Be Bored Stiff

Aku sudah kembali dari hiatus

2010-08-25T03:25:00.000+08:00

Sekarang sudah Ogos. Untuk tahun 2010 cuma 6 kali aku mengemaskini blog. Ini catatan aku yang ketujuh. Kata orang nombor 7 itu nombor bertuah. Kalau aku kaki tikam ekor maka aku bakal menikam nombor 777 RM10 small. Tak baik tamak, tuhan marah. RM10 sudah cukup jika benar nombor itu bertuah. Ingat anak-anak,jangan bikin tuhan marah. Buruk padahnya nanti.

Semenjak kebelakangan ini aku dah menemui jiwa aku yang hilang. Aku pun tak pasti bagaimana sebenarnya jiwa aku yang dulu. Mungkin jiwa aku 5 tahun yang dulu lebih hip dan ‘happening’ dari sekarang. Mungkin juga jiwa aku sekarang ini lebih ‘cool’. Tapi aku rasa jiwa aku lebih stabil. (Ini bukan iklan untuk buku Ayam Fared yang bertajuk Stabil).

Sepanjang setahun yang lampau, terlampau banyak kejadian yang berlaku. Namun kejadian-kejadian buruk yang menimpa aku tidak melemahkan semangat aku yang jitu. Aku selalu memuji-muji diri aku sendiri dengan mengulang-ngulang frasa berikut sambil berbisik seperti iklan kurma Yusuf T itu: “Sesungguhnya aku la makhluk tuhan paling seksi,bijak dan vok di donia yang fana ini.” Ritual di depan cermin ini disudahi dengan aksi aku menunjukkan jari best sambil tersengih manja seperti DDR di dalam iklan Jusmate beliau di dada akhbar.

Menurut rakan taulan aku yang semakin sedikit bilangannya, aku sepertinya dugong obes yang sudah tidak mempunyai masa depan yang gemilang. Selayaknya aku patut dibuang ke dalam gaung kerana langsung tidak menyumbang kepada gagasan 1 Malaysia dalam menjadikan Malaysia negara yang cemerlang,gemilang dan terbilang. Mulanya aku redha dengan kenyataan itu sampaikan aku hanya telentang di depan tv menonton the Big Bang Theory dengan berulang-ulang sambil diselang seli dengan Wonderpets dan Spongebob.

Tapi bak kata bf aku, Giring, tuhan itu maha cinta. Dengan cinta-Nya maka aku sudah menemui jiwa aku yang hampir mati setelah mendapat perkhabaran bahawa VCD Ariel Peterporn sudah beredar di pasaran. Kuciwa betul kerana aku tidak sempat membuat penampilan istimewa. Kalau tidak pasti ramai peminat video porno akan bertaubat nasuha untuk tidak lagi menonton porno setelah melihatkan aksi dugong obes dan Ariel yang macho babeng itu!

Bak kata A Rahman Hassan, tapi tak mengapa ku derita parap parap.. Apa yang penting, hidup selagi terdaya. Derita macam mana pun kita mesti maju terus. Tengok orang kat Wangsa Maju. Memang maju belaka penduduk kat situ. Maju jaya manjang katanya. Tapi ingat, kejayaan itu takkan semudah Maju Expressway. Usaha selagi terdaya dan jangan sampai lemau cam Maju Junction ngahahahaha.

Nidji – Tuhan Maha Cinta

Tahukah Tuhanmu selalu hidup di dalam hatimu

Cinta dari-Nya menjawab semua masalahmu

Dia mendengar melihat dan selalu berfirman

Perangi neraka di dalam hatimu

Damaikan jiwamu dengan cinta Dia

Memberi yang ikhlas kepada yang butuh

Bersyukurlah terus tanpa kenal waktu

Serukan, ikhlaskan, pasrahkanlah hanya kepada-Nya

Cinta-Nya adalah jawaban-Nya karena Tuhanlah Maha Cinta

Karena Tuhanlah Maha Cinta

Tahukah Tuhanmu selalu hidup di dalam hatimu

Cinta dari-Nya menjawab semua masalahmu

Dia mendengar melihat dan selalu berfirman

Perangi neraka di dalam hatimu

Damaikan jiwamu dengan cinta Dia

Memberi yang ikhlas kepada yang butuh

Bersyukurlah terus tanpa kenal waktu

Serukan, ikhlaskan, pasrahkanlah hanya kepada-Nya

Cinta-Nya adalah jawaban-Nya karena Tuhanlah Maha Cinta

Karena Tuhanlah Maha Cinta

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Jom tonton Hooperz!

2010-04-24T00:02:00.000+08:00

My new anthem :)

Tak pernah sesaat daku meragui
Apa yang telah daku temui selama ini
Tak pernah sesaat daku menyesali
Apa yang telah aku nikmati
Apa ku alami
Selagi hayat dikandung badan
Takkan ku menyerah kalah walau mimpiku musnah
Harapanku hancur sayapku patah
Kan ku pancarkan cahaya seperti pelita
Ke serata dunia yang gelap gelita
Sehingga hembusan nafas yang terakhir

Tak pernah sesaat aku mencurigai
Apa yang telah aku kecapi setakat ini
Tiba saatnya kan ku tangisi
Pada yang pergi takkan kembali
Kembali lagi

Selagi hayat dikandung badan
Takkan ku menyerah kalah walau mimpiku musnah
Harapanku hancur sayapku patah
Kan ku pancarkan cahaya seperti pelita
Ke serata dunia yang gelap gelita
Sehingga hembusan nafas yang terakhir
Selagi jasadku belum terkubur
Selagi tubuhku belum ditimpa uzur
Pantang datuk nenek moyangku berundur
Takkan ku menyerah kalah walau mimpiku musnah
Harapanku hancur sayapku patah
Akan ku pancar cahaya seperti pelita ke seluruh dunia
Akan ku pancar cahaya seperti pelita ke serata dunia
Seperti cahaya

I wish I could stop evangelizing about how terrible life is

2010-04-09T06:07:00.002+08:00

I received some texts from friends about my behaviour on Facebook. I’m not sure who came up with the deduction that Facebook is a reliable source to measure out your happiness in the world. If I happen to know who the oxymoron is, I’m sure as hell that the person would end up being paralyzed for at least 6 months! The truth is, I’m nor happy or sad. Melancholic is more like it, considering that I spend much time gazing on several spots on the ceiling or sleeping like a log most of the days. I suppose I am tired of living and on the verge of giving up. Seeing an old friend who reminded me that that I have not accomplished much is really bad for my mental health. Not forget to mention an unexpected ear bashing from my sister which could be deterred should I pretended not to hear her phone call.

I was glad to be in contact with Oreoobserver through YM. He was a fellow blogger who had stopped writing. It was such a loss because his blog never failed to crack me up. Our YM chat reminded me why I started blogging in the first place. I wanted a space to write as well as pouring my heart out. Lately, things have changed and I don't update my blog much. Having another space to write on monthly basis causes me to neglect this space. You see, writing for children when you have turned into a cold-hearted witch is not good. You would either purposely include some bombastic words just to punish the lazy school kids and teachers or write monotonously. I suppose over the years I have became a more reserved person hence no more writings about my feelings. Perhaps, I have mastered the art of suppressing my feelings and have stopped wearing my heart on my sleeve. Hence, no more posting on how much I hate this certain people and what not.

For the past few months I have been involved with a new set of friends, which really is dynamic. Being with them makes me feel vibrant. Experiencing how trust is built, understanding their penchant, exchanging ideas; these are the reasons why at times I opt to spend much time with them. Like any other person who is newly integrated into a new group, one definitely couldn’t avoid being involved in unnecessary dramas. I drained most of my energy being involved in one. I’m not sure whether I have fully recovered. The trickiest part would be identifying what the other party is thinking of. You might be sweating all over while wondering if your silly remark would end up with you being lambasted by your new friends. You might also feel like wanting to commit suicide should you fail to detect any indications of their true feelings.

All I ever wanted is to hang out with friends for good food and lively chats. I suppose I shouldn’t get in too deep or asking for too much. Maybe it is actually best if I only watch the game from the sideline? As absurd as it sounds, I have started to believe that letting people know you only on the surface would make you a happier person.

I find shelter, in this way
Under cover, hide away
Can you hear, when I say?
I have never felt this way

Maybe I had said, something that was wrong
Can I make it better, with the lights turned on
Maybe I had said, something that was wrong
Can I make it better, with the lights turned on

Could I be, was I there?
It felt so crystal in the air
I still want to drown, whenever you leave
Please teach me gently, how to breathe

And I'll cross oceans, like never before
So you can feel the way I feel it too
And I'll mirror images back at you
So you can see the way I feel it too

Maybe I had said, something that was wrong
Can I make it better, with the lights turned on
Maybe I had said, something that was wrong
Can I make it better, with the lights turned on

Maybe I had said, something that was wrong
Can I make it better, with the lights turned on

Be still my heart, be still

2010-03-28T23:41:00.000+08:00

I like for you to be still - Pablo Neruda

I like for you to be still

It is as though you are absent

And you hear me from far away

And my voice does not touch you

It seems as though your eyes had flown away

And it seems that a kiss had sealed your mouth

As all things are filled with my soul

You emerge from the things

Filled with my soul

You are like my soul

A butterfly of dream

And you are like the word: Melancholy

I like for you to be still

And you seem far away

It sounds as though you are lamenting

A butterfly cooing like a dove

And you hear me from far away

And my voice does not reach you

Let me come to be still in your silence

And let me talk to you with your silence

That is bright as a lamp

Simple, as a ring

You are like the night

With its stillness and constellations

Your silence is that of a star

As remote and candid

I like for you to be still

It is as though you are absent

Distant and full of sorrow

So you would've died

One word then, One smile is enough

And I'm happy;

Happy that it's not true

Come with me, I said, and no one knew

where, or how my pain throbbed,

no carnations or barcaroles for me,

only a wound that love had opened.

I said it again: Come with me, as if I were dying,

and no one saw the moon that bled in my mouth

or the blood that rose into the silence.

O Love, now we can forget the star that has such thorns!

That is why when I heard your voice repeat

Come with me, it was as if you had let loose

the grief, the love, the fury of a cork-trapped wine

the geysers flooding from deep in its vault:

in my mouth I felt the taste of fire again,

of blood and carnations, of rock and scald.

My Daily Anthem

2010-03-17T02:01:00.000+08:00

Bright Lights - Placebo

Cast your mind back to the days,
When I pretend' I was OK.
I had so very much to say,
About my crazy livin'.
Now that I've stared into the void,
So many people, I've annoyed.
I have to find a middle way,
A better way of livin'.

So I haven't given up,
That all my choices, my good luck...
Appear to go and get me stuck,
In an open prison.
Now I am tryin' to break free,
In a state of empathy.
Find the true and enemy,
Eradicate this prison.

No-one can take it away from me,
And no-one can tear it apart.
'Cause a heart that hurts,
Is a heart that works.
A heart that hurts,
Is a heart that works.

A heart that hurts,
Is a heart that works.
No-one can take it away from me,
No-one can tear it apart.
Maybe ' an elaborate fantasy,
But it's the perfect place to start.

'Cause a heart that hurts,
Is a heart that works.
A heart that hurts,
Is a heart that... works.

January 2010

2010-01-30T16:52:00.002+08:00

Summing it up with photos rather than write-ups. Here are some of my favourite photos for January.

Nidji's Showcase at Dragonfly Kuala Lumpur

Sembang-sembang jam 3am

2010-01-04T03:36:00.000+08:00

kekure: salam bos how are you doing?

yasminthestoryteller: salaam. very good, alhamdulillah

kekure: alhamdulillah..have you started your japanese titled movie?

yasminthestoryteller: pre-producing. the hero damn hensem!

kekure: alaaaa...jeles ni!more handsome than peter davis from sell out?

yasminthestoryteller: i didn't think peter davis was hensem.

kekure: saw him live..hensem la compared to the director himself hehehehe

yasminthestoryteller: i'm not big on mat salleh looks, you see.

kekure: yeap i know..

yasminthestoryteller: but i think joon han more attractive than peter davis!

kekure: joon han is cute..finally met him last nite at mid valley..it was nice talking to him about sell out

yasminthestoryteller: ah, i've never met him, though

kekure: gosh i miss our screening with the q&a session..stumbled into him at starbucks..he was with peter davis..

yasminthestoryteller: too busy lah, mem

kekure: you're such a busy bee

yasminthestoryteller: how's the film doing?

kekure: last nite it had about 30 people inside..the most interesting bit is that all of us didn't move even though it was already end of credit..joon han said that it's quite slow

yasminthestoryteller: oh dear

kekure: lots of bloggers wrote good things about this movie..so hopefully it'd help a bit with the tickets sale

yasminthestoryteller: malay bloggers like it more than chinese bloggers, apparently

kekure: yeah..i agree with that..maybe they feel like joon han is mocking his own people?

yasminthestoryteller: that wasn't the complaint. they just didn't like it

kekure: strange..i thought chinese would like it more than malays..

yasminthestoryteller: yah, i know. every time a chinese person says they didn't like it,mcgarmott and allan will attack them! so funny!

kekure: hahaha..semangat kesukanan betul!

yasminthestoryteller: mcgarmott says sellout is the best malaysian film ever..my favourite malaysian film in the last 12 months is "budak kelantan"

kekure: i haven't seen budak kelantan..but i got to watch wayang..not that bad though..after the preview one of the bloggers said to me that it was quite hard to digest the humour

kekure: the bottomline is the humour is quite tricky to digest..if you like the first 15 mins then you'll like it lthe rest of the movie..if you cannot stand it then you'd leave the hall then

yasminthestoryteller: hmmm... maybe

kekure: Clement Chan wrote at 11:06

I watched this on the 9th May at night at Sunway Pyramid with my best friend - 11.45pm showtime. Great movie, had us laughing out loud from the start to the end, and the last scene is just genius.

But I have to draw your attention, Joon Han, of what happened when we went to GSC Pyramid. We arrived at around 11.30pm, saw that there were only two other movies available (can't remember what they are now). We went to the counter, asked for Sell Out!, and she told us that there were only front seats left, but I asked her to show me the seats anyway. And guess what? Turns out that there were more than ample seats - in fact when we entered the hall later, it was half empty.

I don't know if this is a conspiracy against local movies or what, but I thought that you should know. Last I read, Yasmin Ahmad had the same problem before - which is just disappointing imo.

yasminthestoryteller: talentime had same problem as gubra. but i malas nak komplen dah

kekure: do you think that there is a conspiracy here?

yasminthestoryteller: dunno

kekure: it really is perplexing..maybe they want the movie to last only 1 week so that they could have the hall to screen blockbuster movies

yasminthestoryteller: *maybe. it's all about money. but mukhsin no sabotage

kekure: mukhsin's ticket selling was good and perhaps there wasn't any blockbuster movie at that time

yasminthestoryteller: i think the only way to sell tickets is to make all-malay films

kekure: like bohsia jangan pilih jalan hitam?

yasminthestoryteller: yes. even though not guaranteed. jangan tegur didn’t do very well

Gigi – Sang Pemimpi (OST Sang Pemimpi)

sambut hari baru di depanmu
sang pemimpi siap untuk melangkah
beri tanganku jika kau ragu
bila terjatuh ku kan menjaga
kita telah berjanji bersama
taklukkan dunia ini
menghadapi segala tantangan bersama
mengejar mimpi-mimpi
berteriaklah hai sang pemimpi
kita takkan berhenti di sini
kita telah berjanji bersama
taklukkan dunia ini
menghadapi segala tantangan bersama
bersyukurlah pada yang maha kuasa
hargailah orang-orang yang menyayangimu
yang selalu ada setia di sisimu
siapapun jangan kau pernah sakiti
dalam pencarian jati dirimu
dan semua yang kau impikan
tegarlah sang pemimpi
berteriaklah hai sang pemimpi
kita takkan berhenti di sini
kita telah berjanji bersama
taklukkan dunia ini
menghadapi segala tantangan bersama

Black Mood

2009-11-09T05:24:00.001+08:00

Patutnya pada waktu sebegini seperti kebanyakan manusia normal lain di Malaysia aku patut tidur. Tapi aku tak boleh tidur. Jam tubuh aku sudah lama rosak dan sukar diperbaiki lagi. Kalau jam tubuh adalah jam dinding mungkin sudah patut ditukar bateri. Akibat daripada itu aku mula menjelajah ke laman web New York Post dan Reuters. Tiada berita menarik kecuali kisah ini lelaki misteri dari Malaysia.

