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Saturday, March 6th, 2010 249 views
I am not feeling well today. Went to the toilet a bit too many times yesterday and this morning. Down with fever last night. I slept the whole night, from 7.30pm till this morning.
Heat stroke? All the traveling and standing under the sun for the past two weeks. Food poisoning? Too much beer? Wait, I think I know the source of my food poisoning. I came back from Bintulu last Thursday and RasMhd fetched me from airport using Sarah. I left Sarah with him and Luky before I went to Bintulu. “Oi, sapa makan aiskrim lam keta aku, dah ya tumpah kat tepi seat!!! Passenger seat. Cheebuy takorang yeeer..”
Went to Bintulu to see this o.O
We decided to eat at Borneo Convention Centre Kuching (BCKK) where Parti Pesaka Bumiputera Bersatu (PBB) convention is held for the past one week. RasMhd needed to go back there to for some photo-shoot sessions. He’s one of the many photographers for the PBB convention. Of course, he is the best among all! “heh heh, promote boh sik!”
A peek inside a photog’s bag
Took this photo when I fetched RasMhd and Luky at their hotel the other day. Luky was distributing tags, bags, hotel keys.“Ney bag aku oii!”
Gotta love the theme for this year – Transformasi Rakyat untuk Mencapai Ekonomi Berpendapatan Tinggi (Transforming People Towards High-Income Economy), hope they understand what it really means, especially the ‘high-income economy part’. Since PM came out with this ‘high-income’ economy thing, everybody is talking about it. Just like the 1Malaysia hype. Islam Hadhari. Malaysia Boleh. Malaysians are suckers for slogans. One of our favourite past times is sloganeering, I guess.
The state relies heavily on palm oil plantations, logging and petroleum as its main sources of income. Apart from petroleum and its related industries, the other sectors are not exactly high-income sectors because those sectors depend a lot on cheap foreign labours with non existence of minimum wages. This article written by Dr. Fong Chan Onn is a good read, for us to understand the limitations and things we need to change before we embark on this mission to be a nation of ‘high-income’ economy – Caught in middle-income trap.
Back to the story, we had dinner at BCCK since meals were prepared for the PBB delegates and people related to the function. Er, I am also related, since I was the driver for my friends who were working for the event. Ha! Ha!
Awesome dishes. Especially love the Daging Masak Kicap. (Beef in Soy Sauce) It reminds me of the days I was a hostel student back in Kolej TDTH Bujang. One of the few dishes at the dining hall I looked forward to eat at that time. LOL!
Just both of us were sitting at the table, eating food prepared for 10 persons. I went home fully stuffed. The next morning (yesterday), I visited the toilets thrice. Few more visits to the loo during along the day. Also a bit stressed out because of the amount of emails I needed to reply, reports to write and meetings to attend. After work, went to see Sai Wan of The Star for a little chat. He is here for the launch of The Star, Sarawak Edition. I have been tweet-chatting with him on Twitter for a while now. It is great to meet new people and I always look forward to do so to get to know the real persons apart from their online personas, or reputations.
I went back home, dozed off till this morning and visited the toilet few more times again. I need to see a doctor if I still religiously visit the toilet. Hmm… pretty sure this is due to the ‘free food’ I ate last Thursday night at BCCK. I have learned something from this and I wish to share it with my readers.
1. ‘Makan duit rakyat’ (eating people’s money) is never good. Kthxbai.
2. Toilet affair is more fun now, with the invention of Twitter.
ps: High-income economy. No minimum wages. Message delivered by old farts, for old farts. Party full of old farts. Bunch of old farts run the country. How?
Posted in 2 cents, Boleh-ism, Bolehland, Current Affairs, Food, Freebies, Friends, Me, People, Personal, Tweets, Twitter | 4 Comments »
Wednesday, January 6th, 2010 1,440 views
I’m going to make it short. Real short this time because Noktah Hitam said, I can never write a short post.
