Mind your languange

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Bonne et heureuse annee!!!!

LOVE HURTS - INCUBUS

Tonight we drink to youth& holding fast to truth.
(I don’t want to lose what I had as a boy.)
My heart still has a beat
but love is now a feat
(as common as a cold day in LA.)

Sometimes when I’m alone, I wonder/is there a spell that I am under
Keeping me from seeing the real thing?
Love hurts
but sometimes it’s a good hurt & it feels like I’m alive.
Love sings
when it transcends the bad things.
Have a heart & try me,
‘cause without love I won’t survive.

I’m fettered & abused
I stand naked & accused.
(should I surface this one man submarine?)
I only want the truth
So tonight we drink to youth!
(I’ll never lose what I had as a boy.)
Sometimes when I’m alone, I wonder
is there a spell that I am under/keeping me from seeing the real thing?

Love hurts…
but sometimes it’s a good hurt & it feels like I’m alive.
Love sings
when it transcends the bad things.
Have a heart & try me,
‘cause without love I won’t survive.

be like a bear with a sore head

I look like Takeshi Kaneshiro in this pic when in a meeting

I suppose it might be a bit early to review about my life in 2006 since we are still in week 50. I am getting used to using week instead of days or months since I started to forecast my activities at work on weekly basis.

Work

As always, passionless. Everybody is behind my back even the guy who is supposed to support me in my mission to reach the management target. I don’t know how it happened but I ended up having to support him instead. I almost bite his head off when he kept asking me every half an hour if I could release 100 docs in 2 weeks. I kept telling him that it’d be difficult to do so since we have to push lots of people but it’s like banging your head against a brick wall.

Movies

OSS 117

2 Thumbs Up! I actually watched it after having a great time seeing Daniel Craig in James Bond. What I can say is this: after seeing OSS117 one wouldn’t want to watch James Bond anymore, literally.

Wedding Crashers

Total craps but what the heck? It’s a feel good movie anyway.

Wedding Date

Funny and sad, as usual.

I almost watched My Best Friend’s Wedding. If not I’d be watching 3 movies with the word wedding in it back to back. Muahahahahhahhahahahahahahah.

Family

Mum had her cataract removed last week. Another nites spent in the hospital and god knows how glad I was when mum was discharged. It was a very hectic weekend actually. I went over for a short holiday then I rushed back to take care of Mum. She was afraid that I couldn’t make it as Gebob was sick and Kojeh was having her exam. But hey, one got to what one’s got to do. Mum was calmer this time compared to her first time. She didn’t cry anymore and could casually mention to other patients about Abah and how he died.

Misc

As mad as a hatter with someone that I definitely couldn’t afford to. I just don’t know what to do with myself.


p/s : my posting is getting shorter these days..i blame it on my boss, AdF.The guy with the worst hairdo in the whole company

"Anna-Molly"

A cloud hangs over,

It's a city by the sea,

I watch the ships pass and wonder if she might be,

Out there and sober as a well for loneliness,

Please do persist girl its time we met and made, a mess

I picture your face in the back of my eyes,

A fire in the attic a proof of the prize,

Anna-Molly,

Anna-Molly,

Anna-Molly,

Doo doo doo doo do doo doo doo doo doo

A cloud hangs over,

And mutes my happiness,

A thousand ships couldn't send me back from distress,

Wish you were here,

I'm a wounded satellite,

I need you now put me back together make me right

I picture your face in the back of my eyes a fire in the attic a proof of the prize,

Anna-Molly,

Anna-Molly,

Anna-Molly,

I'm calling your name up into the air

Not one of the others could ever compare!

Anna-Molly,

Anna-Molly,

Wait there is a light,

There is a fire illuminated attic,

Fate or something better I could care less,

Just stay with me a while,

Wait there is a light, there is a fire defragmenting the attic,

Fate or something better I could care less,

Just stay with me a while

I picture your face in the back of my eyes a fire in the attic a proof of the prize,

Anna-Molly,

Anna-Molly,

Anna-Molly,

I'm calling your name up into the air.Not one of the others could ever compare!

Anna-Molly,

Anna-Molly!

Bonjour Tristesse

Brad Pitt in Babel

Am busy like hell but still I need to write something. November is definitely the month of sadness for me. Lots of things happened in November i.e. my beloved abah (may god bless his soul) passed away on 17 November and of course I was born in November years ago.

Time does fly. It’s already two years but it feels like yesterday. His love will always be felt by those that knew him. My family still talk about him in present tense as if he was still alive. I suppose we’d still talk in that way in many years to come.

Al- Fatihah.

Let's move on to the happier notes, shall we?

Movies

I have seen lots of movies lately, either in DVD’s or in the cinema itself.

Death Note

Death Note is highly recommended and believe me, you don’t need to be the reader of it’s manga to understand what the heck is death note. I suppose the trailer shown on TV doesn’t truly justify the movie. A few friends were fooled by the trailer and they thought that it is a horror movie. For a better review on this movie, read here: http://tontonfilem.blog-city.com/

Cinta

Thanks to Fadz for the invitation to Cinta’s premiere. Like lots of other people wrote down in their blog, Cinta definitely promises something else. I personally like the performances of Rashidi Ishak, Pierre Andre, Sh Amani and her mom, Fatimah Abu Bakar and last but not least Dato’ Rahim Razali. They have many songs in it but the one that I like the most is by Anuar Zain. Man, I do hope that he’d come out with a new album sooooooooon!

