the end

another year has gone by, man that was fast...

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year everyone!!!

(if that is remotely possible)

hmmm...

so finally i'm a confirmed employee of Flextronics, just got it last week friday.

my boss says she is more than satisfied with my performance, almost impressed. though i know my performance is slumping. i can see myself going down the drain and i can say two possibilities;

1. drained
2. bored

neither is good.

worst still if i'd went with option 3. drunk. been heavy on the bottle lately. so last night i did another all nighter and just showed up to work suprisingly instead of feeling moody, i'm all chirpy and excited to go get some.

weird, i'm not a morning person......

bachelor villa

this finding a nice apartment to live in is a little tricky business eh?

i guess you guys know i'v moved out from my place in Melawati and moved in Subang. this place of mine well at first when i saw the place i loved it (dunno why). i guess i fooled by the view and the environment of the place. but tell you the truth the place sucks.

the other tenant has the place and he has kept it in really bad condition. so i'm moving out, again.

found this really nice place in Subang as well, this one is really cool and this time the whole place is mine, MUAHAHAHA...

you know what this means right? bachelor party!!!!

(Taking a deep breath)

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.......!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

confirmation...

it my confirmation period next week.

and now is the time people wanna test you to see if you'll break. i guess thats why i've been really really busy for the past two weeks. but i think i've proven i'm unbreakable (we're not talking health wise). i know i can handle pressure better than anyone else. i bitch and i complain but i can take it. to be exact, pressure keeps me on the edge, more competetive, so i get things done more effective and efficient.

speaking of efficiency...

Overall Equipment Efficiency (OEE) is a huge thing in the manufacturing world. it a way to measure how well the company is suing their investments (man and machine). to be honest to you, i really expected a company like mine to have already implemented this back in the early 2000. guess what, they're just starting. the one thing i'm really impressed with this company is that it is a giant and usually giants are afraid/hesitant of change, but not this giant. man things change within weeks, i'm talking manufacturing concepts, which a certain organization has come to grow into, all this are ever changing. i guess now i know why this company focuses on more change motivation trainings for their employees.

heahehae...

dieded

not good....

i opened the create post window and starred at it for 10 minutes and didn't know what to say. sometimes i think i'm losing my mind. i just sit and don't say or do anything, worst still my mind isn't like thinking about anything either.

maybe i'm being possessed by some brain killing demonic wave?!

Show me the, FRIDAYYYYYYY....

it's true eh, if you compare the people on a monday to on a friday, there is so much difference. i tell you man, the mondays blues is more like a disease and TGIF is like the cure at the end of the week.

never really understood all this when people like my dad used to talk about it, now i know;

'i'm a working adult'

*puke puke puke.....

gooooooooooooooooood morning

remember that line where Robin Williams goes;

'gooooooooooooooooooood morning Vietnam....'

good movie man, good movie. but if today i see anyone coming up to me and even trying to do something like that, he/she is gonna feel the wrath oh my back hand!

bad morning, nothing specific, just a bad morning, cause i had to get up on a day i wanted to sleep in, nuff said.

now i have Ben E. King's Stand By Me, going on repeat...

sheets, unfolded...

i went home last night and saw my bed was not made and i knew i'm missing a woman in my life. not that i'm saying it's a woman's job to fix the bed, but usually they do it automatically, unlike us guys who need to be told.

again,

not that i like my bed to be made, i prefer a messy bed but then sometimes a clean, made, crisp sheet does make a difference and oh i dunno whats my point already...

give me back my ice water.

what's your morning routine when you get in the office?

when i first joined, i was new, so i'd do whatever the rest did. then i was in Sanyo Project, so the only i thing i did was to think about what to do. eventually as i got more and more comfortable with work, my routine became making my milo, getting my iced water and eating my breakfast.

and today,

THEY TAKE AWAY MY ICED WATER, ARRGGHHHH...!!!

i really need a vacation already la, getting tensed for little things already.

in which company have you heard, that an Industrial Engineer is incharge of work instruction translation?! this company the IE is also the PE. to my knowledge, and IE yes is the process designer, but it should end there, once bought off it should belong to the PE. an IE's role is for headcount allocation, timestudy, line balancing, capacity, layout and finally improvements. i think the work load here is a little too much. not that we're not managing but i don't think we should be doing other peoples tasks.

oh my god, i've started bitching about this job too! thats not a good sign now, is it?

Runaway Train

today is Sarah's last paper and tomorrow she'll be going back to JB. well it's been a great season again. a season of rampaging dinners and bloatedness, hehahae. will miss you and goodluck for the exams. from now on, the hair on my arms are save. you just remember, you deserve to be happy, live and let die is the best way...

you know what, i think i really need a vacation. i need to recharge my battery. i can sense i'm running low on fuel and thats usually not a good thing. demotivation creeping up on me.

which level do you fit in?

in this world there are many levels of people, i'm talking about understanding wise. if i went and talked about Manufacturing Ideologies to an accountant, i'd get my ass kicked by him. same thing if someone walked up to me and talked about quantum physics, i'd be a monkey in a chinese market, dead and ready to be served.

i'm just wondering, in a multinational organization, do the upper level management understand this? cause they are so result orientated that lose focus about the kind of people they're managing. we had this saying in my previous working experience;

'don't ask an operator to do an engineer's job'

so the question is now, who's gonna tell the management this?

What's the most exciting thing you did last?

remember this question? so i asked myself, and i got a very very uncomfortable asnwer;

'i recently switched from briefs to boxers'

who knew, a matter of having more space to roam (move) made so much difference. i should say i find it more, what's the word; naked with boxers, briefs felt like i was clothed, concealed, whatever.

i feel exposed...

uh ohhh....

i knew this was coming, i got up this morning and went;

'oh man, do i have to go in today?'

thats always a bad sign when it comes to work. someone asked me how long do i plan to stay in the company, me being the ever ready for questions like this said, until i consider myself experienced or until the day they wont have me anymore.

i need to find ways to make my work interesting, i need to find new challenges and raise the stakes a little. honestly it's a little hard, coming to work and having to not think about stuff that goes on in my life. the perfect balance has been absent in my soul for a long time and nopw with new complications, i tell you, i sense a storm ahead.

gotta go find my raincoat, soon...

the title contention

it's been a good season, i've driven some excellent races. fact; i've even won a few of them. my most memorable was at the banked corner going pass two other rivals.

but there come a time in every racers career to sit back and say, this GP is definitely not mine, lets try and finish the race in the points and maybe help the drivers title contention not slip away. you know sometimes when you have to take your foot of the pedal, just to avoid from hitting the wall of champions, and right then you see a rival go pass you. it hurts, it hurts so badly. and at times you'd say i'd rather hit the wall.

i'm heading for a wall and i've decided to lift my foot from the pedal. it hurts cause i know i lost this race all by myself.

so much for my predetorial instincts,

pwuttycat...

the adventures of captain cavemen

is responsibility a good thing?

a twelwe year old asked me the other day, would i rather be a kid or an adult? a kid, anytime of the day man.

responsibility suck, big time...

have you ever felt that sometimes, sorry, that everytime you think you've found something good, it tend to threatens you that it might slip away from your grasp? how do you hold on to it? and don't give me that crap answer;

'let it go, if it was meant to be, blah blah blah.....'

damn, the cavemen didn't have so much complications in life did he? imagine the life, i was somehow transported back into the past? i'd get a deckchair and bask in the sun...create fire and choose whichever mate i want, just drag her into the cave with me. then one fine day get eaten by a sabertooth tiger. yeah man, that's the life...

all is fair in love and war

lately a lot of people have beeen questioning me about my tattooes. well one in particular, one which most people wouldn't really understand as to why i got it and what it symbolize to me today.

my love story is definitely a tear jerker but as all love story goes it has to end somewhere. have i moved on? i don't quite know. am i okay with everything? i don't qiute know either. will i survive? i honestly don't know...

which raises the question, what do i know?

in short, i know i like this special someone and i'm finding it barely tolerable that i still haven't had the oppurtunity (or guts, call it what you want) to walk up to her and and just plant one on her cheeks. then ofcourse i'd be answering the eternal question of all men;

'Do i still got it, after all these years?'

yeah yeah yeah, i can hear that one odd voice out there, going;

'what if she really doesn't want what you want?'

we count our losses and move on (kapoow). who knew i'd be saying this. and i have another question for myself, in all my persuits i've been unmerciful and unforgiving, worst still, unremorseful. so why, (oh for FUCKS SAKES) why have i been taking this persuit so carefully and sssooo slowly. where's that predetorial instinct that i've been recognized with? has the almighty lion turn into a helpless pussycat?

i tawd i twaw i pwuttycat? i did, i did twaw i pwuttycat....

