Selamat Hari Raya AidilFitri 2005

Raya is next thursday, but I don't think I'll be blogging after this, and I guess it is not too early to wish any way.
I rarely blog nowadays, it is not that I do not have the time, it is just too many thing in my mind right now.
I am not the person who worry about money usually, since I am not a big spender, and I don't have expensive taste in anything. I cares very less about my preveious evaluation in my ex-company, is didn't matter, ada ker takder ker increment, did not mean much back then.

But now.......man........ I am suffocating. I need money! So much to do for the house. Of course my father and parents in law hepled, but I can't count on them entirely!

Headache thinking about money! Raya pun ala kadar jer, my anak buah's duit raya this year will be cut to maybe RM10 only I guess.

Maybe next year I would beb able to give them more...........

I have no mood to write anything anymore..........


Selamat Hari Raya............... Maaf Zahir Batin.

Sigh......................

It is my second day of normal shift and I am already wondering whether I made the right decision. The work load is just so and so, but the responsibility seems to be too heavy.
I used to have these kinda responsibilities, in my previous job, and it is nothing new now, but it seems that really enjoyed the shift work. Of course there will tonnes and tonnes of tickets coming in any given day, but you finished your day....and you finished with it. You don't have to worry about it.
Is this position any different?
I don't want to be depsressed about work, I don't want to be THAT person again.
It is clear, work is just work, nothing more, it does not define the person you are, no matter what your position is.
We are what we do. I worked for money, simple as that, forget about job satisfaction, do your job, get you pay and enjoy your life.
What happening to me? I am talking as though I end up with the worse job, this is still heaven compared to my last job...
Well..... think positively, I just got promoted, be happy for that now, maybe things seems to be overwhelming right now, for God's sake, it is only been my second day! Cheer up.......
Maybe I wont feel the same after few more weeks.
Help me God!

Anyway......Ramadzan al Mubarak to all!!!

Surprising Hits.........

I noticed recently that my blogs has been getting a lot of hits, since I have installed the 'netmeter' I could check the reffereing website to my blog, these are my findings,

Listed below are the few keywords, that if you searched in yahoo (or other search engine), my blog would be included in the search result, which is quite weird though, anyway I am happy that my blog getting alot of hits, hopefully those who are unfortunate to be redirected to my blog, will spend few min reading and leaving some comments. (and could find what they are looking for and find my entries beneficial)

1. contoh surat rayuan - (the most hits are from these keywords..wow I am so proud hahah)
2. majlis daerah bentong
3. anakin - (if you searched the image in google)
4. what do you know about the nephews of victoria gotti - (this is so weird !!!!)
5. desparate hosewives - (if you searched the blogspot)
6. gov.my
7. majlis Daerah Bentong Pahang Darul Makmur
8. polis saman.my
9. Casa Impian
10. Anjung Seri

Good Tidings..............

I got a letter from Sunway saying that the house is completed and the house key is ready to be collected. I couldn't believe it at first. So fast? but I was overjoyed, really really was happy. Sometimes we wouldn't realize how happy we would be about matters like this. When I booked the house, I was like, yeah..a house, where am I going to find money to pay and all those things, but as the house builds up and taking up shapes, it all turns into excitement.
And when you finally receive a letter requesting to collect the key, the financial problems seems too small, it worth every damn penny I am paying, if owning a own house feels like this!

Well, apart from that, when I came to office at the evening (nite shift), my team lead told me another good news. Hmmmm seems like my career going one right path after all. I can't disclose the proposition here as it is not confirmed yet, but I am happy nevertheless. I was worried after I left my previous job to this one. I was wondering whether I am making a right decision. Leaving a 8-5 job to a shift work. And I was wondering until when I need to do shift work, it seems SO routine, same old thing over and over again. And don't have to wonder no more I guess. I am happier here, away from "Mount Doom" (that's what we call the dept in my previous company, away from evil Souron...) any place other than Mount Doom is a better place.

Well back to the house, we have booked for the kitchen cabinet, and got a quotation for plaster ceiling and there are tones of works to be done................. yipppy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Obsessions...

