donate!

monthly expenditure on the average.

myr12.00 for public toilets.
myr 75.00 on cigarettes.
myr 36.00 on condoms.
myr 280.00 on rooms.
myr 90.00 on wasted foods.
myr 75.00 on wasted gas for unproductive purpose.

and someone, somewhere out there never thought of having any, let alone all of the above. so let's do our bit. no matter how bad we are or how penny-pinching we have become, please donate. i can assure you, it feels good. it's good to know that your bit will make a difference in the lives of others.

regardless of the colors, languages or even borders, this is planet earth. it is our planet. for us, humans.

you can go now.

ASS-afternoon sleepy syndrome

friday nite. despite the fact that we need to conserve the energy to survive the wrath of the burning sunlight, our team were transported to pasir gudang after tarawikh. for those not in the know, pasir gudang is a booming industrial area and tarawikh is a prayer specially performed during ramadhan.

sometimes it's scary though. kind of suicidal in a way, i think. imagine stranded in the middle of an industrial area with all those hazardous chemicals and god-knows-what-else materials with only one escape route. last year's major fire incident was a reason i'm having second thoughts in buying a house in PG.

so we were there to finalise on the launching ceremony of an anchor tenant, to be inaugurated by the mecd's minister. screeched to a halt at 2am. and after the event, i slept my way to 5pm.

the day after, small gathering with schoolmates. slept at 2+am again. woke up at 6pm. what in the world is happening to my sleep cycle?..whatever cause i'm enjoying it..hehehe...

message #1 >> thanks dave, come over..we'll play meriam buluh...
message #2 >> restoran anggun is only good for its "tomyam chiang rai". period.
message #3 >> i never thought hassan miskam is a good subject. well, it is!

and a technical staff from air asia said something like this, "that 737 is not really safe. there's always something leaking and errors on the hydraulics part. thank goodness they are replacing it with a320". and i've travelled several times on that goddamn plane this year!

environMENTALLY-friendly

fight your inner demon

5 down, 25 to go. today is the 6th day of ramadan. the test had begun in such a beautiful weather. not so hot and cold either. paradiso perdutto. and still i couldn't find a solid reason of why an adult (weighing over 80kg) failed to fast on the 2nd day. what? 2nd day? (cheh!).

this year, i don't feel the usual crave to smoke. in fact, it has been handled effortlessly. i don't think i'm handling it at all. nor i'm thinking of quitting, just cutting down (please refer khai's recent post on a similar subject, vividly describing the amount decreased. i say, "yeah, whatever man""you'll miss them and you know it so save a pack in your drawer, you'll never know when you really gonna need them"....>laughing<.....).

i had my freedom at last. it was my first weekend of not having to come to work. that has been translated into sleeping until 2.33 in the afternoon. lovely!

it was a very a long time since i last watched anything funny like wild hogs. now where the hell is will ferrell?

territorial pissing

we have just shifted to a newly-renovated office. i'm having a difficult time digesting the fact that finally we all are accumulated together on the same floor. not really the kind of concept i'm looking forward to be adapted into. reasons being :-

our dept has a very unique collection of deaf people. we talk like wet market traders and laugh like nobody's business. we smoke right at our desks after office hours. we will play a few songs accompanied with two guitars almost everyday. we think that everyone else (anyone not from the dept) carries a different flag. and that's just a start.

the worst part is :- no more music videos (let alone loud music from the mp3 playlist), no more decent pornography (if there is any) and no more jamming session. that's for sure.

my desk is now L-shaped. stretch both your arms in a shape of T and that's how big it is. the angle of the monitor is even worst. it is easily visible from my boss's room and our senior manager whose cubicle is perfectly placed next to my boss's.

what a wonderful world.

stunned

sunday. i had since friday monitoring and coordinating promotional activities in conjunction with 50th merdeka anniversary celebration. and on sunday, finally i had the chance to spend quality time with my friends. shopping, thing that i've been putting on hold for months deliberately due to various reasons, finally surfaced.

bought damien rice's 9. man, all this while i thought that thom yorke is the most depressed man on the face of the planet. "the animals were gone". beautiful! also, got myself a maroon 5 and a corgan's solo offering.

nightmares. stage 4. no REM though. just ghosts, flood and armageddon. i like the flood part. cause that means, as someone said, i'm going to be rich...haha....gotta remember to wash my feet.