Fashion T.R.O.U.B.L.E!!!

I‘m feeling a little fashionable today, I was thinking of buying a long sweater with some pattern to suit with my working cloths or even a long sleeve t-shirt with thick horizontal lines. However, speaking of being a fashion addict, my wallet wasn‘t up to it just yet. Hmm, speaking of sweater, I think I will be hot to death if I‘m wearing it in Malaysia. Maybe I will go for some dark brownish khakis instead. Can‘t be bother with it though. Man, after my dreadful meeting last few days, now I have to go to another so-called event to guide the users how to use the system which me and colleagues been developing all this while and the worst part was, I have to wear their official cloths for this product. It is pink-purplish in colored and it spells trouble in fashion history. My goodness, when I wear that hideous t-shirt, I felt like I‘m working in a grape-fruit juice factory. I don‘t know whether I will be able to survive this torture. Why? What did I do to deserve this kind of treatment? Maybe I will wear some shade to cover my face. Hopefully I won‘t bump into somebody I knew. Have mercy on me.

Multi-Tasking!!!

My life is getting what we would usually call “SHITTY”. Now I‘m stuck in the middle of an important meeting which have no what so connection with me. When I was hired as a programmer, I wasn‘t that sure that was the road I wanted to choose. However, as the road goes by, I got fond of it and although I‘m not any super-programmer, but at least I‘ve improve during the month. I find it funny, because being a programmer and working for almost a year, the one thing that I learn was, nothing is what it seems. I may be a programmer, but I‘m also graphic designer, tester, self-declare admin, and now a standby person for presentation. Some multi-tasking job I have…bummer! My colleague told me this is a good opportunity being exposed to all this kinds of thing. However, the one thing that really de-motivates me was, I didn‘t get any credit for anything I did and the worst was I think that my job can be easily done by any of my colleague. It is like asking 23 years old to solve an equation of 1 + 1 = 2. To me, I don‘t really find this as challenging as I wanted it to be. My other colleague too as a programmer, but they just focus mainly on programming. Even though I did some programming, it would seem that people wouldn‘t think I did it until I start complaining about it. When the project is a success, my colleague will be there standing shining like some power people, and my name won‘t be up there with them but when there is some shitty work like documentation or preparation, my name will always be up. I really hate it and I find it insulting in many ways. Never for once that, had I felt being part of the team. The meeting is still on, and I however, stuck here writing this blog. PLEEEAAASSSEEE finish fast. I want to go back my desk and start doing my shitty work. BUMMER!

Guys and Underwear!!!

The other day, after work and extremely tired, I entered my house and my living room was a mess. At first thought, “Stupid cat must be messing with the garbage“ or something. Just when I got to my room, and straight to my toilet, I noticed that my bath tub was extremely dirty. As I looked up the ceiling, I notice one of my ceilings wooden boards was half opened. I was freak out and quickly checked on my window and all of it was lock tight. I thought of burglar, but the weird thing was, none of my stuff was gone. I got even curious. The guard couldn‘t find any foot print or any sign of the burglar. That night I couldn‘t sleep at all and thanks to that, I got a pair of extremely big dark circle the next day. I explain to my colleagues what happened but the only reaction I got from all my male colleague was “Is you underwear missing?“ I couldn‘t help but think how pervert they all are. That night after work, afraid of going back, I went to find some of my old friends to do some catch up. Again, I told them about the incident and again, ironically, all the male friend start asking me whether my underwear was missing. Eventually, I got curious with guys and underwear and to prove my theory correct, I called up another male friend and told him the situation and yet, they ask me whether my underwear is missing. So what with male and underwear? In situation like this, have I been misinformed or have I missed the class of “what should guy react in situation like this” that underwear play an important role in here. Until now, I‘m still curious about the burglar and definitely what is the connection between guys and underwear. WEIRD!!!

Back to where we come from!!!

The end of a road is a new beginning for another road, so I heard. I was packing my stuff from my office table and I find it ironic that I will somehow miss this place. For the pass four months, me and my colleague was devastated when we were thrown to somewhere else to work on a project. Back then, none of us was happy about it. Called us naive, because being a fresh graduate and just got in to a company where our own status could jeopardize any time, most of us just trying our best to fit in. However, it never occur to us that moving to this new place actually bring all of us closer together as friends instead of a team. Finally, the project finished and we were ordered to go back to our main office. The moment I look across my table, I can sense all of my colleagues having a hard time leaving this place too but we just pack and just smile and cherish the moment. Back to where we came from, we were welcome by some of the new faces, some familiar faces and most importantly, faces that I still remember as friends. However, we all knew that when we go back, nothing will be the same again. It‘s been 3 days back at the office and I was bored to death. I offer my colleague to help on his module and end up; I have to work on the weekend. Not that I mind working but let‘s called it itchy backside. However, being back and nothing seem to be the same again, well at least the gossiping and bitching about my other useless colleague still remain unchanged and I hope it stay. At least it relief tension and improve our productivity to 500%... Just Kidding…

To Luv or NOT to Luv...

That magical moment, or that sudden spark and just when you knew it, love is in the air. People often say “You just knew it“ but I knew the fact that from observation and real fact report that people end up breaking up after “I love you“ or even getting divorce after “I do“. In the modern society, “Love” doesn‘t mean anything but just plain word that easily spoke and easily takes back. People say you will felt it, but how do we know it is the correct feeling? Is it worth trusting our heart knowing that it might somehow betray you? We all can‘t expect our love life be some fairy tale where the knight in shining armor rescue a beautiful princess and live happily ever after. That prince have horse and palace, what do we have? A lousy car with monthly installment and exclusive dinner that men have to worry about to impress the girls. How about women, they probably spend tons of money and hour trying to look good on their date but not some lousy princess in the fairy tales that sleep for 100 years and still look good without mascara or even foundation. Back to the question, what do love mean? Does it mean that until a certain age, do we just let open our door and accept whoever walks in? Was it worth finding a person that loves you more than you love that person? Anyway, love is some kind of drug that lead people to do silly thing, nasty thing and some; it might lead to obsession and violence. In a world where nowhere is safe anymore, is it safe to even try to love?

Merdeka!!!

Finally, after 8th month of non-stop working, I finally have the chance to go back hometown for merdeka holiday..hehe

Beleive it or not, this is Sungai Petani, Kedah Clock Tower
Can't beleive i am finally back to this old town. Kind of miss it and i was surprise how my town develope itself all this year. It is a big improvement.
Anyway, the reason why my town called Sungai Petani is because of this dirty river. Since young, i never quit understood why they name it after this ugly river. Probably only fungus live down there. Seriously, look how dirty it is. Can't be bother with it right now. so, i was back at my hometown and the one thing i miss the most is DIM SUM..MY FAV...

My mum was shock cos i eat more than 20 plates and it is damn cheap also compare to Kuala Lumpur. Not only that, my holiday, i actually killing myselve with food...load of foods. Speaking of nice food, my hometown have this Korean restaurant and beleive me, it is Korean. The people cant even talk proper english or even mandarin or anything. We could only point at the picture in the menu to tell them what we want

This is some set we order, it is pork and it is SMOKEY…very NICE…recommended!!! and blended with nice mixture of the vege and the leaf stuff. Anyway, Merdeka celebrate our country independant and what could i say, for merdeka, i celebrate the independant of my stomach..haha..HAPPY MERDEKA DAY!!!