Thursday, April 27, 2006

Briyani, Michaelangelo, Pakistan & Bollywood

Earlier today, April 26th, after office hrs, time was aprox 1915LT, i was waiting for BK (not banana kaya you idiots, its BK, my friend) in this restaurant named Real Nasi ntah apa apa ntah Briyani, here in KL, somewhere near Maju Junction, nothing great about the food, really. I was sitting and waiting for both BK and my teh ais, had dad's camera with me today, Why? Im too lazy to explain. Lets skip that. Its a 10 or more year old Canon EOS1000F/n SLR camera.

And came this two Pakistan guys to the table that i was seated, they work there, one was some Bollywood whore hero looking, and the other one looks like Michaelangelo, not the artiste, but the ninja turtle. I noticed Michaelangelo was sweeping the floor earlier.

Bollywood Hero : You speak Hindi? ( i was like what the fuck for?)

Me
: No, i dont know Hindi. (Man, my bollywood hero like looks can be really deceiving eh?, ok I'll stop here, i know thats too much.)

Michaelangelo : How much is this crap Canon? Its a good camera. (perfect English he speaks)

Me: Ow, its an old one, its about RM1500 about 10 years ago.

Michaelangelo : Its a good camera, i have 2 Canons myself, one T90, and one more Canon A1, I know about Canons alot because photography was my profession back in Bota Kanan Pakistan. How come there's no market for second hand cameras over here? Everything is new...bla bla bla

Me: o.O (holy crapness)

And Michaelangelo continued sweeping the floor.

See, my mistake was i underestimated Mr. kura kura ninja turtle, but really, how would i know that this guy could speak decent English, he sounded really professional and educated too, he's a photographer (or he was, i dont know). But it really hit me to see him sweeping the floor here in Malaysia. I really pity these people, some of them are really educated, bastard have like double and triple degrees but they turned out to be sweeping and wiping tables here simply because they couldnt find a job in their motherland, its all about survival, they need money desperately, for their family and all. I knew this dude who make drinks in a restaurant near my college, about 3 years ago, a young guy, later i found out he has 2 degrees, one in Hotel Management and another one in Business Admin if im not mistaken. He's working here for shitty 500 bucks. Man, i pity them. Asian countries really need a change.

I suppose we should be really thankful with what we have over here in Malaysia, at least situations are not as bad as some countries like Pakistan, India and also the overnight celebrity Bangladesh.

On another event thats totally not relevant to this post, i had 77 hits in the past 24 hrs. I really wonder who's reading? But 77 is a good start, so yeah...Weeee! :D



Michaelangelo is the one in red. orange. (thanks lime!)


Really, no illegal immigrants were hurt or were made fun during the process of writing this post.

Out!

Tuesday, April 25, 2006

V. Bharani Kumar B.IT CSU Australia...weee!



The day was Sunday, 23rd of April, 2006, my dearest friend, my best buddy, my sidekick and my brother, BK (again, its not Burger King you dumbass) finally graduated. He's from HELP. He has got a degree in some cutting grass computer crap. He did not study properly, that much i can tell you. Bwahaha. Sorry mike, i just had to. :)

Okay so I am gonna skip whatever happened throughout the ceremony as most of you already know what happened and shit. Oh yeah, it was in Shangri-La, Jln Sultan Ismail, KL. All the 3 floors were infested with chimps chicks. Really. And so after the ceremony, we (5 of us, including BK & me) went to Restoran OK, in Jalan Barat, PJ, you know..near Olympia College. The session started with 3 of us initially, the other 2 had something else to do. God knows what. So the starter was :-

  • Jack Daniel's 37.5cl (thats half of 75cl) x 2
  • 1 Guinness Stout (for me for me..yaay!)
  • Dried chilli dugong chicken
  • Endless amount of love *shy*

Then came the other 2 brothers, let me just summarize what happened after that.