Product of Modern Day Society

not exactly a Jessica Elba look alike but what the hell.

the big fat boy

auch....

i'm bloated like a balloon and for the next one week i can only eat liquid food, arrrggghh, only porridge ah?! die lorrr...

actually my tummy has been acting on me for weeks but i guess past two days training at crown plaza has just made it worst, FREE BUFFET FOOD.

aiyo aiyo aiyo, and this just after me quoting to a friend, 'the route mens heart is thru his tummy'.

NATO

whhooo hooo..

i get my car cd player back today, finally i get some music in my ride.

eh, thats all i have to say today ah? oh wait, got...

yesterday i was in one of the worst meetings i've been to in my entire working life, i saw 4 top guns of the organization playing pin ball with one another with decisions, ending up back where we started in the first place. i dunno la, but if i was the top dawg around here, i'd be like, okay, you do this, you get me this, i want to see this, this, this and this. it was the greatest NATO (No Action Talk Only) show i've ever seen. in some ways i'd say this company needs an Anthony Manimaran, my former CEO, he was a one man show who not only knew how to talk, but he walked the walk as well. when he needed to be, he was directive and then sometimes he was participative.

sheeesshhh...

Every Man Bleeds Just Like Me

this morning i have the urge to just sing out loud, 'Only God Knows Why' by Kid Rock, dunno why, don't ask why...

i was thinking whether or not it was a good idea to get my tattoo on my neck, i'm not doubting if it'll look good, i'm sure it will but how will change the way i look. already with both my wrist tattoed i have so many eyes going straight for the tattoo instead...

whoa, did i just gave shit about what others think?

back from DeepaRaya

i hope no one is drunk on rendang and murukus...

i hate long holidays, everyone comes back either completely not in the mood to work, or really hyped up to work. worst still, suddenly you have the office jerk, whom everyone hates becoming Mr. Friendly with everyone. not that any of this has happened as of today, just thought i had to state the obvious, hehahea

i'm still thinking if there is an office jerk (or is he reading my blog?!)

22 Oct - 22 Nov

a dangerous time for me. you know what i just realized, almost all the women i've ever dated in my life were Scorpios'. no shit...worst of all my best friend also scorpio, i wonder whether i'm the magnet for scorpios or is it that i'm the one who is more attracted to scorpios?

you know what this tells you la, i've one too many scorpion stings in my life, am i immune already? i doubt it though...

anyways,

today i thought of getting my tattoo done, wanna see if the place is open, i'll post the pictures tomorrow. unless ofcourse i pass out from the pain, heahehae...

Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri

just had lunch at my boss' place, damn that was some really tasty lemang and rendang. did you know it takes 6 hours to make ketupat? i wonder if i get the recipy how to make rendang off mt boss, will my mom actually allow me to cook beef in the house? i guess i'll be the slaughtered cow.

damn, now that i'm all pigged out, just don't feel like doing any work.

celebrating the holidays in KL is a whole lot better that balik kampung eh? no crowd, more car parks and best of all the sales are still on in the malls! even better if your parents balik kampung and you get the whole house to yourself..wait, what am i saying, i live out already, heahehahe...

simply breath taking...

from 10th all the way up to 5th in 3 laps, then back to last and demolish everyone till 4th. once he has proven why he is still one of the best drivers on the track. we will defintely miss the Michael Magic moments.

well deepavali or diwali, call it what you want has come and gone, now wake me up when 2006 is over.

Who stole my Muruku?!

how do you tell someone you like them, without jeorpadising the relationship you already have with them?

WAIT ONE MINUTE?!

people used to come to me for advice like this, what has happened to the oldbastard. oh yeah, thats obvious, he became DeadMan Walking, sigh...

and yes Ric, the 'Don't shit and eat at the same place' phrase did cross my mind but thanks anyways.

Pixar's

i slept off really early last night but eventually got up somewhere around midnight and with nothing to do. lucky me i had 'The Incredibles' downloaded on my hardisk, so sat and watched.

sometimes you do ask yourself eh? i dunno about you guys, where is my Mr./Mrs. Incredible? i miss being held, the comfort of your partners loving gesture telling you she missed you....

Wooookay, time to focus on work.

piglet at it again...

remember how i was saying that living outside will actually help me lose weight, since my mom won't be there to stuff me and plus the food will never taste like mommy's cooking, i was WRONG....

last night a colleague of mine and myself went for dinner at this place in Subang, nice place but seriously, i pigged out, chee chong fun, dry chilly bah ku teh and a tall glass of lyche.

I'M A PIG, i have an eating disorder, help meeeee........

sunday blooms

so living by myself is not so bad, one week has gone and i have no complains. wait what the hell am i saying? i lived outide of the country for a year, then in melacca for another half a year, what's this reporting about how living alone?!

okay, so the holidays i'll be working..should be double pay right?! more money for Guinness, MUAHAHAHAHA....

TGIF

To Grief It's Friday part II

tomorrow gotta take my car to Toyota, getting my headlamps replaced. finally after so long i manage to get time to go change it, better late than never. my warranty is ending in a years time.

yaaaaayyy.....

tomorrow i get to eat home cooked food. actually this living by myself is a good way to lose weight. not that i don't eat but atleast i don't pig out like i do at home, breakfast, then brunch, then got lunch, then lunchen, then tea, the pre-dinner, then dinner, then post dinner, then supper, then late supper, then later supper, then latest supper...damn i have an eating disorder!

piglet signing out for the week.

damn, haven't even seen Ric & Shenn in ages...

snooze...

now that i live near by i actually get to sleep longer, figurative i don't have much to do at nights as well, so i turn in early as well...but i feel i have a harder time getting up for work now than before?!

i watched a program on Discovery once and it was about the greates inventions ever, at number one was the remote control, i think if they had a program of the worst inventions ever i'd have to go with the snooze function on our alarms. it's the devil i tell you, the DEVIL...

to work is constipating...

to play is devine

from one end of the world...

to the other end.

in case you were wondering what i'm talking about, i've moved out. yeah yeah, i guess it was about time to grow up and all, independent as Marshall puts it. reason behind me actualling moving out is the damn freaking petrol fare man, then there's the freaking toll fare!! and don't get me started on the traffic...

i know i'll miss my mom's cookings, her delicious breakfast which i am gonna pass up every morning, damn..well we all have to give up the things we love sometime. it sucks but it's all good..

i've moved to USJ 12, so even now i live far far far away from everyone, i guess i'm destined to be the outlander.

