the observer

yes, i am referring to myself.

i am observant and i realized this on my drive back home from the hospital.

i observed 3 crucial things.

but the number may increase depending on whether i am creative enough to olahkan, or whether i am rajin enough to even finish this post.

one (satu)

i observed that i am observant and that i have a critical thinking mind.

very creative in depicting everything i see in real life detail and specificity.

two (dua)

i am a liar as you might notice in the statement above.

i am neither observant nor critical minded nor creative.

two point one (dua poin satu)

i am honest cause i actually told you that i have just lied.

three (tiga)

the twilighters.

yes!

there is a twilight fan club in Malaysia called twilighters.

i saw the sticker on the back of a car.

clearly stating "Twilighters Malaysia".

so it is safe to say that not only Malaysians are stupid, ramai juga orang luar Malaysia yang sanggup devote to a glorified chick flick (hehe).

i am waiting to bump into a car with a "harry potheads" sticker, cause that shit is huge-r than twilight.

four (empat)

people tend to tilt their head slightly to the right during traffic congestions.

why?

don't ask me.

remember, i am the observer, not the answerer.

duhhh!

end.

end note - i am trying my hardest not to sound too gloomy, fyi i am still stuck in the mendung weather. wishing for happier days. hopefully Ramadhan's blessing will bless my heart & soul. God bless you guys. Selamat berbuka (soon)!

theory on dreams

This can be a cliché of the thousands and thousands of posts out there which is Inception based.

Don’t worry, this is not a review on the movie.

I won’t bore you with my theories which were gained by cumulating other people’s theory.

But since watching that movie, the idea has struck me as quite feasible.

Not the part where we can enter another’s dream bla..bla..bla.

The part where they say about the ideas which are implemented during a dream will resurface in the conscious mind.

Sounds logical kan?

Lets relate it in our daily life.

Ok la relate it to my daily life.

I had a freakish combo dream (two tales in a session of sleep)

To be fair, I slept at 9 p.m and woke up at 6 a.m. (I have been sleeping quite early this whole week)

So, plenty of time there.

I won’t go into the specifics of the dream, cause it involves a few individuals that I am close to.

But as a summary, the dream relates closely to my daily life.

So close that when I finally woke up, I was dazed by the new facts I have received during my sleep.

It took me awhile to convince myself that it was a dream.

But the fact still remains that a dream has a certain degree in power to influence your emotions.

Dreams are dangerous.

It really is, but dreams are fun, especially the ones which involves you to take early cold showers in the morning, kalau tak, tak boleh sembahyang Subuh (kuikui).

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Anyways, so far I’m still coping well with my new work environment.

And for some strange reason, I bonded pretty well with those from the maintenance crew.

Similar case with my first work rotation.

Is this a psychological disorder of wanting to feel superior?

If this is, how do I overcome it?

Or is this a petanda that I have good PR with “subordinates” and that my true skills lie in being a good manager? (wow!)

Let’s just see how that goes in a few years time ya?

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Personally, my life is in a rumble.

Again, no details.

I appreciate friends who are willing to take time to listen to my problems, seriously.

I love you guys.

But for now, I’ll just keep mum.

Silence is golden.

Maybe I’ll be rich if I keep mum for a few months.

Then I can go shop till I drop.

Bye-bye.

Oh ya, will it hurt if I knocked the street light at 60 km/h?

Sounds like a fun experiment: Savvy vs Street light (hahaha).

End note – family is important, and friends are really nice to have too. They listen although they don’t really know how to help. In a way, that is also helping. So keep good company. You never know if they would make a positive change in your life in the future.

15 minutes only

half an hour ago, i promised myself that i will put up a new post.

half an hour later, here i am, on my bed, bersila in front of my lappy, typing.

about what?

let's just see what i can squeeze out from my puny brain.

ohh. did i tell you people that i plan to type non-stop for 15 minutes and stop exactly after that?

just to see how creative (safe word for numbskull) i can be.

ohh. timeout, tengok t.v jap, cerita dah start.

(stop stopwatch)

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ok continue.

lets go with some updates.

i am currently being posted at a private hospital in subang.

i think i need to buy some shirts this month.

last month, pants month.

this month shirts, next month probably 2 pairs of shoes.

the next, probably a few cardigans.

goshh..so many to buy.