I have problem with obsessions, when I am interested in something, I really becomes obsessed with it until that's all I'll be thinking about. Gym, cooking, gardening... to name a few. The latest addition to the list would be house interior design. It is started when I and wife found out that our house is completed, and only waiting for CF and the key. We are not sure when we will get the key, the agreement says it is before Feb 06, but the house was launched on Oct, so I guess it must be sooner than later.

It's time. We need to start acting, no more empty 'surveying' in the shopping complex, it is time to put all our knowledge we gather in the form of quotations. My wife is the one so 'beria-ria' doing all this. But now I have taken her place. She complained a lot that I don't care so much about the house thing, but she has created a monster!!! And there is no stopping me now.

But the house is ALL I could think about now. Every page I turned in the newspaper, my eyes will scan for any furniture, kitchen cabinet or bathroom or anything related to house promotion adverts. Anjung Seri suddenly seems like a very good magazine to read.

I think this is a good obsession; at least I am spending time (and money) in something useful and long term. And it really gives a fulfillment investing in real estate. I really really can't wait to move in to our new house. I have SO many ideas now that I need to write down everything or else I'll forget everything.

Well, we first is to do Kitchen Cabinet first. We got few quotations already. And one seems really promising. We bought a hood and a hob for our kitchen cabinet, since we got a really good offer from Home One and Maybank, a real bargain that I am really happy. We also bough light for dining room since it was so gorgeous, even we haven't figure out the lighting scheme at that moment.

We are thinking of Modern /Cosmopolitan /Contemporary concept with a little (tiny) touch of Oriental taste. Well lets see how's that turns out, well, it mainly depends on one thing...budget. Wish that Casa Impian will throw me a free house make over…. Well one can always wish right?

Hero Generator

This is how I would look like If I am a super hero.
I got this from hero generator site. Its cool, give it a try.
I wonder what my superpowers would be?

That was 6 years ago?!!!!!

10th August 1999. That was the day I actually confess my feeling to my wife. I remembered the day clearly as it was yesterday.

We were doing our Industrial Training (IT) then in Motorola KL (now known as Freescale). It was stormy rainy thunderous Tuesday. We all (my wife, Iza, emma and me) went out for lunch, and we something came up and Iza had to take half day and I send her straight home after lunch. 3 of us were late to office due to heavy rain.

We were sitting at our "Trainee Corner", a place by the window facing Federal Highway where we lepak when we have nothing to do (which were often the case, most of the time we would be counting the number cars passing by the fed hi-way).

It was about 3pm, only I and my wife were there at that time and we were talking and talking and talking, one topic lead to another and I gather enough courage to tell her what I felt towards here. I know there were no turning back. I was committed, even though she said she needed more time to think about it, but I knew, it was fate that we were doing the industrial training at the same place, I knew that I will marry thus girl one day. I just knew. She only said yes after 1 year and 20 days (on 30th August 2000). But again, I didn't matter for me (even her) as we knew we would end up together one day.

But that was 6 years ago! I really couldn't believe it when my wife reminded me about our little anniversary recently. 6 years?!!! My God, has it been that long ago? I still feel like it happened yesterday. Time sure flies.

Usually on every August 10th we will go out for dinner, but this year we had to cancel our plan due to haze. But is doesn't matter, we have dinner together all the time and it is always special.

P/S: I knew a couple who celebrate their special date EVERY month. That is just plain bulls%$&*. I wonder if they still do that?

Majlis Perbandaran Bentong

My hometown is changing. The town council use to be called MDB (Majlis Daerah Bentong) and now it is known as MPB (Majlis Perbandaran Bentong), effective 16th July 2005. The 'Upacara pengistiharaan was really grand. Text of the opening ceremony is available here What's the different? My sis said, the parking fees are higher, the Cukai Pintu also higher and the real estate value shoot up. Well I think the upgrade got something to do with population growth.

The new Majlis Perbandaran Bentong Town Council Building.

I heard Siti Nurhaliza suppose to show up to perform that night, but it seemed that the MPB was unable to afford her fee (after all she is from Pahang, no discount ar......) so Dayang Nurfaizah performed instead. I didn't go for the show. But I managed to view the magnificent firework from my parents’ house. It was beautiful. This was my first time watching live firework show..... I know... I am pathetic.