Lagipun ia adalah hari minggu di sebelah sana. Kebanyakannya sedang sibuk berada di atas katil, mengubati hangover atau masih berjimba-jimba.

Kata orang selepas pukul 2 pagi kita sepatutnya berada di atas katil dan tidur. Tiada benda baik yang berlaku selepas pukul 2 pagi. Benar, aku pun selalunya di tahan polis selepas pukul 2 pagi. Tapi pukul 3 pagi kita boleh menyanyikan lagu P Ramlee. Masuk pukul 4 pagi sila dendangkan lagu Gwen Stefani bertajuk 4am. Pukul 5 pagi lebih baik tak payah tidur pasal dah nak masuk subuh pun. Kalau nak tidur juga silakan. Nasib baik boleh la subuh gajah dan kalau nasib tak baik haruslah tidur berselimutkan kulit babi. Maka aku yang tidak ketahuan mula menjelajah ke FB seorang pelakon drama yang sedang hangat di pasaran. Aku bukan ‘stalker, cuma mahu melihat apa yang ditulis oleh para peminatnya. Lagipun best layan bosan sambil melihat gelagat manusia di Internet. Aku selalu menyamakan sifat manusia di FB seperti sifat pemandu Malaysia di atas jalan raya. Di luar tampak sopan, hensem, cantik dan sebagainya. Bila mula memandu hilang semua sifat-sifat baik dan tampak kelihatan sifat ganas seperti pemandu di dalam Need for Speed. Macam tu jugak di FB. Di gambar profil nampak sopan,manis,hensem dan lain-lain sifat baik tapi sifat gedik,mangkuk,ganas dan poyo boleh juga terpancar di ‘posting’ FB. Keutaaman diberikan ke atas gambar profil yang menunjukkan aksi ‘pouting’ mulut ikan emas. Sudah terbukti di dalam kajian bahawa itu adalah sifat sebenar ‘cam whore’.

Aku pun tak faham apa sebenarnya yang berlaku di ‘wall’ beliau. Mulanya hanya kelihatan gambar-gambar yang terhasil daripada aplikasi ‘cute’ seperti My best friends (aku tak pasti sama ada mereka benar-benar mengenali pelakon tersebut atau ia hanyalah satu percubaan untuk memancing perhatian beliau) dan tak kurang juga mutiara kata yang di tulis bagi membakar semangat beliau untuk terus memberi lakonan yang ~~merembeskan~~ memberangsangkan. Tidak seberapa lama kemudian mimpi ngeri aku pun bermula.

Ya, benar sekali. Mimpi ‘spoilers’ aku telah bermula di ‘wall’ berdarah ini. Tak berapa lama dulu aku telah pun membantah akan ‘posting spoilers’ di wall beliau. Netiquette ada tapi tak mahu belajar. Kalau nak tepek spoilers boleh tapi sila letakkan amaran supaya takde yang gedik nak klik di situ. Aku fikir memang sifat manusia pentingkan diri sendiri dan pantang ditegur serta tak kurang juga bersifat ‘holier than thou’. Mungkin golongan yang suka menempek spoilers itu sedang menempuhi fasa menopaus atau mungkin mereka suka jika orang anti-‘spoilers’ seperti aku hilang mood untuk menonton. Hello, ko ingat ini filem sifu dan tongga ke? Aku memang takde niat nak tengok pun jadi memang aku alu-alukan kalau ada orang yang letak skrip penuh kat Internet. Tapi ini drama kegemaran aku ok? Bukan senang aku nak suka drama Melayu. Haruslah pasni aku tonton The Mentalist dan How I met your Mother serta Spongebob sahaja. Takpe, gua cool fasal gua tahu ‘spoilers’ tu salah. Satu lagi mungkin itu sifat penonton Malaysia yang cetek ilmu perfileman maka kurangnya kefahaman mengenai ‘spoilers’ dan kesannya kepada penonton. Satu lagi memang sifat orang Malaysia, suka buat bodoh. Bila diajak daftar mengundi mula la keluar soalan : kenapa nak mengundi? Nasib baik aku tak sumbat borang daftar mengundi dalam mulut. Apsal la baghal sangat dek non oiiiii? Takat nak gi karaoke ngan kenkawan pun ko kene undi pusat karaoke mana yang jadi pilihan inikan pulak nak mengundi pemimpin kerajaan. Ada duit PTPTN sibuk joli katak. Kan ke bagus kalau duit tu ko beli majalah Off the Edge dan fahamkan kenapa ko perlu terlibat dalam kempen Perlembagaanku.

Nama pun manusia, ada akal dan ada kelemahan masing-masing. Berbuih mulut aku menerangkan kenapa ‘spoilers’ itu patut dihindari tetap masih tak mahu cuba memahami. Kalau dah memang jenis degil nak mampus dan suka memusnahkan kegembiraan orang lain makanya akan ditepek jugak ‘spoilers’ tanpa meletakkan amaran awal. Berbanding dengan kejadian lepas di mana ada video bagi episod yang bakal ditayangkan di ‘wall’ FB pelakon tersebut pada malam itu, kejadian kali ini lebih parah dan langsung mematikan perasaan aku untuk menonton episod seterusnya. Itu baru cerita fasal FB peribadi beliau, belum lagi aku meleret sampai ke forum. Terpampang sinopsis bagi setiap episod. Perlu ke nak tulis fasal episod seterusnya dengan perincian tanpa sebarang amaran awal? Kalaulah mereka semua ni bersemangat buat perincian macam ni di tempat kerja maka aku berharap agar syarikat swasta atau jabatan kerajaan di mana mereka ini berkhidmat mencatatkan rekod produktiviti yang membanggakan. Syabas uols! Haruslah bonus tahun depan dapat 6 bulan gaji kan? Boleh la beli Coach AAA satu lori.

Well there goes my guilty pleasure thrown out of the window. So, anyone wants to go out with me this Friday?

My heart is in my boots

2009-11-05T05:44:00.000+08:00

When Ajami asked me to help out with the subtitle, my heart leaped with joy. As always I jumped in with both feet. Little that I know I’d end up not having the strength to do it. The first time I watched the clip, I felt as if she is still here sitting next to me. Commentating like a commentator in United versus the Kop match. I dreaded to finish it off and ended up doing some other projects along the way. After a while, I finally gathered my strength and suffice to say that I did the subs while holding up the tears.

Boss, it is true that you still have a long way to go.

Hapus Aku

2009-10-22T04:50:00.000+08:00

Yakinkan aku tuhan

This is not about me raising a rumpus

2009-10-10T00:03:00.005+08:00

Yes! 6 months without a permanent job! What a record! Hey, at least I save you guys from having to read about how lazy I am with work, why the bitch at the office makes my life miserable and what not! Frankly, I don't miss writing up manuals and SOP's that much. Nobody is going to read manuals unless they got into mishaps with their laptop or couldn't fix the WBS though they have kicked it for the umpteenth time. Now, life is all about seizing the moment and yes unto thine own self be true. Praying hard for more good things to come and we all know too well how God works in mysterious way.

Perhaps I should recap what I have done for the last 6 months. Listing is not in any particular order.

Prepare online contents and I came to know about interesting places in Malaysia that I never know about before
Book editing opportunity that let me have more experience explaining things in words of one syllable and lots of knowledge on Mak Yong too
Some articles published, nothing significant but still a good start and hopefully no one died of heart attacks or whatever while reading my piece
Done subtitles while terribly having to hold up my tears and praise to Allah for the strength given. Kak Min if you read this, I just want you to know that I miss having lunch with you. Lapchiuuu

I suppose Metric’s Gimme Sympathy fits well with this posting

Get hot, get too close to the flame
Wild, open space
Talk like an open book
Sign me up
Got no time to take a picture
I'll remember someday all the chances we took
We're so close to something better left unknown
We're so close to something better left unknown
I can feel it in my bones
Gimme sympathy
After all of this is gone
Who'd you rather be?
The Beatles or the Rolling Stones?
Oh, seriously
You're gonna make mistakes, you're young
Come on, baby, play me something
Like, "Here Comes the Sun"
Come on, baby, play me something
Like, "Here Comes the Sun"
Don't go, stay with the all-unknown
Stay away from the hooks
All the chances we took

To the faithful departed

2009-09-14T14:44:00.005+08:00

Salam abah,

It’s been quite a while since I last wrote to you. I was driving home alone at 4:44 am this morning and I suddenly felt the urge to write to you. Well, it’s the fifth year of Ramadhan without you and yeah I still miss your wake up call for sahur. I suppose you’re doing great on the other side. Maybe after all these years you’d already have a bunch of friends to hang out with down under. I hope you got to see nenek there. You know, she missed you much. Tell her that I say hi. Please tell her that I am sorry for not attending her funeral. I know it sounds selfish but I can’t help but thinking that she is as irrelevant as UMNO in my life. I am terribly sorry and I know you’d have disowned me should you still here but the least I could do is to recite Fatihah to her everyday.

I think Ramadhan 1430 would always be the most special and memorable ones. It’s not that I go to terawih every night, mind you. I won't try to make up some lame excuses but you know how I am. I could easily distracted by invitations for movie previews and what not. I'll try harder next year, Insya-Allah. I had to go through lots of things, learnt something along the way and I might have found some wisdom as well. Don’t you think that’d be enough reason to celebrate life?

I got good news that is worth sharing. Imah gave birth to a lovely daughter on your birthday last August. Swell, huh? I haven’t got around visiting her yet. Call me a crybaby but thinking about the birthday alone would bring tears to my eyes. You know that I always wanted to sleep through August but with the new addition to our family I don’t think I could escape it anymore. Mak is doing well, I think. You can ask more from Zura. Oh Zura is pregnant and expecting in November if I’m not mistaken. I don’t have wide knowledge on the latest buzz in our family. Ask me anything on the twilight saga instead. I can answer faster than Gaban could I tell you. Sorry about that. I’ve been busy caving in and don’t give much thought on stuff other than how to survive my miserable life.

Nothing much to tell you about the political scene except that your favourite party is jinxed with loses in seat by-election. Another one is coming in October, so far the score is 7-1. They don’t have much choice it seems, either revamp or take a hike. Football scene in Malaysia is quite boring, so I won’t touch on that issue. United sold C Ronaldo but it seems like it doesn’t affected their performance so far. Rendra passed away last August. I didn’t realized how sad it’d be until I read a piece written for him in Rolling Stones Indonesia. Well you know what they say, good people always die first. Should you cross his path, tell him that these are my favourite lines from Sajak seorang tua untuk isterinya:

Hidup tidaklah untuk mengeluh dan mengaduh

Hidup adalah untuk mengolah hidup

bekerja membalik tanah

memasuki rahasia langit dan samodra,

serta mencipta dan mengukir dunia.

Kita menyandang tugas,

kerna tugas adalah tugas.

Bukannya demi sorga atau neraka.

Tetapi demi kehormatan seorang manusia.

Ok Abah.Wish I could write more but I have to continue struggling for my survival. Have fun visiting around, hopefully you cover more grounds this Ramadhan. By the way, I won't be visiting your grave this year. No hurt feelings ya?

Love

your ever miserable daughter

Fakta Muzikal Tun Abdul Razak atau dalam bahasa penjajah Trivia of Tun Abdul Razak’s Musical

2009-08-24T22:26:00.005+08:00

Oleh sebab ramai yang tidak dapat menonton dengan alasan seperti tiket sudah kehabisan, maka saya dengan murah hatinya ingin berkongsi fakta-fakta menarik yang saya kutip sepanjang menonton muzikal tersebut.

1. Terdapat 16 babak dan 16 lagu di dalam teater ini

Lagu yang ada di dalam teater ini melebihi jumlah lagu yang terdapat di dalam High School Musical 3. Ha, hadek-hadek kagum tak korang? HSM 3 pun ada 10 lagu jeh tapi teater ni ada 16 lagu. Namun daripada kesemua lagu yang ada hanya satu lagu sahaja yang aku masih ingat di dalam otak aku iaitu di babak 5 bertajuk Kita Serumpun. Susunan muziknya amat ‘catchy’ dan melambangkan identiti Malaysia dan Indonesia. Aku nyaris-nyaris sahaja bangun dari kerusi dan berteriak ya kita memang serumpun, maka hentikan pergaduhan-pergaduhan bodoh yang tidak menguntungkan sesiapa! Muzik ini memang menaikkan semangat. Saya suka! Tahniah Encik Ruslan Imam.

2. Fauziah Latif pancit

Di zaman kegemilangan Kak Gee dulu saya suka juga mendengar lagu nyanyian Kak Gee di corong-corong radio. Dah, tak yah berlakon cool dan berpura-pura yang korang tak tahu lagu layu di tasik madu tu. Entah-entah dulu pakat beratur kat tangga sekolah buat show nyanyi lagu ni time rehat. Malahan kedua kakak saya dengan gigihnya telah mengumpul duit belanja sekolah yang tidak seberapanya itu untuk membeli kaset-kaset yang asli. Lakonan Kak Gee di dalam rancangan-rancangan raya terbitan Azwan Ali (sebelum dia menjadi seorang yang jelik) seperti Lontong amat menarik juga. Tetapi itu tidak bermakna Kak Gee boleh berlakon teater dan menyanyi ‘live’ dengan baik. Maafkan saya Kak Gee. Memang jujur pernyataan saya ini, Kak Gee pancit! Tapi kalau ini bukan teater muzikal dan tak perlu menyanyi serta yang penting hanya perlu kelihatan cantik dan menarik seperti semasa memperagakan mutiara Rafflesia maka watak Tun Rahah ini memang sesuai untuk Kak Gee.

3. Rashidi Ishak, anda memang hensem tetapi ia tidak dapat menutup kelemahan suara anda

Ini seorang lagi idola aku dulu-dulu iaitu sejak zaman dia popular dengan iklan Levi’s tu. Ala, zaman-zaman dia dengan Dead Mushroom tu. Pastu entah macam mana dia jadi pelakon, tapi aku redha jeh fasal boleh nampak muka dia kat TV selalu. Selepas ini, tolonglah berlakon drama dengan filem je yek? Aku musykil mengenai cara pemilihan pelakon untuk watak Tun Razak. Asal boleh je ke?Sanggup menerima bayaran murah? Hanya mereka dan keluarga mereka sahaja yang tahu bagaimana caranya. Suara memang sepatutnya tak boleh nak komen sangat fasal dia bukan penyanyi. Kalau yang memang penyanyi pun pancit apa tah lagi dia yg main gitar jeh. Ok, suara Rashidi Ishak tak le seteruk suara mereka yang menyanyi secara syok sendiri di karaoke jamban tapi kenapa penghayatan watak tak seberapa. Halo, bukan takde pengalaman berlakon okes? Kuciwa saya tau! Nasib baik tiket free. Kalau tak dah lama saya baling kasut ke pentas.

4. Dato’ Rahim Razali, saya hormati anda sebagai pengarah tersohor yang berpengalaman tapi kenapalah teater ini sepertinya syok sendiri?

Siapa yang tak pernah menonton filem Abang dan Matinya seorang patriot memang patut di hukum rejam dengan guli. Ala siapa yang tak ingat dalam filem Abang ini betapa rangginya Ogy Ahmad Daud dengan bajunya yang seksi serta kuku kaler merah cili ittew dan lakonan yang mantap daripada Ahmad Tarmimi Siregar sebelum zaman tekarianya. Tak lupa juga Eman Manan dan Yusuf Wahab yang sangat menjiwai watak mereka di dalam Matinya seorang patriot. Bagi sebab-sebab teknikal dan sebagainya anda boleh merujuk kepada Fadz di blog beliau. Tetapi bagi saya yang cetek ilmu perfileman dan menonton filem hanya kerana penceritaannya dan kepuasan selepas itu, bolehlah dikatakan kedua filem ini memberikan kepuasan dan semangat yang baru setelah menontonnya. Agak menyedihkan teater ini seolah-olah menjadi petunjuk bahawa Dato’ Rahim Razali mungkin sudah hilang taringnya.

