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....

dozy Christmas...

this morning, sorry afternoon, two donkeys woke me up to go watch movie, one donkey named Shenn and the other Ricardo. one donkey even had the cheek to say i am queen today, so everyone must listen to what i say. the other donkey kutuk the new working man for wanting to rest. eventually, me being the ever Mr. Nice obliged them. got up, took my bath, got dressed, started my car and was about to leave. when i see my mom waving at me; phone call.

1. MY PLACE RAINING, NICE TO SLEEP
2. TUMMY ACHE
3. WE ARE BACK HOME
4. YOU'RE FAULT I DRANK GINGER BEER
4. ERRRRRRMM

just to list some of the excuses these two donkeys gave me, sigh...

EVENTUALLY, i ended up watching movie with them, Navein decided to join as well. 'Aeon Flux' (did i get the correct spelling) is a movie to watch if you wanna see Miss Theron's curves, other than that it is S-T-U-P-I-D. i can't remember who i was having this conversation about watching Teri Hatcher in her prime and he said 'Lois and Clark'. has anyone watched 'Two Days In the Valley', Hatcher and Theron in it and its worth it (from a guys point ler).

Apek said he wants to play badminton tomorrow, see if he calls me and spoils my sleep again, otherwise i am sleeping thru out the day. i have to apologize, i have not been reading anyones blog since i went to Melacca, such a bad blogger, thanks guys for still reading mine. Melacca has my mind fully engrossed on 'other' things..

Merry Christmas all and if i don't see you, Happy New Year too (whats happy about it i don't know but, yeah...)

the working adult...

how many times did we wanted to bitch slap our working friends who started talking about responsibilities, standing on their own two feet, being grown up and having no time to spend with us bummers. well i speak for you guys, A WHOLE FUCKING LOT...

the other day i was talking to Ric and he was like so you coming back for the Christmas weekend, and i went yeah, told him about how my parents are driving up to penang and he asked me if i am following with, instictively i told him, no i am working the next day! fuck me trice, i have become an adult. losing all sense of youth, fun, extreme measures of risk taking and weightlessness. for instance i opened a bank account today, and they offered me some savings plan where by in 10 years i can make around 15K, automatically i agreed to it as well. the old Raj would have said; 'bye bye suckers, i'm spending it on Uncle Jack...'

working is fun though, i am enjoying the process of learning new things everyday. though sometimes i am a little scared i am coming off too strong to certain people. i have the tendancy to intimidate, not intentionally. it's my nature and i know i will pay the price for it, someday if not soon.

yesterday i went to the night market at uptown with Navein. we humiliated St. Johns High School. i wanted to buy a wall clock for my apartment in Melacca and Navein picked one out and said it had a built in alarm, which, didn't actually. so the guy there said where got wall clock with alarm then everytime you wanna set it you have to take it off the wall. Navein said; 'sorry, i budak St. John, tak belajar lar..' and the shopkeeper was like, 'What year you went there, i am class of 76...!' -booya biatch.

i'm driving back on tuesday morning straight to work, so till then i think i wanna sleep. i'm (quote unquote Ricardo Ang Wee Keong) TIRRRREDD LARRR from getting up at 6 every morning. oh oh oh the worst part is i have no water heater, fuck! and my housemates or colleagues are making me look for a hard surface table every now and then to bang my head on. long story, for the details call me up, we'll go for drink and talk about it.

Melacca day 1

borrrrrinnnnnnnnnnngggggg...

bunking with nirpal, bai don't bang my ass, pls.

Nomad's log...

the year is 2005...

so after 25 fucking years i am finally gonna be a working, whoa....

i gonna kinda move to melacca tomorrow, gotta meet a house agent at 9am. he said he's got about 7 houses to show me. i know this is suppose to be a big move on my part to move out and away from my parents but i am so not like nervous or worried or anything for that matter. being in MELACCA is more on my mind than actually moving there. i probably just stay inside the factory whole day and never leave. but knowing me, i'll end up crying on the pier everynight.

today i met up with Michelle, a long lost friend. it was nice to see her and Michelle, sorry to hear about your relationship and hope you are happy with your decisions. you go woman! Ric and Shenn i am not talking to you anymore!!!

later i'm gonna go meet up with WK, been awhile since i saw that donkey. last i saw him was when i crashed my car more than a year ago. damn that was one spin i'll never forget.

i'll try update my blog from Melacca, i'll use company resources, heaheahe, later...

