Saturday, December 30, 2006
I am not a handphone person so I cant write much about this subject. Neither did I make any research on handphones...But, the great thing about this phone is, it's 3G and it's only RM920 for AP (under water or sui for). It's not bad, really, in terms of appearance and features. I feel like buying one myself bt since I'm not rich and I need a camera, I shall refrain myself from making more than one extravagant purchases.
If you are looking for a new phone for the new year, u may consider this one. I wouldnt mind having this for my birthday ;p
Friday, December 29, 2006
During my time, 7As was the max a non muslim can go (and 8 for muslims coz they have an additional religious subject). If you get 7As, its smthg to celebrate. But now, with 9As being the max that I heard of so far, 7As seems like nothing.
SPM is even more frightening. The last that I heard of, a prodigy from somewhere scored 17As. That's crazy! Makes me wonder does she do anything else other than hitting the books? Which reminds me of a certain modern malay pantun. Smthg like, berkawan dengan buku, berkahwin dengan kejayaan. Yucks! So neeeerrddyyy....zzz. Sounds like smthg that the API students would think of. I think she adhered to that principle and yes, she married to success (literal translation to that poem).
When I was in Form 5, 9As is smthg enviable by all. Getting 10 is even better. It makes mothers boast to neighbors and proudly compare with some other aunties' sons/ daughters' results. We hardly heard of any 11As or 12 (except for a handful of them), let alone 17! But now, the value of As in public exams seems to have dropped drastically over the past 5 years. Top students are like roaches, you hear about them everywhere.
But then again, can we really blame the education system? Yes and no. Our system is (this may sound cliche but its the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth) very exam oriented. I remembered having to study like a phychotic kiasu (coz I cant remember things well) weeks before any major exams because I know, if I dont pass, I'm gonna get the boot from any form of education. Form 6 was not an option for me- it was compulsory! It was either I do or die. I passed that. Gaining admission into a local uni was also not an option coz that was the only way I had. (Parents not rich enough to send me to private unis/colleges, not even TARC!). So the path that I took, the way that was carved for me was very much, exam oriented. Success measured by the number of As we get.
In University, it was a biiiiiiiiiitttt different only, with the addition of assignments on top of exams. But those one time papars were still the determinators of our future- you proceed or re-sit. I personally hate exams a lot. If I were given a choice I'd rather do assignments, though the former is easier to score. I guess scoring has been an integral part in our education system that it has somewhat built a stubborn mindset that the main goal of studying is to score more marks for ourselves. And we could take the easiest (though may not be the best and effective) way to acheive this goal. I find this whole thing about scoring, scoring and more scoring nonsensical and rubbish! **this is my personal view only**. The things that I remember the most from my uni years were those that I had personally done my research on and presented in my assignments. Nil from my book cover-to-cover revision for exams (or rather, page-by-page lecture notes).
Now having completed my education (normal education path, ie kindy, primary, secondary school, pre-U, degree) I can advice the younger ones with one thing:
UPSR: ah, you'll still go to Form 1 anyway. Doesnt affect ur future in any way at all.
PMR: Do well enough to get to science stream (if you wish so).
SPM: Unless you are eyeing a scholarship, getting 2As or 10 doesnt make any difference coz you're going Form 6 anyway. If you wanna go college, then all the more you dont have to be borthered with results.
STPM: This is the only exam that matters. It determines whether you get to chase your dreams or not. Solely for the purpose of admission into your choiced university and pursueing your choiced course. Still doesnt determine your success in uni.
So wat's the point of my writing today anyway? Im not asking u all to not to study or not to score. Do your best but have fun too. Success is more than books, papers and A s.
Thursday, December 28, 2006
Overall, the movie started pretty fine, very artistic and I appreciate the 'slowness' of the plot. Everything seems so arty to me, from the way they speak, to the way they move and the way the story goes. It's like one of those award winning movies, where motion is more important than entertainment value. (Yeah, got it? THAT type, slow and seemingly meaningless). And then the movie reached the climax which, wasnt very exciting coz there isnt a distinct line that separares the climax and other scenes. And the climax itself wasnt even reaching the expected peak coz, like its starting, everyting is slow. The ending was just as disappointing. The director had put in too much artistic feel to the movie that his audience, especially ones like me would fail to capture the essence of the story. It appears to me as though the director/scriptwriter didnt know how to end the story thus created some lame ending to it.
The cast now. I was really, really, really surprised to see and hear Daniel Wu speaking fluent Mandarin. And all this while I thought he's an American who cant speak a word of canto to save his life! Respect, respect...
Do watch this movie if you have time. For me, I enjoyed Hero more but this is still a goood artistic movie. I hope "The Curse of the Golden Flower" would rival this movie. Which I guess I'll be watching only if i suddenly find the DVD stashed somewhere in my apartment like "The Banquet"...
Wednesday, December 27, 2006
My new boss, FK shares the same birthdate with me. Except that he's 26 years older than I am =)
Good things happen to those who love the Lord. True it is.
I thought I would be broke this week coz I've spent a lot for Christmas. But guess what? I received my claim for last month's medical bill a minute ago and now I have enough now to survive till the end of the month. =)
Went to Phileo Damansara to collect some documents with two of my colleagues. And I was given the honor to drive the company's kembara. Not that it is a great car to be excited about in the first place, but rather, the fact that it is NOT my car and I get to drive it DURING office hours is just great. I love escapes from mundane office life.
And best of all, I get to take on the rough, pothole-d road along Bulatan Sec 16 without feeling any guilt and worry of the damaged that could be caused to my car. =)
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This blog was never meant to be a place for trouble makers to put their thoughts in. Was never meant to be a place to pick a fight. And more so, was never meant to be a place for bitter arguments and conveying ugly messages and vulgarities.
This blog was started for only 1 sole purpose- as a place for me to write my thoughts and my happenings. As a record of things happened and is happening. A series of ideas i have in mind which i want to write before I forget. And a journal of my ups and downs so that i can ponder at the end of it all. And the reason I put this online is to share it with my friends and loved ones.
But this place has since been invaded by some unscroupulous cowards, whose intentions are not good for sure. I am considering moving this blog to another place. I am truly disapponted that this blog has gone unappreciated and has been a subject of insult and riducule by some people. Perhaps, if you dont appreciate my writings, I would be happier if you didnt know about this blog in the first place.
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
This Christmas, I wanna make a list of things that I am thankful for and things that I enjoy before, during and after Christmas:
I enjoyed the trip back home by bus. Although I almost missed the bus- I was late by almost 10 minutes, I am glad that the bus was late too.
I enjoyed the company and mini- celebrations that I had with my friends. The lobster dinner with Ee Lee and Lenny was good, although it could have been better with Sam who couldn’t make it due to the ongoing flood in Melaka then. I love the LF Christmas party at Pheng’s the week before Christmas, where the carolers came and almost finish up our food. I enjoyed the preparation for the party, especially the scouting for the best chicken to serve on that evening. And yes, the gift exchange that we had too.
I was happy to be able to meet up with Sharon’s LF (my former LF) before Christmas to celebrate Chui Kam’s and Lai Cheng’s birthday. And we took the opportunity to have a gift exchange as well.
My company did not forget that Christmas is a time to celebrate. The right wing of my floor (Contracts, Technical, Purchasing, PPE) organized a little Christmas lunch and goft exchange in conjuction with, well, Christmas. Yeap, this is the one that I wrote about a few entries ago. Although the gifts that we got were rather silly, it is still good coz every one had a good laugh at the gifts.
For the first time in many years, I joined the caroling team. Not in church this time, but my company caroling. I am a lousy singer, no denial in it. But it was worth the effort, walking around the company, performing from floor to floor and distributing candies to all who were present. By the end of it, everyone was tired but we had a great time doing it. And best of all, I got to know more people from other parts of the company. =)
I also enjoyed the last minute shopping for gifts and stuff for myself although I tire myself at the end of the day. And the look at the recipients’ faces when they unwrap the present and saw that the gift was good…Priceless.