(pause- dammit i do sound like a girl)

so from now on, shopping wishlist to myself.

and also i have decided not to sound to sappy at my blogspot.

it will tarnish my lelaki kebal image.

instead i'll sound sappy here.

ok ok, a few more minutes left.

i have decided to see life more positively.

relinquish all my negative thoughts, and think less of what burdened me in the past.

jeez..not an interesting post.

what the heck. more to come.

ciao~

end note - i have nothing smart to say this time. later ya?

gorry details of Amirul's special day

this is a special post:

the day started off badly for me.

came out of the house early.good.

slightly motivated though it was raining woof woof & miao miao since early morning.good.

drove carefully.exceedingly excellent.

then multiple shits happened.

almost knocked a motorcyclist (sape suruh potong guna emergency lane).shit.

got into NKVE and stuck.shit.

encountered two accidents along the way.shit.

finally ended up at the office late.shit shit shit.

6 shits outweigh 2 good and 1 excellent (equivalent of 2 goods) every single time!

a bad day to start my day.

but it didn't stop there.

rushed into the office due to heavy duty loads knocking on my backdoor eagerly wanting to see the light of day (but they didn't know that i plan to drown them in chlorinated water and flush them down like bring it on!!).

did the necessary preparations before docking into designated work station (toilet bowl).

finally some peace of mind.

peace & quiet, and nothing stopping me from unloading the waste that have been pulling my weight up!

die faecal matter die!

suddenly another guy went in the next cubicle and judging by the sound of the unbuckling belt and zip downed at a hasty pace, i am sure his venturing into the same business i am in.

(kelakar kan sometimes you hear people next door struggling & mendengus to get it out.gross.lmao!)

the worst was yet to happen!

it stank!

it stank even more then the stankiest of stink!

dude, what you had for breakfast.

it was like all hell broke lose and the smelly hell decided to drop by and say hello!

i had to counter the effect or i'll be in the front page of all major tabloids:

"a trainee found dead in a cubicle with his pants down"

wtf?!

that sounds wrong in every way you see it.

so i lit my cigarette.two reasons.

1. drive the smell away.
2. nicotine is a good insecticide, so no lalats.

unfortunately it was to no avail.

so i hurried my business, cleaned up, and scoot out.

i sat down staring at my laptop with an empty stare.

dude, WHAT did you eat for breakfast.

day, please spare me the agony and end quickly.

out.

end note - it was a joy seeing all the birthday wishes on my facebook wall. the joy in seeing those wishes along with a few texts from my ex students and friends, and calls from family members will always turn the frown upside down. happy birthday Amirul, you deserve it after a year of staying alive:)

pening kepala-edisi bahasa malaysia

selamat tengah hari.

saya sudah makan tengah hari, anda bagaimana pula?

menu hari ini ialah nasi ayam.

sangat lazat, bertemankan air suam.

saya sudah lali menjamu selera berseorangan.

saya bukan sombong, cuma telah disombongkan (oleh mereka yang mengabaikan kewujudan saya).

pada pendapat anda, mengapa penulis blog enggan approve blog?

adakah kerana mereka sombong?

ataupun mereka tidak dapat menerima kritikan membina?

saya faham kalau mereka enggan mengemukakan komen yang berisi carutan, tetapi ini kan pula komen yang biasa sahaja.

saya agak kecewa.

jejaknya kaki mereka membuka akaun blog, mereka perlu bersedia untuk dikritik.

kiranya seperti mereka berada di mata masyarakat umum.

sekian untuk petang ini dan juga hari ini.

untuk minggu ini, siapa sahaja yang tahu kalau saya ingin menulis lagi.

Assalamualaikum.

kata akhir-sudah 2 hari saya cuba untuk menulis sesuatu yang lucu berbaur lucah. tapi otak saya enggan bekerjasama. mengapa? inikah yang dinamakan halangan penulis (writers block)? apa-apa jelah. saya rasa saya handal meluahkan isi otak dalam bahasa melayu. sekian

the 10th companion (refer to "the 10th commandment" if you haven't get the joke)

yeay!!

two reasons to celebrate:

1. it is Friday people.
2. i have got myself my 10th follower (milestone).

*for those who wished you were number 10, padan muka, siapa suruh berlengah, kan dah tak dapat your own post.

but having a follower, does not come cheap.

i have to dedicate this post (this exact post that you are reading) to that individual.

lets call this person Q (no names required, sebab i am sure Q would be ashamed to be associated to my less then dumb blog...boohoo).

first and foremost, i am blown away by the fact that you could follow someone's blog via twitter?!

the cyberworld has really improved since i last entered it (which was 5minutes ago).

anyways, i told Q that i will make sure that Q's decendents will remember this blog forever after.

so how do i do that?

uploading pictures of myself posing tirelessly in front of the mirror with GQ facial expressions i.e blue steel?

no!

i shall deprive you people from experiencing that visual pleasure.

