A Day In A Life of K7

In memory of those dearly departed

2008-08-13T02:07:00.006+08:00

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

2008-06-17T00:14:00.004+08:00

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

2007-12-28T09:58:00.000+08:00

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

Where them real music maaan….yaaa maaann!

2007-12-13T19:31:00.000+08:00

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!

2007-10-25T01:27:00.000+08:00

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

@ Second Glance : Part 1

2007-10-23T13:49:00.000+08:00

Oh MY GAWD!!! He's been to the States!!! He's been to Connecticut!! WHO THE !@#$ CARES??

Masjid Jamek (behind pole).Exhibit A: Why i'll never make it as a photographer. Dang pole!!

"Park Safe...Park at your own risk"

Safe parking?.. maybe not..you decide..

Pics : Part 1

2007-08-30T17:15:00.000+08:00

What if Tunku just said whats in his heart?

Hmmm..maybe i'll come back with more pics another time...Happy 50th Merdeka everyone...dont take ur freedom for granted...

Goodbye Nokie

2007-07-17T16:46:00.000+08:00

Ode to my Nokie

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Oh Nokie, you have served me well

Stood the test only time can tell...

You were there in good times and hell

To the tokey china, you i couldnt sell...

Two three cats run

No cats stripes are alike

We had lotsa fun

Dont go through the end of the tunnel's light!

Ok ...ok...well...i think out of pity my wife bought me a phone for my birthday...maybe she couldnt stand to see me open up the whole phone when i wanted to switch on my phone or when she needed to call me, the battery is as dead as the Malaysian football team.

Goodbye Nokie....Rest in peace....

Agent K7: Over + out

Frogger Episode IV : CDC (Centre for Demoralizing Criminals)

2007-07-17T10:23:00.000+08:00

I remember one day as I was with Iris at our old faculty, one of my old lecturers said "ha...where is the frog gonna leap to next?" ..I thought it was because i was wearing green..2 secs later only did i get it...at that time , I already got an offer to go to ACDC (bukan nama sebenar) and she knew about it. It couldnt have been more precise... in the 7 years of working, I have been to 5 jobs...is it my fault?? some people get a job and stay the rest of their lives in it being happy at what they do..me?? its one reason after another...some people think i do it deliberately...well...i dont... i love my job in my old alma mater but salary constraints forced me to move elsewhere...it forced me to move to a company which had a much higher pay but everything else was wrong about it....

within the first week of moving there, notwithstanding my subordinates,i felt alittle alienated by my 3 other peers who i suspect formed a faction within the company. They kept to themselves and only mingled among themselves behaving like they were the elite cream of the company. my boss was on maternity leave...so i thought "its ok, when she comes back, things will be better...". Litttle did i realize she was the ring leader. Together with my 3 other peers, they formed the 'We-think-we're Fantastic 4'.

Now maybe I was asking too much but when she first came back, I went up to her and introduced myself "Hi Ms Piggy (bukan nama sebenar), I'm Agent, your new AM". She had this busy look almost like a scowl and said "ok..we'll talk later". Not a good first impression welcoming people to the company.But after that I got to know she was emotional

So throughout the whole 2 months i was there, i dont know if its just me, but i felt like i was in the freezer. I was probably given that treatment as I was not picked by Ms Piggy herself. The CTO picked me through an interview.

Nitty gritty details were picked on. I was assumedly the automatic minute taker in the meetings. Minutes from the meetings have to circulated within 3 days. But for Ms Piggy, its ok to take 2 weeks. Can you say "double standards"??

That was just the beginning of a whole stream of their efforts to manipulate who stays in the department and who doesnt. Anyone outside their gang and won't kow tau to them will find themselves on the elimination list.

After 2 months, i told myself I wont take anymore bullshit from them and got myself another job. I found out that no one in that company likes them, everyone was just waiting to vamoos from that place after getting their one year experience...

anyway...with people like that in the middle management and the heavy reliance they have on these few people, it would be easy to see where the company is heading to. The company is likely to be held hostage by these very few who know they are untouchable. As someone i know put it "they;re never gonna leave...they are paid too much, too comfortable and are untouchable..."

Agent K7: Over and glad to get out

Would that be VIP or VVIP sir?

2007-04-13T10:22:00.000+08:00

I normally comes across this acronym so many times in my life: VIP. Up until recently, it has transgressed to normal VIP to VVIP and then to VVVIP. My question is: Who the frickin hell makes up this anyway? Is this even a legit term or are we just so caught up kissing the important persons ass thinking we’d score more miles by giving them our own self appointed ‘V’?

I remember one time, I know someone who said “Agent, I’m going to invite you to my brothers wedding”. “OK” I thought. Then he went to fuck things up by saying “It’s an honour for you to come, you know why? Because the King is gonna be there. This is the King; you know…not VIP or VVIP, its VVVVVVVVVVVVIP”. Honestly I can’t recall how many V’s he said in the middle but I do remember while he was saying his V’s, I actually had time to wonder about a deserted building we were passing. Suffice to say, I was hoping I wouldn’t get an invite and God was kind to me for granting my wish.

Never the one for protocols, I can’t understand the mentality behind this extra V. I mean, how do you justify it? Is there a measure? “Oh.. I heard Dato’ Apanama got his extra V other day..”. Has anyone actually done a study (“A Case Study on Important People: Quantifying ‘V’s” by S. Kisser)?

Would it be degrading for people in general, you go to certain functions, hey, you’re VIP. You’re treated so well, then someone more important comes along and the organizers take a permanent marker and puts an extra V on the place you were supposed to sit and ‘walla!’, you’re sitting with the rest of us NIP (Non-Important People).

Makes you wonder about NIPs. Are there VNIPs? How about VVNIPs? Are there people who will claim they are in that category?

Agent K7 : VOver and VOut

All the best dude..

2007-03-01T15:14:00.000+08:00

It had to happen one day i guess. this thing called changes that we all go through in life.

Iriz was offered a job with someone he knew and i think he made the right move in accepting it eventhough he loved his present job, which is getting stressed out with students semester after semester...over and over again. Haha

After going through some hardship financially, its good to see that my buddy's 'rezeki' is finally changing.No more 'mid month financial crisis'.

Well buddy, good luck and all the best. Hate to see a good buddy go, but nevertheless, happy that you are going places dude.

Dont forget to drop by if ever in this area for some teh tarik action (and maybe kway teow too).

Jumping for no reason (nor responsibility or resourcefullness)

2007-02-14T08:42:00.000+08:00

Saturday February 10, 2007- The Star

North Pole parachute jump bid

BANGI: Known for its defence of Mat Rempit, or illegal street racers, Putera Umno is preparing to parachute its members into the North Pole next.
The wing and the Malaysian Sports Aviation Federation will train 100 Putera Umno members for three days through a series of tests, including sky-diving freefalls.
Ten candidates will be chosen to make parachute jumps from a height of 1,500m into the North Pole on April 19.
Movement chief Datuk Abdul Azeez Abd Rahim said the expedition would instil a sense of responsibility and resourcefulness in them.
“Youths with such values are the type of human capital that will make our Vision 2020 aspiration a success,” he told reporters here yesterday.
“Such people, as what our leaders say, are glocal assets who can bring benefits to the country at home and at the international stage,” he said.

Transalation
Known for its stupidity in condoning the acts of Mat Rempit, or illegal street racers, Putera Umno is preparing to waste tax payers money by parachuting its members into the North Pole next (i'm pretty sure they had a passing idea of recruiting members there). The wing and the Malaysian Sports Aviation Federation will train 100 Putera Umno members who just want any wanking excuse to have a holiday adventure on tax payers money for three days through a series of tests, including sky-diving freefalls (and hopefully, fall to their death when their parachute doesnt open). Ten candidates will be chosen (oh braaavvoo! well done!!!)to make parachute jumps from a height of 1,500m (try 200m..better height...no time for parachute to open..more extreme!) into the North Pole on April 19(its ok, no one will know they're missing). Movement chief Datuk 'I-Dont-Know-How-Else-to-Prove-My-Wing's-Usefulness' Abdul Azeez Abd Rahim said the expedition would instil a sense of responsibility (umm ...how about doing charity work, wankers??)and resourcefulness (resourcefulness in using rakyats money) in them. “Youths with such values are the type of human capital that will make our Vision 2020 aspiration a success,” he told reporters here yesterday. “Such people, as what our leaders say, are glocal assets who can bring benefits to the country at home and at the international stagehe said. ,”(HUHHHHH?????? WTF???? Dei thambi...u want to go on free holiday, cakap aje laa...we might not like you for the moron you are, but at least we respect you for telling the truth) .

You want a challenge?? You want to instil a sense of responsibility and resourcefulness??Come up with charity drives to help the poor and needy. Alot of other things you can do..

Suggestion : Jump off KL Tower armed only with a really big 'selimut' and 4 pieces of rope (and oklah....some safety pins as bonus). Survivors able to construct a makeshift parachute in mid air will win the President's post!!

MALAYSIA BOLEH!!!!!

Agent K7 - Over + (jumping) out

Danger Alert!!! Pokemon Recruited to Memurtadkan Muslims!!!!

2007-01-31T14:56:00.000+08:00

I suspected it all along..I knew Pikachu was up to no good in all those Japanese animated cartoons but I had no proof!!!Finally, with this forward from a Yahoo chatter who forwarded this without thinking or research and plus the gullibility and sea of stupid people out there THIS IS DAMNING Proof that beneath that yellow furry exterior lies a conspiracy to turn all Muslims to Murtad Morons!!!!

The forward goes something like this:

"awas pemberian CD free bertajuk AHMAD'DREAM motifnya memurtadkan melayu islam.watak lakonan oleh org melayu yg berjaya dimurtadkan.Sebarkan kalu sayang pada islam BAHAYANYA KARTUN POKEMON-- korang tau x maksud POKEMON dan BINATANG2 yang ade dalamnya??? POKEMON bermaksud saya yahudi, PIKACHU bermaksud jadilah seorang yahudi, CHARMANDER bermaksud ALLAH itu lemah(nauzubillah)..... jadi.... tolonglah SEBARKAN kepada rakan2 chat korang semua......Protect Our Population Of Islam.... "

Yes.Protect it i say. Protect it from paranoia-spreading-holier-than-thou-goat-buggering dickheads like the writer who wrote the original message and spit-licking-morons who forward such crap!!!

Casino Royale : Eating my own words

2006-12-21T18:21:00.000+08:00

I think its been over a month since i saw the latest 007 outing starring Daniel Craig. Initially, i was sceptical about how he was going to carry the character of 007 seeing that in his pre-Bond role, he looked like 'a crumpled paper bag'. But you have to give the guy some credit. All the sceptism has made him even more eager to prove himself...inclusive of body building of which many females i know have went 'oooohhhh' and 'ahhhh' when they see him coming out of the water scene.

Casino royale sets back to the time 007 gets his double-0 status. To be elevated to double-0 status, he has to first makes 2 kills, which he does, one brutally hard and one cold bloodiedly easy.

Craig plays the role reminiscent to Connery's brutal charm only much colder yet still having 'that hint of soul' which Fleming so aptly described in Bond. Craig also successfully potrays Bond in his first outing as a 'more human' assasin/agent botching up jobs and getting caught killing a bomber on CCTV's in an foreign embassy and at times losing his cool ( in contrast to Moore who sauntered through 7 movies with disbelieving coolness and suaveness) when provoked by the bad guys.

Gone are the gadgets. No invicible car, nothing except a Walther P99 (although in the novels it was a rather toy gunnish Walther PPK).

All in all, I have to say CR was a good movie although the casino poker scenes were a tad too long, but the physical action, the good script and the chemistry between the actors made up for it.

So it was worth my while to 'ponteng' kerja for a while to see it in a nearby cineplex...

good luck to the Broccoli's trying to top this movie....

Agent K7: Over and out

Its that time of the year again...

2006-12-18T15:55:00.000+08:00

I recently i found a website that had all the Christmas songs that could be played online...and listening to all those songs...(I hope i wont be branded as apostate for enjoying xmas songs...)..it makes me kinda depressed.

Depressed because I guess the year is gonna be over...despite songs like this reminding you of the cliche'd picture of families coming together,old friends and loved ones getting together what i am reminded the most is the old times when u were younger...

Alot of my xmas memories will always be filled with the ones i had during my uni days...walking around the malls with an ex girlfriend of mine and listening to those endless streams of xmas songs while she did her shopping...and believe me, she could really shop..thank God its not from my wallet though (budak uni...)...all those xmas decorations...

also, xmas was a time of year it was mandatory to visit my ex best friend. his mom made a killer chocolate cake. i would leave with half the cake in my tummy after getting together with a couple of friends, ...

oh well...those were the times...i guess sometimes its depressing coz u think what u'd be doing this same time of the year when u were younger...those carefree days...when u didnt have to think about anyone else except urself...

with depressing feelings like this, no wonder the holiday seasons have the highest suicide rate....

Merry Christmas everyone...

Agent K7: Over and out

Gardener/Car surgeon to the rescue

2006-10-31T13:02:00.000+08:00

The power window on the driver side of my wife's car somehow just managed to give this loud 'klunk!!' 2 days ago and the glass window just slided down into the door leaving the side driver side door without any glass window. so i told my wife let me drive . that way i could stick one hand out of the window like some samseng china man would and no one would dare mess with me eventhough the window was wide open and mugging was an easy opportunity at traffic lights. only thing is, this 'chinaman' didnt have a lit cigarette and was driving a station wagon.

i bought some clear plastic today. the kind most people would cover their tables with.Not exactly hi-tech, i know...

i was outlining, cutting and taping the plastic on the side of my car when indian landscape gardener (who was passing by and i just acknowledged by nodding my head) asked me in his way 'what happened?'. I told him 'tingkap pecah'. Next thing i know, siap dtg tolong i and then proceeded to take over taping the plastic to the car!! I was left standing there while this guy and his compadre inched out the window with duct tape and plastic.

Anyway they did an ok job (more than i expected...siap panggil kawan cakap india with occasional english words like "wunee su tra ane 'PLASTIC' ane ongal 'TIGHT'.... " like surgeons on an operating table.) so i upah them RM5 and said "duit belanja minum boss". they looked grateful.

You never know where help comes from...the most unlikeliest places...*smile*

Agent K7 : Over + out

McShame

2006-10-11T16:07:00.000+08:00

It was a Monday evening when Iriz asked if i was going home for buka puasa. Initially i was but i figured oh what the hell...so i decided to stay back. All the suggestions of what to eat came dancing around in our minds (somewhat the same way beer dances around Homer Simpson's mind "Beeeeerrrr..." *Drool*). Our favorite kway teow was out of the question as abang kway teow got married recently, closed his shop and is probably waiting for buka time to bonk his wife 'kway teow style'!!

So finally we settled for McDonalds. It turned out that McD's has a buffet eat-all-the-burgers-you-can during Ramadhan. The place was a mad house! There was a queue outside the establishment like the ones u see at Hard Rock Cafe.

I swear I've never seen so many burgers so skillfully stacked up on a tray...and for one bugger!!

We thought of going the modest way when the waitress came "Ok...saya nak satu Big Mac...satu sprite" until we were interrupted "Ala bang...takpe...abang ambik aje lebih...kang senang untuk abang and untuk kita...so sprite brapa? 4 ye??"

So when we finally got our order...i had to finish my share of:
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Agent K7's McList of McShame
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1 Big Mac
1 Chicken porridge
2 small fries
4 Sprites
2 piece fried chicken
1 Chicken Mcdeluxe
and at last but not least,the one that nearly made me puked it out all away:
3/4 McEgg

It was the McEgg that made me admit defeat...the soft egg inside my mouth nearly made me projectile vomit ala Exorcist (BRrreeeaaaaacckkkk!!!) on Iriz who was laughing looking at my almost puked out face and not knowing the icky fate that nearly befall upon him.

The table behind me was done and still had 2 trays of (4x4x4 Length x width x height) burgers and too scared/ashamed to go for the door.So, they sat there...even after we left...wondering what to do with all those burgers they didnt chow down...

I went home after that feeling ashamed of myself...sure in a gluttoness way, it was a personal achievement for me but..still ashamed.....kinda felt guilty here we were chugging down food and worse, wasting it, when some people starve around the other side of the world...

Agent K7: Over + out

Young Kiasu Sangkabagus

2006-09-15T12:34:00.000+08:00

Yesterday I was chatting with a girl who i added in my YM list sometime back becoz i tot she was ok.
I asked her about work and she said she came over to near where i work as there was a job fair. I asked "oh there is?" to which she replied "kata keja kat tempat x". I just said

K7: well tempat_x is kinda big
kiasu_sangkabagus : ala acivity utama tempat_x should alert la
K7 : is it really utama?
kiasu_sangkabagus: ya lah
K7 : what interest is it to me?
kiasu_sangkabagus : cam event_x tu
K7 :i know ada event_x
kiasu_sangkabagus:job affair (this shows how naive she is that she cant distinguish btwn 'fair' and 'affair') tu slalunya skali ngan event_x
kiasu_sangkabagus : mak ai
kiasu_sangkabagus :eksen nyer dia
K7 :biasala
K7 : u eksyen
K7 : i pun boleh eksyen
kiasu_sangkabagus : i eksen ke
kiasu_sangkabagus : bila?
K7 : " ala acivity utaman tenpat_x u should alert la"
K7 : just because u know about it
kiasu_sangkabagus : hahahaha
K7 : doenst mean its important to everyone
kiasu_sangkabagus : funny la u nih
kiasu_sangkabagus : mcm budak kecik
kiasu_sangkabagus : tu bukan eksyen namanya
K7 : hehe..yeah yeah...
K7 : at least i dotn make myself self important
K7 : assuming everyone knows what u know...thats just naive
K7 : LOL
kiasu_sangkabagus: ok
kiasu_sangkabagus : u win

well, i could be wrong but during my time, u graduated u were thrown out into the world. No job fair unlike these spoonfed grads. The question is: Was i wrong to act defensively? Wouldn't u agree that this person was 'kurang ajar' and trying to be a smart alec?

Shes not the only one. I remember telling someone i had an interview with Jabatan Perkhidmatan Awam and she asked "for what post?". I said "i'm not sure". I skimmed through the letter disinterested as I just got this job i am in now. She went on to say "Macam mana boleh tak tau" bla bla bla.

For government servants who find it so hard to reply decent emails, she was trying to act superior without knowing why I never bothered to know. Not the kind who takes it lying down, I did my usual firing back and told her I didnt wanna be a SA in the goverment like her who talk alot about perfection but cant reply the simplest emails.