5. Garapan lemah menjadikan teater ini satu teater lawak jenaka

Ini teater tentang Tun Razak dan jasanya kepada negara. Tapi saya tidak terasa pun betapa bangganya saya kepada Tun Razak selepas itu. Saya agak terkejut dengan pemilihan baju dan mekap pada babak 2. Aiyoh, ambil idea dari drag show kat La Queen ke uols? Ada sesetengah babak yang sepatutnya menimbulkan perasaan sedih tiba-tiba jadi bahan jenaka dan terdengar deraian ketawa penonton. Ahmad Firdaus Che Yahaya, anda memang berbakat. Tolong jangan sia-siakan bakat anda dengan berlakon watak yang ntah apa ntah.

6. Wabak teater muzikal di Malaysia perlu dikawal

Selepas kejayaan PGL dan P. Ramlee the musical maka rasanya kalau boleh semua produser nak buat teater muzikal. Tolonglah sedar diri yang kedua muzikal tu dibuat dengan teliti dan memang bermutu. Kalau spesifikasinya begitu, tak hairanlah kalau semua orang berebut-rebut nak datang tengok. Tapi ingatlah ye, kalau nak buat teater tu buatlah betul-betul. Jangan sekadar nak menjual tiket atas nama muzikal dan nama-nama pelakon drama,TV atau filem yang tiba-tiba berlakon teater dengan alasan dia nak mencuba sesuatu yg baru. Memang buruk padahnya nanti! Lagi satu, tak semua cerita patut dijadikan muzikal dan Tun Razak ini adalah salah satunya. Noktah!

7. Istana Budaya, dah tak terkawal mutu produksi ke?

Rasanya tahun ni paling kerap saya ke Istana Budaya. Awal-awal IB dibuka dulu rasa vogue dan cool giles kalau kompang ke kenkawan bahawa kita ke sana untuk menonton teater atau persembahan yang bes sampai menjilat siku. Kalau boleh nak tulis kat dahi ni, saya ke IB menonton teater PGL. Hamek ko, sangat la kg kan?hehehehe. Tapi sejak terdapatnya teater yang tahap persembahan sekolah menengah muncul di Istana Budaya maka saya fikir Istana Budaya patut bersikap tegas dan tidak mementingkan wang ringgit sahaja. Ye la, tiket kat IB kan mahal-mahal jugak, macam tiket persembahan Anuar Zain dan Siti Nurhaliza serta teater Mahsuri ittew. Haruslah korang maki berkarung kan kalau bayar RM80 sekali teater cam zaman korang sekolah menengah. kwang3

Terima kasih kepada Doc Zul di atas undangan menonton teater gah dari Aswara ini.

Belasungkawa - Ini Posting yang Maha Panjang

2009-07-27T17:08:00.009+08:00

Boss TSC

Fikiran aku agak serabut sekarang sebenarnya. Kehilangan dua orang kenalan rapat di dalam sela masa seminggu. Ok,memang bunyinya entah apa-apa fasal bukannya aku kematian ahli keluarga tapi bukankah di dalam mengharungi kehidupan moden kita selalunya kawan-kawan akan mengambil alih kedudukan utama berbanding keluarga? (Giles poyo opening line aku)

Kenalan yang pertama menderita selama dua bulan sebelum dijemput sakratul maut untuk bertemu Allah. Lima hari sebelum kematiannya, aku telah pergi melawat Allahyarham di hospital. Dia bukan lagi Aniff Ghani yang suka tengok cerita hantu tapi tutup mata kemudian sibuk tanya apa yang terjadi, nyanyi karaoke sampai nak tercabut anak tekak dan suka buat pelan ad hoc. Imej dia sedang batuk menahan kesakitan itu adalah rekod imej terakhir di dalam otak aku. Kalau otak boleh dioperasi seperti komputer dah lama aku padam semua imej-imej yang membayangkan kesakitan dan penderitaan Aniff dalam otak aku. Termasuk saat di mana dia menunjukkan gerai pau suri di tepi jalan kawasan menuju ke rumahnya. Kekure, ko nampak tak gerai pau tu? Sedap tau pau dia. Ko suka makan paukan? Singgahlah beli pau tepi jalan tu. Adeh kol 12am mana nak ada orang jual pau dah tepi-tepi jalan kampung di Melaka. Tapi satu yang aku suka fasal Aniff ialah motonya : buat sesuatu dengan bersungguh-sungguh. Terima kasih Aniff, aku akan ingat moto ko sampai mati, insya-Allah.

Kenalan yang kedua sangat ultra popular. Tak payah aku sebut nama pun rasanya korang dah tau siapa gerangannya. Mula-mula aku jumpa Yasmin Ahmad ialah semasa tayangan Rabun di LB. Aku memang paling suka Rabun di antara semua filem-filem dia. Sebab itu aku akan hadir pada kebanyakan tayangan filem Rabun di LB. Kepada sesiapa yang bertanya kenapa aku asyik nak menempek tengok Rabun dia akan jawab : So what?She likes my film. Let her watch again and again la.

Banyak benda yang aku dapat daripada Yasmin. Benda yang teramat berharga dia berikan kepada aku ialah beberapa orang manusia yang merupakan peminat filem dia yang akhirnya menjadi geng aku sekarang. Tiada benda lain yang lebih berharga daripada ini. Bos, terima kasih sebab bagi gua kawan-kawan. Aku fikir ramai orang yang dapat menambah kawan bila dorang join blog Yasmin. dan seesuai dengan sifat Yasmin yang suka berkawan. Lagi satu aku sampai sekarang tak percaya bahawa Yasmin karen banget ni boleh terima aku in her circles. Bukan apa dengan aku yang ntah apa ntah berbanding dengan orang lain yang mempunyai pengetahuan filem yang amat luas serta berkarier bagus dan berpandangan jauh. Blog aku pun meraban jeh takde kupasan mendalam tentang politik atau filem. Persamaan kami hanyalah sukakan Rumi dan Neruda. Ada masanya kami menerangkan perasaan masing-masing ketika itu dengan puisi. Aku tak pandai menulis puisi jadi aku copy paste jeh dari bahan online. Selain daripada tu, memang tiada persamaan lain yang ketara. Aku suka lelaki ala-ala mat salleh dan dia suka yang bermata sepet, aku suka muzik rock dan korang pun tau muzik apa yang dia suka berdasarkan kepada runut bunyi filemnya dan lagu-lagu yang di pos ke blog.

Paling akan aku ingat ialah trip kami ke Labuan di atas jemputan Megat untuk program LMAF di tempat dia mengajar. Aku jadi chaperon Yasmin tapi aku tak kisah asalkan dapat jalan-jalan free guna duit kerajaan. Tugas aku sepanjang masa ialah jaga beg semasa dia buat ucapan dan pegang hadiah-hadiah yang dia terima daripada peminat. Serius, dia ramai peminat dan dia pandai flirt. Tak sempat aku nak menuntut ilmu. Kalau tak aku pun mungkin boleh menjadi seorang kaki flirt yang berjaya. Bak kata Megat, aku dan Yasmin seperti teenagers yang tak sedar diri. Asyik tergelak-gelak,terkadang gedik-gedik dan kadang-kadang cam jakun melihat benda yang tak pernah terjumpa di KL atau sepanjang hidup. Keterujaan kami rasanya seperti budak-budak yang dapat pergi rombongan melawat Zoo Negara naik bas persiaran cuma kami up sikit sebab dapat naik kapal terbang MAS dan tidur di Sheraton Hotel Labuan.

Aku hanya akan menyimpan imej Yasmin sebagai seorang yang suka ketawa besar dan tidak pernah berdengki dengan orang. Walaupun berkali-kali aku ucapkan terima kasih kepada dia, aku rasa macam tak cukup je ucapan aku tu. Aku tak pandai mengucapkan selamat tinggal, jadi posting ini akan dikahiri dengan petikan chat di antara aku dengan Yasmin, supaya orang yang tidak kenal Yasmin akan lebih memahami siapa dia dan akan mengasihi dia sebagaimana kita yang berpeluang untuk berkawan dengan Allahyarhamah.

Chat ini mengambil tempat selepas tayangan talentime di LB

Kekure: i started off today pretty bad..my car had been hit and my bumper all wrecked up
but when these people told me that i’ve done a great job it wiped off every bad feelings
i guess that's what you feel when people tell you that your movies moved them

yasminthestoryteller: yes, but lately, it's been slightly different. starting from mukhsin, my eyes, my mind, and my heart became more aware of the blessings that come while i'm making my films. so much so, it's almost as if nothing that happens is of my doing; i'm just an instrument; like a log floating down a river. it's a liberating feeling. and when the work is done, it almost doesn't matter what happens or what response it gets. do you understand?

Kekure: hmmm..yeap...
god blessed you with good ideas
my colleague asked about u the other day
he asked me how you are like as a human being
told him that you are a nice person who is sincere it whatever she does
and he said that's why god blessed people that are sincere with good things

yasminthestoryteller: this is an important experience for me. i think i'll do a posting about it. "are my films really mine?"

Kekure: yeap..you should!
is there any invisible hands behind yasmin's work?

yasminthestoryteller: absolutely! and from where i stand, it wasn't invisible at all!
interesting!
the 2 birds hopping into frame as hafiz prayed in the mosque after his mother died, for example. the blessing was totally visible!

Kekure: i totally remembered that..some people might think that you coax the birds there

yasminthestoryteller: they don't know, that's why. when ted said she had never cried so much for any of my films before but that it was her least favourite of my films, i smiled so broadly. it was god's beauty that drew out her tears.

Kekure: iyalah..i je tak suka this movie :P
but i suppose with talentime it'll draw some new fans

yasminthestoryteller: i'm smiling broadly again. :-)

Kekure: especially those that never like ur movies
yes it's a beautiful movie but in some ways i just don't feel it hehehe

yasminthestoryteller: your loss. hehe!

Kekure: but give me rabun any days and i'll cry like heavy rains :)

yasminthestoryteller: maybe you're in denial about something?

Kekure: maybe
lately i live in a surreal world
so it's kind of hard to like talentime
kenyataan yang terlalu kejam :'(

yasminthestoryteller: hmmm...

Kekure: that should be the film's tagline..kenyataan itu sesuatu yang kejam..

yasminthestoryteller: i got no tagline for talentime. maybe "love comes in silence". don't know.
you need a toothache or a migraine to bring you back into perspective.

Kekure: i already had my car wrecked so insya Allah i'll have some new perspective on life soon :)

yasminthestoryteller: car wreck is till emotional pain. bad toothache or migraine makes you think, "oh god, please give me emotional pain instead..."

Kekure: i had that on monday..
but when i recited yassin i cried my heart out

yasminthestoryteller: not everything we want is ours. that's why there's such a thing as theft.

Kekure: and i opened up quran the page that i opened up without conscience is alam nasyrah
ada kemudahan after all the hardship

yasminthestoryteller: alhamdulillah

Kekure: perhaps it was god's way of telling me that hey something good will come ur way..do u think?

yasminthestoryteller: yes. how can u even doubt that.

Kekure: after that i felt that i shouldn't be tamak
so i shouldn't ask for more..just yet

yasminthestoryteller: ask for peace of mind.

Pesta Malam Indonesia 3

2009-06-17T18:38:00.002+08:00

Band yang aku tunggu-tunggu

Gigi

Sheila on 7

Dewa 19

Padi

Jom berjimba-jimba

Untuk Nenek yang Tidak Pernah Aku Kenali

2009-05-27T07:34:00.003+08:00

21 Mei 2009 nenek sebelah abah aku meninggal akibat komplikasi usus. Menurut kakak aku, saudara abah terlupa untuk memaklumkan keluarga kami mengenai masalah kesihatan nenek aku dan dia akhirnya meninggal di atas meja bedah. Tragis seperti adegan di dalam Grey’s Anatomy tetapi tanpa adegan ahli keluarga terlupa memaklumkan saudara yang lain bahawa ibu mereka sedang tenat. Secara jujur aku tiada sangat kenangan dengan nenek aku sebab aku rasa opah aku sebelah mak lebih cool dan vogue sebab dia boleh skiping engrish!hahaha

Sebenarnya, bukan senang menjadi anak kepada menantu yang di tolak mentah-mentah oleh keluarga mentua. Ala-ala di pandang hina kalau balik kampung masa raya. Kedua ibu bapa aku mula menghadapi dugaan semasa hari perkahwinan, kata orang akibat berkahwin tak mendapat restu keluarga abah. Entahlah labu! Gara-gara peristiwa 13 Mei 1969 kelam kabut jadinya majlis kenduri mak abah aku. Nasib baiklah sempat akad nikah, kalau tak kempunan abah aku nak bergaya dengan cermin mata hitam yang dia beli kat Singapura dan jadi modal dia mengurat awek.

Paling aku ingat bila aku di kejar macam ayam oleh nenek aku. Standard la aku, kalau balik raya ke kampung sebelah abah penuh la kereta dengan senapang, koleksi askar dan buku untuk aku memenuhi masa kat kampung. Kadang-kadang fasal nak rasuah aku supaya balik kampung abah akan belikan aku aksesori baru macam topi koboi supaya aku boleh bergaya keliling kampung sambil kutip duit raya. Bila dah berjumpa dengan sepupu-sepupu lelaki aku maka terjadilah pertempuran di antara askar British dan Jepun. Nenek aku hangin satu badan fasal kita orang bising nak mampus dan ayam-ayamnya menjadi POW. Pasukan mana paling banyak dapat POW maka dialah pemenangnya. Setelah penat menahan sabar, maka nenek aku akhirnya bertukar menjadi kejam ala-ala ibu mertuaku. Oleh sebab ayamnya telah habis menjadi POW dan reban ayam kosong, maka kami sekalian cucunya di tangkap dan dimasukkan ke dalam reban bagi menggantikan ayam yang dah togel kena seksa. Zaman tu aku yang paling kecil dan licik maka aku terlepas daripada di sumbat ke dalam reban ayam. Jenuh aku pecut 100m berlawan lari dengan nenek aku. Sepupu aku ada empat orang yang merasa duduk dalam reban ayam dan dah besar pakat menjadi doktor dan peguam. Rugi betul aku tak masuk sekali, kalau tak mesti aku pun dah ada kerjaya yang glamour jugak!

Kali terakhir aku berjumpa nenek aku ialah pada dua tahun lepas. Aku balik pun sebab mak dengan kakak aku paksa aku balik. Ikutkan hati aku malas nak balik langsung selepas kematian abah. Walaupun mak dah berkahwin dengan abah lebih 30 tahun pun, keluarga abah aku tetap tak nak terima mak aku dan kami adik-beradik. Aku tak faham kenapa nak berdendam, marah atau menyimpan apa saja perasaan negatif yang perlu di pendam bawa ke mati. Konsep dendam kesumat sangat tau!

Untuk nenek yang namanya pun tidak aku ketahui, semoga bahagia berada di syurga dan jauh daripada polemik politik Perak yang menyesakkan. Mudah-mudahan nama nenek tidak digunakan oleh pengundi hantu nanti.

Al-fatihah

Songs that I am addicted to

2009-05-16T02:59:00.003+08:00

This is just another day

The Killers Live From Abbey Road from booknutdc on Vimeo.

uncomfortable silent can be so loud

Nothing but movies

2009-05-11T06:37:00.004+08:00

An old friend said to me long before: Those who watch the same movie over and over again are forgivers. To be honest, the concept of forgive and forget is as perplexing as the idea of saving time at government’s function by having emcees simplify the title of minister who attends the ceremony. I wonder what times are we suppose to save here? Malaysian time or GMT time?

