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Tuesday, July 29, 2008
The Secret To Be A Millionaire
Have you ever come across books like, "10 Simple Steps To Be Rich", "Rich Dad Poor Dad", "Get Out Of Rat Race Today" and many more. All of them have the common thing, all this authors want the whole world to be as rich as them. They are so kind hearted, so eager to see millionaires in the street. By that they publish books after books, held seminars across the nation, and maybe some have their own Q&A blog for the public. All these, to help us.
Every now and then, you walk into MPH, Borders, Popular and Kinokuniya, you see the usual things, people queuing up to pay their books, children sitting on the floor near the children's section, geeks got hooked in the manga section and imaging that they are the main character with the orange hair holding a huge blade cutting demon's head into half, cool dudes leaning against the "Literature" bookshelves reciting love poems, old man at the magazine corner who turn and turn the 2d picture of a bikini woman and hope that there's a slight chance that it is 3d.
And all of sudden you come across a section, red carpeted just for you. Posters of the new book, "Get Rich Now" on your left and right, some hanging on the ceiling, and brochures on the floor. You are impressed, they use the right colours and lights, create the a special section just for that atmosphere and the best part, pictures of the author smiling with his chin resting on his right hand and he's looking at you no matter where you turn. You turned the book around, RM189.90 on the price tag, you cursed. Then you read the synopsis, and it seems like the book understands your financial situation and want to help you. And you're now facing the crucial question every man faces, to buy or not to buy. As you're thinking, you saw this "Buy now and get yourself a 20% off!" and you start asking yourself, "Tsk, I don't know...". Then you saw this, "FOR THE 1st 200 CUSTOMERS ONLY". Then you find yourself paying at the counter.
The thing is, when you got home with the book you just bought, they are telling the same old thing as all those get rich books are telling you, maybe just in a different way but the key points are the same. And you wonder what's the secret to be rich. You did everything they taught you in the book, you followed every steps they said. Oh well, maybe there's one thing you didn't really followed them exactly. They have the book and you don't. So you see how this things work? They are telling you to publish your own book on how to be rich and teach others your secret. All in one book. With a catchy title, perfect lighting and colours, the right atmosphere and a reasonable price that people will buy for a secret. You'll see your books becoming the "BEST SELLER" in a week. And that's how you'll be rich. And that's the real secret behind all those books.
Every now and then, you walk into MPH, Borders, Popular and Kinokuniya, you see the usual things, people queuing up to pay their books, children sitting on the floor near the children's section, geeks got hooked in the manga section and imaging that they are the main character with the orange hair holding a huge blade cutting demon's head into half, cool dudes leaning against the "Literature" bookshelves reciting love poems, old man at the magazine corner who turn and turn the 2d picture of a bikini woman and hope that there's a slight chance that it is 3d.
And all of sudden you come across a section, red carpeted just for you. Posters of the new book, "Get Rich Now" on your left and right, some hanging on the ceiling, and brochures on the floor. You are impressed, they use the right colours and lights, create the a special section just for that atmosphere and the best part, pictures of the author smiling with his chin resting on his right hand and he's looking at you no matter where you turn. You turned the book around, RM189.90 on the price tag, you cursed. Then you read the synopsis, and it seems like the book understands your financial situation and want to help you. And you're now facing the crucial question every man faces, to buy or not to buy. As you're thinking, you saw this "Buy now and get yourself a 20% off!" and you start asking yourself, "Tsk, I don't know...". Then you saw this, "FOR THE 1st 200 CUSTOMERS ONLY". Then you find yourself paying at the counter.
The thing is, when you got home with the book you just bought, they are telling the same old thing as all those get rich books are telling you, maybe just in a different way but the key points are the same. And you wonder what's the secret to be rich. You did everything they taught you in the book, you followed every steps they said. Oh well, maybe there's one thing you didn't really followed them exactly. They have the book and you don't. So you see how this things work? They are telling you to publish your own book on how to be rich and teach others your secret. All in one book. With a catchy title, perfect lighting and colours, the right atmosphere and a reasonable price that people will buy for a secret. You'll see your books becoming the "BEST SELLER" in a week. And that's how you'll be rich. And that's the real secret behind all those books.
Monday, July 21, 2008
Update
Well, here's an update that everyone is waiting for from me.
Where I went?
Melaka. Work. Even though some days I'm free, but I still have to find something to work. I have to be a workaholic to gain favor from someone.
What's up with me?
Lots of things happened recently. Firstly, I met a girl, she's the one.
Secondly, things happened in work place, people soliciting my client. Not really performing in sales. Selling a RM10 sticker is a huge diff selling a RM500,000 property.
