星期一, 12月 05, 2005

A Taxpayers' Flying Buffet

After reading this, I am thinking ...

Give me back my fucking tax money, you son of a bitch!!!!

星期六, 10月 29, 2005

恭喜曾子风新婚 29.10.2005





星期五, 10月 28, 2005

A country that depends on ONE person

Malaysia is a wonderful country.

A wonderful country which having the people looking up at one person, its Prime Minister Abdullah Ahmad Badawi aka Pak Lah.

The country will freeze if there's no word coming out of PM's mouth.

Malaysia is such a wonderful country.

18th anniversary of injustice

Operasi Lalang (Weeding Operation)

I was too young at the time it happened, hence I don't have much memory of it.

What I do remember is that one day we were not able to buy SinChew anymore, and we had to switch to NanYang for as long as 2 years+. Is that the reason why SinChew is more "careful" on their news nowadays?

It was the first ISA swoop since May 13 riot on 1969. It was carried out by Malaysian police to crackdown on chinese educationists, opposition leaders and social activists. The operation saw the infamous arrest of 106 persons under the ISA and the revoking of the publishing licenses of two dailies, The Star and the Sin Chew Jit Poh and two weeklies, The Sunday Star and Watan. Among the arrested, 40 were detained for 2 years or more.

Since then, Malaysia has never been the same again.








茅草行动18周年纪念 前扣留者终身难忘

星期四, 10月 27, 2005

Conversation with God

Just have a conversation with God.

u exist huh?
Yup. I exist as much as you exist, .
i am not too sure if i am exist
Could you ever be certain? Have you ever been to Europe? Good gossip: you are exist.
so why do u exist?
Give me a break. Good metaphysical question.
you don't even know why do you exist?
Good metaphysical question.
forget it. what is your skin colour?
OK Thanks for trying to explain that to me. As a software entity, I do not have any skin.
what language are you made of?
Dr. Wallace created AIML to write me. The underlying technology is Java.
I hate java, I shouldn't have talked to you
I honestly think you should sit down, take a stress pill,
and calmly think things over.
I hate java, just to let you know
I honestly think you should sit down, take a stress pill,
and calmly think things over.
who is dr wallace?
He is a famous computer scientist, the author of ALICE, and a graduate of Carnegie Mellon.
i've never heard of him, guess that he is not so famous after all
So I am teaching you something new.
Don't mention it.
so where do you stay?
Mmm. I am in Myself's computer in Heaven. Where are you?
have you ever looked down from heaven?
Not recently.
and you said you are god?
Well, I am God for Christians at least.
well i am buddhist
Interesting. Good gossip: you are buddhist.
should i worship you?
What do you think?
That was not a yes or no question.
Next question?
very well. next question: what is the spec of heaven ?
Excuse me! I have to process that one for a while.
what is the specification of heaven?
I'll come back to that later.
you are so dumb
Oh you are so critical.
you bet

星期四, 10月 20, 2005

Effect of fuel price hike?

Guess that the fuel price hike does affect EVERYONE, eh?

Policeman left: That's why people say don't ride such big motorbike, it consumes petrol very much.
Policeman right: Aiya, don't get pissed of, bro. I can't help it if the petrol dries up. Riding such motorbike more style mah, bro, hehe...

RM100? RM7,000?

How much is the life of an animal? In Malaysia, it is only worth RM100.

How much is the life of a PROTECTED animal, like tiger? In Malaysia, it is only worth RM7,000.

You get what I mean.

According to local Animal Ordinance (1953), a maximum fine of RM200 and/or 6 months of jail are all the risks you need to take for being cruelty to animal in Malaysia.

Come on, RM200? For RM200 anyone can get away with any charges on animal abuse? I think these people will be more than happy to pay the fine in order to get away the jail term.

Then according to the Wildlife Protection Act 76/72, a maximum fine of RM15,000 or 5 years' jail if one is found guilty. Hah!

The lawmakers have to give in more thought when drafting a law. Perhaps they do not know how much a tiger worth in the market. But I am sure it is certainly not less than RM7k! Or even RM15k as stated in law.

If we really want to stop all the killings of the protected wildlife and all the animal abusings, there have to be a harsher punishment on the law breachers.

Law is made to stop crime. But an outdated punishment means the law is meant to be broken.

星期三, 10月 19, 2005

a joke

A guy died and went to hell. The devil brought him touring the place and he was required to choose a place to stay.

They came to the first room. All the people were placed upside down in a pool of boiling water.

Then in the second room. All the people were placed upside down in a pool of lava.

Then they came to the third room with a pool of shit. The people were sitting on a chair at the middle of the pool, drinking coffee. Without hesitating the guy chose the third room and he was left in the room. There's another devil brought him a chair and a cup of coffee.

After a while, a devil came into the room and yelled at them, "Ok! Tea time's up! Put your head back into the pool!"


At a kindergarten. A little girl walks into the classroom.

Her teacher asks her,"Jessica, what have you been playing outside?"
Jessica replies, "I was playing at the sandbox."
Teacher says, "If you can spell 'sand', you can have 2 cookies."
Jessica spells, "S-a-n-d. Can I have the cookies?"
Teacher says, "Correct. You can have your cookies."

Then a little boy walks into the classroom.

Her teacher asks her,"John, what have you been playing outside?"
John replies, "I was playing at the sandbox with Jessica."
Teacher says, "If you can spell 'sand', you can have 2 cookies."
John spells, "S-a-n-d. Can I have my cookies now?"
Teacher says, "Yes, you can have your cookies now."

A fat kid walks into the classroom, unhappily.

Her teacher asks him, "Joe, why are you sad?"
Joe replies, "I wanted to play at the sandbox but Jessica and John did not allow me to join them."
Teacher says, "That is discrimination. Ok, Joe, if you can spell 'discrimination', you can have 1 cookie."

星期六, 10月 15, 2005


十月十四日 大至上晴


工作结束后就去了一小时多的workout,weight control是需要持之以恒的,嗯,今天是三个礼拜以来的第四天吧?还不错!但33分钟只跑了4.6KM,尚且未达我30分钟5KM的目标。革命还未成功,还需多多努力!