Yippie-kay-yay motherfucker

i think i got a job...

i got a pair of 8's and nothing else, what'ya got?

a simple game, 5 card draw. call it..

i think its about time i started taking my blog seriously, i used to average 1.3 post a day with my old blog. what happened la (besides the obvious of NOTHING)?

time for an update. lets see, where do i start;

okay, in total i've sent out 243 resumes, with only one interview call. i've gone for 3 walk in interviews, 3 interviews with job agencies (all 3, same agency) and i'm registered with 3 different agencies. i've sent 197 online applications, with almost all of them no replies. just a few coming back with the standard 'although your resume was impressive, we've choosen to go in a different direction....' replies.

FUCK YOU TOO...

Enzo is spoilt. mom, dad and brother thinks he is the golden dog decended from the heavens to enchant our lives. he has been sleeping on my moms bed for the past 2 weeks, he has literally bitten everything in sight and reach of his puny little mouth. he has pissed and pooped every inch of the house. though his ticks and flees are no more i still feel like squeezing the mutt when he sleeps on my bed. stupid dog!!! he forgets i am KING of the house. oh and he likes batman the animated series.

i can now be officially considered FAT and BROKE.

Navein is returning from UK tomorrow. though for only 2 weeks, it'll be great to see that over grown monkey again. he should be on the flight by now.

i've started writing a lot. sometimes i look like a serious writer, with my cigar and crystal ashtray, oh and brandy next to me, i want Tequila instead!

my phone is barred so anyone expecting a return call from me can wait for the moon to melt.

badminton isn't exactly helping my psychical state. my right arm hurts and completely lacks the strength to lift a jug filled with water. my heel is still hurting badly too, i think i have an Achilles Heel condition, my mom forgot to bath my heels in the magic river also.

speaking of Achilles, i finally watched Troy yesterday and dying to watch HBO's Rome also another series called 'Commander in Chief' staring Geena Davis as the first American Woman President. oh btw, did you anyone know Geena Davis has the IQ of a genius? speaking of things i wanna watch, i wanna watch Justice League and Samurai Jack uninterupted and this new animation called Avatar on Nickelodeon.

i downloaded 'Moment in the Sun' and completely understood what it was all about but just couldn't even remotely relate to it, 25 fucking years being alive and at the moment i can't even say;

How beautiful I'll be
but in a normal sort of way,
like I am you and you are me...

and when it hit the end where Clem Snide goes;

When it's my moment in the sun
I won't forget that I am blessed
but every hero walks alone
thinking of more things to confess...

for some fucking reason my eyes lite up and my spirits were calm, just as i was about dwell into what he just said, 'Viva La Rasaaaa' screamed on my computer. a life so far back, yet not to far to turn back; 'I lie, I cheat, I steal...'

my house has been pouring in with wedding invitations from friends and family. since i'm not really interested in going to any one of them, here's to the newly weds;

'I hope that their first child be a masculine child...' - Luca Brasi

heahaheahehae, the words; 'Luca Brasi sleeps with the fishes tonight' come to mind too but thats another story, not today.

btw, does everyone have a favorite tv theme (anyone don't have one, i can recommend a few)? i think everyone should a favorite. nope instead i think everyone must have a favorite, it should be mandatory like you new MyKad or else Paul Nipkow and John Logie Baird will be kicking themselves in cable heavens.

peace out...

