Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Penang Bridge Marathon in town


We're really looking forward to this event. It was scheduled in June this year, cancelled, then reschedule to this coming Nov 16th. We're going to join the fun run event again this year. No, I don't think I am fit enough to seriously run in the 10km event. Maybe next year..(same comment as last year)

Maziz, "Kak Ina dah imagine Jida menang lucky draw Proton Saga."

Well, I haven't been that lucky during lucky draw sessions all my life until I started working.

2004 - Water filter lucky draw at Dept dinner
2004 - Stand fan lucky draw at Company dinner
("Zamri : Menang lagi?! Betuah betul budak nie." Nada ala2 frustrated.)
2007 - 2day/1nite stay + lunch at Vistana Hotel, Penang lucky draw at Penang Bridge marathon event. (I was damn tired, took off my shoes, just 3 minutes sittin down, they called up my number. Grabbed my shoes and ran to the stage!)

Mom," Kalau menang leh juai keta tu kat siti."
Me, "mana leh. siti beli sendiri la. I want to sell the car and take us all for a trip to Europe."

Plus, I don't think my sis would want to drive a car same as her fav aunt's - MakYan !

Anyways, I have started to climb the 4 flights of stairs to my office in the morning from today onwards. (Not that bad, I could still breathe.) Walking to and fro the parking space to my workstation takes about 30minutes per return trip. Plus lunch time, that's 1 hour of walking everyday. Ok lah! This time I wanna reach the point where they gave out the flourescent bangles. Yay !

Get my N95 charged for some clear and nice pictures on the bridge.

When was the last time you took a picture on the notorious Penang Bridge?

2.45 per litre


RM20 at Caltex gave me a 120km ride. basically 60km/RM10...not bad..
Rm10 at Petronas gave me a 45km ride
Tonite, I just filled in RM10 at Shell...let's wait and see for the result..

Update : RM10 at Shell gave me 52.5km...better than Petronas.

yes, Ayu, you are right, turun pulak price minyak...but takyah buat study dah kot...it's either caltex or shell (considering shell is more conviniently available than Caltex).

Friday, October 24, 2008

Much ado about Guardian and Watson's

Bought myself a bottle of Palmolive shower gel. Packed together with a smaller size, priced at Rm13.88. Note : Sale!

Checked at a local supermart, Minat here in Taman Selasih, the same packaging and brand is priced at RM12.90.

Bought a box of the Michelle Yeoh Anlene at Jusco Queensbay. The same packaging and brand is priced at 50cents cheaper here at Minat, Taman Selasih.

I believe the same joke is available at Watson's. They are rivals anyways. How much will the price difference be anyways.

Can't wait to check on Carrefour's household items. Got to have a list of mine now.

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

I find no excitement with this job anymore.

Some are obsessed with promotion. They can never be satisfied with whom ever that got promoted. Even when they have already been promoted on the same year. Sometimes, they acted as if they have just closed a million Euro saving project successfully but overlooked for promotion.
Their standard greeting to you, "So how?", with a cynical smile on their face.
Standard greeting only goes to those who are not promoted.

"So how?"
"So how?"
"So how?"

Misscommunication between my boss and his boss and we ended up thinking (and believing) we were in the wrong boat. While a sister-department opens up an opportunity for the employees to reach up to a Staff Engineer level (with an extra of rm400 petrol allowance compare to lower engineer levels among other benefits), our pity little department graduates at a one level below. How sad.
About the misscomm, well, we kinda wrote the fact under the lowlight portion in our weekly meeting and a follow up meeting on this topic alone was set, this time with Mr Director. While Mr Director mentioned that it is possible to reach the higher level, Mr Boss gentlemanly apologized for delivering a wrong information. They insisted that it was a misscomm between us.
Being in a company which delivers microchips for high end european cars where zero defect is highly promoted, I couldn't help wondering in the meeting room, how did the misscomm start? They're both german, they speak the same language. Unless if..unless if what?? I can't imagine. And I wasn't the only one.

