You sure or not?

Was so tired yesterday. Slept early. But somehow it was a restless night.

Maybe I was not happy yesterday, cause I envy most of you that was on holiday!

Woke up as usual. Somehow, I felt today is a Monday!

You sure or not? I am so bloody sure today is Monday@@!!!! Nothing seems right. From the time I woke up, took my shower, everything points to that today is MONDAY! Black Monday.....

Went to my first meeting at 8 am. I prayed that I will not be grumpy and spoiled the meeting. Turns out ok. Better than expected. But still I feel today is Monday.

Second meeting at 10 am was with the consultants. Reached there on time. Two of my staff did not turn up! Stucked in another meeting. Because today is Monday, I am controlling my foul mood. Surprisingly, I even made jokes in the meeting with the consultants......

Somehow I still feel today is Monday...... You sure or not? Yes I am sure.......

Punah Karisma

Pada tika saat ini
Lautan badai bertiti
Detik perit hati
Hancur mengilap seri.

Mana bisa racun dusta?
Meragut denyut maya
Merintih pedih seketika
Bergegas panah asmara.

Namun masih ada
Lamunan Karisma
Ternoda di ranjang fana
Tersirat gelap gelita.

Persis di mata badai
Sebutan lemah longlai
Tertiarap terkulai
Mercu tanda kalimah
Bangun dari kerenah
Membelah hati punah.

Halilintar bergema syahdu
Halusnya hati merayu
Terbiar kelu kaku
Ratapan yang usang
Mahligai sepi gersang
Hayat terlepas pandang......

Learning Bahasa Malaysia.

I am perturb, that I actually do not know a lot of words in Bahasa Malaysia! I think it is different than Bahasa Melayu...... Someone that is knowledgeable on this matter can enlighten me please....

So for today, I hope some of us can learn a new word :

Gesper : Buckle; device through which a belt or strap is threaded to secure it.

How many of us actually knows the Bahasa Malaysia word for buckle is actually "gesper"?

I hope to find more Bahasa Malaysia words to learn and share with all of us.

Have a great Monday!

The Presentation

Just a short one today.

Yesterday, we were called by MAIWP to do a presentation. No I was not pissed off that we were made to wait for three hours before we actually presented. Not to mention, spending more than one and half hour loitering outside the meeting room before someone thoughtful gave us some chairs for us to sit.

No, I was not pissed off.

Then the presentation itself.

It may not be the best. My respect to the chairperson. But the audience, ermm I am taken aback! Some of the language used should have not been use. It was a formal presentation! Don't we all know, for strangers, we are judge by first impression, and then by what comes out off our mouth....(my term either it is gold or frog)...

With all the silliness of the adults and colorful insults to discredit a human being....

No, I was still not pissed off.

You want to know, what pissed me off?

The charade....

It reminds me years ago.... no matter what department you are from.. the bottom line....

How much is it for me?

Sad but true. Now that pissed me off!

You make my day!

CASE I

I had a meeting in Precint II Putrajaya at PJH. After the meeting I wanted to go to the Immigration Department to meet up a friend. I went to the security desk for direction.

This was what I remembered he told me, it is on the opposite road, beside the Ministry of Finance. So I went to the parking lot to my car. From there I can see the MOF. Not so far I thought.

So I start walking. The weather was so hot at 2:30 pm. Crossed the road at the traffic light, I am already at the wing of MOF. By the time I reached the far end of MOF I realised the MOF building is actually very long.

To my surprise, the next building to MOF is still under construction. Well perhaps it is the next building I thought. So I walked some more. The next building is the same. Something wrong I told myself.

I finally reached the next junction of traffic lights. What I can see the building beside the traffic light, if I am not mistaken (yes I cannot remember names easily) is Kementerian Perusahaan or Hal Ehwal Dalam Negeri, but not Immigration!

So I walked back to my car. By that time I called up my friend to say that I am turning back and will meet some other day. As it turns out my friend was done at the immigration and asked me to wait by the roadside to give me a lift back to my car.

By that time I was perspiring so much. It was so hot. I was so thirsty. I did not wait and walked to my car. That day I drank one whole young coconut plus one 7 up at one go....... It cooled me. But I felt like an asshole that day.


CASE II

Went to the night market to buy some food. Saw some traders selling football jerseys. Saw one that I fancied. Asked how much? It was only for RM 20. I really like the Arsenal jersey. So I tried it on. Looks nice and fits comfortably.

