cranky sunday

When your boss take you for granted

2010-05-25T02:06:00.000-07:00

It is because;

a) no improvement you have made,
b) you don't have a passion on your job,
c) you are speechless,
d) you live in your own world,
e) you not meet the requirement of company.

or may be;

a) He don't want you anymore,
b) He expect you to get lost and find another job,
c) You are such a boring type,
d) Your salary will maintain at the same level or getting less,

or may be;

a) you are handsome than him,
b) you talk too much,
c) you sleep at work,
d) you eat garbage,

or may be;

You Fuck his wife hahahaha

GO la, find another job....

Haram

2009-08-27T11:14:00.000-07:00

My intention of haram came out just after i was listened a news on the radio during driving saying that "Muslim/Muslimah are not allowed to take a part on Black Eyed Peas concert". What is going on?? Blink, my mind pop up on comparison of Muslim not allowed to play music, guitar is haram, 'lepak' is haram and etc. All things were haram..So what we can do??

In the first or early stage of life, its hard to understand on why we can't do this and that. Exploring help most. Kids will do things that the older don't want them to try,like Adam eat Halkum fruit. As long as its not 'melalaikan', there should be ok. Haram will taking place if we do things we like by ignorant our own responsibility such as pray/solat, giving Nafkah, take part in Zakat, visiting our parents and etc. Sure, Muslim/Muslimah are matured enough and aware about things/action of haram (obviously were drank, berzina, gamble, rape and so on). As long they don't harm others or them self, that should be ok.

Just lets kids explore and help them if they are in trouble. Guide them on understanding of what it is life about.Not blindly saying that it was haram without any reason.They just wanna know..

Ahmad Deedat

2009-07-08T09:44:00.000-07:00

The first time I saw this man was at 'Pesta Buku' PWTC 2007 where he appeared on television screen of VCD store.He interacted me with his passionate face of knowledge. My deep heard wispered and asking to get closer to him. This man know everything, and made me bought his VCDs. From that, after listening his speech repeted, at least I know where is the starting point to start my research of life journey. Thanks Ahmad Deedat for making my brain connect.

Every muslim should listen to his speech. Just type 'Ahmad Deedat' on Youtube. Suggested book: The Choice by Ahmad Deedat.

Alfatihah to him....

THIS WEEK'S HOW IS IT POSSIBLE

2008-09-26T00:24:00.000-07:00

A picture can potray a thousand words. It can better say a point way better than debating on them. In this case, a picture would suffice my deliverance of annoyance because I'm tired of all the things that has been going on.

This week's how is it possible: Petrol gets a RM0.10 cut when the global price is around USD90 per barrel. So I guess the fellow commuters would maintain taking the alternative means of transportation, and then...

*take from the star with my k810. link here <--

In case we all have been to subtle about everything, it's my pleasure to make it clear. You suck at doing your job. Let somebody else take over already. I love my country and I don't like you.

Keluar

2008-08-22T03:18:00.000-07:00

Keluar?

What is a definition of ‘KELUAR’?

The conversations take place between me and Emy.

Me : U ni jenis yang suka keluar ke?

Emy : Ish!, U ingat I ni ape?

Me : …… (I need to make a U-turn)

What people understand about keluar. We can’t limit that definition on one thing only. From the dialoged above, who’s wrong? Do I need to give a detail question on what I need to know or she need to ask me back if she’s not really clear about that, or did she just gave the answer spontaneity?

Let me describe about term of keluar in my point of view in limited experience and resources by holding a spirit of ‘I want to learn’ thru being an outspoken.

In the religious manner, until now I’m still confused especially in the fact of history. How I go to stop this confusing circle. And I find out, I need to go out, not in the term of somewhere. In a simple word, its call ‘Cross the Border’. Go out, find something, bring in back, sort it, and ask those who know about something you need to know, finally takes it as a something that we need to share.

The word ‘Go Out’ appears first in the line of to please the knowledge.

That what I know….

weezing weezer!

2008-05-07T22:01:00.000-07:00

If it's commonly practiced that men cries when they're happy, I'd be wetting my macbook keyboard with happy tears. I was listening to a Christopher John's 'The World Has Left Me' in the 'Tribute to Weezer' album and redirected myself to his page in last.fm and discovered that Weezer's upcoming release dubbed the 'Red Album' has sadly leaked into the internet. *jumpy jumpy.

Although only 8 tracks are leaked, but they all are rocking and freaking good. I haven't been this excited since the news of NoFX was coming to KL was legit.

Anyhow, these are the leaked rocking tracks:

1. Troublemaker
2. The Greatest Man That Ever Lived (Variations on a Shaker Hymn)
3. Pork and Beans
4. Heart Songs
5. Everybody Get Dangerous
6. Dreamin'
7. Thought I Knew
8. Cold Dark World

The ones you have to wait for the official release of the album:
9. Automatic
10. The Angel and the One
11. Miss Sweeney
12. Pig
13. The Spider
14. King

Weezer, I'm guy and I love you.

