My god, i never knew his curse is this strong.

As any Keroro Gunsou Fan would know, Giroro, though manly and macho, he's the tragic clown comic relief in the series.

I just couldnt imagine the curse would carry forward to when making his head.

I pricked and cut and sliced my fingers so many times when making his hat i just dismissed it as being careless. Though to be honest, i didnt even get this much injury when making Dororo.

Then comes painting his head, i brought the wrong spray type and now he's the same colour as his hat and the paint drip mark is all over, on top of that the colour didnt even stick to the skeleton!!! So frustrated, i left it out at the back lane to dry it (Malaysian would know that between 2 rows of terres houses, theres a small back lane that seperates the 2 rows). Then came along a jolly stray dog, sniff it, and decided to mark his head as his territory, luckily i manage to shoo it off before it leaks onto Giroro's head. (imagine the scared dog tumble backwards when its leg is midair, wish i took a video of it)

Sigh, i've made his eyes, his symbol and readied Keroro's hat. Tomorow i am off to buy a new spray to repaint his head.

YAY! i finished Dororo's head... ok he didnt turned out well as i expected, but as a prototype, his imperfection will not be in vain! Next up, Giroro's head! I'm already doing his "hat". so tomorrow i am going to buy more material for his skeleton.

the first head was meant to be Kururu, since he's my favourite, but trials and error show me that i need to experiment more to perfect the head. Hence why my first head turns out to be Dororo's (he has more cloth to cover the ugliness) Gomen, Dororo! >_<

19 - 20 December, Sunway Pyramid.

Target : make all 5 keroro platoon's head
make everyone wears them and take as many photo as possible
with the words "Keroro Platoon CF invasion Success" in
Japanese.


as you can probably well see, i am having Keroro fever at the moment. I want to make Kururu's head for halloween at least!!!

As thankful and grateful as i am for having so many caring and understanding colleagues in the office, sometimes i wonder why i even bother to be understanding to some. As frustrated as i am by some, i cannot even begin to imagine the frustration and unpleasantness felt by those of more senior position with more responsibility. I really salute people like Jason or Raymond or Ayon, especially Ayon, because he can smile through the most HORRIBLE deadline, and Jason for not killing himself sooner, and Raymond for not turning into a horrible emo person.

Something happened at the office, those close to me know of my frustration. I have tried to be patient and understanding yet some continue to test my tolerance. I'm not of a senior position, in fact, most of the time i am a medium (wo)man trying to soften the blow from my leader/superior to my team mates, or to defend them when i know they could not have any more time and energy to modify something from scratch. Of course if i need to be blunt i will be; i have to be a clown if i have to; or a canteen lady for providing treats if spirits need to be lifted, as i do not have the power (like giving incentives or raise) to encourage my team mates, sometimes i even take their task and make them mine when i could have just shove the work back to them. So i do whatever that is in my power to motivate people, because honestly, this industry is harsh and heartless when it comes to deadline. Still its pointless to live life grumpy, thats why i only take 2 sec to get grumpy, move on, and continue working. Yes i rant, yes i complain, yes i show my frustration, but i never give up on my work. I may slow down, but i will shift into 5th gear very soon.

See thats my viewpoint of life, why do you frown through every situation that you know is unfair and not to your liking when you can hum a tune to lift your spirit? Part of becoming a Christian that i have learn is never to let frustration get to you and always sing a tune as you work in the darkness. I love the strength my faith brought me, and when i am down i always remind myself that God will never give you a burden too heavy to carry, He will provide you the tools to make your life easier, you just have to keep an open heart and open mind to find them. I like to sleep over my problem, and my anger and frustration goes away after i'm fully engrossed with my work. I try not to keep any grudges and remain professional, but lately that has been getting more and more difficult because they keep reminding me why i was frustrated with them in the first place.

Today i finished work at 8:40pm, so i've decided to meet up with my family for dinner at Aman Puri Damansara, just outside Station 1 Cafe.

As i parked my car and got my bag, my mistake was holding it instead of ringing it around my shoulder like i always do. As i was ready to cross the road to the restaurant. 2 indian on a motorbike was slowly approaching me. The next thing i knew i felt a tug on my bag and acting on instinct i stabbed him in the arm with my car key and yank my bag away from the motorists. The place was dimly lighted by the cafe. And i hadn't realize what happened until they speed away and their roaring engine wake me back in reality. I told my parents about it and they are glad i am just ok.

But what shocked me even more is my ability to act on instinct. I've always thought i would just froze in fear and do nothing. turns out i am more scary then i thought.

Yay i am part of the snatch thieve incident statistic now!