Sunday, December 16, 2007

Rambles, Shambles or both?

My Favorite Video from FunnyorDie.com






http://www.warlordsthemovie.com/

I tried hard not to be idle at the moment. At least once a day I would go out to meet my friends. I rarely have the access to the internet now so suffice to say that I don’t really have a clue about things happening around the world let alone in our beloved country. You see, I don’t really watch the news or read the newspaper accept on Saturday when I buy The Star to have a look at the classifieds. But today I realize one thing, for each blog that I read, at least one movie review would be written by the blogger. So today, I decided to write a movie review as well.

Warlords

I went to watch this movie alone so you know I could concentrate on the hunkies. Well, this movie has lots of actions and I don’t care much you see. What’s important to me is that I want to see Takeshi Kaneshiro with his shirt off but since it’s a period movie and the setting is during the winter so of course Takeshi Kaneshiro couldn’t take his shirt off and I think life is so focking unfair right or he might die of pneumonia. I like the poster very much you know. At first I thought Andy Lau is so hunky in this movie right but after a while I think Jet Li is hunkier. But all along I know Takeshi Kaneshiro is the hunkiest. I love you Takeshi Kanena. Muah! Muah!

The only woman in this movie is the girl that I don’t know about. Like I focking care whether she’s hot or not but thank god she could act. Well why should I bothered right? So long as I could see Andy Lau, Takeshi Kaneshiro and Jet Li in one movie than I’ll be more than happy to spend my Friday night in GSC Berjaya Times Square to watch them in action. This movie is basically about brotherhood right. Jet Li lose his army in a war then he meets Andy Lau and Takeshi Kaneshiro who are bandits then they take him as their brother after he slashes off a man’s throat. I find it to be so sexy when Jet Li says: Remember my face. Have your revenge in the next life. Or something likes it. Jet Li is the highly ambitious among them three, Andy Lau is the one with the girl that Jet Li also loves and the girl loves them both but she loves Jet Li more but Andy Lau doesn’t know that because he’s busy robbing the army to get their food provisions and Takeshi Kaneshiro is the one who ever so loyal to the oath that he’s willing to do anything to sustain the brotherhood and seriously into the brotherhood and all. Then comes the girl, the wars and everything in between that make them grow apart and become enemy. Jet Li wants to win the war and ever the usual follow your nose type, Andy Lau wants to be the hero and Takeshi Kaneshiro totally rocks as Jet Li’s right man but still want to be brother with Andy Lau whom Jet Li thought wants to steal the limelight from him. There a lots of war scenes right and you can see some of the tactics used to be a bit over the top. Luckily at that time they couldn’t sue people or else the empress might have lost all her money for all the armies and their families might want to sue the empress for sending them to battle for years and have to starve for months because of the strategy is to surround the city until the other party surrender. Whatever! Like I care right?

What I like about the movie is its fast and I don’t feel bored right. It shows some focking gore actions and I totally love the war’s scene. But I shall give the movie 5 stars for it have the most close ups of Takeshi Kaneshiro. Yeayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy! The narration is also done by Takeshi Kaneshiro. His voice is so manly right but I thank god for he has stops singing. At the end of the movie you will find that there is no black or white but only shade of grey.


updated 17/12/07 Promo for my BF Liew Seng Tat

His movie opens in GSC 20 Dec 2007




Monday, December 10, 2007

Quick updates

This is a quick one as I'm using little miss sunshine's laptop who is now sleeping like a log at 3am.

Birthday

To my partner in crime, Faye, who was the 1st one to wish me Happy Birthday through sms.Harap ko bahagia ngan Hide yek? :P

Big Tq to Aidah, Jaja and Aliya who had come out with the dinner plan on my birthday's eve. The cupcakes were so yummy, me like! The presents were nice but the cards were even nicer! xoxo to u girls!

To Hazera who invited me to come along to watch across the universe on my big day, I can tell u one thing, I didn't feel any regrets having to drive to fetch u up at 9am though I didn't sleep the whole nite because Across the Universe was definitely worth watching. Huggies to u!

Habri, tengkius for the Across The Universe Deluxe Edition CD...Mak suka okes!

Fadz, thanx a lot for the books..Will definitely try hard to finish asain :P

Last but not least, to little miss sunshine, bushy, oatte for the fucking crazy time at the karaoke and dinner..Next time aku nyanyi lagu kak Melah okes?

Special shout out to bushy who had party for me birthday..giler babeng best spaghetti ko..presentation aku kasi 11/10..tak sampai ati nak makan coz makanan cute2 belaka..

Movie

What would the projectionist do when he realize that the movie playing is uncensored? He shut the projection with his hand harhar har. Went to watch euro film fest with habri,hazera and oatte the other day. In the movie store planner one of the characters works as a hooker and she was washing the dildos while singing.I was enjoying the movie and my brain was applauding our censorship board for being a bit lenient towards this movie when the screen suddenly went blank.Oh my!Kudos to the projectionist who acted fast in order not to pollute the minds of 10+ patrons who watched the movie.

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Misión Cumplida


I was at the clash of the titans yesterday. Pics will be uploaded as soon as me girlfriend found the camera cable and send the pics to me. :)


It’s been a month without any posting so I had to struggle to update my blog today. Hence the title.



Kekure on Work


I am on emergency leave today. Second time since I started working in the new company. When you have to do things that are repetitive day in and day out then I suppose you will also be doing the same thing? Taking unofficial day off like emergency leave will be a norm. Trust me.

My contract is going to end in 2 weeks and I have informed my manic superior that I have no slightest intention to continue for another month. 3 months is enough for me. My brain is dead and I am losing my capability to think out of the box. Literally!

Come to think of it, I shall write about my superior then. At least I could lessen the urge to throw her out of the window from the 36th floor everyday when I go to work and have to see her sour face. She really is a devil and I am the 6th persons who have to work with her and feel bullied everyday. Well, one girl just left after working with her for one day. I think that’s enough to prove how mean she could be. (Note: Please refer to my last post on my VP. The superior’s evilness is 100 times higher than hers or they both could be at the same level at times depending on the seriousness of the issues that they both have to settle for the board of directors).


She screamed at me the other day for she felt that I have opted not to communicate with her which is true. When I first joined in the department, she kept repeating to me that I shall never mingle with others as she is afraid that my mind could easily be poisoned. In a way she is always so manipulative that she told me sometime ago about lots of people have lodged complaints against me at the Employee Relations Unit. I happened to see our HR Manager at the surau and asked her about it. The reply that I got was my superior is a psychotic and love to make things up so that people will follow her lead. No one lodged complaints against me and she simply made things up so that I would work until my brain had hemorrhage and I collapsed to death for.


Another thing is that she always treats me and demands me to work as her secretary which I am not. She is not entitled for a secretary but you know how a control freak could be. So I was hired to be her secretary cum department administrator cum junior clerk cum document controller cum dispatch as I would have to go to Bursa Malaysia to send documents. I don’t really mind having to go to Bursa as I could take some time off to go t o JCO hahahahha. It really is wearisome not only to do things that you are not hired for but also doing simple repetitive tasks like photocopying or sending documents which is no brainy job. I had the guts to tell her the other day when she complained about how my ex bosses had given me good recommendations during the background check before the company hired me. She felt like my ex bosses had bluffed about my reputations and thus I was not as good as she expected me to be. I tried to let my frustration out with so much carefulness for I was scared that as a woman her delicate feelings could easily be hurt.

No matter how hard I tried not to make her mad, I was fighting a losing battle. When she asked me why she couldn’t bring out the best in me, I simply said to her that the tasks given were no brainy jobs and she was supposed to hire a junior clerk or a fresh graduate instead. But as I mentioned before that she is a manipulator, she answered by saying that I haven’t learnt the whole process in the department which really annoys me. How long do I have to do the photocopying and walking around sending the doecuments from 25th floor to the 40th floor? And with that I told her that I longer interested to work there and I shall end my 3 months contract and it would be best if she could find a replacement so that I could do a proper hand over. Till today, no replacement is found and perhaps they would have to wait for another 50 candidates to come for interview since there is one position as technical writer that has been vacant for months and HR managed to get 50 candidates but all of them had been rejected by her. Among her excuses were : the candidate is a psychopath, she looks damn weird and the girl doesn't know how to speak good english.