Wolverine (A man on high protein diet with claws, groovy hairstyle , cool bike and nothing more)

I have seen Wolverine for three times since the first day of screening and mind you there’s nothing much to be applauded in this movie. Storyline is predictable and nothing new with the CGI .The reason why I watched this movie three times is not because I have started to embrace the concept of to err is human, but I just simply want to watch the two endings: Deadpool coming out of rubble and Wolverine at a café in Japan. I believe that the projectionists at the cinemas that I went to feel like it such a waste of time to play the movie until end of credits so that people could watch the real ending. Either that or he has a brain with the size of peanut. Darn! RM 30 spent and neither ending seen! Nada! Zero!
Perhaps I should ask for refund or apply for projectionist position but after seeing the movie Coming Soon I think the idea is no longer appealing though. Another option left is to *cough* download the dvdrip from *cough* pirate bay.

Coming Soon (Creepy but not creepy enough to stop me from going to cinema)

I first saw the trailer when I went to watch Talentime (An original local film but didn’t last long at cinemas. It is such a loss for those who didn’t watch this great movie). It was totally disturbing and I thought that I should stop visiting cinemas for quite some time after watching it. The story is about a cinema projectionist who involves in piracy because he needs money. It turns out that the movie which he supposes to copy and give out to lanun cetak rompak is haunted and all the hauntings start right after his partner crime is kidnapped by the ghost and ends up being in the movie. The movie started of well but the ending was a bit frustrating. Still, the ghost was quite original and managed to make some people screamed, a few scenes made people jumped off their seats but not good enough to stop you from going to cinema.

Jangan Tegur (Instead of Jangan Tegur, it should have been called Jangan Tengok)

In the spirit of supporting Malaysia’s film industry, I went to watch this movie with a group of friends. Tickets were sponsored by a friend who loves the poster so much that we were forced to watch this movie. (The word forced is used because as a democrat I suggested another movie and a few people had voted on my choice but since my friend was buying the tickets then he vetoed that we watched this dreadful movie).

The very idea to make such a movie is preposterous and yet it’s a free country. If you have the money then you can do whatever movie you like. But to make people feel like they had been conned to watch the movie by manipulation of a trailer that looks promising, well that reason alone would be enough to condemn you to hell. At least that’s my sentiment towards this movie. Oh, don’t waste your money on another local movie that will be shown in cinemas in a few weeks time. It’s just another film with the idea copied from a film produced in a neighboring country.

It is a movie that has straightforward and banal story line which is actually a combo of Asian horror movies with a couple of scarecrows as the main acts and few talented actresses as supporting acts. I suppose the producers felt like the talented actresses couldn’t sell the movies thus the pretty matchstick couple was hired to ensure that movie could at least collect RM 1 million. A scene supposedly copied from exorcist went bad and ended up being labeled as pornographic instead of terrifying. This movie deserves thumbs up for make up and the idea of having blue ghost instead of pale ones. Please don’t waste your money buying the DVD, I bet it’d be on telly for hari raya.

Sell Out (Well, who in their right mind wouldn’t want to watch a handsome BBE on big screen over and over again? Seriously, support local movies with original ideas, just like you support KFC with original recipes)

Here is another movie that I watched for more than once. First time was at the premier but this time around it was even better: watching with my girlfriends! Since I was responsible to choose what movie to watch this time, it was daunting to think whether they’d love the movie as much as I do. All of a sudden I felt dizzy and nauseas. The thought of them go berserk after watching a lousy movie crosses my mind and it made me feel even worst. As soon as I heard the laugh coming from my girlfriends, it felt as if I had given Malaysian film industry another day to live. Literally. Another good movie made by Malaysian for Malaysian. No need to think why it’s called Malaysian movie though no Malay or Indian as the main cast. We are one Malaysialah! Just take your friends to the movie, sing along to songs in it and help to ensure that this movie showing in cinemas until the end of Wajib Tayang. Still can’t get enough of the songs after watching the movie? Buy the cd at your nearest music shop but please fight the demon in you who keeps whispering that you ought to share the songs on internet. Respect our fellow Malaysian who strives to produce their original ideas and have a pity on the hardships that they have to endure.

Sell out - What to sell?

2009-04-28T05:48:00.007+08:00

link to Synopsis

I suppose most of us wouldn’t know who or where the hell Yeo Joon Han (Director of Sell Out) comes from. The name Joon Han may sounds like he’s a Korean but lucky for us he is our fellow Malaysian. His first feature film Sell out has won numerous awards in competitions abroad and its finally going to be screened in our beloved country on 7th of May. Hoorayyyyy, Malaysia Boleh! (I just hate the fact where indie movies could only be watched on big screens in our shore after they won some awards overseas).

There are many scenes where most of us could relate to, from bosses who love to express their disapproval right to your face, to having co-worker that you would love to hate no matter what. Kee Thuan Chye and Lim Teik Leong excel in their characters as the bosses from hell who wouldn’t appreciate originality and hard work shown by Eric Tan (Peter Davies) who invented soyamaker that could last long.What matters the most to them is money and the only staff that they are kind to is the one who climbs the corporate ladder horizontally.

Jerrica Lai as Rafflesia Pong is superb in her character as a Tv show host with lousy rating. You can’t help but to approve of her bickering with her co-worker, Hannah. I love the satire in this movie especially in the scene where Rafflesia Pong questions one of her subjects “What do you think of our government?” The crowd tonight responded to this scene with round of applause! Hopefully none of us would end up in Kamunting anytime soon.

Not only this movie going to make you laugh all the way, but there is a song for you to sing along too! For all the karaoke lovers out there, you would be glad to know that there is one karaoke version song that is surely makes you want to grab a mic. There are about 5 songs in the movies and one of it is catchy enough for me to remember. I don’t know the title of the song that sound rather popish but it is in the scene when Eric’s imaginary self (Well, he’s not only a handsome Eurasian but he also has pragmatic and creative self. Don’t we all wish that we have that too?) stumbles into Rafflesia at the clinic and he sings his heart out while Rafflesia rejects him (I just couldn’t imagine how Rafflesia could ever rejects a man like Eric though, Eurasian samor! Wasted la haiyoh!)

It is a movie with lots of issues that revolve in our country, from filmmakers to office politics; I believe that there must be more than one issue that you are familiar with. Whether you are struggling to stand for you what you believe in or trying like mad to save your career, well this movie has it all.Apart from the fact that it would help if you understand Chinese a bit so you understand why your fellow Malaysian laugh their heart out when it come to names like Rafflesia (largest flower in the world, which reeks of animal carcass) Pong (stink), I believe you could still catch the drift. Bear in mind to keep the logic aside and you shall enjoy this movie. In the end it all sums up to this : such is life!

It will be interesting to see whether Malaysian’s moviegoers are ready for a Malaysian film fill with satire and capable to read between the lines. Perhaps some would dub this movie as black humour but whatever label you put on it, this movie will surely breathe new life to our mind-numbing movie industry which full of mat rempit and bohsia themed movies as of late.

A hyperbole as I am wouldn’t lightly say something. So I when I say that this is the film (spoof ala Malaysia) to watch in May, well, it means that this is the movie to watch. Kill for the tickets if you must.

Big thanks to Ajami Hashim for the invites!

p/s : the soyamaker in this movie really is interesting..10-in-1 samor..but damn expensive

Kekure goes to Teater Mahsuri

2009-04-24T04:03:00.005+08:00

Teater Mahsuri

Aku memang suka Ibu Fauziah Nawi, satu nama yang gah di Malaysia Lakonannya jadi mangsa teraniaya kalau penonton tak menangis satu baldi jangan panggil dia Ibu Fauziah Nawi okes. Tak main la letak eye-mo satu botol, air mata asli katanya. Tak perlu aku senaraikan anugerah, filem, drama dan teater yang dibintanginya kerana aku fikir ramai yang tahu dan peminat setianya mungkin telah menghafal kesemuanya tanpa perlu menggunakan toyol jika masuk kuiz atau kalut nak guna talian hayat andainya di tanya secara spontan. Tahniah kepada beliau kerana akhirnya mendapat peluang untuk mementaskan karyanya di Istana Budaya. Terharu sekejap aku tadi kerana selama ini karya Ibu Fauziah Nawi selalunya hanya di pentas-pentas kecil tetapi hasilnya tidak pernah menghampakan.

Buat pertama kalinya aku merasa terganggu selepas menonton teater. Serius ye, amat serius seperti setiap usaha Wonderpets membantu haiwan di dalam kesusahan. Bukan sahaja terganggu, runsing malahan kecewa dan aku terasa seperti nak mencarut-carut macam Jonathan Davis semasa Sunburst. Aku fikir kekecewaan aku boleh disamakan seperti kecewanya Miss California yang dinafikan mahkota Miss USA kerana dia mengatakan tidak kepada perkahwinan sejenis. Perasaan terganggu aku pula melebihi rasa terganggu yang aku alami selepas melihat Julia Ziegler menjadi hantu berwarna biru di dalam Jangan Tegur yang mana permainan lidahnya lebih kepada lucah daripada mengerikan. (Nota:Aku fikir Julia Ziegler tersalah membuat rujukan. Dia sepatutnya menjadikan Linda Blair di dalam the Exorcist sebagai panduan tetapi terpasang cerita ‘berwarna biru’ dan dia akhirnya mencatat sejarah menjadi hantu kayu paling lawak abad ini.)

Siapa tak kenal Mahsuri dan legenda darah putihnya? Sebut saja Langkawi atau Kedah mesti akan dikaitkan dengan Mahsuri. Aku fikir ia adalah naskhah yang sangat vok untuk di kendalikan oleh Ibu Fauziah Nawi. Sayang sekali hasilnya tak seberapa. Dalam bahasa pasarnya : drama sekolah menengah lagi best!(Ini tidak merujuk kepada High School Musical yang ada Zac Efron tu tapi drama sekolah menengah yang korang sendiri hasilkan semasa minggu bahasa). Ini teater di Istana Budaya, ada satu standard yang tinggi dan kelengkapan yang bagus. Tiada alasan kenapa produksi ini tak berjaya menghasilkan sesuatu yang boleh dibanggakan. Aku tak faham kenapa nak guna konfeti bagi menghasilkan efek semasa babak Mahsuri di bunuh? Hello, ini bukan hari penyampaian hadiah kanak-kanak tabika kemas yang nak guna konfeti-konfeti ni?Apa yang ko nak tunjuk sebenarnya? Nak tunjuk yang salji turun semasa Mahsuri dibunuh? Efek yang HAZAB with capital H kaedahnya.

Sebenarnya salah aku jugak kot kerana menaruh harapan yang tinggi. Kalau dilihat pada barisan pelakonnya ada 2 nama yang aku suka lihat di teater : Vanida Imran dan Azizah Mahzan. Aku pernah melihat Vanida Imran di dalam Lantai T Pinkie dan Wangi Jadi Saksi. Karen banget dan jamban dia pun best! Dalam Mahsuri dia tak menyinar pun dan aku rasa ia satu pembaziran bakat yang teramat kerana dia boleh berlakon. Arja Lee tu walaupun muka hensem nasib baik la boleh jugak berlakon, cuma suaranya kurang jelas pada sesetengah babak. Lainlah kalau pasangan kayu iaitu Julia Ziegler dan Pierre Andre berlakon Jangan Tegur the Musical, memang patutlah lagu lebih banyak daripada berdialog supaya tak ketara yang mereka berdua tu kayu. Kalau dorang tak dapat datang berlakon pun takpe, gantikan saja dengan orang-orangan tiada sapa pun yang perasan. Azizah Mahzan, satu lagi pembaziran di dalam teater ni. Ok, ok dia memang telebey sudah di dalam Spa-Q tetapi dalam teater dia memang bagus. Wataknya sebagai kertu kampung tak menunjukkan kelebihannya yang sebenar. Pelakon yang membawakan watak Wan Mahura yang ala-ala meroyan selepas Wan Darus kawen dengan Mahsuri juga tidak mengecewakan!Mek suka!

Aku senaraikan jek la apa yang aku tak puas hati tentang teater Mahsuri ni.

1. Tiada disebutkan tentang darah putih

Apa yang membuatkan Mahsuri satu legenda hebat selain daripada sumpahannya? Tak lain dan tak bukan darah putih yang mengalir keluar daripada badan beliau. Ternanti-nanti aku tadi bagaimana agaknya babak darah putih ini akan di jalankan. Sekali hamek ko! Darah nan ado, sebut pun tidak. Sekurangnya buat la macam darah tu terpercik ke pokok masa Mahsuri di tikam dan mengalir tak henti dari celah pokok tu. Mesti ada propsman tau camne nak buat simple trick cenggitu, kan kan kan? Dah le tu pas mayat Mahsuri di serahkan kepada bapaknya boleh pulak bapaknya meroyan tak tentu fasal! Babak penting yang patut lebih dramatik dan memberikan penutup yang lebih kemas kepada teater ini.

2. Pakaian

Orang kedah ada baju tradisinya sendiri ye kawan-kawan iaitu baju Kedah. Malas aku nak cerita panjang, tapi kalau aku orang Kedah mahu hangin gak la. Buat je la Mak Mahsuri tu pakai baju Kedah. Dah nama orang Darat, sah-sah le keje pesawah uols. Makan hati satu kampung tau tengok ko catwalk ke sawah pakai kebaya labuh. Tak pasti sama ada takde kajian, tak de baju Kedah dalam wardrobe Istana Budaya ataupun save budget.

3. Props dan efek

Props dia cun gak la especially pokok kelapa tu. Tahniah kepada mereka yang bertanggungjawab menyediakan pokok kelapa tersebut. Babak Mahsuri mimpi sampai terangkat dari katil tu memang best. Selain daripada tu takde apa sangat la yang nak dibanggakan. Efek paling best pun fasal terlampau banyak black out. Itu pun kalau black out tu boleh di kira sebagai efek.duh! Ada banyak babak penting yang boleh diberikan efek yang lebih ganas untuk menimbulkan empati penonton kepada Mahsuri. Daun-daun yang gugur daripada langit lebih sesuai untuk menggantikan konfeti.

4. Sound, lagu dan suara

Maaf, tiada lagu yang catchy dan selepas beberapa jam aku dah tak ingat pun lagu-lagu yang dinyanyikan. Sound agak off sikit tadi, mungkin ada technical glitches. Sebutan kurang jelas jadi aku tak faham biji butir. Pitching off tak payah cerita, ini bukan blog AF. Lagu yang terlampau banyak sampaikan babak tak payah ada lagu pun nak nyanyi juga. Astaga, suami kau dah nak gi berperang pun boleh nyanyi2 lagi. Ini bukan Wonderpets yang asyik menyanyi bila mereka on the way nak gi selamatkan haiwan! Babak ni sepatutnya dipenuhi dengan dialog- dialog yang meruntun jiwa sebab kita tahu di dalam legendanya bahawa itu adalah detik terakhir Wan Darus melihat Mahsuri hidup. Contoh terbaik ialah filem Armageddon, bila pasukan Bruce Willis dah nak naik kapal angkasa babak-babaknya dipenuhi dengan dialog yang bikin orang menangis sampai abih tisu 1 kotak.

5. Pelakon tambahan yang terlampau ramai

Sesak semacam fasal pelakon tambahan terlampau ramai. Pening kepala aku! Kalau tak kerana baju pelakon utama yang lebih meletopz daripada pelakon tambahan ni mahu le kompius mana satu pelakon tempelan dan mana satu pelakon utama. Tu pun masa babak berlatih silat tuh aku da kompius sekejap fasal baju Wan Darus, Damak lebey kureng jeh ngan yang lain.

Terfikir jugak aku yang cerita ni lack of imaginations. Nak marah aku pun marah lah aku tau bukan ada orang baca pun blog aku. Maaf aku tak berapa ingat nama watak fasal ada masalah sistem bunyi dan sebutan yang kurang jelas jadi aku tak dapat tangkap betul-betul namanya.

Terima kasih tak terhingga kepada encik Ajami Hashim yang bertindak sebagai ketua rombongan. Undanglah lagi ye nanti? hehehe

A short one.Amazed?You Betcha!