Talking about Bentong, recently I was forced by a friend to buy a book by her family friend, Ted Miles. 'A Tree to Remember' is a wonderful and refreshing book to read, but I guess it is even special if you are from Bentong. It is amazing to read about Bentong from a white guy point of view....wait a minute, it is interesting to read about Bentong from ANYONE'S point of view! I have learned so much of Bentong history form this simple book. I couldn't find much about this book from Google, I only found this.
It is felt sad that I need to find out about the history of my good old town from a foreigner. No local sees the simple beauty of our small quite mountain town.

Burn the Fat, Feed the Muscle

It has been awhile since I last update regarding my fitness regime. But, just because I don't write about it doesn't mean that I still don't follow my fitness regime. I followed the "Burn the Fat, Feed the Muscle" program by Tom Venuto. Even the programmed title makes a lot of sense doesn't it? I think I mentioned all about it in my very first post. This is the only way to burn fat and keep it OFF forever and gain muscle at the same time. My wife on contrary belief that applying 'fat burner lotion' on target area will do trick. It does work, but only temporary. Nothing that I can say that that will makes her change her mind.

I started my gym membership in December 2004. These are the stats when I started:
Weight: 75KG.
Waist: 35"
Sadly, only these stats I'd recorded. I have however the 'before' picture, but noway I am gonna post ANYWHERE on earth!

These are my stats now:
Weight: 69KG
Waist: 32" ( I can fit into my jeans from my college time again! Yeahhaaaa)

I can see changes in my body now, it seems more defined, but not that defined, still needs a lot of improvements. But I am really really happy about my arms and shoulder. If last time I would not be caught dead wearing sleeveless, now I am kinda proud showing off my arms. Well I am happy, my wife is happy too, but no so happy if I wear sleeveless, she said she don't want other girls to look at me. Hahaha but I seldom wear sleeveless outside the house, only on my way home from gym. And she did buy me a 'muscle shirt' as a gift, I am just wondering on what occassion I should wear that shirt........

I am just hoping that I could be consistent about the number of the days I hit the gym. My target is at least 3 days a week (every alternate days, since I can do cardio home). But shift works makes it really difficult. But now at least I am hitting gym twice a week. On my rest days, I tried to work out in home.

In my opinion, if you are serious about keeping fit, there are 3 major factor that you need to take care. WEIGHT TRAINING, CARDIO and DIET. Exercise contributes about 40% and Diet contribute 60%. You can bust your ass 5 times per week in the gym, but if you don't look after you diet, you are wasting your time.

Talking about diet, I am on low carb diet. I tried to spread my meal evenly to 5-6 times a day. I make sure that I take more protein source compared to carb. And I only take complex carb like vegetables and oats and the like. I only eat rice on my 'cheat day' on weekends.

I can go on talking about proper diet and exercise technique, but I am no expert, I am afraid that I would post wrong things about work out, but all the things I written WORKS for me. Maybe I'll keep on posting about new tips on workouts and such in the future. My wife said maybe I should change my career to be a fitnes instructor, maybe I will one day AFTER I achieved my target which is single digit body fat percentage.

Padan Muka

What can I say, he deserved it, who ask to go around and pinching strange women's back side?
What surprises me and delight me is that, the two women actually started attacking this guy and drag him to the police station! Wow.... impressive.

I got one question for the guy though,
If he is charged, it will carry a jail term of up to 10 years and a possible fine or whipping upon conviction.

DOES IT WORTH IT?

Added 3/8/05

I was discussing this with my wife and she related to me the similar experience of on of her colleagues. Her colleague, Miss N use to take LRT in her previous job. So one day the LRT was really-really crowded, like packed like sardine can la. So she noticed that this on guy was standing right behind her and really rubbing himself on her back. She felt something on her behind, but she was unable to do anything. So when most passengers get down at KLCC station, she checked her back..... be prepared this going to get really disgusting. She notices that some kind of sticky liquid on the back of her baju kurung (you should know what is it). She was terrified, and felt like throwing up already, so she immediately got off the train and wash herself in toilet ( I don't even want to imagine how she washed).
I pity her, since she is my friend also, what kind of sick person was this guy who did this to her? I wished he was beaten up and dragged to the Police Station as well.