Enzo

all he does is bite that bite this....


scratch here and scratch there


oh and this is what happens when he misbehaves.


then bite us again...


then give us the puppy dog face...oh wait, he is a puppy dog.

combustion quest

so as i was sitting on the sofa last week, seeing that my parents had taken Enzo with them leaving me to myself, something came over me and i ran away from home. yup you read it correctly...

so i drove up to Ipoh and spent the night in Mohan's place. man i have to say, i love your house though it is a little big for my liking. oh and trust me, i really didn't wanna pretend to be such a nice guy infront of your parents it just happened =P. we spent the night talking and talking and talking and boy was there so much to talk about. somehow i think there is still stuff to talk about, eh dude? well anyways it was nice to see your face, hope i'll see it again.

so then the next morning, despite sleeping at almost 4a.m., after watching Exorcism of Emily Rose, i got up at around 7a.m. and drove up to Penang, where i spent the next 2 days with a 3000pieces jigsaw puzzle but my aunty and i only finished like one fifth of it.

on saturday i was back in KL and so the journey continues. my friend Mohan went back to the UK before that i drove him to Prem's house, met Prem's mom and sister (who reminds me of Rapunzel, cause of her hair). played badminton on sunday, sucked extremely and slept for the rest of my days...

Enzo

a new addition to the family

tattoo SIFU...@#$%^&

so yesterday, i was at the post office waiting my turn, when this elderly uncle (the tattoo sifu, read on and you'll understand why) approaches me;

'is that a real tattoo boy?'

(do i farking look like i was gonna get a phony tattoo on my wrist but obviously to this guy)

'errmm..yeah it is'

still not leaving me to my business, at 9am i am still not in a very chaty mood, not that i am always in one, especially to nosy old uncles

'must have been expensive, i hear tattooes are expensive?'

(oh god, goooo awayyyy...why not ask me if it hurt)

'it is'

so for the next 7 minutes the uncle continues to bug me about his theories on tattooes and about people who get them;

1. women who get tattooes are hot
2. hot women who get tattooes are horny
3. Indian women who get tattooes are sluts
4. guys who get tattooes are trying to prove something
5. Indian guys who get tattooes are in a gang
6. rowdy looking Indian guys who get tattooes, sure ex-convict

you farking idiot, you better have a tattoo hidden somewhere up your butt to be such an expert on tattooes, you 50 year old fart, i hope you get murdered by an ex-convict in your home while watching Astro.

p.s; HE WAS INDIAN!!!!!!

the things i learnt today...

having not slept since last night, i left for Toyota service centre about 7am, on the way there i saw a beige Volvo S40 next champaigne Fiat Marea at a traffic light (God hates me). well, reaching there at 7.20, i was the first customer. which was great, change one left front absorber and tyre. how long can it take...

8.15am
*83 Toyota's had already pulled into the service centre and 51 of them were Vios'
*i had to explain 3 times to the service engineer what needed to be done with my tyre

9.15am
*all none moveable items (such as TYRES AND ABSORBERS) are not kept in house, there are stored in their warehouse in farking Sg. Buloh

10am
*my car is still waiting for its parts

10.30am
*finally met someone with the same enthusiasm for cars in a service centre

11am
*absober had been changed but now sitting in the bay for a tyre

12pm
*it has been a long time since i had roti canai
*i think i am dyslexic when it comes to reading Malay (Utusan Melayu newspaper at the mamakstall)

1.20pm
*saw my car leaving the service centre, probably for a test drive

1.30pm
*saw my car leave again

1.40pm
*saw my car leave again

1.50pm
*saw my car leave again

2pm
*saw my car leave again

2.02pm
*note to self: not even Ralf Schumacher goes out this many times to test 1 piece Goodyear 15 inch tyres.

2.05pm
*service engineer tells me my car is ready but it'll take until 3pm for it to be washed...'kita bukan saja kena cuci encik punya kereta sahaja...'