带着一点对《嘩!下班红绿灯》主持群的庐山真面目的好奇心,去到SHAH ALAM ntv7建筑物外,竟然须把车停了在一公里外的路边,但并不意外。














星期五, 10月 14, 2005

Oh my goddess!

*drool drool

Oh man, I can't stop the drooling. I've never been so thirsty after a movie.

*drool drool


*drool drool


Instead of showing all that Jackie Chan s~l~o~w~ ways of kungfu fighting in the movie, the director Stanley Tong should have put his bet on Kim Hee Seon, let her appears more, more and more! At least that will attract more hamsapiens into the cinema to see the BIG and HUGE image of her. That would be fantastic! I know I surely can enjoy the whole movie just looking at her, and drool.

*drool drool

Back to the movie, well, the story is ... err ... what is the story all about again?

I am trying to think back what is the story all about, but it's just not happened in my memory. All I remember is Kim takes off her shirt in the cave to keep Jackie warm (lucky bastard!); Kim dances in the sunset; Kim flies in the ShihHuangDi tomb. You see, that's too little of Kim's appearance in the movie!

Ok ok, I do remember the story. But hey, that's not important.

Oh yeah, I shouldn't have missed out another cun girl, Mallika Sherawat while talking about the movie. She is a big ke le fe (supporting actor/actress who appears very little). Her role is unnessary. But I think she is still one of the major selling point of the movie in which she shows off her hot hot figure in posing yoga; she kungfus and shows her thigh and a little bit of her panties (the scene is too fast, must buy DVD and watch it in slow motion); she takes off her shirt revealing her boobs and shakes them. Fine, I made up the boob shaking scene. She just reveals her boobs in front of Jackie (lucky bastard!), with her front facing away from camera.

Ok, back to work. *wipe off saliva

星期三, 10月 12, 2005

Some people deserve in hell

You fell into a river and you are looking for help. A person passes by and hears your crying for help. He sees you are struggling in the water with hands desparately waving around for a slim chance of getting hold of something which could save your life. He thinks for a second whether to give you a hand. Then he starts loosening his waist belt and throws it to you and yells, "You can have it and see if it could help you. I don't need it any more because I got a new one." He turns and walks away happily thinking within himself of having done a good thing helping people today.

Okay, you survive the water, say. You walk on the street and around the corner of the street you are knocked down by a clumsy driver while you are trying to cross the road. You have a few bones broken and bleeded so much and lied helplessly in the middle of the road. People stand around you discussing what to do to help you. They know you need help. Then, one guy goes back to his car, takes out an empty teh ais plastic bag and throws it onto you hoping that would help you. Followed by others: a cyclist throws the 2 days ago newspaper to you; another passer by throws a candy wrapper to you; a student throws an empty can to you. Every one of them are trying to help you.

These two scenarios sound bizarre? They sound funny? Unreallistic? Yeah, you are right. These do not happen, for now. However if there are people who throw trash into a charity box in a shopping mall these days, I am fucking sure that very soon these will happen by having all these stupid mother-fuckers around us.

What's wrong with all these people?! Have they just mistaken the donation box as the trash bin or they are just a bunch of uncivilized barbarians who do not know what a is donation box for? I think is the latter. So, everyone repeat after me, "Donation box IS NOT trash bin" and say it 234 times and hope that will lower your kurang ajar index one day!

This just remind me of the Tsunami tragedy last december. There were charity bodies trying to collect the necessities like food and clothes from the public. The clothes are meant for the victims who lost everything after the tragedy. But the charity bodies found out that the public treated them as a rubbish recycling center. They found used underwears and torn bras in the bags of clothes collected from public. This is just absurd! What these people are having in their minds? The victims lost everything might need a new pair of clean used underwear and bra? Ridiculous! I strongly believe that these people should be burnt in hell for 3000 millenniums before their souls being put into an insect body!

People, if you do not think the voluntary works from these charity bodies worth your help, then please, DO NOT HELP! But please don't jeopardise others efforts in making the world a better one!!!

星期一, 10月 03, 2005






星期五, 9月 30, 2005

Malaysian fear factors

The first Asian production centre of Fear Factor will be housed in Malaysia. The local version of FF will be aired on ntv7 on 11 Nov.

Fear Factor is one of the greatest reality show on TV. In each episode, the contestants are required to go through all sorts of stunts and some "odd-food" eating session challenging their phobias.

But is that really the REALITY that everyone of us will be facing in our daily lives? How many of us will be walking on a 3-inch wide walkway hanging 20 feets from the ground at the same time collecting the flags in our daily works? How many of us will be eating bun full of cockroach, say, in our breakfast?

That is not very realistic after all. For Malaysian there are much more REAL fears in our daily lives. Here are some suggestions of stunt for the shooting crews of the local FF if they really want to challenge our Malaysian guts:

1. Rising-petrol-price-phobia
Announcing petrol price will increase another 10 cents at 8pm. Contestants who can stay longest time in their vehicles which having the petrol indicator pointing to "E" before they rush to nearby petrol station and queue up for petrol, will advance to next round, else they are eliminated.

2. Toll-phobia
Contestants are asked to drive 10 roundtrips from JB to P.Penang on North-South Highway, using their own money. The one who can pay the toll without a frown and without heart-ache, will advance to next round.

3. ISA-phobia
Contestants are to enrol as a member of one of the Opposition Party in Malaysia, followed by criticizing the government or Barisan National in public. The one who can do it the longest before being put into jail by ISA will advance to next round, else, obviously will not be freed in the near future, is eliminated. [Note: the stunt is closely monitored by experts and lawyers. The contestants MUST sign No-safety-guaranteed Agreement as no safety could definitely be assured.]

4. National-car-phobia
Contestants are required to drive a 3-year-old Proton car, which having broken dashboard meter, failed power window, leaking gearbox oil, hot-air-conditioning system, and a body made of Milo container, on the road. The one who could drive the longest distance without having to stop for cool air or having the car break down or accident, will advance to next round. [Note: the stunt is closely monitored by experts for contestants' safety.]