What's my plan?
Work. Work. Work. In the same time, get loan to continue my degree, then maybe change job.
What's my feeling now?
Depressed. Sad. Tired. Lost.
But I believe everything happen for a reason. Especially in work, I believe all these is God's plan to mold me to be a better person, to prepare me for bigger things to come. To shape me up for the real deal. Even at times, I can't take the pressure, and problems, obstacles, troubles keep coming at me, I'll stay strong for He had overcome the world (John 16:33). I'll stand still and know that He is God.
Where I went?
Melaka. Work. Even though some days I'm free, but I still have to find something to work. I have to be a workaholic to gain favor from someone.
What's up with me?
Lots of things happened recently. Firstly, I met a girl, she's the one.
Secondly, things happened in work place, people soliciting my client. Not really performing in sales. Selling a RM10 sticker is a huge diff selling a RM500,000 property.
What's my plan?
Work. Work. Work. In the same time, get loan to continue my degree, then maybe change job.
What's my feeling now?
Depressed. Sad. Tired. Lost.
But I believe everything happen for a reason. Especially in work, I believe all these is God's plan to mold me to be a better person, to prepare me for bigger things to come. To shape me up for the real deal. Even at times, I can't take the pressure, and problems, obstacles, troubles keep coming at me, I'll stay strong for He had overcome the world (John 16:33). I'll stand still and know that He is God.
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Contest #1
Yea, that's right. This is a contest. If you been to kennysia blog recently, you will know about the Mr Potato contest. This is something similar. Just that there's no sponsors like Mr Potato or anything. All the prizes will solely sponsored by me. This is just a small contest, so don't expect like a trip to Bangkok or Phuket. But I promise you, it'll be something similar.
The contest is basically very simple. It's a cross dressing contest. If you are a guy, you just have to dress up like a girl and if you are a girl, you have to dress up like a man. It's that simple. Contest end on 25 June 2008.
Send in your pictures to anthony0707@gmail.com.
Some very important rules are:
1) You have to wear a wig
If you are a guy, no wig, you are disqualified. I don't care how attractive you are but without a wig, you are out. The following picture is a very good example of not having a wig, looking attractive but still disqualified.
You are not allowed to use your friend or anyone as your model. If you want to participate, you have to be the model.
There must be at least 10 entries before I pick the best 3. At the end of this contest, I'll post up the best 3 and you all will be my judges. Vote for your favourite. The one with the most votes will win.
And the winner will enjoy a day trip to Malacca. Food and drinks all paid for. All the food and drinks you can think of, chicken rice ball, beef ball noodle, pork satay, fried oysters, baba laksa, baba nasi lemak, Portuguese ikan bakar, Portuguese mango juice, satay celup, cendol and many more. Eat all you can.
Plus your own very personal tour guides. Unlike Kennysia, instead of just me being the tour guide. You will have 3 more. Me, Daniel, Aaron and Jhim will be your tour guides for that day. Trust me, it will be a very exciting trip for you.
And you are not going alone. You get to bring along a friend with you. 2 of you will be given RM100 for this trip, you can either use it for your petrol or buy something back from Malacca. Up to you.
So get up! Get your camera. Starting snapping pictures of yourself! Malacca, heaven of food is waiting!
The contest is basically very simple. It's a cross dressing contest. If you are a guy, you just have to dress up like a girl and if you are a girl, you have to dress up like a man. It's that simple. Contest end on 25 June 2008.
Send in your pictures to anthony0707@gmail.com.
Some very important rules are:
1) You have to wear a wig
If you are a guy, no wig, you are disqualified. I don't care how attractive you are but without a wig, you are out. The following picture is a very good example of not having a wig, looking attractive but still disqualified.
You are not allowed to use your friend or anyone as your model. If you want to participate, you have to be the model.
There must be at least 10 entries before I pick the best 3. At the end of this contest, I'll post up the best 3 and you all will be my judges. Vote for your favourite. The one with the most votes will win.
And the winner will enjoy a day trip to Malacca. Food and drinks all paid for. All the food and drinks you can think of, chicken rice ball, beef ball noodle, pork satay, fried oysters, baba laksa, baba nasi lemak, Portuguese ikan bakar, Portuguese mango juice, satay celup, cendol and many more. Eat all you can.
Plus your own very personal tour guides. Unlike Kennysia, instead of just me being the tour guide. You will have 3 more. Me, Daniel, Aaron and Jhim will be your tour guides for that day. Trust me, it will be a very exciting trip for you.
And you are not going alone. You get to bring along a friend with you. 2 of you will be given RM100 for this trip, you can either use it for your petrol or buy something back from Malacca. Up to you.