I also appreciate the Christmas sermon given about the Nativity. The message had opened my mind to see the story of the events surrounding the birth of Jesus which I had not noticed before although I thought I knew that story very well.
I am glad to have a safe journey home although it took me the whole day just to get to my apartment at Damansara. (6.5 hours in total- I could go to Johore and back!)
I appreciate the gifts that i received this year. Some may be lame but im still happy to have received them. Of course I am happier for the good gifts that I got.l =)
But most of all I am thankful to God for sending Jesus on Christmas day, not so much so that we have smthg to celebrate, but for our redemption on the cross 33 years after the first Christmas day. Truly He is worth our adoration and worship. This is the true meaning of Christmas and knowing this makes Christmas even more meaningful than the snow, santa and gifts.
Friday, December 22, 2006
He knows that most of us aint got anything to do and were msn-ing all day but he didnt take any action against us. Maybe not yet, or maybe he'll do smthg subtle. But at this moment, we are still safe.
And he likes to pop-quiz us on trivia stuff like weight of bricks, density of steel, etc etc. Not that it is not important for us to know, but who gives a damn about these info?? We are only measureres and estimators, not engineers! But wat he said does make sense lah. It's just for knowledge and if you were to become a manager, how can you not know such basic things about construction materials? The time will come when all of us will reach a point where decision making is part of our jobscope and without such knowledge, it is difficult for us to make sound judgement confidently.
Whatever it is, I guess my boss has caught the year end blues, just like all of us.
Well, the Gen-2 looks pretty good from outside, and the interior is also not too bad. At least it looks more 'expensive' than my iswara. But a proton is still a proton, and some parts still look very localised (meaning: cheap plastic and not so classily built). The gear was one, the honk seems flimsy, the steering wheel is very 'plastic' and the seat frame was... also plastic. In a nutshell, the Proton Gen-2 is like a Mat Salleh mix with Malay- having features from both worlds and you cant tell if its more Malay or more European.
But the up side of it is, its got a good engine (1.6 Cam Pro and very much improved from the first generation of proton's adopted lotus cam-pro) and safety features. I wouldnt mind buying one if not for the price tag because it comes with this captor system- a system that will capture any 'forced' movement of the car (as in the case of being broken into or towed away involuntarily) and notify the owner (and other authorised person) of such activity on the vehicle.
For more reliable information on the specification and features of the Gen-2, click here.
Back to Joshua's car (not Gen-2 in general), well, it's Vigor Red in color (a type of red which looks somewhere between maroon and orange) and has leather seats. It's nice now but I kinda have the feeling that it will not remain neat and tidy for long...
Will put up a photo of it soon. Im sure this Christmas is going to be a great one for him. And for all of us too coz, we'll have free rides in a brand new Gen-2!!
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
In my line, I guess knowing the dialect would definitely be of greater advantage. That's because of several rather obvious reasons:
1) the place is KL- and most chinese in KL converse in canto like their first language
2) I deal with sub-contractors. We're talking about CONTRACTORS, those rough and tough men who hardly complete high school but has worked their sweat out to feed themselves from young. They are the ones who do all the physical work. In Hokkien we'd call them 'cho-lo' men.
3) simply because I'm Chinese and I am expected to know at least one dialect.
Yes I admit that I feel intimidated and inadequate sometimes when it comes to having to speak to those sub-cons who dont speak English. And I refuse to use Bahasa cz its just weird to see two Chinese speaking in that language. It's not wrong but it just doesnt seem right.
But my late maternal grandfather used to speak Bahasa to my father coz the former was from Hakka descent while the latter was Hokkien. Maybe an exception to that la, they were not from my generation. It's like I dont expect my tin mine supervisor grandfather to know English right?
Anyway, back to the sub-con issue, I feel like crap everytime I speak English to them and they reply me in canto. I understand wat they said but I am just cant pronounce it right. Without the knowledge of any Chinese dialect, I cant be close to any old sub-cons, and there just isnt any working chemistry because I will not be deemed as a pure Chinese by them anyway. OK lah, some can be quite forgiving (or maybe I've not seen the other side of them) but I still would be happier and more satisfied if I had known at least canto. In simpler terms, i've got to speak their language to get into the click. And by being in the click, there's bound to be more favor over the rest, which definitely would work well for me in my career.
I know I've got to learn but, I am just too afraid to make mistakes and being laughed at for speaking silly words. I've had enough of those when I was growing up, to the point of actually being quite traumatised to even open my mouth to practise! I never made fun of anybody's English, but why am I not being treated the same way? I cannot take such humiliation then and even more so now. Maybe Im just ego.
Anyway, I really, really hope to be able to master canto in the future. Live is difficult being a banana.
Be aware of a certain website tht allows its members to send out sms to anyone using other people's number. As long as the user has got other people's number, he can use it to spam sms anyone he wants. Tell me it is not dangerous?
So if you receive any weird and seemingly unbelonging sms from your friends, think twice before replying. It could be a spam from this website.
I hope somebody could stop the spreading of this wicked website. It will not be long before it becomes accessible to many and render SMSes unreliable anymore.
So KL, here I come!
Monday, December 18, 2006
So last weekend would be my last non-working Saturday for the next few years. Next year onwards I will be working 6 full days with only 10 public holidays to spare. Well, that is the downside of working at site. Bt anyway, I am still looking forward for this new assignment...
Since I will not have the luxury of sleeping till late on a Saturday and having a full day to shop, I thought it would be great to wake up a little later than usual last Saturday and perhaps go to 1U to shop for Christmas in the afternoon, and spend the evening with my colleagus (earlier planned so dont want to fongfeikei). But it didnt go as I wished. But it wasnt that bad either.
I feel a little lazy to elaborate much about my weekend except that it was packed with chores and outings with friends. In the end, I slept late almost every night from friday onwards. More tired than before the weekend arrived. But I feel good and appreciated every activity that I did over the weekend...
Oh yes, 1 last thing:
Rama 9 at KLCC food court is not bad. Do try it. =)
Thursday, December 14, 2006
Today is **glance at calender** 14th December- 11 days before Christmas. And I have not gotten a thing for anyone and myself!
I have a list of people whom I plan to give out gifts to this year. Regardless of whether they will return the favor or not, I still will bless them with smthg simply because I want to and now that I am working, I should spend a bit more for the people i love. Plus, it's year end, high time to be merry and pamper myself all I want!
The past few days had been tiring for me, because of work and also because of all the evening browsing at nearby malls to scout for ideal gifts for friends. And yea, for myself too- I havnt shopped for clothes for months! Christmas is a good reason to buy new clothes without feeling guilty for messing with my monthly budget. Speaking about budget, I deliberately leave out budgeting for this month to allow myself to spend as needed and trust God to take me through the month. After all, I am not being selfish with my money, I am buying for people more than for myself! Perhaps this is a good training ground for me to trust God for my finances and learn not to be too hard up with my cash.
Anyway, my hunting trips had not been very fruitful. I got nothing for anyone, and nil for myself. I must get smthg by this week, or else i would have to resort to mass-buying of the same item- like chocolates. Sad, right? I like to personalise my gifts- chocolates are just so conventional...=(
Till then, I will have to walk the malls every night till smthg comes along...Oh yes, i forgot to mention that I saw a pretty nice top at Ikano, gonna check it out tonight. That is for myself ;p
This year's Christmas will be celebrated at home. The one in Taiping, I mean. Yes, I am going home and Christmas is going to be just like how it was celebrated in the previous years...
So, to make it a lil different, I might want to cook smthg for dinner. But that also must depend on whether mum will let me use her kitchen or not. I dont have any specialty (yet!!) but curry seems to be the best bet for me if I were to do a cookout and impress people ;p
I feel like making popiah too...=)
Apart from the dilemma of choosing the right stuff for the right people for Christmas, there is this persisting problem that borthers me all year long. Yaah, wat else could it be but the agony of having to try out so many nice pants only to find that they dont suit me that well?