Go and see for yourself! And please don’t forget your hanky though.

p/s : Piere Andre rawkz! :P

"Te Busqué"(feat. Juanes)

I've been high I've been low
I've been fast I've been slow
I've had nowhere to go
Missed the bus missed the show
I've been down on my luck
I've felt like giving up
My life locked in a trunk
When it hurt way too much
I needed a reason to live
Some love inside me to give
I couldn't rest I had to keep on searching

Te busqué debajo de las piedras y no te encontré
En la mañana fría y en la noche te busqué
Hasta enloquecer
Pero tú llegaste a mi vida como una luz
Sanando las heridas de mi corazón
Haciéndome sentir vivo otra vez.

I've been too sad to speak and too tired to eat
Been too lonely to sing the devil cut off my wings
I've been hurt by my past but I feel the future
In my dreams and it lasts I wake up I'm not sure
I wanted to find the light something just didn't feel right
I needed an answer to end all my searching
I look in the mirror the picture's getting clearer
I wanna be myself but does the world really need her
I ache for this earthI stopped going to church
See God in the trees makes me fall to my knees
My depression keeps building like a cup overfilling
My heart so rigid I keep it in the fridge
It hurts so bad that I can't dry my eyes
Cuz they keep on refillin' with the tears that I cry...

Untuk lelaki yang ku kasihi

Tak Sepadan

Aku kira: Beginilah nanti jadinya
Kau kawin,beranak dan berbahagia
Sedang aku mengembara serupa Ahasveros.

Dikutuk-sumpahi Eros
Aku merangkaki dinding buta
Tak satu juga pintu terbuka

Jadi baik juga kita padami
Unggunan api ini
Karena kau tidak 'kan apa apa
Aku terpanggang tinggal rangka

Chairil Anwar
Feb 1943

In Raya Mode

since i don't feel like working, i utilised my working hours by doing this quiz. Folks, don't do this at work! :P

Your Love Style is Agape

You are a caring, kind, and selfless partner. Unsurprisingly, your love style is the most rare. You are willing to sacrfice your world for your sweetie. Except it doesn't really feel like sacrifice to you. For you, nothing feels better than giving to the one you love.

What's Your Love Style?

Letter to self

Hi self, hope you’re doing just fine. But I could sense that you’re feeling a bit under the weather. Maybe you should give your brain a day off from thinking all about you and people around you as well. You’d feel much better after doing that.

I know what’s bothering you the most. You always think about relationships. I know, I know. You’re not worry about being single or whatever, not even after reading how dangerous it is to be single in CLEO. You wonder why it is so hard to maintain a good relationship with your colleagues, old and new ones as well as your friends from school, college and social rings. You wonder why only a few people keep in touch with you after you left the school or department, right? Maybe because you don’t have any benefits for them or perhaps they are sick and tired of you. Who knows what they really think. So let’s move on, shall we?

The old friend that suddenly called you up after 10 years did stir up your emotions a little bit, didn’t it? I know that you were stunned when she asked why you never kept in touch with her. She used to be a good friend but people change. You just couldn’t tell her that, right? Don’t tell me that you feel inferior upon knowing that she’s married to the son of a very successful businessman, don’t you? I know that you thought of blasting her off to the Neptune when you told her the name of your company and she thought that you assemble the hand phone. She never changed it seems, still thought that no one could ever go above her. It’s not hard to figure out why you don’t want to have any connections wit her. Then another phone call from someone that you knew from your childhood brought back the memories of you and your dad. Move on self! Your dad had past away for 2 years now. Even your mum could get over him sooner than you thought of.

Have you finished up the resolutions for your birthday? I found out that one of the resolutions that you have is to shortlist your circle of friends. Are you planning to dump some of your friends? A piece of advice: Just dump those that call you up once a year with either of these reasons: don’t forget the present. My birthday is next week or my gf/bf dumped me. I need someone to talk to!

You happened to see your favourite someone this weekend I heard. Did you have a great time together? Hey what’s with the sulky face? Well, you know how things work with you two. Just go with the flow. Besides, you learn some new things about yourself and him as well every time you guys meet. Don’t be so selfish. He needs supports and you know exactly what it feels like to be trapped in such situation. You know best how to overcome it and I believe that it’d mean a lot to him if you could try your best to soothe him rather than letting him wanders around like a mentally sick person. Just forget that he ever said that you could be as annoying as you could be. This is the least that you can do I reckon.


It’s Monday morning and you don’t feel like going to work tomorrow, don’t you? Well, it’s kind of hard to say any good things about going to work. I know you feel a bit tense, especially when you are caught up in the bitter relationship with the witch secretary and the moron assistant. I couldn’t stop laughing when your face changed its colour upon hearing the answer from the moron assistant when you told her that the printer ran out of paper and you had to print out your reports because your boss needed them urgently. I know that you almost exploded when you heard her reply. “Then what should I do?”. Man, that was enough to make your blood pressure go sky high. What’s with Thursday the stationery day? It is the most ridiculous thing ever. What if you need to use a marker for your presentation on Monday? Do you still need to wait for Thursday? Sheesh! That’s really a pain in the ass, isn’t it? The best reason that I could come up with is that they are hired to make people’s life miserable. You know that you’re not the only person who has to face the stupid acts. Cheer up self! Walk with your chin up and pretend that you see no evil, hear no evil and talk to no evil.