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while i was having my lunch alone (because i read somewhere that girls are intimidated by goodlooking guys), the idea came to me.

why not tell the tale of how Q and i first met.

heres how it goes:

in a fantasy location in the region of Pahang, far far away, there lived i.

i was walking alone (because i read somewhere that girls are intimidated by goodlooking guys), somewhere, a few years ago.

and there, the first time i set my eyes on the person that is Q who was elegantly taking steps one by one approaching me.

i said, "finally"(if you are wondering, my monologues are out loud), "someone who is not intimidated by my classic dashing look".

and that, ladies and gentlemen, is how i met Q.

the end.

truth be told, i rarely talked to Q in uni.

there was the occasional,

Q:"hye"

Me"wassup" (cause wassup was for the cool cats..meeeow!)

Q:"your zip is open"

Me:"yeah i know, natural air conditioning lah. save the environment. duhhh!"

but blogs are amazing.

it gives you reason to make conversation with people you rarely spoke to.

yeah, of course most of them kutuk, but still, it is a conversation.

and i appreciate those kind of stuff cause at least i know someone is reading, and it gives me the strength to carry on (que lagu We are The Champions by Queens..just because).

there you have it Q, a post dedicated to you, my tenth tak-malu-untuk mengaku reader.;)

hope you've enjoyed reading it, more then twice i did.

cause i hated every single second of this experience (joke).

tata for now.

end note - i made most of the conversations up if you haven't noticed. i love posting up blogs. yes, my blogs are meaningless, yes, i don't blog for attention (judging by the number of followers), yes, i am very sincere bout writing to please myself. do things that you love no matter what people say. self happiness is important.

monday reds

so world cup is over.

my 8 (eight) years loyalty to Spain finally paid off.

in case you haven't heard, Spain is the new world champion, ousting the expired bunch of Italians.

it was worth my lack of sleep.

though immediately after publishing this post, i'll head to the toilet to catch up with some sleep (yes, i do sleep in the toilet, if and ONLY IF it is clean!).

i have read so many WC (the irony of me using WC as an acronym for world cup after a brief introduction of my toilet habit..lmao) related post, so i am not gonna bore people with an extensive congratulatory speech of how Spain deserved the trophy after years & years being labelled as the great underachiever (see how good Spain is??even when they're underachievers, people still call them great).

so what will my post be about?

nothing, abso-freaking-lutely nothing.

i am just bored.

no work, though i have met up with the boss telling him my concern with this current predicament of mine.

its not that i care, but i am being evaluated, so i need to shine like a freshly bleached teeth.

which reminds me, where can i get those teeth bleachers?

i saw someone in Cougar Town put it on.

and have any of you tried it?

i know it is corrosive & all, but i just need my teeth to be a few shades whiter.

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damn those Westeners, making us Asians unsatisfied with durian-yellow teeth.

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oh yeah, i found a really nice pair of vintage Clark's shoes in the store yesterday.

just needs a new sole and some polishing and i have got the prefect choice of footwear for my summer look.lmao.

saves me a few hundred ringgit in the process.

i have nothing particular to write.

just thought that writing this blog would ease my boredom & to kill time.

hoping that by the time i am done with this blog, it will be 5.15 p.m (wishful thinking).

berkerut dahi nak wishful thinking.

so adios muchachos.

have a fun week.

end note - world cup was fun, but the staying up actually makes you gain weight although you don't munch on things. frequent exercise & good diet helps in countering this effect. i don't even know why i am saying this. must be the lack of sleep kicking in.*sigh*

looks are deceiving

it has been an uneventful day.

everybody in the office is busy with finishing up documentation for the financial year end.

so me, being a thoughtful trainee thought that it is best that i don't bother my supervisor to ask for a task (translated to being plain ol' lazy).

and i thought that i could survive the whole day looking busy by frowning while reading blogs and IMing my buddies (gives the illusion as if i am doing something work related).

but at 10.33 a.m i found myself burned out.

mata pedih nak mampus sebab dok stare at the laptop monitor for 2 hours non-stop..real busy right?

so i went around occasionally holding my notebook and pen, going around like i am doing inspections and shit.

and after that i was still bored waiting for the clock to tick 12.30 (my lunch time).