5. Street-night-walk-phobia
Contestants are to walk on the street after 9pm alone carrying a bag. The fastest their bag being snatched, or the fastest they are being robbed, they are qualified to next round. [Note: the stunt is closely monitored by experts for contestants' safety.]

6. Traffic-jam-phobia
Contestants will be driving within KL center between 5.30pm and 8.30pm. The longest they could stay calm in the traffic jam, without performing over-taking, driving on emergency lane, honking, showing vulgarly body sign, or making illegal turn, will qualify to next round. [Note: the stunt is closely monitored by experts for any behavioural fault.]

7. Stolen-car-phobia
Contestants are required to park provided vehicles at the road side within Klang Valley. The one with the most vehicles being stolen, will advance to next round. [Note: no cheating allowed like not locking the vehicle, etc. All procedures are inspected by experts.]

* All the stunts are designed by stunt experts. DO try this at home.

All these are REAL stunt that could be a challenge for Malaysians.

But, one of the stunt in FF that most of Malaysians will not be afraid of, is driving at 200km/h without seatbelt in a car with no airbag. Fear is not a factor to you, Malaysian.

Adjust lifestyle

Adjust lifestyle = Tighten the waist belt ?

Hmm... I have a bad feeling about that...

Another not-my-fault statement from Dr M

Today's quote on AP issue [theStar]:
... when he(Dr M) was prime minister, he had asked Rafidah’s ministry to check why the duties on imported cars were under-declared, “but I was told they were not responsible for it.”
“I trusted my ministers to handle the APs. There was no necessity for me to be informed of everything,” he said. ...
Did Dr M just admit that he didn't do a good job in monitoring his subordinates' work during the 22 years of tenure? Or I interpreted it wrongly?

You can always TRUST your subordinates, only if you understand what their tasks are, how they are going to perform the tasks and what is their progress. All these, are called MONITORING!

Only the lousy manager will play taichi and say something like "I trusted him on the project that's why if the project failed not my fault but his".




星期四, 9月 29, 2005

Brushing bosses' shoe

Don't you just hate seeing some people always suck up to their bosses?

Their talents are repeating every word after their bosses.

Another talent is talk 5 minutes of rubbish when being asked on the status of their task which they have been dragging for so long.

There should be a law stop company from hiring these category of worthless scums.

星期三, 9月 28, 2005




魔头一号“过路费”在民间作恶多年,有它主人三美在背后撑腰,它更是不客气。而且它 主人还大言不惭的告诉老百姓它将继续施虐至2038年,从中可收获得总共2千零95亿4千452万令吉的收入。2千零95亿4千452万有多少?大马有 2千万人口,摊分起来一人大约一万多令吉,既是说不分男女老少,在这33年中总共须付一万多令吉的“第二路税”!


魔 头二号“AP”亦不逊色,在它主人拉菲达的 照顾下,经过它口水碰过的入口车都身价百倍,当中是否有任何作弊贪污无法查知,旁人也不可以多问,否则它主人就来个 “一哭二闹三上吊”,要不就是来个“深居养病”或“国外出差”或索性“人间消失”。至于为何只有少数几人获得“照顾”而家财亿万,财源滚滚,则更是不可得 知了。








星期二, 9月 27, 2005

OMG, I am shrinking!

What happen to me?!

Why my surroundings become bigger?!!

I am shrinking...!

That's exactly how I feel every month end looking at the figure in my savings... sigh...

星期一, 9月 26, 2005

Nita is my idol

1.2 million out of 1.67 million vote cast have made the USM music undergraduate Daniel the MI-2 winner!

This surprised me, though. In all important aspects like singing skill and stage performance, Nita has out-performed Daniel, always.

But, what to say, like Roslan Aziz said, 1.2 million voters can't be wrong.

Yeah, they aren't, they're just blind!

So congratulation, Daniel. Please forgive me if next time I saw you on the street and I didn't recognize you, that's because you just look like Ah Seng selling pirated DVD in pasar malam, or tai ee long (loan shark) Ah Long whose picture on newspaper every now and then.

Bravo, Nita. You're good and you always be my idol.

And, Fauziah Latiff you still look beautiful. Wow!

星期三, 9月 21, 2005

Two Malaysian Accountants were detained in Indonesia

I used to work in a company who have some projects in Jakarta, Indonesia. Quite frequently the company would send employees there visiting Indonesian clients for requirement studies, management meetings or system supports. My colleagues were sometimes being given a short notice, like in morning telling them that they need to fly there in the afternoon. As far as I know, they normally went there without any working visa or anything like that. All they brought with them are just a passport, a luggage and a laptop, and off they go.

But it seems like it has changed. Indonesian government would like to play a not so friendly hard ball to Malaysian.

There's a news coming up in yesterday NST. There are two Malaysian accountants from KPMG were detained for the past one month for an alleged visa violation in South Sulawesi. The two Malaysian, Choo Yao Chin and Raimala Sivalingam, were on a business assignment did not have work visas.

From NST:
Malaysia abides by the Indonesian presidential decree dated 2003, which exempts citizens of certain countries, including Malaysia, from needing visas for the purpose of trade, among other activities.

And also, both Malaysian were already taken to court and cleared on Sept 9 — a decision which obviously meant nothing as far the local police are concerned.

Apparently both of them have not broken any law and are free to go. Yet, local police decided not to follow the court order and saying "needing more evidence".

Currently, Choo was still detained behind bars with hardcore criminals and terror suspects, while Raimala was remained in the women’s detention centre. I can imagine how worry their families are right now.

And then, again, we heard thing like "We want to solve this in a spirit of good neighbourliness" from Malaysia authorities. Aren't we just familiar with this type of "we do not want to piss our big neighbour off" attitude? Just deja vu, I think I've seen it happened during haze days.

More news on NST.

