stimulate my mundane mind is to practice on my photography.

Immediately, after I down the 7th cup, I got up, took my keys and camera, and stood right in front of the clinic...'

I got into my car and head to nearest Indian roadside flower store.'

It was raining cats and dogs.

2 red, 2 white, 1 yellow..... The cheeky florist knew I was photos of him,so,

Spot the cheeky guy refused his face to be photographed hid his face with my bundle of flower.

Finally got the flowers back to the clinic. Did a little removal of the extra leaves, then places them nicely on a vase. 

Now, let's the photography sessions begin....

What do you think, DO you thing my photography skills has improved?

Family's Day Out

I work hard.10 hours a day, 6 days a week. In the weekend, I play....much harder.
It all begin right after clinic's close at 7pm. Family decided to have dinner at the Curve that I've been wanting for weeks, don't really know the restaurant's name but it's the only restaurant with musician in quadruplets doing their thing.

But too bad, no performance tonight. Where to have dinner then. We wanted something different for a change. Since the last time we had a meal in Italiannies,so, Italiannies it shall be.

The last time we've had our meal in this restaurant was years ago where my eldest gave us a treat before leaving for Melaka for work.

The kids really enjoyed it there. Well I enjoyed it. The decor and placing of light helps in creating a warm pleasant ambient. Their service was admirable as well.

The children were well behaved that day. Good boy and girls.
I can't help but to wonder what was the transparent yellow fluid in that tall glass container.

I looked around. Crowd was just beginning to build up. First they served a chopped  up bread.

Even the bread smell and tasted REALLY good! There are two type apparently, plain , and seasoned.
Then the waiter did something unexpected.....

As the uncapped the huge bottle containing the yellow fluid, he poured them out while mentioned that it was Olive Oil, then he mixed them up with the black sauce which was (*)*&*) vinegar, and we're supposed to dip the bread in them.
I tried it......Buekkk....Imagine eating rambutan with kicap, or durian with tomato ketchup..
Yes, it's bad. I don't know how the Italians eat it.

Immediately I placed both of these to the side. I had enough of that. Now, time for the good stuff... and this time, there better ain't be any Olive Oil and Vinegar as dippers.

This two had their dinner before leaving the house,and so they had a amusing time watching me grimace each time I swallow the dipped bread.

I took the liberty to order something .....different... Presenting...the Frozen Ocean. I wonder how people who "invented" these drinks must name them fancily.

The second drink is more subtle,Grape Shake.Which was yummilicious!

As a starter, we ordered Quattro Platter.
Then a classic pizza, which tasted nothing like the ones in PizzaHut.

While I ordered Classic Carbonara.

While my dearest wife ordered Seafood Cioppino,

Her dish appeared ready to burn the whole house down.
As soon as the food were served, I looked at wife and immediately questioned ourselves, how are we supposed to finish them all?? " You're always like that!Order a lot but cannot finish" she retorted. But in the picture, they looked deceiving small. (I am eligible to join the "lamest excuse ever" competition.

This is taken before I took the first bite...... a few chums later....

By the time I took this photo,I was about  to barf out my stomach's content.

We ended taking home the starter and the pizza.

Little Natalie up and ready to move on.


 My sole purpose in coming to Curve was this:

I love reading books, especially on politics and warfare.