What’s with the competition that a girlfriend wanted to have with you? She just couldn’t resist the temptation to compete in everything, couldn’t she? Who got the best job (I guess you both got a lousy job hahah), the highest pay, the best boyfriend (you both are draw in this, thank god. No heart feeling aye?). The competition would go on and on and on in each and every things. I couldn’t say much on this because I know she won’t quit. Just let her race with her own self, shall we?

It has been two agonizing years. Time does fly and maybe soon we can see a pink pig flying over your car. Do you remember how dreadful it was for you to live before? You lost your dad and you were jobless and no one knew about it but you and a few friends. I just couldn’t forget the last trip to granny’s house when dad told your granny that he was relieved that you had a job and lived well. What he didn’t know that time was that you quit your job a week before. Dad would be frustrated if he knew it, wouldn’t he? Let’s move ahead. The dark ages had gone. You finally got a decent job and slowly building up your life. Perhaps you’d be a better person after what you have went through.


Life is hard isn’t it? I know that you keep thinking about your dad lately. You know that you couldn’t tell your mum how difficult it is to build your life from scratch and the only person that could really understand you was your dad. It’s normal to feel like a lost puppy but hey you got me. You could always confide in me. You know how much I love you, my one and only self.

This song keeps playing in my head

Hate Me I have to block out thoughts of you so I don't lose my headThey crawl in like a cockroach leaving babies in my bedDropping little reels of tape to remind me that I'm alonePlaying movies in my head that make a porno feel like homeThere's a burning in my pride, a nervous bleeding in my brainAn ounce of peace is all I want for you. Will you never call again?And will you never say that you love me just to put it in my face?And will you never try to reach me? It is I that wanted spaceHate me todayHate me tomorrowHate me so you can finally see what's good for youI'm sober now for 3 whole months it's one accomplishment that you helped me withThe one thing that always tore us apart is the one thing I won't touch againIn a sick way I want to thank you for holding my head up late at nightWhile I was busy waging wars on myself, you were trying to stop the fightYou never doubted my warped opinions on things like suicidal hateYou made me compliment myself when it was way too hard to takeSo I'll drive so fucking far away that I never cross your mindAnd do whatever it takes in your heart to leave me behindHate me todayHate me tomorrowHate me for all the things I didn't do for youHate me in waysYeah ways hard to swallowHate me so you can finally see what's good for youAnd with a sad heart I say bye to you and waveKicking shadows on the street for every mistake that I had madeAnd like a baby boy I never was a manUntil I saw your blue eyes crying and I held your face in my handAnd then I fell down yelling "make it go away!"Just make a smile come back and shine just like it used to beAnd then she whispered "How can you do this to me?"Hate me todayHate me tomorrowHate me for all the things I didn't do for youHate me in waysYeah ways hard to swallowHate me so you can finally see what's good for you

The 9th day of Ramadhan

All Good Things (Come To An End) - Nelly Furtado

Honestly what will become of me
don't like reality
It's way too clear to me
But really life is daily
We are what we don't see
Missed everything daydreaming

Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end
Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end
come to an end come to an
Why do all good things come to end?
come to an end come to an
Why do all good things come to an end?

Traveling I only stop at exits
Wondering if I'll stay
Young and restless
Living this way I stress less
I want to pull away when the dream dies
The pain sets in and I don't cry
I only feel gravity and I wonder why

Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end
Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end
come to an end come to an
Why do all good things come to end?
come to an end come to an
Why do all good things come to an end?

Well the dogs were whistling a new tune
Barking at the new moon
Hoping it would come soon so that they could
Dogs were whistling a new tune
Barking at the new moon
Hoping it would come soon so that they could
Die die die die die

Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end
Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end
come to an end come to an
Why do all good things come to end?
come to an end come to an
Why do all good things come to an end?

Well the dogs were barking at a new moon
Whistling a new tune
Hoping it would come soon
And the sun was wondering if it should stay away for a day til the feeling went away
And the sky was falling on the clouds were dropping and
the rain forgot how to bring salvation
the dogs were barking at the new moon
Whistling a new tune
Hoping it would come soon so that they could die.

A very peaceful Ramadhan

I was supposed to reach this certain target for my new department. Unfortunately, the so called experienced sub-cons had blown up my chance to prove my capability to my new boss. So what did I do to make me feel good? I blog :P

Since Faye had brought up the jeepers creepers name, then I suppose I should write an ode to her.

O jeepers creepers
You’re so hot like peppers
Your skirt is short just like strippers

O jeepers creepers
You like to pretend like you have Alzheimer’s
And you make us a little bonkers

O jeepers creepers
I wish I have a team of archers
But what I have is only a pair of bluchers

O jeepers creepers
You think you’re a charmer
But in fact only chiggers

I know if I start to complain more about the girls in my company, someone would say that I’m weird. hahahahahahah

The fasting is doing just fine. But since the first day, I only have 4 hours sleep and eat only once a day. Perhaps my body is still adjusting or most probably I become too tense and lost my appetite. Hopefully things will get better when I go back to see my family this weekend.