Kekure on What in the magazine


I finally got my copy of Off The Edge magazine after waiting for quite sometime. It’s the only magazine that I try hard not to miss lately. Well as we grow older of course our taste in reading materials will also change along with the elasticity of our skin and the fine lines that never fails to appear and the first grey hair that would scare the daylight out of you.

I know I hardly write anything decent or worth reading or a far cry from discussing a serious matter. But today I can’t help it but to write about the cover story of the magazine : Citizen Nurhaliza Is Siti the only impeccable role model left in Malaysian public life?

impeccable
adjective
perfect, with no problems or bad parts:
impeccable taste/manners/credentials
His English is impeccable.


I mean, seriously. Is it true that she’s the only role model left? If it’s true then I truly feel sorry that on our 50th day or Merdeka we only have Siti to be hailed as our role model. I have nothing against her nor looking down on her for not being able to speak English like some of my friends suspect. But why does it have to be Siti? I have lots of other people that I believe could easily pass as impeccable role model. I wish someone could enlighten me on this matter.

I went to watch P Ramlee the musical with a few friends. Siti was acting in it as Azizah. Without having any expectations on the musical as I am still in love with Puteri Gunung Ledang which I believe left very big shoes to fill in, I waited for Siti. I wasn’t that impress by her acting though for some people her beautiful voice could make up for such a bad acting.

Melissa Saila completely blew my mind. Kudos to her for being so bitchy! It seemed like the critics had proven themselves wrong by saying that she is the weakest link in the musical. I guess I don’t need to mention who is the weakest of them all.

It is sad to think that we don’t have any impeccable role models left to be proud of.


Kekure in melancholic mode

November is here again and as usual I will always try not to look at the calendar. So many things happened in November in years that passed. At times I feel like the song entitled November Rain sung by G n R was actually written for me kwang3. Any how, it’s already 3 years since abah passed away and one of my bff’s wedding anniversaries. I supposed my bff (or perhaps former bff) celebrated the anniversary with a bang as he now has a new member in his family. Congratulations!

Shadow Of The Day - Linkin Park

I close both locks below the window
I close both blinds and turn away
Sometimes solutions aren't so simple
Sometimes good bye's the only away

And the sun will set for you
The sun will set for you
And the shadow of the day
Will embrace the world in grey
And the sun will set for you

In cards and flowers on your window
Your friends all plead for you to stay
Sometimes beginnings aren't so simple
Sometimes good bye's the only way

And the sun will set for you
The sun will set for you
And the shadow of the day
Will embrace the world in grey
And the sun will set for you
And the shadow of the day
Will embrace the world in grey
And the sun will set for you
And the shadow of the day
Will embrace the world in grey
And the sun will set for you

Monday, October 22, 2007

For the singles out there

Munajat Cinta - The Rock Feat Ahmad Dhani

here's the lyric so that you can sing along

Malam ini ku sendiri

tak ada yang menemani

seperti malam malam

yang sudah sudah

Hati ini selalu sepi

Tak ada yang menghiasi

Seperti cinta ini

Yang slalu pupus

Tuhan kirimkanlah aku

Kekasih yang baik hati

Yang mencintai aku

Apa adanya…

Mawar ini semakin layu

Tak ada yang memiliki

Seperti aku ini

Semakin pupus…

Saturday, October 20, 2007

Selamat Hari Raya!


Hope everyone had a merry raya. I know mine was merry since I spent most of time playing Worms 4 on my nephews PS2.Since I haven’t update the blog for quite some time of course I have too many things to write about so I’ll start with the story at work.

Work

I was given an earlier leave from my boss since she was going to take her leave starting from Tuesday. It was such a relief at first when I came to learn that I’d be free from stress and what not for 4 days when my boss suddenly dropped the bomb. I was about to relieve the VP’s secretary for 2 days. When you become the VP’s secretary, one day is enough to make you go home, break down and cry for the next 48 hours.

You see, I was hired to do a very a different job scope which I was more than happy to accept and was willing to put the money matters aside since I thought I could learn lots of other things in document control in public listed company environment. Alas, I have learnt nothing more than basics and I have to become “minah dispatch” where I have to run around sending documents to directors (the building is up to 42nd floor and the directors are scattered all over the building), an administrator and a secretary as well, which I really loathe. Me? Secretary? The boss really must be on drugs.

I was early on the 1st day I relieved the secretary for the VP. Since our VP is really a perfectionist which means that I have to boil her water and ensure that it is lukewarm by the time she gets in the office, the newspapers must be laid neatly on her desk in consequence (the star on top followed by daily finance at the bottom), her cups must be dry and clean and pc is on. I was so nervous that I couldn’t stop moving around. There were only 8 people in the office and none of the secretaries worked on that day so I had no one to run to.

As she walked in she looked as if she had woken up on the wrong side of the bed. Not 5 minutes in the office, she already shouted on things that I need to do for her that morning which includes buying her brunch. She wrote down the instructions on how to prepare her sandwich which I had to bring to the café downstairs. And yes you guessed it; I had to clean up her mess as well. I had been told by a senior secretary that before there was a girl who reported to work and left the very next day because she couldn’t stand the VP’s behavior. So far, she had about 6 secretaries and only 1 that could stand her and has been her secretary for 6 months now. Wonder what is the secret to be her secretary? Just act like a dog. When she throws thing at you just fetch and after a while when she calls you run back as fast as you could back to her. And yes I was totally exhausted from playing fetch with her for 2 days

I tried to put on some positive attitude before I get to work on the second day since one senior secretary who is on the next cubicle would be in. When I got there she had already helped me to boil the water and everything else so I only had to wait for the VP to come in.

She looked calmer and fresher that morning as she came straight from the gym. I was thinking that she must be on a good mood and it’d be a hell lot easier to work with her that day. I hate it when my thought was proven wrong. I went white when I heard her shouting my name though I was seated right at her door. It turned out that the cleaner had turned on her cup heating pad though there was no water in it and her favourite mug had cracked. I didn’t dare going near her though she asked me to do so that I could see the cracks on her mug for fear that she might throw the mug to my head. I would never want to take such a risk with someone who has a reputation with her staff. And for the rest of the day she had asked me to wash her cups, threw away her food and ran around to send her documents. Nazrul, if you area reading this well I must admit that this one woman really need to get laid so that she wouldn’t be that intense.

Because of the seating arrangement, I have always been mistaken as receptionist and people keep coming to my desk to ask where is this person seating (which I would give a very vague direction like he’s at the back there or just go straight and turn left since I don’t know more than 5 persons other than those in my department) or can you open the door for me please. This is rather annoying especially when my boss wants me to do things urgently and I would have to run to open the door with my access card. Oh by the way I have to use my access card to go into the toilet. Cool huh?

Hari Raya

Nothing new on hari raya at home this year. Kojeh and I decided to go to the surau in our housing area for raya prayer. Well, it was a big mistake. We had never bothered to go to the surau before as we usually prefer to go somewhere else. According to info given by mum, the raya prayer would be held at 8.30am and the kids were so excited to go that they had been ready since 7am.

We were quite early and got to be on the first ‘saf’. Kojeh was relieved since she thought that the surau would be full as we arrived there at 8.30am. Now, this is the bit where we concluded that it was a big mistake to go there. We had been told again and again that we should not brought kak chik which is only 8 years old to the raya prayer since the eldest (makcik-makcik pah bedah kesemuanya) feared that she might interrupted us all. Kojeh whose patience is as thin as mine quickly ushered kak chik to sit at the very end of the saf which was next to the door. I jokingly told Kojeh that if there was another elder persn coming over to talk to us about kak chik, we could just dash off since the door was near.

Then the fashion show began which was quite a delight. It started with Makcik A (name is undisclosed to protect privacy, in case their children happen to read this blog) who went around to seek forgiveness from her friends who happened to be seating next to us. She started of by telling them how she almost have to wear her old clothes since the tailor had yet to finish sewing up her new clothes a day before raya. She the proceeded by telling them that she had to sew it up herself and showed them how good it turned up to be. Then came the best part. Jeng!Jeng!Jeng!.