But I guess u cant blame these kind of people. They usually have an inferiority complex. they are always on the lookout to prove themselves.When you're young and just graduated, they think they can climb the corp ladder fast by stepping on heads and showing who's boss or that you're fast lane material. But all u do is just stoop lower and display your naiveness. No one respects these kind of people.

AT one time after I graduated, I had that perception on life and work. Before I got a job at one time i thought my job would involve shouting at people who didnt know how to do their jobs and 'bila tak tau, buat cam tau'. Luckily that part of my perception never came into light.I was lucky i didnt come the kiasu smart alec. I learned to get something done, at best, is to rally up support from your peers through respect and hard work and what you know.

So to you youngsters out there : Jangan sangka bagus. Dont think just because you have a job, you know it all or you are fast lane material. Dont think just because you have a car and obtained your licence, you're automatically a race car driver. To sum it all up dont think you're a hotshot.

Dont assume just because you have a small piece of information you're above everyone else...Other people have eaten more salt and are prob wiser not to make the stupid assumptions u make in life. You'll just end up looking like a moron.

Agent K7 : Over & out

Forward this!!!

2006-08-30T12:01:00.001+08:00

People, when you forward soemthing over the email, please be sure to do some background check or think of the logic behind it first. When you forward something, its a representation of you and your beliefs. Sometimes the only reason some people forward irresponsible email is because they can get away under the veil of anonymity and think they dont have to be responsible for the information they disperse.

Iriz once got a forward saying that dont prepare food when you have long fingernails as it will cause the people who consume the food to be stupid and went on to say that was one of the reasons why Malays were dumb (if that was true then the author must have been eating off his toenails too). Well hygienically i agree, but other races eat with their hands too...u dont see them being stumped economically do u? Its just a pitiful excuse for the state we're in. When are we gonna stop looking for excuses and look into ourselves?

Recently I got an email from a yahoo group i subscribed to which went something like this:

Janganlah kita menggantikan perkataan
> "Assalamualaikum" dengan "Akum"
> dalam sms.
>
> Jika perkataan Assalamualaikum itu panjang,
> maka hendaklah kita ganti
> dengan perkataan "Salam" iaitu sama makna
> dengan Assalamualaikum.
> Sesama lah kita memberitahu kawan-kawan yang
> selalu sangat guna short
> form A'kum dalam sms.
>
> Perkataan 'AKUM' adalah gelaran daripada
> orang2 Yahudi untuk orang2
> bukan yahudi yang bermaksud 'BINATANG' dalam
> bahasa Ibrani.
> Ia singkatan daripada perkataan 'Avde Kokhavim
> U Mazzalot' yang
> bermaksud 'HAMBA2 BINATANG DAN ORANG2 SESAT'.
>
> So, mulai sekarang jika ader org hantar
> shortform "A'kum", kita
> nasihatlah dia guna "Salam" kerna salam ialah
> dari perkataan
> Assalamualaikum.
>
> Semoga ada manfaatnya
>
> Wallahua'lam
>
> Sekian, terima kasih.
>
> BAHASA JIWA BANGSA (if this is true, we have a 'borrowed' jiwa then)
>
> Salam hormat,
>
This section edited to protect the mentally challenged
[ *By someone so dumb u tot she doesnt exist...but she actually does.
This section was deleted to (unfortunately) protect the moronic paranoia-spreading people holier than thou people who can write such junk but are afraid to stand by their claims like the real meaning of 'Akum' and and other fanatical crap.

Sorry, i didnt think people as dumb as you exist. If i knew i would have given u a pseudonym such as RumorSpreader or IdiotWriter or something befitting to you extremism ways.
Thats why i left it as it is in copy and paste form. Did you google your own name just to see where your name came up?

]

> Di dalam memilih jalan di dalam kehidupan ini,
> seringkali kita
> dihadapkan dengan pelbagai pilihan.
> Namun sebagai manusia, kita ditetapkan dengan
> kayu ukur al-Quran dan
> peninggalan sirah hasil kutipan dan catatan
> ulama silam bersumber
> hadith dan athar yang kita tidak boleh tolak
> secara tidak ilmiah.
>
> Tingkap jangan disangka pintu, pintu jangan
> disangka tingkap.(Jamban jgn disangka tandas, tandas jgn disangka jamban) Di
> dalam meluap semangat berjihad, jangan sampai
> kita tersungkur di
> pintu syurga, lalu diheret ke pintu neraka.
>
> The day you take complete responsibility for
> yourself, the day you stop making any excuses, that's the day you
> start to the top. - O.J.Simpson (Why are we quoting people who were tried for murder???)>

I was kinda baffled. Here was an email asking us not to short form anything but yet could bring meaning to the acronym for the word 'AKUM'

So in reply, I thought I would go on a fact finding mission to see what the words meant of which i found out and wrote the following

hehehe (trying not to sound offensive)...something as innocent as short forming a muslim greeting pun boleh jadi jewish-zionist propaganda kan?? sure some evil jew was behind this bila he/she sent out the first sms with the words 'a'kum' in it and said to himself "Muaahahaha...i will lead Muslims all astray with the word 'akum'".hehe

anyway untuk pengetahuan semua not sure what the whole sentence means but

avdo = servant

kokhavim = bintang

u = ?? (org yg tulis fwd ni couldnt find a hebrew word kot)

mazzalot = pl. mazalot, (a) a spiritual conduit for the outflow of divine beneficence -- from the Hebrew root "flow" (nozel), (b) specifically, the thirteen tufts of the "beard" of Arich Anpin, (c) a physical embodiment of such a spiritual conduit in a star, planet, constellation, etc. (d) specifically, the twelve constellations of the zodiac

So roughly transalated it means : servant bintang u zodiac...

I thought about it for a while and think maybe its an effort to get people thinking about the emails they forward and emails they read. To find out about the truth behind the lies and slanders people can write and create in creating paranoia rather than just forwarding it.I wanted to create intellectual awareness and make people think for themselves.

Then after a while thought "Oh what the f**k!! Its an uphill battle!" and deleted it.

Agent K7: Over + out

The Parliament : Circus of clowns

2006-08-29T09:12:00.000+08:00

Ladies and gentlemen, these is what we pay our MP's to do is parliament. To squabble over issues which is a matter of their own self interest and is of no relevance at all to the good of our rakyat.

I'm surprised the Jasin MP is still around. Making a mockery of the parliament and night after night you see the same faces raising idiotic issues. They have clowns who are more interested in making sensationalized headlines such as 'younger successful women are going for elder successful guys leaving younger guys in a lurch'(indirectly aiming at siti nurhaliza). This topic drawed laughter from the parliamentary seating.I guess he was trying to see if he has what it takes to do stand up comedy.

It all looks like a big circus to me

Customs gagged- The Star 29th August 2006

KUALA LUMPUR: The Finance Ministry has ordered the Customs Department to stop issuing statements regarding Jasin MP Datuk Mohd Said Yusof.

In a statement yesterday, Second Finance Minister Tan Sri Nor Mohamed Yakcop said issues about the department raised in Parliament would be answered by him, the deputy finance minister or the parliamentary secretary to the ministry.

Nor Mohamed said he met Customs director-general Datuk Abdul Rahman Abdul Hamid and Treasury chief secretary Tan Sri Izuddin Dali yesterday to relay the instruction.

“I requested that the director-general and his officers stop issuing statements regarding the Jasin MP. The director-general has agreed to this,” he said.

When met at the Parliament lobby, Mohd Said told newsmen: “That is what the Finance Ministry should have done earlier. The Customs Department has no right to reply directly to us via the media. It should go through the proper channels, such as the Finance Ministry.”

Cuepacs president Datuk Nordin Abdul Hamid, who is also president of the Peninsular Malaysia Customs Officers Association, said he was grateful that the minister would respond to matters involving the Customs.

“However, whoever is going to respond on behalf of the Customs Department must do so as soon as any negative issue is raised,” he said.

“If they don’t, it will be very negative for the staff. They become very unhappy and they will ask the union to respond.”

Nordin had slammed Mohd Said and his fellow MP Datuk Bung Mokhtar Radin (BN – Kinabatangan) for calling a high-ranking Customs officer a bad apple during a Parliament debate last Tuesday.

The Customs Department and Mohd Said have been trading barbs in the media since May when the department alleged that the Jasin MP had asked its officers to “close one eye” over a consignment of sawn timber from Indonesia.

In June, Mohd Said upped the ante by alleging that certain Customs officials had sold confiscated luxury cars cheaply to friends in the palace and government departments.

As the feud continued, both the Customs DG and Mohd Said were summoned before a Parliamentary Select Committee on Integrity last month, and it was decided then that the sale of confiscated cars should be scrapped and instead be auctioned publicly.

In Parliament yesterday, Datuk Shahrir Abdul Samad (BN – Johor Baru) called for the Parliamentary Select Committee on Integrity to investigate a possible leak behind the publication of the name list of people who bought luxury cars from the Customs.

He said the committee should verify if the 159 names published in a Chinese daily last week were the same names on the list held by the committee for its inquiry into issues involving the Customs.

“The committee has to find out if both lists are the same because the one that was published had (Deputy Finance Minister II Datuk Dr) Awang Adek Hussin's name, which was not in the original list,” he said.

Shahrir said evidence acquired by the committee in an inquiry could not be disclosed until it was tabled in the House, and that any premature publication of such details would be in contempt of Parliament.

Minister in the Prime Minister’s Department Datuk Seri Nazri Aziz told newsmen at the Parliament lobby that he would get to the bottom of the matter.

In Parliament, Barisan Nasional MPs targeted the Customs Department during the debate on the Supplementary Supply Bill 2006.

Mohd Said lambasted the Customs for spending lavishly – up to RM48mil – on uniforms.

Bung Mohktar took a swipe at Chief Secretary to the Government Tan Sri Samsudin Osman who had questioned the immunity enjoyed by MPs in Parliament.

“Why question our rights? We are here to serve the people. We are speaking for the people,” said Bung Mokhtar who did not mention Samsudin’s name.

Datuk Seri Tiong King Sing (BN – Bintulu) said the Customs should admit its weaknesses and not seek support from higher authorities.

In winding up the debate, Dr Awang Adek said he could not reveal the 159 names as it would be contrary to Parliament Standing Orders

First impressions count!

2006-08-15T12:21:00.000+08:00

e-Information/Profile, i regard, is an aspect that should be dealt with carefully. Most corporations I know or who are out there know that their website is the FIRST thing people see when they want to find out about you. It gives and impression of your organization and sometimes it can determine if people decide to look into you further or they couldnt give a flying rats ass about you.

When you regard yourself as a world class establishment, the mentality should be as such.You shouldnt have people fresh from HTML101 running your corporate website. Internationally known world class establishments dont go blowing their own horn resounding the fact they are world class or internationally known.

They dont try too hard either. Their websites if anything, are more functional by design than just a pretty (or trying to be) interface.Unnecessary graphics are cut out and more space is given to other useful links.

If you saw the below photograph on a website, what would think this website would be selling?

a. Lighting equipment
b. ISO Consultancy
c. "Preparation for life " - New parents
d. Preparation for life - because right now you're dead...

Bimbo (holier than thou) chatter Episode 4

2006-08-07T18:03:00.000+08:00

This session needs no introduction. I guess the part where this chatter says she's baik is a reflection of...i dont know...u be the judge

miss_dimwit: bleh mtk tlg x?
Agent: depends
miss_dimwit: mksd awk?
miss_dimwit: awk mmg x knl sy..
Agent: jadi....
miss_dimwit: sy pun xtau awk org yg mcmana
Agent: yep
Agent: sama
miss_dimwit: nk tnya dlu awk baik ke x..hehe
miss_dimwit: sy mengaku sy baik..hehe..
miss_dimwit: sy xtipu..
Agent: nope....nakal orgnye....
Agent: ok
Agent: bagusla kalau u fikir u baik..
miss_dimwit: ikhlas ni nak mintak tlg
miss_dimwit: kebykan org ckp sy baik
miss_dimwit: kebaikan sy org ambik kesempatan
Agent: so..how come u're telling me this
miss_dimwit: awk pernah tipu org x?
Agent: yep
miss_dimwit: ambik duit dan brg org...
miss_dimwit: sy nak detect org tu, tp xtau cner
miss_dimwit: sy try col, tp dia xagkat.msj pun x bls
Agent: ambik duit u?
miss_dimwit: dia nk tkr fon lain plak
miss_dimwit: a'ah..tp sy xkenal dia..
miss_dimwit: sedih sgt rasa
Agent: i penah tipu tapi bukan sampai cam tu
Agent: well
miss_dimwit: mksd u?
Agent: kira ambik ni sbg pengajaran
Agent: i gtg
miss_dimwit: hbs sume duit dlm bank sy dia kebas
Agent: too bad. a fool and her money is soon parted.
Agent: ada meeting.bye
miss_dimwit: p la meeting

Komputer Riba kena bayar riba

2006-08-06T15:46:00.001+08:00

Komputer Riba kena bayar riba (22 July 2006)
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Ahh…finally, I have my own laptop. It was last Thursday that I finally decided to put n effort into looking for a laptop and paying it by installment. I told myself that maybe if I have a laptop, I could have more time to do things like maintaining and upgrading my website and blogging like this. Eventually and hopefully this laptop will have to pay off for itself. That was the main reason I bought it.

I thought I got a deal when I saw my laptop at a major electronic retail chain. Turns out to be, the laptop has no operating system in it. So luckily for me, I had a good ol copy of Tingkap XP. I had to charge a ton on my card and the remainder wasn’t even what I thought it would be. Instead of paying RM135 every month for the next 2 years, I end up paying RM145. Oh, we all have to make sacrifices or I don’t know till when I will be still dependent on my office PC sneaking to do my work.

31
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On other another note, just turned 31 yesterday. Can’t believe I’m 31 actually. I always had this notion I’d be 25 the most and stick that age the rest of my life. Pretty soon, my age will be the same figure as my waist size. If anyone has any tips on making my 35.5 inch waist to 33 or 34, please let me know (working out and not eating suggestions not accepted)

Wife is away for the last 2 weeks. Somehow I thought would be up to no good. But laziness took a whole new level when I was too lazy to meet anyone for drinks and rather go home back to my kid. Yes I am guilty for dilly dallying around the uni doing stuff like reading up on some matters and looking for books which always have this way of eluding me, but at the end of the day, I felt I had to go back to my kid and make sure he was alright.

I have spent 2 weeks of not getting 100% sleep through the night. I wake up about an average of 5 times a night every time my son coughs as he has a tendency to vomit when he coughs too hard. Chances are, out of the 5 times he coughs; one of them will be inducing vomit. It’s kind of tiring to do it by yourself. I sometimes wonder how my sister (who is a single mother herself) would have done had it not been for the help of my parents.

I told myself I need a holiday. A holiday where I can just sleep without thinking if everything was alright, wake up refreshed in the morning and continue sleeping in the afternoon (preferably after lunch)

Agent K7 : Over + out

Almost every morning-10 things i hate about the mornings

2006-08-02T08:19:00.000+08:00

Basically, every morning i go through a cycle when i leave the house. sometimes i dont think its the idea of work that depresses you every morning. Its actually the drive to work that makes your blood pressure hit the stratosphere.

The following is what i go through every morning after i leave my house

1.Vallet parking residents
In almost every Malaysian taman, people take for granted that the road in front of their homes are allocated to them by the city council to park their car.Some of these people are highly educated and/or drive BMWs and Mercs. But if you are in any sense educated, i think that Ivy League degree of yours is worth as much as toilet paper.What I deemed to be a double banger is the fact that these people park on both sides of the road creating just narrow lane and to top it all off, their porch is empty!!! Passing cars have to slow down (in which most cases they dont) to let the on coming car through. And when u actually let them through when both sides are blocked,they'll zip through without a word of thanks as though it was their Moses-like given right that cars parts for them to pass through.

2.'Under 45 degree' steering cars
At a 90 degree turning, I noticed most drivers can, at most ,turn their steering wheels to make their vehicles swerve 20 degrees. So to turn into a road 90 degrees sharp, the will start turning, say 5 meters away and possibly knocking you (who was there waiting to come out of the lane looking left and right like that small kid in that 'lintas jalan' commercial before he screamed like a girl) in the process coz they were too lazy to make a sharper turn.Its ok to 'makan jalan orang', so long as they dont burn extra mili-calories in the effort to turn. Power steering, as popular as it is to Malaysians, is just useless.

3. Mamak drive through
I have like 2 mamak shops closeby my house and en route to the toll booth.The developers were smart enough to plan parking lots close by for extreme crowds at mamak shops but they did not anticipate the extreme laziness of Malaysians who actually wants to park in front of the mamak shop.Forget the fact there are no parking bays at the corner of the mamak shop and the closest place to park is about 20 meters away, these people will park IN the bloody mamak shop if given a choice. Some come up drive up to the cornerside of the shop on the opposite lane just to sit in their car to order a take away 'teh tarik'. You ingat drive through ke?

4.Limited time on earth people
We just cant run away from these people. These people have a gift and their gift is that they know how much of time they have on earth before they go back to hell. And judging by the way they behave,its evident their time is running out. Their time is worth more than others. You can spot people like this cutting lanes at toll booths. Hey, it doesnt matter if everyone else is queuing up 200 meters back, put a signal (in most cases they dont) and they think they have a right to cut you off.Sad thing is, most people who are like these drive luxury cars.

5.Touch n Go (or is it?)
The sign says it all. It doesnt say 'Creep up to panel-start find your Touch n go card-wind down ur window-inch towards panel-lower hand brakes-masuk gear satu-Go'.
Heres a tip before you reach the toll booth: wind down ur window, have ur TNG card ready, step on ur clutch,go into first gear and roll into the booth. after you hear the 'titit' sound, you're already in first gear, get moving.

6. The Malaysian Kepoh : Always looking,never helping
There was a jam this morning between the Damansara and Subang interchange. I guessed maybe there was an accident on the road i was on. So looking to see where it was to give me an idea how much more i had to endure this, i noticed one stalled lorry at first the OTHER side of the road.Up closer, i noticed 2 lorries and yep, you guessed it, there was the accident. Two lorries collided into each other on the opposite road and the road i was on that was jammed?? Someone explain to me why people have to slow down to look? Are we really gonna help? 4D numbers maybe? The traffic police should run a 4D stint to ease jams. They could put up large signs "No. Kereta kemalangan untuk hari ini :4172, 8888 ". Or the other alternative is cover the scene with large billboard size covers. On the covers you could put "Tiada apa untuk dilihat.Jangan kepoh!"

