Thats All Folks!

Listening to: The inner voice inside my head wondering how the heck did I let rage go ahead of brains. Otherwise, I'm listening to Worlds Apart, Jars of Clay
Thoughts at the moment: As above... How can I be just so stupid

Right, so my beloved car now belongs to my Uncle... I kinda miss it actually, that was a good car, lots of memories both good and bad. So long my Honda... For the mean time I've got to drive my mom's SUV around... Well anyway, my first incident with the car today... and as much it was because of some asshole, the fault was completely mine. Heck, I just might be overreacting as well actually. So yes, I popped by Melawati Town to have my little serving of Char Kuey Teow after dropping mom off at her friend's place and I was leisurely having my chow and as I got to my car (mom's SUV), I noticed this a*s of an old (say 1980s) Honda Accord (a total disgrace to my beloved former car) parked so blardy close to my car that I can't open the door to get to the driver's side properly... So with a tuck of a belly and and big squeeze, literally I just managed to get into the seat and in a brief moment of rage slammed my door against his. I mean lets just say it wasn't worth the time... Mom's car got a bit of a chip on the sides of the doors while his got a pretty long line. Problem is, he probably wouldn't care but I know dad has the eyes of a hawk when it comes to car's paint job (yes, with the Merc, this car and my Accord especially my Accord). So no doubt about it I'm gonna get screwed just because I was enraged with the Blardy Bas***d driving a piece of shit of a car (oh wait, I believe we can't classify that as driving as the a*s wipe of a driver can't even park his car in a space meant for limos.) Hope he/ she/ it slips in the washroom and falls in the toilet bowl Head First! So gone is the peaceful start to the day... and though dad washes the car during the weekend, I'll still get the stick even when I'm in the UK... and this time I actually feel bad being that the car isn't mine. Time for another course of Anger Management... Bring out the firing squad, thank you! Oh, oh... another reason why I will never buy an expensive car even if I can afford it... Crud, crud, crud!

Listening to: Stand inside your love, Smashing Pumpkins
Thoughts at the moment: Checklist for packing. Shit, the car ate my palm stylus!

Ok, haircut report... I'll keep it (mind the pun) short. Well, its short and kinda Ah Beng- ish... Oh well, I did ask for it though, and heck its not all that bad either.

Anyways, a trip to the dentist wasn't as scary as they portray it in the media. Heck, I guess it does help that good ol' dentist is a really nice chap. Nope, no lollipops... That would be rather contradictory eh?

Listening to: Love song to a saviour, Jars of Clay
Thoughts at the moment: Clarity in confusion

The more I think, the dumber I get... My ability to reason deteriorates with regards to time spent thinking. Oh well, screw it then... who needs reasoning when 1/2 the world doesn't bother using its brains anyway (can almost imagine an ad in the papers, brain for sale, in mint condition and in original condition, hardly used, price negotiable)

OOo... Mom made cheesecake this morning! Lovely, lovely... the day is indeed looking up! I'll be heading out in a couple of moments to get a haircut. I'm going to crop it pretty short just for the sake of easy mantainance! Long-ish hair is irritating me, I've got no idea why I used to have long hair anyway?

Yup, thats the exact cheesecake that I found in the refrigerator this morning... Yummy!!


Yesterday I managed to catch a dear friend for lunch... Oh well, except this time we decided to go for a classy meal and headed to Sentidos Tapas at Starhill. Actually, we had no idea where we were going and just ended up there really! Anyway, we had for appetizers, stuffed cod which was a mix of fried mushrooms wrapped with layers of cod served with drizzling of butter sauce... altogether just heavenly. The other appetizer was less fancy, egg omelette with potatoes. Not that its bad or anything, but its just shadowed by the cod (I can still taste it... Yum!) For the main dish, we had Seafood Paella... presentation was pretty fancy but it did taste as good as it looked thankfully. It beats some of the places in Spain that I've been to. Altogether, a delightful meal... and then she pulled a fast one on me by paying. Can't really complaint on that yeah?

The rest of the day yesterday was rather normal... Kinda relaxed really, nothing special

Listening to: In the end, Linkin Park
Thoughts at the moment: Zilch

Strangely enough, I'm feeling rather subdued and just waiting for the time to head out for a drink along with the lads. Only in this country, we sip on teh tarik and nope, it does not come in pints. Its 3 days before I lose my car to my Uncle and really, I kinda feel a little nostalgic driving it. So many memories... and way too many scratches. Hey, that gives it character!

Chop, chop!