There is this funny thing, my first sneezes of the day, usually starts as soon as I am facing my workstation. This fact is agreed by the person sitting beside me. I can chat, I can have a discussion, breakfast at the canteen, but the first sneezes will be at my workstation in my cubicle. Not that hard to guess what exactly I'm allergic at..

And then there is this demotivating work related task from colleagues - cost centre change. Very, very demotivating.

The pay is credited into our account on the very last day of the month. If there are 35days in a month, then you'll get paid on the 35th.

We have changed, like, 4 bosses in 3 years' time. Obvious that we are in a wrong boat. Even the bosses jumped ship. The thing is, each boss seem to find the best time for their departure, they left a month before employees appraisal. Leaving a clueless (or still learning) new boss to 'fight' for your promotion at the round table. We're always at a disadvantage side.

The parking lot. Oh the parking lot....I don't mind walking from my car parking space, passing by building 1, make an entrance in building 2 and reach my destination workstation back in building 1 in a span of 15 minutes everyday. Good exercise. What I really mind is, the 50 metre 45 degrees hill climb everyday from the parking space to reach the point where you pass building 1. What is the deal with that? What's with the hill climb obstacle? We're going to work. It should be motivating in many ways all the way. But no, give them a hill to climb.

Monday, October 20, 2008

As this song started to play on my car stereo, I was driving off of my parents' to my house. Like a video with a background song, I bid goodbyes to mommy as she stood at the door, and daddy was closing the gate. As I drove further, passing by grandma's house, she was sweeping the floor outside her house. At 76 yrs old and still strong for house chores. I paused at the junction and looked at her as she continued with her task. Continued driving, the thought of my youngest sis and dearest bro came to mind. Their grinning faces oblivious. Reached my house, a dear buddy already arrived, smiling at me as she opens the gate. Song fading to end..

These are the significant faces in my life. Wrapped spontaneously in this song, as I made my routine drive from my parents' to my place. Thank God for these dearest people in my life, without which all the things that I have and hold would be meaningless.

How to save a life - the Fray

Step one you say we need to talk
He walks you say sit down it's just a talk
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
You begin to wonder why you came

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

Let him know that you know best
Cause after all you do know best
Try to slip past his defense
Without granting innocence
Lay down a list of what is wrong
The things you've told him all along
And pray to God he hears you
And pray to God he hears you

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

As he begins to raise his voice
You lower yours and grant him one last choice
Drive until you lose the road
Or break with the ones you've followed
He will do one of two things
He will admit to everything
Or he'll say he's just not the same
And you'll begin to wonder why you came

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
How to save a life
How to save a life

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
How to save a life
Also today, I just noticed that a fellow blogger complements her blog with my blog template. I'm flattered. ;)
I saw a primary school girl walking home in the rain yesterday. Heavy school bag on her back. No umbrella. Drenched wet. I could see water splashed from her shoes as she fasten her pace. I passed by her in my car, she took a glimpse at me.

Today I'm thinking, her books must have drenched wet too. Did she manage to dry them for school today? What about homework? What about her notes. Dissolved? Hope she did not catch any fever. Would it make any difference if I offered her a lift? She'd still be wet. Her books were already wet. She had walked at least for 20minutes, and it had been raining for half an hour, I'm pretty sure, if it is written that she'll be catching cold she would have had enough reason and sufficient cause already. But on the other hand, this could be a matter of difference in morale. She might have had a different point of view. There is still good in people. And there is still hope for a better world. She could be praying for my well being. Still young, less sins. I can imagine her prayers reaching God much quicker than mine.

....welcome to a journey into my complicated mind.