Since I drive to work for the past 2 months, I feel like my life is at stake every time I’m on the road. I saw an ads at the back of the metrobus : Guarantee to pass the driving exams! If based on the way the driver drove the bus, I think the company should be held responsible for ensuring that those bad drivers pass the exams and became the road bullies.

I bought a manga : museum of terror. I finished it up in one seating. My reading activity had actually stopped since I didn’t use the public transportation any longer. Sort of miss the rituals though

Everyone Deserves to Be Happy

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


You Could Be Happy - Snow Patrol

You could be happy and I won't know
But you weren't happy the day I watched you go

And all the things that I wished I had not said
Are played in loops 'till it's madness in my head

Is it too late to remind you how we were
But not our last days of silent screaming blur

Most of what I remember makes me sure
I should have stopped you from walking out the door

You could be happy, I hope you are
You made me happier than I'd been by far

Somehow everything I own smells of you
And for the tiniest moment it's all not true

Do the things that you always wanted to
Without me there to hold you back, don't think, just do

More than anything I want to see you, girl
Take a glorious bite out of the whole world

Ramadhan Al-Mubarak

The faces that always make me want to go home.

The fasting month started quite well for me. As my creepy housemate went back to her hometown, I had the house for myself. Man, it was not easy to go through the first day of Ramadhan. As early as 2pm I could smelt the cooking from the neighbours. Sheesh! It reminded me of my parents when it came to the first day of Ramadhan, they both would always plan ahead on the menu days before the Ramadhan started. It was always fun in the house, especially when Abah volunteered to cook. He’d always argued with Mak about the ingredients and all while the three of us just sit back and relax, waiting for the neighbours to come over to exchange some of the cuisine.

These 2 pictures are the view from my new cubicle. The annoying guy in my previous posting had moved over to the new office. So, I took over his place. I thought I could get some peace here but obviously not.Too many people crammed into my cubicle this morning and this one particular guy would kept insisting on using my deskphone while he could use his mobile had really got my nerves.Man,it's only the second day of Ramadhan but I got a hunch that it's not going to be easy hahahahaha...

This picture was taken about a month ago in Bukit Genting,Penang. I had a lovely dinner with my fave someone. The food was great and the scenery was really breath taking.

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How’s life treating you?

It’s been a while since I last updated my blog. I suppose that I’m on the verge of burning out. I have worked in the project for 3 months and I’ve been in the company for 1 year now. Shessh! How time flies.

Good News

Got a new position which is permanent. Man, I have changed my job 3 times in 9 months! Should have started this week but since the current boss is reluctant to let me go to the new department in such a short notice, I could only move in the first week of October.Sheesh!

I got a lot of new people who joined in my current department but none of them would be interesting enough to hang out with, not that I’m that interesting though haha. One of them said to me today, I suppose you should start smoking. It’d not only keep your body in shape but the most important thing is you could release your tension. Yeah right! Well, I reckon that I wouldn’t need to waste my money on cigarettes since I am an official second hand smoker. Perhaps, I should form a club for the active second hand smokers so that we could share some tips on how to lose the smell of smokes from your shirts etc.

I kind of oppose the idea of putting me in the adjacent cubicle with my boss’s secretary. It is tad boring not only because the boss would always come to see her but also because in the next cubicle is the planner who has a very negative aura. He would always complain on anything and everything and the good news is he’s a perfectionist. The other day I had to prepare the slides for my boss and as usual I put on some ‘cosmetics’ on my graphs and the figures so that it’d look smashing. What happened was that he called me up at 9pm while I was doing my grocery and said that all the figures were wrong and he wanted to change them. For god sake, I already mentioned in my email that the slides had too much make-up on, which was exactly like tepung gomak or at least a bit like Chinese opera in some ways. I was not certain which part of the sentence that he couldn’t understand. He insisted on changing them though the meeting was scheduled on the very next afternoon and it ended up that he didn’t have much time to finish them all. And yes! The boss was really pissed off. Good for him.

Lunch break could be a mind-numbing activity lately as I have a new companion who loves to talk about nothing else but work and fish. It’d either be about my-job-is-worse-than-you-and-you-wouldn’t-understand-how-shitty-my-job-is-since-no-matter-how-bad-thing-is-for-you-mine-would-still-be-the-worst or I-have-the-most-fish-compared to others.

GADIS JALAN BURMAH

Written by Shahredza Minhat directed by David Lim performed by Soefira Jaafar
In Gadis Jalan Burmah, Kartini Shuib, an unmarried Malay woman, who's about to "celebrate" her 42nd birthday, tells us about her attempts in trying to find her Mr. Right.
(Performance will be in English and Malay)
Stor Teater DBP, Bangunan Dewan Bahasa & Pustaka
12 Sept (Preview ), 13-16, 18-23 Sept @8.30pm
17 Sept (Sunday ) 3pm only
Admission by donation:
RM22 ( Adults), RM17 (Students ), RM15 (Preview night only )
For info and reservation, please contact 016.2022.057
Synopsis
The world keeps telling her that she is running out of time. However, 42-year-old Kartini Shuib thinks otherwise.

So on her birthday, while trying to bake her own birthday cake, she contemplates whether or not to go out with Kassim Rahman, an insurance salesman, as suggested by her mother. But then, memories of a Chinese pilot, a Doktor Haiwan from UPM, an American expat and her Mak Long Piah among others return to haunt her. What does it all mean? Or does it mean nothing, and that the world is actually right – that she is running out of time?

