Life Of A Typical Malay - October 1999
Monday 11/10/1999
Spent the morning working on my computer, spring cleaning again. The
afternoon was taken up "repairing" my microwave oven. Not really repairing, just
figuring it out what went wrong with the coil inside the oven. Something wrong somewhere,
it rattles everytime I switch the oven on. Not that I use it often but everytime I want to
make a cup of tea, I have to endure that irritating sound coming from the oven.
That shows how I lead my life. I live the same normal, boring, and banal life every day.
There's really nothing too
interesting about my daily life.
Went to PKNS Complex at about 5-30 pm, met Mager at the car park and had a quick chat.
He was a bit surprised to see me in t-shirt and torn jeans.
What's wrong with you?
What do you mean?
Well, I thought I'll never see you like this again, I mean....your jeans....
Hey, I hate to be predictable.....hahahaha...
Yeah, right.....you and your wacky world again...
s'cuse me...
Hmmmm.....I have a split personality I think. Lemme see....
I could be the friendliest one minute and an ass the next.
I can be trustworthy one minute and hypocritical the next.
I can be "cool"
(I have doubts about that adjective) one minute and stupid the next.
I
can be serious one minute and a perverted bastard the next.
What else?...yeah, and as you can probably tell, I also am very sarcastic. Oh, I have big mouth too.
I say things I don't literally mean.
That sometimes gets me in trouble, as people think my sarcasm is a wee bit too vague.
With my face expressions, people sometimes think I really do mean what I say.
Too bad I was not born in Hollywood.
I'm not really worried about getting into serious trouble, because I know
when and where to use my witty tongue.
I may be dumb, but not THAT dumb.
My sarcasm also makes people laugh. In fact, I make people laugh. I have the corniest,
most "played out" jokes, but people still manage to laugh. Come to think of it,
I don't know if they laugh with me or at me.
Probably at me, right?
But....
As much as I like talking to people and people liking to talk to me, I get very
easily irritated. Holy shit! I
get pissed and I will blow off at the smallest things in the world.
...dahlah,mengarut pulak aku ni...
Tuesday 12/10/1999
My day started a bit early, went to the bank to pay my personal loan,
credit card bills and stuff. Drove to Subang Jaya and had breakfast
there. The office only opened at 12 noon, Hashim and Abang Miza were
there, spent the time reading newspapers while waiting for Dominic
to arrive. To Maybank and withdrew 10 K for our new
account. Met En Malik on my way back to the office, he wasn't
feeling good so we didn't talk long.
Dominic and Peter only arrived
at 3-30 pm just when the bank (Hong Kong Bank)
was about to close. We had no choice other than to put the money back
into my account -not wanting to keep that 30K with me overnight.
We later signed the trade agreement and the contract, and after some
discussion,
we agreed to have a joint account. Me and Peter. I will have to
put in some more money, just to make our sustaing power stronger
and bigger.
Price went up fast and no one entered any positions except Kak Zainap. She went in twice, and she lost both. Not that much anyway but the thought of losing 2 transactions a night enough to make her cry.
Reading some coffee reports and forums made me feel uncomfortable,
most people stayed sidelines, pretty risky to get on board at about
this time. Unless the margin is big.
Kak Siti and Haji Hashim
(Kak Zainap and Abang Miza's investors) decided to go long at last,
they have pretty big accounts, they can sustain up to 100 points each.
Haji Hashim did ask me some tips, I congratulated him (much to his
surprise) saying in less than a month he can expect enourmous profits.
I don't claim to be knowledgeable in this coffee market but I've
been checking reports, analysing charts and keeping abreast of
any fundamental news - I basically know this is the right time
to enter coffee market. Well, for those who have "big" accounts of
course.
Which means I will miss this opportunity again, I dare not go into positions with the amount I have now,
I have to wait for some more funds to feel comfortable to play with. I don't know, I just hope we will be able to hop onboard and jump at the nearest station.
Wednesday 13/10/1999
To Puchong Jaya to pick Dominic up, had to go thru' Federal Higway and exited at Sunway interchange, I didn't know how to get to his area by way of Kesas Highway. I don't know Puchong that much. Had breakfast at one nice Indian Restaurant while waiting for him. Then to Maybank, Shah Alam to withdraw the money we deposited yesterday. Took us quite a while to get to Standard Chartered, Klang.
Mike, do you think we will ever be rich one day?
I don't know, but I will definitely treasure the experience we are having now. That counts.
Had to fill-in 3 separate bank slips, RM 10000-00 each.
We Malaysians are not allowed to send money overseas
in excess of RM 10000-00 at any one time. What a daft regulation.
Had a nice lunch at Hotel ITM after that. The place was packed with ITM staff and lecturers,
Went to the office later in the afternoon after sending
Dominic home.
Coffee surged across the board tonight, it gapped higher and stayed
at 104.00 for 30 mins and suddenly shot to 112.50. It reached 120-00
within 30 mins, I was too scared to jump onboard. Bloody dangerous."We all live in suspense from day to day; in other words, you are
the hero of your own story."