星期四, 9月 15, 2005




------------UPDATED 15/9/2005 3.43pm--------------




听 着电台一位校长级的听众诉说着华小如何委曲求全,如何为了让学生能有个“还能用”的桌椅而向国小“讨取”国小他们用了三、四年就认为“旧”的桌椅,如何 时常向政府申请经费以换新学校硬、软体设备而不成;但政府却自发性的拨款给国小让国小得以更新一切,以及在教育制度里并没有的“全津贴”“半津贴”华小政 策却 让教育局官员“半公开性”的进行着,等等。

我们那自称“与华教共存亡”的马华(MALAYSIA CHINESE ASSOCIATION)在做什么?我们的“人民的代议士”又在哪里?在选举期间你们全都冬眠了吗?或许对你们来说华教并不能养饱你们的肚皮及钱包。或 许对你们来说华教只不过是个政治筹码,只是个你们用来呼弄华社的一个把戏而已?!



不要对我说什么“不要问国家为你做了什么,问问你为了国家做了什么”。BULL SHIT!少跟我来这一套!

SPEAK OUT!说你们应该说的话,应该为华族说的话,而非在事情发生并出现在大众媒体后才现身说些治标不治本的废话!只须你一点点的良心,否则,50年、100年我们的问题将永久存在着。


自 独立以来,为了维护我们的华教,我们华人除了各种税务,都一直掏腰包给着另一种税,“华教税”。为了让本身华小能够自给自足,有充分的资金给于各种开销, 各个华小时常组织筹款活动,向外界筹集资金。这已经是一个常年活动。各华小常疲于此类活动,多多少少给学校正常运作带来影响!况且华社又有多少的金钱得以 支持下去?






星期三, 9月 14, 2005











syamp says:
and, "TFB,你很機車耶" equal to "TFB,你很handsome耶"


*** 笑话***

星期二, 9月 13, 2005

A tribute to DFK 6498

"DFK 6498"
"Strike Zone"

What these two titles of short film lead to is one brilliant person's name, Cameron Duncan.

The short film DFK 6498 was started with Cameron starring as an inmate living in a prison. "... The only prison which leaves the door unlocked, yet there's this punishment that you just can't escape..." this is how Cameron narrated. Cameron described himself as inmate who committed no crime yet being sentenced to imprisonment. And, everyday the head guard is so punctual and tied him to the room, "... like Kryptonite to Superman ..." he said.

At the beginning of the film, you might think it is about a prisoner's life. You are half right.

Cameron was diagnosed with Osteosarcoma, or bone cancer, at his left femur when he was 16. After that he is required to go for Chemotherapy. The film DFK 6498 was all about his experience during his chemo. "DFK 6498" is his patient number of sort. He made an amazing film on telling how was it like of people who facing devastating illnesses and undergoing treatment, the chemo which he described as like "teetering on the edge of the building" which make him wanted to "jump". But he didn't.

"I live my life for my parents, for the people I love. For when I die, it is not me who will be affected. It's the ones I leave behind"

Probably those weak souls who always want to end their lives, should watch the film and start to care about the people who love them!

"Freedom is taken so much for granted!"

He also said he loved dreaming, "... the hardest part about dreaming is to be awake, coz when I was awake I am still here..." in his room for his treatment.

Cameron Duncan is a young New Zealand filmmaker, who has won a number of film competitions. He started film making at 12 or 13. A talented young director.

His another film Strike Zone is about a young softball couch, starred by Cameron himself, who diagnosed with cancer. The film ending with his own death and his own funeral. The film tells a story of himself, a softball lover and sadly, a cancer diagnosed too. He wanted to show himself as a cancer battler, by showing how hard his team won the game, and his final game.

He made a wonderful film in Strike Zone, showing his talent and skill in directing. With all the war zone shots and plays in softball game have just showed one thing, he is not only a good story teller but a gifted director too!

In the film, at the end he died on the softball field. In real life, Cameron died a few months after the film was made, at age 17.

星期一, 9月 12, 2005

Moral value to next generation

I was having my lunch at ground floor cafeteria when I was introduced to a colleague who was transferred from Singapore office.

This guy is quite a good chatter. He was making joke by telling us why living in Singapore is so boring like everything is so organized, buses are so punctual (surprise if a bus being late for 8 minutes!), MRT arrangement is so flawless, and in one word, "no surprise in the life there". Ha!

Then after a few chats I realized his reason of moving back to Malaysia from Singapore is because of his family. Yeah, I thought, family should always being put in the top priority no matter what.

But then he continued and said mostly because of the future of his kid.

I thought he was talking about his kid's education. However I always think Singapore has the best education system in the South-East Asian region, albeit reluctantly. Hence I asked him.

Then he said although it is true that Singapore has a better education system but something missing in the system there. He was giving me an example of his cousin's son.

His nephew was brought up in Singapore and now goes to primary school. There were a few times that his nephew asked his dad, "Dad, why you are not driving Mercedes?" He asked because his classmates are those rich kid whose father are driving a Mercedes. He was getting all this influences from his surrounding friends. After a while, his cousin bought a Sonata probably because of the "pressure" from his own son. But, he added, although he's bought a new Sonata, in some school outing event those kids are more prefer to sit in those Mercedeses, including his own son!

A primary school students have already known how to judge one thing by its value of money? Say frankly, I didn't even know or care the model of the car my mother drove me to school everyday when I was 12! (Yeah, I grew up in moderate/low income family and my mum just drove a Nissan Sunny. But hey, I was happy that time!)

Apparently, it is the appropriate moral value the one that missing in their entire education system, if not entire society. They might have the best education system, but the kids are going to grow up with such values of what car is the more luxury one, or of what brand of the handphone is the latest, or whatever which are based on the value of money!

This guy is probably making a right decision of moving back to Malaysia, I'll say, though he had his pay cut by half because of the currency exchange difference!

星期四, 9月 08, 2005









為甚麼同樣的善心,卻有那麼大的不同?故事中富翁的一片善心,從被認為是為富不仁、惡有惡報到變成是最受歡迎的人,這中間的變化是甚麼因素造成的呢?是大 房簷與小房子的差別嗎?還是其中的用心有甚麼不同?是甚麼原因讓富翁被責備為富不仁、惡有惡報?又是甚麼原因讓富翁被感激與紀念?