Makcik X : Amboi! Telekung baru ke nokz? Kilat-kilat gittew. Mak suka!
(Is that new telekung? I like!)
Makcik A : A’ah uolls. Anak mak belikan kat Bandung masa dia holiday hari tu.
(Yes it is. My daughter bought them when she went to Bandung for a holiday)
Makcik K : Wah!Bling bling baru! Laki kau beli ke nokz?
(Wow! New jewellery. Did your husband bought it for you?)
Makcik A : Biasa la. Da namanya raya kan nokz?Gelang nie satu set dengan rantai sekali (sambil menyelak telekung untuk menunjukkan rantai baru setebal jari kelingking dengan memek muka lihatlah dunia barang kemas baru aku nie)
(Well it is hari raya of course. The bracelet is actually one set with the necklace)

It would be the first and the last time that we’d go to the surau. Next raya we'll definitely go to the mosque near Kojeh’s house. Free from annoying eldest, drama queen and what not!


Music

To the music lovers out there, do check out Anuar Zain's latest album. It's worth the wait! Here's my fave song from the album.

Pic courtesy of anuar-zain.com





Anuar Zain - Ketulusan Hati

Cintaku tak berdusta

Tak mengenal ingkar

Tak kenal nestapa

Cintaku hanya indah

Hanya bahagia untuk selamanya

Apa yang kurasakan ini

Persembahan untuk dirimu

Kau biarkan kasihku

Mencintaimu tak mengenal waktu

Tak mengenal puitis hanya tulusnya hati

Mencintaimu tak mengenal ragu

Keyakinan hatiku hanya untuk dirimu selalu

Cintaku tak berdusta

Tak mengenal ingkar

Tak kenal nestapa

Tak ada seribu janji

Hanya bahagia untuk selamanya

Apa yang kurasakan ini

Persembahan untuk dirimu

Kau benarkan kasihku

Mencintaimu tak mengenal waktu

Tak mengenal puitis hanya tulusnya hati

Mencintaimu tak mengenal ragu

Keyakinan hatiku hanya untuk dirimu selalu

Apa yang kurasakan ini

Persembahan untuk dirimu

Kau dengarkan kasihku

Mencintaimu tak mengenal waktu

Tak mengenal puitis hanya tulusnya hati

Mencintaimu tak mengenal ragu

Keyakinan hatiku hanya untuk dirimu selalu

Tuesday, October 02, 2007

Faithful Departed

Meet Uncle Hussain consists of Lan (Lead Vocals/Guitar), Taja (Guitar/Vocals), Afat (Bass/Vocals) and Kudux (Drums)..

Tiada bintangDapat menerangkan hati yang telah dicelah
Bagaiku lumpuh tak mampu berdiri
Aku, tetap begini
Takkan berubah kerna aku tetap aku
Dan alur hidupmu bukanlah aku
Guna hati akal dan fikiranmu

Berbeza
Kau dan juga aku
Dua hati yang tak mungkin bersatu
Adakah aku

Hanya boneka yang sering engkau mainkan
Yang dikawal oleh jari-jarimu
Ku punya hati dan perasaan pernahkah engkau fikirkan
Cukup cukuplah oh cukuplah
Tak tahan tak tahan

Sabarku tak tertahan
Melayan sikapmu perawan
Berbeza berbeza
Kau dan aku berbeza
Kita memang tak serupa
Bebaskan bebaskan
Ku ingin dilepaskan
Kita tidak sehaluan
Cukuplah sudahlah
Sampai di sini saja
Hubungan kita berdua

My grandfather passed away last Wednesday. I was waiting for the break fast time when I got a phone call at exactly 7pm. Tukwan was quite ill a few days before but mum had deterred me from coming home. She said there’s nothing for you to worry about. I knew deep down that she was comforting no one but herself. Alas, just like abah, tukwan met his maker in his sleep while mum and cu was busy preparing the meal. When I got home, Mum was composed as always whilst Kojeh and Gebob as always cried until their eyes swollen and became big like goldfish.


I had a very close relationship with my Tukwan. When I was small I used to spend my weekends at his place. We would cycled 15kms every week to his favourite day market to see his friends and bought some groceries. Came the day I went to boarding school, he passed me some envelopes with stamps so that I could write to him every week. Well it was way before we had the internet and the mobile phone so among the mean of communications would be writing in He actually wrote more letters to me than my parents. He never failed to send me his letters though there’d be some weeks when I was too busy and couldn’t find the time to write. I still have his letters in my secret chest at home together with some hair pins that he bought when I was small.

During the funeral it was the sunniest day that I could remember with some breeze to soothe us that gathered at the cemetery. The sky was blue with birds chirping at the nearby tree that shading me from the hot sun. As my uncle read out the talqin my mind was processing the images that I could remember of him. When the funeral ended I saw some of Tukwan’s friends that I knew of from my childhood at the cemetery and it was sad to hear them saying to my mum that it was a great loss not only for the family but his friends as well.

To be honest, I was relieved. And I supposed that was why a few close friends were worried that I was so composed when I called them up to tell them the news. No soul could stand seeing him lying on the bed while staring blankly at the ceiling. Tukwan was paralyzed from waist down and had Alzheimer and I believe that god loves him more and that is why he is now in a better place.
Al-fatihah

Friday, September 21, 2007

Va te faire voir

wish he was my boss


For some of you that have not known, yours truly is no longer unemployed. Sorry that you would have to learn the news through my blog. Suffice to say that I like the job but not the environment LOL. But since a whole lot of people that I know of kept saying hey just go, give it a try and see how it goes then I did go and I knew from the start that there’s must be something wrong with the position Well, I’ve been there for 2 weeks now and I suppose I had a very good idea on this company. Oh, by the way this position is supposed to be a temporary position to permanent, if everything goes well. Which I kind of doubt based on the financial siatuation of the company.

When I was 1st called in for the interview I was told that the position is as similar as my previous post. At the time I thought well I could learn lots of things as they have ISO this ISO that. The funny thing is my second interview was conducted after I had accepted the job verbally. Odd you say? Wait till you have read more.

In the second interview I had to wait 1 hour for the interviewer and another 1 1/12 hour for interview. Luckily I keep my book handy. I was then asked to describe my job scope in my previous position and I even got my handwriting analyzed by the interviewer which is now my HOD. “waaaaaaaaa you tend to stress on letters like f ar l ar..you must be really go getter right?” I was about to answer yes I have a tendency to stress on these 2 letters because I am most likely to mutter f*** lu under my breath but no, no, no, I politely answered, “Yes, I am such a go getter that will benefit the company and that is why I should be hired” and with that I had drove the final nail of my own coffin. *sigh*


(Note to self:
1. If a company is popular and always been mentioned in the news it doesn’t mean that they'd give you a good package
2. Your position’s name is designed to mislead you on your jobscope
Darn!)

It’s kind of bored since there is no I repeat NO CUTE GUY in the same floor which is a very big turn off for yours truly. The good news is in these few weeks a group of lawyers and auditors are there for some corporate exercise so at least I could still have a bit of motivation to go to work everyday. One more thing is that I am in an all girl department which is known as COSEC. Knowing me you would have guessed that I would mispronounce it sooner or later as COSEX. It sounds somewhat of an orgy party don't you think? Luckily I was not charged with sexual harassment act as I had signed an agreement to adhere to the act. Duh!

Books

Managed to finish 3 books this week. I believe that I did a lot of reading to get rid of the stress from this so called stress free job.

1. Talk to the snail by Stephen Clarke

He’s one of my favourite authors. After finishing this book in my humble opinion that those who in contacts with the French could really relate to the book. And not forgetting those sarong party girls who always hunt them down at clubs or anywhere applicable will definitely learn a lot and should be able to come up with somewhat intelligent plot to marry French. But it would still be an enjoyable read especially if you want to learn how to curse in other languages which would benefit you tremendously especially at work as there is a section at every end of the chapters where the author lists down the common phrases used by French.

2. Pontianak with survival guidelines by Nambai

I don’t really read humor books written by Malaysian authors but I think Nambai had made a very good attempt with this book. A must read if you wish to camp in the wood I suppose. There might be some tips that would become handy! Who knows?

3. Malaysian Politicians Say The Darndest Things by Amir Muhammad

If you read Off The Edge then you might have read some of the phrases in the book which was excerpted in the magazine. It’s a collection of quotes from our beloved ministers from over 3 decades. With every quote there would be explanations of how, where and why the quotes were said. It was a great help in order for us to really understand what the quote is about and why it is categorized as darndest. I would have to agree with lots of other Malaysian’s out there that lagu IT is the most annoying song of the 1990s.