Tables turned on bottom pincher
BY BERNARD SEE
PENANG: An amorous man who fondled the buttocks of a woman was slapped, beaten up by the victim and her friend and then dragged to a nearby police station.
The two women were at a shop in Carnavon Street looking at some kitchen utensils at 1pm yesterday when one of them felt a pair of hands rubbing her buttocks.
The woman, in her 20s, quickly turned around and grabbed the man by his shirt collar.
She and her friend then pushed him outside and started slapping, pinching and beating him up.
By that time, the commotion had attracted a small crowd.
The two gutsy women, who work in a nearby hair salon, dragged the man, said to be a Sabahan, to the Central police station about a kilometre away.
Several passers-by, who later escorted the women to the police station, gave the man a few tight slaps when told about the incident.
The victim lodged a report after handing over the man to the police.
Both women declined to be interviewed when approached at the police station.
The case has been classified as outraging modesty under Section 354 of the Penal Code, which carries a jail term of up to 10 years and a possible fine or whipping upon conviction.
from http://www.thestar.com.my/

2nd August 2005

Observation in LRT

I have become a LRT regular since I change to this new job. I am so glad that I could take public transport,and also glad that my house and office is nearby LRT station adn even more 'gladder' that my company provided free feeder bus service from KLS to the office. These are few of my observations, I'll keep on adding this list as time goes (latest entries will be in different colour)

1. Sometimes while I am waiting for LRT, I am so tempted to hail the LRT (like we hail taxi)
2. I wonder why some people prefer to stand in LRT when there are plenty of unoccupied seats available.
3. I wonder how certain people managed to read while standing in a sardine packed LRT.
4. I wonder why there is longer queue at the counter while ticket machines are working fine.
5. What the different between "single manual ticket" and the normal magnetic ticket they sell at the counter?
6. It is really awkward when sometimes you just enjoying the view opposite your seat and suddenly the person sitting infornt of you thinking that we are staring at them.
7. And for the young couples who 'get it going' in LRT , why don't you all go get a cheap motel room somewhere..... please, this is public transport, and there are students here.
8. Kelana Jaya to Bangsar RM1.40, Kelana Jaya to KL Sentral RM2.10, but bangsar to KL Sentral is RM1.00!!!
9. I always wonder while looking at the people in LRT, 'hmmm maybe this person is a blogger that I always visit".
10. It really pisses me off when people starts 'fanning' themself using their hands, supposely because of the stuufiness of the LRT, please la....... This is Malaysian Public Transport, what do you expect?
11. How come nobody gets in gets out in the Abdullah Hukum Station.
12. Universiti to Taman Jaya or vice versa, seems to take forever, and I think it is the longest distance, if you travel from KJ to KL Sentral.

Contoh Surat Rayuan Saman.

My father said I recceived a love letter back home. Obviously it was surat saman. It seems that I exceed speed limit somewhere in Jalan Mahameru on 30th August last year!!! I really don't remember what I was doing there.
Anyway, I went to the Police Station to pay saman, my father said they will have the 'borang rayuan' for us to fill up to reduce the saman. But they DIDN'T.
They posted a sample appeal letter at the counter, requesting us to follow the format. Handwritten also accepted they said. Below is the format, more or else that I could recall from memory.
I also found out that I have another 2 more summons that I didn't pay. What the hell just pay everything one shot la. All with one surat rayuan. RM270 gone and a lesson learnt.



Nama,
Alamat sendiri.
__________________________________________________________

Ketua Polis Daerah Bentong,
Ibu Pejabat Polis Daerah,
28700 Bentong,
Pahang Darul Makmur. 28hb Julai 2005

Tuan,
Rayuan Mengurangkan Kadar Saman, No Saman XXXXX, No Kenderaan ABC XXX.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Murujuk kepada perkara di atasm saya ingin memohon jasa baik pihak tuan untuk mengurangkan kadar saman yang dikenakan ke atas saya.