  1. BK was the first one to get drunk. It was his day, so he deserves it
  2. Puked twice, and the sound he made when he puked. Priceless, could scare small children even old ladies away. Its was this roaring aircraft sound with a tint of mental illness. I knew how it sounded because i followed him to make sure he doesnt end up with his foot in the toilet bowl thinking that it leads to Hong Kong.
  3. Sentimental period went on for a bit, a little bit of tears and confession and so on.(only 2 were participating, the rest of us were eating fish :D) (Awwww) Not gay kinda shit. Let me make that clear.
  4. A total of 8 Tiger beers, 1 Guinness Stout, 2 JD were consumed. Thats not alot for 5 of us, only 2 got drunk, one was BK, the other creature guy was quite drunk too, we knew because he told us.
  5. They did not let me drink much, since i was driving, allright, fair enough.
  6. Chicken, fish and squid were the victims for the night. Count in an immigrant too.
  7. Someone had to pick almost a fight with the immigrants who was working there, reason? Bastards forgot about our chilli dugong chicken! But nothing happened.
  8. We were all freaking happy :)

So, the reunion after..uhm 2 weeks or so, went on pretty well, lots of conversation, lots of insults, food and also booze strengthen bond between all of us i guess, the conclusion is, we were happy that he finally got his dreadlocks degree and made his parents proud. The look on their face was really priceless. BK is a great guy, and mike you better stay he fuckin same. We all love you, and congrats on your new relationship as well *winks*. God bless you both always. :) Pics?
Here we go : -


No immigrants were harmed during the ceremony.




Out!

Wednesday, April 19, 2006

Diploma in Multimedia Production...Just a piece of paper?

Yuo suopurt publick edukasyen? Read on...


Some of you, i suppose most of my friends who read my blog knows that im a graphic artist by profession. Arts has always been my passion, my obsession, hobby and headache. I started of designing after looking at my 13 year old cousin messing massively with photoshop, i was 15, and that was the age i ever touched a computer for the very first time. I dont know why, but i got obsessed with solitaire Photoshop at that age, curiosity explains it, and the version was 5.5, and yes i messed with it in depth, constantly looking for online tutorials (theres a million online) and try to come up with something everyday, soon i got the hang of it and i looked at it from a considerably serious perspective. Graphic design was my new found obsession, the age was 17. I somewhat mastered Photoshop (scale 7.5/10) at the age of 17.


And soon came the typical shit, koko krunch college, and i wanted to get a dipshit diploma at least in the field that i love. After quite a bit of survey, i managed to shortlist one college, let the name remain anonymous. *groans* My course wasnt just a graphic design course, it was Multimedia Production, whatever fuck that means. Its mainly about sleepless nights and endless amount of nicotine candy, you crack your brain so much, you wish you could've take up something else like hotel management of some shit to do with bomba. But it was all good, i survived and graduated in September 2003. My diploma costed me RM 20 k, twenty fuckin grands, for how long you ask? 20 months, so its literally 1k a month. End of the day, i think i could do with my life without the 20k diploma. I'll tell you why:-

  1. 2 tools that i need the most, Adobe Illustrator and Photoshop ( i learnt nothing in college, Photoshop, they taught me all the stuff i figured out years ago, Illustrator? they didnt know it even existed) - both this tools, i mastered, how? self taught.
  2. 5 interviews i have been in my life so far, ive got all of the job,*fulamak, proud!* i declined one, and believe it or not, none of these people even bothered to ask me which institution i am from, or even whether i have a diploma or a degree, nothing. All they asked was 'Can i see your underwear work?' Because end of the day, that what matters. I've seen alot of LUCT graduates, their work looks like shit. No offends. Typical design graduates, they have no passion, thats the problem.
  3. The diploma didnt supply whatever criteria the market seeks.
  4. And fuck, there were'nt any chicks in the college.
Sometimes i really feel i wasted so much of time and money on the diploma i did, im applying what i learnt by myself in my daily job tasks. I guess its too late to regret it, but im quite sure i can do the same shit what im doing now without my 20k diploma. The feeling when i collected the cert from my colleges office is priceless. I was like 'So this is the shit that costs me 20k?' A piece of yellow A3 sized paper with a massively bitched up signature of some Australian kanggaroo jackass which did nothing good over the 3 years period of time. I never showed the cert to any of the interviewers simply because they didnt ask, why? Because they dont give a flying fuck where youre from and what your qualification is, its just the matter of your designwork, your creativity speaks, your portfolio will do the job, the rest are useless.

I think the diploma in my field is useless, unless you beg to differ. Just my 2 cents :)


Kangaroo


Out!


Monday, April 17, 2006

Americans!

Typical American fast food order :-


  • 2 large beef pepperoni pizzas - triple pepperoni, double cheese
  • 3 large flies fries
  • 3 portions of fried chicken
  • and a DIET coke.


Like really, what the fuck for? Diet? Right.