Performed with a delightful mix of colloquial English and BM, this one woman comedy marks the second "English" play written by Shahredza Minhat, the first being the critically acclaimed "Toast!", which the Malay Mail described as "one of those rare gems that seemingly come out of nowhere".

Sinopsis
Semua orang cakap Kartini Shuib dah 'takdak' time! Tapi Kartini Shuib, tak pernah peduli pun.
Sampailah ke harijadinya yang ke - 42, beliau telah didesak oleh ibunya untuk keluar berpacaran dengan Kassim Rahman, seorang jurujual insurans. Fikirannya mula bercelaru, apa lagi, beliau terus dengan gigih cuba membuat kek harijadi 'special' untuk menenangkan jiwanya. Namun, benaknya yang serabut itu kemudian didatangi memori-memori lama, seorang juruterbang berbangsa Cina, seorang doktor haiwan lulusan UPM, seorang ekspatriat dari Amerika, Mak Long Piah dan geng antara lain, yang kesemuanya kembali menghantui. Siapa hantui siapa sebenarnya? Apa maksud kedatangan mereka? Atau sememangnya semua tidak membawa sebarang maksud.
Atau mungkin betul apa semua orang cakap - memang Kartini Shuib sudah 'takdak' time!
Gadis Jalan Burmah – sebuah monolog yang pastinya mencuit hati. Dipersembahkan dalam Bahasa Inggeris dan Bahasa Melayu.

For more info: www.dramalab.com.my


Review will be posted soon!

A new lease of life

Words just get in the way

I had too many news for the past 2 weeks. But the most important, the most gigantic, the most bizarre of it all would be my housemate is moving out in a month. But what made it worst? She only told me about it after I bought the router, which she had agreed upon. Oh yes weirdo! I have a money-printing factory in Perak. Duh!

So far, I have decided not to find any new housemates. Since my working hour is now from 7am till late, it’d be best not to have anyone in the house. It’d be fun to come home, open up the door, and take off your shoes and head straight to lie down in front of the TV in the living room! But my decisions will definitely depend on my budget for the next 11 months. The project that I’m working on is scheduled for 3 years but my contract is for 1 year only since the 1st year is the most crucial phase of all. We’ll see how it goes.

Kimutaku and friends

Kimu now lives with 3 other friends from the unknown species. I went back to my hometown a few weeks ago for 2 days and what did I found when I came back? A fish corpse or whatever you call them. I suppose kimu and the gang were too hungry that they decided to eat the weakest link. After that day, I never look at them the same way before. I mean, who would have thought, well, I would never have thought that they would eat each other. They are fish for god sake! If cats, then it’d be a different story.

Anyway, they are fine and live healthily. I’m now counting the days for the third month now. Hopefully none would be killed anymore.


Wangi jadi saksi

And to kill you Jebat,mybrother,is just not me - excerpts from wangi jadi saksi

Siapa itu Wangi? LRT Dang Wangi? Muahahahaha

With big names like Khalid Salleh, Khir Rahman, Dato’ Rahim Razali and Vanidah Imran in this theater, one would make a big mistake not to catch it. Got the invitation from Nazrul and I missed it due to the meeting that started at 7pm (my boss likes to have the team meeting at 7pm which means that one needs to run away from the office at 6pm sharp if one already have an appointment with friends so that the boss would schedule the meeting tomorrow) and ended at 8.30pm. But I was invited by Fadz to watch it on Friday and boy I was glad that I got out early and the boss missed me.

In Wangi Jadi Saksi we have Wangi, as Jebat's lover that have to deal with the truth behind the murder of Jebat.Khalid Salleh was outstanding as Pateh Kerma Wijaya. Vanidah Imran has definitely proved her capabilities to shine as perempuan melayu terakhir not only in the movie with the same title but in wangi jadi saksi too. Well, I don’t know how to review it with all the technical terms and metaphors, so on and so forth, and I shall leave that to Fadz but I strongly believe that this theater should be staged in Istana Budaya after this. I think I had enough of musical theatre there this year.

Do all the donkeywork, ladies!

It’s almost 2 months now that I’m involved in the project. It’s kind of interesting but one thing for sure; the downside of it would be the long hours. I have started with the new working hours, 7am till late which most of the times at midnight for almost 2 weeks now. After the 6th days my body just refused to work and I decided to come home at 5pm and I slept from 6pm until 5am the next day.

It was hard at first to get up every morning at 5am and get to work at 6.30am. After a while it is kind of cool because there’s no traffic and you when you get to the office it is all but peace and quiet. But good things wouldn’t last for long. There’s one loud soul who calls me honey that comes to the office at 7.30am every morning that always manage to ruin my day. How I wish I could just make myself invisible!

The works is same-o-same-o but the office mates are not as interesting as those in my previous department. Everyone seems to be glued to their workspace and not that friendly. Even worst I have 2 secretaries and 1 assistant that always fight with each other and I would have too much of dramas in one day. One is the miss-know-it all, one is I-don’t-know-how-to-do-my-work-but-I-couldn't-care-less-as-long-as-my-boss-loves-me and the last one is the everyone-got-big-pays-but-I-have-to-do-all-the-shitty-jobs-and-will-complaint-everything-to-kekure. Enough said.

