Ramblings, writings, musings, citings.

HEEPPP

2008-04-17T15:07:00.002+08:00

Pretty much self explanatory regarding my current status at the workplace for the last month or so.

I'm turning into a freakin yuppie. Somebody give me a rich drop dead gorgeous man to marry already.

My aunt has Facebook

2008-04-08T23:28:00.003+08:00

Yessiree bob.

Facebook today proudly told me my dear old aunt has opened a Facebook account. It even "recommended" oh-so-gently that since I may know her ~~after presumably doing a check on my address book~~ that I add her to my list. My guess is she somehow stumbled upon the world of social networking sites and signed up for lawd knows how many more, seeing I a also got an announcement from Tagged saying she had "successfully added me as a friend" in there today. Twice.

What's the big deal, you might ask? Let's just say I'm not sure I'm willing to open up my private life to the family generation before me, lest she stalks her daughter's and my profile during the day for fodder for the dinner table with my mum, or have her Superpoking me every other day juuuust yet. But takkan I don't add own family member, no matter how annoying...

Ish..moral dilemma...

Old maid

2008-03-21T00:23:00.006+08:00

The first time was right before noon when I left the house for lunch.

Then, for a few moments ten minutes after I reached home from it.

The last time was when she brought in a new item of clothing to wear barely ten minutes after reaching home from the last trip.

As of right now, I think my sis is officially more happening than me. I think I saw her less than 20 minutes colletively today. Geez.

Oh wait, I'm happening too. I get to say I worked this Easter weekend. Go me.

Ninja

2008-03-19T12:20:00.003+08:00

Photoshop + brush work + boredom

zomg it's Abdel!

2008-03-17T16:45:00.008+08:00

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ok, NOW you can murder me XD

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I, monotone shopper

2008-03-16T17:14:00.009+08:00

Faux orchid hair piece. Love these.

Black business cum dinner jersey dress. (excuse the less-than spick surroundings)

RM49.90 collar suspenders. Enough said.

Belt: RM5 for every 20 spent at the same store.

Gotta love their attention to detail.

All in one day without me realizing it until an hour later @ home. Go me.

Samsung/Malaysian Today Road Show

2008-03-14T15:03:00.013+08:00

If you don't already know what Malaysian Today and their Roadeez are, it's what the cruisers are to Hitz.FM, for now. I've had the chance to be part of their relaunching campaign for some months now, and yesterday happened to be the second leg of their KlangValley road show tour. Venue of the day was Segi College, which is next to the Summit USJ mall (I never knew that until yesterday!), and mobile giants Samsung were on board the show, giving away 2 very sleek, purty looking SJH-J700 cellphones in a easy-to-win contest.

We brought the Wii and a PS2, which I later found out belonged to Stuart (geez, and I thought my bosses grew out of video games long time ago) along with both *the company's* Samsung 42 inch LCD TV's (bought for occasions like these, kept at home for other 'event's heh). Set it up, then promptly began *product testing*, as you can see from the following evidence. After trying it out, I think I could really love the Wii. Yours truly managed to sneak in a coupla batting practice before being assigned to the 7Up Revive sampling booth/photography/registration.

The two have a go at Wii Tennis & Baseball.

Wii Boxing

Basically, folks were free to come have a sample of the isotonic beverage anytime they wanted, but if they were interested in entering the competition to win the phones, they had to down 10 cups of it, which to say, isn't very much considering it's no bigger than a Brand's Essence of Chicken bottle. I don't quite remember when we started but I think we finally wrapped up and left close to 4. Despite working under impromptu circumstances, I found myself actually enjoying the event. Maybe I just have this knack for mingling with the crowd, or the years of YF service have taught me to beat the shyness. Or maybe this lack of shyness stems from knowing I'm at least 7 years older than most of the students present there that day. Initially, Jon was nice enough to bring me there to see the 'fruits of my labor'. And I gotta admit it beat sitting in an office playing with Lightwave when most of our proposals have been submitted at this moment. And to be honest, seeing the final result of your last few days of rushing makes for quite an accomplished feeling.

Segi crowd circa 11.30am

Chief with some very obliging students

Woohoo!

Anyhoo, with that being said, I'm due to run off to my next appointment before tonight's cball and meeting, and finally being able to call it a weekend.

Later ya'll.

Ohemgee

2008-03-14T14:52:00.003+08:00

It's 2.53pm.

The rest of the crew is at the college musical, of which I was initially supposed to go see as well.

I'm stuck here until a client comes in to pick up a CD by 3, of which then I have to rush to PJ and then to Midvalley to pass more clients things by 4.

And I hear heavy raindrops starting to spatter hard. Crikey.....

Whee!

2008-03-12T00:25:00.005+08:00

Oo, I just only remembered what finally came into the office earlier today in conjunction with our sampling launches.