7.Everybody pays road tax too
Certain cars are more priviliged than others.They think becoz they drive Beemers, Mercs and Kancils, they can hold up the fast lane. I guess they've seen one too many Primax ads here the 5 series breaks the sound barrier.Look behind you, there are faster cars. Look buddy, if you're going at the same speed with car on the slower lane, just stay there and if theres a big gap ahead of you and a car is coming up from behind fast, please la let him through. Petrol aint cheap for me to slow down coz u're a dimwit.

8.Kiasu cutter: even if its just to be one car ahead of you
Put your signal to politely move on to the next lane (not to cut people at queues) but some people are easily threatened, so they accelarate just so you cant move in. Kesian these people.

9.Lane jumpers and signal retarded people
Need I say more?Do some cars NOT have signals???

10.Professional PunchCard Pegawai (PPP) or Kerani(PPK)
Ahh..finally..i arrive at the office.Work starts at 8, so if you arrive say at 7:59 or 7:58 prepare to meet the department assigned PPP or PPK. One tudung'ed gurl punching in for 10 people. Nevermind the fact that you arrived on time and you're standing there waiting while she's punching the card for the whole department. Thank God for the fact it wasnt the only place to punch card. She would have took it upon herself to punch the cards for the whole institute. Maybe i should leave my card there and ask her to punch for me...sounds like a plan...

Agent K7 : Over & out

RM490 Million White Elephant

2006-07-18T08:59:00.000+08:00

The government has done it again! Proposing super high budget sports complex projects at the expense and dismay of taxpayers. Dont our views count anymore? Are we just subjects who work, earn money for the country so that the govt can dream up silly little projects to waste money on.

Recently, the Min of Sports announced it will build a RM490 million sports complex in London. Apparently, they want our athletes to gain international exposure. Umm competing in international sports...isnt that int'l exposure enough?

I love this excerpt NSC director general Datuk Dr Ramlan Aziz said:

"The HTPC is being proposed as a one-stop centre for local athletes to get international exposure. It will serve as a forward base for athletes before competitions in Europe.We value and respect the opinions and views from various quarters. We understand the public outcry. For us, too, RM490mil is certainly high and we will not spend that much.”

Most of the time, when civil servants say "We value and respect the opinions and views from various quarters", it means they dont give a hoot.

And when they say "The HTPC is being proposed as a one-stop centre for local athletes to get international exposure. It will serve as a forward base for athletes before competitions in Europe." it means during their stint in the NSC, they probably want an excuse to travel to London to and fro and every chance they get on the pretext of doing their jobs.

You dont see Ghana ('a country who gained independence the same time as us yet not making the prgress we are' as most politicians would like to put it) building proposterous sports complexes do you? But is their team in the World cup? Arent they some of the best long distance runners and sprinters?

Do you see other govts building sports complex in other parts of the world just so " local athletes to get international exposure"???

Provided we suck at sports now, what if the complex is up and we still cant achieve anything? are we gonna get 490million back? i say screw sports lah! the money can be better spent people in poverty.

agent k7: over and out

Siti :damn if u do, damned if u dont

2006-07-18T08:19:00.000+08:00

Its finally happened, the pop princess of malaysia is gettting married. after months of speculation she announced it at a press conference (??). Prior to this, everyone was asking if she was dating Datuk K. Then came the endless questions of is she gonna marry him? If so, whats the date? The list goes on.

Yesterday I got off the phone with someone who obviously hates siti and dato k. for one , she hated siti because she was angry why siti had to give a press conference to announce her wedding and she hated dato k for leaving his wife for siti and that siti should have been with a younger guy named fadzly.i really didnt wanna talk about siti to tell u the truth. but after the conversation which she ranted on and on, i was figuring, why was she so upset? what effect would it have on her if siti married someone old and decrepit (hahaa).she also said that when she gets married one day, shes gonna call for a press conference. i said everyone has a right to do anything they want including the press if they decide not to turn up.

now. i'm not much of a fan of siti. having said that, i do acknowledge that she is by far a good singer and entertainer (she made me laugh with all the siti 'winnie the po'oh' and 'q: how do u like ur tea? a:in a cup' jokes). i dont pull my hair and scream "SITIIII!!" the way teenage gurls do when they see a 'flash in a pan' boyband but lets cut her some slack.

if she decided to keep her wedding private,the malaysian public would be offended. its as though they owned a piece of her and they have a right to somethings she held sacred. when she couldnt give a date for her wedding, callers would call radio stations up and voice their disagreement saying things like "..apa salahnye...benda baik, baik dihebahkan..saya rasa tak patut la". The press hounded her every chance they got. Who are they actually to demand that a public figure answer to them? Its not like siti is a politician. shouldnt we respect her rights for privacy?

now that she announced her wedding at a press conference, people are getting angry on her choice. a leading tv station had a stupid sms poll "Has siti made the right choice? a.yes b.no". who cares???? its her life!! why do we have to kepoh?? and on top of that, when she announces it,everyone thinks shes overdoing it. shouldnt someone blame the press for hounding her and leading her to believe that she should hold a press conference to announce soemthing like this?

i reiterate: i am not a siti fan. my point is,as malaysians, we should know when to draw the line as entertainment and the private lives of people.

this could go 2 ways. either you crumble under the spotlight OR u do what most american entertainers have been doing like michael douglas and catherine zeta jones by selling their wedding picture rights to tabloids. after all, they know that there are people gullible enough for things like this, so why not make money out of it?

agent K7: over and out

P/s:got any good siti jokes???

World Cup 2006 : Actors win again

2006-07-13T12:54:00.000+08:00

June has been somewhat an eventful month for me...

Yep, the Italians win this time around. And to think they were nearly booted out by Australia had it not been for a free kick after one of the players pretended to fall in front of the goal pitch.Well its been said the Italians were a little dirty and used underhanded tactics. So Matterazi did deserve that head butt he got from Zizou...I would have kicked him in this Italian meatballs if I was Zizou!

I was routing for Argentina but unfortunately, the Argentinians got a little cocky after a 6-0 win over Serbia Montenegro and didnt put Messi in the line up against Germany resulting in Argentina getting their ass kicked out of the WC. Oh well...I won't cry for you Argentina..

Anyway, it was a WC full of upsets. favourites Brazil got their samba butts kicked too..it was a real pity...

England. Now thats a team of noteworthy mention. Every WC, almost everyone on the telly interviewed will predict ye ol Brits will take home the Cup. You cant blame them coz year over year, they are overdosed with English Premier League and only think the English are the only ones playing their over promoted football in their over promoted premier leagues. But after the quarter final rounds and penalty shootouts, spotted dicks will be sent back scurrying to play in their respective teams...(sorry i'm just not a fan of oversensationalized football all year through)

I will miss some WC commercials..theres this particular one with a gentle strumming of the guitar showing how football is played around the world. I think it was a Maksis (bukan nama sebenar) commercial. However, the same company which brought that commercial also brought a whole range of stupid commercials under its pre-paid services, PanasLink (bukan nama sebenar). One ad showed sports commentators in their booth watching the game and when a goal was scored, no one in the booth could see the pitch as to who scored the goal but luckily a Malaysian commentator had Panaslink access and through sms he was informed that Ferdinand scored. Now...if your job was that important to relay what was on the field, wouldnt u put the booth really high up? Havent they heard of on the ground cameras and wireless communications? Are fans really allowed to bring flags that big?? Nak buat commecial pun, biar la logik... Aiyo. Anyway Panaslink was never known for making catchy smart ads anyway...Deegee, their competitor is a lot better...phew...glad i got that off my chest...

Agent K7: Over and penalty shoot out

Just how paranoid and fragile are we in our faith?

2006-06-19T12:04:00.000+08:00

recently, some mufti declared that the act of kongsi raya (celebrating celebrations together) was deemed as threat and could erode us from our faith...

"Ulama Conference 2006 working committee chairman Datuk Seri Harussani Zakaria said this was necessary because the National Fatwa Committee had decided that celebrating the festivals of other religions could erode the faith of Muslims and could lead to blasphemy. " The Star June 14th 2006.

i'm no pious or imam myself, but, as Muslims, lets ask ourselves this question : if our faith in Islam is so easily shaken and we are so easily deterred by simply showing an act of tolerance for non-muslims, what does that say of our belief and faith in Allah swt?

when someone believes in something, and is devoted to a belief wholeheartedly nothing can deter him/her. THAT is religious faith. they can make you drink holy water or things such as that, but its what is in your heart that matters.

sometimes we wonder why we have a rising cases in apostates/murtad. its not the religion. its the people. a certain religion has a certain way of enticing you to convert to them. and you know what their secret weapon is? tolerance and acceptance.
this particular religion has very tight knit communities, very well in support with each other. when you've seen that your religion is full 'do not this' and 'do not that' and everyone is ever ready to be judgementally holier-than-thou , u can be very vulnerable and succeptible to suggestion, more so when they show you kindness and acceptance.

i hate to say this, but most of our ulamas/tv uztazs + uztazahs are nothing short of paranoid,narrow mided-holier than thou and intolerant.i think i can count with one hand the number of times i have come across religious sermons where they preach about tolerance towards Muslims and non Muslims, to show kindness and in a non-preachy way too.sadly, most of them are non-local or non malay preachers.

sometimes there are a few TV ustazs and uztazahs who come on TV giving lectures and sermons like they know it all.they go through great lengths varying the intonation in their voices to get the attention of the audience.u could expect them at any point in delivering their sermon to jump off the stage just to make a lasting impression on the audience (and the floor)

sadly, the public perception is that we should follow them like lemmings jumping off the cove into the sea.we never question them as we deem questioning them would be against our religion."Eiii...tak baik...dia Uztaz tau.." they would say. Abuya (leader of the Al Arqam) was an Uztaz one time too. They're just humans...not messengers of Allah lest we forget.

Day after day we just 'angguk' our heads everytime they speak and use certain phrases from the Quran to justify what they say.This is ok, so long as they use it in the right context. Although I agree there are some religious scholars who speak on benevolent issues and the truth there are some who are questionable, especially the ones featured in the magazine 'Mastika'. Apparently it is implied that no uztazs ever lie according to a friend of mine who reads that magazine faithfully.

shouldnt these ulamas at ulamas 2006 be debating about the intellectual state of most muslims in malaysia? why are most of the hard core poor also muslims in malaysia and around the world?

i seriously cant stand people who have no tolerance for others. maybe thats why theres alot of crap in this world. everyone deems their beliefs to be the 'righteous one' without thinking other people of other faiths were brought up thinking the same way.

Agent K7: Over and out

Long (undeserved) break

2006-06-19T11:40:00.000+08:00

its back to work for me. i was off for the whole of last week. my other half had a meeting in penang (the dump of the orient) and so i followed taking the opportunity to take a lil break from it all.

penang isnt what i remembered it to be. over time, its been losing its charm. i remembered fun holidays there as a school kid and swimmable beaches, trishaws etc etc.

i stayed at this resort where my wife was attached to. right next to this resort (or better known as concentration camp) was this helluva big drain 'almost' leading to the sea. i say 'almost' because the only thing that was stopping this drain from flowing into the sea was( ingeniously the work of some contractors) a sand bar. apparently the sand bar was put as a temporary measure. some contractors were in the midst of buliding a small walkway bridge across the drain!

true enuff one day it rained. the sand bar broke and everything you could imagine a 'longkang' could have flowed into the sea ala white water rapids. bleaahhh...

all in all it was a nice kinda break...i wanted to have wan tan mee (whoever invented it was a pure culinary genius) in gurney drive. confidently i went to the chinese wan tan mee maker and said "wan tan mee satu ah"...he replied efficiently "boleh boss!" as his hands started picking the ingredients and putting them in a plastic packet. when he was putting in the fried wan tan dumpling...i couldn't help but ask "itu wan tan...chee yoke ka?". he answered "ya boss...lu melayu ka?"

"ya..saya melayu...bagi saya kosong punye lor...chee yoke tak mau...tunggu...lu punye minyak pun chee yoke ka?"

"ya lor boss..."

"aiyo...cancel la ....sorry ah..."

"takpe boss...sudah biasa wo boss"

at this moment some old 'ah so' his mother interjects out of nowhere and says "takpe ...takpe..."

i couldn't help but feel embarassed and bad. but it was nice of them to warn me.

aiya...chee yoke, chee yoke..so it was back to nasi kandar for me....i had so many rounds of nasi kandar, i have nasi kandar coming out of my ears....

also, sadly,i left the camera behind.it was hidden in one of the kitchen cabinets to avoid my lil son from playing with it. i dont think i'll see it again, knowing how honest the caretakers of the resort may be.*sigh*

agent K7 : over and out

Crouching nephew, cacat dragon

2006-06-07T12:31:00.000+08:00

I recently went to Sabah with my whole family back in February (inclusive my mom, dad, sis and her son)

We stayed in this hotel where in one of the restaurants they had a prop dragon as a decorative centre piece. Enter: My nephew and his tumbler of death! Not even the dragon stood a chance against him. With 2 expert and calculated swishes of this lethal water tumbler, the dragon was missing 2 fingers!! The dragon didnt stand a chance! God only knows what would have happened if he actually did intend to do damage. No wonder my sis calls him 'El Diablo'!

Mutants living among us..

2006-05-30T16:42:00.000+08:00

It was last friday when i took off and decided to roam the town and 'buang tebiat'. i do this once in a while.

so after nearly getting hooked on b-grade movies over astro, i mustered enuff strength to pull myself off the couch and get dressed in my i-dont-give-a-shit jeans and i-woke-up-in-this t-shirt.

i tot to myself "hey...why watch brainless movies on tv when you pay RM7 to watch something brainless on the silver screen..?" so i scooted to one utama and thought i wanted to watch mission impossible part tres. i bought the ticket bought a big box of popcorn and coke and got my seat. as i sat there waiting for the movie to start, i noticed (much to their delight of attracting attention) 3 slanty eyed geeks, about 15-16 years old talking as though they're 'ah kong' owned the fricking place. "Its ok...maybe they'll shut up when the movie starts" I thought.

But nnooooooooo....these fuckers were ruthlessly relentless. They continued yacking commenting on every bloody ad that came on screen. They were trying so hard to be funny it was idiotically pathetic.I mean, if you had a movie called 'Fucking Morons', these guys would be your superstars! Its as though their parents must have been first cousins and they had a gathering in TGV one utama! (They look almost alike).

The movie started, 'Marvel Comics' came on screen. wait a tick!! I was in the wrong bloody movie! i was watching x-men 3:one night stand. i always suspected the ticket counter girl was a bit deaf (the last time i asked for star wars screening on saturday, she gave me tickets for sunday screening!!)

so..i thought ..."sokay la...x men pun x men la". but by this time the 3 stooges were still not shutting up spouting everything that crossed their imbecilic minds.they called the 'superman returns' trailer 'lame' and a few other things. hey, to me, opinions are like assholes...everyone has one and it stinks but bloody hell..keep them to yourself. At one time i said "shhhaadaaapp laa" and in return, they mimicked me and mumbled some stupid something and shut up for a minute. but i guess they couldnt hold it in and continued to yak all the way despite other people shusshing them once so often.

i was thinking to myself maybe i should forgive them. maybe they're mutants with the 3powers :
1.inability to shut up and spout stupid nothings
2.ability to irritate within a cineplex range
3.ability to render their brain completely useless

after the movie and as i walked out of the cineplex i took a long look at those boys, my mind went into overdrive.I was thinking of the many ways I would like to make sure their geeky moron kind would never re-produce again.i was thinking for the good of cinema goers and people who love witty comedy around the world, killing them would be the most humane thing to do. I wished i had Wolverine's adamantium claws. I'd slash their gonads off and make them choke on it. But i doubt they'll choke...they wouldnt even notice they swallowed something so small.

So moral of the story you ask? When in the cinema, shuttt upp! If anyone wanted to hear something stupid, they'd listen to our local parliamentary sessions!

Gawd...the things i would do to own a gun!

Agent K7 : Over and out

Bimbo chatter 3: Philosophical or just goddang confused????

2006-05-24T15:59:00.000+08:00

I have a chat friend who i added sometime back (yes...i like to punish myself) and quite constantly, her status message would say :
"manusia yg paling lemah ialah org yg tak sanggup mencari teman DAN paling lemah drpd itu ialah org yg mensia-siakan teman"meaning: the weakest kind of humans are the kind who refuse to find a life partner and the weakest among them are those who take their partners for granted...

my question is : IF YOU DON'T HAVE A PARTNER, HOW THE F**K DO U TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THEM?????

Disclaimer : No bimbos were hurt in this recording. Bruised ego, maybe..hurt? No

agent: kalau u da lemah takde teman, cam mana nak mensia-siakan teman yg takde???
confused_philosophergurl: awk kene phm kata2 tuh (here shes trying to act smart)
agent: i do
agent: thats what u said
agent: manusia yg paling lemah ialah org yg tak sanggup mencari teman DAN paling lemah drpd itu (golongan tak sanggup mencari teman) ialah org yg mensia-siakan teman
agent: so
agent: secara logik
agent: kalau takde teman
agent: cam mana nak mensia-siakan teman?
agent:
confused_philosophergurl: so u x terlibat lah dlm kes nih (here, shes just saying "doesnt matter what i mean, its not u")
confused_philosophergurl: nie khas utk yg ader teman je......
agent: takde...i just wanna understand ayat u tu...hehe
agent: oklah
agent: saja tanya
agent:
confused_philosophergurl: ok

Agent K7 : Over and out

Oh no...Mr Principle is back

2006-05-24T12:52:00.000+08:00

Just last week, i got an sms. it was Mr Principle (i'll just call him P). When we were teens, his brother had this tape capturing all the erotic scenes from every laser disc (now obsolete) his bro could get his hands on. That tape, mysteriously disappeared. Some how, last week, Mr P told me it emerged again, conveniently too. Asked if i wanted a copy. I hesitated, giving 'too much trouble' and 'get in trouble with pos malaysia' as an excuse. But this guy was insistent.after 3 sms's of trying to coax me, he said "Dont worry, my office boy from my office in cheras will send it to you". so i went home on the weeked and checked. Nothing. "If that was planned and how he slipped it in, it was really slick" i thought. After all this years, suddenly the tapes showed up...very intriguing....

Then...out of nowhere today i got this sms stating that his (father's) business achieved some feat in the Malaysian Book of records. My question is, did i have to know that? Was it of importance to me? Was I on a 'need to know' basis?

I replied asking "P,did your office boy from your new office in cheras sent the goods yet?". There was a 20 minute pause from him. I guess he could sense i was being sarcastic with the "... office boy from your new office in cheras.." statement. But he replied saying he had some problems with some VHS encoder or something. So in return i said..."its ok then...just thought it went missing. anyway congrats on the record thingy. your dad would have been proud"..i had actually typed in "your dad would have been very proud of the business he built" but i dont wanna be childish and shallow la....lets not dwelve there...hehehhe

Its a heartless world out there...