I have a weird body, this I've got to admit. Long legs, big waistline and small butt, how easy can it get when it comes to buying a decent and flattering pair of pants (and jeans)? Except for expensive brands like Topshop and the like, it is almost impossible to find smthg that fits me like it should minus the alarming cashflow out of my pocket. I so wish that I could fit into Padini or Seed...sigh. Also, I am fussy when it comes to clothes. Not every style suits me, and vice versa. This is the main cause for my empty handed shopping trips all these while.
So, if I do find smthg tht fits me and is well with my budget (as long as it doesnt burst it to bits) I wouldnt give a second thought of buying it. And I would even consider buying two of the same items (with different colors of course) if I really like it!
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
Scooby Doo and friends will be bringing Christmas cheer to Ikano. And a few kilometres away, Mickey Mouse and gang will be spreading Yuletide joy to the folks at 1Utama. Downtown KL is not missing anything because Sungai Wang has decided to ship in the Power Rangers this season. Kids these days are so spoilt!
But then again, these cartoon charactors are from my childhood era, circa mid 80s- early 90s. I begin to wonder who are they aiming- the kids or my generation??
I do hope to see Transformers at Midvalley and perhaps Shrek in KLCC??
Friday, December 08, 2006
I dont care about office politics and I dont give a damn on watever 'you are a scholar' or 'you are a junior' attitude. I will make my stand and will not allow myself to be pushed aside anymore. I am tired and jaded of all this nonsense. I will determine what I want to learn and nobody can try to stop me. I am a QS, not a clerk.
I will survive.
Thursday, December 07, 2006
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
I dont put make up and I hardly wear skirt to work. I think I can count the number of times I wear skirt to office with 1 hand- somewhere within the range of 3-5 times. And I have been working for more than 8 months now!
Personanality-wise, I am not the skirt or the dressy type. I dont mind wearing those skirts or dresses, I just dont FEEL like wearing one. And I hv thousands of excuses to avoid wearing those. Like, my work requires a lot of moving around the office, of which a skirt would impede my freedom of movement and slow me down tremendously. And then there is the excuse that I dont have nice leg skin which is actually quite true...And then again, I have to work late, I dont want to attract guys, etc etc...I can think of lots more, trust me.
But truth be told is, I am just NOT the feminine feminine type of gal- and I am in the construction line, mind you. I like to look good but I am just lazy to wear skirt and put in the extra effort to move a little more femininely. And make up- its such a troublesome thing when I work late and all I want to do when I reach home is bathe and sleep.
I am not perasan lah, but I got to admit that I look good in skirt and dress. OK, fact is, every gal looks good in skirts lah. The hottest gal in office is hot because she wears skirts and puts make up everyday. In my personal view, i think she wouldn't look that great without all the fancy clothes and facial plastering. Not kutuking here, never meant to; I'm merely expressing my thoughts. And certainly no malice toward her. She's a nice person btw. But her job memang lah can wear all those fancy office clothes- she's not in the technical line and doesnt need to make big movements like me (eg flipping and sorting A1 drawings, measuring huge areas on A1 papers, literally running around the office to get work done faster, etc etc)
Maybe I should make it a new year resolution huh? But...ish...But then again...Haih. I also dont know la. The battle rages between style and laziness. I have a month to decide which side wins.
Tuesday, December 05, 2006
Here is history re-visited.
Nah Ibrahim was one of those kampung fighters who were behind the murder of JWW Birch, the first English resident in Perak who had incurred the wrath of the locals for interfering with local customs and religion etc etc. In other words, tak ikut standard la...so the people and the sultan then (Sultan Abdullah) wanted him out but he just wouldnt budge. Desparate, they took the law into their own hands and killed Birch one fine morning while he was bathing in the Pasir Salak River. It was a bloody bath indeed.
Anyway, the murderers were sentenced to death, Ngah Ibrahim, Laksamana Wan smthg smthg and Sultan Ibrahim were banished to Seychelles. Woohoo, what a wonderful island to be banished to. Beautiful beaches, fishing everyday, stress-free life....OKOK, back to where I got distracted. Few years later, Sultan Abdullah was allowed to return to Perak and he died there. The poor Ngah Ibrahim and Laksamana Wan were allowed to go to Singapore but not back to Perak. And...they died a silent death there. Wan's grave was found in a mass gravehole with 4 other people while Ngah's grave took an additional 2 years to find because it was located in a secondary jungle where people dont normally go. Such a sad ending for two high ranked officers.
To cut the story short, their bodies were exhumed and they were given a hero's homecoming procession from the navy base to their respective graveyards, one in KK and another at, well, Kota Ngah Ibrahim.
End of history lesson. This documentary caught my attention because I am from Perak and Ngah Ibrahim+gang are also from Perak. And all the stories of JWW Birch, Maharajalela etc etc always give me the back-to-the-past feeling. It's hard to describe that feeling but having grown up in a town where colonial buildings seem to be quite a common thing makes all the stories seem even more real. I'm proud of the heritage of Perak.
If I am super rich, perhaps I would buy one of those colonial bungalows in Taiping.
Monday, December 04, 2006
I dont know what to say. Wise in a way- to start off part time and see what comes. But a little not-so-wise to waste her degree for a job that requires no degree at all. Maybe I'm just too realistic. Kill-joy. Anyway, I wish her all happiness and I have the feeling that she will make it. If there is one person in this world who has all the luck, she's the one... (i never meant to imply or apply that she's got no substance, she's a dean's list student, mind you).
Which leads me to the thought. Should I also do smthg tht I like? But I wouldnt say that I have a 'dying passion' for anything at all. I like a lot of stuff- sports, music, theatre, cooking and a little bit of dance (for fitness) as well as writing. But I wouldnt go as far as to enrol myself in any course or even quitting my job for my interest. I do have plans to leave the profession in the future but that would take place probably in the next 5 years time or later. Got to iron out some issues and strategies first before making that giant leap...
Anyway, back to passions and interest and working for what i like and not for money and all that whole issue. I thk the main problem with me is not my indecisiveness of what to do but rather, I cannot commit to what I want to do. My current job requires me to hv free time at night coz I wouldnt know when I have to stay till late to complete my work. And then there is this thing about relations with friends and family which, if I were to pursue a part time job I would have to sacrifice the only free time I have to catch up with them. I still meet up with my old school mates, uni mates, church mates and some new friends (not many tho) and I dont wish to see myself drifting away from my friends for some kind of part time job or class or whatever. Even if I dont meet up with anyone, I still would rather spend the quality time that I have with myself just to rest and do what I want, alone.
I think the only motivation for me to start picking up a new skill is just to meet new people. I always seek to expand my network. Get to know more people. I'm already a full-grown working adult, so I should build up my network of yuppies for more exposure to the world outside. Maybe that is the only motivation for me to take up a course. Ok, besides the hope that my interest would actually pay me thousands of ringgit (or other higher currency) for practising it. Which, in fact has a probability of 50% or less...
So, just for the fun of it, i think i would take up tennis (from whr i stopped a long time ago) which is achievable thanks to the Kelab Sukan and maybe...theatre. But i wont make a career out of any. If (IF) i were to jump, perhaps smthg like writing and events would be a better choice for me. On a fun note, i would like to try modelling (OK, I know I am NOT model material, face not pretty, body got fats here and there and I dont have tofu skin and Pantene hair) and DJ-ing (Yes, I also know that I am NOT DJ material either, I am not eloquent enough). That's why la I said 'on a fun note'. Just for fun.
So what do I do in the end? Just wait and see what God has in store for me.
I am talking about food and the lastest cravings that I have are for Secret Recipe's cheesecakes and something with alcohol in it. Be it pudding, chocolate or ice-cream, alcohol-contained food is always good to the tongue, tho may or may not be the same for the body.
I saw this chocolate in The Cocoa Tree in 1u- Cadbury Rum and Raisin. Contains 1% rum. Ayuh, so tempting! Feel like just having a binge in front of the tv now with both my feet rested on the pouff and think about nothing except the chocolate, tv and myself!
Will buy tht home for Christmas. =)
I love Christmas- both the celebration and the meaning behind Christmas. But I'm only gonna touch on the former now and will blog about the latter on a later date, sometime near Christmas, perhaps.