2009 wrap-up
Start. Sold off old ride at a loss. Bought a new car. Ridden with more debts. Moved from KL to Miri. Made more new friends. I love Miri. Stayed at Hilltop, rented a room. Pissed off with the landlady, moved to Permyjaya, renting a house. Addicted to Twitter. Less blogging. Photog sessions. Bought my first baju raya, maroon colour. Went Raya visiting. Series of misfortunes. Blurry eyes. Family problem. Fucked up old man. Screwed by crazy dude. Almost. Relationship problem. Money problem. Knocked a lamp post. Escaped without a scratch. Car banged up real bad. Insurance paid RM8k to fix. Poor Sarah. Assigned to work at Lahad Datu. Flew so many times in 2009, kinda sick of it. I miss KL. The people. Lovely friends. No vacations this year. Philippines trip canceled. Typhoon. H1N1. Busy work schedule. Life is getting better. Good times with crazy friends. <3 them. Shit I use <3 in my blog! Bimbo much. Modeled for photoshoot. Sort of. Saja tumpang sekaki. Paid off big chunk of debts. Many friends getting married. Free N900 to play with. New job offer. Kuching here I come. Am so ready for 2010. End. Oh wait, I’ve changed my blog hosting too! End.
Leave you guys with these awesome pictures.
Meet Incredible Sergent Saunders N. Tharmendran, ‘double handedly’ carried two jet engines worth RM100 mil, sold it as scrap metals. Photo credit to Durvy.
This is how MU grabs your balls. Ref’s balls. Officials balls. Your balls. Literally. Spot this at a store in Lahad Datu. RM4.99 only. Cheap. And stretchable. Many puns memang intended.
Posted in Boleh-ism, Bolehland, Crap, Current Affairs, Fun, Funny, Idiocy, Life, Looking Back, Malaysia, Me, Miri, Observation, People, Personal, Photos, Sarcastic | 11 Comments »
Wednesday, December 9th, 2009 822 views
Another rambling post.
This is to answer few questions by friends especially after I posted my ordeal with the customs yesterday. Many friends commented in my Facebook Notes and asked me in Yahoo Messenger, Gtalk, MSN, Twitter these few questions:
“All these trouble for WHAT again?”
“Why do so much since its just a trial unit? Send it back la. Wasting money only.”
“Aiyoh.. is it worth all that trouble just to test the product?”
Well you get the idea. My friends were asking me why would I want to do ’so much’ and why I need to ‘trouble’ myself to such extent just to get a trial device which I need to return back later. And also, why I need to waste my money paying for this and that just to get the clearance.
Money. Well, WOMWorld Nokia has agreed to pay for all the related charges so I don’t have to pay any, but that is beside the point.
The point is, you guys are asking the wrong question. The question should be;
‘Why this particular customs officer makes it hard for me just to get a trial device?’
‘Why he created so much troubles and unnecessary problems just for ONE TRIAL device?’
My dear friends seemed to suggest that the best solution is to give in. Sorry but I have to disagree. If by giving in to such ridiculous request is a solution, then indirectly I am helping to keep this kind vicious cycle in perpetual. We always blame the system every now and then but we choose to do nothing when given the chance to do so.
And why is the tendency to blame the victim eh? Just like how some people blame rape victim for walking alone, dressing sexily or provocatively etc, snatch victims for bringing the handbag, walking on the wrong side of the road or just being ‘careless’?
Well I may not be exactly a victim here, more like a disgruntled customer/citizen wanting to be treated fairly but you get my point on ‘blaming the victim/helpless’ mentality prevalent among some Malaysians.
Allow me to sidetrack a bit and touch on a favourite topic among Malaysians. Corruption. Since I have so many comments directly or indirectly hinting the possible element of corruption in my dealing with the customs, I think it is only fair for me to write a little bit on that.
Malaysians love to paint the many enforcement units as a corrupted bunch of scums. To be fair, Malaysians also play a big part in making them as such. We are guilty if we bitch about the system and do nothing when given the chance but keep feeding the system, indirectly or directly.
The analogy is simple. If I ask and you don’t give, there is no deal, right? Morality is relative here, who is more guilty – the giver or the taker – is up for debate the point is both are guilty of the act. It is a vicious cycle and people are making their decision to keep it in existence with every actions they would take without them realising it or not.
Back to the complicated, troublesome customs procedures I need to go through to get my N900. Did I ask for, or want to have such complicated procedures, troubles and problems to go through just for a trial device? Who creates the problems and troubles in the 1st place? Did I not comply to the necessary requests and yet was given a hard time by the officer?