2006-05-22T14:45:00.000+08:00

Just read this report in The Star (22nd May 2006) which made front page news. Poor boy...what did the 7 year old do to deserve this? I hope the perps die in the most horrible way...

Boy’s body found in bag

BY ANDREW SAGAYAM, SYLVIA LOOI and JO TEH

PETALING JAYA: A seven-year-old boy who was kidnapped from his SS19 home in Subang Jaya last Thursday was found dead, allegedly murdered by a close relative who threw him off the Sungai Sitiawan in Sitiawan, Perak.

Rescue workers comprising members of the marine police, Royal Malaysia Navy (TLDM), the Fire and Rescue Department and several locals found the body of Ho Ping at about 10.20am, some 500m from where he was thrown off the bridge. His body was found stuffed in a bag.

Selangor CID chief Senior Asst Comm (II) Datuk Hadi Ho Abdullah said two people, a 28-year old man who is a close relative and a woman who is a Chinese national, have been arrested to facilitate investigations.

REMANDED: The Chinese national and the boy's close relative being led to the Petaling Jaya magistrate's court Sunday.
The woman was arrested in Penang.

“We believe the boy was murdered the same day he was kidnapped. No ransom was paid,” he said, adding that Ho Ping’s body was sent to the Universiti Malaya Medical Centre for a post mortem.

It is learnt that Ho Ping’s father, said to be one of the biggest suppliers of organic produce, had last Thursday lodged a missing person’s report with the Subang Jaya police when he could not find his son.

On Friday, he allegedly received a telephone call from a woman speaking in a heavy Chinese accent, demanding a RM500,000 ransom in exchange for the safe return of Ho Ping.

He then rushed to the Subang Jaya police station and lodged another report, in which police classified the case as kidnapping.

SAC Hadi then instructed his investigators to track down the kidnappers and within 24-hours, had a major breakthrough.

They arrested the relative here.

“We questioned the man and after several hours, he led our officers to a river in Sitiawan where the boy was said to be.

“Our officers sought the assistance of the TLDM, Fire and Rescue Department and several locals to help in the search but found nothing before calling off the operation due to failing light.

“When we resumed operations at about 10.20am yesterday, we spotted a bag with a pair of legs sticking out from among some mangroves,” he said, adding that police have classified the case under Section 3 of the Kidnapping Act, and murder.

He also said that police had obtained a six-day remand order to detain the relative to facilitate investigations.

It is learnt that the relative, who is jobless, used to live at the house and was very attached to the boy, who is the youngest of five children.

Sources said the man behaved as though he was very concerned and even went all over looking for Ho Ping with the boy’s father, including following him to the Subang Jaya police station.

Reporters gathered outside the boy’s home here yesterday but were chased away by family members who refused speak.

They even hung a signboard on their gate urging reporters to leave them alone.

A neighbour who declined to be named said Ho Ping was a jovial and active boy, and that the family always kept to themselves.

“One of the boy’s relatives asked me on Thursday at about 7.30pm if I had seen Ho Ping because he had not returned from school. I told her that I had not seen him at all that day,” said the neighbour.

Residents there were unaware of the incident until they noticed reporters outside the boy’s home.

A housewife who declined to be named said she knew Ho Ping as he used to play with her children.

“The boy’s family moved to the neighbourhood less than a year ago and they seldom mingled with other residents,” she said.

She added that the family used to own a shop-lot in the area selling vegetables and fruits but they had stopped operating the shop recently.

BFC : A pictorial tour

2006-05-16T15:15:00.000+08:00

Looking back at my pics, i found one of my ol office...*sigh*

Bimbo chatter part 2

2006-05-15T11:24:00.000+08:00

again...no bimbos were hurt during the recording of this conversation...

minah_baikkonon: hi morning....
minah_baikkonon: bz?
agent_k: ada la kerja tapi ok
agent_k: whats up?
minah_baikkonon: u org IT kan...i nk tanya sikit blh ke?
agent_k: sikit aje
minah_baikkonon: nk tanya byk la blh ke?
minah_baikkonon: ala u ni serius la
agent_k: whats the question?
minah_baikkonon: apa maksud no proxies & firewall with no proxies?
agent_k: proxies = proxy server...
minah_baikkonon: ok..
agent_k: senang nak cite Org_x takde proxy server
minah_baikkonon: ic...
minah_baikkonon: so Org_x guna apa?
agent_k: u try either one aje and tgk u boleh access ke tak
agent_k: firewall
minah_baikkonon: ic...
agent_k: ada la
agent_k: itupun kita (IT dept tak strict sgt)
agent_k: sebab tau kalau u all takleh chat
agent_k: sure layu
agent_k:
minah_baikkonon: so i guna connection ym ni no proxies...so it blh detect ke?
BUZZ!!!
agent_k: boleh tu boleh
agent_k: but i think it dept has better things to do
agent_k: u nak buat benda nakal ke?
minah_baikkonon: bkn mcm tu...i takut la hari2 i chatting nnti it dept detect i...nnti i kena buang keje ke
minah_baikkonon:
minah_baikkonon: tu yg i takut...sbb tu la i bertanya pada u
agent_k: takdela
agent_k: i dont think thats the criteria for buang keja
agent_k: lain la kalau u tak buat ur work
minah_baikkonon: mcm i surf internet ke...tu yg i takut tu
minah_baikkonon: takde la k.sal dia ckp dia monitor dia blh tau surf internet semua tu
agent_k: thats true
agent_k: u surf porn ye?
agent_k:
agent_k: takpela
agent_k: u're not the only one
minah_baikkonon: ish mana ada surf pon...
minah_baikkonon: lain la u mmg suka surf porn...
agent_k: hey i do
agent_k: i admit it
agent_k: siap download video
agent_k: i'm just human
minah_baikkonon: ye ke?
agent_k: malas nak cover2 buat2 baik
minah_baikkonon: yer tul tu...
minah_baikkonon: tapi i tak la smpai mcm tu...
agent_k: ok
agent_k: kalau ye pun
agent_k: i tak kisah
agent_k: itu hak u
agent_k: lagipun we're all humans
agent_k: so dont worry la
agent_k: u should be ok
minah_baikkonon: serius i tk suka surf benda2 yg mcm tu...i suka surf benda yg berfaedah
minah_baikkonon:
agent_k: porn is berfaedah what...it teaches u techniques and stuff...well i know la u bawah 18...its ok
agent_k: so apa yg u worried sgt?
minah_baikkonon:
minah_baikkonon: so mmg betul la k.sal blh tau apa yg i bukak semua?
agent_k: yep
agent_k: i'm gonna ask my friends
minah_baikkonon: takut la....
agent_k: tgk what sites u surf
minah_baikkonon: kalau kita berchatting pun dia blh tau jgk ke?
agent_k: yep
minah_baikkonon: takut la mcm tu...
agent_k: dah sah tgk benda 'tak berfaedah' (konon) ...hahahahah
minah_baikkonon: tk la i tk tgk benda tu semua...yg i takut i ni slalu berchatting...
minah_baikkonon: tu yg i takutkan...
agent_k: chatting berfaedah ke?
minah_baikkonon: mmg la tk befaedah...tapi chatting ni sekadar menghilangkan boring....
agent_k: ohh
agent_k: i tot u said u buat benda berfaedah aje
agent_k: ok...good luck to u....

The Smoking Walther P99

2006-05-09T19:38:00.000+08:00

I finally decided on a pic for my blog. Its a pic of walther p99 with an attached silencer (which reduces very little muzzle velocity...hahah) laid on ice.

Why? for one, its originally a teaser poster from the movie 'Die another day' or 'mati hari lain'. You know me, always a Bondian....

Secondly i think it reflects the essence of this blog. Always shooting people and situations down in a silently (uneffectively unknown to others) and after venting my frustration on many a things through this blog, I cool down afterwards (hence the ice)

Agent K7: Over + out

Parlimentary Doohicky!

2006-05-08T12:57:00.000+08:00

Dear Members of Parliment;

You are cordially invited to a Parliment sitting to dicuss useless nothings! We have arranged several activities adn discussions for you during this fun filled session (which is paid by your constituents and tax money)

1. Debating if 'Sure Heboh' is an accepted term
2. Rais Yatim : Fashion victim or suspect?
3. 'Monyet': Is Kayveas's theory the same as Darwin's?
4. 'Monyet part 2': Parliment or 'Planet of the apes'?
5. Is'Bersama mu' making fat politicians look bad? a case study

"Awwww Gawdd....SSHHAAaaddaaapppp!!!"

2006-05-08T11:56:00.000+08:00

I couple of days ago, i was driving my ol proton gila, and at this particular junction, a girl in a white kancil zoomed out from her corner and into the road i was driving in. now, should i have hit her, no damamge would have come to my solid proton gila...but being a caring and concerned citizen as i am, fearing for her reckless sense of stupidity and how she could endanger other people on the road, i decided to horn her ass! so i slammed on the horn on my steering wheel the way bruce lee would smash am opponents face using the lower part of his palm (minus the hysterical "YYYYYYYEEEEEAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" the master of Jitkundo would yell everytime he killed his opponent..). i guess the kancil driver was oblivious to horns because she didnt even flinch. however, my car took it to another level and went on blaring ...i passed the bus stop with all the girls staring (for the wrong reason!). I felt so stupid...

Then todayyyyyyy....i had breakfast....walked back to my car and when i turned the ignition "BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE...". Everyone stared (again). The motorcyclists who thought of parking somewhere behind me scuttled away thinking i was telling them to scrat!

i drove away with my horn blaring sounding like a 'olddd news papeerr' van. one day i might get into a fight with another motorist because of 'ol herbie' here...

Agent K7 : over and out

When the paranoia bleeds u slowly

2006-05-04T17:34:00.000+08:00

in my 2 weeks of working in my new job,compared to the last job, i feel better and in control about things. maybe its becoz i am technically versed with the environment and surroundings but then again, it may be a state of mind.....

in exchange for this, there is a drawback. i am kinda wondering in a way if i'll be able to make ends meet.the fear and paranoia of not being able to make ends meet has set in. i dont go buying things on a whim anymore (maybe except today when i bought this pair of earphones while walking in a shopping mall).

maybe another reason the paranoia set in is because of what i did yesterday to get cash. i actually filled my wife's car with petrol using my credit card. she didnt know what i did and paid me the cash later. i know...its sad...

i tot maybe my website business would have taken off, but somehow one issue comes up after another....perhaps after i get a business address or PO box number, it should solve things for now. I hope.

then theres the issue about my masters. apparently what i set out to do has already been done and on top of that, theres a presentation this coming mid of may. what progress do i have to show? not quite sure..maybe i should pretend to be sick...sick with malastitis...

well...ok...we'll take one day at a time....

agent kay7 : down and alittle out

Are you from 'Slang'or??

2006-04-24T14:48:00.000+08:00

There is an emerging trend nowadays if one notices. Mostly you would pick it up over the airwaves and radio, especially with the younger age group of radio announcers and tv show host....

i guess its hip to try to sound like an american nowadays even if it sounds like you're trying very hard...and coming out looking and sounding like a fool!

for instance, 'Geography' is now pronounced as 'gee-oh-gra-fee' and its not hip to pronounce it as 'jo gra fee' as we did in school anymore...

i'd say the worse case of Slangatitis i heard is this radio DJ by the name of serena c. kinda pity her actually...i tot i was the only one with a view on her, but i found that alot of ppl have the same view on her...plus she looks as if she loves herself to bits only to realize that people think she looks like slanty eyed mongoloid..

it doesnt stop there...some of these people are putting accessive R's in places they dont belong...."Thirrrd", "Scarriest" "CrRredit CaRRD". And then theres Joe Hafsham, who after all these years of staying in Malaysia,he still has an annoying Kiwi accent. I really dont know why they use his voice...i think amir yusoff would be a better bet anyday....

its kinda sad actually. its one thing to speak english but its another thing to try to sound like someone else who you are not....

Agernt Kr7r: Overr and ourrt

Finally..Out of BFC

2006-04-24T14:30:00.000+08:00

It has been a week since my first day here at my new place...I started last week, and from what i can see, I'm gonna like it here...unless the salary takes a toll on me and my family...we have yet to see that...i have a feeling it will, but i have to make an effort to look for other side income also...

i have my own little room and alot of privacy... supposedly, i am to share this office with some indian programmers who are very in the virtual office concept. I say this because most of the time, they are virtually not here.

i like the independence i have with my job and also the boss is a friend of mine so theres the pressure of balancing friendship as well as respect and not taking things for granted.

I had the shock of my life when i actually went through my first meeting in this new establishment. IT LASTED 3 HOURS! I tried my best not to openly yawn there coz u know me, i'm always sleepy...I should probably think about bringing something to do while they have meeting like actually finish reading the books i borrow from the library!

passed by alot of places u'd only pass by as a student...brings back memories...Iriz said "You made one big round and now you come back here again..."...*LOL*

Agent K7 : Over and out

After much deliberation and thought...

2006-03-31T10:06:00.000+08:00

These past few days have been quite mentally straining on me. It was during lunch about a week ago with Iris and his friend Shamsudin that I was asked if i wanted a job. He said I could come see what I would be set up for if I was interested.

The next day, I came to the place where i was supposed to work and looked around and things looked promising. It was somewhere, hopefully, where performance was based on me and not on external factors. The interview was good. The interviewer who was someone prominent in the establishment was someone warm and courteous and had faith in people.

So I have to forgo job A for job B. Job A,pays much more....but the job satisfaction level and avenue for performance is limited.

Job B on the other hand, pays much less. But it gives me the chance to learn something new and from the looks of it, I love the environment. If it wasnt about the pay, I would have jumped at it first chance I got...

Well, I have thought things through..I will be jumping to job B..there is nothing left for me in job A or BFC...I will barely scrape through but I have to think of the long run...hopefully my family doesnt suffer in anyway....

Bimbo chatter : A case study

2006-03-09T19:22:00.000+08:00

Sometimes when I'm bored, I get in the chatroom...only to be frustrated by shallow people...read on if u like. (Actual names and identities have been concealed to protect the stupidity of dumb_bimbo. No bimbos were hurt during the recording of this chat conversation)

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agent_x: apa khabar?
dumb_bimbo: baik bos
agent_x:
agent_x: dah habis keja?
dumb_bimbo: dah
agent_x: kalau tak boss marah
dumb_bimbo: tinggi u bape
agent_x: aik
agent_x: tinggi?
agent_x: 174cm
agent_x: why?
dumb_bimbo: hobi
dumb_bimbo: tanye
agent_x: oh
agent_x: ok
agent_x: hobi??
agent_x: getting away
agent_x: tepi pantai
dumb_bimbo: keje ape bos
agent_x: exec aje
agent_x: u?
dumb_bimbo: pegawai sains
agent_x: ohh
agent_x: govt ke?
dumb_bimbo: upm
agent_x: ok
dumb_bimbo: asl
agent_x: meet anyone interesting?
dumb_bimbo: not yet
agent_x: carik life partner?
dumb_bimbo: ha aa
dumb_bimbo: yang tinggi kaye n nsem
agent_x:
agent_x: ok
agent_x: at least u honest
agent_x: hmm
agent_x: i just tinggi aje
dumb_bimbo: tape la
dumb_bimbo: kawan le
dumb_bimbo: tak kisah pon
agent_x:
agent_x:
agent_x: ok
agent_x: penah dating chatters?
dumb_bimbo: pernah
dumb_bimbo: yang nsem tinggi ramai aaa
agent_x: tapi tak kaya?
dumb_bimbo: ha aaa
dumb_bimbo: i sponsor
agent_x: haiyo
agent_x: belanja makan pun u sponsor?
dumb_bimbo: ha aaa
agent_x: dear
agent_x: a word of advice
agent_x: rich guys dont chat here
dumb_bimbo: hmm
dumb_bimbo: ye kot
agent_x: here
dumb_bimbo: dah tu
dumb_bimbo: i bukan leh ke mane2
agent_x: girls carik relationship
agent_x: guys carik sex
agent_x: its that simple
dumb_bimbo: tahuuu
dumb_bimbo: mane la tau saya bertuah
agent_x: hehe
agent_x: i hope so
agent_x:
dumb_bimbo: try my luck
agent_x: hehe
agent_x: ok
dumb_bimbo: pesal u caht
agent_x: me?? saja
agent_x: sometimes i like an interesting conversation
agent_x: sometimes sbab notty
agent_x: but dpt chance pun bukannye i ambik
dumb_bimbo: saya tamo la notti2 ni
agent_x: hahahaha
agent_x: dont worry la
agent_x: bukan nak notti ngan u
agent_x:
agent_x: anyway
agent_x: whats wrong with all the guys u met
agent_x: takkan satu pun tak belanja u?
dumb_bimbo: ade
dumb_bimbo: tapi x nsem
agent_x: haiya....
agent_x: bukan ke budi + hati menjadi pertimbangan?
dumb_bimbo: tu skali la
dumb_bimbo: sbb tu tade
agent_x: hehe
agent_x: nak package mmg susah la nak dpt
agent_x: their all either gay or married
dumb_bimbo: ape2 la
dumb_bimbo: jodoh saya dah tersurat
agent_x: you might wanna check ur priorities
dumb_bimbo: pertama nsem
dumb_bimbo: due tinggi
dumb_bimbo: 3 beriman
dumb_bimbo: 4 bertanggungjawab
agent_x: what do u have to offer?
agent_x: are u miss malaysia?
dumb_bimbo: tak ler
dumb_bimbo: tapi lelaki kate i cantik
dumb_bimbo: saya ni budak baik pe
dumb_bimbo: tak le nakal2
agent_x: yeah
dumb_bimbo: setia gitu
agent_x: and u're verryy humble too
agent_x:
dumb_bimbo: awak tak tau betape sayangnye pada seseorang
agent_x:
agent_x: hey rosa
agent_x: gud luck
dumb_bimbo: betape setianye saya
agent_x: hope u find him...
agent_x: i gtg....
agent_x:
dumb_bimbo: ade gak lelaki kate bertuah kalu lelaki miliki sya
dumb_bimbo: ok bye
agent_x:

Agent K7: Over and ohhh gawd....out....

(Pretend) Oscars at Kuala Lumpur...(Kesian....)

2006-03-08T10:02:00.000+08:00

I dont think I have to say anything to justify why I pity such people...I guess on the other hand, its everyones own right and business...but when you put yourself in the public spotlight, you're just waiting to be panned by people (like me)...

The Oscars went came on Monday morning (Sunday night for US). Unknown to them, thousands of miles away in a country called Malaysia, a bunch of wannabes wanted to play pretend, imagining they were on the red carpet, so, like little girls and boys who play 'house' and 'cowboy and indians', they set up their own razzmatazz fare to bask in the limelight of cheap publicity.

