Pimped by The Star!

Other posts can wait, this one cannot.

Blurred screenshot of my Twitter account

First time getting pimped by The Star, together with other Sarawakian bloggers like Kenny Sia, Dine with Annna – Anna Bella Wong ,  Mum-mum: Eat Eat – Rowena Tan, Sixthseal – Huai Bin and Lolly Raja, founder of Kelabit Wiki Project.

Although no mention of my blog name and address in the paper version, (The Star later includes it in the online version), I was quoted in few paragraphs (very politically correct one).  Let me quote one for you guys:

“I am a proud Sarawakian. Sarawak has so much to share with the people out there and I feel obliged to share all the good and bad things about this place so people can learn, gain or make something out of it.“

And they put up my handsome face HAHA! (Thank you Ras, gambar diambik ko juak dipake aku hahah!) Let’s hope #yorais doesn’t read today’s paper. Oh ya, I bought my The Star paper today, after not doing so for so long. Ehem, you know why I don’t buy The Star all this while hehehe

So, grab a copy of The Star today, because I am in it! Star Two pullout, pg 2 and pg. 3. Just don’t read too much on the news inside the Nation pullout eg. Umno’s doors ‘never shut’

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Huarrggghhh!

It has been a week, me here in Kuching. Some of you may already know that I have moved from Miri to Kuching in pursue of my career as a modern slave. I have been moving from one place to another place quite a number of times I think I am so used to it, it is part of my life now.

I wish..

I was born in Kuching, then grew up in Miri. Then we moved to Sarikei when I was 9. I moved to Miri on my own to study at Kolej T.D.T.H Bujang when I was 13.  The after SPM, I continued my tertiary education in UTM Skudai, Johor Bahru. After I finished my degree, I went to KL to work.

First work place was in Puchong, Selangor and I was staying at Kelana Jaya with bunch of friends. After two and a half year, I changed company and worked at Phileo Damansara. After few months in the company, I was assigned to an office in Kuching to monitor a project in Limbang. I spent few months in Kuching before I was called back to Damansara. By then I already moved out from my previous place in Kelana Jaya, so I stayed at Ampang.

Another few months passed by and I received another job offer to work in a new company.This time, I was told that I would be stationed in Miri, Sarawak. Few months after working in Miri, I was sent to Lahad Datu on a frequent basis to monitor a project there. And by end of last year, I got a new offer to work here in Kuching. From the discussion with the management, it seems like nothing is going to change (on the moving part) because I a going to make frequent trips (or probably stayed there during the project duration) to these places – Bintulu, Bakun, Tinjar, Baram, Miri.

Good things about moving from one place to another place – you get to meet new people, make new friends, exploring new places, activities.. expanding your social circle.

What am I blabbering here? Actually, I am just bored and I have no idea what to write for this blog. Friends asked me why I do not want to write about myself and my life. Well, the truth is that,  there is nothing interesting about my life. I am a boring person. The ‘interesting’, juicy stories are not meant to be shared in public. That is why I choose to write about things happening around me. I can’t wait to get my hands on the Nokia Booklet 3G so I can have something to write about.

WOMWorld Nokia is sending me a Nokia Booklet 3G ‘mini laptop’ to play with. According to the DHL shipment tracker, it has arrived today, but I have yet to receive any call from DHL to collect it. They called me on Friday asking me about the shipment to confirm that it is a laptop of  ‘Nokia’ brand. Probably afraid the customs would think it is a mobile phone, since *cough cough* some people think Nokia is all about mobile phones only. Keep you guys updated!

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2009 wrap-up + MU grabs you by the balls + Incredible Sergeant Saunders

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.

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Giving a good fight because.. hmm I’m a big fan of Fight Club? :P

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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