Listening to: Keep Fishing, Weezer
Thoughts at the moment: Looking forward to the UK, sad that I'm not at Termeloh

Hmm... yes, I am supposed to be at Termeloh at this time today so what the heck am I doing online? Besides the obvious that I'm not at Termeloh, I guess I kinda had a little unfortunate accident due to carelessness though. Right, the day started off pretty well, managed to send mom out early this morning as she's going out with a bunch of people from Church to Putrajaya Wetlands... Was on my way back when I decided to get my car's tires filled up with air (it hasn't been handling well on fast bends and its about time that I checked those tires out anyway). So all was nice and dandy! It really was, early in the morning, got most of what I needed to do done... had a little game with Barkley (my dog) and I still think he's the loveliest creature in the world (though he managed to overpower me and literally dragged me to the ground yesterday... story to ensue)

I finally managed to check out the apartments at Damansara Pelangi and gee, it was small... But unlike my parents who absolutely are freaked by the size, I think its not too bad if I were to live alone or with another person around... Wish they picked a different wall colour though (Mint green, what were they thinking?! Ugghhh...) Anyways, popped by to Ikea since dad and I were around the area anyway... It was a pretty good trip though, bought 3 chairs a couple of cd racks and a bunch of knick knacks. Dad was in a really good mood today, he was happily pacing around Ikea and giving pretty good comments about the layout and really, it was really pleasant shopping with dad this time around (and for once we weren't really rushing for time). Anyways, we were pretty intrigued at the very airport design of the parking floors... No, no... I think its brilliant actually. ;)

As always, being men... we have an affinity to start assembling whatever we bought almost at the instant of walking through the door. So out came the chairs from the boxes and the screwdrivers from the workbox. I used a Swiss Army knife... all was well until I had to cut up a hole in a piece of fabric when suddenly the knife flipped back onto my thumb resulting in a ditch and cutting through a significant distance through my nail. Blood literally was found splattered on various spots at the work area, just short of a slasher flick. The blood has clotted now at least but my tumb is really sore, hey... I still managed to drive out (much) later. In short, that kinda halted all my plans for heading out to Termeloh for Orang Asli work... Sigh... oh well, Christmas! I'll make a special trip out! I had a great time the last time when I went to do OA work about 4 to 5 years back. Anyway, its about time I found my outdoor self again. ;)

Now that I think again, thank goodness mom was at Putrajaya when I chopped my finger. Otherwise I can imagine mom freaking out... Sorry mom, had to say that. ;)

Listening to: Come on Eileen, Dexy's Midnight Runners
Thinking about: Random thoughts, randomly

Nothingness

Listening to: Coffee and TV, Blur
Thinking about:Going back to England, thinking about the holiday that was

After a break from doing anything yesterday, I'm once again back on my feet and its back to trying to rush those errands I should have done months ago. Oh well, I'm blaming it on the job. I had to send my camera for a service since something messed up a couple of months ago (methinks its still the gears inside the lens barrel). But of course, we all know all gadgets have mood swings and apparently, mine was feeling rather happy, it worked perfectly fine!




Ah yes, my lovely camera... But if the problem was what I mentioned, it would have caused me about 500 smackers (ringgit of course) to have it repaired. After picking my jaw off the floor, I composed myself and said... "Lets see how it goes..."

Right, then I took a train and monorail to Bukit Bintang to get a couple of geeky things done from Lau Yat plaza. On the journey, I realised how close the monorail track was from my college. Thinking about it now, as much as we mock MC, I have to say the 2 best years of my life were spent there doing A- levels. Ah well, will be meeting a college mate out for lunch as well tomorrow! ;) Admittedly, I do miss doing silly things like running away from Miss Lim during maths... and playing badminton in the hall... Thinking about it, I must admit that a little grin has developed on my face. It was as though I was old enough to think but I was young enough to be naughty. Sigh... so many memories, good ones though!

Headed to the office for a short while today to meet Mr. Wessler and Mr. Chandran... Unfortunately, I only managed to see Mr. Wessler (Matt). The office was well, quiet... and somewhat a heck of a lot more productive than when I was around.



12:10am
Back from having a drink... What drives men to do stupid things? Like myself for example... On the way back, I insisted on racing this crappy Proton with a massive exhaust pipe. I knew cognitively and instinctively I could kick the guy's behind around a straight but yet, I insisted on beating him physically, placing not only my life but my passenger's life in danger. I did kick him around obviously... But in retrospect, roads should be treated as roads. What is meant to do on tracks should remain there... Therefore shall be a mental note to myself...