Talking about song, I would like to start a campaign to stop radio stations from playing Sean Kingston’s song, Beautiful Girl during the morning rush hour. Really kills my mood ok? We already have Akon why should we need another singer with suara sengau itik serati itu? Hehehehehe

Movies

Nagabonar 2

PLEASE WATCH IT AT THE CINEMA OR EVEN BETTER IF YOU COULD BORROW THE DVD FRO YOUR FRIEND (just like I did hehehe). It’s definitely good. I like! "Apa kata dunia?"

Setinggan

It’s one of my all time fave and watched it while waiting for iftar. Really brought back the memory. Kudos to Aziz Satar for his great effort to direct the movie. Bravo Pak Aziz!


How Far We've Come - Matchbox 20

Waking up at the start of the end of the world

But it's feeling just like every other morning before

I wonder what my life is gonna mean if it's gone

The cars are moving like a half a mile an hour if that

Started staring at the passengers waving goodbye

Can you tell me what was ever really special about me all this time

But I believe the world

Is burning to the ground

Oh well I guess

We're gonna find out

Let's see how far we've come

Let's see how far we've come

I believe it all

Is coming to an end

Oh well I guess we're gonna pretend

Let's see how far we've come

Let's see how far we've come

I think it turned ten o'clock but

I don't really know

I can't remember caring for an hour or so

Started crying and I couldn't stop myself

I started running but there's nowhere to run

I sat down on the street, took a look at

Said where you going man you know the world is heading for hell

Say your goodbyes if you've got someone you can

Say goodbye to I believe the world

Is burning to the ground

well I guess

We're gonna find out

see how far we've come (right now)

see how far we've come

I believe it all

coming to an end

well I guess we're gonna pretend

Let's see how far we've come

Let's see how far we've come

gone gone baby it's all gone

is no one on the corner and there’s no one at home

was cool cool, it was just all cool

it’s over for me and it’s over for you

Well it's gone gone baby it's all gone

is no one on the corner and there’s no one at home

it was cool cool, it was just all cool

Now it’s over for me and it’s over for you

I believe the world Is burning to the ground

Oh well I guess

We're gonna find out

Let's see how far we've come

Let’s see how far we’ve come

Well I believe it all Is coming to an end

Oh well I guess we're gonna pretend

Let's see how far we've come

Wednesday, August 29, 2007

gloomy

pic courtesy of azrulhelmi.com

Kisah Tak Sempurna - Samsons


Aku memang tak berhati besar

Untuk memahami

Hatimu disana

Aku memang tak berlapang dada

Untuk menyadari

Kau bukan milikku lagi

Dengar dengarkan aku

Aku akan bertahan sampai kapanpun

Sampai kapanpun

Wow.. wow?

Maafkan aku

Yang tak sempurna tuk dirimu

Usailah sudah kisah yang tak sempurna

Untuk kita kenang

Andai aku dapat merelakan

Setiap kepingan

Butiran kenangan indah

Andai aku sanggup menjalani

Setiap detik

Dan waktu mendatang

Thursday, August 23, 2007

Would you like to see the face of death?



Oh Boy, about a month with no updates.

Well, pretty much nothing to write about. I’m leading a very simple and mundane life, with a very healthy dose of outing with friends throughout the week. A friend said to me the other day : I wonder how you could still be composed after not having a job all this while. Well I suppose I have passed the stress phase which the shelf life would only last about 12 days if I’m not mistaken. I suppose I have gone through too many phases and what’s left of me would be a small sense of hope that I hold on tightly and guarded with my life.

A few incidents happened that I believe would be worth sharing

It was raining heavily that day. It was so heavy that you couldn’t really make out things in front of you. I was crossing the road to meet up with my little miss sunshine who was in the clinic not that far from where I parked the car. I looked to my right and my brain had sent out the signal that it was safe to cross the road. Alas, after a few steps I heard a screeching sound followed by a thud.

Yes, I had been hit by a van and at that time I remembered what Emma Ai (Hell Girl) said again and again: would you like to see the face of death?. Only after a while I realized that the children inside the van was screaming after seeing me froze right in front of the van while holding my umbrella. It was not a happy sight I reckon. I supposed the driver didn’t see me crossing the road at that time. I would like to apologize to the kids in the van for such a traumatic experience on that day. But please don’t contact Emma Ai to seek your revenge towards me! I left the scene soaking wet with some bruises and never felt so alive. Perhaps, it was a sign from God : Life is not a dog’s life. Put a brave face and embrace it!

Not only I had been hit by a van but I had also been conned during my job interview. I felt humiliated at first but come to think of it, it realized that it was part of a funny business. It all started when I attended an interview as an event executive and managed to land myself the so called second interview (notice the word so called).

So the day came for the so called second interview and I had a hunch that something would terribly be wronged.When I was there for the first interview the place was so empty that they only had a few chairs and a receptionist cubicle. I asked the receptionist about this and she coolly said that they was supposed to satrt renovating soon enough. I was introduced to my so called trainer by my interviewer in the 1st round of interview when I got there. I was then informed to go to Kepong with the trainer to start my 2nd round of interview which would be the whole day. I was supposed to show my willingness and drive to work with the company. The trainer was a chatty gal and I was not that eager to share so much info about myself. Besides she had a very funny accent that I couldn’t really grasp (my brain is not as active as it used too. So if I took more than 30 seconds to reply your answer don’t blame me. Blame my brain neurons instead!)

When we got to Kepong we had our breakfast in a Chinese restaurant that really was packed. It sort of like brought back some memories that I had when I was little. I was brought up in a housing area which had many Chinese as it was actually a Chinese village that had been developed as a housing estate. My dad used to take me to the Chinese restaurants around the housing area when he wanted to hang out with his Chinese friends from the neighbourhood. My favourite drink back then before I was introduced to star bucks and coffee bean, would be kopi o beng. I would waited patiently for my dad and his friends to finish up their drinks so that I could get back to the house to see my friends and tell them about the pork’s and the ducks hanging in front the shop that I saw at the Chinese restaurants. Hahaahahahhahaha. ( No offence to any pork’s and ducks lovers out there.)

And my hunch was right. There is something fishy about the whole thing called 2nd interview. I was supposedly did the market survey hence selling the perfume to the customers. Well, the job is exactly like the salesperson selling perfume and what not to you while you’re having your meal at the mamak stall or wherever applicable. I was dumbfounded and thanks to my brain I managed to come out with an idea. I told the trainer that I had to leave early since I had to attend another interview in KLCC. Before I left the trainer said that she was quite pissed off since I didn’t have any questions to ask about the job. I tried hard to mum the words that one doesn’t need to be a rocket scientist to know that one had been conned with the glossy ads about the job. But hey it’s not so me to be rude towards others. So I said to her nicely and patiently that since I had a background in retail so I could easily grasp the idea of how to do the job. With that answer I was off the hook and I drove back home to my little miss sunshine and we had a good laugh.

After seeing how stressful and at times embarrassing the work could be, I would have to take my hat off to the trainer and the other guy who had been doing this job for 3 months. May they all become a successful entrepreneur soon!


Books

I’ve been spending my time this wek reading 2 Malay novels.

Aliya Elyana
I finished the book in 1 seating. It was a good writing with some sense of humor and great graphics as well. The book is mainly about a twin who have special gift (ESP not to be confused with ESPN you dork). They both have a clash personality but in the end they overcome their differences to save each other’s butts. A good read I must say but I don’t really like the ending (somebody’s going to kill me for saying that).


Konspirasi
It’s actually an e book but had been printed by Karyanet as a limited edition. As the writer said when he read the prolog in the 3rd Maskara last week, the prolog was actually introducing one of the characters in the book. Very well said I suppose. I’m no big fan of conspiracy theory or any other theories about how the alien would be saving us on the dooms day like in scientology (except for when David Duchovny was in X-Files because he managed to convince me about the UFO and everything just by looking into my eyes literally). It was fast paced and not tends to be draggy so I suppose that was why I managed to finish it up in no time (or mainly because I don’t have any other things to do besides of reading hehehe).

To those who had helped me out by sending in smses and emails about the vacancies posted by their friends’ or in their office etc, thank you so much. I don’t think that I’d be able to repay you guys but I believe that God will definitely repay you in so many ways.

Thursday, July 19, 2007

Epigram? No?

This isn’t just an epigram - life is much more successfully looked at from a single window, after all.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
The Great Gatsby

I was walking down the street on a Tuesday afternoon the other day to find something to munch. It was a hot day I must say. Before I continue i would like to thank the Brits for colonizing Malaya thus leaving behind a very much appraised legacy: minum teh di waktu petang. The most celebrated time of the day for those who work in the government. But I hope with the increment that they had recently, they’d have no more time to have a very long tea break as last I heard Pak Lah had asked them to increase their productivity as well.