2009-04-16T06:23:00.002+08:00

Have you guys ever woken up one morning and the first thing that crossed your mind is that you are fated to do something right on that very day and the best thing to do is embrace your life? Well, that was what exactly happened to me on the day I sent out my resignation letter. It felt like I have seen the light at the end of a very dark and long tunnel. I heard Brandon Flower’s kept calling up my name and told me to come to the light. Come to the light, kekure! Come to the light! NO!NOT CUM TO THE LIGHT! Walk towards the light you, moron. I got distracted on my way there. It’s hard to concentrate when Brandon Flowers is the one waiting for you at another end.

I know my boss thinks that I don’t belong in his team so it was easy to make the decision.I even told him not to be stressful and live life to the fullest. At times, a skeptic like me could be the most buoyant. Why on earth would I want to be in the same room with a dim-witted manager who refuses to listen to your idea even though he is the one who asked for it? I for one wouldn’t want to have any connections with a manager who not only takes credit for other’s hard work but also tends to forget that subordinate is subordinate no matter how close they are to you. If I were the manager, I would have drawn a line, a very thick one mind you. If my subordinate calls me names right to my face, I shall make him cry until he wets his pants and make him swear that I am the fairest of them all. That will just do it, for the time being. Even worst, having a group of suck ups who laugh heartily at your lame jokes during meeting while the rest of your team roll up their eyes and start to bang their head onto the wall. Well, no use of working with someone who couldn’t even master the basic principle of management: Understanding the business process.Enough said.

I believe this is just another phase in my life. Good thing is on its way, Insya-Allah. Some would say that I’ve been leading a dog’s life but hey like I said before, I don’t have any expectations in life. Sounds complicated but it’s easier that way.

Surah Alam-Nashrah

1. Have We not expanded thee thy breast?-

2. And removed from thee thy burden

3. The which did gall thy back?-

4. And raised high the esteem (in which) thou (art held)?

5. So, verily, with every difficulty, there is relief:

6. Verily, with every difficulty there is relief.

7. Therefore, when thou art free (from thine immediate task), still labour hard,

8. And to thy Lord turn (all) thy attention

Expectation?Hallucination? Alien Nation is more like it!

2009-02-18T00:28:00.003+08:00

I remember when I was small; the literature book that I first read was Great Expectations by Charles Dickens. I never read it again. I hated the book and I didn’t know why it was back then. It came back to me now. I hated the title. What is so great about expectations?

Everyone have their expectations in life. It depends on the person to set up their expectant level. As for me I have no expectations in life and so far it works just fine, thank you. For some maybe they have set up such a high level of expectation that after a while when they realize that their expectation is not met, they feel frustrated and angst. Somebody might end up being the so called victim when this person vents their frustration off. This is the most ridiculous thing to do since you might lose the respect and might need to work a lot harder to earn it back.

I have been lending my ears to some people lately. Be it about work or life it always comes down to one thing and one thing only – expectations not met. When I told people that I don’t usually plan my life and I don’t have much expectations I usually get the rolling eyes or worst – Are you nuts? What they don’t know is that it makes me feel good. Don’t get me wrong. I am not trying to brag about how zen my life is. I don’t feel stress if I don’t meet peer group's expectations of having big cars which equals to bigger amount of debt to bank, own a house or two and perhaps could afford to go round the world. I never fully believe in what William Congreve says: Uncertainty and expectation are the joys of life. Uncertainty?Yes, please. Expectation? Hmmmm..let me get back to you after a few years.

To those who now just realized that their expectations are not met in this shit hole, I beg you to stop your whining. You might end up being referred to as an effing nuisance. Yes, everybody had the same dream like yours when they first came in and now they are stuck in the same merde as you are but no we don’t shout to others. We are civilized people who still have our dignity and keep our rationality intact. Mak nyah desperate kat Lorong Haji Taib jek suka jerit-jerit panggil pelanggan ni. If you feel like leaving please do. We are more than happy to fork out some money from our tabung ayam to buy your farewell gift and pretend to be sad though faker is written all over our face when you are about to leave on your last day. No worries, we could handle the workload and I will personally make sure that you won’t be missed.

So now I am living in uncertainty. My work is nothing but a mere delusion of grandeur. The thing is I am neither happy nor frustrated with how things are. At times, it does feels like there’s a cloud hanging over me. I am too tired to let all the constant worry lingers so I live my life as it is. Party onnnnnnnn! Maybe I would be out of work soon, who knows but one thing for sure it’s not that I am in terror of my life.

Pride is seldom delicate, it will please itself with very mean advantages; and envy feels not its own happiness, but when it may be compared with the misery of others – Samuel Johnson

It started with a low light,
Next thing I knew they ripped me from my bed
And then they took my blood type
It left a strange impression in my head.
You know that I was hoping,
That I could leave this
star-crossed world behind
But when they cut me open,
I guess I changed my mind.

And you know I might
Have just flown too far from
the floor this time
Cause they're calling me by my name
And the zipping white light beams
Disregarding bombs and satellites

That was the turning point
That was one lonely night

The star maker says, "It ain´t so bad"
The dream maker's gonna make you mad
The spaceman says, "Everybody look down
it´s all in your mind"

Well now I´m back at home, and
I´m looking forward to this life I live
You know it´s gonna haunt me
So hesitation to this life I give.
You think you might cross over,
you´re caught between the devil
and the deep blue sea
You better look it over,
Before you make that leap

And you know I´m fine,
But I hear those voices at night sometimes-
They justify my claim,
And the public don´t dwell on my transmission
Cause it wasn´t televised

But, it was the turning point,
Oh what a lonely night

The star maker says, "It ain´t so bad"
The dream maker's gonna make you mad
The spaceman says, "Everybody look down
it´s all in your mind"

The star maker says, "It ain´t so bad"
The dream maker's gonna make you mad;
The spaceman says, "Everybody look down
it´s all in your mind"

My global position systems
are vocally addressed
They say the Nile used to
run from East to West,
They say the Nile used to run...
From East to West.

I´m fine
But I hear those voices at night
Sometime...

The star maker says, "It ain´t so bad"
The dream maker's gonna make you mad
The spaceman says, "Everybody look down
it´s all in your mind"
The star maker says, "It ain´t so bad"
The dream maker's gonna make you mad;
The spaceman says, "Everybody look down
it´s all in your mind"

It´s all in my mind
it´s all in my mind

Blog aku dah bersawang

2009-01-20T23:05:00.002+08:00

The Killers - Read my mind

On the corner of main street
Just tryin' to keep it in line.
You say you wanna move on and
You say I'm falling behind.

Can you read my mind?
Can you read my mind?

I never really gave up on
Breakin' out of this two-star town.
I got the green light,
I got a little fight.
I'm gonna turn this thing around.

Can you read my mind?
Can you read my mind?

The good old days, the honest man;
The restless heart, the Promised Land,
A subtle kiss that no one sees;
A broken wrist and a big trapeze.

Oh well I don't mind, if you don't mind.
'Cause I don't shine if you don't shine
Before you go, can you read my mind?

It’s funny how you just break down,
Waitin' on some sign
I pull up to the front of your driveway
With magic soakin' my spine.

Can you read my mind?
Can you read my mind?

The teenage queen, the loaded gun;
The drop dead dream, the Chosen One,
A southern drawl, a world unseen;
A city wall and a trampoline.

Oh well I don't mind, if you don't mind
'Cause I don't shine if you don't shine
Before you jump,
tell me what you find when you read my mind.

Slippin’ in my faith until I fall.
You never returned that call.
Woman, open the door, don't let it sting
I wanna breathe that fire again.

She said I don't mind, if you don't mind
'Cause I don't shine if you don't shine.

Put your back on me,
Put your back on me,
Put your back on me.

The stars are blazing like rebel diamonds cut out of the sun.
Can you read my mind.

Bersempena dengan tahun baru ini, aku fikir ada moleknya jika aku memulakan penulisan aku pada tahun 2009 dengan menulis di dalam bahasa ibunda dan di selang seli dengan bahasa penjajah di masa mendatang. Bunyinya seperti aku akan menulis setiap hari tetapi tuhan saja yang tahu betapa malasnya aku sehinggakan blog aku ini boleh di ibaratkan seperti kuil usang di dalam cerita The Coffin. Dari luar kuil itu tampak kosong ala-ala dah lama tanpa pengunjung kaedahnya. Kat dalam nun ada seorang pakcik tua yang gigih membakar mayat dan menghadapi angker seorang diri. Sibuk pakcik tu uols angkat keranda sorang-sorang saban hari. Ot ke health benefit semua tu tiada, sapa nak jawab? Itulah kebaikan meminum kopi janda di mana taglinenya adalah kami bukan nak menggoda cuma nak berniaga. Uols ada ke tagline gempak cam tu? Ha nan ado kan,kan,kan? Tenaga yang di bekalkan melebihi daripada apa yang kita dapat dengan meminum Milo anda jadi sihat dan kuat ittew. Nampak gayanya Milo kini telah bertemu buku dengan ruas. Bersempena dengan kempen boikot barangan USA dan Israel ini marilah kita bersama-sama meminum kopi buatan tempatan dan memajukan industri kecil negara.

Terlalu banyak benda yang ingin aku ceritakan tapi aku fikir tiada pun bezanya kalau aku tak bercerita , tiada sebarang impak kepada makhluk lain di dalam galaksi ini melainkan jika aku adalah invader zim yang terpaksa melaporkan setiap kemajuan yang di capai dalam rancangan penaklukan bumi kepada bos makhluk asing. Impak maksimumnya hanyalah kepada aku yang selalu mengimbas kembali sesuatu peristiwa secara berulang-ulang di dalam kotak fikiran (Aku musykil kenapa ia di rujuk sebagai kotak fikiran. Otak kita tidak berbentuk empat segi baik segi empat sama atau segi empat tepat. Heksagon pula jauh sekali. Jika seseorang manusia atau tikus jalanan mengalami kecelakaan, otak yang di lenyek oleh tayar akan hancur berderai dan tidak sama sekali menjadi penyek seperti kotak tisu yang dipijak-pijak untuk melepaskan geram kepada rakan sekerja yang kononnya hebat daripada sekalian makhluk yang ada dan telah menjadi punca kepada undang-undang tidak munasabah di laksanakan di pejabat anda. Mungkin sudah banyak sel-sel otak aku yang mati akibat daripada perbuatan berfikir-fikir keterlaluan secara di bawah sedar ini. Aku berazam untuk memakan lebih sayur-sayuran untuk kembali membiakkan sel-sel otak bagi memudahkan penghadaman. Aku tidak patut bergantung pada vitagen mahupun julap sahaja. Yakin boleh, rakan mudaaaaaaaa! Doakan kejayaan saya wahai rakan-rakan (Sila baca dengan penggayaan Spongebob versi Melayu di tv9).

Setelah aku membelek-belek posting aku yang sudah-sudah, agak lama juga aku tidak berbicara mengenai kehidupan di pejabat. Bersesuaian dengan suasana VSS yang mencengkam di banyak syarikat termasuk syarikat aku bekerja mencari sesuap nasik, sekeping steak dan secawan pinacolada(ingat mencengkam dan bukan nasi ayam mancongkam sebelah kedai haji tapah kat jalan Gombak-KL tu okes. Sapa tak tahu kat mana boleh tanya Fadz) aku fikir ada eloknya aku menulis mengenai suasana di pejabat.

Nah, terimalah Pejabat untuk si Dungu/Bahalol/Mangkuk Ayun/Tolol (office for dummies sebenarnya. Keji direct translation gittew, penterjemah terlampau sangat. Disclaimer: cerita yang bakal dibentangkan tiada kene mengene ngan yang masih bernafas di muka bumi yang fana ini. Kalau ko terasa ada kene mengene tu memang la sama ada you’re so vain atau pun ko obses dengan aku sebenarnya, boleh?). Tulisan di bawah ini bolehlah dianggap sebagai FAQ dan di guna pakai bagi menghadapi sebarang gelombang VSS di tempat anda bekerja.

Soalan :Apakah yang perlu saya lakukan jika saya menghadapi kemungkinan diberikan VSS kerana jawatan saya sekarang berada di hierarki terendah di dalam carta organisasi tidak rasmi dan terdapatnya seorang lagi manusia yang berjawatan sama dengan kos yang lebih rendah di China?(VSS tu patutnya di tukar nama menjadi paksa rela dan bukan suka rela fasal takdenyer orang yang menerima pampasan sebulan gaji rela diberhentikan sedangkan kerja lain belum tentu dapat dalam masa 3 bulan)

Jawapan : Ini soalan yang amat menarik untuk di bincangkan ya pembaca sekalian. Apa barang kita bermati-matian demi menyelamatkan pekerjaan yang kita benci dan muak itu? Namun kebenaran itu amat pahit untuk di telan. Walaupun pahitnya bagai memakan jamu kocok di pasar Chow Kit, kita tahu hakikatnya amat sukar untuk mendapat pekerjaan di zaman kemelesetan ekonomi ini. Nampaknya kekuatan dalaman ekonomi kita seperti yang diwartakan saban hari di dalam akhbar tidak menjamin masa depan yang gemilang kepada Islam Hadhari dan bulan mengambang semakin melebarkan pengaruhnya di seluruh Malaysia.

Cara paling mudah yang boleh anda lakukan ialah dengan menjadi barua/kaki repot/pengampu dan lain-lain perkataan bermaksud sama. Taktik ini amatlah sesuai digunakan jika bos anda senang dikotak-katikkan dan mudah termakan hasutan. Perkara pertama yang perlu di buat adalah mengenal pasti seorang rakan sekerja yang senang untuk dikambinghitamkan. Langkah ini amatlah penting dan pastikan bahawa anda mempunyai hujah yang baik semasa membuat pembentangan powerpoint kepada bos anda selain mempunyai keyakinan diri yang amat tinggi bahawa anda adalah orang yang paling penting di dalam pasukan itu. Tanpa anda apalah sangat pasukan yang penuh dengan orang berangan datang kerja dengan lagaknya seperti peserta survivor/ko ingat ko pandai joget/runaway project/AF. Di antara ciri-ciri yang perlu dipertimbangkan bagi memilih seseorang yang bakal dikambinghitamkan ialah mereka yang selalu tiada pejabat di atas sebab-sebab peribadi yang anda fikir (INGAT! Kata kuncinya adalah apa yang anda fikir dan bukan apa yang rakan-rakan sekerja lain fikir) adalah keterlaluan dan menjelikkan. Si mangsa juga mestilah seorang yang kelihatan neutral dan dijangkakan tidak melawan jika sebarang tindakan susulan di ambil. Jangan sesekali memilih orang yang bermulut becok seperti Joyah kerana ia bakal mencetuskan taufan katrina. Tiada sebarang bekas kedap udara yang dapat menahan angin yang bertiup kencang dan boleh menerbangkan shaun the sheep ke Zimbabwe.

Walau bagaimanapun ingin saya tekankan di sini ya para pembaca, semasa membuat kempen kepada bos mengenai orang yang dikambinghitamkan itu, anda perlu memastikan bahawa tindakan yang bakal di ambil oleh bos anda hanyalah melibatkan si kambing hitam itu dan bukan keseluruhan pasukan anda. Awas, buruk padahnya jika tindakan anda mengkambinghitamkan rakan sepasukan menyebabkan kegembiraan berganda rakan-rakan sepasukan seperti boleh bekerja dari rumah sambil memakai kaftan atau kain pelekat di tarik balik dan kedatangan di ambil seperti budak sekolah lagaknya. Nasihat saya jika ini terjadi, silalah parking kereta anda jauh-jauh dan tidak diketahui kordinatnya oleh rakan sekerja kerana ia akan mengundang simbahan cat berwarna merah dan anda bakal di syaki tidak membayar pinjaman along sejak sekian lama seperti wan ...... ittew.

Soalan : Bagaimana untuk membodek bos yang lemau/selenga/hipokrit/(sila letak apa-apa sahaja perkataan yang anda suka) supaya kedudukan anda selamat?