Now that I'm out of work (I'm jobless or menganggur at the moment) I guess I've got more time to think and be reflective about what I've done over the holidays and to plan about my next move in university. Like how am I going to execute my project for starters... the list will grow... Heck, can spend the whole night writing about it. To add to that, I feel like a shot of whisky... on the rocks... darned. Oh well, think I'd call it a night and head to bed. Have another day of running around tomorrow...

Listening to: And I miss you, Anything but the girl
Thinking of: None

Musically

LIstening to: About a girl, Nirvana
Thinking about: 1. How to get everything back in order following yesterday's brief ordeal
2. How my music taste has changed this year

Ah well, finally after hours of slogging to get info. out of boss's hard drive...(I personally didn't do much and I think I was more of an annoyance actually) I finally got to Aunty Alice's for dinner. Steamboat!! Woo! Now that just made the whole day all worth while. So yeah, after talking and eating for a couple of hours, dad hopped into my car (I went straight after work and met my family there) and I was playing something from Charlotte Church (I keep music like that in the car just for those traffic filled journeys home from the office) and he actually for once, commended my taste on music. It got me thinking just before I got to bed how much its actually changed. Slightly more than a year ago, all you find in my CD folders would be things from the Smashing Pumpkins (which by the way, I still enjoy), Metallica and the like... Well ok, there is the odd Mozart CD there. Returning back to present time... I think my music taste has really become more diverse. Out of the last 10 Cds I've purchased, I think that only 4 of them were actually loud and somewhat "metal" like. The rest have been Jazz (Miles Davis and Ella Fitzgerald) and the likes of Hayley Westenra and Charlotte Church... Have I gotten soft?

Listening Now: Stay, Lisa Lobe

Shit, shit, shit

I knew a good day wasn't gonna last forever, a couple of hours into the day and I booted up my boss's computer and suddenly it wasn't loading windows. I also know that there are plenty of personal files in there that are not backed up on the server or anywhere else in the office. First reaction "Oh, Shit!" What I didn't know was the size of the shit I was in. Heck, I still don't know the problem... and its now almost time to zip off from the office if I'm gonna go out tonight. Looks like tomorrow is going to be spent troubleshooting the computer again. Oh well, I guess I've got something set for me tomorrow then. The worst part is, boss doesn't know his computer is well, dead... He's on leave.

Continuation the next day... Oh my goodness, boss just walked in. I am so dead... Dang, where is uggghhh... ok, ok... now look busy!

Much later: Right... now, my task for the day is to retrieve whatever information I can out of the very messed up hard disk, problem is... I don't know where to start. Right, time to pick up the phone book and call the CS and IT fellows that I know. Thank goodness for Azim (strangely enough, he's the only non- CS fellow I called), solution seems tangible enough and YES! It works! Eureka! Now to extract each folder and file one by one....

A couple of hours later: Still doing those files... My eyes are heavy and I can feel them closing... KC is stressed and I'm sleepy. Right... gonna finish all of this and going to format boss's computer. Boss is pretty pissed for obvious reasons, now that I think of it... I really can't blame him now can I? Reading through this entry again, it doesn't seem to hard but believe me, its anything but easy... since I am just an intern who happened to be around when the computer messed up, that doesn't put me in good steed. This expirience has almost put my head on the chopping block... Right, back to those files...

Of workouts and knockouts

Listening to: Come back around, Feeder
Thinking about: I feel like running downstairs to the kopitiam for food

Yes, I did go to the gym yesterday evening... and yes, it was tiring. I came back feeling as though I've been run over by a train... TWICE! No folks, unfortunately I'm still around. Who would have thought that working out those legs would have forced all the blood from the rest of my body to my toes? That moment after I did my leg extensions and worked the "insert muscle name here", I really felt dizzy and out of breath. For the first time in my life I felt weightless and I was so ready to just shut down and allow myself to reboot after a while. It was bizzare... it sure feels a heck of a lot better than getting drunk. The weights weren't too heavy and I didn't do too many repetitions. Oh well... As the beefy Arnold Sweatingburger puts it well enough, "I'll be back!"

On the other hand and on a much cheekier note... I just realised the gym is so darned full with gay inuendo. I mean you have a bunch of sweating, rippling blokes who look as though they can rip your arm off, grunting and groaning lifting the weights while the other goes "You can do it!" while "assisting him" in his conquest to lift those weights one more time. Hit me baby one more time! It doesn't help that there is also another funny "Kickboxing" class with loud thumping Ah Beng music blaring... Hehehehe... But trust my imagination to go absolutely bonkers when I feel like fainting. But will I stop going to the gym? Not until I see those abs forming into little clusters (which is about say... Never!)