December is always the month to shop for new stuff. Oh, January and February too, depending on when Chinese New Year falls. Anyway, this time around, I'll make it a point to get everyone dear to me a gift for Christmas, regardless of the prospect that they may not return the favor. The list is still short, but in due time it will populate, I am sure.
Choosing a gift for people is easy but choosing for loved ones is NOT. At all. I'm looking at their material needs and have done some studies for two persons so far. For the rest, I have strategize on how to discover their needs (or wants) and if I can afford it, why not. It would be great.
So this whole month, I will be doing a lot of walking in the mall to hunt for gifts and clothes! I have not shopped for any apparels for myself for such a long time. This is the best time to pamper myself and shop without feeling guilty about it! After all, Christmas comes only once a year...
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
A mechanic/installer of a certain door security device from Proton sort of 'caught' me and told me about all the security problems with the car. He even demonstrated the methods used by potential thieves to break into the car, de-alarm the system and start up the engine. And it was so easy he even made me do it myself! Meaning here, you dont hv to be a pro thief to break into a Proton car, even a girl can go it!
So my dilemma now is, should i buy his product for RM 388?? Its a small sum to pay for security- after all, what is that cash compared to losing Rm35k? I lost a car to theft before, so I know that the threat is very real.
I think if there's one word to describe proton it would be tht F word. Why should I pay for the mistakes of Proton? Why? Basically it's all proton's carelessness in making their cars so why must we the end users suffer the consequences? They should have installed the device much earlier, even during production. Proton have proven themselves to be idiots over and over again.
But now the question is: Should I buy??
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
So much better than Madonna's 'die another day' which sounded like '..nyeh nyeh nyeh..' all the way...
Saturday, November 25, 2006
Before I proceed, let me give a little introduction on the project as well as the place. Lembah Subang Flats is a low cost area for the poor. I dont know much about their background but from what I heard, the place serves as transitional homes to many who are still waiting for their low cost homes to be ready,which I dont know where and when. Some of the residents there are from the now demolished Kampung Damansara Dalam (KDD).
One of the few blocks at Lembah Subang Flats. Outwardly the place seems fine.
Stinky drains. Please forget the image after viewing this.
One for the album
Even Mike Pilavachi, our speaker from Soul Survivor Church in Watford, England was there too!
But the other younger guys who came with him went to KAWAN instead.
Anyway, to cut the story short, we had a great time cleaning the place. I was in one of the teams that was assigned to paint one of the blocks.
Painting in Progress.
After the whole painting and gotong royong thing, we took a break and continued on with a mini carnival in the afternoon. The main activity was the futsal tournament, which was co-organised by Sports Planet.
Futsal for the boys
As for the rest who dont play futsal, we had booths for nail art, henna, tattoo, medical booth, as well as to distribute freebies. I heard it was such a hit among the people there that they actually caused a mini riot. I can imagine that. Freebies, who dont want?
The nail art, henna and tattoo were so popular that even boys queue for it.
Diana doing her thing. She's so good at it that if she were to open up a stall, she'll make lots of money out of it, believe me.
Julia the master of henna art. I was supposed to help her but I cant draw to save my life!
Pheng teaching Meera how to handle the blood pressure device. I hope the makcik will get the right reading! ;p
At the end of the day, this is the best shot one can ever get:
The Ice-cream Singh!
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
Sometimes, smthg can make you feel so jaded that I just dont want to wait anymore. If I leave and there's no successor, let it be, I am too tired to worry about the bigger picture. Or to give a sh*t if they are interested to learn or not.
Every morning, as i walk from my car to the office, I had to wait beside Lotus for a good 5 mins or so before I could actually cross. And everytime, without fail, the aroma of curry and rotis would make me wish that I dont have to clock in before 8.30am so that I could go for breakfast there! The spices are just enticing. Makes me hungry although I already had breakfast earlier on.
This morning was worse. They had fried chicken! I could smell it! Could almost taste it in my mouth! Aarrgghh! Its depresing to be so near to good food but yet so far away to grasp.
Monday, November 20, 2006
I get angry when I am stressed. No, more like I easily get angry when I am stressed. And when I am angry, I am not pleasant. Especially if my stress is caused by people- I will be even more agitated if I am bugged when I am heating up inside. Max level of stress-resulted anger: I will either scream (if circumstances allow) or throw things.
I think I need to learn to control my anger and also, handle my new level of work stress. Guitar doenst seem to calm me down as effective as how it used to back in my student days. Or maybe I didnt try.
I should. And I should learn to relax and take work out of my mind when I am not working. Fumigation has no return.
Well, this particular movie- Casino Royale- has caused me sooooooooo much of headache and heartache. Because I was the main organisor for the company movie outing. To sum it all up, i had worries before, DURING, and after the movie. Sigh.
Ok, review. Some people said that the movie sucks big time. Firstly, Daniel Craig is not suave like his predecessors. His height is not right and his hair is in the wrong colour. Everything about him is just not Bond enough. secondly, the opening act was not typical Bond- no end-of-mission scene and Bond putting on a rigorous fight with a villain. Thirdly, the trademark 'gun-pointing' with the gun barrel circling him was also tarnished by the the choice of suit Craig was wearing. Fourthly, the gals were not famous. Fifthly, Q was non-existant, Sixthly, he killed his trademark martini "shaken, not stirred" (or was it the other way round?) by saying "do i look like i give a damn?" and finally, not as action packed as the other Bonds.
For me, this movie is good. People can say what they like because they just fail to accept shorty Daniel as Bond. Many have, conscious or sub-consciously set in their minds who and what James Bond is supposed to be and that he should act and look in such and such a manner of which failing to fulfil their preconceived idea of Bond would render the particular actor not fit for the role. But, does anyone really know how Ian Fleming wanted his Bond to be? Our minds have been shaped to accept a 'Sean Connery' Bond and refuse to accept the other side of him- that he has emotions and struggles too.
I've also heard disputes that this Bond is not like the previous Bonds. But what they didnt know (but it's widespread news!) is that this movie (Casino Royale) is based on Fleming's very first book, and the story should be viewed in retrospective of all the other Bond movies. It's smthg like "James Bond begins". The story about the formative years of Agent 007. How he became the suave, smooth, intelligent, rich etc etc secret agent. Certainly a rookie cannot be compared with the more defined and seasoned man that the previous actors portrayed so well. The concept is simple- can you compare yourself as a new, graduate engineer now and yourself 10 years from now as an experienced engineer? Cannot, right? So be fair to Daniel who had to play the rookie Bond and dont compare with the other Bonds. Its not apple-to-apple.
If you dont believe me, check this out. I didnt nonsense here OK. Got facts to support. I would rate it 6/10 (I am fussy, the best movie also scored only 8/10 in my scale).
So if you have not watch this movie, go book your tickets now. Go into the cinema with a clear mind- erase all your memories on the Professional Bond and welcome the Rookie Bond. You will appreciate it better. Because, this is the way it should have been produced in the first place.
Ah, btw, just a detour: I am tempted to blog this. Nothing to do with the plot, or the production. My colleague Chong and his fren were definitely the two most satisfied and happy people yesterday. Yeah, the made frens with 2 pretty gals in the cinema and even chatted with them! Sayang only they didnt ask the gals for lunch after the movie....Well, at least my project is successful, in a way =)
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
Well, that's what I am SUPPOSED, but not what I WANT to.
Being the working committee opened my eyes to see lots of people who are much, much poorer and in need than I am. And I find myself struggling to deny them to the free tickets in the sports club coming movie outing (of which I am the organisor). Staffs who are drivers, despatch personnels and maintenance guy. For me, a free RM10 movie ticket is nothing, because I know that I can afford and I am single so watching a movie may mean that I only pay for myself. But for these people who dont earn much and have a family to support, the free tickets mean a lot to them. It's probably gonna be one of the very few times that they would actually bring their families to the cinema to catch a movie together. Denying them the tickets would not only cause them to miss the movie but more importantly, they will lose another memorable moment with their families. It's all about the quality time together, not the movie. For that I am willing to let go my ticket if there is a need to, which I almost did but didnt have to after some people pulled out from the registration.