Jawapan : Oh soalan ini adalah lebih mudah untuk di jawab dan caranya pula lebih berisiko rendah. Taktik yang sering diulang-ulang seperti datang awal atau sentiasa menerima ajakan bos untuk makan-makan di restoran mewah walaupun anda membawa bekal ke pejabat setiap hari bagi menjimatkan perbelanjaan adalah sesuatu yang cliché ya para pembaca. Taktik lain yang anda boleh gunakan ialah memastikan bahawa anda mempunyai suara yang lebih lantang daripada bos anda terutamanya ketika mesyuarat mingguan di samping mempunyai ilmu pengetahuan yang lebih tinggi supaya bos merasakan anda adalah heronya (hero jika anda wanita bermisai dan heroin jika anda wanita tanpa misai). Jangan risau jika anda mempunyai pengetahuan yang sama paras dengan bos anda kerana anda boleh menyembunyikan kelemahan anda itu dengan menyampuk atau mencaras terus ayat-ayat yang dilontarkan oleh rakan-rakan sebaya semasa sesi perbincangan. Satu lagi langkah yang perlu di ambil ialah dengan sentiasa melaporkan sebarang perkara yang anda lakukan kepada bos melalui email hatta benda-benda kecil sekalipun seperti rakan sekerja merangkap balaci anda tidak menggunakan huruf kecil pada perkataan yang sepatutnya. Bermuka tebal adalah penting bagi memastikan kejayaan langkah ini kerana rakan-rakan sekerja pasti membenci anda sehinggakan ada yang sanggup menahan kencing dan melompat-lompat di luar tandas kerana menunggu anda keluar akibat daripada rasa benci tahap dewa .Pelbagai gelaran juga bakal disebarkan oleh itu berhati-hatilah jika tiba-tiba rakan sekerja yang tidak pernah bertegur sapa tiba-tiba sahaja tersenyum lebar apabila melihat anda memakai baju berwarna merah jambu kerana mungkin ia berkaitan dengan gelaran anda iaitu miss piggy. Bersabarlah, ini semua hanya dugaan kecil demi memastikan anda masih mempunyai pekerjaan di kemudian hari. Anda pasti ketawa berguling-guling apabila merasai nikmat kejayaan taktik anda ini apabila rakan sekerja mengoyak gambar kucingnya yang di lekat dengan gam gajah kerana menyangka bahawa dia akan bekerja di situ sampai pencen selepas menerima VSS secara paksa rela tetapi anda masih selamat dengan pekerjaan yang anda benci ittew.

Sekian sahaja tips yang boleh dikongsi daripada aku untuk kali ini. Sesungguhnya masa amat mencemburui kita. Jika terdapat sebarang soalan atau cadangan mengenai langkah yang boleh di ambil sila tuliskannya di kotak komen :).Selamat bekerja dan bersykurlah bahawa anda masih ada pekerjaan kepada mereka yang berada di dalam syarikat yang stabil dan tidak akan menghadapi sebarang kemungkinan VSS.

Sehari dalam Hidup Saya

2008-11-18T09:13:00.004+08:00

Isnin

Pagi

Aku bangun awal di pagi Isnin. Kejayaan yang boleh di samakan dengan kejayaan mereka yang menganiaya Sarah Palin dengan panggilan hangit kononnya daripada Presiden Perancis.

Ya, aku bangga dengan diri aku yang bersemangat pergi kerja,lagaknya seperti buang tabiat.

Malah aku sempat singgah beli karipap 3 biji sehengget yang mana saiz karipap itu adalah sebesar botol yakult dan lebih banyak tepung dari inti.

Aku hampir membelasah seorang pakcik kekwat dengan food thong kerana dia memilih-milih karipap untuk mendapatkan karipap bersaiz besar sedangkan jelas dan nyata bahawa makcik jual kuih tu dah tetapkan standard iso 9001 yang karipapnya mestilah sebesar botol yakult, tak lebih tak kurang.

Aku sampai di opis pada jam 8.40 pagi, itu pun sebab jem kat taman desa. Tapi takpe, sempat aku makan karipap dan jus epal cap joy dalam kereta supaya aku joy sepanjang hari.

Ada kurang daripada 5 orang ahli pasukan aku yang ada di opis ketika aku tiba.

Sengalnya aku datang awal pada hari yang tak sepatutnya.

Rupa-rupanya boss aku cuti.

Rugi aku tak add boss aku dalam facebook, kalau tak mesti aku boleh nampak status dia “I’m having a fun time with family” or something to that extend.

Tapi itu tidak memusnahkan hari aku setakat tengah hari kerana aku dan rakan sebaya dan tak seberapa baya telah pergi brunch dengan hati yang girang kerana ketiadaan bos.

Petang

Laptop opis aku memang di buktikan bagus.

Kalis air. Kalau setakat tertumpahkan milo takde hal. Terjatuh ke lantai?Takpe.Maintain!

Bak kata orang, hard disk still up and running kaedahnya. Tapi kalau ko cucuk Botox atau buat nip and tuck selepas mengaktifkan pengenalan wajah masalah jugak la nak access laptop. Maklumlah struktur wajah dah berubah kaedahnya u’ollz. Terpaksa la call help desk kan?

Entah apa malang, aku dapat laptop yang lembapnya boleh menyebabkan hamba Allah yang amat penyabar hilang kesabaran dan menggigit kuku sambil berbaring di bawah meja kerana kesabaran teruji seperti melihat budak-budak makan apom kaler hijau yang ada kelapa di atasnya semasa bulan puasa layaknya, atau yang selenga akan makan tat telur dengan kadar kunyahan 10 kali dalam 30 saat bersama teh panas macam aku buat selalunya.

Kerja yang boleh siap dalam masa 2 jam boleh jadi 4 jam akibat hang 8 kali, nak buka satu program pun bersamaan dengan jangka masa slot senaman di radio 1.8 lagi, 1,2,3.

Nak masuk maghrib baru aku siap kerja yang boleh siap dalam 2 jam ittew. Ya, rekod pulang lewat pada pukul 7pm buat pertama kalinya di opis baru.

Malam

Telefon aku sekarang sentiasa dalam mod senyap. Aku mengamalkan mod senyap selepas waktu kerja.

Balik rumah baca buku, buat kerja freelance, tidur,bangun dan pergi kerja.

Konon aku nak jadi Edward Norton dalam Fight Club. Cumanya aku tak rela lawan-lawan gittew.

Muka aku yang tak lawa ni tak payahlah nak diburukkan lagi.

Mungkin aku patut buat fight club ala Malaysia – main getah atau teng-teng.

Lebih afdal dan menyemai nilai estetika di kalangan rakyat Malaysia.

Zaman ekonomi meleset kena jimat dan buat aktiviti yang tak payah guna duit, tidur sepanjang hari di hujung minggu atau pergi saja perpustakaan atau bertukar-tukar buku dengan kawan-kawan, duduk diam-diam dan membaca di rumah atau padang depan rumah sambil ushar orang yang jogging.

Sedang aku bagi kucing aku makan,ya aku menunaikan azam aku seperti di status FB aku: nak balik awal sebab nak bagi kucing makan dan aku terasa seperti telefon aku berbunyi ring ring ring, ku angkat ku tanya siapa. Malangnya aku tak sempat nak angkat dan bertanyakan siapa.

Hanjeng sangat sebab telefon aku dalam mod senyap. Ada 2 missed call. Semalam aku tengok cerita Korea, Seducing Mr Perfect. Menurut filem itu, kalau orang menghubungi anda lebih daripada 2 kali kerana anda tidak menjawab pada panggilan pertama maknanya orang tu nak bercakap sangat dengan kita dan kita tak sepatutnya membalas panggilan itu. Motif?Jual Mahal katanya. Aku telefon juga si pemanggil walaupun panggilannya tak cukup 3 kali dan aku tak pandai berjual beli. Math SPM aku fail.

Tujuan pemanggil menghubungi aku ialah untuk pass sampah sarap aku yang aku tinggalkan di rumah dia.

Aku bukan tak mahu pergi ambil, cuma aku romantis orangnya. Suka nostalgia tak tentu fasal. Pembungkus hacks dia belikan pun aku nak simpan dalam scrap book.

Situasi semasa aku dengan pemanggil agak kronik, menjunam seperti Wall Street. Tidak!Jangan sekali-kali samakan ia dengan ekonomi Malaysia. Walaupun bursa saham seluruh dunia membuat terjun tiruk tapi pembesar kita kata takpa, ekonomi kita kuat sebab kita ada kekuatan dalaman (ayat alam perwira) dan rakyat masih cukup makan. Selalu aku cakap benda yang aku tak maksudkan kepada dia. Kadang-kadang sebab nak kawal keadaan, kadang-kadang nak sedapkan hati aku atau dia tapi selalunya sebab aku suka cari gaduh. Motif? Fight club wannabe.

Pemanggil tu cakap aku sukar dijangka dan dia dah tak kenal siapa aku lagi. Dia takut aku akan mendatangkan mudarat kepada dia. Jadi dia fikir lebih baik langkah keselamatan di ambil sebelum aku merogol/meliwat dia dengan batang penyapu, kemudian ambil gambar dia menangis di sudut bilik dan tampal di internet atau aku letak ubat cicak dalam milo dia. Aku tak suka cicak tapi aku belum sampai tahap melastik cicak yang membuat u-turn di siling umah aku fasal aku tak pandai melastik.

Aku cepat-cepat jawab ya aku tunggu kau datang kepadanya untuk menjimatkan kredit aku.

Rutin kami seperti biasa.Too much of no sound makes me a bored rabbit.

Supper di gerai milo ais sedap di mana pembancuh airnya adalah mamat Kelantan cute dengan dialek daerah pekat (bukan aku sorang je rasa dia cute, kawan-kawan aku dari pelbagai sex orientation turut mengakuinya) dan dia telah aku ayat selama 2 tahun tapi tak dapat-dapat. Takpo awe, mek percayo usoho tu tangga kejayae. Dah bergelen-gelen air milo bancuhannya aku minum, kadang-kadang sampai 3 cawan demi mengambil hatinya tapi tiada diskaun pun yang aku dapat.

Perbualan sangat lembap dan aku hampir tertidur. Dia sibuk dengan sms, aku pun begitu.

Tiba-tiba hidung aku kembang kerana pada ketika dan saat yang runcing itu sms bertalu-talu dari rakan-rakan terutamanya topik perbincangan berkaitan kegiatan pengedaran wang palsu di gerai nasik lemak kegemaran aku membuatkan aku rasa di hargai rakan dan taulan.

Dia cerita dia hilang kawan kerana kawannya (dia seorang yang ramai kawan, lebih ramai daripada yang aku ada kerana dia popular dan setakat nak bermain sukaneka 10 orang satu team yang mewakili 4 warna boleh sangat la)telah percayakan fitnah yang di tabur orang tak di kenali.

Kata Saharil dalam tulisannya di dalam Romlah the Untold Stories : Kadang-kadang realiti sebenar terlalu hambar, kita lebih percaya pada pembohongan. Aku tak perlu mengulas sebab itu hal peribadi dia dan kawannya, hanya mereka yang tahu hambar atau tidak realiti mereka. Mungkin kawannya itu berpegang kepada ungkapan Saharil tiada orang tahu semua perkara tentang seseorang.

Tapi aku fikir masa yang berlalu dan kejadian-kejadian yang berlaku sepanjangnya, rasa percaya kepada orang yang kita kenali mungkin menjadi rangup seperti rangupnya kuih sepit dan akhirnya ia menjadi lemau . Selepas sekian lama pertemuan akhirnya terisi dengan suasana senyap seperti malaikat lalu sambil masing-masing memandang hp dan bersms dengan orang lain yang kita fikir lebih wajar diberikan perhatian daripada berbual dengan orang di hadapan kita yang pastinya sudi dan suka meluangkan masa mereka untuk kita. Sepanjang perbualan aku terfikir apakah dia akan sesedih itu jika aku tidak lagi berkawan dengannya. Ia surreal jika aku mengatakan ya kerana nyatanya tidak. Orang macam aku bersepah di tepi kolam pancutan air KLCC.

Sebagai penutup majlis aku serahkan kunci rumahnya sebelum di akhiri dengan dia berlari menuruni tangga rumah pangsa yang busuk ini kerana ketepuan tahap gabannya dengan aku.

Ya, dia fikir aku ‘sakit’ kerana pelbagai sebab. Aku teka dia berkata begitu kerana aku tidak merasakan pekerjaan aku best macam suzuki best, sentiasa fikir yang negatif, tinggal seorang diri di rumah seperti kera sumbang dan tiada hobi vogue macam menjahit dan memasak (aku tak tahu sama ada mengedit dan membuat translasi boleh di kira sebagai hobi sebab aku suka keduanya), mengisi masa dengan buku yang tak berfaedah seperti Dissident Marxism dan Che Guevara seolah-olah aku bakal melancarkan satu revolusi yang maha penting pada abad ini di Pandan Jaya serta berkemungkinan besar berhalusinasi dan mendengar bisikan-bisikan syaitan (sila bayangkan aku seperti Jack Nicholson dalam The Shining yang sedang menaip di lobi hotel sebab rambut aku agak tidak terurus seperti singa paddle pop terutamanya bila bangun pagi) yang bakal melayakkan aku untuk muncul di dalam expose mistik. Akibat daripada permasalahan itu, aku telah membawa bersama kadar ketoksikan yang tidak terbendung hingga melebihi titanium peringkat keempat ke dalam hidupnya Apa yang dia tidak tahu ialah aku sudah tiada perasaan untuk keluar berjumpa sesiapa apatah lagi menghubungi orang dan ajak berjumpa. Apa yang aku buat ialah duduk di rumah dan tunggu saja ajakan orang. Aku faham semua orang ada hidup masing-masing cuma selalunya masa aku lebih lapang akibat daripada ketiadaan aktiviti selain daripada yang tersebut di atas.

Sangka aku mungkin aku akan sangat drama seperti selalu, berlari mengejarnya sambil merayu agar diberi tumpang tengok shin chan dan doraemon di rumahnya Sabtu ni.

Ajaibnya, aku hanya memasang telinga mendengar derap kakinya yang berlari laju menuruni tangga seolah di kejar vampire (Saya suka vampire jahat dalam cite Twilight. Dia sangat kacak dan jahat. Saya fetisy lelaki jahat) dan kemudian menerajang kucing aku yang cuba menyeludup bf no entah ke berapa daripada masuk ke dalam rumah sambil mengunci pintu. Aku tak mahu bersubahat, dosa aku pun dah banyak. Lagipun dia baru beranak bulan lepas. Dia dah dermakan anak-anak dia kat orang. Aku pun tak sempat nak daftar ke JPN anak-anak dia tu. Mudah-mudahan jangan jadi anak gelandangan dan masuk 360 TV3.

Macam penutup Saharil dalam Romlah the Untold Stories- Kita kadang-kadang, perasaan diri sendiri pun kita tidak faham dan tidak tahu membaca.

Katy Perry Mannequin

How do I get

Closer to you

When you keep

It all on mute

How will I know

The right way

To love you

Usually the queen of figuring out

Breaking down a man

Is no work out

But I have no clue

How to get

Through to you

Oh, I wanna hit you

Just to see

If you cry

I keep knocking on wood

Hopin there's

A real boy inside

Cause you're not a man

You're just a mannequin

I wish you could feel

That my love is real

But you're not a man

I wish I could just

Turn you on

Put a battery in

And make you talk

Even pull a string

For you to say anything

But with you

There is no guarantee

Only expired warranty

A bunch

Of broken parts

And I can't seem

To find your heart

Oh, I'm such a fool

I'm such a fool

This one's

Outta my hands

I can't put you

Back together again

Cause you're not a man

You're just a Mannequin

I wish you could feel

That my love is real

But you're not a man

You're just a toy

Could you ever be

A real, real boy

Understand

But you're not a man

If the past is a problem

Our future could solve them baby

I could bring you to life

If you'd let me inside baby

It'll hurt,

But in the end you'll be a man

You're not a man

You're just a Mannequin

I wish you could feel

That my love is real

A toy

Could you ever be

A real, real boy

Understand

But you're not a man

You're not a man

You're just a Mannequin

I wish you could feel

That my love is real

But you're not a man

Want to live the life of Riley?