I Would Walk 500 Miles

by The Pet Shop Boys

When I wake up, yeah I know Im gonna be,
I'm gonna be the man who wakes up next to you
When I go out yeah I know Im gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who goes along with you
And If I get drunk, yes I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who gets drunk next to you
And if I haver whatever that means
I'm gonna be the man who's havering to you

But I would walk 500 miles
And I would walk 500 more
To be the man who walked 1,000 miles
To fall down at your door

When I'm working yeah I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who's working hard for you
And when the money, comes in for the work I do
I'll pass almost every penny on to you
When I come home yeah I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who comes back home to you
And if I grow old well I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who's growing old with you

And I would walk 500 miles
And I would walk 500 more
To be the man who walked 1,000 miles
To fall down at your door

Surrender
Surrender

When I'm lonely yes I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who's lonely without you
When I'm dreaming yes I know I'm gonna dream
I gonna Dream about the time when I'm with you
And if I get drunk, yeah I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man that gets drunk next to you
And if I haver, whatever the fuck that means
I'm gonna be the man who havers next you

And I would walk 500 miles
And I would walk 500 more
To be the man who walked 1,000 miles
To fall down at your door

Surrender
Surrender

When I'm lonely, yes I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man whos lonely without you
I'm gonna be the man whos coming home

Cuz I would walk 500 miles
And I would walk 500 more
To be the man who walked 1,000 miles
To fall down at your door

Surrender
Surrender
Surrender

the reign is over

it had to come, was just expecting to end on a high note. Michael Schumacher, whether or not he wins the title this season will alwasy be undoubtedly the best driver to have stepped into the sport. like him or not, the 7time world champion has proven himself time and time again as to why he is capabale of so many things other are not. goodbye Schumi...

what will i do next spring?

TGIF

To Grief It's Friday.....

the skin head gang...

everyone seems to be facinated with my new hairstyle (not that i have any hair left). now we all have to shave our heads, Muahahaha, the botak gang.

so tonight is a friday night..whats there to do? lets go to the sleep club. aiyo what has happen to the hip and happening Rajesvaran Santhana..*a soft squeek from the corner, 'He dieded already...'

tomorrow is gonna be a hot hot hot suzuka man, i can't wait, wish today was saturday, i'd probably just go home, i'm so bored at work right now, i should just do that. If Schumacher wins tomorrow, there ain't nothing anyone can do to stop him, i bet you this is gonna be emotional. the man has already won what 6 or 7 japanese GP's.

i was thinking i should go get my barcode tattoo soon, the empty head would definetely make it stand out..just hope the gang doesn't scan and masterpack me to Vodafone.

later...

smoke clears, i still smell lager

so the dust has settled in the mezzaninne floor...

if you cought my drift we've shifted to our new crappy office, well actually besides the cramped up space, and just the way the office looks, all in all, (okay okay, i'm stalling) it's not so bad la. i think because my section manageed to secure the end of the office (thanks, Jason), we're secluded and free from morons.

jeeezzz,

i haven't been a very good blogger. either i got no time or i'm negleting my duties as a blogger, lets stick to no time, okay...

hey anyone realized it's already Oct, and there goes 2006.

My Cubical

A couple of days back I was listening to the radio on my way to work and there was this very good topic the DJ's were talking about, 'Invasion of Space'. Which got me thinking la, how important in my office cubical?

Lets see now, in an organization where everything is all about money, how important is the human capital? How does an organization say; 'hey, good job, thank you...' just by throwing a lump of money into our bank accounts? giving us additional few words to add to our designation, such as 'Section' Manager, 'Senior' Engineer, 'Managing' Director, 'Head' of Department? Is that it, is that all? Years ago, I can't remember but I think it was Henry Fayol, one of the fathers of management said a simple pat on the back saying thanks, goes further than cash.

So back to my question how important is my Cubical? It is a form of recognition that the organization gives you. Hey, this is your space, you've earned it, and this 5 square feet is yours. your personal belongings, your pictures, your inspirations, your lunch time run-away spot, a place you can sit and call the wife or girlfriend and say 'I love you' without morons listening over, it is yours to do whatever (within the labor law, of course) you want. It is a place to call home away from home. We bring stuff from home just to make our cubicles some what homely and to have that taken away from us is unjust. Don’t you feel you wanna come back to your cubical from a crappy day in the production floor, and see your poster of your favorite football team on your cubical wall, or the pictures of your family and your dogs on it, don’t you think we deserve to indulge this simple human spirit during the spare time we have. Have I not performed enough to be entitled for this space, which we call My Cubical?

Then again there is the question of favoritism. Some employees get this space and some of us don’t, we just get a desk with 3 dumb drawers? I wanna know who is the guy sitting up there, who is saying, that the Planners, the Program Management, the Accounts people the IT department get to sit in a nice square cubical, a space for them to call their own. What farce is this? They get to come in to a nice beautiful office, but we have to sit in place which looks like a warehouse for where people store drywall?

So what is it? People in accounts have earned their 5 square feet space? Why? Just cause he manages the numbers? The Program Management people get the 5 square feet space because they are so good at taking our data and presenting to upper level management? Or the Planners, just because they’re planning when the shipment goes out, they get a space of their own? So what, we engineers who spend the whole damn day sometimes in the production floor, sweating and bleeding for the organization don’t deserve to come back to nice space we call our own? Wasn’t it us who spend our times doing Kaizen (Continuous Improvements, for those of you who don’t know) trying to save space and money and process improvements for the company to achieve its goals? Aren’t we the ones trying to reduce to reduce headcount which the company is paying for? Aren’t we the ones sitting down all day at times analyzing our process just to fool prove it. You walk down to the production floor, you can see us sitting on the floor trying to hook up stuff for production to run, testing and simulating our lines. Spend hours trying to re-layout the floor so the company can save money in space, and there they go by taking OUR SPACE AWAY!!! I don’t call this a farce anymore; this is an outrageous act of selfishness! If they guy sitting in Finance deserves a 5 square feet space, so do we, by all mean we deserve it more, because we are Direct Departments of this organization.

You don’t just give an engineer a chair and a desk with drawers and say, this is your cubical, now bring my yield down, improve my process, increase capacity and reduce cost. Ingenuity at its best, sits on a desk, a data entry clerk in Finance gets a cubical?!

Ohhh…the hits just keep ooooon coming;

If I gave the organization cavemen methods to solve their engineering problems, they’d probably fire me but here we are, in the age where technology has surpassed mankind, they give us squatting toilet bowls?! Have we Engineers really under performed for the organization to deprive us the simple comfort of sitting our asses down EVEN WHEN WE TAKE A DUMP??!!! I don’t get this and you know why I love Central Europe? Cause over there people with the hand skill, the Engineers in particular are the most highly respected people, we are the ones with the skill and talent to solve your problems, and yes in Europe if you are an engineer, you are not only highly paid, you are also kept well. I can guaran’damn’tee that there is not going to be a fridge or a microwave in this so call new sitting office for the Engineers? What we now don’t even deserve a cool drink? Then again there probably is a fridge or microwave somewhere in a corner, I wouldn’t know, haven’t really gone through this god forsaken place.

You know, just by giving us a free lunch, doesn’t make it all better!

Michael Schumacher - End of An Era

well it had to end some time or rather.

Michael Schumacher. hate him or love him, undoubtedly the most successful driver in the history Formula One. i hope he ends his last season in style.

cheers mate, for 16 years of my life's greatest moments, i shared with him.

Merdeka...

fuyoo....

my blog also 1 year already, at yet me still a kid with no two front teeth.

no mood to blog anymore ler, like everyday same thing in and out, left and right, dunno what to write anymore already

old, snoring, poor fart...

been busy man, until got no time to blog...

you know this morning i had the worst nightmare;

me, Sarah, Ric and Shenn, go up to this riverside cottage, for a weekend and get stalked by a serial killer, i think Ricardo is the first one he kills and eventually me too. got the dream was sooo bloody. i still have vision of pools of blood everywhere, damn. the only cool thing about it all was i was driving a really big GMC sub-urban, metallic blue, awesome. oh and by the way, the guy who plays the serial killer is WIllie T. Nelson, the guy who played uncle Jesse in the Dukes of Hazard (or just another great country music hero, for those of you who didn't know). oh this should make you wanna kick me, the guy who plays the shefiff, is Roy Scheider, the guy who plays the Police chief in Jaws, and even in my dreams people called him chief Brody. i should sell my dream to Warner Bros. see if they wanna buy it.

i think the fact that Siva, one of my school mates is getting married, frightened the shit out of me, thats why getting nightmares, heahehae. he invited us all to his house last saturday for a bbq and a special announcement, also to give us the invitation card. (very cost savy way to give out invitations btw). so, another one bites the dust.

the night before, me and the guys from work went out for a real good night out. we had dinner at sunway resort, then hit Q-bar till early morning man. the remainder Black Label is now in my cubical...just waiting to quench our thirst mannnn...

work is good, no complains. just turned 26 and all, getting older. need to save up to by that jet-ski and my BMW. how laa weiii?

plus...