So get up! Get your camera. Starting snapping pictures of yourself! Malacca, heaven of food is waiting!
Friday, June 13, 2008
Announcement
Come back to my blog tonight at 12am. There will be a contest. The annerny.blogspot.com first contest. Be excited.
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Women Nowadays...
It was five in the evening in the heart of Kuala Lumpur. My car was just 3 inches behind a classic white Datsun, hand written "JJ 6821" on a cardboard hanging behind it's rusty back and 4 inches in front of metallic maroon Honda Accord. It was a Honda Accord 2.0 VTi with 2.0 liter R-series SOHC i-VTEC engine to be exact! To be more specific, the driver was a lady. In her late twenties I guess. A high power kind of businesswoman with a pair of very attractive eyes I would say. And ya, how about the Datsun driver you might ask. Never mind him. He is not the one I was distracted to anyway.
It was those KL's traffic jam where your car moved from point A to point B (10meters) in just, oh well, not that long, just a good 15minutes. If your bladder is full and ready to explode anytime on its own just like mine, you can double the time duration. Traffic was moving very slowly and eventually it came to a complete stop (hallelujah!). And it was the time when you can do nothing, absolutely nothing but check your message inbox, sing along with Mr Michael Buble, "Come FLY With Me" and occasionally check out Miss Mysterious Eyes in her Accord. There she was, blowing her fingernails, making calls, giggle and admiring her own nails again and again.
She was the polite and rich girl I assumed. The soft spoken type. The cover-her-mouth-when-laughing type. But I wonder how in the world she get her Accord, brand new. From her rich daddy or her rich sugar daddy? Or maybe she bought it with her own hard earned money? Fine. Let say she bought it, and I'm driving a Kenari which I borrowed earlier today. I'm jealous.
In a couple of minutes, the lane next to me started moving. I tried everything I possibly could to get into that lane, but nobody was willing to let my small car squeeze in. I had my left signal on, I was smiling and waving, I was holding up money, I was blowing kisses, I was doing everything, yet nobody even let me in.
Finally, a gentleman was kind enough to let me pull into the lane in front of him. I thought, "All right! At last I can get going!" But just as my car head pointing to that lane, the flow of the traffic in that lane stopped again, and I had to slam on the brakes. Meanwhile, my previous lane, the white Datsun, started moving! And there we go, now we have another jackarse in Kenari blocking the traffic again. The soft spoken lady I was stalking earlier, honking and and grumbling away in her car. The best part, I was honoured to judge her newly painted finger nails. No, check that. her finger NAIL. Oh, you see, she only showed me a finger, the longest one among the five. The middle one. All I can say is, it was very well manicured.
I reached home 7pm. I went straight to my toilet before saying "Hi" to my mum.
It was those KL's traffic jam where your car moved from point A to point B (10meters) in just, oh well, not that long, just a good 15minutes. If your bladder is full and ready to explode anytime on its own just like mine, you can double the time duration. Traffic was moving very slowly and eventually it came to a complete stop (hallelujah!). And it was the time when you can do nothing, absolutely nothing but check your message inbox, sing along with Mr Michael Buble, "Come FLY With Me" and occasionally check out Miss Mysterious Eyes in her Accord. There she was, blowing her fingernails, making calls, giggle and admiring her own nails again and again.
She was the polite and rich girl I assumed. The soft spoken type. The cover-her-mouth-when-laughing type. But I wonder how in the world she get her Accord, brand new. From her rich daddy or her rich sugar daddy? Or maybe she bought it with her own hard earned money? Fine. Let say she bought it, and I'm driving a Kenari which I borrowed earlier today. I'm jealous.
In a couple of minutes, the lane next to me started moving. I tried everything I possibly could to get into that lane, but nobody was willing to let my small car squeeze in. I had my left signal on, I was smiling and waving, I was holding up money, I was blowing kisses, I was doing everything, yet nobody even let me in.
Finally, a gentleman was kind enough to let me pull into the lane in front of him. I thought, "All right! At last I can get going!" But just as my car head pointing to that lane, the flow of the traffic in that lane stopped again, and I had to slam on the brakes. Meanwhile, my previous lane, the white Datsun, started moving! And there we go, now we have another jackarse in Kenari blocking the traffic again. The soft spoken lady I was stalking earlier, honking and and grumbling away in her car. The best part, I was honoured to judge her newly painted finger nails. No, check that. her finger NAIL. Oh, you see, she only showed me a finger, the longest one among the five. The middle one. All I can say is, it was very well manicured.
I reached home 7pm. I went straight to my toilet before saying "Hi" to my mum.
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