2008-10-31T16:26:00.003+08:00

I’m slowly finding my way out from my portentous philosophizing.
If I were a painter I might have stopped painting a bleak picture of my life.
I had a very long lecture this morning on do’s and don’ts with this particular person.
As usual I ended up being the so-called drama queen.
Never speak when your stomach is empty.
Low sugar in blood brings you no good.
You’d ended up having a long-winded speech and fail to focus on conversation.
Don’t be a difficult person and just live life as it is.
Stay away from personal issues its bad for your mental state of mind.
Thing is not getting better in this particular department.
Out of the blue I suddenly feel like I have a super power and could amend lots of things but this one.
It makes me feel like I’m fighting a losing battle.
For some this is the same-o-same-o me.
When will it stop? I asked myself out loud.
No echoes coming back to haunt me.
At least not today.

My Interpretation - Mika

You talk about life, you talk about death,
And everything in between,
Like it's nothing, and the words are easy.
You talk about me, and you talk about you,
And everything I do,
Like it's something, that needs repeating.
I don't need an alibi or for you to realize,
The things we left unsaid,
Are only taking space up in our head.
Make it my fault, win the game
Point the finger, place the blame
It does me up and down,
It doesn't matter now.

'Cause I don't care if I ever talk to you again.
This is not about emotion,
I don't need a reason not to care what you say,
Or what happened in the end.
This is my interpretation,
And it don't, don't make sense.

The first two weeks turn into ten,
I hold my breath and wonder when it'll happen,
Does it really matter?
If half of what you said is true,
And half of what I didn't do could be different,
Would it make it better?
If we forget the things we know.
Would we have somewhere to go?
The only way is down, I can see that now.
It's really not such a sacrifice
And it don't have to make no sense to you at all,
'Cause this is my interpretation, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Reverse Psycho

2008-10-30T12:59:00.005+08:00

Bila la Malaysia nak ada iklan camni..
kalau aku yang buat iklan mengundi wajib ada Anuar Zain hehe

Hari ini sangat indahkan?

2008-10-29T10:37:00.002+08:00

In the spirit of Viva La Vida I decided start doing things that I never thought I’d do even if tomorrow is doomsday.

It’s nothing bizarre but I believe in taking one step at a time so I tried foot reflexology with a blind masseuse.

When he first touched my cold barefoot I couldn’t help it but to giggle out loud.

It was so ticklish and I couldn’t help myself.

I tried to control my giggle by biting my lips but to no avail.

After 15 minutes I was more relaxed and it went smooth but once in a while my giggle seemed to find its way out.

45 minutes of good foot massage for RM20, I will definitely go again!

Work wise, nothing is going on just yet.Another day goes by with less percentage of brain cells used.

It really is a beautiful day today don’t you think?

Oh Happy Halloween everyone!

Hari yang cerah - Peterpan

Pagi biar kusendiri
Jangan kau mendekat
Wahai matahari
Dingin hati yang bersedih
Tak begitu tenang
Mulai terabaikan

Hari yang cerah untuk jiwa yang sepi
Begitu terang untuk cinta yang mati
Ah... ku coba bertahan dan tak bisa

Kubu langit kelabuku
Tak begitu luas
Seperti memudar
Kini tak terulang lagi
Di hari yang cerah
Dia telah pergi

Hari yang cerah untuk jiwa yang sepi
Ahh.... ku coba bertahan dan tak bisa
Ahh.... mencoba melawan ku lepas
Hari yang cerah untuk jiwa yang sepi...
Begitu terang untuk cinta yang mati

Ahh... kucoba bertahan dah tak bisa
Ahh... mencoba melawan ku lepas
Semua telah hilang ....
Semua telah

Recapitulate

2008-10-20T02:02:00.005+08:00

It’s 2am and I am still wide awake as if I had been drinking from the fountain of latte.

My body is sore, my soul is weary and the throbbing in my heel is almost unbearable.

What does it mean to be me if there is no disaster for a day?

I lost balance while painting a wall and my left foot landed on a plug that was facing up.

There gone some of my skin, a few milliliters of blood and walking around like a handicapped for the rest of the day.

That was the price to pay to make someone happy.

The smile that I got was priceless I guess.

At 8.30am I am scheduled to attend my orientation at the new company.

God knows I’d kill so that I don’t have to attend it.

Not that I don’t want to but I’m afraid that my heel would be aching and surrounded by strangers would make me choke.

I believe that I am now socially retarded.

9 days in the new office I still haven’t make friends with any one from the department.

It’s not that I’m not welcomed but I just don’t feel like hanging out with them.

I was so comfortable at the old company where I knew just about anyone and without any intentions to brag I knew almost everything.

It’s a long and winding road but I believe that such things would take time; especially after all that I have went through.

It’s been 4 years since I last had a permanent position.

I feel awkward knowing that there’s no contract duration.

I am terrified to know that I am duty bound to do my work for as long as I can handle it.

But after giving much thought on the benefits and the solitary that made me changed my career then I believe that from now on I need strong nerves!

I am not saying that it’s unpleasant to work here but knowing myself lots of catastrophe could happen.

Last raya marked the 4^th year of abah not being here with me in this cruel world.

Mak was mad knowing that I decided not to visit the graveyard.

I told her 3 cemeteries to visit in 1 day would leave me feel dreadful all day long.

Raya was no fun at all but time was well spent with watching dvds and completed dozens of missions in GTA and defeated worms in worms 4.

October also marked the date when I moved away from Penang to KL.

5 years in KL but nothing seems to change in me.

Don’t let me start on the downside of being me but let’s just say that I know myself and perhaps a lot of things need to be done for me to change.

All in all I believe there is nothing to look forward to in 2009.

Not having the intention of planning a life is like sitting on the porch with friends, just shooting the breeze.

We Never Change - Coldplay

I wanna live life, never be cruel,
I wanna live life, be good to you.

I wanna fly, never come down,
And live my life,
And have friends around.

We never change, do we?
We never learned to leave,
So I wanna live in a wooden house,
I wanna live life, always be true,
I wanna live life, and be good to you,
I wanna fly, and never come down,
And I live my life, and have friends around.

We never change do we? No, no,
We never learned to bleed,
So I wanna live in a wooden house,
Making more friends would be easy.

O I don't have a show to say,
Yes, and I sing of a single day,
We never change do we?
We never learned to leave.

So, I wanna live life in a wooden house,
Making more friends would be easy,
I wanna live where the sun comes out

Curhat?might be

2008-08-26T17:01:00.002+08:00

yes,i am

selfish
egoistic
stubborn
big headed
letting my world revolves around little miss sunshine
not interested to be anyone's friend anymore
toxic so please stay away for i will bring more harm that good
starting to believe that it's not worth it to trust anyone but yourself

but still,i am

ready to give my shoulder for you to cry on
living my life as it is
optimistic that it's a bright sun shiny day
thankful that there are friends who are willing to listen without being judgmental

Linkin Park - by myself

What do I do to ignore them behind me?
Do I follow my instincts blindly?
Do I hide my pride from these bad dreams
And give in to sad thoughts
That are maddening?
Do I sit here and try to stand it?
Or do I try to catch them red-handed?
Do I trust some and get fooled by phoniness,
Or do I trust nobody and live in loneliness?

Because I can't hold on when I'm stretched so thin
I make the right moves but I'm lost within
I put on my daily facade but then
I just end up getting hurt again
By myself
(Myself)

I ask why
But in my mind I find
I Can't rely on myself
(Myself)
I ask why
But in my mind I find
I Can't rely on myself

I can't hold on
(To what I want when I'm stretched so thin)
It's all too much to take in
I can't hold on
(To anything watching everything spin)
With thoughts of failure sinking in

If I turn my back I'm defenseless
And to go blindly seems senseless
If I hide my pride and let it all go on
Then they'll take from me 'till everything is gone
If I let them go I'll be outrun
But if I try to catch them I'll be outdone
If I'm killed by the questions like a cancer
Then I'll be buried in the silence of the answer
By myself
(Myself)

I ask why
(Myself)
Can't rely on myself
(Myself)
I ask why
But in my mind I find
Can't rely on myself

I can't hold on
(To what I want when I'm stretched so thin)
It's all too much to take in
I can't hold on
(To anything, watching everything spin)
With thoughts of failure sinking in

How do you think
I've lost so much
I'm so afraid (I'm so afraid...)
I'm out of touch
How do you expect (How do you expect)
I will know what to do
When all I know
Is what you tell me to

Don't you KNOW
I can't tell you how to make it GO
No matter what I do, how hard I RUN
I can't seem to convince myself WHY
I'm stuck on the outside

I can't hold on
(To what I want when I'm stretched so thin)
It's all too much to take in
I can't hold on
(To anything, watching everything spin)
With thoughts of failure sinking in

Bare my heart and soul

2008-07-22T15:46:00.003+08:00

No updates whatsoever for a few months. It’s not that I have writer’s block (as if I write that much hoho) but I just don’t have the energy anymore. I am emotionally drained, my body sore from lack of sleep and of course lack of exercise, last but not least because I have nothing else to do but to finish off my downloaded movies and soap operas! Well, blame it on the ADSL in the office.

I haven’t bitch about work for quite sometimes now. Well, I love my work. I don’t have any subordinates which mean I have full control on lots of things. The best thing of all is that my bosses don’t really know what I do unless I update them on meetings that I attend or forwarded those emails sent to me. Heaven? Indeed it is! Apart from having to seat next to the Director who is addicted to Facebook.

I don’t communicate much with my colleagues because I loathe quite a few of them. It could either because they are bimboish, talk cock or definitely pain in the ass. Little Miss Sunshine, who is now my colleague, asked me the other day whether I feel isolated by the rest of the team since I only communicate with less than 10 people. It occurred to me that I don’t give a fig except occasionally it irritates me when quite a few people ignore my emails as if I don’t really exist. My devil-my-care attitudes definitely make my life easier lately if I may say so.

Having Little Miss Sunshine around the office make office hour bearable or I should say livable to say the least. But it slowly and surely it has affected our communication. Little Miss Sunshine pointed out that I have lost my integrity (I don’t really know which one that he means my artistic/professional standard or having strong principles) and being insecure (I wonder if it has something to do with my fashion sense). Whatever it is I know that I’m not being myself lately.

Eventually people will change. One thing for sure I could never hate Little Miss Sunshine and that is why I hope that Little Miss Sunshine will hate me for various reasons that it may be because I think it will make it easier for me to pack my bag and get on with my life. Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words can never hurt me they say. It was proven wrong last night. After all this while my words have finally hurt Little Miss Sunshine so much thus the silent treatment. Stupid jokes on durian made Little Miss Sunshine gnashing his teeth. Today, I woke up to silence. I hate it. It feels like my soul is dead. I wish I am strong enough to swallow the fact that there will never be us. Before the time comes, I would just seize the moment and make the best out of it. I believe in karma, I really do.

"Leave Out All The Rest" Linkin Park

I dreamed I was missing
You were so scared
But no one would listen
Cause no one else cared

After my dreaming
I woke with this fear
What am I leaving
When I'm done here

So if you're asking me
I want you to know

When my time comes
Forget the wrong that I've done
Help me leave behind some
Reasons to be missed

And don't resent me
And when you're feeling empty
Keep me in your memory

Leave out all the rest
Leave out all the rest

Don't be afraid
I've taken my beating
I've shared what I made

I'm strong on the surface
Not all the way through
I've never been perfect
But neither have you

So if you're asking me
I want you to know

When my time comes
Forget the wrong that I've done
Help me leave behind some
Reasons to be missed

Don't resent me
And when you're feeling empty
Keep me in your memory

Leave out all the rest
Leave out all the rest

Forgetting
All the hurt inside
You've learned to hide so well

Pretending
Someone else can come and save me from myself
I can't be who you are

When my time comes
Forget the wrong that I've done
Help me leave behind some
Reasons to be missed

Don't resent me
And when you're feeling empty
Keep me in your memory

Leave out all the rest
Leave out all the rest

Forgetting
All the hurt inside
You've learned to hide so well

Pretending
Someone else can come and save me from myself
I can't be who you are
I can't be who you are

I hate uolz

2008-07-09T18:04:00.004+08:00

Get Set Go - I Hate Everyone

Some stupid chick in the checkout line
Was paying for beer with nickels and dimes
And some old man who clipped coupons
Had argued whenever they wouldn't take one
All I wanted to was buy some cigarettes
But I couldn't take it anymore so I left

I hate everyone

All the people on the street, I hate you all
And the people that I meet, I hate you all
And the people that I know, I hate you all
And the people that I don't, I hate you all
Oh, I hate you all

Some fucking asshole just cut me off
And gave me the finger when I fucking honked
Then he proceeded to put on the brakes
He slammed on the brakes, but I made a mistake
When I climbed out of my van he was waiting
But he was six three and two hundred pounds of Satan

I hate everyone

All the people on the street, I hate you all
And the people that I meet, I hate you all
And the people that I know, I hate you all
And the people that I don't, I hate you all
Oh, I hate you all

I bet you think I'm kidding
But I promise you it's true
I hate most everybody
But most of all I hate
Oh, I hate you

All the people on the street, I hate you all
And the people that I meet, I hate you all
And the people that I know, I hate you all
And the people that I don't, I hate you all
And the people in the east, I hate you all
And the people I hate least, I hate you all
And the people in the west, I hate you all
And the people I like best, I hate you all
Oh, I hate you all

overheard conversation

2008-05-26T14:51:00.004+08:00

pic courtesy of http://zforzzz.fotopages.com/

kakak:adik dah solat?
adik:belum..nanti la dulu
kakak:bila akak solat nanti akak bagitau mak dalam doa akak..makkkk,adik tak nak solat..adik tak nak doakan kesejahteraan mak di syurga..

bila dengar perbualan ini aku teringat abah aku...kesian dia kalau aku tak cukup berdoa untuk kesejahteraan aruah di akhirat

What is happiness to you?

2008-04-15T11:55:00.004+08:00

All I ever wanted is to spend my time with you

Hari Ini Aku Poyo

2008-03-12T10:57:00.005+08:00

It's 3.48 am and some dogs are barking outside. I stared at the screen wanting to write about how much I love 'ulam' but I couldn't because I don't eat vegetables most of the time unless I go to this one fellow's house that loves vegetables so much. Well at least I just need to pretend how much I love 'ulam' and why consuming it makes me look 15 years younger or at least makes my face look 'tegang macam kompang' or 'tegang sebab sentiasa berwudhu'. Yeah right!

I've been having writer's block for god knows how many days already.Four articles need to be sent out before Thursday and I'll be damned if I don't finish it off in time.

I couldn’t help it but being ‘poyo’ all these while and someone might just vomit when he stumbles into this. Well, maybe not. At times people could easily misunderstood why I could be so in love with this particular someone whilst they are not fully aware how hard it is for me to at least truly love someone who is not a family member.I feel that it's hard to let go but I'm not sure whether it's worth to hang on with.

A few conflicts here and there that adds up to all the mess in my brain makes me wish hard that I have magic wand to smooth things out. Knowing that someone sees me as a psycho doesn't help to boost my morale at time like this.Even watching American Psycho at 3am didn't offer me much solutions except that I feel the urge to doodle on my notebook. Unfortunately I could only draw matchstick man if not it might have become a masterpiece in 20 years. I wish!

Until I am out of my writer’s block, do pray that at least I shall be granted brilliant ideas on what to write about by Thursday!

P/S: decided to be back in telco. Couldn’t help it but the offer is too tempting to resist hahaha!

Patrick Bateman in American Psycho

There are no more barriers to cross. All I have in common with the uncontrollable and the insane, the vicious and the evil, all the mayhem I have caused and my utter indifference toward it I have now surpassed. My pain is constant and sharp and I do not hope for a better world for anyone, in fact I want my pain to be inflicted on others. I want no one to escape, but even after admitting this there is no catharsis, my punishment continues to elude me and I gain no deeper knowledge of myself; no new knowledge can be extracted from my telling. This confession has meant nothing.