I SNORE REALLY BADLYYY! REALLY LOUD...

WTF?

on my way to work this morning, i had to send Sarah to college. so till we reached there she was just sleeping and i was reluctant to turn on my radio, didn't wanna disturb her. i've always been a guy who related music with driving. so eventually without me knowing i had starting humming, which is not a bad thing until ofcourse i realized what i was humming tooooooooooooooooo!

NegaraKu....

the world as i know it, is coming to an end.

blood thirsty

you know we malaysian are one of the most blood hungry people. everytime there is an accident on the road, we'd wanna stop not to help but just to witness a horrific death...

WTF???!!!

you either stop to help or just drive on by, idiotss...

Mel Gibson in rehab

since i have so much free time...

what the hell la...i think William Wallace deserves to get pissed and drive off the road once or twice. whats the big deal? just cause he directed 'Passion of Christ' doesn't mean the guy is god or the guy who wrote the holy grail.

as if no one else has been busted for DUI?

we all wanna be Mad Max once in awhile, don't you think the guy who actualy played the role wouldn't want to as well? aiyo...plus IT'S MEL GIBSON, he could just kill; someone la, dont't really give 2 fucks.

why leave evidence behind..

sometimes there are things, that seem so right, yet it's so god damn wrong..then again sometimes there are things we just don't wanna do, no matter what. or vice versa...okay,i know i have a point coming in all of this...soon, i hope.

damn i'm not as honest as i used to be with this blog, everything was a whole lot easier saying it when you're 13,000 miles away. now it's like you know you're at an arms length.

note to self: watch your back, someone is bound to bitch slap you!

is so wrong to want companionship? or is it so wrong just to want?

starlight cinema anyone?

company dinner..photos, yet to update. great time though, guys we should do this again, without all the aunties from HR. actually some of them *wink wink, i don't mind...

take me to end of my toes

just one of those days (sadly it's been one of those days for 3 years now)...

wouldn't be cool if talked like an irishman, no seriously. i think the coolest way to speak english is if you speak like the irish, not the scots though. sometimes i can't tell the difference but what the hell. i wanna speak like an ulsterman now...

i wanna kick my habit of bitting my nails, you guys should look at my fingers. sometimes even i'm embarrassed at the way it looks, from all the nail nibblings. someone...'someone' once gave me an idea, worked for like a month, then i became a raging nail bitter...

now all i am is a non irish speaking , lonely, nail bitter...

knights of the round table...

the guys at the office are saying that i'm starting to come to wirk earlier and earlier by each day; the only deduction i can come out is, 1 of two things. no.1 either i have started to enjoy working or no.2, i have no choice. i doubt its the first one.

in a day if i have to attend 3 meetings, i'd say the day is already unproductive. i'm not complaining about the free currypuff and coffee (not that i drink coffee) but hey guys, haven't you heard nike say, 'Just Do It' or was it Toyota 'Do It Now'...

ever since i got here i'v seen two guys from my department leave, one yesterday handed in his notice. i'm starting to wonder whether is this an internal issue or just a trend of people jumping jobs. then again there a few senior engineers here who've been here for a few years and i mean a FEW years. so i can't just yet put my finger on it but no doubt i'll grasp it in days to come. there is a things around here where everyone says, no stays in here for more than 2 years, who knows...

life can get good to you, sometimes...

ssssstt...neverland

remember the fairytale where the princess kisses the frog and it turns into prince charming, get this..

a snake, a pitvipet bites me in the foot, i die but the snake dies too. then i turns into a ghila monster. you guys know what a ghila monster is? a gecko with poisons more deadly than snake.

freaaaaky!!!

i'm like now sitting with my legs up in the chair.

i said....peanuts,

not pee on my nuts...

so finally got my voice back today, half way thru the day, sudden;y, 'he speaksss...' ofcourse knowing me, only took 30 minutes before it became 'he has spoken'. iwas so upset when i saw the line. i know one of my biggest flaws is that i am a perfectionist. worst still if its not perfect i just tend to make it worst, just kinda like destroying that which is not perfect.

unfortunately i can't say that about this line, it's my rice bowl (what were the odds of me saying that?). i've learnt the art of biting only what i can chew, baby steps..lets see where this ends. probably right back bitting my ass but what the hell eh...

has anyone not watched 'Take the Lead' yet? wanna watch?

it's all jolly good....hell yeah?

i wanna know my enemy but how, when i am my own enemy.

it has already been one whole month since i started working here and thus far i can say its not all bad. i have some amazing friends here. the team i'm working with, well i csn say, with assurance, have my back covered. and thats very assuring to know. knowing what i am to do that worries me. i have been here a month and i have not done what i am suppose to be doing, and that in a few words or less, SUX...

so much for last weekend being the first i was off, i'm soo sick right now. i came home half day yesterday, thinking a little rest will do me better but i guess not. i'm on medical again today. shit man..thats 3 in a month, not good.

oh well, as long as i'm not faking it or whatever...(wink wink, who knows ehh)

Bombay Inc.

i dunno if it's the saree's or the hot mamasita under all that silk....*slurppp, so anyone wanna go bollywood?

wanna wear pampers ah?

you give them an inch and they want a mile...sound familiar?

some people think that for every job that comes their way, there is an idiot they can push it to. then again i don't blame jack-asses like these, cause as long as there are idiots around people like this will thrive.

i'm sorry, the idiot has left the building, YOU DO YOUR JOB, I DO MY JOB...

seriously la, do you really need an engineer to put tape on the floor as an indication for the layout. seriously, a fucking engineer to do this, a 6 year old can do this laaa. stupidity is a crime and sorry to say, in this plant stupidy reigns.

and the hits just keep oooooon coming.

my old demons are back, boredom...

why is it i get bored of doing something when i do it a few times over? the question that dams me to eternal boredom. its only been a few weeks and i'm bored with the line i'm taking care of already, aiyaaaa....

must find other things to do (cannot tell my boss i'm bored as well, dunno how she'll take it).

later....

it's done and dusted..

Italy now have 4 stars on their jersey, bloody Azurri. Tifossi i don't mind, Azurri i got problem. anyways it was a very good finals though. both of the teams played well and both of them would have deserved the cup. but there has to be a loser. i think the biggest loser would have been Zizu, man what a way to bow out of an illustrious career.

well time we focused on other things in life. husbands start talking back to your wives, employees can finally go to work wihtout the red eyes and zombie look. bookie's can start shooting those who haven't pay up or vice-versa.

(Italy v France in Germany = Ferrari, Frech GP and Michael Schumacher)

can i talk about anything else but sports and work??!

errrmmm...nope

later.

weirdos 101

first page,

okay..my car has one of those window visors, and they 'were' black. now i used the words were because now they are blue?????????????????????????????

some dumb fuck decided the black would look better on his car, so he takes my original TRD window visors and stuck his cheap blue ones onto my car. for fuck sakes la, just steal it and don't do me any favors.

second page,

who bloody works on a sunday, eve of the World Cup finals?

third page

(continuation from page 2) so tomorrow more than half my department is gonna be on a holiday. so my boss looks at me and says 'don't even think about it'. the last 3 world cups i've watched the finals in HRC, i wish i can go tonight, but work beckons. i've been trying to follow this WC and unfortunately i've only like watched a total of 10 or 11 matches. sad but hey, gotta grow up some day.

fourth page,

wadya you know, i'm the star to the musical theme lone ranger and one day i'm gonns be famous and shine like a real star...(comepletely no idea where this is coming from but sounds real)

fifth page,

the end, btw i hope France win tonight.

dey, my grandmother can kick better than that lar!

phases comes in 3, agree? okay, now that i've made that point, time to move onto more presing issues...