Download the leak!

something to talk about

2008-05-06T02:49:00.000-07:00

Passion... is a big word for a guy like me. though I thought I had lots of it in me, but I somehow start to doubt my capacity of containing them. And through my observation, there's a whole lot of people who are unaware of their inability to capture any means of interest that some may refer it to hobby, but I would define it as passion. Because unlike hobby, passion is something that you like doing and you'll spend an amount effort and time in devotion and people mostly don't get why someone would want to do so. For this, again because of passion, we don't give shit. Because we do what we do for only we can define the fullness of its reward.

So..let's talk about passion. Too big of a subject? alright, we'll narrow it a little bit, why do we need passion? one..two..three...go!

1. To Impress Girls

This may surprise some of typical man out there who's life is a repetition of process which mostly involves their day jobs that they don't even seems to like. Tips: these kind of men are the ones who brag about their job and how suck it is to do it everyday and get paid so little to do it. When asked 'Why don't you find another job, then?', they'd go silent and then they'll realize it's not the job, it's them.

Anyhow, back to impressing girls. Current phenomenon of eve's descendants who's living in a nice metropolitan city where malls mushrooms and flea markets are aplenty, there's too many places to go shopping and they thank God for it but somehow would like to explore other things if they have the chance to. So they wait, for a knight in an armor-shining or rusty doesn't matter- to take them explore the worlds they have not yet discover, someone to tell them stories of places they've never been to, experiences that would rush their blood to their head as if they were there even though only imagination can put them in the destination...They want someone fun, who would guide them to the path of unknown. If you have nothing to tell them or share with them instead of the process involved in getting your paycheck, let me help you understand how they would define you in one word.... "Boring". Can you blame them? I'm sure you understand.

2. Makes you smell 'Day' in the morning

What's the first thing came to your mind every time you wake up in the morning? Tough question, huh? It's ok, I'll give you some options that may help you refresh your memories:

Shit, I'm late to work
Shit, it's morning already?
Do i have to wake up?
This feels like yesterday
Ok, I'm up, now what?

So, which one is yours?

You see, if your life revolves around your job, and you hate your job, then in simple algebra, you hate your life. Because you have nothing interesting going on, you basically will feel hopeless, no value, lost of purpose and would ask yourself, 'why the f**k are you here'.

If you hate your job, find a new one, the one that you can enjoy even if it's sucking most of your day and will consistently doing so for a whole lot of your life time. If you can't find one, keep looking.

3. Maintain Sanity

It's a demanding world, this life. Demanding enough to make you go crazy. Having a secondary objective is life keeps the primary ones on track. No one can devote his/her full attention on one thing only. We all need distraction once in a while to better view what we really want. No? You can argue all you want, I'm firm on this one.

4. The lists goes on...

the list can go on with so many personal reason. but I choose not to waste anymore of my time educating the masses the importance of passion in lighting up one's life. lalalalala

explosions in the sky is coming to KL <- for real!

2008-01-29T20:30:00.000-08:00

I haven't decided wether I'll be attending this sure-will-be great show of sure-already-is great band, Explosions in the Sky. But if for some reason, I wasn't notified of such event even though I may not be going, heartbroken I will be.

Explosions in the Sky is an post rock band hailing from Texas. I was exposed to this band through it's soundtracks in the TV series Friday Night Lights, and I plead guilty for being inspired by the music they presented. It's a gift, an inspiration, magic, and damn good music.

Many of our local post-rock bands are heavily influenced with the band's melancholic riffs and dramatic plucks and simple yet undeniably punching drum beats. Bands like Amateur Takes Over (Singapore), KLPHQ to name only two are the element of the analogy.

To hell what I just said, none of it matters. Here's the details.

The only thing standing between me and the show is cash. Who said money is not an objection? He must be damn rich or doesn't have any savings.

Become an addicted..

2008-01-22T00:54:00.000-08:00

Sometimes it is good to try something that we really did't want to. For example, play the music that we did't confident about it (as a amateur) on the stage. Your body is moving without your permission. It just...wow! this is my first experience, perform on the stage, play a damn music by own,and they like it.After that moment, you will know, and only people who try to be on that stage will know how that feeling was about.

Just wanna say that...agggg I become an addicted to play my music on stage...yeah, come on, Rock this fucking world!!!!

Do it!!

2008-01-14T22:23:00.000-08:00

There are so many things we want to do. If we listed all, things got more puzzled. Nothing wrong to have an idea and it is a bonus to make a move. But the things is how to implement it. Simply to say, Talk is Cheap.

Just thinks about Tomato. Its good to have a big prospect, liked to build a jus tomato in the factory. Can you handled it? How to start? And a question raised. The best thing is giving a respond of that. But when it comes about there are so many things we wanna grap, almost, at the end, the answer comeout, ah, forget about tomato. Is it true?