2. Saya merayu agar kadar saman yang dikenakan ke atas saya dikurangkan kerana:-
i) Masalah keewangan, bebanan keluarga yang tinggi.
ii) Saya berjanji tidak akan mengulangi kesalahan saya di masa hadapan.

3. Saya mengucapkan ribuan terima kasih di atas jasa baik pihak tuan.


Sekian Terima Kasih.

Yang Benar,

______________
(Nama Penuh)

Revelation in Putra Feeder Bus

Today was my legs day in gym, for the first time I did the squad and my legs are screaming with pain with every step. But it is a 'good pain' that I enjoy, meant that my workout worked and my muscle is tearing apart and rebuilding....bigger.

So I was in the bus, heading home after a good workout and tiring night shift, a saw an elderly man getting into the bus, he was not that old maybe at his 50s or 60s, maybe he just retired and was in PBD for some official work. The bus was quite empty, I was sitting at the back of the bus, he got in and right before sitting down he looked at me......just for a while, I sensed sadness and regret in his stare. I didn't react, I just stared back at him, and before I could smile or anything he sat down. The whole thing happened in fraction of a second, but it had me thinking.... all the way to the LRT station.

What was in his mind when he was staring at me?
I can imagine, that maybe he was thinking that, once he was as young...as that guy sitting in at the back of the bus, and maybe he felt that he could have accomplished so many thing in his life when he still in his youth. Maybe he think that he wasted his life on wrong things, maybe he worked too hard until he neglected his friends and family or maybe he was thinking that he should have spend his youth more productively so that he can enjoy his retirement more. Or maybe I reminded him of his son, or maybe he was thinking, look at that young man, so young, at the prime of his age, and he is wasting all his time on things that really does not matter at the end (what ever is that!)
I don't know what the hell in his mind, but there is certainly a lot going on in my mind. I was thinking too much. I was sad.

I always wondered, if there is ONE advice the senior citizen wanted to give younger generation, what that would be?

I always wanted to approach my father and just talk to him about his younger days, the know all his hardship, all the suffering that he went to to bring up his life. But the thing is ,I am not that close to my father, I always wanted to be close, to break that thick wall of ice block between us, but to no avail.
I knew my father is a very hard working man. I am 30 now, and only now I knew that my dad started out as a 'Roti Man', you know, those men that sell bread house to house in motorbike. But in my father's case, it was a bicycle, imagine that! My mum said, my father will come back home roasted in sun, skin dried and darkened, all to support his loving family, and here we are complaining right after we reached home that we had the worse day because the office air cond was too cold.

How things has changed! If my father hadn't work that hard during his youth, will I be sitting here and writing this blog? I really don't think so.

I am just wondering, if my son, one day would write the same thing about me in his blog?

If there is only one advice that I wanted to hear from my father about our youth, what that would be?

Home Sweet Home.

Today for the first time me and wife stepped into the house we bought. Well hopefully it IS our house, we counted (the odd numbers only) and yes, that is house number 9 ( I love number 9, but my favorite is 7, but it was taken).

Well, we stepped into the house, thank God it was not locked. I was expecting some kind of life changing experience. You know, like the one in the movies, you do something really special or meaningful and suddenly you have the life changing moment where suddenly there is music at the background, light shining true the roof, leaves starts flying in and such things? Well nothing like that happen to us.
But we were truly happy.... our house, a place to call home, hopefully for the rest of our life (unless off course we moved in to a bungalow house, heheh).

Imagine, this is the place that we will build our life, this would be the foundation of our future. This is the place where we will have our first child, the place our kids will grow, and all the important events of our life will happen here in ..Insya Allah..perhaps our children wedding, and me and my wife will grow old here. Oppsss I am too far ahead in the future. Well, it is nice to let our mind wander once a while.

I have been haunted by the thoughts on how I am going to finance the whole new house things, yeah we bought a house, but it doesn't stop there. Renovation, furniture, bills. A lot to think about.
But when I imagine all the wonderful and magical things this house going to bear, It simply worth it.
So my dear wife, don't burden yourself thinking about the financial problem, just think about all the beautiful thoughts on our house, and we will somehow make it happen.