Out!

Sunday, April 16, 2006

The Job


People! I blogged about the new job i got and the one week observation period earlier, oh yes! i made it through, so now i can say i really got the job. Im so happy :), so yeah..Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!


And PIC, thanks for everything again. :)




Out!

Friday, April 14, 2006

Ow my dearest P.I.C (you know what it stands for)

She just came without a warning, i was really down at one point and i thought tommorow's never gonna get any better than today. I was wrong, . She put a smile on my face the very first time i started talking to her, thru MSN that is. No, she's not the girl im in love with or something (there isnt any though), need to make a point so you wont get the wrong idea but im talking about my newfound friend, my partner in crime, my close buddy, someone who i can really connect and talk for hours without getting bored at any point. Lets just call her she.

I'll just get to the point allright, she's prolly the most interesting person i have ever came across in such a long long time. And im grateful that i found her, she took away all the sadness and heartache i had in just like 2 days. Diverted me pretty well. I wasnt sure if she knew i was feeling down and all, but i guess its all good. Lets see what is she like...

She's funny, well funny is an understatement. She can make me laugh in 0.3 seconds

She's sarcastic, in a good way, and i like the way she spits her words out without mercy:D

She's caring, yes, something happened in the process of me getting a job, and she holds big
responsibility on that matter.

She's a good listener, and a great motivator.

She's has a nice funny way of talking.

She's pretty straightforward, all the time.

She's cute, but never admits, and im sure the rest of the world would agree on this statement, that if you know her of course.

She's can make me lose my face in 3 seconds flat.

She's a gangster wannabe.Bwahaha

She's a well balanced person, not wild not too culturally inclined. Just nice!

She's beautiful, in and out. She wont agree with this either.



Though i have only known her for a month, yes a month, but we connected pretty well, and i have only met her 3 times. I dont write stuff like this, and i have never expressed how much i value friendship to anyone at all, i never do that, thats just not me, but i guess im writing this just to let her know at least how grateful i am that she's my true friend. Oh, and i didnt swear on this post..haha. So, She, i know you'll be reading this sooner or later, all i wanna say is, thanks for being such a great person, a great friend and a my partner in crime ;). God bless u always!













...and, truly exceptional, she is. Period.



Out!

Thursday, April 13, 2006

Coders

Above, a coder.


Allright, these buggers are downright annoying, coder, dimwits, coders are computer panda programmers, they claim to be logic thinkers, but theyre not even close to anything logic or even sane, fine i do admit there are some sane, cool, human like coders but they are one in 3 million, like MARS , he's prolly the only coder that i know who can be considered normal and nice and cool (buy me beer bitch) And most of these buggers are from JinJang India.

Lets see, i met this dude, where and how, trust me you wouldnt wanna know, BK saw him twice, both the times he was trying so hard not to laugh, rude? I dont think so. He's a coder allright, from India, sigh, he is like a computer, he generates answers when a question is pointed, then he shuts up and never speak a word, until you give a new task, he answers and shuts the fuck up. Its annoying, like a freaking interview or sumthing. This guy is not normal, he sits down and have this facial reaction of deciphering eggs codes even when there is no computer is front of him. He walks with his head down, like he is shy to see anything besides monitors. Im not being mean here, i just dont get the idea why most of then are like that, really. Mars, tell me man, does the freaking codes fuck your brains up in the process on learning it? Or its just the way it is? Coders - Retards. Youre not Mars. :)

We need coders, no doubt, MARS had assisted me alot on modifying this blogpage's coding and shit, he tells me without thinking, i really respect that, rtuly impressed the way he teaches, codes just pops out from his head. Hats off. But its scary to ask the rest of the conmen coders for anything, lets see what happens when a coder chats with a idiot nigga wannabe via real time chat client/software :-

Tupackrishan ( the nigga)
:.NameOneTwo (the coder)

Tupackrishan - hey yo yo yo yawwwwwwwww, suppp my one two one two check!
who's in da hse yo!!

NameOneTwo -
uhm...
{}
public:
int StartYourEngines(
Engine& rSomeEngine,
Engine& rAnotherEngine);-{}
}

Tupackrishan -
Tha fark nigga? start yer engines? yer mama's a racer or sumshit?
nam' sayin, ima kill you iddy biddy mafakka wut! ASL nigga, gimme da shit!
Who dat who dattttttttt!!