Brazil 0 - 1 France

that makes the tally now to France 3 and Brazil 1 on international grounds. now come on, how many people actually thought Brazil would make it to the finals, no seriously how many? the way they've been playing, i mean seriously, there was no Brazilian flare. the 1994 team with Rai, Romario, Bebeto, Leonardo, Dunga and Tafarrel, now that was a true Brazialian Samba boys. these guys are like a bunch completely worned out boys. sad to see them go but hey, nice to see Henry back on the mark.

two huge games next, Germany v Italy and Portugal v France. great for the neutrals, not really for the weak hearted.

next on the sports headlines;

Michael Schumacher and Filipe Massa takes the front row at Indianapolis starting grids. Indy has always been Ferrari's hunting ground. but as usual i'm more interested in seeing how well Alonso is gonna do here. the dude is really on form. it is really amazing to see him attack the track, he is rarely fighting his car for control, like a train on rails. hey don't get me wrong, i'm still tifossi and a huge Schumacher die hard but it's gut gripping to see Alonso's drive. i wish Kimi and Button start to pull a little more weight in the game.

tomorrow,

back to work, i hope hell cools down a little (who am i kidding). i have this feeling, someone is gonna blow his top tomorrow and me and my counterpart is gonna be the ones facing his fiery. there are so many times i'm asking myself why involve myself in things that have nothing to do with the department, then again thats a completely different story, another time perhaps.

on another note, hope you're not feeling too lonely, call me, we'll hang out, have a couple beers and throw some ground nuts around =P

later...

you got my balls in your mouth....

GAWDDDDDD....

'shit happens' a known fact world wide. but raining shit is right down plain stupidity. and like you guys know, i believe stupidity is a crime, punishable by any force necessary.

wake up engineers!!!

what i tell you, huh....

told you we'd beat Argentina..

Germany 1 - 1 Argentina
penalty(4 - 2)

i tell you this was a finals match man. there was no way the semi finals nor the finals for that matter is going to be as exciting as this one was. it was a real tough match, 7 yellow cards and my heart goes out for Ballack man, the dude was imobolie for so long cause he was injured but still was on the field, even stepped up to take a penalty. amazing match lerrr!

and i have to apologize to my neighbours for all the screaming. oh yeah, somebody owes me coffee bean iced chocolate, yummy yummy...

later, gotta run back to work.

tick tock, tingggg...

my mind is playing tricks on me again.

as i was driving to work the yesterday, suddenly it struck me that i'm on the wrong route and i started panicking, why i have no idea. the fact was that i WASN'T on the wrong route but on the right one. what triggered my mind to react in this was i have no idea. whats worst is that it happened again this morning. am i losing it?

my mom asked me how come i'm coming back so late everyday?

'last time when working in Melacca, cannot wait to come back home during the weekends, now already living home, got no heart to come home is it?'

i learnt that stabilizing a production line is not easy, it takes a lot of hard work, dedication and loads of discipline. i tell you sometime i just wanna scold the operators who just simply do things even though we tell them not too, but i also pity them. they're in ancient engineering term 'donkey directives', one command one action. and it should be my restrain from thinking they can do otherwise...la la la why do i always talk about work work work...

okay lets see,

So my team is in the semifinals, Germany vs Argentina. you know that guy on Astro, Shebby. he believes that if Germany can beat Argentina, they'll win the world cup. i hope he's right. in my opinion, the two strongest teams in the world cup were the Spanish and the Argentinians, so much for spain. bring it one Argentina.

this weekend is also GP weekend, and can't get any bigger than this one, Indy. argh argh argh...

okay gotta go for my morning meeting, later...

dead in two...

the difference between 1 and 2 is a fractions of mishaps. not long before one thing slips and you fall, okay enough of talking like i have a point...

week two in Flex,

i been asked to use not just my legs and arms but my brains, i've been told i know nuts, i've been told i'm not doing anything to solve the problem.

and it was all a case of mistaken identity. more like mistaken jobscope or designation. so in just 2 weeks, i've had 4 urges, to slap the process engineer, QA engineer, production supervisor and the process trainer. there is shit in so many different shades.

you know this new job might just be the thing i need to lose weight. the production floor is so huge, i walk about 8km in a day. and sometimes the work out is good, although sawing off tables without a jigsaw seems a little under fetched. being an industrial engineer, and automatically people think you're the furniture guy. or the guy who gets you the computer. people, people, we do layouts and set ups, we're not the movers or DHL. its gonna take me awhile to learn to ignore idiots.

'Macha, you're gonna get into a lot of trouble with your mouth' - Navein...

okay, enough about work. what else, errrmm...

ohh, thats all folks.

first weeeeeek

i have long wondered how it'd be like to be working with a bunch of engineers trying to solve problems and coming up with new idea to improve, and last week i got that feeling. for the first time i felt like an engineer.

besides that i'm just a blur....

aiyoo..my kaki man...

so tomorrow will be my first day at Flextronic. so the dream to work in a big multinational corperation has been smelt and driven home, whats next? BMW, here i come...

so my prediction for the WC not too bad;

Trinidad & Tobago 0-0 Sweden
Argentina 2-1 Ivory Coast

as usual, the disgrace of the beautiful game was seen yesterday, play acting. don't these players realize how many cameras there are on the pitch, and how many replay we fans and officials watch, for fuck sakes la, we have player cams that follow each and every player, so wise up la you dungus, you're playing on the world stage.

i'll miss tonights matches, i need to sleep early. wish me luck for Flex tomorrow.

Errrmmm...

i've been a bad blogger and i have a confesion to make; i haven't read anyone's blog since February....

what is with the English game, that England game was soooo boring, exception to the first 15 minutes.

England 1-0 Paraguay

who is up to see what Trinidad & Tobago, Sweden, Argentina and Ivory Coast can do in the tournament. amazing a few days ago i wasn't giving jack shit who's who or whats the score, today i wanna know. football fever is more dangerous than the Ibola virus.

my prediction, Argentina are gonna put 5 past Ivory Coast and Sweden is gonna go 1 a piece with the Trinidians. lets see if i can become a pundit.

later...

how do Porcupines mate?

so i decided i should be more involved with the World Cup season, so i stayed up till 5 to watch both opening matches;

Germany 4-2 Costa Rica
Poland 0-2 Ecuador

a good start for the host nation, i've never seen a more attack focused German side since 1990. but my favorite German squad will always be the 1996 Euro cup team. anyways, tonight we get to see if England are up for it.

hey...has anyone watched Cars yet, man i would love to be a car, i wish my life was like the movie. and the rumour was actually true, Pixars actually went and got Michael Schumacher to do the voice for a Ferrari. but overall i loved the movie, just loved it.

speaking of Schumacher, tonight is the qualifying rounds for the British GP, its a great venue for some racing action. its a horsepower track so its gonna be a level plane for most of the teams, but i'm looking forward to see how Renault do here, if they win it, the season is theirs, i guarantee it.

onto other things...

its weird how someone can make you feel better when they're around and for some reason you realize they're just procrastinating the inevitable, the seperation that was destined. sometimes you realize you are alone even though you're surrounded by people and yet sometimes you have so many people thinking of you even though you're surrounded by silence and darkness..and i have no clue what was my point that i am trying to make.

on a seperate note;

how important is it for you, when love making, your mate goes down on you?

later...

p.s; the answer to the title is unsuccesfully.