I begin to wonder now...Am I too soft? Should I toughen and give them a 'no' wit a poker face and brush it all aside right after that? But i know that this is not me. I am not that straight a rejector. In fact, I am lousy in rejecting and denying people. Unless they really piss me off lar.
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
Anyway, we still proceeded with our training. Most of the girls have shown considerable improvement in their kicking and stopping the ball. I felt inadequate and incompetant. Sigh. I am not worthy of the number 7 jersey... =(
But I still had fun. Got another bruised on the exact same spot where I fell on last week. But it was OK la. After all, injury is part of sports.
For my personal improvement in futsal, well, I hope to headbutt someday, hehe
Monday, November 13, 2006
First, I had to call up a sub-contractor who happens to be a Jap. We talked for a good 3 minutes or so, but the only thing that I caught was "I will look through it. Give me time to think" and the word "material" which I didnt understand what's with the material that he was talking about. Shucks. Japs are weird.
Budget review. What the..?? Have to scrutinize every bit of it, both pre-contract and construction cost. So tiring. I need to walk to move my brain.
And then have to worry about this tender software pulak. Have to scan the documents, and teach the boys how to use the software. I decided to do it much later, probably on wednesday or thursday. Budget calls for urgency.
Later on, there will be friendly futsal match with I dont-know-whom. Cant wait for it but i feel kinda apprehensive, dont know what to expect. Will the Power-turf United thrive? we'll see then. Oh ya, tht's my futsal team name btw. Should have suggested Goal Gunners instead. Or maybe Arsenic United. =)
I feel stressed out la...Like a hulk being released from inside of me...
Saturday, November 11, 2006
Oh yes, not to mention the lead rat was voiced by Hugh Jackman ;p
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
Playing it again is difficult. Painful to my fingertips. The callous that was half-formed two years back are totally gone, so I have to start all over again to cultivate them back.
I remember the days when the callous was peeling off from my fingertips- I could actually pull a thread out of a cloth by just touching it!
I'm currently trying out a song which I like very much. Enough by Jeremy Camp. I wish I can post up a video here but number 1, I'm not that good yet and number 2, I cant sing to save myself. (My ex-housemates can attest to that). Sigh.
Monday, November 06, 2006
But since I was forced to research on Casino Royale for my company movie outing, I sort of grew to like Bond. In fact, I cant wait to watch the movie! Daniel Craig is a great Bond, despite his not so Bond-like looks unlike his predecessors...
Yes, I admit he's hot. Great bod with style. He runs with style. Walks with style. Shoots with style, talks with style. Only thing is his kisses not so sexy lah...But anyway, he's still hot and the scene where he walks out from the water with only his swimming trunks on was...breath-taking..yea...**drool drool**. Kidding la people, I'm not that ham sap ok! Here's an interesting quote from DJ Shazmin of the MixFM Breakfast show:
"Daniel Craig has done for us what Halle Berry did for you guys in the previous Bond".
I couldnt agree more to that.
Somehow he looks a bit like the young Sean Connery.
Daniel Craig (L), Sean Connery (R). Like father and son eh?
Here smthg for those of you who haven't seen the trailer. I like the scenes where he walked out of the water (of course, hehe) and the fighting on the cranes...
Will review the movie after the screening.
Friday, November 03, 2006
Introducing my new baby
It's an UMBRO
Back Elevation. It's got the X-factor k...Dont play-play!
Thursday, November 02, 2006
The last time my boss called me and broke the news that he had intentions to station me in one of the project sites, I was still a first-time trainee, and wasnt productive in the head office. That was 2.5 years ago.
Just a few minutes ago, my boss, the very same person, called me into his room to ask me the same question, this time with a little twist. At least, I was given a choice, unlike last time. I cant desipher his actions, not too sure if it was a good thing or the opposite.
I told him about how i feel about my work and what i want to acheive here. Yes, i would like to work at sites, so much of freedom and I get to move about more freely and frequently. So much more to see, much more to learn hands-on. But really, if this is meant to be, why didnt the he send me there when I first started, when I actually asked to be posted to site instead of staying in this office full of politics and distrust?
I dont want to learn anything half past six. Personally, I havent mastered all the pre-contracts work here. There is so much more that I've not learnt actually. Costing. Sub-contract evaluation. More. I want to reach the level where I will be able to lead a team to prepare for tender submissions. That level of capability. Not talking about position, E1 or E2. Not talking about salary. It is the knowledge and experience that I am eyeing for.
But good thing my boss didnt insist or force me. He still gave me a choice. I would go someday, but the day is not too soon. When the older staffs leave, then I will grow. When the time is right, when I've riped, I'll gladly offer myself to transfer to another base, the greener pasture, that is, project sites...That's my plan.
Anyway, I cant leave now also because of the responsibilities that i shoulder in the kelab sukan. Not that I am THAT important, i just have some..well, responsibilities to handle. I like doing the stuff that I do in the club actually. Fertile ground for growth in a wholly different aspect other than my mundane work. Dealing with different people. Organising events and planning activities. All these contribute to my personal development and I enjoy it a lot.
Last night was terrible for me. Has a serious heardache which felt like there was a stone embedded in my brain. And i had digestion problem which led to the lost of appetite. On top of that my sinus seems to be getting worst and I couldnt eat properly because I had to breath with my mouth instead of my nose. I thought i was going to die...
But the doctor said otherwise. Suspected mild gastric, so he gave me some gastric medication. And some painkillers. Nothing for the headache (maybe the painkillers..?) and absolutely ignored the breathing problem. Sigh.
The even sadder part is, I have to abstain from spicy food for the next few days...=(
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
So i told myself that i NEED and HAVE to speed and cut queues.
But it didnt turn out well for my plan. First, at the "at-least-6-mins-long-wait" traffic light, i found myself getting angry because the car in front of mine didnt want to budge when the lights turned red. (no type here, it was red all right). You see, for this traffic light, if you come from my direction, you'll have to go when it's green, yellow, red, as well as when the traffic lights meant for the cars on your right go green, yellow and at the brim of red. The only time you stop is when the opposite direction started moving. It's breaking the law, i know but the wait for the next turn will be another agonising 6 mins. It's an unwritten rule and a common understanding among us frequent users of that traffic light. That's why i was angry that that guy didnt budge.
But legally, he was not wrong. And I shouldnt be angry with somebody who obeys the law. But heck, I was late! And I'm sure a whole lot of other cars behind me would appreciate if that Atos moved.
And then, after i made the turn at that traffic light, again i was slowed down by a few selow cars. Wat? Both slow and fast lanes were occupied by sclow vehicles. In my heart I was screaming.
What next? At the highway. Both directions (I have to make a U somewhere). At the shorter stretch (before the U), i was again slowed down by slow vehicles. A tow truck on the left and a slow pick up truck in front of me. What more could I ask for?
After the U, i was glad that the road was clear. I could breathe in relief. But a little hitch in the middle- a three car accident. On the right lane. But like I said, it was only a hitch.
After thw whole highway thing, I breezed through until ss2. A bus came out from a corner and I wished it never appeared! It was huge and slow. The giant took up almost 25% of my road, so I cant overtake. As if that wasnt enuff, the very same bus attempted to cut double turn at the traffic light, which again delayed my journey. All the other cars before me had to stop to let the bus turn coz nobody wants to have their car towed away by the bus.
Because of this, I missed the green light.
The final glitch was at the Jalan Templer/Federal Interchange traffic lights. This time, no bus but it was a motorbike that caused me to miss my right to move.
What a drive. I was late for work, why am i not surprised...sigh
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Such a doink. I wrote in an email 12.00pm so clearly but yet there are still people who have to act smart and dispute the time.
Somebody even said 12.00pm could be both midnight and noontime. The 'am' only validates at 12.01 midnight. What rubbish! She even blurted that my school taught me wrong things!
I dont understand why people must make something so easy to be so difficult? Is it our culture to be blamed? Or our education system? Why cant people accept simple facts?
Doink, doink, doink.
Monday, October 30, 2006
It all started with Datuk Khalid (or Khairuddin??) being referred to as Datuk K when he married Siti Nurhaliza.