NameOneTwo - err class Test
{{}
public:
void DoSomething(StatusInfo& rStatus);
StatusInfo& rStatus();
const StatusInfo& Status() const;
private:
StatusInfo& mrStatus;()()
}
{

Tupackrishan - Tha heck you crapping mafakka! Status fuckin info private? Mistah Status?
What fuckin name is that nigga! uzbekistan is where you belong biatch!

NameOneTwo - err..gtg >_>
enum PinStateType
{}} _
PIN_OFF


See? I went overboard, yes but this is prolly how they look at the chat conversation window, always wondering whats the code behind these chat windows, man they're screwed. These guys are intelligent, but intelligent people are always fucked, the real intelligent ones, the one who pushes the brains capacity limit.

And i have been really busy with the new toy job, no time to blog

:( This is sad.

Out!


Thursday, April 06, 2006

Hari pertama kerjaku di Pusat Bandar Kuala Lumpur


WARNING
: The following post will be in Bahasa Melayu, immigrants, stay away.


Walaupun aku masih terlelap di katilku, kedengaran lagu yang teramat merdu sekali di dalam mimpiku, Aik? Magik? entahlah, baru kusedar lagu yang kedengaran sejak sepuluh minit yang lalu bukanlah lagu yang di dendangkan oleh Siput Sarawak mahupun Carlos Santana, tetapi 'alarm' dari telefon bimbit yang berada di bawah bantalku. Hari yang gembira menantimu, bisik.... hmm takde sape la..saje jer..

Okay i cant take this, its been 6 years since i wrote anything decent in BM, its rusty, totally. So yeah, i woke up and got ready for work. Time was 0645LT, i left home y 0715LT. This was the first time ever im driving to Kepong KL at this hour, and i gotta tell you, the traffic is disasterous. Pure madness, freaking cars are everywhere, and lots of lady drivers, they just dont belong to the road for Christ's sake. Damn Samy. Thanks for the faster route with 3 tolls, thats like friggin RM4.50 - one way only. That i were to use Kesas highway all the way to KL. Im no millionaire, so i chose the classic way, Federal 'jammedfornofuckinreason' Highway.

It took me an hour just to get to Motorola interchage from my hse, which will take only 15 minutes at night, after 10 that is. I was in PJ to fetch BK (not Burger King you dimwits,he's my best friend) at about 0830LT, his work starts at 0900LT, location Maju Holdings, Jln Tunku Abdul Rahman, KL. Guess what, we made it there by 0845, how? I dont know, there roads were super clean, it was like everyones on MC.

Coming back to my story, i got a job in Jln Sultan Ismail, and my office in the Bangla Asian Heritage Row, right opposite The Loft, building is called Heritage House (apparently this is the gempak name, formerly known as Wisma Warisan bwahaha.) So i was there by 0900LT, and my work starts at 1000LT, so i have got an hour to waste, i headed to the mamak nearby after parking my car for RM3.00 (per entry), yes its cheap, considering the prices of parking fee in KL. Buzzed a friend and had a small chat, then it was almost 1000LT, so i headed to the office which is located in floor 12B, technically its the 14h floor. And came my boss, a British guy, quite a young guy actually, he briefed me about the task for the day. So there, i started to work, quite alot of work. Did a flash animation and about 6 templates all together.

And there is this particular broom room in the office, which has a balcony, and the view was simply superb, stunning geometrical objects all around me. Pictures? Allrite, here we go :-

On the left is Maju Holdings and some other unknown buildings, MH is where BK works


Sheraton Imperial's rooftop, with swimming pool, yes.


Sheraton Imperial, right in front of me, that explains the angle of this shot.

Im so lazy to rotate this picture, just tilt your head to the right, yeap its KLCC

Same action required as above, Jln Sultan Ismail.

First day was cool, i had a bit of pressure anyway. But its allright, im loving it . :D
Im actually on a week of trial period, my boss wants to see if im comfortable with web designs, because, all my previous jobs were more towards print designs, so web is something new for me, although i can handle it, but there's a little fear. I believe can manage it though. So after a week of observation, i will know if i really get the job. Pray for me people, its really a good opportunity for me. :)

I was done with work at about 2030LT, and here i am at home blogging about my experience, i dont wanna go into details, it might take forever and im not in the exact mood of typing. Colleagues are nice, very friendly people, only 4 of us including boss and me. Pin drop silent environment, i can hear the CPU's fan. o.O, oh yeah, and i met BK for lunch. This is simply beautiful, what i always wanted, to work in KL. Dream come true? we'll know in a week. Keep the days counting!


p/s: My workstation



Out.