Have they ever wondered that they're just embarrassing themselves by mimicking the West? I mean...to dress up, walk on a red carpet then eat breakfast while watching a live telecast show thousands of miles away...does that make any sense?

I guess if you can't make quality entertainment, you just have to pretend you did...

Oscar show comes to town - The Star 7 March 2006

THERE was the long red carpet,camera flashes and guests dressed to the nines.

At the entrance of the Ritz Carlton Hotel Kuala Lumpur, there was also a platform with replicas of the Oscar statues all around.

Channel [V] personalities like Sarah Tan, Joey G and Dominic announced the arrival of the celebrity guests, who posed for the cameras despite the blinding flashes.

Present were Misha Omar, Siti Nurhaliza, Ashraf Sinclair, Carrie Lee, Fasha Sandha, Nazril Idrus, Sazzy Salak and more.

It was like a scene from the Academy Awards ceremony in the United States.

The event was Ritz Carlton's “Breakfast With The Stars'' held in conjunction with the 78th Annual Academy Awards.

Organised by Star Movies, the exclusive event was also attended by selected Astro subscribers and corporate partners.

Guests were served breakfast while the live telecast of the Oscars from Hollywood, California was on air.

To entertain the guests at the ballroom were Channel [V] personality Paula Malai Ali and TV personality Zainal Alam Kadir.

The duo came on during the commercial breaks with lucky draws and short Q & A sessions.

In the Predict and Win Contest, guests were required to guess the Best Motion Picture of the Year.

There was a sigh of disappointment among the guests when Crash was announced as the best movie as most predicted Brokeback Mountain to take the Oscar.

Saving the best for last, the Best Dressed Award for the morning was announced after the live telecast was over. The award went to songbird Siti Nurhaliza.

Siti was dressed in a dazzling mermaid- cut dress by designer Radzuan Radziwill.

She won a trip for two to the 49th Grammy Awards in Los Angeles next year, Giorgio Armani products worth RM3,000 and a Nikon camera worth RM1,468.

Star Regional (SEA) Pte Ltd distribution and marketing associate vicepresident Nini Yusof said the event was held in conjunction with Astro's 10th anniversary and the company was looking into making it an annual affair.

“Besides, it is also because we have sent Maya Karin and Hong Kong actor Terence Yin to co-host the Oscars' Road To The Red Carpet programme,” said Nini.

Drama Melayu

2006-03-02T11:55:00.000+08:00

If its one thing u can be sure in life, its the consistent stupidity of 'drama melayu'(DM).

Sometimes, I dont think its the fault that the actors in a DM look so stupid. Just hearing the lines they spout out makes me wanna rip my ears out and go "AAAaaaghhhhh...so fucking stupid!!!"

I was watching this show (for 10 minutes) the other day called 'Natasha'.According she is cursed with bad luck ( I think its true coz the show sucks BIG time). If i remember correctly, Natasha came up to serve her husband (who was probably some Dato') breakfast in bed.He was in comatose or dead (due to extensive dullness from the show). She called "Abang?? Abanngg??" hoping to get some response from him. And when she didn't, i'll bet she must have thought "Maybe if I call him by his title he'll wake up!!"...and true enough, she calls out "Dato??? Dato???".

Like that will wake him la....??? If your husband is a Dato', would u call him Dato? Unless of course its some kinky shit going on where he goes "Say my name bitch! Who's your Dato' now bitch????"

The other day, I saw this DM called 'Gerak Khas'. There was a scene where 2 actors playing cops spouted lines like "Tula...Masyarakat Malaysia masyarakat majmuk..." or something like that. It was short of a bleeping sign below the screen saying "This message was brought to you by Jabatan Perpaduan Negara".

And in time where stereotyping is polically incorrect, they stil have typical names for their Chinese and Indian counterparts like 'DETEKTIF LIM' and 'DETEKTIF LINGGAM'. All you need is 'DETEKTIF AHMAD' to complete the whole Bahasa Malaysia Darjah 2 list of characters....

To make a drama melayu, its not that hard to come up with a story line... All you need is some dashes of stereotypical essences here and there to 'complete it'!!!

Must have DM characters:

1. Character :Makcik Skull Cap : Always have a makcik (mostly overweight in her mid 40's) wearing an 'anak tudung' and baju kurung around the house. She's the pacifier of things spouting lines like "Sabarla nak....ngucap banyak banyak..." mainly to another essential character : Drama Bitch

2.Character : Drama Bitch : Usually played by Ziana Zain lookalikes. To audition for the part, you have must have already perfected the art of lip pouting, arm folding and eye rolling and oh yes...scolding with pointing fingers.

3. Character : Dirty Dato': This role has been perfected by Jalaludin Hassan( Jawapan muktamad ok...). A man slimier than fungus at the bottom of your bath tub, he has a eye for 'Drama Bitch' or 'Self Righteous Rina'.

4.Character: Self Righteous Rina: Most of the times,the character at the heart of the whole story but never really oushines Drama Bitch. I guess maybe its because she always coy, unsure about herself and always looking down on the floor like she lost an earing when people speak to her... Righteous Rina and Makcik Skull Cap add 5 minutes to the main flow of the show called DPS (Drama Prayer Sessions).

5.Character: Corporate Mamat : is a character about 30-35 years of age. Goes around the whole show in their parrot like suit and usually played by Faizal Hussein. They wont have a car smaller than a beemer and talk about buying companies or solving corporate problems like they were selling pisang goreng.

Must have DM scenes

1. DPS (Drama Prayer Scene) - (Very famous)
2. 'Driving in luxury car while having a lame conversation' scene
3. 'Walking by some landscape in a foreign country which you dont know what led them to stop there in the first place' scene (oh i forgot to mention that DM's love to shoot in foreign countries to cover up bad acting, directing and script)
4.'Corporate boardroom goreng pisang business meeting' scene
5.'Merenung for nothing' scene where a current famous jiwang karat song is played in background (usually by the beach)

Agent K7 : Over and tuned out...

Presentation Scramble Massacre!!

2006-02-22T11:21:00.000+08:00

Tue Feb 21st 2006:The day had finally arrived...the day we presented our research proposal to the approving committee.

I had just came back from Sabah the day before. It wasn't the holiday i expected. ALmost everyone fell sick. I should have just stayed in KL and stayed in a hotel room for 4 days...it would have been about the same amount of fun...

The night before the presentation, I called Iriz, who again, sounded like he was on grass saying "Dont worry Joe...you can do it!" (ala Rob Schneider).But it was good to know at least a friend was there to give u some assurance everything was going to be ok.

Iriz presented first. He was pretty lucky he got a panel that was only beginning to loading their machine guns plus he was pretty much well prepared.

Next on the chopping block was me. Presented the best that i could tried not to fumble. Then came the Q&A part. Bullets were flying left and right...Casualties were aplenty...Even the chairman who don't normally ask questions asked me "Has this been done before?". I hesitated in answering him as I was wondering in his mind what context was he thinking of. I was afraid by answering with a straight forward "No", he would a bunch of documents from below his desk and say "AHAAA!!! But I have seen this...bla bla bla" so...I paused and explained the current technology they used with regards to identifying products which have been registered as halal already. I didnt want to sound condescending nor did I want to put my foot in my mouth (as I had earlier done with one lecturer) again before i said the wrong thing.

Me and this lecturer Prof Shafie (bukan nama sebenar..hahaha) were talking 'ayam and itik'...and I guess thats where the misunderstanding on what I set out to do went wrong. There were some critisms on my scope, of which I was glad they hilighted out so I could refine the research scope much better.

Everything went ok luckily.I was the example of how ugly questioning can get and if you dont know how to use the disclaiming phrase "To the best of my knowledge", you're in deep doo doo! Bullshiting skills do come in handy. It doesnt pay to be honest!!

Other phrases one can use or do to put smoke and mirrors when they dont know something or they are not sure of:

1."Based on my extensive but limited research..."
2."From what has been gathered..."
3."You know , you look like Paul Newman..."
4."Da plane..da plane!"
5.Whummphhhh!!! (Pretend to faint)
6. Pull out your Bat Grapple Gun and make a quick escape!

Agent K7 : Shot at, wounded, got up and walking on...

No different...

2006-02-14T15:47:00.000+08:00

Years ago, when Iriz became a lecturer, during a couple of drinks, I would hear his tales about his students. The myriad of different 'perangai's that caused us to laugh at their follies and the way they handled themselves.

We...well,I actually, distinctly remember saying something like "Gawd, I dont remember being that way as a student...". Maybe it was a different issue, but i remember tardiness was one of the issues that prompted me to say that.

They say u learn the hard way. After given ample time to complete my research proposal, the content was only typed out 2 nights before...the formating : 1 night before and the printing and checking: that very frickin day!

I was very grateful that my supervisor Pn M (bukan nama sebenar) was obliging and fitted us in her schedule to read through our proposals, eventhough on short notice.

All in all, everything was completed by 4:45. The offices closed by 5. I remember going to Iriz's room to see if he had finished his proposal at 12pm. He hadn't at that time but somehow, he looked as if he was on grass that afternoon. Totally cool. I sniffed the air to see if i could pick out any hint of marijuana or a bong he hid under his table.

Mr R, another student doing his masters by research was the ultimate in 'kiasuism'. The maximum they allowed for the proposal was 15 pages and he asked me if he could do more than than. Not only was the bugger late, but at 5:15 he could call me and say he's printing it at home and wants to bind it.

Some people just love extreme sports!

After everything was completed, it was drive like crazy to the submissions office. I hardly knew where i was supposed to submit it, but when I found out it was the wrong place where i stop my car, i had to run almost around the block in the rain.

By the time i reached the office, it was 5:05. I was dreched and I looked like a wet rat that came out of the drain. But i got it there on time. My mind was playing the song from 'Amazing Race' as I was racing to get there on time.

The feeling of this enormous weight off my shoulders came about...Relieved. I backtracked and wondered, what led us to submit this this late? Poor time management I suppose coupled with family obligations and the inability to pull ourselves away from Astro.

We later congregated at the mamak shop, one by one....Me first, Iriz next and Mr R (henceforth called Mr KC aka Mr Kiasu Competitive..but a nice guy) each with our own version to tell...

Coming soon: Presentation Scramble Massacre!!

Agent K7: Over and fell down and got wet in the rain but not out!

How one changes in 5 years...

2006-01-23T10:16:00.000+08:00

I took my family's camcorder yesterday and along with it, it had some tapes of old vacations we used to take as a family.

One particular one was a vacation I had with my family (except my dad) in US. All I can say is, I looked so goddang different. Skinnier, more hair and still looked young.I can't say much about the specs i was wearing though. I think i must have bought them in Nerdsville. Amazing how one can age over 5-6 years.

Time has this nasty way of creeping up on you. One day you can jog uphill with ease, next, your puffing just carrying your son up.

Its hard to wake up every morning now. Then again, it was hard to wake up EVERY morning...ok...so no change there. But putting my feet down on the floor hurts my heels...oouch!!

Your tummy is all over the place....your hair doesnt grow as fast as it used to nor can u stand long hair coz your head is too big and having long hair makes you look like Mr Potatohead.

You don't look at women like Meat of the Day anymore like I used to. Its nice looking but somehows the tone has gone down alot....The diff is last time, your hormones drove you to pursue them, now, you just drive yourself to the mamak shop...

Women, dont look at you like Meat of the day either. You're up against more fertile lean mean guys who probably shagged more women in one week than you have in your whole life.

And they say life begins at 40? 'They' must have had alot of money....

Agent K7: Over and not yet out...

2005

2006-01-04T15:53:00.000+08:00

Looking back on 2005....

I guess another year has come and gone. And that year is 2005.

Its been a very monotonous year for me. Being stuck in the same company (BFC) and facing the same work conditions everyday makes your days go by faster and the year seems to flashed by me. Days and months have no difference from each other. I cant hardly tell one day from another. Its been so routine....

I will always look back at this year quite fondly and yet partly sadly. 2005 started of in a sombre mood. It was just close to a week before 2005 came in that mankind faced one of the most devastating disasters ever. Some how before this, I have never been so emotionally attached with my inner self as i have now. Blame fatherhood if you will, i’m not sure. But its not very difficult for me to emphatize how people feel on the loss of their loved ones during that tragedy. I know one thing for sure. I know I could never feel the amount of pain survivors endure knowing they have lost their loved ones or watching their loved ones swept away in front of their eyes by the overwhelming currents and that feeling of hopelessness. Just thinking about the hopelessness and the anguish would make anyone teary eyed.I know all I feel when i close my eyes and put myself in their shoes is merely a speck of the anguish in the loss that they experienced. With this realization, you realize nothing is more important than the ones you love. Not the car you own. Not the money you have (or don’t have). Nothing.

I was in shopping mall recently and there was a photo exhibition in commemoration of the tsunami tragedy.

Looking at the photos, with my son in the stroller, I couldn’t help but feel sad for the survivors but at the same time your hope for mankind is restored. Somehow my one year old son must have sensed my mood and was pretty much quiet as I looked through. Pictures of courageous survivors from Acheh and Sri Lanka, picking up their lives eventhough life had dealt them a cruel hand. I remember there was this picture of a man who was running his coffee shop in Banda Acheh shortly after the tsunami killed his wife and 4 kids. To him, that was fate.He had to pick up and move on. There was no other choice. I wouldn’t know if I could find the courage or will to go on if I was in his shoes.

There were heart-wrenching pictures of orphaned children who have lost their parents and parents who have lost their children in the tragedy and yet, some of them, especially the children, can still smile for the camera despite their losses.

In all that,I felt that there is a lesson to be learnt and there is hope in mankind after all. This was the only time where everyone put their differences aside and for once looked beyond religion, race and nationality. Maybe 2006 would be a year we learn to be in touch with our human side. Rather than look at our differences, we should look for what we have in common...

Goodbye 2005.May 2006 bring us closer to our loved ones. May we appreciate and be grateful for what we have before it is taken away from us, for then, only do we find happiness...

Agent K7 : Over and out...

Post Christmas Blues

2005-12-27T17:03:00.000+08:00

The holiday season is over.

Not that i celebrated it, its just that when people are celebrating, its hard not to get in the mood. So I say, why not? I guess its no harm to enjoy listening to Christmas carols or be happy for people who celebrate them.

To some people of certain faith, it was a sin to have anything to do at all with the celebrations. I can understand that, but to say that singing 'Jingle Bells' was dosa? I dont know.Since when was 'Jingle bells' a clear as day sign that I renounced my faith?

Have we been taught to be THAT intolerant? I think in every religion, propagated by its followers, if anything, has this common teaching : "We are right, everyone else is wrong". Maybe thats why we have wars, suffering and all the prejudicial atrocities since last time.

All there is to avoid doing is submit to their faith...whatever they wanna believe is up to them...I always believe its not whats in your name, but whats in your heart...

New ads for credit cards

2005-12-07T18:28:00.000+08:00

The story behind it....

Sounds of crickets and tumbleweed passing by

2005-12-01T11:42:00.000+08:00

I thought I had it all in my head. I thought I had it all laid out anticipating any question and putting my presentation forward in a manner I could rile up the audience participation and attention added with a dash of humor and wit.

Sadly, it was not to be. I presented my thesis proposal this morning and many a times I found myself fumbling not being able to grasp words to express my thoughts and ideas as fast as my motormouth could spew them...

It was a 10 minute presentation. First 5 minutes were used to present your case and the next 5 was Q&A.

Slides that you prepared looked as though they made sense when you're preparing them. When you actually get in front of people, its just shit magnified through the everbright lumens of a projector and even you struggle to wonder what the f**k you put up on screen!

Back in my head as I was presenting, this voice (which incidently sounds like Obi Wan Kenobi) says " Breathe young one....explain you must, fumble you will not"

Next thing I know I have my hands in my pocket, albeit too relaxed (which by the way is a BIGGGG NOOOOOOOO in presentation 101).

Luckily the lecturers were nice... They asked a few questions and off the cuff, I explained it pretty confidently inclusive of hand gestures and all...

Being an orator doesnt necessarily go well for me. I now realize I have no talent when I present guided with visual aids. I'm more off the cuff. I remember when I had a friendly debate with my fellow students back in my degree days. I started off with as the first speaker. I was clearly reciting off the papers with my points. But when it came to rebuttal, i just flew by the seat of my pants and put the opposition team to so much shame, they looked like they wanted my testicles sauteed and fed to rabid dogs!! Grrrrr...

My close friend asked me to do a speech during his wedding. Big mistake on his part. He thought it would be a swell idea since we have so many laughs and sometimes I crack him up (especially when I pretended to hurl into a 'ais sirap' container at an office function(yes, juvenile...i know)). It came to the moment and I cracked a joke

"Marriage comes when 2 people are crazy about the whole thing...one is crazy about the whole and the other is crazy about the thing"

I could swear I could hear crickets chirupping in the background. Just add a tumbleweed passing by for complete effect!

After my speech, the grooms father came on and 'sang' his Malay speech in the tune of Sinatra's 'My way' and received laughs galore from the pakcik-pakcik and makcik-makcik....

Guess you have to know your audience...

Agent K7 : Over and out

Prickus Inferioritus

2005-11-29T16:05:00.000+08:00

Some people will never change. Thats how I found out the hard way.

I was at my the birthday party the son of my wife's friend. It was a pool party at the pool side of the condo and other residences were there. I saw this old classmate of mine who told me that he lived there the last time around that I met him. His name was Azam (bukan nama sebenar..). We used to be in the same batch during my degree studies.

Even during those days, he and a couple of other students had this green eye for me (or maybe not even me..haha), my ex girlfriend and Iriz. They struggled and struggled and only to scrape through. Its as though they were cleaning the upper deck with a couple of toothbrushes.

Welll, anyway back to the present. Azam came up to me and said hello. I was hoping I could avoid him actually but I guess i couldnt. I don't remember giving him my card the last time we met as I didnt have any thinking there was no need to make it since I didnt plan on staying on in BFC for long. So now that I had a business card, I said "Zam, I think I said I would send you my card but I didnt the last time around". I pulled out my wallet and gave him my card. I was kinda embarrassed that the card had carried my title with BFC which was IT Manager.

I carried to say "Don't look at the title, I do all sorts of stuff from despatch to secretarial..".Zam took one look at the card and said "IT Manager...hmm..Aku dulu masa keluar this was my first job.."