So lets just place the tomato on the ground right now. Makes tomato grow up. Start slowly, and when your plants can make a lots of tomato with a good quality, why not to think about something like packaging it into a factory? Make a well prepare for a journey if you just have one liter gassolin.

Stick to one thing and contribute for that,like a drug addicts do..

banksy - the provocative yet mysterious street artist

2007-12-26T23:38:00.000-08:00

Political, social, subversive, original. These are some of elements I find in his arts. The ability to portray the baffling social minds into a stencil art form covering the walls around cities and taking it further to overseas (he stenciled the West Barrier in Palestine). I have great admiration for this man. The fact that he keeps himself mysterious by concealing his identity, it surely should reflect his unenthusiastic about fame. Not to mention that his works has been sold for at one time half a million for a piece.

So, why is he doing it? I don't think many graffiti artist started taking their passions on public for money, because it is illegal at the first place, an irresponsible act of vandalism. Not if it's pretty it's not. Back to the main question, why?

Political purpose? probably, but spraying on walls won't bring a government down. Although, his effort is admirable indeed.

Sick of the social distortion?could be. He's got talent, and he surely put it in use, though against the law, but it sure did affect a whole lot of civilians (and surely politicians too).

What talent do i have? What great good did I do to anyone with it? Someday I will...I hope

read more about this guy at weburbanist googleimage artofthestate youtube

Selamat Hari Raya Haji

2007-12-23T13:16:00.000-08:00

Its good to celebrate this biggest event in my village. Hari Raya Haji is a happening event in Kelantan compare with otthers state (is it true?). Everybody done their part for contribute their responsibility in this relegion.
As we all knows (for the Muslim), Hari Raya Haji is the event of sacrifice the animal ( in Malaysia we use cow). The meat was given to the poorers (sometime, I think almost, the meat was given to their family huhu).

do i stick? or do i quit?

2007-12-15T11:58:00.000-08:00

Right now, i'm in a dip. Considering quitting, but still hanging in there. It used to be fun, my work. Although there are times that I thought of quitting then, but that's just pressure. Every morning was a rush. If I wake earlier than usual, I'd be laying out plans of what needs to be done once i reach the office. If I woke up late, I'd be worried and sometimes forgot to brush my teeth. I used to take lesser nicotine break back then, because concentration on my work distracted y nicotine needs.

Now, work is like a routine. Spend more time in front of the pc and do more clicking and typing than thinking. My work somehow limits my creativity. That is something I wish to avoid, and free-hand and the possibility to construct my work as how I like or as how I think is best done is the reason why I took the job in the first place, and with a lesser wage. Now I'm beginning to regret this, and this, I hate.

If my alarm clock wakes me up earlier some mornings, I'd reset the time and sleep again, 'no rush' I lullabied. If I was late to work, 'what the hell, I'm late anyways, why bother'. The best description to be reckon with my poor intimacy with my job is, boredom.

I want a job that wakes me up every morning. I want a drive, a motivation, an excitement, an adrenaline rush, a companion, a reason, a mean of personal contribution and freedom in a 9-5 prison.

They said I'm choosy. I said, what's wrong with that?

what's your idea of a job?

The Waiting

2007-12-10T00:12:00.000-08:00

In the journey of life, we are still waiting and hoping for something new. Yeah, Im waiting for an idea to make music that's different from others and the kind of music that people would like to listen to. By waiting, and hoping that it would just come out from my mind. To seek that, I need a special vocalist..hehe

I'm really out of focus. Just waiting for the mood to make good music. Listening to the radio doesn't help me at all. May be sleep is a good idea..and dreams of hope..

huh finally

2007-12-03T23:46:00.000-08:00

In the era of globalisation,we need to write a blog to share opinions so that poeple won't call us 'Ayah ** Orang Baik'. Here i come hoping fikri will besatisfied. Revolution of Punk Rowk will not end up in with the garbage and please stop eating it.

If we can watch every day life of our journey played on tv, is it the day we face is boring or something same of actions. Music make me feel different from others, but don't forget to pray ;)...

I end up my first blog with song call 'my girlfriend is dead' from 'The Vandal'..

finally..i'm complete

2007-08-08T21:19:00.001-07:00

anyone went to the pc fair last weekend? it was war in there. i'm almost convinced that i'd go out of the halls with 6 packs. it was physically challenging. Bought myself a link-sys wireless router which to this day i'm not able to enter the admin page to setup security settings (anyone 10m from my house can use our wireless connection), and booked a macbook..yup..macbook baby!

finally last monday, go picked it up, add some pheripherals, and costed my dad's credit card quite thousands. but, it's all worth it.right now, i'm configuring the macbook for development environment and it' not that easy. development in windows itself is not in my expertise, now macOSx, you figure.but i'm trying, an once i'm done, i'll post the details so that other users who wish to switch to mac or development would find less difficulties..

ladies and gentlemen, now that i own a macbook, i declare myself complete. thank you.