And it even came with a set of games along with the entire arsenal of weapons and consoles!

Sigh. It's good to be working here sometimes.

Everyone has their childhood fears

2008-03-11T23:35:00.001+08:00

I remember mine clearly being this.

I mean, what's a kid at 5 yrs of age to think when he or she sees these sequences played out to equally bizarre music?

Ironically, 20 years later I've grown to love the quirkiness of this track. Just don't make me watch the video too many times.

somebody up there must love me

2008-03-11T15:21:00.000+08:00

Seems like the inconvenient truth is rearing its head this side of the US of late. I was driving home today from work only to be greeted by fierce grey blue clouds looming over the apartments on the Sri Wangsaria hill. Hoping the weather would hold up just a teeny weeny bit longer, I sped up just a little entering the main road off Damansara.

In vain, it would seem. In less than 30 seconds, the sky practically started hailing raindrops on my car. One minute later, it looked like the 40 days of flood had begun. Visibility was extremely low. Still, yours truly drove the usual way home without much of a glitch.

But oh no, that's not where the story ends.

Arriving behind a jeep at the last set of traffic lights I normally stop at en route to home, I waited a few seconds before the lights flashed green.

But the jeep didn't go.

A few seconds passed. It still didn't budge.

I got impatient, admittedly, and honked a little urgently, wondering how someone could miss the 3 bright green lights flashing in front.

Next thing I knew, a huge 6 metre branch comes crashing down directly in front of the jeep, narrowly missing its bonnet, but completely blocking one side of the road altogether. For a split second earlier, I had happened to look up and saw in horror as side of the tree sway violently and gave way. Three cars, including me, had to reverse and drive over to the opposite lane just to get around it.

It only dawned on me moments later, that had that jeep actually moved on time, I doubt I would've escaped the falling branch. I actually felt a lil sheepish for honking earlier, although I had to wonder if the driver in the jeep in front of me thought I had done that as a warning sign. The chain of events in those mere moments all seemed to happen like it was perfectly choreographed to avoid disaster. I drove straight down and made a detour to BV instead, running a red light in the way, because I simply did not want to stop like a sitting duck under the boulevard of trees along that road that somehow seemed to turn into potential freak accident objects. Sigh. I don't think I'll ever look at those angsana trees along Jalan Ara the same way again after that.

On a lighter note, I managed to spend a rendezvous dinner with Nat nd Eug over at TY, despite having dined alone just merely 2 hours earlier at Fish & Co. (For the record, I had a lousy shitake mushroom with purportedly fusion sauce. Meh, Japanese mushrooms and 'western' cream do not a fusion sauce make. Go Delicious for better pasta).

Anyway, halfway through the meal my phone rings. I check the screen, which was flashing my buddy/boss Jon's number. Answering it, I heard a stranger's voice greet me instead.

Now if you are aware of how noisy TY is at dinner time, then you'll understand why I couldn't make out half of whatever the person on the other line was saying. But he seemed to know exactly who I was, and was even asking about a project that I was due to hand in today, if there was any way I could pass the artwork to him. Presuming it to be the sticker production dude, I mumbled something about having placed the files in a CD and leaving it on my other boss Stuart's table before leaving; to which he then asked if it would fit in an email. I then began to explain that I presumed Stuart would return for the CD later that day, to which he obviously did not.

A few incoherent sentences later, I gave up trying to understand what else he was trying to say to me, and told him to give me a valid email address so I could email him the pictures, which he agreed, although with a puzzled tone, and promptly hung up. I went back to dinner feeling just a lil relieved and accomplished at having dealt with a situation under less-than-peaceful surroundings.

Ten minutes later, I get the expected sms on my phone. When I opened it, I was surprised to see Stuart's email address from his phone.

It then hit me in the face like a sack of potatoes. I was talking to Stuart all the while.

I'm such an idiot. I know he wont live this down in the office tomorrow. Lol.

Touchdown

2008-03-08T13:52:00.000+08:00

Welp, mirroring the entry title, I've somewhat finally stumbled unto the end zone of another week, with the final yard being the 6' x 4' space of which I'm blogging comfortably from. i.e: my bed and finally sparing some time to type an entry. Honestly, I feel my writing skillz have devolved over the years passing, perhaps like the proverbial Chinese idiom, having eaten more salt now, I feel the world less sweet than before. Or maybe I've just become very boring. I need to reclaim this very soon in the future, bah! It's almost like learning to swim all over again; you gotta get into the water and swim a coupla warmup laps before getting into the fancy shizzle.