Yeah yeah Mr Azam. You always were abit of a cock. Anyway, in my mind I was laughing to myself. This was the same guy who turned up at our graduation dinner when he didn't pay a cent (we were all supposed to pay RM50 per person) plus he brought his wife. This was also the same guy when the company he was working with was going under he called me and asked if there was a job and had the nuts to ask "Ada managerial position tak?I cant have anything less than a managerial position and at least 4K". At that point I wanted to tell him to sit on a cactus and fuck himself but I guess my mother taught me better.

Oh well...I guess some people will always be inferior pricks....

Agent K7 : Over and out

Music industry :Living in denial

2005-11-25T10:20:00.000+08:00

Over the radio sometimes, you hear this annoying ad (among the many annoying ads), where a Malay guy from a local group trying his best to sound like a black (others sound like Kiwians or a bad rendition of Americans) "Yo waassup dudes...how would you feel if you worked from 9-5 and someone took all your money away from you?".

The commercial is one of few that tries to deter the public from buying pirated music CDs especially pirated 'local' music CDs. They state that they are not making much due to the 'rampant' piracy thats been going on. A year back, there a was a local music awards show. Almost every wannabe that came on out on stage had the same message :"Death to piracy!"

Here's the thing: Are they not making money due to the fact people are buying pirated goods or just that no one bothers to the original CDs?? Have they done a research before making the claim? How come artists' like Siti Nurhaliza, M Nasir etc have not made a statement like that were it is publicly heard?

Hmmmmmm...act of piracy or living in denial??

Agent K7 : Over and out

Why you should rest at R&R stops...

2005-11-17T14:49:00.000+08:00

I got a plain pic of some pigs 'terbabas' off a lorry in the mid of a highway from my friend. Add some dialog and wallaaa!!!

Staple Raya Entertainment + Scenarios

2005-11-07T14:04:00.000+08:00

(1)1 Konsert with local artists in Raya garb on a stage looking like some prosthetic kampung. Female local artists will try to outdo each other by having colored hair and colored contact lenses you'd swear it was from the set of the movie 'Pontianak Harum Sundal Malam'.

(1.1)Also, without fail, a comedic (almost lah...more painful than anything else) sketch comprising of either Senario members, fellas with penang/northern slang, with kelantanese slang or all of the previously mentioned. Throw in a midget and its hilarious for the target audience.

(2)2-3 movies. One of which is a 'blockbuster' released the year before. This year, its 'Puteri Gunung Ledang'.Not a bad movie (for local standards).Guess its time to cash in for the rights of the movie when the VCD's dont sell quite as well.As for Laila Isabella? Shesssshhhhh...Talk about 'orang kaya baru'.

(3) Malay dailies will have a subsection of the papers just to cater to what local artists are doing for Raya, what they are cooking, where they will be celebrating it,what they will be wearing and what color their contacts will be this year.This years corniest story on a local artist :"Azwan Ali menangis di pagi Raya".

Also, the dailies (with a readership of a million over) will print pictures of students and families living abroad with their Raya greetings for less than a hundred people here.

(4) At least 1 show (with or without local artist) travelling an overseas destination to see how Malays celebrate Raya there (same as everywhere else actually , with ketupat + lemang ). Every year, that destination is and always has been London.

(5) 2-3 drama melayu aimed at touching the heart (which sometimes i admit does) about the meaning of Raya.

(6) The Petronas Raya commercial which sometimes can cross the borderline of corniness sometimes.

Agent K7 : Over and out

Ramblings of Raya 2005 (3rd Nov)

2005-11-07T13:23:00.000+08:00

Its finally come and gone. Raya.

I know its supposed to last for a month but somehow I dont think the anticipation and excitement ever amounts to the same level as on the eve till the second day.

I decided to do my last terawih seeing that it the last night of Ramadhan and God only knows I sure could use the 'Real Rewards' points I get for praying for all the sins I have done in my life.'Kaching!!'.

Sitting there between the prayers I felt sad that Ramadhan was going. At some point I honestly wished that could have gone on.Or maybe my melancholicness was because I realized how fast time passes by.One day you're struggling in a jam to get home to break fast, next moment its your last night of doing terawih.(Not like I did many of it anyway!)

As like every year,I go back to my fathers hometown in Batu Gajah (Stoned Elephant). We usually stay at my aunts place and to the point I feel we have over abused our welcome and their hospitality.

My son was running all over the place and chasing him is no easy feat, believe me. The minute you catch him and he doesnt get to go where he wants to go, he starts wailing and instantly his body will become 'lembik' ala almost spineless, so much so its hard to hang on to him and he slips through your hands like soft dough (I think thats my son's mutant powers!).Being in someone elses house which is not baby proof is a tiring experience constantly watching what your son grabs and what he would like to break.It wasnt that bad lah. Altogether Raya damage/casualties : 1 ashtray

Every Raya, my cousin will cook his Laksa, so me being a sucker for laksa, i didnt hesitate when they invited me to the table. Heres a tip: dont eat cili padi when there's no fan around. I was sweating buckets and going like 'ssssssss' with every spoonful but i was still enjoying it...Of course every raya theres also the traditional visit to the jamban in excessive doses due to overeating...

I left BG at 3:30 and reached KL like 5:20. My father who left BG at 4pm reached KL at 8. I suppose every one had the same idea and thought it would be better to leave in the evening. BIGGGG MISTAKE....

So, well just have to wait till another year before we go through the whole Raya Rush again...

Agent K7: Over and out

Baby boy burn victim : A picture I will never forget

2005-10-28T10:09:00.000+08:00

I came across this article yesterday as I was breaking fast all by myself in a coffee shop. The second I saw the picture, I had chills up my spine on the condition of the boy who suffered 90% burns and what he has to go through all his life, permanently scarred....So if anyone can help, please do...

Burns victim needs help
By NURADZIMMAH DAIM
KUALA LUMPUR, OCt 22:
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He has always been an active and playful child, but two-year-old Wong Jing Ren is now bedridden after being burnt in a freak accident at a relative’s house last month.

His mother, Yap Choon Loong, 32, is appealing to the public to help pay for her only child’s hospital bills which come up to about RM30,000 a week.

Jing Ren, who suffered 90 per cent burns, is warded at the Gleneagles Intan Medical Centre in Ampang, and is expected to be treated there for three to five months.

Yap said the accident happened on Sept 27 at her uncle’s place in Ampang here where she left him before going to work.

“We do not know what actually caused the fire. My uncle, who earns a living by gluing shoes, was working while his wife and three children were relaxing and playing with my son,” said Yap who works in a logistics company.

“They were all in the living room when the fire broke out. The house, however, was not burnt down.”

Yap, whose husband is a welder, said the company she works for will foot RM30,000 for the first week’s bills.

Donations by cheque can be sent to The Malay Mail with Jing Ren’s name written on the reverse side. It should be addressed to: The Cashier, Finance Department/Charity Unit, New Straits Times Press (M) Bhd, Balai Berita, 31 Jalan Riong, 59100 Kuala Lumpur.

Cutting cuss

2005-10-25T10:33:00.000+08:00

Sometimes I think I cuss too much. I can take 3 profane words and make up an entire sentence no one has ever heard before and even my English primary teacher would gawk yet be proud of. I'm at my most creative when I'm in a car. Sadly some people who cut lanes and signal-retarded dont even know they are being called 'monkey-wanking f**ker', 'l*nch*ow punye orang','p*nt*ting @ssh0l3' and as such.

I kinda realized that i cuss excessively when i do this and my wife is very silent sitting next to me. Somehow her silence speaks volumes. Its kinda cold and cutting and has this unheard voice that says "Boy...that was classy!!"

Why do we cuss? I think basically its just a way we get things out in the open. When I'm angry, nothing makes me feel better than saying and loud and proud "FFFFFFFFFF************************************CCCCCCKKK!".No other words can express anger/dissatisfaction etc. as the 'F' word.I tried 'firetruck', 'fish' but yet it just doesnt cut it for me.

To some guys, its kinda 'testosterony' (not to be confused with pepperoni). Some guys cuss their mouths out to other guys and mentioning the 'f' word in a conversation to show that 'I'm a man', 'I'm a confident aggressive go getter'.

In the end, I realized, that this puasa month, I think I should make the effort cut certain words out of my vocab or reduce using it to the very least.Its not very classy when you use it excessively...(but it just feels so damn good!! )

Agent K7: Over and out

Weddings: The friendship sieve

2005-10-24T15:21:00.000+08:00

It may have been years ago, but the after effects are still prevalent even up till now.

I got married in 2003.It was alot of pondering and wondering who you'd invite, who you wouldn't want to invite and who you'd not invite if you invited someone else (get it? neither do i).After much deliberation, I came down with my final list.

With limited seats in a hotel reception, I was given about say 100 seats to set my invitation list. It was kinda tough. There were some people who i didnt want to invite, I invited anyway coz i thought they were my ex best friends and maybe they'd be mature enough to come and maybe that would be a time to reconcile differences. BUT WHAT A FUCKING MISTAKE! I had a table out for Mr Principle's family and the whole family didnt show up.(Months later he has the nerve to SMS me and conveniently say he was out of the country and in a way showing off he was working on a project in India..I'm so impressed). I would have thought the family were bigger than this, but again, i guess i'm wrong.

Anyway, for me, the wedding was a something of a 'friendship-sieve', filtering out real friends from people who you think you know.

There were friends who you went all out for but they didnt return the gesture back and that told you alot about them. It would have been ok if they had at least apologized for not attending, but did they? Not a single shingle of politeness.

Oddly enough, some of these people are the same people who say they care alot about friendship, sending stupid cutesey-wutsey sms'es to say they care about friendship and chain-emails in that same regard.

Case 1: The OH-i-care-so-much-about-friendship flake
One of these people, a girl, once told me a story (before she didnt show up for my wedding) that she spent a night with a guy on her birthday. The guy went through all the trouble to get a room and a birthday cake for her. But the next morning, when they left the room, she forgot the cake. The guy then asked her what happened to the cake and aptly, she replied "Its ok takpela". Now, isnt it a wonder that she never heard from that guy again? What a flake!

Case 2:Loud mouthed guy flake!
Then there was group of people I used to know from a former merchant bank I used to work with. When one of them (this loud mouthed guy) got married, a common friend came to my office and asked if i wanted to contribute to his wedding gift and so I did. But when I got married, none of them showed up after saying they would. To me, thats just low. There was this other girl I used to work with, for her wedding, I made the effort to go, siap bagi angpow lagi.Well, no prizes for guessing she didn't appear.

Recently I had a friend nicknamed Joe, popped up from nowhere over the Yahoo messenger asking why wasnt he invited to my wedding and Iriz's wedding.Is it obligatory to invite everyone under the sun when you have a wedding? Had I known I had a few flakes for friends, I would have cut them off and invited my old uni mates. But its funny how when Joe asked how come he wasnt invited, I suddenly realized he didnt exactly invite me either to his wedding. I guess there are people who are experts at making you look bad without reflecting upon themselves.

So there in lies the lessons i learned from wedding. Who are true and who are not. How to differentiate between flakes and fakes and in a way, I'm happier this way knowing I have a smaller circle of friends who but you know who you can depend on.Quantity doesnt always mean quality...

Agent K7: Over and out

The New 007? Bleah!

2005-10-24T12:21:00.000+08:00

After months of speculation, the wait is over. Its been announced that the sixth actor to play James Bond will be an English actor named Daniel Craig.

Daniel WHo??????

I looked at his pics and all I can say is, he looks like a crumpled paper bag. The producers were so into 'getting back to the essence of Bond' that I think they're gonna have another Dalton on their hands.

I think its a loss to see Pierce Brosnan go as James Bond. The man undoubtedly revitalised the franchise and brought style to the role. I would say he's a close second right next to Sean Connery.

At first, I didnt think Brosnan wasnt right for the role when I first saw him in Goldeneye. The script was corny and the flow of the movie was just choppy. Plus you had a Bond girl (Izzabella Scorupco) who couldnt act for nuts and was really bent on 'motivating' Bond to kill 006. Hmmm? I can understand if she had wanted 006 to be out of the picture but for her to say :

Natalia: He was your friend...Travelyan?
James glances at her. No answer.
Natalia: And now he’s your enemy and you will kill him. It is that simple.
Bond: In a word...yes.
Natalia: Unless he kills you first.
Bond: Natalia...
Natalia: You think I’m impressed?! All of you! Your guns, your killing, your death...for what?! So you can be a hero? All the heroes I know are dead.
Bond: Natalia, listen to me...
Natalia: How can you act like this? How can you be so cold?
Bond: It’s what keeps me alive.
Natalia: No. It’s what keeps you alone.

at this point in the movie, i was going like "HUH????????? What the f". But I guess Brosnan did redeem himself when it came to Tomorrow Never Dies.

We'll see how Craig fairs as James Bond. Already some people I know say they are not going to see Casino Royale in support of Brosnan.If he sucks, I'll just buy VCD haram.

Agent K7: Over and out.

MekD's

2005-10-24T12:02:00.000+08:00

I'm kinda tired. Basically because I have to wake up at 5 every morning to 'sahur'. So last night, i decided that I would like to eat the night before and sleep straight.

Rather than eating rice, I thought it would be nice to eat MekD's burger for a change. So I drove to the closest MekD's (bukan nama restoran sebenar) with my wife and son (hoping the boring drive will put him to sleep).

I ordered a Big Mek meal, Double Chiz burger and a veggie burger for my other half. Now this should have made me suspect that the guy at the drive through counter wasnt listening or maybe he had too much weed as when I was giving him my order, he stared at me as though I wasn't there, eyes glazed behind those ol' school glasses and looking really stupid in that blue beret on his head.

"Ok, I nak order satu Big Mek MEAL" (emphasis on the word 'MEAL')

"Set ke?"

"Yes...set"

I tried my best to repeat my order slowly, without trying to sound condescending cause I cant stand condescending people.

So in the end, I got my order. Well I thought I did anyway. After all the the instructions I said slowly for them to grasps and understand and after all the "OK" and head nodding from Mr Old School,I went home without the veggie burger.

I dont know if i was charged for it, coz apparently, MekD's style is to give change back to their customers without a receipt (and also without their order too)

Its no wonder Ronald MekDonald is a clown. But to have clowns working for him too? Sheeesh!

Agent K7: Over and out.

Fasting: Practicing Self Restraint? I don't think so

2005-10-24T11:31:00.000+08:00

After sometime, my mother hinted that me and my siblings, as children, we never bring my parents out for a treat, I decided to bring them out for 'buka puasa'.

I thought it would be nice to bring them to Subang Parade where they have 'Rasa Thai', a Thai restaurant there for a buffet. So fine enough, everything went well UNTIL 6:30.(All hell breaks loose)

There was a crowd comparable to the immigration office and a queue with people trying to get food. Hey, its one thing to get food. Its totally another when you pile the food on your plate so much you have to do a circus balancing act when you're done piling it on. And here's the best part: most of these people who are doing this balancing act are overweight. It was kinda hard to get anything decent. So I decided just to buka with some ketupat and satay sauce.

Here you are, lining up the best you can thinking everyone else is doing it and there comes some civic-challenged retards who just cut into the cue pretending they didnt see anything or anyone.Where the fuck do we get this kind of people anyway? What the fuck did they learn in school? Did they even go to school? And the thing is, you thought you would not expect this kinda behaviour from this certain race where 'budi bahasa' was stressed on. But I guess when it comes to food,even budi bahasa gets trampled on.

I think we have to come to the realization that 'budi bahasa' is wasted and loss on our society nowadays, especially in KL. Its a dog-eat-dog world out there and even women who wear feminine pink tudungs can cut your queing line and sneer at you when you tell them theres a line even 'orang buta' boleh nampak.

Heres another thing. The mountain which some gluttons call their breaking fast meal? Not finished!

The food is left wasted as they walk off with their pot bellies and laughing away (almost like snorting)

Agent K7: Over and out.

Thoughts while terawih prayers...

2005-10-20T16:52:00.000+08:00

I know I'm guilty of this as people will say I'm not 'khusyuk' with my prayers recently when I was at terawih prayers.Its 11 raka'at dudes!!! How can one NOT get sidetracked along the way? Here are some thoughts that run through my mind when I pray (unintentionally, they just run)

"This carpet smells of foot!"

"what rakaat am I at?"

"aiyo, why surah so long la uztaz?"

"zzzzzzzzzzzz..."

"wan tan mee!!"

"owwww...this position is killing my feet!!"

"hey do you mind buddy?'rapatkan saf' don't mean you can lean on me!"

"wan tan mee!!"

Agent K7: Over and out.

Merdeka..(Or at least we think so...)

2005-10-04T12:29:00.000+08:00

Ok..ok...I know its already October and I'm writing about Merdeka about a month late. I could backdate this and make it look like it was was back then when I posted this blog..but who cares?

Well, year after year, its the same crap for Merdeka or Independence day for Malaysia. I don't know if our forefathers would turn in their graves looking at us now and especially whats on TV. Merdeka day is celebrated like New Years day where we welcome the 31st of August at the stroke of midnight. I think even Christmas is celebrated that way. Some people are so screwed up with Western ideals that they even went to the extent to say "Christmas is for everyone...".And she was a Buddhist who just was looking for an excuse to get wasted in a bar.(But thats a different story altogether..Hope she knows Christmas is the birth of Christ and not Santa Claus!)

So what does it mean to be an independent country? To finally be free and have your say in the administration of the country? It sure means alot to me.

I do know where we are now as a country wouldnt be possible if it weren't for our forefathers who stood for something and fought to be rid of any colonization be it British, Dutch, Japanese or Portugese. People like Datok Bahaman, Mat Kilau ( No relation to Daud Kilau) and others.

These men would have died for their country.How many of us would now?

Flashback into the present: and you'll see where we are now. Its embarrasing that every Merdeka we have kids who flock to Merdeka Square with their 'jakun' attitudes and pulling all sorts of stunts with their 70cc motorbikes. Most of them who their parents don't give a ratass about their whereabouts. And when interviewed by a local TV station (you have to give the TV station credit for hilighting the stupidity of our youths) on what Merdeka means to them, shamelessly they answer on national television "Ha?? Merdeka?? Tak tau..."

Emphasis has been given on 'kibarkan jalur gemilang', so thats EXACTLY what they do. Is that the only sign of patriotism we can show? Why is patriotism only emphasized during Merdeka Month?

I would suggest that, prelude to every Merdeka day, a moment of silence should be held in respect for the fallen men and women who sacrificed their lives for their country. People who died hoping that there would be a better future for the generations to come. People who thought that maybe dying for their country would not be in vain...

Years of independence and we still have 3rd world mentality. Rubbish everywhere, rude drivers, people with no manners and just the tip of the iceberg. So, with that kind of mentality, are we any better than the barbaric times we were in before?

Agent K7 : Over and out

Whats in the name?

2005-10-03T11:02:00.000+08:00

No prizes for guessing how the food here tastes like....