World Cup 2006

who is it gonna be this time around? Brazil again, or one of the european countries? or one of the biggest upsets on the world stage. well, like they say. football is a crazy world.

everyone seems to be talking about the WC but i'm not really bothered about it, i dunno why. maybe for the fact that my football kaki's are all miles away or the fact that i'm more an F1 fan, or i'm starting a new job on monday (Flextronics), or i've become a Fottball Widower.

lately i'm doing a lot of thinking, especially about the future, and that usually spell disaster for me. i'm thinking beyond my boundries and i should rev down. in the words of F1, i have to go on an economy drive when it come to thining, and the best way for me to stop thinking is eating, and that spells disaster for my waiste line.

fat, sad and god knows what else, later...

who your daddy now...

i hope the people from old job are reading this; i got a job biatch...!!!

i start on monday, Project Engineer (or maybe QA Engineer) for a plastic component manufacturer. the boss was willing to give me what i wanted, so lets see how this one goes. 'I KNOW WHAT I'M WORTH..'

so lets see, i still have a few more interviews to go for, so that means i'm still looking. you can never be happy with what you have (job wise i mean).

tomorrow i plan to paint my room. i'm thinking of going with grey. sad that all my posters have to come down, including my Terminator and signed Michael Jackson ones too. i wanna go Ikea on friday, need some redeco for my room. maybe a sofa and a tv, hehaheahe.

later...

Staged Fall...

okay who watched qualifying earlier today? now was that last 16seconds of F1 the best move you've ever seen someone get pole position or was that gamesmenship at it's worst. Fernando Alonso and Kimi Raikkonen were on a hot laps and i think either one of them could have over throne Schumacher from his pole. just at the right moment and just at the right place on the track, Anthony's Nose, he 'losses', goes wide and has just stays there till the time ticks off. Schumi Schumi...i've been watching you for 15years and i know that was no Schumi running wide. someday he is gonna write his own biography and i'm sure this is gonna be one of the things he's gonna confess to.

okay, i'm a Schumacher pro, why am i complaining again?

pussy cat, pussy cat....where have you been?

wow, where have i been indeed...

so lets see where i am now..i'm still jobless but the job hunt is going well, lots of interviews and i seem to be impressing everyone of them (yet no one's giving me a job). i hope, no no no (confindence my boy)...i know i'll get a job soon, just a matter of time.

other than that...oh oh oh, meet Baby



she's the new addition to the family and don't be fooled by the size, she's only 7 months old. the problem now is to get Enzo to like her. he is a little, whats the word, anti-social. (i have no idea why isn't he trying to seduce Baby instead, dumb dog). here he is trying to get out of a scolding after messing up my brother's room. i drove up to penang last weekend and he slept like a baby on my mom's lap all the way, spoilt dog.



lately all i do is eat eat eat, me and Sarah have been going on a wild eating spree. though the both of us need to be on a strict diet but I.D.G.A.R.A., beside we've been doing her Marketing Strategy assignment on AirAsia for like 3 weeks now and i think its stressing her out (me as well). actually i think i'm slowing her down, heahaheahe, i'm such a devil.

i gotta blog more often, later...

sticks and stones...

last night when i was on the phone with Sarah and she mentioned how half the time i'm always talking about my company and how irritated i am about things there. i realized it's so damn true, i have no outside life anymore (not like i had one before, anyways), my mind is constantly thinking of what i am going thru in this hell hole and how i can jump ship or change the way things are. sigh, so sad.

on the other hand it does keep my mind off things which are far more worst than job satisfaction and money.

when i finished my studies i promised myself i wanted to work in my first job, minimum for atleast a year, no matter how conditions were. sorry to have gone back on my decision but if i don't do this i know i'll become another donkey pulling the cart of mortal life, i know i am destened for greatness and by god i will achieve it (ofcourse first i have to know what is it i want to achieve?).

you know its times like this when i miss my childhood the most, damn those fantastic good old days. growing up i had one of the best childhood a man could possible ask for, showered with love and pampered with gifts and toys. i still remember when i was like 5 years old i had a room filled with toys. didn't matter if i didn't pick my toys up, cause the entire room was literally filled with toys. i had like a gezillion matchbox cars, my fav was Lego. damn i miss building stuff out of Lego. me and my brother had gone bored out of building the stuff on the box, we'd use the parts and build something with our own design, suped up ofcourse, hehaehaheha...

my creative mind is being killed off here and i can't let them take away the one thing that is the most valuable to me, my mind. now seriously, i'm thinking, even if they do offer me something that i am satisfied with, and i do (for some unforsaken reason) decide to stay on, what will be my co-workers perception on me? is it worth it? am i going to be happy? will i be treated the same way?

in my life i have gained a lot and i have lost a lot, like they say, 'you count your losses and move on' or 'stay back and cry over spilled milk' and when someone reaches the stage of choosing between the two routes, it's hell i tell you, hell. even though we know which one is the wiser choice, GGAWWDDDD it's hell.

here's to a great childhood *raising my mineral water bottle.

later...

the winds of change...

so now they wanna hear our story...

a resignation letter is a powerfull tool. now i know why many people use it to get what they want. all of a sudden everybody is interested in knowing what is the story, they're sitting down and listening to my demands and problems. you know you're important when GM's are prepared to sit with you and hear your problems trying to convince you not to go. well i don't care, i know what i am worth, i know i am good, i know i can survive without this organization. i'm only gonna stay if 3 of my demamnds are met;

1. Job satisfaction
2. Higher basic
3. New contract terms

if not buh bye....

tomorrow they wanna have a top level management meeting with us at 4pm, then they'll make a dicision, wish me luck and lets hope they do some changes. well even if they don't, won't matter much i just make like a tree and FUCK OFF.

later...

resignation...

i know i might be doing nothing (again) for awhile before i get a new job but what the hell. i've submitted my resignation today and kinda feel very relieved. i told management every single thing i was disatisfied with, even how hot Melacca was.

wish me luck, hope i get another job in 2 weeks time. seriously thinking of going back to UK.

later...

Rottweiler vs German Shepherd

what do you think, which one should i get? i wanna get myself a big dog and these two are my choices, hmmmm...

good will hunting

and so the hunt begins again, the job hunt obviously. i promised myself i wanted to work at my first job for atleast a year despite how bad it gets but here i am searching for other jobs within 4 months. i have a valid reason...

i can slowly feel myself turning brain dead and slow. my dad once told me a story about how a merchant who had two donkeys to pull his cart to the market decided to speed up his journey, so he bought himself a horse and made the horse pull the donkeys. donkeys being the dumb, slow, stubborn creatures they never really got with the pace of the horse, at the end of the day, the horse started walking at the donkeys' pace. i am that horse now...

i feel like a over heated Type - R in race with a bunch of Datsun 120Y's. i went for an interview on friday, with a big American company, lets see if get that job, my fingers and toes are all crossed, i've even got my balls crossed...

AND I NEED TO LOSE WEIGHT :@(

michellin man signing out, later...

day 2 of !@#$%^&*(

boring....

i went and checked out online prices for PDA phones. hey Ric, the Xda IIs is only RM29**.** and you know what, i'm actually thinking about it. oh and i was thinking of planning a trip sometime next year, how does Mexico sound? didn't realize it was gonna cost me 6K just for airfare.

oh oh oh, and i think somebody is surfing the net for porn with my PC. i hope i don't get into trouble for this. weird assholes la, go home and do stuff like this la, aiyooooo...

so this weekend i have to pick Enzo up from the vet, poor fellow got the 'snip snip' and he had his hernia op as well. my mom went and checked on him yesterday, she actually thinks he has lost weight in 2 days :@P

so my supposedly new boss told me this morning, i might be starting tomorrow earliest and my old boss is not as friendly as he was before, practically ignoring me, oh well I.D.G.A.R.A.. another colleague of mine (who is my housemate too) told me we might be given our bonus this weekend, and he told me, his sources told him, we newbies are getting it too (of my god i am gossiping, its like a virus).

i'm going for all my breaks atleast half an hour late just so i don't get sucked into this gossip frenzy that has swept my company like wildfire and yet here i am doing the same thing. wait, or is this called bitching, instead?

i also found that 'The Omen' is being released on 06/06/06 this year, gotta watch and ofcourse the much talked about 'Water Spirit' which opens this thursday, i wonder if its gonna be worth it. i thought 'Emily Rose' was really good, the fact that it was a true story gave it an edge too, just like 'Exorcist'. anyone wanna join me for a horror flick weekend? we can also drive up to every scary place in town. btw, Melacca is filled with cemetaries.

i just had a thought, next month, we'll have a day when the time and date will read 02:03 04/05/06. i remember blogging twice last year when it was 05:05 05/05/05 and 01:02 03/04/05, i really didn't have a life last year eh? and i was in the fucking UK!

and yet somehow i've not gotten far from where i was last year :@(

later...