yet to be titled

2007-07-31T05:52:00.000-07:00

the band, the song, none with a name.....yet

like a haze in the city
like wings on a dream
like a lady in a dress
like me, and everyone else

we see what is meant to be,
as birds are meant to fly,
like us, to one day die
but we still live to survive,

i see the lights,
but it's too bright,
i see the path,
but it's too far,

everything seems to be hard

leave me here in the dark,
i'll walk back to the start,
because we all are living in lies,

we're so pretentious,
and we deny,
we are....

like a pain,
that stays forever,
a hurting pleasure
we keep within
a colorless scene...

have we given,
everything x3

o plain plan

2007-07-12T19:11:00.000-07:00

sometime, i think it's good to look back and pat yourself on the back to complement yourself on the achievements you've made so far. but if you're not growing intellectually or personally into a better self, it's still ok to pat yourself on the back, but do add a silent dialog of 'what am doing with my life'..and sigh afterwards.

quoting a phrase of my big boss and mentor:

"working here, i want it like being in primary school.you go home with something new everyday.if you think you're coming to work, sit on your desk, and do something that doesn't help you develop yourself and do something that you can't add to your resume, you might as well rest at home'

So, on this fine, grey-and-about-to-rain day, adding the name friday to it, i'm almost convinced that my boss would understand if i decided to spend some time for my inner-self development.

The question, what am i doing with my life? some people i met had plans. a very detailed one. with backups too. how about me? of course i have plans. planning to save money for marriage (and doing so already), planning to spend money on electronic desires (did that but damn, the lists keeps growing), planning to take my masters on a subject i yet have figure out, planning with ben(my romantic but hopeless friend) to start up a social network website, and..i think that's about it, of course there's more but these are on top of the list.

i would like to think that whoever reading this (if there's any) would probably be thinking that
'this guy (me) must be some guy with a plan.he's the kind of guy who always knows what to do and why he's doing it, just like someone....with a plan'
to be honest (because i'm terrible in obscuring my state of emotions or opinions), i was having a hard time figuring out what i want when writing it down on this small box. i thought i have plans, it turns out, it's not srted out by priorities.

am i writing gibberish? maybe i am..but my point is, you can never be sure of anything unless you put it on paper (or screen on this case). your mind thinks of visions, and by putting your thoughts on tangible and readable piece, you'll realize there's more to be done and all sorts of question keeps coming. and all of them needs another plan to be answered.

paper prototyping, it's an inspiration.

a morning.a bus ride.a book

2007-06-05T00:13:00.000-07:00

finally.i rode the bus to work.a metrobus kind.how was it?overwhelmed...

woke up at 7 and 'shit,i have a bus to catch' + 'damn,i'm gonna be late again for work'. quick shower.quick dress up.quick exit from home.quick walk to bus stop.quick sip of nicotine.

5 minutes, i already could see the vague image of the bus from afar.damn, that was not long. so, got in, took a seat in the front row, paid RM2.00 and took a book.i was actually thinking of playing with my psp throughout the journey, but then, i dont want people looking at me and saying in their mind 'i wonder where he's dropping off, that thing can buy me life for at least a week'..so i decided to look innocent and act educated by reading a book my boss wants me to finish...for the last two weeks..

i read, and peeked on the route the bus was taking us-to inform myself how long until i get to the office and an act of self-comfort by conforming to easy traffic.i was comfortable to the last kilometer.

the driver was cool.drives slow, breakes slowly though very near to the car ahead i thought he was gonna hit it.at first it thought i'm really gonna be late this time if he keeps driving like this-slow and stopping. but then, reminding myself by the recent accident of a truck and cars and 9 deaths.i think late is ok.

got on the bus at 720.reached destination 750.spent rm2.00 = 80 per month (if i practice public transporting).

with a car: begin 7am. reach destination 8am. parking rm 5 = 100 per month + gas RM500 per month.

tommorrow, i'm trying rapidkl.they say it's gooood.

2007-05-22T20:02:00.000-07:00

Hello to all our friends and partners,

Cloudbreak has received this message from one of our UK based partner organisations.

Can you please help in this quest, you may or may not have heard about Madelaine McCann who was taken from the holiday apartment where her family were staying in Portugal nearly 3 weeks ago. It is believed that Maddie is still alive and has been taken by someone either to sell or look after, but it is almost certain hat she is not in Portugal anymore and has been taken elsewhere.

Can you please download and put up a picture of her and if you hear or see anything then contact the police immediately, everyone is trying their best to find this little girl and return her to her family where she belongs. It is difficult to imagine the heartache that the parents are going through at this time, your help is vital!

Be aware that the people that have her may have changed her hair colour by now, but she does have a distinctive 'tear drop' mark in her right eye.

Many thanks to all of you!

As you are aware my niece is still missing and I am asking everyone I know to send this as a chain letter i.e. you send it to everyone you know and ask them to do the same, as the story is only being covered in Britain, Eire and Portugal. We don't believe that she is in Portugal anymore and need to get her picture and the story across Europe as quickly as possible. Suggestions are welcome.

Phil McCann

inspiration.it's a big word.