Right, on more serious stuff... I had a little conversation with dad on the way back from work yesterday... It did get me thinking, where do I really want to head after my Bachelors, do I want to do my Masters? Where do I want to do my Masters? UK, US, Aust? Do I really want to do my Masters or do I want do work and do my MBA later.

Listening to: Porgy and Bess, Miles Davis
Thoughts at the moment: Fly my furry creatures!

Falling off the pedestal onto a spinning top

Listening to: It's going down, X-ecutioners
Thoughts at the moment: "I'm a great believer in luck, and I find the harder I work the more I have of it.", Thomas Jefferson

It doesn't help that my desk is facing my Managing Director's office... Since he threw that little birthday party of his, I can't help to think at the age of 39, he's managed such success. This is a man with an absolutely charming smile that deceives anyone that speaks to him for the first time. With true German ways yet with a hint of Asian attitude (he's had durians... what else can I say?). I recall the first time I spoke to him, it was all nonchelant and easy going over lunch (dad was with me). My first impression was "Sure, another one of those engineering turned management types." That was until he and dad started talking about business and projects worth a whole lot more than I can count. The way of which he speaks is that of masked control, a sense of overwhelming confidence (doesn't help that he's got a big voice). Well, he realised later that I was kinda out of the conversation (I mean which intern applicant would be thinking of a hostile takeover at the first meeting anyway?), he switched back to another topic which is less intimidating to an average 20 year old. The topic was irrelevant but the theme remained the same... When you can't move forward because of others who are slow, look inwards and improve yourself to further to better the heights of which you stand. From all the stories I've heard from dad about him, suddenly the puzzle falls into place. I would personally dread to work with him because the standards get higher and higher as the stakes continue to increase as well. Yet, I want to be him... Is it any wonder why he's seated at that post at 39. Alright, so one can justify that the parent company in Germany sent him around to a little place called Kuala Lumpur to take care of one of their small offices in the Asian continent and he's not all that in Hamburg... perhaps, but the tenancity scares me...

Now on to something a wee bit more juveneille! I had a great weekend... To be honest, I was hardly at home. Saturday was something of a blur to me as it passed by with great speed... I was out alone at Bukit Bintang as I needed to get a couple of things, check out my darned camera and then to do whatever I wanted to do without anyone holding me back. Quick in, quick out... Well, not really quick... but its cool. A couple of hours later I was out with a couple of school friends... the combination of a decent meal and a couple hours of conversation is never a bad thing. Throw in a classy setting... its just great.

There are still so many people I've not caught up with and I've only got a couple of weeks left. I've realised how much I've compromised with friends this entire year. Suddenly, I've become an alien in the company of those I thought I knew. Ah well, I change, people change... thats just the way it is. How long can one's life stay in parallel with another?

Listening to: I dream a dream, Hayley Westenra
Thoughts at the moment: Zilch! Nothing, Zip!

Late night, slow tunes...

Listening to: Autumn- Allegro, Vivaldi
Thoughts at the moment: 1. I need a faster car, 2. A little amused and pleased with a couple of things

I just had a good night out with a bunch of friends... Lots of talk and lots of laughs...
Thinking about leaving KL doesn't seem really nice... but I seem to want to leave it and hopefully start a fresh new accademic year in England. It seems every year I've got to start from scratch and it seems like a bad habit. If I'm optimistic, I'll say that its good and it builds character and its a good way to do things, from a clean sheet. On the other hand, there is always that other view that too much change will confuse not only myself but others around me. As I start anew, somehow I feel as though I've lost the support of a really close friend and someone I really can count on. But I also know that it gives me a great opportunity to meet new people and re- aquaint myself to the ones I already know. It gives me the freedom and space that I need to develop...

I remember Timmy telling me how he like KL and how its so much more organised. I guess to a certain extent KL does have its charms. But for most of us who have lived here for most of our lives, I guess we've gotten to that mundane, cynical cycle. Sure drivers aren't all perfect and heck, the store assistants can be a heck of a lot nicer (like the ones in London would be a great start). But I do like how the twin towers will peak out among the skyscrapers and the night view is really pretty. It is a metropolis, but to a certain extent the buildings are well spaced and they don't all have that grey box design reminisence of the 70s and early 80s architecture (really, what the heck were they thinking then). Not to mention there are places at the fringe that are simply beautiful... the quartz ridge for example. I guess no matter which part of the world I'm in... KL will be home. Now just to convince the other million people to think just like me!