Kau Yang Terindah

telah lama kau pergi dariku
telah lama kau tinggalkan aku
dan aku pun masih menunggu
dan aku pun masih menunggu

kau kembali tapi bukan untukku
rasa hati masih tetap untuk mu
salahkah bila hati berharap
dan aku pun masih berharap

kau yang terindah untukku
kau yang terindah untukku
kau yang terindah untukku
kau yang terindah untukku

dan aku masih tetap untukmu
aku masih disini untukmu
rasa hati masih untuk yang terindah

kau yang terindah untukku
kau yang terindah untukku..

Akan bertumpahnya darah (tajuk takde kene mengene ngan cerita..cuma aku agak suka keganjilan bunyi ayat ini)

2008-03-04T16:51:00.003+08:00

After a month working in a new position

Realize that some times solicitors and advocates are stupid moron (o^O)
Kiss the right senior partner’s ass and they’ll come to see you and offer you advice. Hence, bigger chances to get increment after 6 months probation
Translator is not a machine translation. That’s why I couldn’t tell you that hatchet job is “selaran” within 5 seconds.
Check the client that’s paying you for your part time translation work. You might end up doing translation for a casino and when you get the pay you feel doubt about the source and end up feeling stress. Well for me at least.%^*()_+

Sembang Pagi

2008-02-27T01:33:00.003+08:00

1.18 am

Mata aku masih buntang

Patutnya aku mengejar dateline kerja

Tapi macam biasa aku selalu tersasar tujuan

Mana mungkin aku menolak peluang berdiskusi dengan Megat

Dia suka berdiskusi, aku suka berdiskusi

Mungkin kami ditakdirkan suka berdiskusi berdua

Kerana tiada siapa mahu mendengar topik bicara kami

Selalunya mengarut tapi tidak malam ini

Megat kata ada cikgu malas, ada cikgu tak reti banyak benda, ada cikgu sambil lewa

Aku jawab : Abah aku penyabar, dia ikhlas dengan ilmu yang ada

Sebab itu agaknya abah aku saban tahun mengajar kelas pemulihan

Pernah aku menyorok di balik pintu

Memerhatikan abah aku bersama murid-muridnya

Abah tidak suka mengajar aku

Dia fikir aku degil dan dia terkadang hilang sabar apabila mengajar aku

Mat Isa, cuba eja johan...

J-i-b-u-n..J-o-h-a-n cikgu

Salah Mat Isa..cuba tengok betul-betul

Saya tak tau cikgu

Pelan-pelan cuba lagi sampai dapat

Aku sudah menyumpah di belakang pintu

Aduh!bengapnya Mat Isa ni

J-o-h-a-n la Mat Isa jerit aku

Sudahnya aku pulak yang di tempelak abah

Jangan ganggu budak-budak ni!

Aku sedih campur cemburu

Abah aku lagi senang mengajar mereka dari aku!

Untitled

2008-02-19T12:33:00.004+08:00

The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford

If you are wondering why Casey Affleck is nominated in the supporting act category for this movie, please watch it ASAP. Though deep down I was hoping that Brad Pitt would be nominated instead but of course I have to accept the fact that Casey Affleck deserves it.(plastic sangat kan?hahah). Towards the end of the movie I was reminded yet again why I love Brad Pitt in 12 Monkeys. Wacko! Another movie about betrayal and trust that is beautifully written. I must warn you that it’s kind of slow and not for those who love fast moving and full of action kind of movie. This might contain spoiler but what the heck, nobody’s reading anyway lol.

My favourite scene is when Jesse James (Brad Pitt) says to Robert Ford (Casey Affleck) while Robert’s brother Charley Ford (Sam Rockwell) is looking at them both : The picture is kind of dirty and Jesse takes chair and stand on it to clean up the picture of a black stallion that hangs on the wall. Jesse then see the reflection on the mirror that Charley has already point his gun at Jesse and he knows that he’s going to die soon. Marvellous!

A beautiful narration from the movie:

He was ashamed of his persiflage, his boasting, his pretensions of courage and ruthlessness; he was sorry about his cold-bloodedness, his dispassion, his inability to express what he now believed was the case- that he truly regretted killing Jesse, that he missed the man as much as anybody and wished his murder hadn't been necessary. Even as he circulated his saloon he knew that the smiles disappeared when he passed by. He received so many menacing letters that he could read them without any reaction except curiosity. He kept to his apartment all day, flipping over playing cards, looking at his destiny in every King and Jack. Edward O'Kelly came up from Bachelor at one P.M. on the 8th. He had no grand scheme. No strategy. No agreement with higher authorities. Nothing but a vague longing for glory, and a generalized wish for revenge against Robert Ford. Edward O'Kelly would be ordered to serve a life sentence in the Colorado Penitentiary for second degree murder. Over seven thousand signatures would eventually be gathered in a petition asking for O'Kelly's release, and in 1902, Governor James B. Ullman would pardon the man. There would be no eulogies for Bob, no photographs of his body would be sold in sundries stores, no people would crowd the streets in the rain to see his funeral cortege, no biographies would be written about him, no children named after him, no one would ever pay twenty-five cents to stand in the rooms he grew up in. The shotgun would ignite, and Ella May would scream, but Robert Ford would only lay on the floor and look at the ceiling, the light going out of his eyes before he could find the right words.

I need fountain of Youth!

It just occurred to me yesterday that I don’t have anymore weekends until I settle my freelance work which is scheduled to wrap in 20 March 2008 which I work simultaneously with other projects. I was putting on my sun block this morning before I went to work and how I suddenly let out a piercing shriek when I realized how terrible my eye bags had become. Maybe I should save up my money for botox or perhaps start having tempeh everyday like one of the MB told the public when asked about rumours of him having botox injected to make him looks 10 years younger. Duh!

This is the life!

2008-02-15T08:28:00.002+08:00

Aloha boys and girls

I have abandoned my blog since December and it is such a joy to find the time to write again.

For some reasons, I have been occupied with lots of things lately, both in my permanent and freelance work. At the moment it feels like everything works according to plan but we’ll see how it goes. It’s just February anyway so I suppose it’s better if I leave everything in god’s hand.

Already in my second week in the new position that I thought would be less stressful but actually not.The location is far from my place but quite convenient to get there. I have no boss (yeayyyyyyy!) and no colleagues, but supervised by a senior partner than I only see once a week if he wants to give me special instructions i.e translating 42 pages of affidavit in 4 hours. Ampeh betol! As punctuality is listed at the fourth paragraph in my offer letter, of course I feel nervous if I reach Bangsar LRT station at 8am.Second week in the company and I already got 1 red dot in my punch card. Bleurghhhhh!Yes, we have punch card here in the company as well as a tea lady who serves drinks twice a day. Once, she came over to my place and offered me coffee and I politely said no because I bought some juice and brought it to work. Guess what? In the afternoon she didn’t offer me anymore drink. Lesson learnt so every time she offers I just accept it hahahaha.

I briefly have contacts with people in my position now. But when I do something funny would happen. As some one very dear said to me I am Diva Dizaz (Disaster). Luckily this time it wasn’t me that was disastrous.

Legally blonde : Hi Kak..(Kak?Aiyoh keji tau ko nie)

Kekure : Hey there.

Legally blonde : I’m the pupil. My name is Miss XXXX

Kekure : I’m the translator. You can call me XXXX. Nice to meet you Miss XXXX

Legally blonde : Same here. Any ways are you busy now?

Kekure : Yeah. Got dateline in one hour. Senior partner wants this document in 1 hour.

Legally blonde : Oh, I got things to be translated too.

Kekure : Is it urgent? Can you wait? You can just leave the documents here and I’ll sort it out after I finish this one(at this point I was already irritated and feeling a bit cranky as the senior’s secretary kept bugging me every half an hour. Nak cepat ko buat sendiri la kan? Huhuhuhu)

Legally blonde : Maybe I can use the pc in next cubicle and I just ask you directly if I have any questions?

Kekure : Sure. I’m cool with that. (Apa-apa jek la labu..aku dah malas nak layan ko)

After 2 minutes

Legally blonde : Aka (you can tell what race is it with this word. Sorry, it might offend someone)

Kekure : Yeap. What’s the problem?

Legally blonde : The monitor is blank (please read in bimbo tone)

Kekure : Have you switched it on?

Legally blonde : Yes I did. Can you come over and see what seems to be the problem.

Kekure then reluctantly got up and walked to next cubicle to save legally blonde from doom.

Legally blonde : See, told you that the pc is not working.

Kekure : Yes it’s not working because you didn’t push the on button dear! (She just switched on the onitor but not the CPU for god sake!)

This one happened to my colleague that works in It dept.

Legally blonde : My computer got virus one. When I type only gibberish will come out. See?

(At this point legally blonde was demonstrating it to my colleague)

IT : Oh ok. Can you move aside so I can check it out?

Legally blonde : Sure. Have a seat. (got up and brought her book along)

IT : It’s ok now. You can use the laptop. No problem at all it seems.

Legally blonde : Eh, how come ah? Just now when I type type only gibberish what?

IT : Oh that one? Of course la kan? Because your book was on the keyboard so just now you have removed it kan? The book was pressuring the keyboard lah.

Legally blonde : Oh ya ka?

Untuk sahabat-sahabat yang masih bersamaku walaupun aku banyak menyusahkan

Nidji - Arti Sahabat

Tak mudah untuk kita hadapi
Perbedaan yang berarti
Tak mudah untuk kita lewati
Rintangan silih berganti

Kau masih berdiri
Kita masih di sini
Tunjukkan pada dunia
Arti sahabat

Kau teman sejati
Kita teman sejati
Hadapilan dunia
Genggam tanganku

Tak mudah untuk kita sadari
Saling mendengarkan hati
Tak mudah untuk kita pahami
Berbagi rasa di hati

Kau adalah..
Tempatku membagi kisahku
Kau sempurna
Jadi bagian hidupku
Apapun kekuranganmu

Rambles, Shambles or both?

2007-12-16T02:42:00.000+08:00

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

Quick updates

2007-12-10T02:47:00.000+08:00

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.

Misión Cumplida

2007-11-21T18:18:00.000+08:00

pic courtesy of http://espn-att.starwave.com/media/ten/2005/0529/photo/r_nadal_i.jpg

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

For the singles out there

2007-10-22T21:25:00.000+08:00

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…

Selamat Hari Raya!

2007-10-20T20:57:00.001+08:00

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

Faithful Departed

2007-10-02T23:22:00.000+08:00

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

Va te faire voir

2007-09-21T00:34:00.000+08:00

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

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

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

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

gloomy

2007-08-29T05:10:00.000+08:00

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

Would you like to see the face of death?

2007-08-23T17:49:00.000+08:00

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.

Epigram? No?

2007-07-19T12:10:00.000+08:00

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.

Knickerbocker glory anyone?

2007-07-07T12:56:00.000+08:00

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

Bosan tahap GABAN

2007-06-29T13:27:00.000+08:00

"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.

Fue Un Viaje Estupendo

2007-06-27T14:09:00.000+08:00

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.

All part of life's rich tapestry

2007-06-13T16:32:00.000+08:00

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.

Be Afraid, Be Very Very Afraid

2007-06-04T16:49:00.000+08:00

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

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

2007-05-29T18:12:00.000+08:00

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 :)

Counting Crows

2007-04-04T11:47:00.000+08:00

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.

I want to scream myself hoarse!

2007-03-14T09:14:00.000+08:00

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**

The man on the Clapham omnibus

2007-03-09T13:45:00.000+08:00

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

Life in brief

2007-02-06T23:44:00.000+08:00

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

Men

2007-01-16T15:49:00.000+08:00

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

Joyeux anniversaire

2007-01-11T19:40:00.000+08:00

Passe une tres tres bonne annee !

(Merci David)

Hold within your arms a sun

And let it smile and wish you well.

Play with it, and when you're done,

Put it where you'll never tell.

Your sun will smile just for you,

Being yours, and yours alone,

Inside your palace, out of view,

Resting in a place unknown.

The sun I wish for you is bright,

Happy doing what suns will:Daring to hold off the night

As loves and dreams your future fill,

Your cares caress and sorrows still.

Spot the grammatical errors!

2007-01-11T09:30:00.000+08:00

I wish I could slang him for his grammatical errors*sigh*

As we know, XXX is a experience person on the transmissions. He studies the documents deeply and the installation! He cannot accept small mistake even the tape error! on the documentation, otherwise the document will be rejected. xxx and I have met him regarding the documentation issue.

He comment and requested as shown below:

1.) Formatting issue -

The Site A status and information must be lower side band then follow by upper side band as site B including Site survey information, Drawing layout, Photo and ATP.

2.) Paper quality.

3.) Layout issue -

The propose antenna, feeder run and IDU position drawing must teally to the photo taken at site before and after the installation.
- The feeder length must indicate at all the position. for example: feeder length count from antenna position to IDU position.
- The tower length position must indicate: A, B, C and D. For example: (Drawing Top-view) If the North position facing to top, the A indication is located at the top of the right-hand side tower -leg (clockwise).

4.) Factory test result on the microwave equipment.

5.) All the test result must attach to the document such:

- Frequency scanning spectrum result.
- AGC flat-fit margin result.
- BER performance result.
- Softwave configuration.

6.) Signature on the document process follows the table contents and not compile together.

7.) He prefers the BER performance result by using the original paper from Digital transmissions analyzer and not using A4 generated from soft-wave.

Notice: We cannot fix a target or deadline to Sub-cons as similar like Node-B because we need to submit one example completed document as according to (^O^) standard. Let him comment on the PDH documentation until he feels that our PDH document satisfactorily. If the PDH document approved by XXX. We must let him to sign on the confirmation on the PDH format (acknowledgment) to prevent of him to propose new ideas on the documents format in future.

Action : After everything is confirm then we will start to fix a target or deadline to sub-cons for the PDH submissions

***this is a sign that I am too bored at work***

Love - Overrated?

2007-01-10T19:03:00.000+08:00

Love

Then said Almitra, "Speak to us of Love."
And he raised his head and looked upon the people, and there fell a stillness upon them.
And with a great voice he said:
When love beckons to you follow him,
Though his ways are hard and steep.

And when his wings enfold you yield to him,
Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.
And when he speaks to you believe in him,
Though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden.
For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning.
Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun,
So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth.

Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself.
He threshes you to make you naked.
He sifts you to free you from your husks.
He grinds you to whiteness.

He kneads you until you are pliant;
And then he assigns you to his sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for God's sacred feast.
All these things shall love do unto you that you may know the secrets of your heart, and in that knowledge become a fragment of Life's heart.

But if in your fear you would seek only love's peace and love's pleasure,
Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of love's threshing-floor,
Into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears.

Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself.
Love possesses not nor would it be possessed;
For love is sufficient unto love.

When you love you should not say, "God is in my heart," but rather, I am in the heart of God."
And think not you can direct the course of love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.
Love has no other desire but to fulfil itself.

But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.

To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
And to bleed willingly and joyfully.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;
To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy;
To return home at eventide with gratitude;
And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.

The Prophet - Kahlil Gibran

Work

I just came out of the team meeting. It had been cancelled twice since everybody was busy with their own activities i.e : meeting the customers, de tour to somewhere else on the way to meeting, calling in sick etc. We finally managed to attend the meeting though I was like 15mins late. It all started with my- so- called -helper- who- keeps- sending-emails -with -lots- of -grammatical- errors (which I cannot tolerate any longer) had made an appointment with the subcon.I was not aware of his appointment with them and what made it worst? He pretended that he knew everything but he wasn't and I ended up having to explain everything to them. The frosting on the cake? My team mates let me sat next to my boss which meant that I would have to nod and to show lots of interest though the agendas were mainly shite. The boss wished us Happy New Year then the resolutions and objectives of the team. He then appointed some of us to lead a weekly meeting which I supposed was unnecessary since we always have discussion over coffee at 4pm daily hahaha. The assignment for the next meeting : a 300 words essay on our objectives and missions for 2007. Interesting huh? Now would anybody want to volunteer to do my part? LOL

Books

Am reading 3 books simultaneously - purification of heart, lissey's story and american gods. The last book that I read from Stephen King was black house. Lissey's story very much reminded me why I fell in love with his writing when i was in form 1. get a copy of the comic tragedy or the tragedy comic by neil gaiman i suppose you'll be hooked with his writing.

Life

Nothing much going on