2007-05-03T01:57:00.000-07:00

people say i'm good in designs.well, that's what people say. i say, i'm not that bad.hehe. However, a good artist (i'm not trying to say that i am, but if you already have that perception, i don't mind) will always try to break their imagination set-backs. how do we (does this sounds like i'm including myself into the club? i hope you don't mind) push our creativity further? where do we get these ideas? i don't about others, i like to light surf the net. good designs are nice to look at. great designs are memorable. so, i guess i'm inspired by great designs on the web.

my creativity fix? here's some of the lists i have in del.icio.us :

1. web-developer's handbook 2.0
2. devianart
3. 3point7design
4. fuzzyfuture
5. smashing magazine
6. misprinted type
7. substraction 7.0
8. design directory
9. life clever
10.

ok, i'm getting kind of tired cutting and pasting these links. i'll complete the list next time (i'm writing as if someone is actually reading this post..so what?).

it's monday....again

2007-04-29T17:42:00.000-07:00

it's monday.enough said.

somehow lately, i feel my weeks are shorter than usual.i can't get many things done over the weekends.no wonder old people kept saying 'it seems like yesterday'.wake up at 630, go to work, excercise that brain, go home, watch tv even for a minute, go to sleep. this goes for 5 days in the week. saturday, go out.sunday,stay at home or go out.mostly go out.and 10 years later, looking back at time, there won't be much to look at. because 62% of your life is dedicated to your job....or boss.

how fun is life, huh? i got to fix this lame routine.and i need to fix it fast.

i want to write

2007-04-26T20:37:00.000-07:00

I bumped into a marketer's website today hellomynameisscott thanks to bloglines (my news fix) that somehow motivates me. I always wanted to be able to express what i have in mind (though not much, i got some). In his web, he said that writers are readers. Which means i got to read to learn how to be a writer. Reading is something i picked up after realising that i'm actually ignorant. when having a conversation with my peers, i don't have much to talk about. except music (where all facts are my opinions), we like to comment on people's physiques or moral issues (that's kind of our self-motivation). We actually don't have anything to talk about other than....rubbish. So i started reading books. google story,blink,rich dad poor dad,tuesdays with morris,some books from the office and ... there's some others. but these few months, i can't get myself some quality to read properly. these days i'd read in the car when stuck in traffic and if i reach the office early and the door's still locked..that's it. so, got to find more time now.

this guy also said to be a better writer (maybe not great but better than you are now), write every.single.day. so that's what i'm doing. this piece may not be interesting, i don't care,i'm practising.write like you talk..that's what i'm doing right now.

my teenage hero (NOFX) was in town

2007-04-25T03:03:00.000-07:00

Only if i could have watched them live years ago, i'd definitely would have put the experience in my PMR english essay, the day i would never forget.

After years of listening to this punk band, who would have thought they would actually come to rock the malaysians.yup, no one. it's a dream come true, man.

All the crowds went wild and primitive, and i understand their excitement. sing alongs throughout the show, i never knew there were that many fans of NOFX.

To those who's been listening to this band but somehow not internet savvy enough to be informed of their presence here, i could cry thinking of what you have missed. just hope they'll come again.

To NOFX, you guys suck but we love you very dearly.

me is smiling with the enthusistic 'rock on' hand sign

what's the problem?

2007-03-14T17:34:00.000-07:00

almost a year after leaving 'student' status behind and stepped into the world of adults, i've switched my job once for a lesser pay and better motivation. I have a band who can actually play and planning to record a demo soon (even though we only have 1 completed song out of 7 materials). I'm still with my precious baby and entering a 3 years relationship (and i cherish this very much). I'm in an attempt in setting up my own company for the second time after the first one went into the loo due to excess excitement and lack of inspiration. this time with a different friend. I have a psp, my first and the only gaming console i ever had was atari, you figure how long ago that was. I still can't do programming. Still an intermediate in Flash. My designing judgment impresses more people everyday (either i'm good, or the audiences are falling short of talent). I want to a buy a projector for my 'bedroom' cinema. I need a laptop, viao or macbook prefereably. bought a desktop, a good one with handsome price actually, and gave it to my mom. Got a lefthand-drive car. Celebrated my birthday twice, the latest with models helping me blow the candles,ehem.. I now can actually kick a ball to an ordered direction. Don't play basketball anymore. Haven't played computer games for ages. I've been thrown into lock-up with 5 other hand-cuffed criminals, I was the nicest one. Have been in an accident once with my brother's car.

so, what is the problem? greed, dissaftisfaction, hard to pleasure, too high of an ambition, too lazy, too laid back, too naive, too hopeful and too old to start. and the real problem? i haven't started anything just yet..

penang was good

2007-01-18T08:12:00.000-08:00

a conversation took place on the 25th of december just last year between me and my buddy, bd;

bd: ure on holiday until when?
me: start 26th, i start my new work on the 4th jan, why?
*we plus two other buddies planned on a christmas vacation at langkawi. but got to cancel it due to major financial crisis.
bd: i'm also taking leave until 1st jan. still got leave left.
me: so?
bd: holiday jom?
me: u serious macha?
bd: penang beb!
me: ok (i'm so easy to persuade)

so, on the 26th, next day, bought bus tickets with lyn on the afternoon, borrowed two hiking bags from fikri the night before, reached pudu bus station at 10pm, 11pm on the bus already. at this point, it gets me thinking, either we're two adventurous dudes who likes to this kind of things, or we're two dumb people in between teenage and adult-hood who thinks they're adventurous. are they? or are we just bored. i don't care, really..hence, penang tasted my foot. good for her.