During my quest for the crunchy keropok lekor, suddenly I heard a cry of joy from a bunch people from the other side of the road. A few people were gathering around a man in a car. I finally knew why when a man with so much gusto in his voice was congratulating the man in the car for he had won a 10k lucky draw.

For a moment, I wished I was the man who had been dubbed as a lucky draw winner though it was a rip off for I miss something that we call hope, dearly.

Saturday, July 07, 2007

Knickerbocker glory anyone?

There’s so much hype about 070707. What with the live earth concert on TV, people getting married everywhere in the world, yada yada yada, and what not. Just to blend in with lots of other human in the blogging world, then I suppose I should write something for the sake of having a posting on 070707. So I decided to write in Bahasa Malaysia as the Merdeka Day is just around the corner. Well, here it goes.

Nota :

1.Masa menulis nie aku alih bahasakan ayat yg terbentuk di otak dlm bahasa Inggeris ke bahasa Malaysia. Tak perlu hiraukan kesalahan tatabahasa aku kerana aku tahu yang aku memang tak faham bahasa Malaysia.

2. Fadz,jangan saman saya. Saya janji saya akan lebih banyak membaca buku bahasa Malaysia.

Kenapa saya Tidak Boleh Tidur

Dah 4 malam aku tak dapat tidur. Entah kenapa agaknya. Tiap malam aku baring di katil bermula dari pukul 1am sambil memandang siling. 2am aku mula baca buku sampai 3am, selepas tu aku mula tengok tv layan kartun dan THS CH76 ASTEROK sampai subuh. Selepas 2 hari aku rasa otak aku makin lambat pick-up. Aku mula cuak bila aku rasa pergerakan di sekeliling aku dah jadi gambar gerak perlahan. Paling senang cerita, lebih kurang gambar gerak perlahan Gaban menukar baju dlm masa 0.03 saat. Bila aku ceritakan permasalahan aku (ya aku tahu masalah aku ni agak remeh berbanding sarkis cinta 3 segi Erra Fazira-Hans Isaac- Engku Emran yg terpampang di surat khabar dan ruangan gossip kegemaran aku di alam maya) kepada geng aku, banyak hipotesis yg aku dapat.

Berikut adalah senarai hipotesis yang menarik untuk di perbincangkan dan di perhalusi secara amnya :

1. Tekanan perasaan akibat tidak mendapat sebarang panggilan temuduga
Aku rasa mungkin ada betulnya jugak. Berpinar mata aku baca iklan kat surat khabar dan internet. Setakat The Star tu, pagi-pagi Sabtu tu aku dah turun ke 7-11 rumah aku gi beli.Takpe, aku sabar lagi nie sesabarnya Sabariah dalam filem P Ramlee yg aku tak pernah ingat tajuknya tu. Usaha itu tangga kejayaan.

2. Aku rasa ko perlu kawin segera sebab ko sunyi duduk rumah sensorang
Ini hipotesis dari seseorang yang banyak aku habiskan masa senggang bersama walaupun ada yg cakap rumah aku lg best dr rumah hamba Allah sorang ni.Betul!Rumah saya bessssssssssst. Jangan tanya aku kenapa aku selalu lepak dengan dia walaupun ada masanya aku terasa macam nak bunuh ikan-ikan afrikanya tu (dia akuarist yg lebih gigih dari aku dengan hiasan batu karang bagai) bila dia mula membebel macam ayam. Atau bila dia tak letakkan pinggan dalam sinki lepas makan. Atau bila dia tak nak tolong aku buang sampah sebab takut dia bau busuk. Atau bila dia sepah-sepahkan barang. Mungkin aku patut mintak batang ajaib? (magic wand) dari Harry Potter supaya aku boleh menukar dia menjadi LCD TV atau katak atau apa saja bergantung kepada tahap kemarahan aku.. Tak larat aku nak terangkan akan kekomplikasian kami.Aku agak ragu tentang hipotesis dia nie sebab pada aku sebenarnya dia yang nak kawin sesangat kot?

3. Hantu dr rumah sebelah yg dah lama kosong tu bosan jadi dia datang lepak rumah ko.
Agaknya dia nie selalu tengok Seekers, makanya dia mengeluarkan hipotesis macam nie terutamanya bila aku beritahu yg kadang2 bulu roma aku tetiba meremang di waktu malam. Kadang-kadang aku dengar bunyi anjing melolong padahal kawasan rumah aku takde anjing. Bercakap tentang Seekers nie pulak, pada aku benda yg paling ngeri dalam Seekers tu adalah pengacaranya sebab sepanjang yg aku tonton 3,4 episod musim baru nie takde pun sukarelawan yg dapat tengok hantu. Kot episode yg aku tak tengok tu tetibe ada yg nampak hantu,tak tau le pulak aku. Dah le pakai baju putih ngan mekap gothic yg tak menjadi tu pastu kontrol2 suara nak buat suara ngeri tp jadi cam suara mak nyah.Ngeri!(kepada mak nyah2 di luar sana yg terbaca blog mak ni, jgn marah nok. Mak takde maksud nak kutuk2 korang ok? Mak suka baca blog nyah2 semua..Best Mak suka! Teruskan usaha menulis blog korang yg best itewww).

Tetapi sesuatu yang ajaib telah berlaku malam tadi.Mulanya mata aku buntang je pandang siling. Tanpa di sedari aku telah melelapkan mata sehinggalah ke pagi tadi. Secara tepatnya aku dapat tidur lena sehinggalah si pengeluar hipotesis #2 yg memang spesies bangun awal terjaga dari tidur dan turut mengejutkan aku sekali. Sangat potong stim! Patutnya malam tadi aku plaster jek mulut dia dengan scotch tape atau gam gajah. Alhamdulillah, dapat semula salah satu nikmat dunia yakni tidur. Harap2 malam nie aku dapat tidur lagi.

Keluarga

Selang 3 hari ahli keluarga aku akan bergilir-gilir menelefoni aku. Dulu mak aku akan telefon aku paling kerap 2 kali sebulan. Gebob tu tak payah cerita lah kan? Setahun tu ada le 5 kali dia telefon. Tu pun kalau dia nak ajak aku kongsi hadiah hari ibu atau hadiah hari jadi mak ngan aruah abah aku. Kojeh tu selalu jugak contact aku, biasalah ada jek gossip yg dia nak kongsi temasuklah gossip cikgu2 di daerah umah kiatorg. Dia ni cikgu yg garang, sangat le bertentangan sifatnya dengan aruah abah aku.Masa dia mula2 jadi cikgu dulu, kawan2 abah aku ingatkan dia ni lemah-lembut cam abah aku yang di sukai ibubapa dan anak murid. Meleset betul harapan dorang bila pada minggu pertama Kojeh buat latihan amali perguruan dekat sekolah kawan abah aku dia dah mula menunjukkan kegarangan dia kepada anak murid sampai ada yg tak nak dating ke sekolah. Dia juga di kenali sebagai pembuli jalan raya kerana selalu memandu laju di kawasan kampung. Rekodnya temasuklah melanggar seekor itik dan seekor biawak hasil dari memandu 90kmph di jalan kampung yg muat satu kereta sahaja.

Mungkin keluarga aku takut aku mengalami kemurungan agaknya. Tak pun diaorang takut aku terasa nak bunuh diri. Sebab tu la aku tak suka tengok buletin utama atau berita-beritayg sewaktu dengannya. Tiap hari asyik tunjuk berita org bunuh diri sebab kecewa dan kes org kene bunuh akibat cemburu atau keluarga bunuh diri takutkan along. Macam mana la tak terlintas di fikiran mak aku yg aku (di akui yg aku mmg rasa agak stress tp tak mungkin aku bunuh diri.Terlampau banyak benda lain yg boleh aku buat dan aku tak fikir aku mau mati sia-sia. Macam kawan-kawan aku kata : ko belum rasa nikmat dunia yg paling best muahahahhahaha. Paling penting, personaliti aku tidak sekali-kali menunjukkan aku memenuhi ciri-ciri org yg cenderung membunuh diri.hehehehe) mungkin bunuh diri sebab telampau disogokkan berita-berita macam ni. Banyak lagi benda penting yang boleh di tunjuk dalam berita tu: Cerita Komedi Dewan Rakyat, Komen-komen tak masuk akal dr Menteri (aku rasa Samy Vellu patut di beri satu segmen khas di dalam berita perdana TV kerajaan. Dia adalah ajinomoto di dalam kancah politik Malaysia, pada hemat aku) dan isu-isu alam sekitar yg kini kian popular ( Tahniah Al Gore! Anda berjaya membuatkan kitar semula menjadi cool n hype)

Buku

Banyak masa aku di habiskan dengan membaca.

