Having life

Having a supportive better half, all I need is to get my act together, move on with my liVe.

Earning an honest living was a challenge. I’m pretty sure I’m good at selling, next job ‘came’ to me… selling moving solutions. Even though I had the slightest idea what I’m selling, I pledged to succeed whatever it takes.

‘Choose a job you love, you won’t have to work a day in your life’.

I started falling f0r my job as I met with different characters. Leaning all sorts of cultures and habits fascinates me.

I always wanted to own a business. The idea came clear after 2 years employment.

Royal Relocations were born 14th March 2002. Coincidently it’s a day after my mom’s birthday. Consider this my gift to her.


We were like babies sucking out milk bottles, 3 innocent souls preaching entrepreneurship.

We scraped through first couple of years, with scars of failure and fruits of patience. Tree of success is well groomed.

It's cool working with Nic and Vicky. Although fists were used sometimes to calm matters down. This is what brothers do, we have succeeded working 'family style'.

My career hasn't been better. This led to a hardball.

liVe...

2000, my liVe’s second turning point. At that time, clubbing was my main hobby. After 2 failed relationships, I figured it’s probably time to find someone decent.

In a disco?!?! I must be nuts. Eventually I bumped into a babe I knew from ages.

We never really talked much before, but as I laid my eyes on her on Halloween day 1999; my breath was taken away for the first time.

After ratting out my previous employment, I was broke like a broker. Bad habit, gambling.

It came down to overdue: 6 months road tax, 6 months driver’s license, 6 months car installment, 6 engine breakdowns wages a month, 4 months phone bills, 3 months cigarette and lunch money, RM 2,000 Ah Long debt, to name a few.

If someone believes in bottoms, I believe I’ve definitely been there.

Mayz matter not how I was humiliated being broke and all. We just hung out for a good company.

When we really talked, I only shared all my darker sides to her; she listened and accepted for who I am.

As the going gets tough… my mom noticed a tow truck dude (sent from the bank) awaiting my presence at our crib (luckily my little Charade was hidden far away).

Of course being a caring mom, she paid my 4-months installment.

All along, Mayz knew about my worries. ‘The sun will shine no matter how bad the storms were’, she explained.

I woke up one day and found my wallet with 200 bucks in it. I asked Mayz if she did the deed.

Dream On, she said.