2 data entry clerks that do all the boring jobs for me come to work at 9.30am, leaves at 6pm and will take 2 hours break on every Friday annoys me as much. I gave one of them some data that needed to be recorded on that very day since I have to send in the report the next day. And guess what? She just left early because I’m married and my husband’s waiting for me. I would die of heart attacks if this should continue for one year.

With all the attacks and holocausts in the MidEast lately, it reminds me of the book We Wish to Inform You that Tomorrow We Will Be Killed With our Family. In the book it was said that The US refused to use the word genocide to address the situation in Rwanda though thousands of people had been killed.

Based on that, I suppose the word attacks is used instead of war because we are in denial. Is it that hard to admit that there is another war going on?

Frequently asked questions

In everyday life, we need to communicate with other humans as well as some bollocks and a few aliens that cross our path. During the daily verbal communications, we are repeatedly asked with the same questions over and over again that sometimes you wish that you could put a spell on the person and make her mouth disappears. For instance, when we read the tabloid magazine we could always see that there’d be quite a lot of morons that happened to be journalists and ask the same artist the same questions over and over again. Thus we bound to read the same facts about the same artist in different magazines i.e. what’s his favourite colour and what’s his favourite food.

So here are some FAQs and a few statements that I have to answer or argue when people either get to know that I work in the company that I’m working in now or my interests. The questions and answers provided by no means should be classified as racism statements.

Is it true that French smell like fish? (This happens to be the most famous questions asked especially by those who happened to have a bad experience in the bus or lrt with the tourists)

What I know of is that they are not so fond of seafood. While there would be one or two that would smell like stinky socks even from meters away, I should say that in general they smell ok. With an exception of a few that smell really nice with their after-shave and perfume.

Which one is better in the look department: French, Spanish or Italian? (Asked by a few girls who love to watch telenovela on TV)

As for today, I should say that it’s definitely Spanish (based on the latest addition in my former department) LOL. One thing for sure the French and the Italian that I familiar with really know how to choose good chocolates!

French have the best pick up lines, right?

For this question, I definitely don’t have any ideas since none of them have ever tried to pick me up. LOL

How could you concentrate on your work while you are surrounded with people who have a very sexy accent?

Sexy? Iz diz for rrreal? I can’t really tell. But when I joined the department I wish I could have a translator because I hardly understand them. Thank god that I’m still in one piece!

How do you kill the fish?

I just don’t know. Like my first experience with Norlia and Ghani, I happened to overfeed them and they ended up death with the sin of gluttony. The rest of them just died without any scientific explanations. Maybe I should call Grissom from the CSI to help me out. But then it’d be hard since most of them had been flushed down the toilet!

Why do you have more than 3 pairs of shoes?

I need 1 shoes for my lazy days, 1 shoes for my weekends, 1 sneakers for exercising which I don’t use that much though I always remind myself to. Come to think of it, I know deep down I want to be the next Imelda Marcos.

How could you still live with your weird housemate?

Though we only speak about 100 words a month which consists of several phrases like: Jemput makan (Bon appetite) and Akak balik kampong minggu ni (I’m going back to my hometown this weekend), along with her hideous tactic to make me take the garbage out by putting the garbage in the plastic bag and leave it on my shoes though it is her turn to take them out I could still bear with her. The sole reason? It’s the cheapest place with a very convenient access to the public transportation!

You’re still studying are you? I always see you reading in the LRT station (asked by a moron in my new department who bump into me occasionally in the lift or LRT station)

As typical as it seems, some Malaysians thought that we read only while we are still studying. One doesn’t need to be a rocket scientist to know that reading is the key to knowledge. Talking about reading, I happened to read an interview with the National Library’s Director General in the Star last Sunday. I just can’t make up what to say about him but I suppose I shall let you guys read the snippets of the interview and tell me what’s your opinion.

How many books are in the new wing?
I am not sure.More books..maybe three times the number in the old area.

You also have a nice new roof! How much did it cost?
More than RM5mil.

How much did the new books in the new wing cost?
I’m not very sure, but very much more than what we spent the year before.

Updates on my quest to become an aquarist

I have killed the seventh fish today. Lucky 7 or what?

If you want to support the government's campaign on buying the original CD and your money is just enough to buy 1 CD, then the CD to buy should be Sergio Mendes latest album, Timeless. It's worth every penny!

Please Baby Don’t - Sergio Mendes ft John Legend

Please baby don't (baby don't)
Don't fall in love with me
Please baby don't (baby don't)
You know my history
See honey I (honey I)
I'm just trying to warn you (let me warn you)
Please baby don't (baby don't)
Don't fall in love with me
I've been cruisin down this road for a while now,
I should tell the truth...
Girl you've been so good to me but I know
I'm no good for you
You should run while you can
Find yourself a better man
'Cause I'm known for brief romance
And breakin hearts across the land
Yes I've been known to have a few temptations
Out there on the road
And let's say hypothetically I've slipped and
Took a couple home
Girl I know that's not fair
You need someone who'll be there
So just get away before it's too late
and you're pain is too much to bear
Please baby don't (baby don't)
Don't fall in love with me
Please baby don't (baby don't)
You know my history
See honey I (honey I'm)
I'm just trying to warn you (let me warn you)
Please baby don't (baby don't)
Don't fall in love with me
(rhodes piano solo)
Please baby don't (baby don't)
Don't fall in love with me
Please baby don't (baby don't)
You know my history
See honey I'm (honey I'm)
I'm just trying to warn you (let me warn you)
Please baby don't (baby don't)
Don't fall in love with me
Now on second thought maybe we'll give
This love another try
'Cause I can't see you with no one else
I'm selfish I can't lie
So let's go, let's go slow
You know all you need to know
It could end one day but
Let's just say we'll see how far it goes
Please baby don't (baby don't)
Don't fall in love with me
Please baby don't (baby don't)
You know my history
See honey I'm (honey I'm)
I'm just trying to warn you (let me warn you)
Please baby don't (baby don't)
Don't fall in love with me