Now it's Datuk Zakaria (the MP of Klang) who was given a new glamour name, Datuk Z.
Oh, I forgot. Maybe it all started with Dr. M.
Our media has become somewhat crazy these days. Speaking about Datuk Z (the MP), who shot to 'stardom' after the issue of his 4-storey mansion was brought to light a few months back (click here), the media has been following him, very closely, literally.
I was rather appaled by the 'craziness' of a certain local news crew who followed (or rather, stalked) this Datuk Z from the Selangor Sultan's Palace to his private destination following the meeting with the king. But they somehow got distracted by Datuk's bodyguards (and a small kancil) along the way, which was good for Datuk.
I am not supporting that guy. No doubt, he has broken the law and in several ways, swindled (if this is politically right) wit his position as the MP and he should give a public apology or at least explain himself to the public. Instead, this guy chose to stay mum and retreated himself to somewhere only God knows..But I dont agree with the media to chase and 'track' him like a criminal, following him on the highway to locate his whereabouts like a papparazzi. Being dedicated in bringing us great news coverage is commendable, but crossing the fine line between dedication and overzealous is simply unacceptable. It's like trespassing someone's privacy.
Perhaps the reporter was looking for a raise.
I had the most frugal dinner at Chilli's last weekend. I had kid's chicken fingers (RM6.45), bottomless fruit juice (RM7.95) and bottomless tostada chips (RM9.95) which I shared with Lenny.
The whole thing, including taxes, came up to RM 20 per person.
That's cheap indulgence. =)
Friday, October 27, 2006
Anyway, banyak kita dengar rempit-rempit ni, apa sebenarnya maksud "mat rempit". Oleh sebab saya ni curious sangat, maka saya pun buat lah sikit research kat net. Puas saya cari dalam laman web DBP tapi habuk pun tak jumpa. Last-last kat mana jugak saya jumpa? Mana lagi kalau bukan laman mat salleh wikipedia tu. Tapi dalam BI lah.
"The definition of Mat Rempit is dare-devil motorcycle rider which perform dangerous skill or racing while riding a motorcycle on public road. In Malaysia, most of the Mat Rempit use Kapcai (which is underbone motorcycle or scooter). They act like gangster and usually were to travel in one big group." Wikipedia.
Laman tu banyak info pasal mat-mat ni. Menarik sekali. Saya malas nak cerita banyak-banyak sini.
Kalau kita search dalam google pun boleh dapat banyak result.
Berani buat tu, tentulah berani kena kutuk. mat rempit ni memang tak banyak peminat, malahah ramai yang mengutuk mereka kaw-kaw, sumpah mati lah, buang duit mak bapak lah, macam-macam. Sebenarnya saya pun rasa mereka ni patut mati je dengan motor rempit tu, lagi bagus kalau remuk dilanggar lori trailer dan mayat mereka penyet macak kentang lecek (mash potato) dari KFC tu. Ataupun, kaki penyet tapi masih hidup, biar menderita sikit. Tapi saya rasa kejam sangat pulak menyumpah mereka, after all, mereka tu pun manusia macam kita juga, kan? Manusia mana lah tak pernah buat kerja bodoh masa muda, kan?
Saya pun pernah terserempak dengan mat-mat ni. Tengah malam minggu, mereka ni suka lepak kat dataran merdeka. Kiri kanan jalan penuh dengan mereka ni je, sampai saya ingat negara kita ni tengah sambut perayaan apa pulak malam-malam buta begitu. so mrk mrk ni pun speeding lah kat jalan raya di KL. Ada yang siap bawak awek seksi lagi. Takut jugak saya dgn mrk ni, nanti terjatuh, siapa yang salah? Kalau mrk salahkan saya, matilah saya. Beratus-ratus lawan seorang. Nasib baik lah kat tengah jalan ada polis chek, kena lah si mat-mat + awek-awek sekali tu. Padan muka. Tapi yang masih berlegar kat dataran merdeka tu, tak tau lah apa yang berlaku kepada mereka...
Sekarang ni, kadang-kala ada juga mat-mat berlumba kat persiaran surian dekat pangsapuri saya. Tapi tak lah secara besar-besaran...menyampah sekali melihat mereka.
Isu ni semakin menjadi-jadi sampai Sultan Pahang pun dah naik bengang sebab hanpir langgar mereka. Depan istana pulak tu!
Saya berharap isu ni dapat ditangani secepat mungkin.
Oh ya, cakap pasal rempit ni, teringat pulak saya satu kejadian waktu kat tingkatan 6 dulu. Terdapat beberapa budak tingkatan 3 yang tak berlesen telah menunggang motorsikal mereka (secara haram) di jalan raya dan terlanggar van pengetua di simpang jalan. Budak-budak ni, walaupun dah buat salah, masih tak mengaku lagi. Dahlah bawak motor haram, langgar van pengetua dan tak mengaku, mereka ni berani lagi minta ganti rugi dari pengetua! Pengetua tentulah tak bagi, malahan mengumumkan perbuatan mereka waktu perhimpunan lagi. Kelakar betul bila teringat cerita ni...
And... the aroma of fresh, hot curry and roti canai from the nearby mamak...
Makes my morning beautiful.
The sight of a good looking guy would definitely add a zing to the whole "wonderful-morning" package. (Which didnt happen today, unfortunately)
Thursday, October 26, 2006
Hugh 'Were-Wolverin' Jackman is THE man for the season.
For more info about this movie, check out this page
Looking forward for this too:
Another one with Hugh Jackman. Yeah...
This one too:
And surprisingly, there's Hugh Jackman again. But he's not the lead this time. But it doesnt matter...The story still seem interesting to me.
Hope to see more good movies in the "Coming Soon" section of the various cinemas in town.
Mju 720 SW. Price= RM1499
My second option is the Mju 750. Not so popular, hard to find, but the specs are not bad. It has 5x optical zoom, which is better than other digicams its class.
Mju 750. Price RM 1599. (Price 2 months back)
I was unusually early because the highway was unusually clear.
And i feel funny for not knowing wat to write here now. Maybe it's the unearthly silence.
Monday, October 23, 2006
My sister and i decided to start off early to avoid the jam. Is 7.30am too early? Apparently it wasnt- we got stuck in the massive exodus jam along the NSE. The reason behind the jam was silly, it wasnt really because the road was super loaded with cars, but because the cars slowed down to ridiculously slow speed when approaching the police watch tower! And like a tornado, the congestion dispersed almost immediately after passing the watch tower. Talk about good actors in Malaysia!
We took a tiring 6 hours to reach home- twice the normal time taken on any ordinary day.
Home finally. I love being home for a long holiday. I get to sleep all day, wake up whenever I want, eat all I desire (hehe) and watch TV! I miss ASTRO (yeah, I sound so ancient).
Got to jalan-jalan around the town too...=) I noticed a new trend in town- yeah, the musrooming of new cafes in pre-war buildings (yes, we still have plenty of those in taiping). When I get my new cam, I shall post some pics here k...Very interesting concept I must say, smthg like what the business ppl in Malacca do- open pubs in Baba-Nyonya houses. A unique blend of old and new, culture and modenism. I appreciate that a lot.
One more thing- the rain. I love the rain when I'm at home with no where to go and nothing to do. Very sleep indusive =). And the rain here in taiping is sweet- it smells good and it's wet. Haha...I especially love the smell of wet grass after a heavy downpour. And the scene of our beautiful Maxwell Hill- just fresh and breath-taking. Makes me feel like sleeping again. Life is like a wonderland here in Taiping...
My mum loves to tell stories of her younger days and of her friends. Her friends are an interesting lot. Or rather, her friends' stories. Let me see if I can recall any.
...1 fren is selling ice water in Kampar near a certain school. She's still in that business till today.
...another one married her pen pal without truly knowing him, and as a result she was murdered on their wedding night. Apparently, the guy was psychotic. It was tragic...
...i thk there's one who ended up as a hooker in Singapore. Sad too.
I dont remember the rest. Too many lah.