Proton Wira Vs Ford Ranger ( like Durian Vs Telur)

2005-08-04T12:02:00.000+08:00

I woke up yesterday morning; I paused and thought to myself as I was in the bathroom looking out the bathroom window "What a beautiful day". So off I went in my driving off to work in a rather good mood.

I reached Shah Alam with no hassle nor fuss but the problem starts there. Getting to Shah Alam is no problem. Getting THROUGH Shah Alam: That’s the where all the fun starts.

First of all, you have to go through numerous traffic lights. Hey, that’s ok. It’s the drivers at the front of the traffic lights that get you sometimes. Somehow, being at the front of traffic at the traffic lights, they know no matter how slow they move, they would get away so, sometimes, I think out of spite they slowly lower their handbrake, press the clutch, shift into gear and slowly excruciatingly move when the lights turn green. This also applies to people with automatic cars. The road transport department should check for reflexes when approving driving licences. Should you take more than 2 seconds to move your vehicle when the light turns green, you fail. Somehow it’s the opposite way around. When drivers see a red light coming (or even a yellow one for that matter) instantly their foot becomes lead and its pedal to the metal!

Ok, with that aside, here’s my predicament for that morning. It was irritating enough that everyone was driving slow that morning after getting past the main traffic lights; they actually had their windows down and were looking at Shah Alam as though it was a new tourist attraction! Unfortunately enough they do this near at a T junction which everyone has to queue up to take a left turn.

Now, here’s a long line to get into that road of the T-Junction. Its so obvious even Ray Charles could see it a mile away. Every one queues up; even the tortoises looking out of their cars are queuing up (after all they may have been the cause of it anyway). Enter: The Jerkboy in a 4 wheel drive! This guy in a black Ford Ranger tries to cut the line as though Fords tagline was “Ford…Made to cut!” or “You can aFord to be an asshole!”. I don’t know what snapped in me, but I refused to let him in. So both of us had it out at a corner of the traffic lights and slammed into each other. I pulled the car over so not to obstruct traffic and so did he. I would have thought dickheads like him would run. So out came this small sized guy, sort of a ‘Neo Malay Akademi Fantasia’ kind and says to me “You tak nampak ke I bagi signal” (Didn’t you see me signaling?). It’s precisely people like this who make me more stubborn not to give in. People who think “Hey, I signaled, you have to give me way”. I told him off, “Doesn’t mean you signaled, that gives you the right to cut people off”. I looked at my car. The front-side was dented. Then I looked at his Ford. Nothing! Not even an indication of a scratch. Now I wished I had bought a Humvee.

Next, he says “Ok if you want to report this, I’ll follow you” trying to look as if the law was still on his side like the 2 dollar whore he was with. So we exchanged phone number and took each others details down. The repairs cost RM200. I left it up to him to pay me or to pay the RM300 fine but I guess he chose to pay the RM300 fine.

Looking back, I didn’t regret the impulsive action I took. In fact, I relished it every bit. I wished I had banged harder. I kind of needed a new mudguard anyway. As for Jerkboy, maybe he’ll think twice next time before doing that. It was lesson well spent.I’ve seen it so many times before, people just cutting lanes as though their time is worth more than others. But you know what’s worse? It’s the fact that we allow them to do it and get away with.

As for Proton versus Ford, it like lambs to the slaughter. Any harder I would have felt like a crash test dummy in a Proton. Wait a sec, I was in a Proton!!

As my friend put it “ It was like Durian versus telor!”

Agent K7 : Over and out

"Tau Tak per" - The new Malay catch phrase

2005-08-04T10:33:00.000+08:00

Generally, from what I observe, Malays have this way of emulating each other especially with catch phrases or sound expression. Ok, to be fair, I wouldn’t even call it catch phrases because most of the time, it’s just plain dumb. It should just be called a drop phrase because it’s so dumb, no one caught it and it just dropped on the floor!

For now, the drop phrase is 'Tau tak per'. I don’t know what it is with this line. Generally for this phrase to come up you'd have to have a situation whereby, Ah Kow (bukan nama sebenar, fictional name) would have to ask a question to Ali (bukan nama sebenar, fictional name also). Ali, seeing that the answer was clear as day would ask a back a rethorical question and then by sudden enlightenment, AhKow would answer his own question and THEN Ali would "Tau takpe" taking the I'm-such-a-experienced-wiseass stance.

Sort of like the way Luke answered his own question when Yoda said "Search your feelings..". Did Yoda go like "Tau takpe.." to Luke??? Or okay, to be fair, did Yoda say "You know nevermind"???

This line has been used to rampantly; it sounds stupid and 'basi' already. Please I beg of you all who try to act smart, don't. Use some originality.

I was online with a chatfriend. I mentioned that I have a 21" TV. She said how come I don't have a big 42" TV. To which I replied I don't need to, I'm just happy that I can see my shows on this TV. Then she drops the bomb by saying "Tau takpe.."

Other drop phrases that’s outlived its time:
1. "Waacchhhaaa!"
2. "Yaaasshhhh!!"
3. "Mari mari mari"
4. "Beribu-ribu lemon"
5. "Ciau cin cau"
6. "Sure heboh"
7. "Boleh..Boleh Blah"

(The list is growing because I'm still hearing all these phrases)

Agent K7: Over and out

The Big 30

2005-07-22T10:36:00.000+08:00

I just turned 30 yesterday...can't believe it. 30.It was just like yesterday I was like 20 over and running around. Looking back, I havent really achieved anything much. I know alot of people who have achieved something substantial in their lives and know what they wanna do.

Somehow I havent found that niche yet. I know I can be great if I'm really passionate about something. But for now, the only thing I'm passionate about is sleeping...haha...kidding...

Honestly, there are times when one feels old and just feel like retiring. Maybe its becoz I havent found that direction in life. How come the things I'm passionate about doesnt rake in money like watching TV or stuffing your face? hahaha..

ANyway its nice to know that there are people who take the trouble to remember your birthday. WIshes came in from the most unexpected places and people.

Unfortunately, I'm not such a birthday guy myself. I could never remember anyones birthday for nuts, but it doesnt mean i dont care about them...

Witless Witness

2005-07-22T10:20:00.000+08:00

The following is an email my friend sent me recently recalling the time when he was about to get married back then, so prior to that the wedding, he had to get the signature of 'pak imam' from a mosque nearby his area. Little did he know he was gonna get interoggated by the Pak Imam...
(sorry its in Malay)
**************************************************************************
Abg M, Kay,

Hopefully you guys still remember this... ingat lagi tak masa volunteer temankan ED (bukan nama sebenar) gi jumpa pak imam, sign-sign saksi kat shah alam? Kepada yg berminat, lebih kuang camnie citernya :-

Pak Imam(PI) : Rukon nikah... ado bropo? (Note: PI nie Java-oriented )

EDBukanNamaSebenar (EDBNS) : Er...er... (sambil melihat Abg M)...

Abg M (M) :

PI: Haa..ado bropo?

EDBNS : (Pandang Kay) *MAN bahu dah gegar-gegar, nampak telinga dah merah, SAH tgh tahan gelak, cilakao... peluh ceghau dah nie..*

Kay (K) : *EMPAT*

EDBNS : Er.... Empat...? Lima? ...LIMA! LIMA!

PI : Hmph... Apo dio?

EDBNS : Er...Er..

EDBNS : Er... err... Lelaki... Perempuan... Saksi...

PI : Hish... Woli mano, woli?

EDBNS : Oh..oh, ok... he erm ... Lelaki, Perempuan, Wali, Saksi...

PI : DUA Saksi...

EDBNS : Oh ye ker...? Ok, hehe... Stat balik... Hmm.. Laki, perempuan, Wali, DUA Saksi, errrr... er..., Ijab, Qabul?

PI : Kamu nie.. Nanti kalo mao kawen, musti beladjerrr dolu... ngerti?

ED : Err... hehe .. ngerti Bapak.. Eh silap! pak imam..

PI : Mano borang, bak sini aku sain...

ED : Oh ok... si..si..sini pak imam (tangan getar-getar sbb nervous).

Moral of the story : kalau nak bawak saksi, bawak lah budak form five, senang nak tolong jawab soalan bab nikah, al-maklumlah, syllabus SPM... Last choice baru bawak brader yg dah anak 2-3 (watper nak hafal rukun nikah lagi, ye dak?), atau yg kawen kat KL, sbb pak imam KL tak grill bebudak punya.. Aku, budak shah alam? Hangus beb...

Regards,
Ed (nickname sebenar).

P/S:- thanx guys, i'll never forget that experience.. I won't trade you guys for anything! Nie benda-benda sampai tua pon tak lupa beb!

Oh ye, jawapan sebenar dia:

1. Lelaki
2. Pompuan
3. Wali
4. 2 Saksi
5. Ijab DAN Qabul...

- Kalau gi jumpo pak imam kat mesjid seksyen 18, TOLONG lah hafal...dak pun tulis atas tangan.

-Sekian, abis dialog Underneath pokok klapak..-

A long absence...but who cares?

2005-07-18T16:29:00.000+08:00

Hello all. Its been sometime since i wrote here.I think i finally have sometime now after reading my close friends blog about how he has a deathwish riding his TZM 160km/h (Somehow, I don't think that helmet would make a difference Joe...Joe Jr is waiting for his daddy's safe return ya know...)

I think i can breathe a sigh of relief as my son has just recovered from his viral fever for the last one week. Luckily it was nothing serious. But it was a painstaking labour of love worrying about him and wondering if there was anything you could do to make him better or feel better. I don't think i will ever forget the nights where he would wake up in the middle of the night and find that his temperature has shot up and i had to quickly lower his temperature nor will i forget the feeling of why someone so small and helpless has to endure this much suffering. If there was anyway i could transfer the pain to me and take it all away from him, i wouldnt blink to do that.

Formulaic songs

2005-06-07T15:59:00.000+08:00

Formula of Linkin park songs
*****************************
*Funny sounds ala telephone beeps inclusive or record scratching*
*Beat + Bass *
*Rap*
*Shout hate/despair/self pity/I-know-what-you-really-are-inclined-lyrics at top of lungs*
*Beat + Bass*
*Rap*
*Funny sounds ala telephone beeps inclusive or record scratching*
*Shout at top of lungs* (Optional)
*Chorus*
(Repeat till end)

Formula for Simple Plan songs
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*Guitar riff ala punk teenage wannabe*
*Self pity/I'm-going-thru-puberty-hormonal-changes-so-the-world-should-listen-to-me lyrics*
*End*

This particular evening in my childhood years

2005-06-07T15:14:00.000+08:00

There's a particular song I know...its the theme from The Deer Hunter,its a slow gentle guitar score.It never fails to bring me back to a time when I was a kid growing up in Banting.

The memory I have when i hear this song is a memory of a evening, just after the rain...back in this place in Banting near a tin mining area under Conzinc Riotinto ( the company which my father worked till 1979)...

I still remember this children's show on TV, teaching kids to make origami birds while the Deer Hunter theme was in the background...

Its like I was really there..everytime I hear that song...you feel sad and happy at the same time...knowing you had a childhood where you were happy..wishing you could go back and turn the hands of time...running around the street with my neighbourhood friend Jason who was the same age as me...without a care in the world...mom and dad to take care of everything...

It also makes you feel older. Something you felt happened only yesterday but in reality happened years ago.And it hits you when you realize you could never go back again...you could never relive your childhood again...

But i guess thats life...its meant to go in one direction..I guess we should just enjoy the moment...I just hope I give my son a happy childhood just as I had...

Summing up the Malaysian Female Chatters

2005-05-26T18:17:00.000+08:00

Stereotypical answers by female chatters

Hello all...over the years I've been over the net, here are some of the stupidest responses I've got from people who are either

a. naturally dumb
b. dumb but trying to look smart
c. smart but acting dumb
d. people who have no manners to be allowed in polite society

Usually, you can stereotype them almost instantly.They usually are of a certain race in Malaysia,between the ages of 12-29,
90 percent wear tudung, love watching shows like Senario (thats where they learn their wit and dialog from),
a majority are in the government service (makes you wonder what these people have to do). Almost all of them think you wanna have sex with them. You can almost predict every answer so much that you can even see it coming a mile away...

Heres some common dialog you may stumble on:

1. You: "Hello"
a."asl?"
b."yup" (it's as if they can't say hello back)
c."a'kum" (they assume all chatters are malaysian and muslim)

2. You : "You kat mana?"
a."Kat sinilarr"( standard 2 kids can come up with better answers)
b."Kat bumi larr"(again, standard 2 kids can come up with better answers)

3.Them : "Dah kawin?"

If you answer 'yes' you may get the following

a."wife kerja mana?"
b."ada gambar wife?"
c."apa nombor ic wife you?"
d."I tak suka chat ngan org kawin" (chatting to them is probably like sex)

If you answer 'no', you may get the following
a."bila nak kawin ?"
b."kenapa tak kawin?"
c."Kawin ngan i la "(i'm sure some would like to say this since its probably the reason they go on the net)

4. If you they're studying, you ask what course you may get :
a."Kosmetik"

5.If you say something something obvious or something that reflects you being humble
you will probably get:

a."Tau takpe" (somehow these types just seem to synchronize what they say trying to show they are smarter)

6.If you ask, "Cam mana rupa you?", you will probably get
a."cam manusia la.." (Hmmm..when u see them in real life they look like tapirs!)
b."ada hidung ada mata ada mulut.."

7.This is an example

YOu: "So are you notty?"
Them : "Takde la...I baik..I tak suka org berdosa...."

But why are you in chatroom called 'Scandal Hubby and wives'?????????

OK ...to be con't

My Baby Boy Blue

2005-04-26T12:27:00.000+08:00

The day you were born, I didnt know what to feel
Happiness and joy, hard to believe it was real
Was I ready to be your father?
Scared heading for unknown waters

Helpless, innocent, tiny and new
Describes the colors of feelings when I saw you
Never thought being a father could bring me joy as such
Never thought I could love my child so much

Each day I come home tired and down
You never fail to make me smile losing my frown
Your eyes disappear each time u laugh and smile at the silliest things i say
Its the only thing I look forward to at the end of the day

All the hardship, stress and the times I fall
Seems to be worth it after all

Should one day I be gone
Trust me when I say life must go on
I hope I was a father good as can be
Take care of mommy and always remember me

The Tree

2005-04-19T10:23:00.000+08:00

A month ago or so, I went home to my family's home. This was a house I stayed in since 1992 till today. We planted a tree in our front garden, somewhat like a pine tree.

It started off as a 2 foot tree. Over the years the tree grew and grew to a tremendous height overshadowing the house. The roots had become overbearing for the house garden to hold and we were afraid that the roots would crack through the cement retaining wall. Sadly we had to cut it down. All thats left was the stump which the workers couldnt remove.

I remember so many memories with that tree.Funny how some things like that have an sentimental attachment to it.

I remember the times back in 1993 during my semester break, I would look outside waiting for my ex girlfriend, Miss IS, to come by occasionally peering over the tree. At that time it was a little lower than my height.

I remember playing with the cats. Putting them up on the tree and laughing my head off watching them struggling to come down. I know it sounds sadistic but believe me when I say these cats were pussies (forgive the pun). I had only put them up 7 feet above ground.

Few years later in 1998, I remember having climbing the tree, fixing tree lights on it for our family's Hari Raya do and it was the first night I introduced my girlfriend Miss AA to my family. It was beautiful. It looked as if we had a really big Christmas tree in front of our house.

It was a beautiful tree. It swayed gently everytime the wind passes through it.The pine cones that dropped from it. The gentle needles that stayed on the car when the car was parked under it. I had thought there would be time to fix a swing under the tree where i could watch my son play but I guess I can't now.

Escape from BFC..(Maybe)

2005-04-06T09:23:00.000+08:00

I got a call yesterday. Usually I miss any calls which are not registered with my phone. I hate unknown calls. It could only be:

A.Those pushy telemarketeers trying to sell you holidays and club memberships you know you'd have as much a chance at going as pigs will fly

B.Someone trying to get you to sign up for a credit card,insurance or etc.

They're as annoying as our overdramatic-unwitty-foreign-sounding morning radio deejays (actually the deejays win hands down)

Ok. Ok. I've slided off track. Anyway, the call was from a place where the perks are monstrous. The pay, well, I dont know yet...but the perks: Monstrous! I have about 20 over days annual leave! I could fall sick, not take an MC and still have lots of off days to waste! I could claim for all the spectacles I make. One for each day!

Its also a chance to get out and learn something out of the field I am in and learn something in a finance related field and make myself more marketable.

Heres the catch: My wife is working there! Aiyooo! No more staying back late or meeting up with people. People who know you know your wife and vice versa. Scary.

With my flirty nature, it could get dangerous. If it was somewhere within the vicinity, it would still be ok.

Also, this new place is very particular about timing. Here i am in BFC, work starts at 8:30am and at 8:30am I'm still in bed.

We'll just see. One things for sure, need to get out of here... Gonna miss SA though.

Accidently said...

2005-04-01T19:16:00.000+08:00

"Pretty gals will sweep you off the floor.Ugly ones will make you mop the floor.."

No honey, its not you, its just an earthquake...

2005-03-29T19:11:00.000+08:00

It was about 12:17am last nite when I was doing my work (and maybe sneaking some porn here and there) when I heard the front door shuddering.Sort of like someone trying to mess with the locks. "Must be really windy i thought.Maybe its gonna rain." I thought."Nice to sleep." I thought.

I decided to take a look outside.How come those frickin trees aren't swaying at all? At that point it got really creepy. Thoughts of 'The Ring' and 'The Exorcist' ran through my mind. "Hey...Let us in! Its cold out here!".

As I stood near the door like a dumbfounded baboon with my mouth wide open, wondering and scared to check what was at the door, I could feel the earth shook under my feet ( I'm so tempted to continue with "I feel the sky tumbling down..tumbling down.." like a song i heard before). I looked at the picture hanging on the wall and it was shaking ala Jurassic Park...damn...now, thinking back I should have had a glass of water on the table.

I quickly rushed upstairs to my wife who was sleeping. "Yang..I think theres an earthquake..". She looked at me with her dazed eyes and said "Honey, I think you should sleep la" dismissing me as though I had too much to drink. Heeyy! So much for support. If I could drink, she'd probably say I had one too much booze."Yang..could you walk along the yellow line?"

Minutes later, it was on breaking news. Earthquake in Sumatra about 8 point something on the scale. Hope Dec 26th doesnt happen again...