1. I Am Muslim oleh Dina Zaman.
Sila baca untuk memahami lebih lanjut kenapa dia memilih tajuk ini. Banyak isu penting walau di tulis bersahaja tetapi meninggalkan kesan mendalam. Isu diutarakan Dina aku fikir sebenarnya di fikirkan oleh ramai muslim tetapi malu untuk berbincang secara terbuka atau takut di cap sebagai pelampau agama dan apa2 lagi cap yg boleh di pakai temasuk le kicap cap tamin. Belilah buku ini dan kongsi isi di dalamnya bersama rakan-rakan.

2. Bila Tuhan Berbicara oleh Faisal Tehrani
Aku tak habis baca lagi sebab aku tengah sibuk baca buku lain. Baru 100 muka surat tapi isunya menarik. Memerlukan daya pemikiran dan tumpuan yg tinggi. Akibat tidak tidur selama 4 hari, otak aku memproses dengan perlahan seperti PC dengan 32RAM maka aku berhenti baca buku ini.

3. La Tahzan
Bahan bacaan yg sangat sesuai terutamanya kepada org yg tengah menahan kesabariahan dalam menghadapi keadaan takde keje nie. Cerita banyak-banyak pun takde paedahnya. Yg aku tau, ini buku yang wajib semua org ada. Period! (apa yek period dlm bahasa melayu?sapa tau nie?yg aku tau satu jek hehehehhe)

Oh!Tak sangka panjang pulak aku tulis.
Tapi takpe.
Selamat 070707

Friday, June 29, 2007

Bosan tahap GABAN

"Boston" - Augustana

In the light of the sun, is there anyone? Oh it has begun...
Oh dear you look so lost, eyes are red and tears are shed,
This world you must've crossed... you said...

You don't know me, you don't even care, oh yeah,
She said
You don't know me, and you don't wear my chains... oh yeah,

Essential yet appealed, carry all your thoughts across
An open field,
When flowers gaze at you... they're not the only ones who cry
When they see you
You said...

You don't know me, you don't even care, oh yeah,
She said
You don't know me, and you don't wear my chains... oh yeah,

She said I think I'll go to Boston...
I think I'll start a new life,
I think I'll start it over, where no one knows my name,
I'll get out of California, I'm tired of the weather,
I think I'll get a lover and fly em out to Spain...
I think I'll go to Boston,
I think that I'm just tired
I think I need a new town, to leave this all behind...
I think I need a sunrise, I'm tired of the sunset,
I hear it's nice in the Summer, some snow would be nice... oh yeah,

You don't know me, you don't even care...

Boston... where no one knows my name... yeah
Where no one knows my name...
Where no one knows my name...
Yeah Boston...
Where no one knows my name.

Wednesday, June 27, 2007

Fue Un Viaje Estupendo


I’m jobless, yet again. I thought it’d be fun this time around as I’d have more time to watch dvds and read lots of books. But no, it’s not as good as it seems. 1st day of joblessness, I ended up doing spring cleaning. I thought after all the hard labors I’d sleep like a log when the clock stroke midnight. And yes, you guess it right I ended up reading till dawn.

I didn’t know what has hit me the other day but I kept thinking about friendships and its effects in our life. I happened to have a very long conversation with someone who I is more senior than I am. She is having a hard time with some friends that she knew of when she was studying abroad. She really is a sensitive woman and it’s got nothing to do with the fact she is about getting her menopause soon but that’s who she really is. She said to me that the older we get the lesser friends that you have. I suppose it comes with the territory.

I couldn’t agree more with her. As of today, I had lost a few friends. All of them were the friendships that I built as far as 10 years ago. The hardest to let go would be Betty who went back to the US for good. She got more phone calls from me than my mum. Her family needs her more and I wish her good luck. We never bid farewell the last time we met. Betty is always the positive one in our friendship and I know she is always hopeful that we’ll get to see each other, not soon but someday.

The other one is someone that I dear the most, someone that I could confide into about everything without being dubbed as silly, pathetic or annoying. Well, I have been called names and what not by my friends or so called friends. But what the heck, I don’t give it much thought but at times I do feel like I should put some poison in their food or blast their head of with cocktail bomb or which ever suitable. I suppose it’s time to let this friend go. This person is wanted more somewhere else and it was such a blessing to know this person for a very, very long time. We have gone through a lot and I believe that Allah will bless my friend and his family, insya Allah.

Wednesday, June 13, 2007

All part of life's rich tapestry



Work

10am

In 7 working days, I’ll be jobless yet again. I don’t give it much thought actually. My brain is too numb and I’m not feeling good for the past few days. I’ve been having a very hectic weekend. For the past 3 weekends, I had been meeting people and doing stuff which really was tiring. I was on MC yesterday as I had blocked nose and could hardly breathe the night before thus I spent the whole night watching telly until 6am. Thank you to that I had learnt the truth and nothing but the truth about JLO’s love life after watching THS on E! Channel at 4am. At 8.30am I decided that I should be on MC and slept the whole day through after taking some medicine. Well I didn’t really recall what medicine did I take. Actually, I barely have any recollection on how my day was yesterday. But what I remembered was that I had a phone conversation with Gebob but don’t ask me what the conversation was about.

I was on my creative mood last week as I had a very high sugar intake on a very particular night. From that day onwards, I couldn’t sleep before 3am, which means that I would have a very difficult time to get up from bed. Though I don’t really have much work to do, I still show up for work at 9.30am and walk around like I am getting a bit too big for my britches since I got my own room. Hehehe.

2.15pm

After 2hours of lunch break, I finally back to the office. *Yawn*
Checked the email: 1 invitation to attend a meeting @ 10.30am tomorrow. Darn! It’s too early. My brain would still be asleep at that time.

4.30pm
It’s time for tea break. Yeayyyyyyy!

6pm
Off to Berjaya Times Square for a mini movie marathon.
Ocean’s 13 at 6.45pm and Shrek 3 at 9.40pm.
Rusty Ryan I love youuuuuu!!!!

Jom Makan!

Oh I finally forgot. I had an atrocious experience in Sushi King Berjaya Times Square last week. I had been to 2 different Sushi King’s outlets for the past 3 weeks. So I suppose I better write it down in 2 sections as I had faced a very different situation in both visits. I should first apologize to Sushi King for having to share this experience with others, as I believe that the service tax paid by your customers should at least be worthy of.

26th of May 2007
Venue: Sushi King Queen’s Bay Mall, Penang
Patrons : Kekure (Local) and Mrs R (Caucasian from America)

As we arrived at the entrance we were welcomed by the waiter and led to our table. The orders were taken as soon as we were seated and drinks were sent out right after. Our drinks were refilled 4 times as the waiter kept going round from end to end to check the customers. The service given was excellent and the manager was friendly as well. When we paid for our meal, the cashier asked us how was the service and we said that it was excellent and we had a hell of a good time (when I had too much sushi I tend to believe that anything looks great hehehe). Mrs R then asked the cashier why he was so concerned about the service given he said that they had lots of complaints especially from the foreigners about the service level and thus they are working hard to give the best service ever.

Until today I am not certain whether the good customer service was given due to the fact that Mrs R was a foreigner.

10th of June 2007
Venue: Sushi King Berjaya Times Square
Patrons : Kekure (Local) and Fae (Local)

When we got to the entrance, there was a couple in front of us who were waiting to be seated. We were not greeted by anyone, as there was no one standing at the entrance. We saw a vacant table and decided to sit there. We sat and waited for the waitress to clean up the table. We waited again for someone to take our order. Someone finally took our order after waiting for approximately from 5 – 10minutes. We waited yet again for another 15-20 minutes for our order to arrive. We called the waitress who took our order and asked about our order. To make it more interesting, the waitress actually didn’t pass the order chit to kitchen. So we had to wait another 15minutes. In the mean time, no waiters came over to refill our drinks but from our observation the waiter was happily refilling the drinks for the patrons who were seated next to us. The place was full of negative vibes and we suspected that the staff were having such a bad day that none of them were smiling. When we paid for our meal, I told the manager about the service and how unsatisfactory it was. The reply from the manager whose name is Irpan ( he didn’t smile either when we paid ) was this : Oh Kak, I’m so sorry. I felt like wanting to grab his collar and banged his head on the counter for not doing his job as a manager. I reckon he could at least pretend to be sincere when he apologized but he ended up looking like he was mocking me instead.