Reading my previous posts, I realised that trying to improve has been my frame of mind for the past couple of days. Darned it! I so need a life... Anyways, think thats for me at the moment... Have to hit the sack pretty soon as I still have to wake up for breakfast with family tomorrow morning.

Cheerio!






This was actually taken by camera on the cover of the last Calvin and Hobbe's book... I ain't the mushy kind but I still think this is sweet.

My 1st attempt at playing around with html

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Drivin' down 6th avenue

Listening to: Immortal, Evanesence (if that's spelt correctly)
Thoughts at the moment: How I feel like taking a drive up to Genting or some mountain place just for the sake of driving.

I was just thinking about my future this morning... It all stemmed from talking to one of my colleagues this morning. She's a single mom, working her job in the office and at the same time doing a course in management at night. It did pique my curiousity and I did think about the way she's manage to motivate herself so well. Its a quality I do admire... to continue motivating one's self even through tough times in a continous journey of self improvement. Einstein did say once that if one does not make a major contribution to science by the age of 30, he probably will never do it in his life. Then I looked around at some of the people in my life. Out of university, working for a couple of years.... settles down into this quiet routine of work. With no desire to improve or to excel further... Being the wet behind the ears person that I am, I do wonder... placed in a position of work, will I slip to being a routine runner and head to a comfort zone... or would I want to continue in the quest of making myself a better person in more dimensions than one.

3:46pm
Listening to: Evil voice running through my head
Thoughts at the moment: Should I watch the Italian Job tonight or go for CG

I'm feeling rather uneasy at the moment... A little mixture of anger and disappointment yet also with a certain desire to set myself apart from such emotions and to move forward. Stirring of emotions fueled by vivid memories... definitely not a good combination to feel all cheerful and bouncy. I'm reading a paper titled "A 3 dimensional numerical model for the analysis of pipe flows with cavitation." My first impression, "WHOA!" But what it actually is a mathematical model depicting how holes form and grow in pipe bends. Your plumber would probably solve it easily without all the mumbo jumbo I'm reading.

I remember at the end of 4th form, someone did tell me that no matter how I tried, I'd always be satisfied... but never happy. It's scary just thinking about it... but I think I'll throw it into one of the locked chests at the back of my head. It's not something that I need now.

Cavitation... cause or effect?

Listening to: The gentle humming of the computer fan
Thoughts at the moment:How the heck am I going to stay awake.

Once again, without fail... I AM IN THE OFFICE!!Today, I continue what I've started yesterday which is something to do with "High pressured steam and its effects on pipe bends" with regards to the power plant I visited the other day. Obviously, the power plant was a lot more interesting than reading up theory.

I would be snoring like a pig right about now if not for the little sundry shop at the ground floor of the office. Sweets... almost essential. One should have seen my consumption during the exam period. Once, a friend did tell me she was absolutely horrified with the pile of chocolate wrappers and sweet casings that I've consumed over the course of the day. Oh well... Now, why would I be sleepy... I had a heavy lunch... I went out with Jade and Stella for lunch (Nippon Tei) at KLCC today and I guess I had a bit too much (Green noodles and tempura). Well, its a good thing to have friends that do pop by once in a while... it gives me a chance to run away from the mamak and have "proper food" for once. Also, it takes my mind away from the thoughts that have been tormenting my mind... Work included! Hehehehe... what is a boy to do? :P

Strangely enough, I've not managed to have a conversation with Adlina... I left a message on MSN when she wasn't around and well, think the same happened vice versa. Cest La Vie

Hey, am back in the office once again... I'm looking forward to heading back to the UK but on the other hand, there is also this little case of perhaps missing home. My little resolution this coming acc. year is not only to be more dynamic in the way I study and do things but also to live out of my shell. To meet new people and to make friends (finally) instead of just plain acquaintances. I hope 3rd year isn't all as bad as it looks... I definitely, desperately need to revamp my life. Towards the 80% goal for 3rd year... God willing.

Another day in the office, as I have been this whole week, its been quite a painful one with issues of the heart taking centre stage. I can't say that I've gotten back the spring in my step and the glint in the eye... But I can say that I'm trying to get back on these pair of legs.

To tell the world who I am, I first have to be honest myself. "To thine ownself be true" Shakepspeare probably would be the best to sum up what I'm trying to do. But I shan't keep this a gloomy blog... and hope it'll be great... So yes, do pop about and drop a line or something and yeah, we'll see how things go!

Cheerio!