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...