Desperate Househusband

I am so bored and I got nothing to do. Thats what happened if you have too much of free time at hand. Since I am working shift, I have 3-4 off days per week. I used to do gardening on my free time, but seriously, how much gardening you can actually do? and some more the new maid is taking care of the garden better than I did, so basically now I am jobless at home.

Well, when you are bored, and at edge of loosing your sanity, it is good to do something nice and different. So I took up cooking. Since I started shift work, I have improved my culinary skill.




Jamie Oliver...my hero....hahahahh


These are few of my my specialties,
Baked potato with cream source
Grilled chicken with orangy creamy sourcy thingy or whatever you feel like naming it.
Fettuchini/spaghetti with garlic source
macaroni and Cheese.


Local dishes,
Mee goreng
Ayam Masak Kicap
Khailan/Sawi/any veggie ikan masin
Nasi goreng

(ignore the spelling mistake, I have no idea how to spell the food name correctly)

But I prefer the western dishes, it is easier to cook, less preparation needed and uses the least amount of kitchen utensils (is it?)

And ever since I joined the Gym , I have learned to cook healthy as well. I use least amount of oil, and I only use olive oil, since it is healthier. I Don't fry anything any more, it is all grilled (without oil).

At the moment, my favorite is Tuna sandwich. It is healthy, has right amount of carb and protein needed by body, and oh man, it is easy to make or what?!!!!!

Other than that, I also sometimes (very rarely though) clean the bedroom and redo the furniture, just to surprise my wife, most of the time she will be pleased with the result.

Hmm, can't wait to move in to the new house, there will be a lot of activity for me to do then on my off days.
I am definitely a DIY guy. I love crafts, carpentering, plumbing , hanging wallpaper, gardening, fixing mosquito net around windows, anything that needed to be done aroud the house.
My major client right now is my mother in law, my parents and my sisters.
My sisters will wait till go back on weekend to fix things up in their house. I am doing charity only now, no charges....so far. I have invested a lot in tools also. It is a good investment though, rather than paying handy man for their lousy job.

P/S: Desparate Hosewives is really a good show, and my wife became an instance fan, maybe she felt related to the characters? I don't know.

Ladies, want to know which house wife you are? Well take this quiz to find out !

Weddings..... Indian Muslim Style.

This morning I woke up full with excitement. The day was beautifully, the bird's were chirping more joyously this morning and sun seems to shining brighter. I am just too excited. Why? Well, I got a wedding to attend to!!! That's why....It is not any wedding, it is an Indian Muslim wedding. How exciting!!!! (it should be obvious by now that the I am being SARCASTIC!!!)

Attending any wedding is the one thing that I hated most, for me it a terrible way to waste our precious weekend. I practically have to drag my feet all the way to the wedding hall, put up a smile face, chit chat with who ever sitting beside, eat pay the 'saman' and leave.

It is not that bad actually, but after attending soooo many many many Indian Muslims wedding, I am getting very tired of the monotonousness of the whole wedding/reception functions. All reception seems to be following some kinda unwritten rule (or maybe it is written, IM Wedding 101).

I list down the flow of the event for a typical Indian Muslim wedding reception.

1. Once we reached the hall, we will be greeted by the welcoming committee at the entrance, usually these committee members consists of men or women who are seniors on either side of the brides or the groom.

2. Before we were seated, we should greet and acknowledge everyone we know all the way to our table, even the very very distant relatives, by the time this process is completed, 15-20 mins would have easily gone by.

3. Once we were seated at the noise reception hall, usually a round table that sits 8-10. We would face the dreadful truth. The very very familiar looking menu will be facing us. The food is catered by Syed Restaurant, if it is not, you can be sure that it is not and Indian Muslim wedding and you can safely assume that you have crashed a wrong wedding. The food is the same, Nasi minyak or briyani, mutton, onion chutney, dalcha, spicy fried chicken and dessert is caramel pudding.

4. Bride and groom willl arrive fashionable late. (very late)

5. When they finally arrive, the drink jug on each table would have emptied and the appetizer (usually nuts) would have consumed to the last piece.