Kimutaku and friends

Great news! Kimutaku and friends have survived until today at 8.30am. But I have also murdered another 2 gold fish in the last 2 weeks. I believe that the best thing that one experience as an aquarist is during the feeding frenzy. My fish are now already tame and they’d be swimming like mad whenever they see me home.

Dying to write more but am too busy with the hand over.

Will write more about my quest to become an aquarist.

The saga shall continue, soon!

"Tears And Rain" - James Blunt
How I wish I could surrender my soul;
Shed the clothes that become my skin;
See the liar that burns within my needing.

How I wish I'd chosen darkness from cold.
How I wish I had screamed out loud,
Instead I've found no meaning.

I guess it's time I run far, far away;
find comfort in pain,
All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.

Hides my true shape, like Dorian Gray.
I've heard what they say, but I'm not here for trouble.
It's more than just words: it's just tears and rain.

How I wish I could walk through the doors of my mind;
Hold memory close at hand,Help me understand the years.
How I wish I could choose between Heaven and Hell.
How I wish I would save my soul.

I'm so cold from fear.
I guess it's time I run far, far away; find comfort in pain,
All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.
Hides my true shape, like Dorian Gray.

I've heard what they say, but I'm not here for trouble.
Far, far away; find comfort in pain.
All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.
It's more than just words: it's just tears and rain.

My life as an aquarist

A friend from TSC dubbed me as a goldfish serial killer. For the record so far there were 6 goldfish murdered by me. The first pair, Norlia a.k.a Tora and Ghani a.k.a Taro bought from Pasar Pudu by my fave someone had gone to meet their maker due to overfeeding.

After a few days of mourning I decided to buy a new pair, which had been named as Sushi and Sashimi by their godfathers, David and Nico. Sashimi didn’t last that long, only a few days and I determined not to let Sushi living alone in the aquarium. Mikey had a little journey with me to KLCC and was introduced to several friends from TSC. Together with Sushi, they both were sent over to stay with a friend for a couple of days since I had to go back to my hometown. I thought they would live longer this time since this friend of mine has a better record as the aquarist. Alas, he sent me the sms informing me that both Sushi and Mikey were found dead in the aquarium. I went to Pasar Pudu again with the experienced aquarist and bought myself a pair of goldfish and 5 fish that I don’t know what the species is but I bought them because they were on sale. I proudly named the goldfish as Kimutaku and Yutaka. Yutaka died and went to heaven after 4 days at home.

Due to my bad track records with fish, a few guys had agreed upon that I shall not be trusted with their kids if they happened to have one since I might kill them unintentionally.

Kimutaku has survived the first week together with 5 small fish. I shall keep you guys update on my quest to become a successful aquarist. In the meantime, I suppose i just enjoy the view at Aquaria instead.

Suasana poyo di pagi Selasa

Selimut Hati - Dewa 19

Aku kan menjadi malam malam mu..
Kan menjadi mimpi mimpi mu..
Dan selimuti hatimu..
yang beku..
Aku kan menjadi bintang bintang mu..
Kan s’lalu menyinarimu..
Dan menghapus rasa rindumu..
yang pilu..
AKU BISA UNTUK MENJADI..
APA YANG KAU MINTA..
UNTUK MENJADI APA YANG KAU IMPIKAN..
TAPI KU TAK BISA MENJADI DIRINYA
Aku kan menjadi embun pagi mu..
Yang menyejukkan jiwamu..
Dan membasuh hatimu..
yang layu
Tinggalkan sejenak lalumu..
Beri s’dikit waktu..
Kepadaku..
tuk meyakinkan mu..

4 dreadful days to go

Sugar Coated Life

I wish someone would be wearing orange shirt or bring some oranges to the office today so I could have a valid reason to slam someone’s head into the wall. If I were caught red handed while slamming this person’s head I’d just say that I feel hostile after seeing the colour orange.

Since I really am bored to death and tired of making some mind maps just to understand my life situation, I decided to come up with some trivia about myself.

Trivia 1.

I hate knives

Not a lot of people know that I am not good in using sharp objects. Not only because my parents never let me used them when I was growing up but also because I had a very traumatic experience when I was in the boarding school.

It was a very fine Sunday morning and I at that time was listening to the countdown on my Walkman with a good friend of mine when I suddenly heard something. “ I just can’t take it anymore! I don’t want to live! Why did you leave me?”. Indeed it sounded like a normal TV script you might say since I am watching some stupid soap while typing this. I just can’t think of a better line so I just copied whatever it is on telly. Anyway, back to the story. My friend and I saw that one of our dorm mates was holding a knife and trying hard to slit her wrist. My friend whom I shall name as W (real identity won’t be revealed since it’d be the end of me if she happens to find out about this) screamed as loud as she could while I was still trying to understand why in the world would she used a vegetable knife to slit her wrist and how long would it takes to slit her wrist using that knife.