Oh yes, she also told me how she and my late father got together. But I will not publish here. Keep it as a family thing...=)
So in a nutshell, i love holidays! (lame ending, I'm getting tired).
Friday, October 20, 2006
Anyway, one of my colleagues, chua just casually asked me if I would be interested to contribute to his fren's new blog on Malaysia. Well, for those who are not aware, next year (2007) is THE tourism year for Malaysia. I havent come across any promotion tho, just heard it by word of mouth...
Which gives me an idea...Hmm...
I can write about my hometown. It's not very well known among tourists coz tourist agents would most likely promote Ipoh instead of Taiping when it comes to Perak. What is dis la, like Ipoh has any attraction of its own (hehe). Ok, maybe the food, but not places.
This reminds me of my last tour around ipoh with joshua and dom. Sad, we ended up going to Kellie's Castle at Batu Gajah.
I wonder how come the state tourism board isnt aware of this.
Ok, so I'll do a little research for my rich yet humble hometown. Stay tuned.
Oh, i forgot. I dont have a digital camera with me now. Sold mine and still searching for another one. I'll see what I can do lah..
Happy holiday to all, Selamat Hari Raya to all my muslim frens and Happy Deepavali to the Hindu ones..
The case is closed now. It is confirmed. Together with my sidekick eng chuan, we have solved the mystery of the woman. Well, her blog was just a normal blog lah, nthg explicit whatsoever. Only vulgar lah.
We didnt take long to investigate tho...About 2 days only. With the help of internet of course. And the free time we have in the office.
Thinking of it, maybe I should start up a private investigation business. This, of course reminds me of an old fren of mine back in Form 6, Ivan Hoe, who once told me of how he used to help his friends stalk some gals and get their addresses, handphone numbers and a whole lot of other information with a small fee. Good idea. How come I didnt think of that earlier..ish
I'm bored. Simply. That's it.
So I'm gonna blog about why i started this blog. So please ignore me.
I was first introduced to the world of bloggin by a fren whom I met in uni, Petrina, who was an ardent blogger. Back then i used to read her blog, and from there I started developing some interest in blog-reading...Writing for me didnt really kick-off until much later, in my 2nd year perhaps.
My first blog was in Friendster. Why friendster? Because, i used to log into my friendster so it's convenient for me...(lazy person by nature). And then later on i thought of blogging on an independent server, so I started "My journey". I eventually got bored of it, didnt know how to spice up my blog and absolutely no time to spruce up the design. Student ma.......And then I reverted to Friendster again, got more canggih and then upgraded myself to blogspot (which is this blog) again. And the rest is history.
The purpose of this blog-is very selfish. Here it's all about me. I write what I want and what I think of any particular issue that I have in my head. It's like a record of anything at all -my walk with God, the food I tasted, the events in my life, outings with friends, about myself, my work, people around me, my feelings and opinions on totally neutral stuff (like entertainment, etc etc) as well as some of my utterly useless research and findings on useless topics. In short it's a place for me to expand my ideas and to gratify and satisfy my itching fingers.
Oh, it's also a good way to kill time. Like now.
A fren on mine, Joshua once told me this: "a blog should not be aimed for popularity or glamour. Do it for youself." Wise words.
So if this blog is boring you, or you dont appreciate the way I write, Im gonna write also anyway. Coz it's MY blog for myself =)
For those who read this blog religiously, thank you for your support =)
First, i hate coffee. So, obviously, I'm left with two choices- English and Chinese Tea.
Her English tea was so freaking sweet I'll die of diabetes if I work here for 10 years! For a day, it's fine, two days, still ok, a week a bit too much but still can tahan...after 3 months, I just couldn't swallow it anymore...So i switched to Chinese tea instead.
It was fine for the first few months, believe me.
I think it was the low quality tea that the company supplied for its staff...I started abstaining from her chinese tea as well when the haze started.
Like what i said in one of my older posts, the haze is making my throat really dry. Drinking that chinese tea aggrevates the whole problem and left me with a sudden sense of dehydration at my throat...Almost like i just blew dry tongue with a hair-dryer.
Oh, just to make this clear, I have nothing against the tea lady personally. She's a nice woman, except for her perpetual pesky persistance that you HAVE to drink her tea/coffee. She'll even wait for me to finish up in front of her before clearing the cups.
Talk about dedication and best employee...And for once, I'm glad to have the haze around so i can put the blame on that evil smog to decline her tea.
I am teruk. =)
Deeparaya mood la...
I also feel like holidaying adi. Woke up this morning wishing it was Saturday and not Friday. But then again, I still have to wake up early on Sat to beat the jam and make it home in 4 hours max.
I'm so bored...
Race car gals. Reward for the champion racer.
Sorry for downgrading the beauties. They are still hot and smart ok..
I enjoy watching NTV7's 8pm news. Not too lengthy (like it's sister channel) and pretty good presentation.
I tuned to that channel a little earlier yesterday and I saw another local soap. I must say that local english dramas have improved in quality so much that i actually LIKE watching them.
Local dramas/sitcoms that i watched and enjoyed:
- Kopitiam- the pioneer of quality sitcoms. Love them all, especially the two uncles- Chan and Kong (Chan is short for Chandran btw).
- Getting together- the one with Elaine Daly and lots of Sony gadgets. It ended rather abruptly tho...
- Each Other- with Alvin Wong and Cheryl Samad. I've always liked Cheryl. She looks innocent and sweet, and has a clean, tabloid-free image.
- Gol dan gincu- not fully English, but i like the concept- multiracial and multi-language, reflects the reality of modern KL youth.
The one I watched yesterday was Moving On. It's a collaboration with a production house from the Philippines. No wonder la I saw cute guys and pretty gals...haha..
There are flops still in the local productions:
- Show me the money- 1 word- BORING
- Reality- poor script+cast+acting. Good concept and cameo apprearences tho.
The rest i didnt watch.
Back to that Moving On, there is smthg that i would like to point out:
1) The chances of an intern OVERHEARS a gossip, does smthg about it and actually SAVED the company with her action is almost 0 (ZERO).
2) The possibility of having a darn good looking guy who is single, very eligible, smart, caring, faithful, etc etc in any given office is almost 0.1%. And to actually have that guy's attention is another 0.1%. To end up with him in marriage (after courtship) lagi 0.01%. So the total probability is 0.1/100 x 0.1/100 x 0.1/100 = 0.000000001. Which is almost zero.
But it's still a good show. Am looking forward for the next episode. =)
Thursday, October 19, 2006
I dont know why but I kinda feel that my status in the company, being a scholar has both worked for and against my interest, more inclined to the latter.
To begin with, I dont like the way people treat me like I'm "somebody" in the company. Please, I'm just another junior staff and I dont appreciate people thinking that whatever I do, I'm gonna be safe anyway because I'm bonded to the company for the next 4 years.
Being a scholar means having to work EXTRA hard to prove myself that the company did not waste their money funding my studies. And being a scholar also puts myself in a situation where the bosses will have a higher expectation on me. This means extra stress and hardache.
I've noticed-yes, I'm not stupid, neither am I blind- that there are people who would try their level best, grabbing every opportunity to knock me down. Deliberately or not. But what they fail to understand is, im not sitting on a pedestal. In fact I'm standing on a lower ground, still very much a fresh junior and have a lot more to learn before i can walk myself without any aid. What's the point of trying so hard to knock off somebody so small from her space? You get nothing. I am not a threat to anyone. And I have absolutely no interest or intent to play office politics. I believe, as naive as it seem, that as long as I dont disturb u, you have no right to downcast or bad-mouth me
I do hope that the person I am referring to is reading this. But I doubt so. The gist of this is, I am NOT any better or higher than any of you, and being a scholar simply means that I was not rich enough to fund my own studies that I had to earn myself a scholarship to further my education. And me getting a scholarship from this company was not because of my own effort, it was solely God's grace.
The next time i hear anyone say that "tina is ok, she's a scholar, she'll be fine. we are different, we cannot [do whatever the issue is]" i will dis that person right away. I mean it.
This is my latest craving. I wanna have dates. Not the dried ones but fresh dates, plucked from the stalk, eaten like grapes...