Ok, before I start a round of depressive ranting in here again like an emo 16 yr old, I really should say that things are picking up at the new events management company I work at now. It's only a coupla blocks away from my old office, and I have to admit, I like the new team I work with day in and out, despite sometimes I think they forget I only have 2 hands at times. lawl. Kk, in all honesty, I like working with them. It's a nice change from being cooped up in a less-than-mind-stimulating office for the last 4 years.

And picking up the trail from the last entry, I guess I could say it was a near perfect week, marred by a hiccup of which I'd rather not remember right now, but I don't think I'll be able to forget for a while more.

So what has The Wan been up to?

Let's see. First two days (yes two) I celebrated Angie's birthday over dinners,albeit with different groups, as you can see in the pictures to follow. Monday at Modesto's/Bambo9. Tuesday at Villa Danielli @ The Sheraton Imperial. Now you see, I'm weird in such a way where I prefer ordering pastas so at different restaurants just so i know what's good from bad, but I think I had an overkill after the last two nights. Personally, I found the carbonara at Modesto's nothing to shout about, and the squid ink pasta with sourish artichokes and salmon @ VD a lil less than delectable for my taste buds. But the desserts were delish, altho pricey (duh, did you expect anything less?) Next time, I'm ordering by sight. Then again, if there is a next time... And i'm saying all this full knowing I'll probably go to Delicious tomorrow with Nat. hehe. Oh well, at least the Pesto there rox my sox. And only at the fraction of the price too.

one of my favourite dinner mateys, i say.

As much as I liked Bambo9 the last time I paid it a visit one Saturday night before, the crowd there that Monday night was quite a contrast, with it mostly 40 something yr old men who obviously also came straight from the office with their 30 something female colleagues. Heck, there aint nothing wrong with these ppl wanting to have fun, but I happened to turn at one point of the night to see one of those men trying to shimmy himself against his colleague in what I can only imagine as what he imagines to be dirty dancing. He looked as smooth going lower on her as Peter Crouch doing the robot dance.

A few of the Monday night company.
Having a great time with them is hot. Getting "nudged" by butches is not.Cheeling @ Bambo9

Meetski with double barrels.

Dinner party with the birthday girl sans Jeremy, who had to leave early due to work calls.

Wednesday, apart from satisfying the itch to post an entry, I had this stupidly hilarious conversation with a bunch over TY about who we knew about us could play the characters in Doraemon. I honestly don't remember how it all started, but I remember thinking Amita fitted the role of Sinyu pretty well, with the similiar small cute packaging. lol. i mean seriously:

What do you think? hehe. Naturally, Mita didn't seem to think so.

Thursday, thursday.. hmm.. I remember working up to midnight, then zzzzz.....

And today I found out a new place to play cball someplace in Bukit Damansara called Seri Beringin. I remember passing it a coupla times en route to picking the sis up from work, altho at the time I had completely no idea where I was in Damansara. Pretty looking gated community, albeit not guarded. The court we played on was really half a basketball court, but at least it had street lamps, something of which I'm hoping the BSC court will see to with the volleyball court now undergoing renovation for the next 14 weeks. sigh. Oh, and don't even begin to ask me what I'm doing on polling day. I really should register myself before the next 4 years are up. I forsee myself instead manning a station in tomorrow's sporting games station.

Ah yes, before I go, I would finally like to introduce the newest addition to the family. I kinda meant to the week she arrived after CNY, but work kinda got in the way almost immediately and ever since, she's been like a workhorse to me.

Folks, I'd like you all to meet Lil Miss Techie.

Isn't she lovely?

With all the other specs on her, Core 2 Duo T7250, 2Gb RAM, GeForce 8400 128MB RAM, 160 GB HDD + built in 2.0 camera, I think she's almost like the Terminatrix to my old family desktop. So I guess I can forgive her for being a Vista OS. All in all, I'm glad I waited long enough before getting her. Ahhh...

1..2...3.. clear

2008-03-06T09:12:00.000+08:00

After maybe what seems like donkey years (ok, maybe just a coupla months) and perhaps thanks to Jin Siang's comments about my less-than-lively weblog activity, I think I will actually start taking proactive steps to resurrect this space which is fast growing cyber mould, before it becomes another virtual piece of sentimental trash I'll never update, but never throw away. I'm still not entirely certain which direction I intend to take with this journal, seeing there are still certain principles I adhere to when I write knowing there is possibly a young public readership, lest I become a two minded writer scribbling about like a headless chicken worrying whether a 13 yr old kid will be stumbled if I so much as use a swear word in here. Then again, I should worry about crossing that bridge if and when I eventually get to it, shouldn't I?

But anyhoo, that aside, now that the blogger in me is slowly being revived like the a she-Frankenstein, I guess a mandatory update about myself is in order. But later, for now, I need to clock out folks :p

Catcha later, peeps.

Ps: About my small fonts, it ain't small, it's fashionably petite ;)