*details of the trip will be told when time is not personally constraint.

parents, teach your children on how to use the toilet

2006-12-17T23:15:00.000-08:00

i was on my way back from the memorable Rock The World 7, took monorail to klsentral, switched to putra LRT to gombak. at the gombak station, i needed to pee. so i went to the washroom. paid 20 cents which to me is absurd because it should have been included in the ticket fare. a public toilet in a public transportation hub? dude, it should have been free. not to mention that only passengers are able to use the toilet because it was placed inside,i mean after you check in with the ticket-lah.take note public transport operator,we i conclude that your service sucks.

so i went to the toilet.i prefer to sit when i pee.peed soundly, turned my head right, a signage got me thinking,do we really need to be reminded about this?

come on, developed country by 2020?but still can't use the toilet right?shit,we're one fucked up nation right now,don't you think?

meanpeople likes.....

2006-12-17T19:24:00.000-08:00

CINTA

the most recent movie i watched with my girlfriend (lyn). a local movie, a phenomenon, a local production which abashed other local movies that made them want to hide that face in their pocket.
people say this movie imitates hollywood's 'love actually'; maybe the idea, but the plot and scenes are totally different. it rocks the feminine side of me.hah. 10 stars, 10 love stories. i would highly recommend anyone to watch this, if you want to see a girl cry, bring her along.
other recent movies: cicakman <-- yup, watched it, and dug it.

TUESDAYS WITH MORRIE
i bought this book at the borders last week.read the synopsis and fell for it(yeah,i'm that easily influenced).and this time, i don't mind, not a bit.the book was a good read.finished it in one day; 1.it was not that thick 2.it just made me keep flipping those pages.

"an old man, a young man, and life's greatest lesson"

the story revolves around a dying philosophy professor with his ex-(favorite)student spending some time on every tuesday of his dying days. they talked about life, love, forgiveness, family, and stuff about how life should be interpreted.it's a touching story of life after realizing that you'll be dead in 6 months.and he ended the months full with love.*sob
other recent book: google story, blink still reading: freakonomics, vernon god little

METAL GEAR AC!D
my latest addiction is my PSP.and right now trying to complete this game.wasted a lot of time on this one,but it's ok.gaming is my new hobby.and for this, i'd like to give my greates of apology to ben who i once called a gaming junkie.i understand the irrestible sin of gaming now.

JUNK

my new printed media for my music indulgence. cool mag with cool graphics and contents.covers all kinds of music from dance to metal, from mainstream to indie bands and majorly focuses on the music scenes from the south-east asian region.the fact that junk encloses a compilation cd with every purchases causes an earthquake (because it rocks too much....whatever). my favorite magazine since TONE went out of production.

ROCK THE WORLD 7
*speechless
the best gig ever.lo rocks,the crowds (which also includes posers) were hysterical,the sound system was awesome,and i had a hell of a 23-year-old time.although i missed some good bands, i still get to dig a whole lot of vibrating bands.and i thank whoever that made this happen.
bands watched:jason lo, muck, popshuvit, the official,love me butch, and others which i'm not fond of or ignored
bands missed but loved to watch: pete teo, lucy in the loo, damn dirty apes, bittersweet, couple

BITTERSWEET-perfect match

my latest audio fix. the latest the-next-big-thing in the local indie music scene.i caught their performance at the laundry bar once, not only they played good music, they also got the audience all excited.the phrase 'born to be a rockstar' is definitely for them.
the critics categorize their music as brit-rock, for me.........music.
favorite track: perfect match
recent cd: pete teo-television, seven collar t-shirt-drones

new toll rates sucks!