Foot in Mouth disease

2005-03-26T08:02:00.000+08:00

Last night, I attended my wife’s friend’s fiancé’s mother's funeral (confusing, I know). So off I went, not knowing what do you say to a friend who lost his mother who had suffered so long from cancer. I know you may extend your condolences I was expecting it to be very a very somber affair. After parking a mile away from my friend’s family residence (this guy was some anak datuk, hence the turnout) I offered my condolences and had a teh tarik (Warning: Never have teh tariks at night if you intend to sleep!).

I sat at a table with some big shot Datuk talking away about himself and periodically talking to people at the same table in an unabashedly manner. I bit hard on my tongue afraid I was going to say something wrong as I usually would end up doing in the past when he talked to me and so far it went well.

However at the end of the whole thing, I was walking away with my wife when I happened to meet the wife and daughter of my former MD of the bank where I used to work. I casually asked the daughter "How’s your father?”. She was caught off guard but somehow remembered me as one of the staff who followed the entourage to Singapore in 2001. She must have told her mother. Now I don’t mean to sound like a kiss-assy kind of person, but she was very nice to come up to me and say with a smile "So, where are you now?”. Mind you, she was the Sultan of Kelantan's sister in law. I fumbled like hell thinking what to say, told her where i work and in retaliation i asked "Your Datuk's wife right?" Duhhhhhh!!!!!! Of course she was dumbass!! I wouldn’t be surprised if she answered "Yes, you must be the kid from the special school aren’t you..?”.

Then as I leave, I said “You know, I thought it would be more sober than this but it feels like a pasar malam” to which my wife’s friend was offended. You could say, I was on a roll. I was ready to insult anyone with socially careless mouth.

Thing is, I have never been at ease at making conversations. When I'm careful and self conscious, I'm constipated. And when I'm not, its verbal diarrhea all over the place...and boy, it can be messy and leaves a smell. Is there a place I can remedy this? Am I doomed for social fumbling??

She-Man

2005-03-25T09:17:00.000+08:00

A few days ago, I think it was Monday, I was kind of harassed by this friend I knew over the net 3 years back. She kept asking me to go out with her for dinner but I kept refusing coz I am usually tired and prefer to head home. So in a last attempt, she asked if I would go out for tea. Fine, I accepted.

So I met her at a mamak shop for the drink we said we would meet up for. Somehow the mamak shop was crowded with students that evening. Must have been an after-class-lets-all-lepak-at-the-mamak-shop kinda evening. This friend of mine was already waiting for me. I have a problem with punctuality. I could sense everyone there was waiting to see who this friend of mine was waiting for but I guess they were disappointed when I came along…

I sat down. Now maybe I would a little above myself for saying this, but I don’t really care how people look like. Its more the person inside I look for. I know too many people who are beautiful but have no substance, or worse, just downright rotten.

Now, I never cared about how this friend of mine looks like, but somehow what she did today, my perception about her has changed. We’ll just call her She-Man (for reasons I will explain later).

She-Man was okay before in all the previous times I met her but today she was different. She had an arrogant air about her. She went on and on about how it was nice being single probably trying to comfort herself. But this is the part that gets me. In the long breath she took to endlessly talk for 1 hour, she said, among them:

1. “If I’m going to marry a man and I have to spend my own money on my own stuff, why should I have a husband?”
2. “If a guy ever asks me to help him out financially, I would say goodbye.”
3. “I’m a spoiled brat!” (Yeap.. I’ll attest to that!)
4. “One guy I know gives me money even though we have nothing between us..” (He must be blind, you leech!)

Hey, okay, I can get that if you’re a shallow pretty girl. Emphasis on the word ‘pretty’. I’m not even sure She-Man IS a girl. She looks like a man for Pete’s sake!! At best she looks like a woman on steroids hoping to bag the Olympic gold for weightlifting. I would be afraid to meet someone like her on the streets especially Lorong Haji Taib. One might pull up her skirt just to find a ding-dong hanging. She’s 30 and single approximately 80 over kilos and about 170cm. She has so much foundation on her face you could make croissant from it.

But I think worse all has to be the attitude where she thinks she can pick any guy she likes. She notes that the reason she’s single is that when guys date her, if she has to pay for anything, she’d make sure there wouldn’t be a second date. I say: smart move guys. Haha. That’s a sure fire way to weed out the bloodsucking leeches! At the end of her monologue, she sounded very much like a callgirl ..or ..ehem …callguy.

Anyway, to She-Man, I wish you all the best. You deserve all the happiness you get from materialism and your shallowness. There is this thing called love, caring and sharing you may want to look up in the dictionary.

Hot (Dog) News!

2005-03-22T01:09:00.000+08:00

Recently, it was found that a popular furniture centre in Malaysia had a cafe that served hot dogs which were made out of pig intestines. What boggles me is this:

1. Why are the people who knew about this doing this intentionally? Is it just to make an extra buck to sell to Muslims? Are they having fun and laughing at the back of their kitchen just knowing they served Muslims pork intestines? Is the profit you rake in selling to Muslims so much that you are willing to stoop to such a low level?
So I guess in a sense of the word,I can see why there is a paranoia of different races and religions.

2.I seem to be bombarded endlessly with spam concerning this porkly issue.I guess what is done is done. What you had eaten has been digested. There is no way we can reverse time and regurgitate what we ate but all we can do is perhaps be more careful. I think non-Muslims are gonna look at Muslims in this country and wonder how we can be so careful about what we eat, but be so careless in so many other things. THE IMPRESSION that we probably give them is our only concern is that we don't eat pork. Anything else goes. Maybe the reason why these people did what they did is that they enjoy seeing us in chaotic state of paranoia and having a good chuckle seeing how panicky we become.

Hello Prozac Lady!

2005-03-16T14:40:00.000+08:00

I now work in a place the should call BFC (Butt Fucking Corp). I have to say that working in this place is such a new environment for me. Its as though everyone here has a obscene looking stick ready to stick it up the next person who they decide should take the fall.

To make matters worse, I am under this woman who I shall call RCB aka Relax Challenged Bitch. She panics as easily as a bunny on caffeine.

PCB one day asks me to draft out a letter to a CEO to a big government owned company/body in relation to a tender BFC is applying for and says " mention our contact persons name in there and tell him that we mentioned his name in our letter.." which I did. She vetted it and sent it.

Later our contact person, call him Mr X, emails me and says that we shouldnt have mentioned his name in the letter to the CEO.Word got out that Mr X said what he said and later PCB came storming into the room where i was and said " You should have know...bla bla bla...should have never mentioned his name...bla bla bla". The thing about these people is, I wish they come straight out to say it "I dont have the balls to take the downfall, so its your fault". Oh yes, also mentioned was "...you should be 2 steps ahead of me...". Hello bitch, if i was, you wouldnt have a job.

Government officials are another breed of their own.Their ego's are as big as a house and as easy as eggs to break.

One time I was called by someone from HartaNasional (bukan nama sebenar), asking me what the normal procedure would be if she wanted to pay for something she bought from BFC. HartaNasional has investment stakeholdings in BFC. I just said normally, "..we get your cheque and once the cheque clears, we'll send you the mechandise...". Little did i know she was the finance director and then complained to my managing director that i insulted her by stating that we would have to wait for the cheque to clear before sending the merchandise over.Wow. talk about making a mountain out of a molehill. She was just short of asking me to light up some candles in front of her potrait and asking me bow to her

This is the fault of the company I am in right now. The middle management and the directors are all power starved and itching to kick each others ass. I dont know if the head of this company,henceforth referred to as Whitetop, knows his staff is like this. No credibility at all.

In memory : Chuck the cat

2005-03-16T14:34:00.000+08:00

I got a call from my mom this afternoon. Her voice was shaky. But I think she was trying to stifle her sadness. She told me the cat that had been freeloading at our house (aptly named Chuck coz someone 'Chuck'ed him at our house) was knocked down by a vehicle...i'm not gonna say 'moving vehicle' just to prove I'm specific coz i dont see how a stationary vehicle could kill a cat (unless its Stephen King's Christine). Hard to imagine my mom was the same person who said "Outlah you stupid !@#$%! cat!!!"

Its sad how one day I was actually pushing that boneless cat out the front door and the next day, he's fodder to some lalang. That cat was obviously someone's cat and left for dead maybe because he's a genetic accident from crossing between a pig and cat.

He showed up one night and we wondered who's cat was he and why would anyone want to throw a beautiful cat away. But when he gulped down a dollop of Friskies (like the way some people gulped down the claim terrorists attacked because they hated freedom), we knew why he was shown the door.

During his stay, he had tried to bully a more senior cat at our house, Nikki (who was a spayed female cat). Nikki has always been (forgive the pun ) a scardy cat, running away at the drop of a hat and prefers to hide rather than put up a fight. That may be also the reason why she has been the longest surviving cat in our house. So next time anything happens,run so you can live to run another day.

One theory is that Nikki probably took out a contract on Chuck.

So Chuck, like so many other cats who come and go through our cat orphange home and whose nine lives ran out on them, I hope life is better for you on the other side. I hope you get all the Friskies you want to eat and female cats are ready for you everytime you have the itch in your furry pants...

Adios Muchachos!!

2005-02-24T18:31:00.000+08:00

I think I should blog this while I still have this in my memory. One day I might laugh at this...

2 years ago, back in August 2003, I had this tiff with my ex best friend, lets call him Mr Priciple. He was supposed to show up at KLCC one night but he didnt, in return making me wait for an hour by myself PLUS not answering his calls.

So fine, as I was near Bangsar, he calls to apologize with no justifiable reason. Being angry as I was, I dismissed the whole incident and maybe let myself cool down for awhile.So I slept just hardly thinking about the whole thing.

The next morning was a Saturday. Usually I would pull off a Rip Van Winkle on weekends sleeping till 12 in the afternoon but that was hardly the case. I was rudely awakened by a call from one of Mr Principle's friend asking me if I wanted to be a member of her society or something. I just said I'll get back (which i did by honestly saying i was disinterested, unlike some other people who pretended they were interested just to make contacts).

First of all, Mr Principle knows I sleep late on weekends but somehow he has this habit of doing the very same thing nearly every weekend. Somehow I always forgive him since I figured he was a few peas short of a pod.Second of all he knows I find it very rude when people give my number away and when I told Mr Principle off, he responded as though he was doing me a favor by saying in an SMS "I dont gain anything by introducing you to anyone, I do it as concerned friend". Hey, if you think you're doing me such a great favor and it bothers you, then dont do it you moron!!!

Over the next few days, my issue was that if he didnt feel like doing something for a friend, dont do it. But seeing his arguments, alot of old history came up and i saw a person i never thought i saw. Alot of his dissatisfaction with me was swept under the carpet and now the dirt was bigger than Gunung Tahan.

Some people change. They could have been your buddy from the time you were a kid up to the time you grow up, but they change. Priorities change and materialism sets in. Friendships deteriorate.

There were times when I thought that maybe the friendship could be saved, but when he and his family didnt turn up at my wedding, I knew it was a waste of time. You think that all this time, you had been there for a friend who you thought of as your brother and for one night he couldnt put his differences aside. But anyway, its a good thing things like this happen or you wouldnt know who the real person is. I remember the emails we exchange and his arguments were of petty little differences missing the whole point i.e I mentioned that I was always happy to see him well off after he calls me to tell me of his experience staying at the Ritz Carlton, he retorts by saying "Its not the Ritz Carlton, its JW Marriot".Right Mr Principle..very mature.

So the moral of the story is friends, when a friendship or relationship goes bad, don't fret. Its probably a blessing in disguise. I had nothing to lose. I dont have to travel all the way from Subang to KL just because he invites me for lunch and expects me to be there anymore. I dont have to put up with all the silly little phone calls with silly questions as though I was his private secretary anymore. I dont have to listen to all his stories about who is who, what they earn and what car they drive anymore.

The Complexities of Inferior Complex

2005-02-24T18:21:00.000+08:00

About 2 weeks back, I had to drive back to my parents house. My dad needed to buy a laptop for him to use in China and he needed me to help him buy one. So off I went. Left my house from Damansara to Cheras. All was well until I was at Phoenix Plaza which was about ...what 3 km from my parents home.

I was driving and i noticed this Mercedes S (an old 1990 something) class was driving furiously fast as though he had eaten something wrong in Jalan Masjid India and the smell of his car would forever change if he didn't get to a toilet on time. Hey, thats fine with me but oddly enough, this guy cut in front of me and decided to move at the same speed I was and as dark as it was behind my shades I could see the driver looking back through his rear view mirror. He wore glasses and somehow, oddly enough, I kinda recognized the glasses, but I thought 'Naahhhhh'.

In my mind, there was this suggestion " Don't tell me its Mr Principle" (not his real name)trying to show off that he has bought a Merc and he has 'made it'. Then again my mind went 'Naaahhhh'.

So here we are, me trailing behind this Merc, who puts signals at every bend. I do know Mr Principle doesnt do that in the past as he explains "What for? I have nooo time.." ( also hogging fast lanes ). At some junction I make a right and he goes straight forward only to meet at another intersection as though he was waiting for me there. I stopped to give him way, because rightfully, it was his way. He waved his hand as though to say 'After you..'.I stood my ground and gestured my hand as though to say 'Noo..after you, I insist. You're a big shot.'.

I did get a look and even though he was dark and I was behind glasses, I guess I was right. It was him. That made me feel very sad rather than envious (as he was trying to get me to feel). What was he trying to prove? It only proved that he had an inferior complex acting that way. In all our years of friendship, did he feel that he was more inferior to me when I actually thought he was an equal?

I treat everyone as equals. Somehow I think thats my problem, so my wife says when I'm concerned about my maids welfare.

To Mr Principle,good for you. Happy that you made it where you are.Happy for you yes, impressed? No....Sad to say your wife in the next seat was crouching so she wouldnt be seen with you acting the way you were...hahahaha

In the face of adversity...

2005-01-15T05:01:00.000+08:00

Its been over a month since i last wrote anything here. There are times when you come across something and you tell yourself "I have to write that down in my blog!!", then when you get back to your desk, your mind deletes everything else and starts surfing for porn. Sad..I know.

Its been busy. I have just moved out and into my new home. Its empty at first, but part of the fun is slowly filling it up with things that characterize you and the ones you love. Slowly, your house becomes a home and theres a sense of relief when you stop your car in front of your gate knowing your son and wife are inside. All that stress might be worth it after all.

Thousands (or even millions) of people are not as fortunate however.Sometimes when we have it so bad, we should reflect at the things we have rather than NOT have.

On the 26th Dec, a great earthquake struck the Indonesian region triggering killer tsunami's wiping over a hundred thousand people with it.It makes you rethink about your faith.It makes you humbled at the power of God and how precious human life is. It makes you cherish your loved ones while they are still around and never to take them for granted for they could be gone tomorrow.

It is sad and very devastating to see men, women and especially children perishing in such a natural tragedy.Your perception changes if you have a kid yourself. Suffer as you might, but it would take death before you would see any harm done to your child or anyone you love.

In the face of such tragic adversity, it touches me to see that humans will go through great lengths to save their brother man in any way they can.

Sadly, it takes such a catastrophic tragedy for humans to forget their differences and help one another and chances are, we'll be forgetting the lessons this tragedy has taught us in time to come. Some people have the nerve to capitalize on this issue like asking the daily papers how much is the minimum donation that enables them to have their picture published. Reminds me of some people I once knew. Luckily I dont associate myself with that kind anymore.

Boy bands: Talentless

2004-12-15T05:44:00.000+08:00

Yesterday, I was in the car with my UEP (Not Sime UEP, but as in Usual Eating Partner..nothing homosexualish okay...just makan-makan buddy). I was in a good mood, until this tune came over the radio and ruined my whole fuckin day.

It was a new rendition of Sting's song called 'Fields of Gold' by some lily-livered-penis-loving boy band. I could only think it was Westlife as they're the only ones who don't have enough talent to come up with their own songs except for some cheesy radio friendly tunes like 'Flying without wings'.

Now, when will we ever wake up from this boy band phenomenon? I thought we had enough already. I remember most of those boy bands such as A1, Backstreet Boys (or BSB as their fans would call them) ,O-town etc etc. They go way back since the days of New Kids on the Block came into existence. 5 pretty boys brought together by Maurice Starr who knew he could capitalize on the stupidity of teenage girls. I remember telling one of the girls in my class who had NKOTB pics on the back of her folder "Man..New Kids don't really have talent..all they can do is sing..(if they can sing..) and dance...". Conveniently she replied in defence as what all girls would reply when their favourite stars are put in the light of day for what they really are. "Aww...you're just jealous". Hey girls...where are they now?????

If anything I would have to say I do respect some boybands like Boyzone. At least you can say that Ronan Keating has some mentionable talent that he writes and produces his own songs. There you see? I am not jealous...think girls...think...."substance over style please".

Malaysian Drivers Episode I: The Driving Menace

2004-12-09T09:33:00.000+08:00

Hmm..couldn't quite wake up this morning. My brain was awake but somehow my eyes didn't seem to agree. Long gone are the days where you couldn't sleep cause you had too much sleep. Miss those bachelor days sometimes...pros and cons...haha...

Every morning is a struggle to get to work. Why? Traffic .

Sometimes I wonder how some people got their licence.What the hell is JPJ up to these days??? Sometimes I wonder if their cars were fitted with signal/indicator lights or are they
optional accessories.

Conveniently some of these morons will just cut into your lane as though it was their God given right to cut you off. Fricking morons!! Listen guys and gals, if God intended you to cut off without a signal, he would have stated it somewhere in one of the holy books.

I bet if Malaysians had chance to own guns, we'd have only three quarters of our population today, which actually a good thing because according to the theory of 'Evolution of Road Idiots' , nature (or gun totting motorists in this case) would naturally eliminate road-idiots!

Then theres the issue with women drivers. Sorry ladies don't mean to be sexist but why do you need powerful cars for? Ladies driving BMW's at 80km/h on the fast lane?? Whats that all about?? Give me your car. Take my God forbidden Wira 1.5. I'll show you how its done. Heres a tip for all Malaysian's

Left lane = slow cars
Right lane = Get outta the fucking way if you're going less than 100km/h

Simple right? Lets hope everyone keeps it that way.

A new beginning

2004-12-08T12:43:00.000+08:00

Hello all. Hmm...a close friend started his blog recently and I guess I just followed. Call me a wanker but hey, if everyone is doing it, why not me.

Boring day today. I have this hyperactive boss who is always on my ass...(luckily she's a lady or else I'd be in deep s**t...or my s**t would be deep in..either way..its not good.)

I started a blog somewhere else, but I if I knew where I started it, I wouldn't be calling it 'somewhere else'.Somehow over time you lose interest and have no time...so with this new job, I guess I have lotsa time.

I've made quite a few chat friends of which 80% don't know what they want. Explain more of this later. Hmm..lunch....hungry...me eat now.