W and I tried to persuade her to put the knife down. I was a bit proud of myself at the time after realizing that hours spent on watching the Hong Kong Police Story mini series had finally paid off. She was somewhat reluctant and started to wave her hands around. Next thing I knew W took a bottle of mineral water and splashed it to her. I really should have stabbed W instead since I fell because of the slippery floor. W, you should feel lucky that I didn’t do so. It wasn’t a successful attempt since the girl had grabbed W’s hands instead. The last things that I remembered were that I had slapped her up and punch her head and left some nasty bruises that remained for a week.

We found out later on that her boyfriend died in a car accident some weeks before and she just couldn’t handle it. Moral of the story: vegetable knife is a deadly weapon.

Trivia 2

I can’t use matches.

I almost burnt my house down when I was six because I burnt some papers on the kitchen floor; some of the papers flew and fell on the kitchen top and I jumped with joy because I managed to light the match. It burnt some plastic in the process and Dad smelt the smoke. He took the water hose and tried to stop it from spreading. Dad took out his cane and voila a few marks were left on my palms and butts for my little experiment with matches on the kitchen floor. That was the first and the last time that I ever had that sort of punishment. Thank God!

Trivia 3

My parents almost reported me as a missing person

It was a very important mission for me. It was to win the biggest hamper in the Family Day of my housing area. And the event was the cross-country, but in this case it would be crossing the housing area. My family was cheering up for me when I was at the starting line. I was waving to them with my miss world’s wave when I suddenly heard Dad screamed to me, “start to run for god sake “ when I realized that everybody else was already running like some mad cows in Britain. Not that we had any mad cows disease at that time of my life.

I somehow managed to catch up with the leading group and when I passed by the first post the guy who was guarding it who happened to be my neighbour radioed my Dad and told him that I had passed through him. Suddenly it occurred to me that wouldn’t it be nice if I just go home, grab something to bite and take a nap right after that. I tried to find the way to go home and the thought of winning the hamper was replaced with the thought of having a refreshing home made air bandung . Out of nowhere I saw my neighbour who lived next to my house was riding his bike and I asked him to give me a lift. He was somewhat reluctant since I was still in the race. I told him that it was nature’s call and I definitely had to answer it because I don’t want to get any bladder infections and I was still young and I still need to use my bladder for a very long time compared to him.

After 3 minutes of hard labour to convince him, I managed to get a lift and it was jolly good to find that my granny had made me my favourite air bandung. Muahhahahaaa! I did what I planned earlier on and had one of the best naps ever. I went back to the event by hitching a ride on someone’s bicycle and Mum came to me after seeing me happily chatting with the winner of the big hamper at the closing ceremony.

She told me that the family got worried after knowing that all the participants had finished the race but me. A few hours after that while they almost made a police report that I was missing during the cross country event, my neighbour went back to the event and told them that I was safe and sound at home.

Till today, I never finish any cross-country event that I participated during my school years.

High - James Blunt

Beautiful dawn - lights up the shore for me.
There is nothing else in the world,
I'd rather wake up and see with you.

Beautiful dawn - I'm just chasing time again.
Thought I would die a lonely man, in endless night.
But now I'm high; running wild among all the stars above.
Sometimes it's hard to believe you remember me.

Beautiful dawn - melt with the stars again.
Do you remember the day when my journey began?
Will you remember the end of time?

Beautiful dawn - You're just blowing my mind again.
Thought I was born to endless night, until you shine.
High; running wild among all the stars above.
Sometimes it's hard to believe you remember me.

Will you be my shoulder when I'm grey and older?
Promise me tomorrow starts with you,
Getting high; running wild among all the stars above.
Sometimes it's hard to believe you remember me

Mondayitis

I shall apologies to those who keep refreshing my blog for the past few weeks to see whether I have updated my blog. Thanks to TMNET technicians who took about a month to settle the line problem, I now could blog again at 7am onwards since my geeky housemate have to download amazing race 9 every night. Sheesh!

One thing that I really sure that I couldn’t do in my life as a human or 7 lives if I happened to be cursed to be a cat is to play politics. The politics in the office is really devastating at the moment that I myself can’t understand the situation that I’m in. At first the management decided not to continue with my contract, then when I got another opportunity they finally made up their mind. They played silly buggers, which made me stressed the whole week! Anyhow, until today I am not certain what really is happening. It sort of like being in a sick cycle carousel and you are on the verge of throwing up but you can’t because you are afraid of heights and you can’t move your body at all and you had to stop yourself from thinking about throwing up by thinking about how good it is to have a cup of hot chocolate instead.

As a consequence of this post-traumatic stress disorder from the not so encouraging situation, I ended up making some terrible in-jokes with the intention of pulling someone legs. But for now I think I wouldn’t touch something with a ten-foot pole. I suppose I need to study the Monty Python before I start making jokes again.

I would be in a black mood every time I heard the song by Ne-Yo - So Sick. God I am so sick of your song! Somebody please kill the song!

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