A Day In A Life of K7

In memory of those dearly departed

Somewhere near the 29th July, an uncle of mine passed away...it was kind of shocking..as only days before he was diagnosed with colon cancer. I got the call an sms in the morning...usually i put my phone on silent or non vibrate mode when i reach home but i guess fatefully i forgot this time around to change the profile. I was shocked...i tot he would have at least had time to go through theraphy if anything...but apparently it was too late....

I felt sad that this uncle passed on as, in my dad's family, he was somewhat the figurehead. when i got married, he came all the way from Perak to lead my family's entourage and represent my family...i guess it came with experience...i was undoubtedly grateful for the extent of which he helped...i will never forget what he did for me...

when it was time to leave the house for the mosque, my uncle's brother made a short speech...in his speech, true to what i remember of my uncle, was that he was a good man and someone who always helped others in their time of need.

all i could do in return for all he has done for me was my prayers and the helping with the burial...

although he wasnt exactly my flesh and blood, it was very to see a good man go...but i guess sometimes its a comfort to know he passed away on a good day (Isra' Mikraj ) as someone pointed out to me..

I had another uncle who passed on in 2004. it was sad to see him go as well..a kind soul who would welcome you to his house every Raya, and made sure there was a variety of things to eat for breakfast every morning you wake up...

its always sad to see a familiar face to me pass on...every Raya, you'd come back to 'kampung' to see this band of uncles and aunties..and you'd know instantly the familiarity of Raya and remind you of your childhood...now i guess you'll never see them anymore..and how one generation replaces the other...I guess its the circle of life we can't avoid...

To all my relatives who have passed on...May Allah swt bless your soul...

Al Fatihah...

agent kay7 : over and out...

Ramblings 17th June 2008

its been a long time since i wrote anything here...something like half a year to be exact. couple of things happened on the way...some you learn from some ..well..they just happened.

one thing i learnt is never trust anyone too much...unless of course u've known them for years and they have confide some secrets in you...itupun, well...case by case review la....some people just love blabbing things from one person to another thinking that its fodder for gossip....i guess some people bit the bait...so as sweet as you think they are or may you think you can trust them...don't. so...i've kicked this friend off my list. its no wonder her friends think badly of her too..

i had a couple of so called friends who only need you at their convenience. Normally back in the days when i was younger and didnt know any better about these kinda people, i would do what ever i could to help them. Now...when you realize these people have nothing but their self interest, you hand them a stick and tell them to go f**k themselves.

life is good...careerly i'm ok. money wise? just scraping through or barely scraping through. family wise: things are good...what more could a man ask for right...? except for more money without the complexity and baggage that comes with a higher paying job.

2008 also marks the year i didnt complete my masters...*sigh*...too busy running around. my mentor told me "maybe getting your masters at this time is not a priority for you"...sadly that is the truth...it was like "oh my God...shes right" it was important but well its not as easy when you have money, family and a job to balance...so...goodbye masters...maybe another time...but well i did learn a couple of things in the whole process.. I met a lecturer of mine at a wedding one night..she was talking how everyone has a masters nowadays and said this "yes..everyone is getting a masters degree and soon you laggards have to catch up..." OUCHH! que sera sera......haha

jumped ship with some of my colleagues who wanted to branch out on their own. i suppose i gave in to the fact that i dont wanna do anything too technical anymore and just work on the business side of things.so all in all, in the 8 years i've been working...ive worked in 7 companies...whoaaaa....wish it wasnt so... and my pay...just like it was 3 years ago....sucks....

ok...enuff rambling....got to sleep...

agent kay 7 : over and out....

@ Second Glance : Part 2

Adultery,murder,greed other sins in a box. Just add water.

Where them real music maaan….yaaa maaann!

In my office we play the radio as so not to make our environment dull and dreary. Somewhat of background noise to lighten to mood. Maybe not a good idea…I seem to be agitated with the music they play. And these songs are so called HITS!! Loved by the public!!

Call me old fashioned but I have this question to ask : “what the f**k happened to real music?” you know, the kind that has real lyrics and the songs have a point and not something which could have mistaken ably been written by a jamaican hounddog who will hump anything.

The airwaves are filled with reggae and hip hop wannabes putting a bunch of sounds and selling their records. Their noise compositions (I wont even call them songs coz to me its just mental wrecking noise so much so its irritating I wanna kill people at the radio station who put this kinda trash on air).

Reggae influenced song composition = catchy beat + fuckin retard mouthing off in jamaican accent + borrowed hook from old hits (optional) i.e Sean Paul, Sean Kingston

OK Ok..so some people don’t need the reggae accent to sound dumb…they just put a catchy beat and God knows what lyrics and people like them (i.e Gwen Stefani …pity, I liked her in No Doubt)…but not the point people find ur songs priceless…few months later people will remember “Oh yes….THAT song”.

They wonder why people resort to online piracy to download their music. “Here’s the reason: its not worth the price of the CD.”

But don’t worry; you’ll still get rich coz crowd pleasing radio station will replay your tracks over and over like passing cars over a pile of turd...

Agent k7: over and out..ya maaaannn (be jamaican..its all the hype maaaannn)

Ramblings of a programmer!

god i hate cleaning someone elses mess. my work involves me to reprogram someone elses halfbaked preconceived information system. the system just picks information and dumps it into a database. any monkey can do that. no auditing functions, no proper naming conventions, messy code spacing...and the list goes on and on.

good information systems take into account all aspects of ALL users and future expansions. when u think of the tables u design its best to think of them as objects..my gawd...database design 101. think of their fucking attributes...what information defines them..the fields...give them proper names so future people can follow them ( i know some devious foreign programmers who give their database screwy names so that they'd be indispensable). think about fields and data you'd wanna keep to trace back who did what...f**k!

really cant tolerate slipshod work. i remember working in a place where they expected me to churn up a reporting system in 1 month. i took 3. yes the other programmers took one month to complete theirs. yes i had to design my own icons but at the end of the day, i didnt have to do training for the users to use my system. the system i designed is still used to this day...

maybe i'm just frustrated...my eyes are heavy but my brain is still profanely alert...

agent k7 : over & out