The trader then confirmed the purchase. I remembered he told me, "Ok bang, saya bagi yang baru." He quickly took one that is still plastic wrapped and put it in a plastic bag. I paid and I left to buy foods.

Reached my pad, and was eager to look at my new jersey. It was the same color, but it was not Arsenal! Damn.... do I feel like an asshole!


CASE III

I was driving from Batu Caves towards Kepong. Driving within the speed limit but at the third fast lane.

As I was just about to take over a car, apparently driven by a lady. There was another red car car in-front of hers. Then suddenly without any indication or warning, she went into my lane.

I guess it was a fool's reaction, I swerved to avoid her, then braked, my car skidded, bang the railings. The railing broked and pierced the side portion of my car. Instantly I was killed!

No.. no, that was not what actually happened. It was a fool's reaction, I did swerved to avoid her, braked like mad, narrowly missed the railing. Man... you should see how my hands and leg trembled....

And the best part is, she just drove off. Oblivious that she nearly killed someone. IF YOU ARE READING THIS POST MAM, I am pleading you to stop killing your fellow drivers. Thank you.

I am an ASSHOLE!

The Short Break

It was planned as 3 days 2 nights getaway. At the last minute, it was changed to a 2 days 1 night affair.

I am disappointed, but that is work. We just follow order. So up to the bosses to change schedules at their wimps and fancy…..

Drove down to Awana Kijal. I have always loved traveling, especially on my own. So the 3 ½ hours drive from Kuala Lumpur was wonderful. With the new highway, it was smooth all the way until Kuantan.

From Kuantan to Kijal is still the state road, traveling thru the villages. I do not usually drive fast, but this time, I just drove fast even when I went thru Chukai. There are some changes to the road and route. Signboards were not sufficient. At least once I missed a junction.

My first time to Awana Kijal. Yes it is as beautiful and nice as everyone has said it would be. There is something for everyone.

Sunrise in Awana Kijal.

One can rest in the banana garden......

Huge swimming pool. Kids and adults will have lots of fun there. Hehehe.. I do not swim, so I just watched.

Beautiful beach. Beware of the waves. It looks menacing. I grew up in the west coast we do not have waves that huge and menacing. Lots of water sports activities one can choose from.

I kind of like this picture....

Of course they have the game room, the giant chess and snake and ladder!

Entrance to the sauna, especially for the ladies.

But the most famous is the golf course. As I am not a golfer, I dare not say anything much, accept that the course looks green and well taken care off! Judging by the way our Chairperson is smiling, it must be a great course…..

Will I go there again?…… well maybe…. Somehow I compare it to London. Hehehe…. Too expensive for normal salaried people like me.

Mistaken Identity.

It was at night, even with the lights on, I was not sure what it was.

We were at the "Kandang Kambing" and decided to stay overnight. As it was already late, I went to one of the hut to take some matresses for us to sleep on.

As I was just about to take the matress, I realised something has made holes in it, and the foams werestrewn all over the floor. Two more mattreses needed to be burn.

Just when I was about to pull the matress away, I thought it was a big rat that scuttles away. It jolted me a little. Went out off the hut, to give sometime for the rat family to find its way to another home.

30 minutes later, I went back to pick up the hole infested matress to be burn. Was pulling one up, when there was a movement that jolted me again. I dont really like those big rats!

What the heck, I just picked up the matress and took it out to my friends. Yes we thought it was a big rat. The thing was in the mattress, running in it! One of my friends took a stick and beat the poor "rat" to death.

I thought that was it. And went to the hut to pick up the other mattress with one big hole. Then I heard a shrieking sound. Holy cow, that rat leaves her babies behind. At least that was what went thru my mind.

I groped thru the hole in the mattress. First I found one baby. It was quite. Then another shrieking sound! It seems there is one other baby that has wondered off to the edge of the mattress. Managed to get it out. I found only two babies........

Now what to do with these two orphans? I do not really like rats remember? Eventhough I use to have at least 50 hamsters, but rats, still give me the creeps......

Out off guilt, I pries open the other mattress where their mother was bludgeon to death. Behold, it was a mistaken identity. I really felt so lousy then!


These are the two orphans. Anybody wants them? Do not worry another friend is fending them now. At least they were receptive to being feed with tin milk....... Better call up my friend to see how the orphans are doing......