2.10pm
*note to self(loud enough for entire service centre to hear): SEVEN HOURS TO CHANGE ONE ABSORBER AND ONE PIECE TYRE, THEN ONE HOUR TO WASH MY CAR? doesn't that sound ridiculous...

the next halfhour
*spent in the managers room, with a chilled box drink of Yeos Soya Bean, telling him how ridiculous it sounds that they needed 7hours to change two of the most easiet changeable parts. had 3 service engineers come up and say you're car will be ready in a couple of minutes.

poor manager, it was his first day taking charge at this branch and he had me to come in this morning but it was nice of him to give me his personal number to call the next time i am coming in. so all the time i spent in Toyota i leave and i realized that the whole time i was there i was really not bothered about anything, cause i was only thinking about her.

i go over to my tint man, put up the 8inch tint above the front windshield, he tells me about his new arrivals. side rear views cover with turn signals, gotta get it next month. i reach home, around 5 and there it was 'Save The Last Dance' playing (God really hates me). time to just sleep...

p.s; Happy Birthday, my Princess...

that'll do pig...

MANCHESTER UNITED 1-0 CHELSEA

i think i should criticize them more often for the way they play, then they'll win more games, eh...

somber season..

i'm the biggest sports nut i know, i watch all kinds of sports but my true passion lies with Formula One and a distant second Man Utd. i've been following them since the days of Sharpe, Hughes, Mclair and Bruce. seeing one the best Formula One seasons ever finish last month, i've got nothing much to look forward to but football. oh yeah though Michael Schumacher and Ferrari had the worst season since 1999 (when he broke a hig in Silverstone) i still thought it was unbelievable the way Alonso took on the giant McLarens and the Iceman. one of the best moves ever in the history of Formula One, Alonso on Schumacher at 130r Suzuka, on the outside, fuck me heaven doors that took balls. okay okay, before i go too far into F1...

WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH MANCHESTER UNITED?????!!!!

its not like they lack in quality, serious shit they're packing some mighty mean players, Nistelrooy, Rooney, Ronaldo, Scholes, Ferdinand. i mean just cause a few are out injured shouldn't affect the way the team plays. since the day Giggs and Keane joined Man Utd they've been two of the most influencial players on the pitch, if they are in the zone, there is no stopping the Red Devils.

i used to hate Gary Nevile, cause he made some of the worst mistakes and then yell though it wasn't his fault. but last year he proved why he is Ferguson's number one choice rightback, so now he is injured, but hey there is still quality in the squad, there's O'Shea, i've seen him run circles around Luis Figo before. Alan Silvestre, one hell of leftback he should take over for the injured Heinze, middle i've got no idea what is wrong with Ferdinand, he is fucking up far too many times, he looks more comfortable taking the ball forward from behind, rather than bringing it under his authority when its brought into his yard. Fergie's got his work cut out for him.

MU had one of the most feared midfields in Europe. with Keane and Scholes in total command of central, Beckham and Giggs flawless on the flanks, today, with Keane and Giggs injured, Scholes suspended, Beckham sold (which i still think is United's worst decision ever) clubs like Middlesborough are running thru the middle like hot knife thru butter. we've got Alan Smith, not too shaby but he's got a lot to learn if he's gonna be the holding midfield player. Darren Fletcher? what is he doing out on the filed? he is clueless as to what is the idea of the game? got skills doesn't cut it. i think Veron did a better job than him. but you know seriously, ever since Paul Ince left, Keane did a wonderful job and no one else can seem to fill his shoes, there was Veron, there was Djemba Djemba, there was Luke Chadwick, oh god this is horrible..

upfront is even worst, Ronaldo and Rooney, great penetrating the defence of other teams but they forget that they are flank players, the man upfront is you connection, FOR FUCK SAKES GIVE HIM SERVICE, instead these guys are going for glory without any AFFECT AT ALL. we've got Nistelrooy in the best form he has ever been in years, up front alone without service. Alex Ferguson keeps forgeting, he is not Thiery Henry, he can make the goal happen, not all the time, he is dangerous in the 6 yard box and outside his efforts are futile, so get you flank players to to give him more serivce. and the 4-5-1 formation sucks, go for the 3-5-2, strengthen your defence, and get someone to help out Nistelrooy. Saha is out injured and poor Solkjaer still not recovered yet.

its really getting embarrassing to see Man Utd lose out to clubs like Boro 4-0 and Lille 1-0. the players are really playing as though they are demotivated or something. its like they wanna lose, just putting up a game just for showing up sake, thats not football, least not the Old Trafford way...