[published by hotstuff sal!]

Maxis 3G.. a new vision *spits*


Today was an amazing day, technically it was yesterday, i quit my current job, that was the last day. So i was getting ready to head home after burning my boss files and all, time was approx 1600LT. I was on the road heading back home and i received a sms from Makcik Maxis, it went something like this : -

FREE 3G SIM upgrade when you show your 3G phone @ Maxis centers in Klang Valley & Pakistan Penang..bla bla bla bla *cough*

I went o.O, just because i was checking about this huge hoo haa's on 3G Friday last week in KL, and they said, pre paid users have a damage fee of RM25 to get the SIM card replaced and for the initial settings thingy. This sms tells me something else. Im not a huge fan of this whole internet thingy through mobile, there are a few reasons :-

i) Its a freaking phone, so the screen is like stupid small, if you were to watch EPL, forget about details like...the ball, its oblivious.
ii) Speed - first thing that comes into concern when i think about the net is the speed, 3G, WAP, GPRS, they crawl like fuckin maggots.
iii) Cost - Its slow, and annoying, and its stupid expensive, defeats the purpose, really.

But, that did not stop me, i was really being curious, whats this shit is all about you see, and the good news is its FREE, never say no to FREE stuff, let it be warm catjuice, as long as its FREE, its a yes. And i happen to use a 3G phone myself, i didnt get it because its 3G, but it was cheap and i got of a bastard friend. It's a Sony Ericsson Z800, ugly? yes, but i love it. :)

So i went to the Makcik Maxis Service Center in USJ10, Subang Jaya to get this free thingy sorted, i was waiting for my turn to be entertained by the Customer Service Rep, Consultant, Prick, whatever. One of the person there was a smoking hot malay chick, was hoping that i could go to her, but nah, i got sent to a chinese chicken haired dude instead, nevermind, i want the free stuff, so that wasnt a issue at all. Maybe it was, abit. It took them about 30 minutes all together. Finally it was done!

Here comes the testing part, i couldnt test it at first because i was lacking on 2 important element :-

1) Battery - was running low like a midget
2) Credit - *shy* hehe.

I reloaded on the way home and charged the phone. I got my hands on this 3 fuckin G thingy finally, and oh i was so disappointed. I tried watching CNN, it connected and the streaming video started, and i saw Saddam,then the video lagged and died. Strike one!

Tried connecting again after a couple of hours, it wasnt going thru, it says "Try again later" Like fuck yeah, not that im gonna sit and weep over it. Strike two!

Tried again, connected, i was being a cute kid and was trying to get thru the Cartoon Network channel, connected! yaay! They were playing cow & chicken, i saw the cow for about 30 seconds, and showed my pops what 3G is all about, and it died. Strike...nevermind. I give up.

I read an article somewhere, 3G which merely means 3rd Generation connectivity is apparently in the intial stage of establishment in the Europe itself, so people, even if you have a 3G or if youre planning to get one, i suggest you invest the money on something else, upgrade your machine or get a dog for fucks sake.

out


Monday, April 03, 2006

2006 Superman Returns - that's all we need...


Flying freak is back, after like 20 years or so, the last one got handicapped and eventually died, wonder whats gonna happen to the new one. Hopefully he wont die too, new superdude, stay the fuck away from pantyhose horses

Superman - nothing super with this dude anyway, he wears the underwear outside, i know this issue has been bitched to death. Outfit is blue + yellow + red, bad bad bad. Retarded to glory. Hairstyle, jesus christ, i thought it would be better since its freaking 2006, nothing much changed, same gay looking fucked up hairstyle. He looks more like a stripper gone gay mad.

A few things i heard about this new guy who's playing the main role, whatever the fuck his name is.

i)He's a pornstar. Period. No one wants to take this role because they think its jinx or some shit.
ii)His groin, apparently it was too big, and that seemed to be the point of reference, so they had to 'graphically' remove it, wait...make it smaller...thats more like it. fine that he has a big tool, but this is very embaressing. Very!
iii) David ass fell off Hassehoff was supposed to take this role. Allright, kidding.
iv) I'll strip stop here.

Im talking too much here, but i know i'll watch it anyway, exciting to see a big groined pornstar fly.

Out.