Family

I managed to get home just in time to join my 2 sistah and me mum to visit the family from my abah’s side after having to drive for 8 hours when it usually takes me about 4 hours to drive home. Man, it was like having to crawl from KL to Ipoh, literally. I slept most of the time as Kojeh was the one driving and was awake once in a while. It was like walking down the memory lane, as it was my first visit after abah passed away 3 years ago. It felt like it was only yesterday that I drove home with abah and my mum during the hari raya, a few days before abah passed away so sudden. I tried to convince myself that it was ok to see granny and the rest of the family and I was fully prepared to face the music. But I suppose I over estimated my capability to forgive people. When we got there I could see his siblings busily preparing the meal for the feast. We weren’t informed that the feast was actually at night and I was a bit pissed off, as we had to rush over so that we wouldn’t miss the feast that we thought would be during the day.

My granny had given me a very long speech. No wonder she kept reminding mum and my sisters that I must came back to see her with them. Ada udang di sebalik mee rupanya! Like most of the time, I wouldn’t fully register all the points said in my brain. The only thing that I could remember is that she feels like I despise her and the rest of the family though she had been trying hard to make things right. She argued that, as I am now fatherless (I don’t see it as a valid argument though. It feels like as if someone who is fatherless should be equally treated like the retards. No offense to anyone though), I should at least try to make some efforts to stay within the family circle. As any other normal and civilized human being would react to the elderly, I just smiled and patted her hand while ensuring her that I’ll keep in touch and might as well spend a weekend with her. Not!

Music

The most played song on my MP3 is Summerlove by JT and followed closely by London Beckoned Songs About Money Written By Machines by Panic at the Disco. I choke everytimeI utter the song title. way too long, Man!.Most watch music video would be Nidji Hapus Aku. Who would say no to such a meaningful and catchy song?

Movies

I watched Elizabeth 1 again last night. The main reason why I could watch the series again and again is the witty lines of the queen. The set was totally grand and Helen Mirren was absolutely gorgeous in this period drama. I don’t want to elaborate more as I don’t have either the expertise to write a proper comment on it or the mood to do so. Well I suppose just wait for Fadz’s review then. Hehehe


on the other hand, Madame Yasmin Ahmad had wrapped up her new movie, Muallaf. Nani is now officially bald. You go girl! Can’t wait to see the latest work from The Boss.

Monday, June 04, 2007

Be Afraid, Be Very Very Afraid

Another attempt to create a new record in the Malaysia Book of Record : 50 hour of non stop karaoke. People, please don't leave your house without your umbrella or raincoat on 8th-10th of June as the attempt will take place in Taman tasik Titiwangsa from 3pm onwards on the 8th and will end on the 10th.

Good luck to Kementerian Pelancongan Malaysia.

For full news, here's the link : http://utusan.com.my/utusan/content.asp?y=2007&dt=0604&pub=Utusan_Malaysia&sec=Hiburan&pg=hi_01.htm

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Early to bed and early to rise (makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise).



Oh gosh!I couldn’t believe that it had been a month since I last posted anything here. I have so much to write about but too lazy to write. I had been reading lots of books since I my telly broke down. I had to avoid lots of conversation that would have to do with my fave telly shows with quite a few couch potatoes i.e Fae as she would smses about what’s on our fave channels in ASTRO. I miss Little Britain terribly that I had to warn Fae not to discuss anything that had to do with it. LOL


As I am typing this away, I have man who is sitting right in front of me that thought I am actually updating the database for this new project that I assist to develop for my former company. He’s actually my replacement as my contract is going to be terminated soon as HR had instructed my superior to do so. I am not sure whether you would find it rib-trickling funny as much as I do but here was how it went: It was a very peaceful Thursday morning and I came to the office quite early as I had to finish up the weekly report which had to be sent out to Shanghai. As I was practically running out of time, my boss which would be best named as Mr Short Man Syndrome ( I have a very interesting theory about short man but I suppose I’d save it for another posting. No offence to all the shorties out there) suddenly summoned me to his office. When I was walking in my heart was pounding hard and I knew that something bad was on its way. Well I should say that my psychic ability had been developed over the years since I started to drive in KL. I would have to read other drivers thought i.e. when they want to change lane and which lane that they want to go to as they hardly use this thing called signal to indicate their action. Back to my story about Mr SMS. He pointed out to me that he’d like to give me his final warning against me as he found that I was not capable of handling the assignments that had been assigned to me. Then he started to ramble about my behaviour, which he found to be rather disturbing. He said that he couldn’t understand why I am not always at my desk and the importance of me expanding my social circle in the office. I was dumbfounded and something in my head told me that there’s no use of me to fight as I have the cards stacked against me. As the typical Malaysian always react when we are scolded or accused on something that we don’t really do, I kept a straight face while my brain was hardly registered anything that he said for the next 10 minutes. What I could vividly recalled was that I assured him that none of the things that he said before though I was not even sure what he said would never ever happened again. I went back to my place and I realized that he was just using me as his punch bag. I decided then and there that I wouldn’t let myself suffered to work with a sick man like him. You see, he even followed me to the Xerox machine to see how efficient did I use it. He called me up when I was having my lunch and demanded me to come back to the office ASAP and when I got there he was having another meeting and could only see me after 3 hours. I don’t want to write so much about him but I believe that it’d be enough to say that 2 of my colleagues had already tendered their resignation letter and now waiting for their last day with such a glee.

As I told Mr SMS about my intention t o resign, out of the blue he received an email from HR that instructed him to terminate my contract. You see, I had been accused as working illegally in the company as I joined in as a contract staff before the cooling period of 6 months. As of today, Mr SMS had found my replacement that is now sharing my desk in this small room, which have a very beautiful view of KLCC. I’m going to miss the view dreadfully but not the department indefinitely.

I am in the midst of finishing a new book, which entitled Special Topics in Calamity Physics by Marisha Pessl. If you love Mark Haddon’s The Curious Incident of The Dog in The Night-time like me then I believe that you would find it hard to put this book down. The writer really has the wit and the brain that would mesmerize you till the very last page. As my sister is in town, it’s suffice to say that any reading activities as well as social gathering (if any but I can assure you that there are none hehehe ) had to be put on hold.

A short notes on movies that I have seen for the past few weeks :

Sumolah – A typical Afdlin Shauki’s movie but with a weak hint of wasabi. Not to be watched if you couldn’t stand the sights of big butts or men who have nicknames like California roll or any other sushi’s names.

Notes on a scandal – I almost went down on my knees and thanked God for I was not a teacher. Like my friends said to me before, I do have a weak heart for a handsome young man. Hahahahhahahaha. It’s kind of scary to learn what people would do to have a company. Now I know why old ladies always have lots of cats!

The Last King of Scotland – Hail Forest Whitaker!

Spiderman 3 – Goodbye Harry Osborne..I’m going to miss u. A LOT!

Pirates of The Caribbean 3 – Speechless though I kind of prefer the 2nd movie.


Spirit of The Victim - Bluweeeeeeek!


p/s : bajingan, i love you too.whoever you are :)






Wednesday, April 04, 2007

Counting Crows




To those who still haven’t known the latest news about me then please read the email below. I am to lazy to elaborate LOL

Dear Kekure,
We refer to your resignation letter dated 14 March 2007 and wish to inform that your resignation has been accepted.

As per your contract of employment, you are required to serve the company 1 month's notice. Hence, your last day is on 13 April 2007. As per our records, you have a balance of 4.0 days annual leave (refer to computation below). The leave will be encashed and paid to you along with your last month salary on your last working day.

The computation is as follows:-

Balance B/F from 2006 : 0.0 days
2007 Entitlement up to 13 Apr : 3.0 days
Credit Leave ( 20 Jan & 31 Mac) : 2.0 days
TOTAL : 5.0 days
Less: Taken : 1.0 days (26 Feb)
Balance : 4.0 days

Please meet us at 5.00 pm on 13 April 2007 for the exit clearance procedures.You will be required to return all the company's properties to HR before your departure and a copy of the exit clearance checklist is attached herewith for your reference.