2006-12-14T18:56:00.000-08:00

from the star:

"Samy Vellu said the Government had paid RM479.7mil in toll subsidy in the past six years"

479.7 mil / 6 = 79.95 mil per year. is that too much for 5.5 mil of kl population (from msc article) where most of the tolls are. first the petrol subsidy, now the road. is the government paying too much? for the 5.5 mil who pay their road tax, with the LDP being shut down for half a year, with the national income of trillions, i guess they're still subsidizing too much for the people.i dont mind paying a little more if i can really see where the subsidized portion saved is going to.the poor is still poor, the rich gets richer, public transport still sucks,etc. i hate it when they say, 'we're still paying the cheapest comparing to bla bla bla'; of course we are, that's why i love my country.if you want to be like other country, i might as well live there..right?

i'm sick of it all.i'm not an anarchist, but i'm also not a government extremist.i'm happy when i am am, i'll let you know when i'm not.

when nik aziz speaks

2006-12-13T19:38:00.000-08:00

Dec 10, 2006. local news got excited with the statement new policy Nik Aziz (Menteri Besar of Kelantan) announced which offended the ladies. Most of the comments were, assuming the worst of the decision. they said:

.women are not objects
.disrespect women by treating them like infants
.The unsolicited and patronising attitude towards women typically accompanies a
familiar blame-the-victim theme
.whatever

so,the media has a point there (and so thus the disturbed public).women are different now than years back.they hold a more important role in the society.not only they are vital in a family unit but also contributes much to the national economy.so let's give 'em a little freedom.so what if they were those tight jeans and expose some little flesh (we man can indulge, what?).so what if they want to dress sexy and feel being wanted.they are in a position where they can demand or just execute without approval from anyone.and i agree.

but seeing the next generation after me,i get personally disturbed.15 year olds dressing like britney spears and sharing a pack of 10 malboro lights.it makes you wonder,how long will it take until this country turns into a demoralized but developed, a wealthy but incosiderate, full of praise but lack of pride nation.we can't tell women what to wear or how to present themselves to the public.i have much respect for women.a lot.but respect must be earned.go flash that humps,you will get respect,but in what sense?

i'm just blabbering here.what i'm trying to say is:why do women want so much to dress as present that it attracts the attention of men in a naughty way?would it hurt to dress vice-versa?MTV,blame them, and Virginia Woolf is a lesbian.

bye bye tetra network

2006-12-11T18:47:00.000-08:00

next month will be a whole new month in a whole new year. lot's of hope and unfullfilled ambitions, and lots of promises. i will start my new job. what a way to enter a new year. hell yeah!!

somewhere in a lockup, i wrote "i was here"

2006-12-07T19:53:00.000-08:00

i month ago\approx 1400hrs

I was driving back from cheras. i was tired, it was raining, the road was wet, i was lost, it was a f**king freaking saturday. I was supposed to be having fun, shouldn't i? anyway, i spent an hour and a half turning in circles and finally, a fimiliar lane. it was a relieve and good things are finally starting to happen to me, at least that's what i thought. 8 km from batu caves on MRR2, there was an accident. the traffic was slow. like a tired person, i drive so too. tired, slow and of course to hell with other cars, i want to go home and i want to go home now! but shit happens, in front of me was a lorry, we stopped and were on that state for like 5 seconds, and then *CRASH! I could see the butt of the lorry zooming in without my approval, how the hell can it get bigger and bigger and CRACK my front window crushed. Someone kissed my ass.

A lousy makcik-a bitch i would define her-driving a savvy hit me and an iswara hit her. or is it the other way back, the iswara first and then savvy hit me. which ever it was, i was innocent.but to tell that the traffic investigator who the first thing he said when i stepped in his room "sapa ajar ko buat crita ni?",i swear i saw a head shaped STUPID there. I stand on my point, we argued and i got tired, so i said "whatever lah, give me ticket if you want to". i'm f**king exhausted.

last 2 weeks\0900hrs approx

i didn't have the time to pay the compound at dbkl. plus, it was rm400. and the due date was a day before hari raya. you figure. so i thought, i'll just go to court and ask for a discount from the judge, if i won't get any, i'll just pay and it won't be a problem-early of the month.

so i met the judge, got heard, asked for reduction,denied,and escorted by cops to the payment counter-

me: encik, i have to go to the bank first, i only brought rm100
encik police: nanti lepas ni
me: ok

at the counter:
encik polis: 400?
me: i told you i have to go to the bank first
encik polis: ok, follow me
me: ok

walk, walk, walk, enter door, two lockups, entered the one on the left.

me: i can't go to the bank
encik police: huh? (without looking at me), jamin.

damn. an hour later, mom showed up, got lectured, skipped work, go home.

selamat tinggal dunia

2006-11-30T02:07:00.000-08:00

goodbye world.the heir of temporary pleasure and false promises.i want isolation.away from the hassle of ambitions and implementing it.it's time for revolution.bring out the rebel hidden in ourself.we may not be able to change the world today.but we can be the catalist for the change.and then i'm sure people will follow suit.i'm sick of everything.i've been staring at this monitor since morning.and the others won't go home yet.let me start this rebellious decision.let me the first to pack my things.yeah,i'm going home...

the untold taste of adulthood

2006-11-28T23:57:00.000-08:00

i feel lifeless.empty and disturbed.i think i'm lost even though i pursuade myself to think that i'm doing the right thing.i feel like shit.literally.a product of an owner's consumed life-support elements which they ate without any concern of the outcome.thus,that's how i came to life of adulthood.unprepared, stinkingly devastated and pressured by responsibility.(thinking of the song "i dont wanna grow up" by the best band ever:Ramones).living a life that was neatly formed and organized and created by capitalists for the middle-class creature like me.

is this it?is this what i've been told to chase?a routine that slowly confines my freedom and creativity,my will to discover an explore the abstract beauty of life,the hope of proving the world that i have more to offer,and the worst part is it builds a bigger self each day.

would i go back in time and change my fate.hell no,because it'll still be the same.we are puppets of greed and ambitions.we are an animated figure with spontanious script.we grow differently but for the same purpose.get a job.get paid.get married.have a family.and die.