so i browsed blogs, occasionally browsing FB to see any updates. none.

so i decided to burden my mind with the list of new things i need to buy to start my wardrobe revamp.

and i just read that wearing a square toe shoes is a faux pas!(bummer!)

and this shoe cost me 300+ bux!!(to be fair, it was a gift from my dad. but still!)

so shoe issues aside, these are a few things that i am going to get myself as a birthday gift and also something for raya (just to reduce the feeling of guilt for spending extravagantly).

these days i find myself fairly particular bout pants. and to my delight, skinny jeans are not so in anymore!! ( i dreaded when everyone was spotting skinnies while i can't due to my oh-so-manly thighs*sigh*).

ok ok..so here is THE list:

1. 3 pairs of slim cut pants, non-pleated (chinos or khakis)..2 natural colours and one super daring colour (TBD).
2. a few plain t-shirts/v-necks..lets put it at 3.
3. an finally a few pairs of fine fitting plain shirts. think i am going to get 2 just to experiment. i'll try to avoid plaids cause that is so budak baru nak up kinda look.
4. now my problem is finding the right pair of shoes. i have yet to see the result of this revamp, so shoes are quite an investment to make, and furthermore i can only wear them during weekends when i am out dating (any volunteers?). so i will put them in my KIV list.
5. i would love to have sports jackets in my list, but it is not practical with me living in Malaysia in this freaking hot weather!

so i hopefully i will be able to look like this: (but with darker shades of skin and a slightly more penyek nose and minus the jacket)

courtesy of SB

i will update my blog on this new revamp a month from now. if i do succeed in changing my look.

Cheers.

end note-stupidly enough, in Malaysia (only i think), well dressed men are perceived to being queer. what is up with that. though i am no fashion expert, but i do think men should take care of the way they look. at least, at least use deodorant. no matter how good you look, but if people can't stand 2 meters from you, it still beats the purpose.

money issues

when i was young,

and christmas trees are tall,

du du du du du du du duuu,

(a snippet of BeeGees First of May..good shit i tell you)

when i was young and naive (when i first started my tertiary education),

money was not a big concern for me.

my parents gave me the money i needed, though i wouldn't say it is enough (600bux per month mana cukup!).

so sadly, the value of money slipped my morale compass (this sentence sounds nice so i didn't really bother checking whether it made any sense).

when i was in the university, i always wanted to earn my own income.

yes of course i feel guilty for spending my parents money on cigarettes.

but the main reason is because i wanted to spend the money i earn without feeling any guilt.

meaning i wanted to buy things i want, and not things that my parents would want me to have, catch my drift?

(selingan: i thought earning my own money would give me satisfaction, so i was really looking forward to working life while i was studying..but now i feel that being a student is the best part in life; less responsibility, more sleeping time).

but after a few months making an honest living, i realized the value of money.

dulu i looked at my bro and thought, boy kedekut gila dia ni, belanja adik pun tak mahu.

although i wasn't as thrifty as my brother, the thought of spending money without guilt was a naive mentality.

there is no such thing as that.

yesterday i went out and spent 300bux to buy my essentials (perfume&sling bag), and this morning while withdrawing money for the week, it hit me like a lorry.

duit keluar macam air (don't ask me what air lah, i leave that to your own creativity).

i wasn't regretting going out & spending my money, but the fact of the matter is, i hate looking at my depleting bank account.*sigh*

guess this is my dilemma for last weekend.

i guess you can spend whatever you want, but never regret spending it.

long term, you'll actually like what you spent.

this morning, while spraying my new perfume, and hanging my new bag on my shoulders, i thought:

"damn bro, you look fine fine fine"

then again, i always have that thought when looking in a mirror.

i love you mirror, you're the most honest thing i know, NOT like the weight scale (mutthafacka!!)

spend wisely, adios.

end note: the finer things in life makes life worth living. so cherish it and always think positive. never ever regret what you do.you only live once.cheers!

pass gas part two

i seriously have no idea what to type for the second part.

i was thinking of scrapping the second part and replace it with a different post altogether.

but before that, i would like to express my mixed emotions that occured within the past 15minutes.

minute one-sad & bengang because my paintball activity got postponed to Sunday, but i have got other things planned for Sunday*wink*

minute fifteen-opened cimbclicks and i see $$

haihhh..i don't think i am in the mood to post any blogs, so chew on this:

"Spain is in the second round to face the sissy squad of Ronal 'duh"

viva espana