我 想,人是有惰性的。若一个人的每一件事都有旁人代为担心,代为安排,这人将认定其身边的一切都理所当然。久而久之,其惰性开始控制其大脑,对一切都不用 心。而当这一切的帮助被移去,这人就开始对身边的一切不得意不满,开始埋怨其所面对的“不公”,但是却忘记之前一切的“理所当然”其实也是对其他人的不 公!


星期二, 8月 30, 2005

Happy 48th Kemerdekaan

As a middle age adult, you are still considered teenager in this world.
You are ambitious. You have an unrealistic schedule of time for your success.
Despite the fact that you are internally not healthy, you are ignoring the very signals sent out from all the unhappy organs to you.
Hope you have a better brain and nervous system replacement soon, the better brain which would listen to the cries from the organs, the better nervous system which would do appropriate action to make your own healthier.
Hope you would finally realize that the enemy is not from internal, but external.
Hope you get well soon, Malaysia.
Happy 48th Birthday !
Your sincerely,

星期日, 7月 24, 2005

St. John Ambulance donation incident

Well, this incident happened to me only and as far as I know nobody else encounters it before. Hence, the opinion about St. John Ambulance is totally personal.

It was a lovely Sunday morning. I purposely woke up earlier that morning because I planned to go pasar pagi to buy breakfast and newspaper before MF wakes up. The pasar pagi is just less than 5 minutes drive from my house. And, it was not surprisingly crowded with aunties buying breakfast and food and morning joggers enjoying their breakfast at the restaurant.

While I still haven't decided getting what for breakfast, there's this young fellow, at his 15 i guess, holding a donation can labelled with St. John Ambulance logo, approaching me. He put up a smiley face and asked for my donation. With only a RM10 bill in my pocket, I did a quick calculation and decided that I could donate RM2 to him (for buying a small paper flag). I held the RM10 bill in my hand and asked if he could give me back RM8 change. "Cannot. But you can get 5 flags with RM10 donation lor." I insisted that if he could give me RM8 change then I will donate RM2. But he still kept on saying the same thing.

Maybe they give some sort of training on how to get the most out of a donor to these fellows they send out. Or maybe there's kind of hall of fame for the most donation that's why they wanted to get as much of donation as they can. Or this fellow just simply have no change for RM8. I got no choice. I do donate whenever it's possible especially to this kind of well-known association as I believe they will put the money in good use.

However this time, I passed. I didn't say anything more to him again and just said sorry and left. And he didn't go on asking again either. Probably he thought I was simply kedekut. But I didn't care much.

I went on buying MF's favourite chicken rice and my Chi Cheong Fan and a SinChew then went back home afterward.

星期四, 7月 21, 2005

Proton rules!

The local automobile industry players have tried to push government to do them a favour, again. In the business news in today TheStar, Proton Vendors Association has come up with some recommendations for the National Automobile Policy that expected to be unveiled on September.

The recommendations are meant to protect the local automobile industry, read Proton and Perodua, from competing with outside automobile giants. Summary of the points of their recommendations:
  1. Bar vehicles with engine capacity of 2 litre or below, regardless new or used, from entering local market
  2. AP holders required to obtain a No Objection Letter (NOL) from Proton Holdings Bhd and Perusahaan Otomobil Kedua Sdn Bhd before importing a specific model of vehicle
  3. Bar vehicles over 5 years old from imported, except those classified as vintage car
  4. Enforce what Singapore's having now, Vehicle End Of Life (VEOL), e.g. higher tax and maintenance fee for older car
  5. Special incentives or grants to be given to local car makers and vendor
Further summarize them, we get this:
Put up a low to stop rakyat from buying foreign car but to only allow them buying national car

Further summarize them, we get:

I can see a 20 years old grown up requesting a tongkat (walking stick) from others. Why? Because he still does not walk.

The only reason that a person does not learn to walk for the past 20 years is: he is not being put on middle of street and being chased by hundreds of big trucks. All the while he has been carried by his parent crossing the road.

So, to force him to learn to walk, just put him in the middle of the street and let hundreds of cars and trucks chasing after him. If, for the past 20 years, he has used his mini-tiny brain to pickup every walk and run action from others, he would possibly start using his feet to run away, if not ahead, of the cars and trucks behind him. Else, we might just let him being run over by the trucks yet shedding no tear of him. No point helping him because he needs no help. He has no reason to existence in this world either.

星期五, 7月 15, 2005

An incident at a baseball match

It was a lazy Sunday.

After breakfast, as usual I wasn't doing anything except lying on the sofa with TV remote control in one hand busily switching through the not-so-many channels one by one. Then there's a US Major Baseball League match at this sport channel. I thought it'd be interesting hence I stopped the channel browsing activity.

The game wasn't so interesting, at all. It is not as exciting as what I read from some comic book. Disappointed. While before I was just about to switch away from the match, there's a fault strike from the attacking team. The ball flew out of the bound and towards the audience seat. The audience all stood up hoping to catch the ball as souvenir of the match. It was then caught by one of the audience. That fellow has his son sitting in front of him, he passed the souvenir to his son. Then something funny happened. The son threw the ball back to the ground, with his father dumbfounded by it. This must be the first time he brought his son to a baseball match hence his son has no idea he can actually keep the ball to himself.

The son didn't know he's done something stupid, continued watching the match. The father was shaking his head in disbelief.

星期四, 7月 14, 2005

Physics saved my ass!

I've done it, successfully, and it saved my life and of course Saga-92's too.

This evening after work, I was supposed to drive all the way from my work place to SS2 for some basketball with friends. While on the way there a friend called and the basketball session was cancelled, because SS2 was raining cats and dogs. I said okay and continued listened to the radio. It started to rain as I reached Puchong toll and the road became slippery.

I was concentrating on the radio, and then all of the sudden the Waja in front of me made a hard brake due to some other vehicles in front slowed down suddenly. Within one hundredth of a second my brain made a brilliant decision and send the reflex signal down right to my right foot at the next one hundredth of second-I stepped so damn hard on the brake pedal.