Of course, given choice I would just sleep at home and let it go. Hell I would not go to work if I am given the absolute freedom and liberty to choose. But, I need to. I am fighter, I would like to think as such. It is a waste of my good education *cough cough* if I don’t put it to good use. We should do our little bit of fights and not letting bullies trampling us with no resistance at all. Keeping silence, is not always the best option. It is only apt for me to share these wise words to decribe political apathy;
First they came for the communists, and I did not speak out–
because I was not a communist;
Then they came for the socialists, and I did not speak out–
because I was not a socialist;
Then they came for the trade unionists, and I did not speak out–
because I was not a trade unionist;
Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out–
because I was not a Jew;
Then they came for me–
and there was no one left to speak out for me.
(A popular poem attributed to Pastor Martin Niemoller)
To be honest, it is actually not so much a trouble for me to make few calls, surfing some websites, checking up the related acts and procedures and then explaining things in a understandable language so that the relevant people can weigh in my side of the story and judge things as it is.
Thank you my good friends for the concern. I love you people and I also expect more of myself. 
And I think I just killed more people with the length of this post. Reading is good for you, people~!
ps: With my awesome negotiation skills *grins*, who knows I may get the device after I trial it?
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Thursday, November 26th, 2009 1,632 views
Greeting from Lahad Datu!
Sorry for the short absence from this blog. When was the last blog post? November 13th lol! Today is November 26th, so almost 2 weeks without any blog post. What a lazy brooger!!
I’ve been busy (ehem this time it is for real) adjusting my life in Lahad Datu for past one week. Just came here last week and been busy since. Taking over people’s job halfway is not fun at all.
Scratching my head figuring out the reports, calculations and what not, people on top chasing you to produce something when you have yet to warm the seat you’re given, and to top that need to hear complaints and gossips of what happened when I was not here from the subordinates. Managing people is the number one pain in the ass job.
People don’t like to be managed. We’re always some sort of rebels at heart, launching perpetual wars against this world with some self serving causes only our own self can identify with. Probably that explains the messes this world is in, the never ending conflicts among humans, the slow and painful destruction of this pretty world with our disastrous way of life. (Shit did I sound normal?)
Lahad Datu is truly a cowboy town. Among the things you’ll notice when you set foot to this little town are:
1. 4WD vehicles zooming here and there. I think maybe out of 10 vehicles on the road, 8 of them are 4WD vehicles.
2. There are many car wash centres. Business is good, thanks to the dirty road and probably the nature of works these vehicle owners are involved with. Most are working at the plantations, construction sites, factories, shipyards and seems like there is mud everywhere. It is as if Lahad Datu is one big construction site. Cleanliness doesn’t seem to be top in the list of concerns here. Wait till I get you some photos at the fish and chicken market next time. Ehe!
‘Rainforest’ of palm oil trees
3. Food is a bit expensive for a relatively quiet and small town. 3 persons, breakfast with milo, tea, coffee and two plates of fried mee = RM15. A plate of fried mee will cost you RM5. ‘Economy’ rice will cost you between RM5-Rm8.
Let’s see if I can compile a ‘10 things about Lahad Datu’ you should know list for my blog eh? I had the chance to make a short trip down Tawau last Sunday to check out awesome town. the chicks. I heard the chicks down there are worth checking out. Amber Chia is from Tawau. I was hoping to see chicks with juicy, plump lips like her (but hopefully not talking Engrish like her)
Met up with a uni friend, went around the town and bought some local snacks. Got this ‘ Keropok Amplang’ – ball shaped crackers made from mackerel and shrimp fillet at Tawau main market.
Hmm, it does look like some funny pills…
Crispeeeeyyhhh! Nom nom nom..
Spent one afternoon in Tawau then came back to Lahad Datu. 1-2 hours drive, depends on how awesome you’re on the road. Driving around this part of the world is quite ’scary’.
Life here is seriously boring. After work, stay at home reading books, listening to the radio and online from my mobile. Facebooking and Tweeting lah, what else? Internet connection at my place sucks.
Er, that’s another reason I don’t blog 
Well, at work surely I cannot blog when I have things to attend to. (tee hee hee..) I can’t even online properly from my mobile using Celcom Broadband, what more to try on the netbook. Boo!! I can only online using DiGi, although slow but at least consistent. And surfing using mobile, it’s considerably fast.
For the past week, I slept before 11pm, woke up around 6am. That’s a sign I am getting old. Ask Suituapui what time he sleeps? *chuckles* I guess that’s it for now. Till the next boring update~!
ps: Am going to celebrate my 27th birthday here in Lahad Datu. -.-|||
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