Hip Hop

Dear Mr. Jackal
Did I miss you today?
Did you miss your way?
Did you see me fall?

Yesterday was then
When I was lost
Today is a pretend
Emerging as a ghost.

Wondering tick tock
Hip hop hip hop
Down the rock
Flip flop flip flop.

Walking round the clock
Tick tock tick tock
What a beautiful frock
A handsome prince of frog?

The conversation

Last night had our usual "lepak" time with the old boys. These friends grew up with me since we were 12 years old. We meet once in a while, like every other month. I reached there first. Then came H who is actually the homosexual in our group.

H has always been at ease with us, as we accepted him as he is. H even made jokes that his "wife" passed away everytime an outsider asked about his marital status.

Well it was kind of sad for me, sitting there watching him. Actually he is sick. I am not sure but his last partner seems to passed him an uncurable disease. Yup he is dying slowly..... but that is not what I want to write today. Maybe someday I will write about H.

We were talking about our school days. And H was telling how he missed his partner then. Lets call him G. Apparently, the partner he was referring to is now actually gone straight, with a wife and kids! So as we were on this subject, we talked about him and his conquest.....

When talking about it, I realised that there is something "sick" about it all. G was molested at the age of 6 by his own relative. So here is the list of G's conquest in our humble school.

a) Molested by G at the age of 13. Now he is married to a beautiful lady. A not so succesful business man. Looks secure, but actually very unstable. Nothing much is known about his marriage.

b) Molested by G at the age of 13. Passed away at the age of 18. Got drunk and drowned in UK.

c) Molested by G at the age of 13. Now an architect. Having an affair with one Dato. He is actually married, but more for convenient sake. Poor wife is suffering.

d) Molested by G at the age of 13. Now a fail business man. Still with his wife and has beautiful kids.

e) G lover, H. They broke of at the age of 15. H is now slowly dying.

f) Molested by G at the age of 16. Heard not married, having a stable job, somewhere in the Southern State.

g) Lover at the age of 16. He is now last heard in Australia. Most probably has changed gender.

h) Lover at the age of 17. He is an engineer with the government. Still not married.

8 kids were involved with G. Some molested some lovers. Well at least that was the story told by H. As I recalled, it might be true. As we were once, one crazy bunch of lost kids ......

I remembered those crazy seniors of ours..... at least 50% of them were experimenting with sex of the same kind. Most graduated to sex with the opposite gender. But some, still trapped until now.

I have treated them as friends from the beginning. Yet, I do feel the pain now, for those that have gone thru the molesting phase. They were young..... but who is to blame??? If not ourself!

Going out off town next week.

I was hoping to go to Labuan last month or this month, but looks like it will not happen so fast afterall. Now that I am confirmed to go to Trengganu next week, I am a little bit happy. I am tired of this working like a dog scenerio.

(Would love to go Phuket or Bandung, but just could not afford it yet! And it is sad, I have never been to those places..... )

So even going to Trengganu sounds fun. Will be driving there. So I will have lots of time to myself, alone. My mind can wanders off to another dream land. I really need the break from all these madness.

It is supposedly a working trip, but I already made arrangement with our Chairperson Dato, to have the meeting at nights, and leaves the day open to our own activities.

The Dato love to golf, but I do not really enjoy it. The Dato has been pestering me to play golf, but even betting at RM10 a hole, I am bound to loose RM 180 a flight. Two flights a day.... man that is RM 360! A small amount for the Dato, but will surely burn my pocket!

Maybe I just relax by the beach. Enjoy the sunset. Watch the fishermen and fishes. Yeah maybe take some pics......


P/S: To all the secretaries, have a wonderful secretary week!

******************** Wasteland *******************

Hives of intrinsic value
Floundering of undesired
Triumph without a clue
False desires and pride

Cringe on anonymous silliness
Barren the land we stand
Laughter in the darkness
Mongering the ravaged land

Thus who is free?
But not thee
Heart of our homeland
Free amongst friends

Why fight when you can flee?
Surrender to the avalanche
Doom in the 7^th degree
Survival in the dreaded clan

Oh monsters of heaven!
Done with your sinister plot?
Leaving me unrepentant
With tears of an old clot

Burn the chariot of clover
Relinquish power of the pauper
None but the carefree minister
In a dull senseless character
Mundane to the initial disaster
Behold the exquisite prankster!