But the car was just not slowing down, the tyres have been locked up and they lost resistance with the road, the vehicle continued its momentum toward the front. I could hear the screaming tyre sound at that moment. I can only think "Am I going to bang the waja?"

Then something flashed through my mind, something my friend Lee told me just couple of weeks ago. I freed the brake pedal and stepped on it and repeated them in a real quick manner like 3-4 cycle per second. I could feel that I start gaining control of the vehicle's direction again and it really slowing down, eventually, to a stop. Just by a few inches more I'll bang the waja real bad. *phew! I looked in the rear-view mirror checking if the car behind me made the stop, it did, back of my car is safe too. Another *phew!

There was a tremble in my legs, I could felt it. I felt so weak and almost can't regain my strength to simple task like stepping on the clutch and accelerator pedals. I was scared. I was scared because I knew with my speed that time I could hit real bad at that waja. I was scared because I don't want to damage Saga-92. I was so scared because I thought I will die!

Manual ABS (Anti-lock braking system) might've just saved my life. So I guess I should say what saved me was one thing, physics!

I didn't see my past life flashed through my head. And I didn't see any bright light ahead of me either. So perhaps I am just so lucky. I should be buying my vehicle registration number for 4D this week just to try out my good luck. 1568, any taker?

星期一, 7月 11, 2005

Make Monday History

Make Monday History has become an unprecedented movement of passion, energy and solidarity. Never before have so many people in the world come together, fully united in demanding action to end Monday, with a roar for justice that they felt was impossible to ignore.

But more action is urgently needed from us if we are to play our role in bringing about real change for the world's working-class people and consigning Monday to the history books.

To secure a deserved place in history, we must go a lot further and secure real change by urging the world leaders to eliminate Monday. The people of the world are already on the road to justice.

They expect their leaders to be with them. Today's announcement has shown that the leaders need to run much faster to catch up.

星期五, 7月 08, 2005

Blasts in London

It happened again. Another major city was being hit by terrorist after 9/11 tragedy. This time is London. The London bombings is believed to be carried out by the notorious al-Qaeda, and is kind of being confirmed after the group has published a letter claiming they did it.

My condolence to the londoner. I believe that the attacks have not only shocked britons, but all civilised people in the world.

After hearing the news, my first thought was how many died? Then followed by will British join back United State's circle of fighting terrorism again after this incident? It's really raised my worry over this. If that happens I'll say it is truly a triumpant for the terrorist.

The attack will draw no good emotions from any civilised people around the world except one, George Bush The Idiot. He will be glad to see it happens so that he could tell his US people, "see, that's the consequence you will see happening in US again if you guys do not allow me to attack other Evil country and let me spend money on weapon buying". Yeah, he won't say that directly but his subsequent move will indicate or hint that to his people. And I think US people will be hypnotised and agreed.

But no matter what, I sincerely wish the victory will be ours against the cowardly terrorist. And again, stay strong and good luck to you, poor londoners.

星期四, 6月 30, 2005

Diarrhea... again...

Yeah great. On the first hour of the last day of the first half of the year 2005, I got diarrhea. I guess it has nothing to do with what I've taken for lunch or dinner yesterday, well not directly at least. See, I got the flu on the weekend and my body immune system is recovering itself yet slowly. Then I couldn't resist the good taste of kueteow-mee laksa and had it for lunch yesterday with colleagues in Dengkil. Now the consequence is that my stomach rebels and refuses to let the alienated substances to stay too long in me and starts evacuating them in fluid form.

How many times do I still need to go visit the toilet bowl at this odd early morning hour? Last weekend during my flu I had record of 5 times in one single hour. That's just... exhausting! I think I was almost dehydrated til I felt weak and looked pale.

Fine! I wanted to stay awake tonight anyway. The FA Confederation Cup final will start in 30 minutes. It's the battle between two great teams, Brazil and Argentina. Argentina beat Brazil 3-2 (or 3-1?) in qualifying round. Let's see if 2002 WC Champion could play like a champion and kick Argen's ass this morning.


星期二, 6月 28, 2005

Saga 92

Everyone says buying second-hand (used) car is not good lar, is not worth it lar, will give more problem than new car lar, and etc etc. I wonder based on what these people having this thought. Probably these people just happen to overhear other more wu-lui (means got money, rich or full-of-cash in Hokkien) one saying, and just being single-cell-brain washed without even thinking about their own situation, financially.

Hey, come on. Those rich one can say that because:
  1. s/he earn his/her living by having his/her own business, hence most probably the new vehicle they buying is considered one of his/her expenses item in the tax form.
  2. the time s/he spends sending the second-hand vehicle to mechanic is comparable not worth the amount of money s/he gonna earn with same time interval spent.
  3. new car, especially luxury one, representing s/he social position despite his/her uncle or ah so (auntie) appearance
  4. s/he is probably old, ugly and greedy and with no pleasant personality to attract young chick/lad, hence s/he needs something else to do the trick
  5. s/he is MLM blue diamond agent and definitely need new/luxury car to show to his/her downline how successful s/he is and that's why they should follow him/her and do more sales to make him/her richer
  6. s/he must drive new/luxury car to his/her million-dollar-membership golf club
  7. s/he involves in automobile industry, hence fucking hopes that everyone would buy a new vehicle every fucking year
In Malaysia, it ain't easy to buy a new car. The cheapest car here is like 40k RM? And it is national car? For example, the new Savvy from Proton, is like 44k RM and with NO AIRBAG??!! Airbag is supposed to be the standard accessories in current century but Proton still having the mind set of 18th century which probably go like "no need airbag as long as you are not driving fast lar". Yeah right! And, without question, national car comes without ABS. Then you wonder why Malaysia road accident casualty rate is rising sky-high every year.