A few weeks back, a colleague of mine brought back a packet of fresh dates from his visit to dubai. He went there for a project btw. So of course, since I like eating, I had some and it was GOOD! Succulent, juicy and sweet beauties.
I wish i had more that day. Or had tapau-ed the leftover dates.
I cant find any fresh dates in Malaysia. All dried ones only. Sad lah. Ish.
The question that the judges asked her on that night was: "You have been given two minutes with a suicidal person. What would you say to convince that person that life is worth living?"
Well, if i were asked this question, i think i would say this:
" Are you sure you wanna do this? It's a one way ticket u know. U cant turn back. Cant regret. Cant change your mind.
Killing yourself is only one of the solutions to your problems and misery on earth. And how long will you be plague with problem in life? 5 years? 10 years? 25 years? Maybe 50 years until u die naturally?
If you choose to die now, your earthly problems will end, for yourself, but you will begin an eternity-long misery and torment in hell? Are you ready for this? U have no other option. Only one destiny for your poor soul.
Live, and brave through that problem, and if you rise, you will be victorious. If you dont, then at leat you tried. You wont be a loser.
Look around you. There are people who are dying to live. If you havnt seen any, I can take you there. They would do anything just to live another day. But you, you want to waste the only opportunity you have to live.
I heard you said 'next life'?. Sorry to break your vague hope but there is no such thing as 'reincarnation'. Up to you to believe it or not.
Think before you kill yourself. After all, the afterlife is way too long for you to want to suffer."
A bit long la but hey, I got two minutes ok? Make full use of it.
So got potential to be Miss Malaysia or not?? hehe...
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
As i was browsing through the net for interesting blogs, i found smthg...I shall keep mum for this moment until somebody checks this blog first to confirm my suspicion...The contents of this blog, i must say, could/might be "indecent" as my company internet filter seems to block me from entering the page.
At this moment, I can only say that, I suspect, somebody in my company (in fact, i know her) is sharing the same interest in blogging with me, but with a little twisted taste. Even this, is too much info leaked.
Will update on this whole thing soon. I'm curious.
Yes, I should be a private investigator. Or even a spy.
"IJM to acquire Road Builder"- the star 18 Oct 2006
I never knew that IJM is THAT rich to actually "acquire" other companies.
First it was the acquisition of the ailing K-Europlus' share which is still pending btw...( But we are handling some of their projects)..And now Road Builder? Didnt know that the latter is selling its stakes to anyone. Thought it is one of the giants in the industry.
I do hope that with great merger, comes great money (for the staff, that is). If there's a merger lah.
I'll wait and see. After all, I have another 3.5 years (at least) to go with the company.
I am a young adult who just got her bachelor's degree and currently working what i studied for in the company who paid for my whole 3 years in uni. I am a scholar of this company and no matter what happens I cannot change the fact that I'm stuck here for at least 4 years. Like it or not, happy or not, I have to serve the company. I dont bite the hands that feed me. So i'll stay where i am for as long as i am required to.
Anyway, i think i have a mixed personality, somewhere between a gal and a boy. Gal side, Im sensitive and touchy, easily feel down with a slightest hint of rejection. I absolutely cannot take rejection and putting me down would be as good as crucifying me on the cross or whatever not.
My guy side is obvious- I will not hesitate or give a second thought on climbing whatever kerb/wing wall that is obstructing my way. And i can joke and laugh (with action) like any funny guy without thinking much about decency and how a gal should behave, which is just laugh softly, or chuckle. **eyes roll up**
I love food-both eating and cooking. This is one thing that I will not give up for, not even for a great hour-glass body or a hot boyfriend. No, food is important, and I'll eat what I want. But I'll control my intake lah. I enjoy eating a variety of food- chinese, indian, malay, western, etc etc...I'll whack anything. Cooking wise, I'm still learning and discovering new cooking methods. Some may not have any confidence in my cooking because I look like a spoilt kid whose only reason to be in the kitchen is to rummage through the fridge to look for edibles, not preparing one. Some even think that I'm not domestified enough to be preparing a decent meal (maggie mee is NOT decent). Sigh.
Music. I wouldnt say that I'm musically talented. Neither am i musically challenged. I can play the guitar, though not so well, but still boleh lah. For me at least, not for anyone else. Singing is totally out- I cant sing to save my life! Someone even quoted that I can twist a song into a totally alien song. How talented...Dancing is also not my cup of tea. Man, I am a kayu. And i'd always say that if i flex my leg, it may just stay that way until the doctor does smthg to it...
Oh, one more thing about me. I am absolutely helpless in memorising things. Facts, methods, etc..whatever. This shortcoming had certainly worked well against my interests. Just name it, exams, verbal instructions, etc etc...
If my memory couldn't save me from disaster, at least my technical skills can. I pride myself in the ability of my grey matter to think of solutions, figure out methods and to understand the physics, mechanics and dynamics of whatever the problem is. Perhaps this is because I think in pictures, not words.
TV and entertainment. Im weird for a 23 year old. I dont listern to Hitz dot FM **eyes roll up again with s sigh**. In fact i find them irritating and their jokes, insulting. If anyone were to make such lame jokes on me, I'd give them 5 tight slaps on each cheek and ask them to go get a life or smthg. Such a wannabe. Anyway I love Mix FM. Good music and good DJs. I particularly enjoy listening to the breakfast show with Richard, Shaz and Ika. Love them, absolutely. As for tv, I dont like watching MTVs. But I'm not against it. It's alright if there's nothing better to watch and when i need light entertainment. What I like then? Hmm..i like documentaries on engineering and culture. History too. Not so much on animals unless it is really interesting. Soaps are fine for viewing too. Yeah, i enjoy Hongkie soap and American comedies. But not too much of the former. 2 hours/day is MAX. Abosulutely against Taiwanese/Korean/Japanese soaps/movies/music.
Spaking about asian, I dont claim to be very asian. Neither am I western. I dont live in denial. I am Chinese, and more specifically, Hokkien. But I dont speak any of those dialects. But I can understand a little. I dont quite agree with the term 'banana' to describe people like me. Well, a 'banana' is somebody who is 'yellow outside, white inside'. Yes, I dont speak Chinese dialects but I'm not "white" inside. I eat rice, i eat noodles, I drink chinese soups, I use chopsticks, i look forward for Chinese New Year, and i have a chinese name. If you still not conviced, this should work for you: I do not adopt any western culture, i dont like hip hop and i dont sleep around. So instead of calling me a banana, I'd rather be known as a Malaysian instead...
Did i mention anything about my appearance? To begin with i should start with how i relate to my parents, looks wise. Many said that i look like my mum but a few pointed out that i look like my dad from the side. My face is...quite ok lah, average looking. I have small sepet eyes. So small that some of my friends back in primary school thought I couldnt see anything when I smile. The best compliment i ever got for my face was that i look like Lucy Liu/Renee Zelweger/Gong Li (Gong Li???). Makes me happy lah. But i think I am a fishball version of them coz I seem to put on fats on my face. Body-wise, I'm lanky. No hour glass but I dont mind lah. I dont believe in starving oneself just to look shapey.
Yes, my faith. I am a Christian. Walking with God for the past few years had taught me so much about myself. The journey is unpredictable and full of surprises. One moment, I will be up and the next I will find myself being battered emotionally that I thought I should just excommunite myself from others. Times when I broke down when good things just didnt happen to me but was happening to someone else who are not even bortherd about God. Times when God seems to have left me to fend for myself in a deserted desert, wondering about for food and water, seeing mirage of oasis but nothing was there in reality. Times like these often make me wonder why God seems so cruel to me. I even came to the point of believing that God just want to let me suffer and I will never get good things anyway. But after so much of struggle and thought, i'd always come to one conclusion- that I cannot live without Him. Not that I am weak, but I wouldnt want to place my bet on someone or smthg else other than Jesus. Another reason is, I cannot and can never find another One like Him. None. I shall write more about this in another post. If I were to write here, probably I'll eat up most of the space in my blog.
So that's all for now i guess. Will think of more as I discover myself. It's a process.