On behalf of the management, I wish you all the best in your future endeavours! **yeah right!**

I suppose most of my colleagues would want to hang me up lately. Last week I came over to work at 10am and left at 6pm. But today I arrived at the office at 11am and guess what? They have cleared my place and someone had taken the seat. So I don’t have any place to sit and I suppose that’s a sign that they have accepted the fact that I won’t be around soon.

Lots of people had been asking me why I resigned out of a sudden. The other day I had proved my point on why I shouldn’t spend another months in the team though my contract is only going to expire in July. One of the client’s staff , Madam R, had told me that she couldn’t make a tail or head on why I made my decision to leave the company as I’ve been doing a fairly good job. I said to her sit and watch and you will understand why. At the very same time as I had the conversation with her, the bajingan was actually having a discussion that had turned out to be a heated argument as he didn’t really understand the work flow though he had been in the team for more than 3 months now. The client, Mr K, started to raise his voice and followed by me. Of course bajingan was mad and guess what he waited until we got back to the office to get back to me. Hahahahaha. But the thing is I had proved to Madam R that I would ended up having a heart attack if I stay with the team. The good thing is the point was seconded by Mr K who is going to ask for a replacement as he too feels that bajingan doesn’t really know what he’s doing.


Book

Been trying hard to at least finish 2 books in a month. That means less time to spend outside the house, I reckon.

Life in Brief

Have been spending lots of time with one particular person. The more time that we spend together the more things I learnt about the person, the more knowledge gained about the person’s interest but I wonder if the affections deepen.

3 goldfish had died in 1 week. The first one, Norlia had died last week due the filter failure. As I was totally devastated with it's sudden departure, I had flushed Norlia down the toilet. Ampunkan aku Norlia! The other two, Joyah and Senah had died yesterday and I found them floating while Ghani was already nyawa-nyawa ikan. I screamed my lungs out and almost gave Ghani the CPR but I might accidentally swallowing him instead. So i found another solution by fixing out the filter, changed the water etc and voila! Ghani is saved.

Joyah and Senah had been given a proper burial under a very green aqua plants yesterday evening. Credits to Kak Senah for reluctantly giving the tiny spot for them both. Hope their spirits will swim happily inside the big vase.

Wednesday, March 14, 2007

I want to scream myself hoarse!


Have you ever done this?

Go out for a lunch date with some good friends, lost the track of time and you sms your boss and give him the most ridiculous excuse for being late. I.e.: my shower pipe broke and the plumber was late. So I had to wait for him to come over as I couldn’t afford to let the water drip for another day.

Well I did this just yesterday and I got 3 hours lunch break J

Family

Ami has started to utter a few words. Mum said that his latest favourite song is Hujan by Adibah Amin. Gosh! I just can’t wait for him to be able to speak in full sentences. It’d be a hell lot of fun!

Work

It’s such a hard labour lately. Bajingan had used my report and represented it in the management meeting. As expected, he gave out wrong information that had caused the management their precious 15minutes since they had to figure out what was it about. I mean, for god sake, out of 7 people that attended the meeting I reckon only 1 that really knows what are the things included in the documentation that have to be sent out to the customer.

After they wrapped out the meeting I had been called out to see me boss, ADF, hairdo from hell. I didn’t mean to be rude to him last night, but just imagine how frustrating it is to know that your hard labour is not appreciated and nobody really understands what the real problem is and keep blaming you as if you are the saboteur.

Book

If love could think by Alon Gratch

A must read to all those who keep trying to find the one but failed in every attempt or ambivalent in love section. Reading this book is heart wrenching especially after you have identified your love pattern. But one thing that I learnt from this book is this: WE ARE HUMAN.THERE’S NO SUCH THING AS PURE LOVE. Period.

Mental Note

Spending quality time with the light of your life would make you feel like flying, provided that the other person feels the same way too. Else, either party would start to play silly bugger and.

The size of your bosom doesn’t indicate how many bosom friends that you have. **This might not apply to attractive girls with big boobs**

Friday, March 09, 2007

The man on the Clapham omnibus




Life is pretty hectic for the past few days
Wake up at 6am to get to work
Arrive to the office at 7.30am and start working right away
Finish working at 8.30pm
No lunch for a couple of days this week
I’d have to work like this until 21st of March
The deadline for most of us in the project as we have been considered as failures
Quote from the GPM : Somebody’s going to be fired from the project but I am sure as hell that it wouldn’t be me.

Bajingan is his usual self

A real pain in the axx

Someone almost punched him on the face the other day
No lessons learn though
As a layman he really is a hopeless case
He always got issues with me including on why I always have to attend the meetings with the customer
He’s such a tough nut
Get real Bajingan!

I have more responsibilities than you do
I have been assigned a new project which drafts have to been delivered by next week and it really is time consuming and lots of meetings to attend
What makes thing worst is that he always claimed that he’s my friend
Oh man! I wish I could just strangle him with the LAN Cable or just throw him out of the window
My colleagues and I had dubbed him as the drama queen
He’d always walk around with a piece of paper and a pen in his hand just to show people how busy he is
I had to buy an mp3 player since I just couldn’t stand his 120Db voice
One could always hear his conversations on the phone even if they are 100m away

Mukhsin

I know, I know.
Lots of people have been writing in their blogs about how moving this movie is
But what I can tell you is this; please watch this movie with an open heart and you should soon realize that the colours and the feelings that you sense in the movie will be engraved in your mind
You’ll be amazed to see how honest Mukhsin and Orked could be about their feelings towards each other
And most of all I know that the songs will be played again and again in your head
Let me know what you think of the movie will you?

"Plug In Baby"

I've exposed your lies, baby

The underneath is no big surprise

Now it's time for changing

And cleansing everything

To forget your love

My plug in baby

Crucifies my enemies

When I'm tired of giving

My plug in baby

In unbroken virgin realities

Is tired of living

Don't confuse

Baby you're gonna lose

Your own game

Change me

Replace the envying

To forget your love

My plug in baby

Crucifies my enemies

When I'm tired of giving

My plug in baby

In unbroken virgin realities

I'm tired of living

And I've seen your loving But mine is gone

And I've been in trouble

Mental note

One could always have a whale of a time if given the chance to spend their time with a person that they adore

A great way to start your day; seeing the face of the one you adore when you wake up






Tuesday, February 06, 2007

Life in brief


Work

The so called assistant, bajingan, had been promoted to be my new so called leader. Found out that he showed the database that I had developed myself for weeks to the management and claimed that it was his. Almost went amok in management meeting when he got all the credits while I had been dubbed as incompetent.Updated the database on daily basis and forwarded to Bajingan but protected with password. Bajingan asked for password but sarcastically asked him to update it himself as he also had the “same database” that he presented to the management. Bajingan ended up being so mad and had to start everything from scratch.

Family

Went back for a short visit. The family was fine. Had lotsa great home meal. Yummy to the max!

Skill Developed

Cursing under my breath while smiling like a clown

Strong Language

Diversity of cursing languages (Malay, Chinese, French, Java)

Looking forward to




Tuesday, January 16, 2007

Men


MEN

When I was young,
I used to
Watch behind the curtains
As men walked up and down the street.
Wino men, old men.
Young men sharp as mustard.
See them.
Men are always
Going somewhere.
They knew I was there.
Fifteen Years old and starving for them.
Under my window, they would pauses,
Their shoulders high like the
Breasts of a young girl,
Jacket tails slapping over
Those behinds,Men.
One day they hold you in the
Palms of their hands, gentle, as if you
Were the last raw egg in the world.
Then
They tighten up.
Just a little.
TheFirst squeeze is nice.
A quick hug.
Soft into your defenselessness.
A littleMore.
The hurt begins.
Wrench out a
Smile that slides around the fear.
When the
Air disappears,
Your mind pops,
exploding fiercely,
briefly,
Like the head of a kitchen match.
Shattered.
It is your juice
That runs down their legs.
Staining their shoes.
When the earth rights itself again,
And taste tries to return to the tongue,
Your body has slammed shut.
Forever.
No keys exist.
Then the window draws full upon
Your mind.
There, just beyond
The sway of curtains, men walk.
Knowing something.
Going someplace.
But this time, I will simply
Stand and watch.
Maybe.

Maya Angelou