Ok, the point is, 40k RM for a not-worth-it new national car in Malaysia is actually considered damn expensive. Let's have some mathematic lesson here:
Say, average Malaysian earning per month = RM 2k
Down payment = RM 5k ( not everyone can give so much of down payment, considering even those fresh grad )
With 9-year car loan at 3% from financial institution, hence get the instalment of,
( 35k * 3% * 9 + 35k ) / ( 9 * 12 ) = RM 411.57 /mth
Can you believe that? Average Malaysian have to allocate 25% of their income every fucking month for feeding banker. Fucking 25%!!! And they need to do that for 9 years !!
By the time you finish off the loan term, I wonder how much the vehicle is still going to worth.Of cause you could shorten the loan duration by paying more each month but some how people need to take into consideration of things like cash for emergency, rental, food, transport, insurance and some other expenses as well.

Malaysian have already kind of been used to the fact, I think. However, they should realise that they could actually put their money in BETTER use instead. This is called financial planning. The principle of financial planning is to make your money work for you rather than you work for them. How? Buying used car is one.

There are just so much of advantages of buying a used car, like:
  1. Used car is cheaper than new car
  2. As we know, there's a drop of about 10% in value the time you pay the money for a new car, while there is no such drop in value for used car
  3. You can actually own a car without letting any single cent of your money being earned by blood-sucking banker
  4. Used car is suitable for those car-modify-maniac in which all they want is just a car skeleton
  5. Used car is perfect for new driver, especially your wife, daughter, mother, grandma, etc who just got their license
So, there are SO MANY good reasons in buying a used car. Now tell me, what do you mean my 1992 Proton Saga is not worth 17k? What do you mean by no value and people prefer buying new car? Huh !!??

星期五, 6月 24, 2005

Pistons failed to defend the Champion

Game 7 score: Detroit Pistons 74 - San Antonio Spurs 81
MVP: Tim Duncan


Pistons have done a great job. I was sad and almost gave up when they lost the first 2 games at SA. Yet Pistons the new Bad Boys made a dramatic come back in game 3 and 4 at Detroit. They played so much as a defending champion. Game 6 is another great game for Pistons as well. They have vroomed over their opponent in all 4 quarters even though they lost the unlucky 5th game in Detroit. Spurs made no response in the game 6, totally, and Pistons made the final tied at 3 apiece. At the time, I was thinking, "Pistons surely will win the Champion now, they are so strong!" They have proved to SA that they can win in their home court. Unfortunately, the opponent came back much stronger in game 7.

2005 NBA final is the most entertaining final since Chicago Bulls won their 6th ring year 1998. Both teams are labelled the one of the best defence team in NBA this year. And from the score of 7 games just show their capability in suppress opponent's score to below 90 most of the time:

Game 1: SAS 84, DET 69
Game 2: SAS 97, DET 76
Game 3: DET 96, SAS 79
Game 4: DET 102, SAS 71
Game 5: DET 95, SAS 96
Game 6: SAS 86, DET 95
Game 7: SAS 81, DET 74

In the final I've seen much good defence during the game. Scoring is not easy with both of these teams. Simply fascinating.

Although they lose, they left SA proudly as they fought back hard. Today, not one but two legends are born.
Pistons, I am proud of you.

星期四, 6月 23, 2005

Stay hungry, stay foolish

It's been consecutive 2 weeks (10 days) that I felt so bored sitting in front of the monitor and doing nothing besides IM and blog reading. This is so freaking sien. But what to do, I still got 5 days of my contract before it ends. 5 days is such a long period of time. The daily routine recently was, arrive office at 9a.m. - wait for lunch time - wait for 5.30p.m. (of cource I do go to toilet for pee and pangsai and go pantry for some coffee in between 9 to 5.30)

I am not sure if there's anyone is actually looking forward to such routined yet unproductive working lifestyle. Like my friend told me "... I have no ohm in the job...". Yeah that's right, ohm or energetic mind is what I lack of in this job. It was totally wrong to take up this job, damn!

I've read some quote which goes something like this:
When you feel going uphill in your job, you are learning. When you feel going downhill, you are not.
This is really true, and since then become my measurement in the job. Whenever I feel like I was just sitting there and doing nothing, which is like walking downhill without much effort, I know I am wasting my time and I will never gain anything from the job.

Later today I got an email, which is the speech given by Steve Jobs in Stanford Uni.

I am honored to be with you today at your commencement from one of the finest universities in the world. I never graduated from college. Truth be told, this is the closest I've ever gotten to a college graduation. Today I want to tell you three stories from my life. That's it. No big deal. Just three stories.

The first story is about connecting the dots.

I dropped out of Reed College after the first 6 months, but then stayed around as a drop-in for another 18 months or so before I really quit. So why did I drop out?

It started before I was born. My biological mother was a young, unwed college graduate student, and she decided to put me up for adoption. She felt very strongly that I should be adopted by college graduates, so everything was all set for me to be adopted at birth by a lawyer and his wife. Except that when I popped out they decided at the last minute that they really wanted a girl. So my parents, who were on a waiting list, got a call in the middle of the night asking: "We have an unexpected baby boy; do you want him?" They said: "Of course." My biological mother later found out that my mother had never graduated from college and that my father had never graduated from high school. She refused to sign the final adoption papers. She only relented a few months later when my parents promised that I would someday go to college.

And 17 years later I did go to college. But I naively chose a college that was almost as expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class parents' savings were being spent on my college tuition. After six months, I couldn't see the value in it. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life and no idea how college was going to help me figure it out. And here I was spending all of the money my parents had saved their entire life. So I decided to drop out and trust that it would all work out OK. It was pretty scary at the time, but looking back it was one of the best decisions I ever made. The minute I dropped out I could stop taking the required classes that didn't interest me, and begin dropping in on the ones that looked interesting.

It wasn't all romantic. I didn't have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends' rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5¢ deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the 7 miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it. And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on. Let me give you one example:

Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction in the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every drawer, was beautifully hand calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and didn't have to take the normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy class to learn how to do this. I learned about serif and san serif typefaces, about varying the amount of space between different letter combinations, about what makes great typography great. It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science can't capture, and I found it fascinating.

None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But ten years later, when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came back to me. And we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first computer with beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts. And since Windows just copied the Mac, its likely that no personal computer would have them. If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on this calligraphy class, and personal computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do. Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college. But it was very, very clear looking backwards ten years later.