6. Brides and groom walks the aisle. Most of the time companied by the "Salawat" by Yusuf Islam (this is a MUST, I remind you)

7. When the newly weds finally settled. The MC starts to welcome the crowd and call an ustaz or maulana with massive beard to recite doa and read verses from Quran.

8. The MC will invites a person of influence in the community (preferable someone with Datokship) to introduce the couples to the guest. While this going on, the crowd continuously ignored the speech and talk loudly among themselves, competing with the PA system.

9. The MC will announce that the food will be served. Crowds get excited.

10. There will be 'food presentation' where the head waiter will makes his grand entrance followed by his follower. This will be accompanied by a very grand music from background, usually form some action movies soundtracks.

11. The crowd fullfills their purpose, they eat.

12. After a while, the MC will call upon the newlyweds to give speech. The newlyweds give speech. The crowd still ignores the speech and minding their own business.

13. MC announce the cake cutting ceremony, couple cut the cake(again accompanied by another background music from movie soundtrack). The crowd is still totally unaware of what happening at the main stage as they busy talking as always)

14. MC announce that guests can wish the couple at the entrance.

15. Another 15-20 mins will pass by waiting in the queue to wish the couple. On the way to queue 'point number 2'repeated here. Another 15 mins gone.

16. When finally arrived at the couple, take couple of minute trying to remember who they are and how we are related to them, if still no idea just say congrats and pay the saman. (anyway it would be impossible to recognize the bride since her face would be transformed into doll-like feature on that day, if they hired a really really bad mak andam).

17. Fuhhh finally out of the hall......wait wait.. there is the auntie you have not met for entire 2 week. She comes running towards you asking how is your health and how is everybody in kampung...no escape.......smile smile...Don't forget that. Another 15 mins flies. (You are lucky if you only encounter only one aunty!)

18. Finally, you are in the car. Oppppssss wait, the wife says, I forget to take the door gift! Run to the hall (it best to enter through the backdoor in order for easy escape) Grab the door gift and run!

19. Ahhh finally in car again!

20. Reach home.... hmmmm another wedding. Heavy food! Time to sleep away the entire Sunday!


My wedding was the exact same!

Tuition

Finally, I got a student. I have been telling everyone since I started my shift work that I am going to teach tuition for kids on my off days. And now after 10 months only I got one.
Well I was not really looking for students seriously, that's the reason I guess, but this one was handed by one of my childhood friend who is a teacher. She was teaching this girl all this while, but due to the unforeseen circumstances, she was unable to continue to teach her.

This is home tuition, means that I have to travel to the student house (all the way to Kota Damansara), the pay is by hour, considered a good pay for a first time tutor (anyway, I used to be a temp teacher while waiting for Uni) I teach this UPSR student, twice a week (4 hrs).

Teaching tuition makes me realize how berkarat my BM has become! I was mostly cluless when it comes to simpulan and peribahasa. But when the student ask, I just ask her to refer to her reference book!

I am no Einstein, but I can teach!

Sorry...

I am not being arrogant or cocky or anything egoistic, but lately, I can't seem to grab the concept of the word 'sorry'. It is not like I never apologies to anyone in my whole life. I do, I do it quite often, that's the word that comes naturally out of my mouth right after I did or say something that I should have not done. Maybe that's my problem, everybody's problem.... We say sorry too easily, without meaning it.

When and why do we say sorry? And what are the implications of the word 'sorry' should be? What is the course of action that should follow right after we utter the word 'sorry'?
These are not rhetorical questions. I am really asking because I have no idea!

However on my part, I truly belief that, when we say sorry, it should convey the message that we really regretted what we have done and promise to ourselves that we would not repeat the same mistake intentionally.

But when sorry is simply used as an excused to repeat the same mistake over and over again, it losses its meaning, its power. It is like, "Go ahead, do whatever you liked, if you hurt others, just say sorry and everything would be just fine".

I make mistakes in life; I am not talking big here. I do sometimes repeat the same mistakes and apologies over and over again. I admit.

But I hope, perhaps, by limiting the frequency of uttering the word 'sorry', we could actually improve yourself and our relationship with people around us, because we are no longer using the word 'sorry' merely as an excuse to repeat the same mistake in the future.