!@#$%^&*(

ever since i voiced out my dislike of my current job, i've been doing nothing. due to the fact everyone knows i might be changing departments (or if god forbids, changing jobs altogether), no one is paying attention to what i do, where i go, who i speak to. this sucks.

i could sit all day at my desk and do absolutely nothing and no one will GIVE A SHIT!

see i'm the kind of person who wants first and foremost (besides a job), job satisfaction, i wanna come to work because i know i can contribute, i have something to offer, something to create, i wanna go home knowing i have actually done something gratifying, for myself and my organization. but i don't have it!

since money is not the biggest deal to me (don't get me wrong, i'm not fucking the Sultan of Brunei on the side or anything), i don't think pay should be an issue but for crying out loud don't pay me crap, which is what i'm getting!

i wanna come to work to meet my colleague's, talk about last nights game, Michael Schumacher's great move on the back marker, then dwell into work, group discussions and how we tackle problems one at a time. be real professionals, at work. i wanna be able to go out for lunch occasionally. i wanna an organization that DOESN'T STEAL OUR PUBLIC HOLIDAYS!

my organization, though it is stated in my vision and mission, 'Professionalism' NOT A SINGLE SOUL HAS IT! i somehow believe this company is a communist organization, cause we work 8-5, but they want us to come to work at 6.30, then go back at 7. then they wont pay us OT for the extra hours. then we have to work 48hours a week, so saturdays like this one, they call replacement for today FUCKING PUBLIC HOLIDAY. when it comes to public holiday it is my discretion whether i wanna work or not. YOU MOTHER FUCKERs DON'T TAKE MY HOLIDAY AND THEN CALL IT REPLACEMENT OFFDAY, WHEN IT IS SUPPOSE TO BE MY OFFDAY, just because the legal term says not more than 48hours per week.

this a company is made out of broad daylight vampires. Engineers are doing operator's job, operators are doing supervisor's job, managers are doing ball sucking jobs. i'm just gonna wait and see when they're gonna give me job that i'm capable of doing, i'm gonna sit here and wait. let them pay my ass for sitting. if i was a man with no intergrity, i would have kept my mouth shut and keep on getting paid for doing nothing but i went and voiced it out and now i am still doing nothing, your loss sucker!

pissed off engineers are very very dangerous, we know a lot of detruction methods. since they promised me next week, we'll see or else i am leaving, buh bye, sayonara assholes!

you are the one, Neo....

finding yourself in today's world is hard enough as it is, finding your place in this world? as we grow up, we realize we are a apart of a continuous cycle, as as bad as we don't want to be a part of it, unfortunately we are. even if you have to be dragged kicking and screaming, you are a part of it so get with the program.

as a kid my dad once told me, 'shake off the pain, and keep going...'. as a kid i was completely oblivious to what he was saying, 'what pain, go where?' i was only interested in Voltron and ThunderCats. seeing how Voltron nor ThunderCats are no longer airing, i feel the pain, and i'm moving...not on, just moving, its a start. sometimes we want our hands to held and to be led unfortunately, again, it ain't gonna be like all the time, so get with the program.

i could sit here all day and talk about how we all should 'get with the program' but eventually somebody will suspect there's a glitch with the matrix and they'd pull my plug.

i'm getting FAT!

later....

question....

did my parents spend 120,000 for my education, just so i could be doing hard labour? i should be creating, not maintenance!

(rings of the word KARMA...)

leap of time...

i have always feared my sins will return to haunt me, well i fear no more. i'm living my sins day by day, hour by hour, inch by inch i'm being eaten up on the inside. i wish there was a way out. i can't swallow neither can i spit it out. god halp me.

writing was my therapy while i was in the UK, honestly my blog was my best friend while i was there, i cried with my blog, i laughed with it, i actually felt with it. ever since i came home, (no actually ever since i started working) i've just lost the fingers to type. i need to start blogging more, keep my mind off things, off work too, sometimes...

i wish it was 1987 again.

MARUWA battle of the bands

this is my Woodstock baby, from 6.30am till 8pm daily...

we start out with little bands jamming to tunes till about 7am, then come the big guns, the Goliaths of hard rock to make their presence felt. i have my daily dose of a little Metallica, some RHCP, Maryln Manson, Corn even Guns & Roses made a come back.

ofcourse by the time all the bands are really heated up and all geared for the biggest showdown of hardRock history, the big daddy of underground music shows up. the Bad Boy of HardRock himself, some call him the dark disciple of Satan, i just call him Ozzy Osbourne....

for those of you who have no idea what i am talking about, come attend one of my morning meetings.

DeadMan, peace out, ROCK ONNNNNNNNNNNNNN.....

dog eat dog...

oh yeah baby, its genocide..

'Don't hit on my rice bowl' - Mr. Puru

so ever since there was a small reshuffling in my department, all hell has broken loose. Volcanic have erupted, especially those dormant ones. 'villages' torn apart and mostly, a whole lot of confusion.

my morning meeting was like a war zone. the battle was between two juggernauts in their own way, i felt like dwarf in the cross fire. seeing as this is my second month (wait, is it my third?) i shall continue to remain as dwarf status. knowing how radioactive i am, i shall stay clear of any flammable incidents. but i hate to be dragged into scenes that are so unnecessary.

i can only stress on one thing, PROFESSIONALISM...

we recite it everyday and yet, there is so much of it lacking. emotions and other crap should be left out, personal feelings should be overcome. everything can be settled just with a small one to one talk, but are you ready for this shit? its time for a change and the time is now, or we will all crumble together.

wish me luck, so far i've not been hit yet, then again everyone is afraid to hit on us cause we're the CEO's project, i love it when i get previledges, heahehahehe.

later...

Still feverish

its a beautiful day for a picnic with blue skies, sunny day.. *sound of a cd skipping

what the fuck is wrong, why so fucking hot laaaa, global warming in your face man. i looked out the window this afternoon and i could actually see the heat wave outside my car, shhhhiiiiitt....

and don't get me started on Melacca, fuck me trice its hot down there. i'm going blind when i step out of my section. the only good part about the whole thing is that my section, the room has to be maintained below 19C, so i freeze 3/4 then burn another 1/4, wait, whats so good about it again?!!!!

i just came home this morning, got up at about 7am and just drove back, got a speeding ticket, FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK.....

the whole week i spent trying to increase communication and team work amongst my staff in my section, turns out there is a whole lot of back stabbing and pent up bad air flowing around.

'everything is a mind set problem' -Mr. Sinna (my new boss)

screw the mind set if you ask me, those who can't get along with the way things a shaping into, best they are given ONE last chance, then my friend there are loads of people out there who can whip and shape the company into a multinational company. we just made sales of RM8 mil last week on our shipment board and our target for the month is 20, at this rate i'm in for a raise, heahehahehae...

okay i'm gonna go take my shower and go have dinner with family, later...

and oh yeah, Ric and Shenn, stop pulling pranks on people, don't end up like the boy who cried wolf! (actually i know it was mostly Ric)

i'm sick

its always around this time of the year that i fall sick, and i fall sick quite bad, every year without fail. i've got a fever, not just any fever i've got 'the fever'.....yippiekae mother fucker, i've got the Formula One Fever!!!