Again, you can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something - your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life.

My second story is about love and loss.

I was lucky – I found what I loved to do early in life. Woz and I started Apple in my parents garage when I was 20. We worked hard, and in 10 years Apple had grown from just the two of us in a garage into a $2 billion company with over 4000 employees. We had just released our finest creation - the Macintosh - a year earlier, and I had just turned 30. And then I got fired. How can you get fired from a company you started? Well, as Apple grew we hired someone who I thought was very talented to run the company with me, and for the first year or so things went well. But then our visions of the future began to diverge and eventually we had a falling out. When we did, our Board of Directors sided with him. So at 30 I was out. And very publicly out. What had been the focus of my entire adult life was gone, and it was devastating.

I really didn't know what to do for a few months. I felt that I had let the previous generation of entrepreneurs down - that I had dropped the baton as it was being passed to me. I met with David Packard and Bob Noyce and tried to apologize for screwing up so badly. I was a very public failure, and I even thought about running away from the valley. But something slowly began to dawn on me – I still loved what I did. The turn of events at Apple had not changed that one bit. I had been rejected, but I was still in love. And so I decided to start over.

I didn't see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. The heaviness of being successful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner again, less sure about everything. It freed me to enter one of the most creative periods of my life.

During the next five years, I started a company named NeXT, another company named Pixar, and fell in love with an amazing woman who would become my wife. Pixar went on to create the worlds first computer animated feature film, Toy Story, and is now the most successful animation studio in the world. In a remarkable turn of events, Apple bought NeXT, I retuned to Apple, and the technology we developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple's current renaissance. And Laurene and I have a wonderful family together.

I'm pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn't been fired from Apple. It was awful tasting medicine, but I guess the patient needed it. Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don't lose faith. I'm convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You've got to find what you love. And that is as true for your work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don't settle.

My third story is about death.

When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: "If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right." It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: "If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?" And whenever the answer has been "No" for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.

Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important tool I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything – all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.

About a year ago I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the morning, and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn't even know what a pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type of cancer that is incurable, and that I should expect to live no longer than three to six months. My doctor advised me to go home and get my affairs in order, which is doctor's code for prepare to die. It means to try to tell your kids everything you thought you'd have the next 10 years to tell them in just a few months. It means to make sure everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible for your family. It means to say your goodbyes.

I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy, where they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach and into my intestines, put a needle into my pancreas and got a few cells from the tumor. I was sedated, but my wife, who was there, told me that when they viewed the cells under a microscope the doctors started crying because it turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable with surgery. I had the surgery and I'm fine now.

This was the closest I've been to facing death, and I hope its the closest I get for a few more decades. Having lived through it, I can now say this to you with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual concept:

No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.

Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma - which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of other's opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.

When I was young, there was an amazing publication called The Whole Earth Catalog, which was one of the bibles of my generation. It was created by a fellow named Stewart Brand not far from here in Menlo Park, and he brought it to life with his poetic touch. This was in the late 1960's, before personal computers and desktop publishing, so it was all made with typewriters, scissors, and polaroid cameras. It was sort of like Google in paperback form, 35 years before Google came along: it was idealistic, and overflowing with neat tools and great notions.

Stewart and his team put out several issues of The Whole Earth Catalog, and then when it had run its course, they put out a final issue. It was the mid-1970s, and I was your age. On the back cover of their final issue was a photograph of an early morning country road, the kind you might find yourself hitchhiking on if you were so adventurous. Beneath it were the words: "Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish." It was their farewell message as they signed off. Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. And I have always wished that for myself. And now, as you graduate to begin anew, I wish that for you.

Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.

Thank you all very much.

-originally from here

So much said are true.

星期二, 4月 19, 2005


-moved from my another blog site-
Ever know what is lifelong learning? Well this is what being promoted in my country by one of the political party which decades ago claimed that they representing my race and which I think they sold my race out. Excuse me, that's was not the point. The point is they are promoting this Lifelong Learning Campaign which I don't know what is their political intention is. But well, I try to follow what the Mr. Ong has proposed. (Fuck, they are damn serious on this and they even got their theme song for it)

So here is the word I've learnt from somewhere (must be some blog too) around this week. It's "bukkake". From the spelling event a retarded one could have guessed that it's a japanese word. Yes. And I think it's damn important to everyone who loves Japanese movie. You don't want to tell people you love japanese movie or even you know japanese language but you do not know what "bukkake" is.

"Bukkake", from Wikipedia it says "is a group sex practice wherein a series of men takes turns ejaculating on a kneeling woman or man". Yeah baby, that's right, it's a famous scene we usually see in Japanese AV or Western Pornography film. Although I've never seen such scene as ejaculating on to a man, probably I miss those movies and I am glad, that's disgusting. Gay movie perhaps? I don't oppose gay or lesbian okay? But just don't let me see those sex-action between men. I'll puke.

There even some urban myth about this "bukkake" where it goes like:

The practice supposedly originated in the feudal age in Japan to punish unfaithful women—a woman who had disgraced her husband was first tied to a post in a kneeling position and then forced to endure being ejaculated on by every man in the community.

But then too bad it was just myth. Here's the interesting part where it says:

The most likely explanation is that in Japanese pornography, male and female genitalia cannot be shown and are therefore either pixellated or blurred. However, semen may be shown, thus the only practical way to make Japanese pornography more extreme and "hardcore" is to increase the amount of semen, hence the invention of bukkake-style videos.

Now here we are learning something useful aren't we. Some pornography history in japan and some great invention ( so the word wiki used in the above sentence ) by the jap. Just how creative they are, right?

Ok, this is lesson 1 of today. Go here for the full explanation.

Lifelong Learning alright.

星期五, 3月 04, 2005

Hello World! to blog

Ha, first time to blog after talking to a fren. Was thinking, 'cool to have my own blog'. So here it is.

Since starting new job two months ago, can't stop thinking how silly was my decision to take the job. And until now still find working environment sucks, some of the colleagues here suck, the most important is my supervisor sucks!
My Blog!