Obviously, coffee has become weather market now. Flowering season
needs continous rains, dry weather will make the price up and rain
will take the price go south. As simple as that.
Haji Hashim and Kak Siti made
at least RM 50,000-00 profits each, they jumped for joy like there were
no tomorrow.
Thursday 14/10/1999
I stayed at the office until 3-00 am this
morning, or perhaps, last night. It was nice to chat with them,
especially Haji Hashim. This businessman told me stories upon
stories, listening to them made me realise lots of things, my
shortcomings in life etc.
"Life doesn't have to be a strain or a struggle.
Sometimes we make life
very difficult
for ourselves".....and he looked at me...
We have a great ability to create our own stress.
We may refuse to see the good in anything
or anyone. We sometimes refuse to count our blessings and complain about lack.
And don't be afraid. Decide that you want it more than you are afraid of it. So many times in life
we allow fear to stop us in our tracks; the sad thing is we don't always
recognize we are afraid.
We find excuses and rationalizations. We create responsibilities,
true and false, we must tend to before we can move forward. We create challenges
and obstacles so real in our minds that they manifest in our lives.
Behind it all is fear. Fear we are not good enough. Fear we won't be liked. Fear that if we do it once,
someone will ask us to do it again and we won't be able to. What are our excuses?
Who or what is stopping us? How many times do we talk ourselves out of
what we say we really want? What are we afraid of? We have to put desire above fear every day.
We will criticize, judge or blame others because we forget when our choices
were not wise. What we don't seem to realize is that when we voice words of struggle and strife we draw more of it into
our experience.
We create our own well-being according to the way we conduct our
mind, mouth and heart. When we expect the best, we get it. When we speak of good,
we see it. When we cleanse our hearts of fear, anger and strife,
we place ourselves on a higher vibration.
If we choose to struggle with the issues of life, they will be
very willing to fight us.
Thank you, I am going to create a great day.
Coffee tumbled to 103-80, about 50 % retracement and closed at
108.50. Profit taking and wetter weather forecast for tonight
were the reasons.
Friday 15/10/1999
- no *journal entry* today - just don't feel like writing - not that i'm busy - don't really feel good actually - for no obvious reason - perhaps because i've been listening to too much advice these few days - don't feel sorry for me - it's one of those days i guess - so, see you when i see you -
-note-
of course i can't prevent birds of sorrow flying over my head, but i
can stop them building
nests in my hair.
Saturday 16/10/1999
Had to wake up a little bit early today to wire Ani some money. Had breakfast/brunch at PKNS Complex and then to Section 19 to catch the train to KL to attend 2 exhibitions at Putra World Trade Centre, Internet Asia and MotorSports 99.
Didn't spend much time at the latter,not really my cup of tea, went there just for the sake of being there.
Wanted to leave at 3 something but it rained heavily so I went back in. Hope it rains in Brazil too so that price of coffee will plummete on Monday. Signed up for a free internet seminar/presentation at 7-00 pm tonight.
Went to The Malls, nothing caught my fancy, then to that notorious area,
Chow Kit which to me has changed tremendously,
not that many petty traders and 5-foot-way pedlars were seen.
This "Little Jakarta" used to be haven for small illegal
Indonesians traders.
Walked along Jalan Tuanku Abdul Rahman, stopping at a few
book stores, Pertama Complex and Sogo. Then to "Little India"
(Jalan Masjid India) and to Masjid Jamek for my Asar. It was
already 5-45 pm by the time I finished doing some personal
things, checking my accounts at Maybank, HSBC and Citibank etc.
On my way to Standard Chartered Bank to pay my credit card bill,
I met Eli, a cousin. He was surprised to see me. I was not. KL is not that big
anyway. He seemed to be uncomfortable, I could tell...I mean,
he was with a few "quite-girly guys"......ahhh....that's his life, not mine. Just that the rumour is "almost" confirmed now.
Took a cab back to PWTC, wanted to have some decent meal at the
only restaurant there (Riverbank or something, can't remember its name...)
but they only serve dinner at 7-00 pm onwards so I settled for a cup of
cappucino and a piece of coconut tart (?) and a slice of apple pie.
Datuk Azhar Mansur and a few guys seated a few tables away, many
people went to him, asking for autographs and shaking hands with him.
Almost all, except me. Datuk Azhar (this guy has become kind of mascot now)
is the guy who holds some kind of "world-record", sailing the world
solo within record-breaking heck-I-don't-know-how-many days. Nothing much to be proud of considering the fact the Government spent
millions and millions of taxpayers' money to have him breaking
the so-called world record. As a matter of fact, he failed to break
the record of sailing solo within the stipulated days. The "first Malaysian to"....yes, but not "the first man" to....
The seminar lasted until 10-00 pm, I learned some new things, too bad it costs a fortune to join.
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