There is still sand between my toes.....

Pulau Redang.......

It is beautiful.
The water is crystal clear.
The sand is white and so fine.
The sky is blue.
The breeze is cooling.
The atmosphere is always tranquil and fun.
It is a place you go to unwind.

This picture is taken form the sun bathing bench in the resort I was staying at.

Interesting Facts....

1. My first time to Terengganu

2. My first time in Air Asia.

3. My first time flying towards east in a plane.

4. Terengganu people are friendly.

5. All the makciks there in Kuala Terengganu so awet muda.

6. Bubur (porridge) is called Nasi Air in Terengganu.

7. Even dark skinned people can get sun burn.

8. Things are so cheap in Pasar Payang.

9. The sea look clearer in a very very hot and cloudless day.

10. You tend to eat a lot during vacations.

11. Your testosterone level is very high during vacation. (may be because of no stress).

12. All electricity running on generators in redang.

13. Sea food is still expensive even in an island.

14. Sea fish like to eat dry-bread.

15. It is easier to snorkel with a life jacket.

16. There are few topless foreigners sun bath in Redang.

To be continued........

Don't be such a QUEEN dude!

I meet all kind of people in the gym I go to. Most of them just mind their own business and go there for mainly......working out. Well that the way it suppose to be. You don't go to gym to socialize or chat (hmm maybe except for girls... they really can chat ANYWHERE...even on a treadmill running at quite high speed......... a rather quite gym with 100s of guys suddenly will be noisy after 2 girls join in).

Usually I don't trash people on my blog. But this guy is pushing my limit!

You see... there is this one guy who works out in the same gym with me. I got to tell you, this guy thinks that he is a gift to all womankind. How I know this? Well I haven't seen any guy spend like 30min-1 hour walking in their underwear in locker room, and this guy practically does that and he spend hours admiring himself in the mirror. It makes me wanna puke. It is ok if you trying to flex your muscle for few min infront of the mirror to give you the satisfaction of your workout...it does help I must admit. But this guy, just a bit too much and I must say that other guys in the gym feel the same way towards this guy.
Am I jealous? Please............ let me tell you, his body is not that great, he is not 'cut' and there is still flabs and if I were him I'll be doing more cardio to burn those excess fat than doing weight training, and I got this funny thing that I must share...... I heard Mr I-am-so-hot-everybody-look-at-me talking to on of his 'victim',

Victim: You have tone up a little, why don't you do more cardio....you know.... to look more 'ripped'?
Mr I-am-so-hot-everybody-look-at-me: Oh no... I can't do that, If I do cardio, I'll loose all my muscle..... my body is weird... I loose fat even when I am sleeping...I can't do cardio!

What a bull crap, buddy, if you loose fat while you sleeping....how you explain the flab in your abdomen!!!!

Things can't get worse?!!!
You are wrong. I found that the Mr I-am-so-hot-everybody-look-at-me is working in a same company with me and he just moved on to my floor! I was so taken back..... What this ass**** doing here I was thinking.
Anyway to not be rude, I just give him a respectfully node and simple smile to acknowledge him.....since we have met many time in gym, But what Mr I-am-so-hot-everybody-look-at-me did? He completely walk pass thorough me as though I wasn't there!!!! What a jackass!
On another occasion that really pisses me off is that, I went to collect my printings at the printer. The printer was down for 2 days, but since the status of the documents I was printing was "printing" I went to collect my printings anyway.
Guess who I saw there. There he was, Mr I-am-so-hot-everybody-look-at-me aka Mr I-know-everything-and-I-can-fix-anything was there...Meddling something with the printer.
"Is the printer working now?" I asked him politely...... He just looked at me gave a blank stare, mumbled something and continue with his handy-work.
I felt like really punch him on that spot!!! What an asshole!

The sad part is I have walk pass his cubicle everyday to go to my cubicle. What a torture!!! I have to see the Mr I-am-so-hot-everybody-look-at-me disgusting face everytime.
I am going to ignore him from today onwards, surely someday he will be needing my favor or my team's favor....then see what his fate will be like!!!!