I remember when I was at her age. Cycling to school. It was dark and heavy clouds dawned on us as it started to rain heavily in the middle of the 10minutes journey. We paused under a tree tho we know, it was not of much help we'd be soaked anyway. An unknown high school student, cared to stop between us and shared her umbrella with us. Stayed with us for 5 minutes until the rain paused, bid goodbye and continue walking to school. I was damn sure she was late for school. For some reason, both of us did not dare to turn and look at the owner of the umbrella. But I have always prayed for the best to come her way up to this day, with some little regret for not making the effort to just turn and see her face. I can't even remember if we ever said thank you. Now she remains like an angel who protected me from the rain on that very day on my way to school.

I saw a guy with one leg yesterday. Probably in his 30s, or late. I saw a girl of 5 years old walking around the Memory Lane gifts shop. There was excitement in her face. The guy was entertaining her actions. He realized his movements was limited within the cramped space of the shop and a number of other customers inside, so he slowly retreat to stand outside the shop with his crutch while watching the little girl trying to make her pick. He noticed I was looking at their actions. I noticed his face in a split second. I noticed hardship, I noticed emotions. She was probably his daughter. He was probably asking her to choose something for her birthday. He was also probably paying from his hard earned money. What does he do for a living? I wonder if it makes any difference if I had a few hundred bucks extra to give. Truth is, will it ever be a few hundred bucks extra to give? I, for instance, can usually close one eye and spend on movie tickets.

I feel bad. Remorse.

Today, I keep my faith strong. Turn to God and believe in Him and His just in understanding difficult situation.

Thursday, October 16, 2008


What is with women and their pms-es??? !

I mean, I pity guys around the world, for having to put up with this nonsense. I mean, it's pure baseless. Imagine yourself if your usual mood, suddenly someone, (i assume someone u know, of course) reacts to you with a tantrum like you have suddenly stepped on her shoes. wtf??

No, no, pms-ing is not a bloody excuse. No, seriously, i read somewhere, is it fair to excuse yourself out for blaming on your screwed up childhood in a case where you demand too much attention from your friends up to a point where you annoy them? That's one example. It may not be as bad as blaming it on your sanity for committing a series of murder, but excusing your unpleasant response or attitude on pms-es is just outragious. No wonder there are gay men everywhere. Women are too complicated, being emotionally demanding and unstable. If you linger around these pms prone people you'd end up getting your own moods upside down. Well not for me. It's purely ridiculous.

By the way, I'm a gemini.

Thursday, October 09, 2008

When I grow up..

I want to be a scholar..

Dictionary.com : a learned or erudite person, esp. one who has profound knowledge of a particular subject.

I do have a particular subject. I want to learn psychology. I want to learn psychology. I want to learn human behaviour.

So much about technical courses. I have never regretted taking up science stream in school and graduated in engineering. I'm proud of it. It helped me in shaping me to be the way I am and where I am now. Now, it's time for me to do something that caught my curiosity, something of my interest. Human behaviour, cultural, cross-cultural and social science are such interesting studies. A lot to learn about things that are closely related to our beings, manners, response, development.

...How Europians can maintain cleanliness in their cities, at home, in the kitchen compare to us for instance. How the state of minds and mindsets differ.
...Why are there so many accidents on our roads. What is it that we lack of? Why the Germans can speed a hundred and eighty kilometres per hour on the autobahn during winter and the accident rate there is not as scary as in our country. Again, how does our state of minds differ there?

Very intriguing.

And I also hope that by learning this field, I am able to better understand and handle my parents when they are at their golden age. I hope I can give them sufficient attention. Sufficient.


1. I'm easily feeling sleepy
2. I've been having subjective vertigo some 3-4 times a day
3. I can't focus on the next word to use at times
4. Workstream and phb 4-character transaction codes at work sometimes do not display at all in my mind when i need to use them. I'm usually caught in a blank moment when this happens.

Items 2, 3 and 4 show that I am having trouble staying in focus. I wonder if I am lack of sleep. I may not, but I'm pretty certain that I could be lacking some quality sleep. I can't seem to remember my dreams since...longer than lately..that's weird, coz I usually do.

I need to pounce some buckets of sweats outta me. I need to play. I want to run !!