11days left to Bahrain...

(hope my boss doesn't catch me updating my blog during work hours...)

do you believe in signs?

last night i thought of someone and thought maybe i should give her a call, then i dunno what came over me i scratched that idea...

this afternoon as i was meddling with my machine, on the measurement read out, i actually saw her number appear on the screen, perfect to the seventh digit, freaky...

hey big guy, what're you trying to tell me, call her?

been awhile

been quite awhile ehhh..

so whats been new, anyone else got married on the scene? jonny? you came down didn't even give me a call, and i didn't get my chocolates. Shenn and Ric, you owe me, i want a huge tub of Ben & Jerry's; indian not coming to anymore chinese functions!!!

you want the good news or bad the news first...

bad news, i got promoted...good news, i got loads of fuck work now, my mind has stop wandering about being in Melacca in the first place. i am the new Facility MAnagement Asst. Manager for my department. i dunno if it's 'fuck yeah' or 'FUCK HELL'. time will tell.

it's good to be back for the weekend, sad i be gone tomorrow. okay, gotta go bath and get ready to watch 'Million Dollar Baby', adios people and wish me luck, later...

p.s; if you're wondering how i got a promotion in just two months of working, I AM THAT DAMN GOOD...

what do you think is the ideal age to get married?

the past few days my aunty, uncle and my parents have been sitting in my house talking about how to get my brother hitched, seeing that he is 28 years old already. all of them say, 28 is the best time to get married, 'when he is 50, his kids are already working...'. tomorrow my friend Gopi is getting married and he is my age.

i dunno, if you ask me, age has got nothing to do with marriage. the having kids OF YOUR OWN is always where your age might play a huge role (actually the woman's age, medically speaking). i mean if you have that sense of responsibility, maturity, mind set to really grow old and spend the rest of your life with that special SOMEONE (emphasis on the ONE), to love, to give and sacrifice for your equal in life, than i guess you are ready, be it if you are 20, 30 or 60.

so to Gopi, goodluck bro, i know there are gonna be times when its gonna be worst than a train wreck, there are gonna be times when you can hardly look at each other but always remember what brought you guys together in the first place...love and cherish your (since you are getting married only tomorrow) future wife, women are always worth every bit of it.

i'm actually taking a break from writing my report for work, me and my big mouth i had to come up with so many ideas. now my HOD wants all of them to be in proposal report and audit findings and feasible report. oh well, no one said working life was gonna be easy, welcome the dog year by working like a dog i guess.

oh yeah, hoi apek?! what happened to todays plan?! FFK me again ah?!!!! tada guna punya cina!

later...

Gong Xi Fa Chai...

need i say more, have a great new 'dog dog' year...

i'm off till friday, saturday must go back to work. audit in my department, damn. well this few days off also i got 3 proposals to finish up and one audit findings and feasible report to complete. work work work...

"AIYAAAA, TIREDDDD LARRRR....."

Melacca - Kuala Lumpur - Melacca

'weekends are precious', words an apek once said come ringing in my ears right now and hey apek, sorry i didn't pick up my phone, we'll do something next weekend when i come down, we'll catch a movie or something.

sometimes i feel like i'm living in a world that i'm not apart of, just living it for some purpose which i have completely no clue what. when was the last time i when to a club and sat there listening to Oasis' Don't Look Back In Anger, raised my Guinness and said, here's to life. or actually looked at something really nice and cute and just be happy for what it is, instead of feeling heavy that i don't have it. i wanna love everything for all the right reasons and not just because i don't have it. i wanna get up in the morning and love the cold shower because i love ice cold water and not because i don't have hot water. i wanna love driving because i AM a motor head not because i WAS a motor head. i wish i was who i am, not who i became over the years. i have had a great childhood, no doubt about that, its the greatest part of my life and that will always remain strong in me. something about today, coming home and taking my mom to temple, told me my childhood is over, time to grow up. i dunno how to explain it but its an overwhelming feeling that consumed me. i just gotta remember not to neglect that child in me, once in awhile take the little firecracker out for ice cream.

well on other matters...

work is good, still in training though. i notice how everyone (well not EVERYONE) love to sell their superior's name; 'oh, if you can do it than you explain it to the boss...'. the oldest trick in the book of intimidations. its a trick no doubt but only to the untrained eye but for those who strive on intimidation, me without saying much, the trick is merely fuel for my fire. i told myself from day one, i'm not here to please people, i'm here to do my job. i'm no superman, so nothing beyond the call of duty ehh. oh don't get me wrong, i'm in the Engineering business for the interest, not the money (not like there is much). then again, somedays i have no idea what they want me to do? i hope they know themselves, i hope.

so moving on...

what the hell is wrong with Manchester United, again? they are fucking up at the most crucial time in the league. i wanna slap Ronaldo for losing possesion all the time, slap Silvestri, Ferdinand and Van de Sar for all the sloppy defending, oh i wanna line all 36 players and staff of Manchester United Football Cllub and slap all of them.

and whats this about Michael Schumacher leaving Ferrari for Toyota? the man has done it all, the man has broke every record in Formula One (but one, number of pole positions, still held by Ayrton Senna), the man has dominated the sport like no other man, in any discipline. you name it, Schumacher is the biggest name in the sporting industry. side by side with a legacy of speed, Ferrari the man has done things far too many times and made them look far too easy. if you ask me, if he can cut it, he should run with it but if he can't, Toyota or Honda, ain't gonna make a difference. quit while you're still DA MAN.

okay, time to go to bed, need to drive to Melacca at 5 in the morning.

DELAYED (manufacturing downtime)

i know its going to be a week already now but what the hell...

HAPPY 2006 EVERYONE!!!

for those of you who don't know yet, i have started WORKING. yes yes yes, you read it correectly, no need to call your optician. i'm the new Process/Production Engineer for a advanced ceramic manufacturer in Melacca, called Maruwa Malysia Sdn. Bhd.. i think there is a lot i can learn from this organization but has to how much they can utilize me, is always my question. there is a age old ideology about japanese companies, they suck you dry of everything. i'll let you know if it's true in 3 months time. till the i have to learn to shut my mouth and be nice....

once again, happy new year to all and i hope your life isn't like mine...

Process/Production Engineer

errrm..whats my job again?

i've been here almost 3 weeks now and for some undertermined reson i still have no freaking idea WHAT THE HELL IS MY JOB SPEC?!!! yeah its cool and all being a working adult, matrix card to punch in and out, people (indon operators) calling you 'tuan Engineer' but i still feel i have no purpose here. though i'm stil in training but yeah...

so yesterday i was talking to my department HOD, and oh my can i learn a lot from him. and the first thing he said after me firing him with al my questions, 'Eh, you wanna go Japan ah? i think you can learn a lot there, later i talk to the EA, send you to Japan....'

what the FUCK? i don't even know what am i suppose to DO what am i suppose to learn, everything? this i smy way of breaking things down, start at the end product and develope it backward to design and conceptual stage, well as a capable engineer thats how i analyize or get my breakdown structure of any process. you getting a better understanding of things and you'll definitely get more questions out of your mind. so in my case now, we're not producing end user products, so we have customers specifications, now my way i to analyize and master our customers specifications and material requirement, i'm pretty sure as a process engineer i can get a better understanding of my very own process'. now, how do i convey this to my boss? wish me luck.

*news flash, on other matter involving me,

as it is i had to come back to Melacca of all places. the one place that can kill me with a single blow. i should, i repeat, I SHOULD have stayed in Leeds. that would have been wiser and a whole lot...ermmm, whats the word, majorly fucked?

Life = Sucks
Food = Sucks
What else is there = Sucks

anyone else out there doing any better? from Melacca, signing out....