7 days

2006-05-03T19:53:00.000-07:00

friday is always a good day and the first day in my calendar. The day we all look forward to and the day we get the extra enthusiasm to socialize or do anything else but not watch tv and worry about tommorrow. Saturday is a better day. wake up late, breakfast is lunch, go out or lay down on the floor watching tv until you get a head rush when you try to get up quickly. Sunday is a bad day. You still have fun but you have to worry about tommorrow. Checking your shirts and pants and boxers and socks to make sure they're ready for tommorrow. Monday is the worst. Laziness strikes and always the right day to think of switching jobs. Damn boring and hope diminishing. Tuesdays and onwards shares the same excitement/boredom pattern.

level of excitement represents the Y axis and days on the X axis it projects a curved line starting at friday and increases to saturday and then serious slump to sunday and a more serious slump to monday and consistently rises up to thursday and a great excitement increase to friday.

life is shit right now

imitate, stupid, imitate

2006-02-21T03:48:00.000-08:00

"KL Lights is 8TV’s inaugural effort in a local production. Viewers can expect lots of excitement, sensationalism, romance and humour in the 13-parter drama. "

-star-ecentral.com-

"KL Lights is 8tv's inaugural effort in a local production. Viewers can expect a normal approach of local shows in attracting attention-globalised malaysian. As if we are living in an 'open-minded' society. Partying in a jaccuzi? (a phone dialog between the characters)..come on, do we really admire the western style of living? All you can expect from this show is....average and a waste.."

-me-

KL lights 1030 8tv dissapoint yourself

a local music act

2006-02-19T02:51:00.001-08:00

ARTPORT-a local art enthusiast organizing an art gathering from bands to street artists and poets to express and share what they think or got. An effort to rectify musicians' image so that not all black-tshirt-wearer and hard music fans are classified as 'black metal' follower.

Location : Galeri Seni, Shah Alam
Time : 3 pm (i think)

I arrived there at about 4 pm already. Heard it from a friend who passed a lack of details detail of the location. We were glad to find the place, and amazed too actually. It was an open air performance. Everyone was sitting circling the performance spot, waiting and yawning waiting for the band (i don't remember the band's name...and i don't bother to) to set up their instruments and sound (which took a hell lot of time and still the sound sucks)..the band was from ipoh.the guitarists wore a gas mask, one of the vocal was wearing an ultraman mask which covers his left side of the face..no, i don't know of the motives..cool maybe?so, they were of hardcore/metalcore genre. The music was hard and screaming, the vocals were energetic though to me, the lyrics was only shrieking vocals of screaming. But the loudness really relaxes me, for the first 2 song at least. Too much of the scenario bores me..

And then there's a poem reading..the theme: 'mekarnya satu kematian'.Magical.

"...perihal tangan yang memberi lebih baik dari yang menerima...

dunia ini terlalu tamak untuk memberi

dan terlalu bongkak untuk menerima..."

I quote the first recital..

Then there's a solo guitar performance. It was awesome. It actually saves the day, if not, I'd be going home dissapointed. He played 2 Eric Johnson's song and an own-song, "my land"..Magical,startled,fantastic..a world class performance.the guy's from penang..

and then there's more bands, playing metal-core, indo-influenced rock, punk-rock (this band was actually cool and different, but too much of MxPx and NOFX), and then I took a tour around the place.

The event was to be finished until late night (the organizer announced)..but, too much of the same thing bores me, sorry. Overall - my friend was inspired, and I was dissapointed. Support the local music act? give something real to support, otherwise, keep working on it and then shout again.. However, the effort is admirable.

ARTPORT..every saturday..sneak a peek..maybe it's worth it..

how is it gonna be?

2006-02-17T09:48:00.000-08:00

Some teen-ended-numbers years ago, I still remember wanting to be a doctor. Why? Saving lives wasn't the motivation, nor the big pay doctors get. Kids want things they think is fun. At the end, I turned out to be struggling in the IT industry, that is after wanting to be a programmer and then Prime Minister.....and maybe a rockstar.. How old was I when I could figure out what I want to be for maybe 30% of my lifetime? Frankly, I'm even not sure now. Choices are always there, but what good is a choice if none of them are able to be dedicatable. Choices are hard, even harder when we have too much of them. Sometimes, I prefer someone choosing how my life would go. Because if I were to make the options, I would make only one-I don't want to grow up. Feed me, love me, and leave me with money...Then I'm sure to be fine...

I'm lost in my own life.