Life Of A Typical Malay - March 2000
Monday 20/3
Scene # 1
Saturday morning, I was all ready to leave for Raub, but then I decided to have a cup of coffee, it was 6-15 am, a bit too early I thought.
Nal, where are you?
Errmmm...hello, who's that? Mak Chu? Oh, what time is it? Oh no....it's 11-00 am.
Scene # 2
Full tank, please.
OK, would you like to have your car inspected? We are having promotions now, it's free. The inspection I mean.
Yeah, why not? Be quick though, I'm running late.
I need to change the filter, engine oil and check that brake pad.
It won't take long.
Half an hour later...
Oh, look at that, that tyre...there are 3 nails sticking out.
Get it changed! Quick!
* * * * * *
Mum, look...I'm still stucked here in Shah Alam I don't think ....
Why don't you take a cab or something? You have to be here by tonight, the girl we want to introduce you to will be leaving for Johor tomorrow.
{ pathetic...so much of miss right-there-waiting...}
Reached Raub (at last) at 5-00 pm, my sisters, my brothers, all of them, they'd already left. It was my fault. Anyway, on to the next scene...*LOL*..
Scene # 3
The five of us, me, Mak, Pak Chu, Mak Chu and Lina (my cousin) arrived at her house just about 6-00 pm. They were about 10 ladies there, making it difficult for me to steal glances..hehe... and while they were busy preparing foods, we watched tv in the living, me, Pak Chu, and one old man who didn't utter a single word.
Left at about 7-15 pm, after having such a lovely dinner.
So, Nal...what do you think?
{pathetic}
We are waiting for your answer, Nal.
{pathetic}
We really want to see you happy, settle down and start a family.
{pathetic - but at least I know that the greatest happiness I can have is knowing that I do not
necessarily require happiness..hehe..}
Look Mum, Pak Chu, Mak Chu...I think it's
about time I settle down, I'm ready to take he plunge.
That's my boy....
Now, don't get too excited....
So, you agreed with our choice then?
Let's wait what she has to say, what her parents have to say. I'm not going to rush my fences there.
What if the plan falls through?
Maybe God has other plans for me. I don't know. Or else I have to find one thru' the internet..hehe..
* * * * * * *
Called Cikgu Amin but the phone was not picked up. I needed someone to
talk to. Drove to the town and after saying my Maghrib at the local mosque I went to the nearby stall for a cup of tea. He wasn't there either. Decided to take a spin around town, then to Cheroh, to my Auntie's house. The doors were locked so I left. Reached home at 9-15 pm and went straight to bed. I was dead tired, dammit!
Sunday - Mak was busy entertaining calls from Ida, Ngah, Kak The, the rest of the family when I left for Sungai Ruan to buy newspapers. Went to see Pak's fish ponds after that. Left for KL (with Lina) at about noon.
Tuesday 21/3
I’m writing this on my tea break at work. Another 3 hours to go,
how on earth will
I make it I don't know. Market moves so bloody slow, 0.90 point so far.
Tonight I think I’ll write some ideas down on improving
my web site both
content wise and presentation wise. I just realised that the hit counter on my index page is now
close to 11,000 (unique hits). That page (A Different Corner) has been on the internet for 2 years now, yet to contents are still the same. Except for this
journal which I update frequenty (almost daily), the rest of my page has not been touched for a real long time. I guess I better start learning new things, and as I grow older I want to have a professional-looking website. My current website really shows the childish, stupid blah blah blah sides of me.
Well, the presentation is a fair
bit better than what I started out with but it's still a little bland.
Also a lot of the content are a bit dated. I originally wrote them as something
to get me online until I had chance to write them properly. I
just never seemed to get around to it.
Thinking about a point I made earlier about my pages not being
creative, well it reflects my life at the moment. I need to be
more creative as a whole. I don’t know where my drive to
want to be creative actually comes from.
Unfortunately my
laziness and a lot of distractions seem to eradicate any chance of me doing
something creative.
Sometimes I need a little push to get started.
Once started and I get a bit of momentum I’m usually okay.
I need to see what outlets for creating I could possibly use.
I designed this site to:
a) better my html skills
b) provide
myself with an opportunity to write down the important things in
life (as I see it).
c) broaden my knowledge
d) make fun of myself
I find that taking time out in the day to
record my thoughts is very valuable as it allows myself time to take a step back and reflect on what is going on in both my private life and the world in general.
Problem is I don't have that so-called will-power (and time) to get around to it. I know I have all the talent and the potential in the world and I'm just
pissing it away.I need to start realizing my potential, damn it! I should
probably go back and read these entries everyday and try and motivate
myself.
That's it -- I have no motivation.
Ok, enough of that.
Wednesday 22/3
I am tired. Nothing for today. Nope. I know, I'm a slacker. Apologies.
I try to update this thing daily, because it keeps me on my toes
and keeps you, darling readers...*LOL*... entertained.
But the truth is that I can't do this every day.
Sometimes I'm too busy, and other times I just want to
stay away from this journal stuff.
Thursday 23/3
Driblets of rain bounced off the misted window and accelerated towards me,
right here in front of my hi-fi system. I should be in my room slogging through
coffee charts and whatnots. Somehow I just bear this feeling that I'm jaded, fatigued, torn,
exhausted beyond hope. Every part of my body is aching, every joint falling apart.
Some days I just feel like lying all day in bed enjoying the serenity of dead
boredom instead of working out my busted brain figuring it out where's coffee heading next,
like today.
Felt so lethargic.
Techinically, coffee looks so weak on charts, more rooms for downside move. But fundamentally it's about time for upside trend, what with talks about that retention plans, re-release of Brazilian crop productions for 2000-2001 etc. Not forgetting frost scare which can swing the price violently.
A monotonous lifestyle isn't what I sought for, but I got it anyway. coffeeWork, coffeecomputer, sleep, coffeecomputer, eat, coffeework. Duh.
What's the use of lamenting? I'm already broken.
Today I was farting around the web and I decided to download that much-hyped free-surf maxis.net auto dialler.
I registered online and ordered the free cd while the machine slowly downoading the entire dialler.
Suddenly...zapp!...and my pc went blank. Dammit!
After much cursing, I tried to reconnect but my modem failed to do so.
It bloody failed to reconnect no matter how hard I tried at punching the reset button!.
Called jaring help desk and after putting me on hold for more than 30 minutes (really...and how I managed to wait that long is just "undescribleable"...is there such a word?..hehe..)
and after listening to her typical jargons, tweaking here and there...I was back in action again. Hooray!...
Terserlah kepathetican aku.
I also visited a few personal homepages today, like mine
they were incredibly self-centered and rather snotty
(e.g. "don't read this if you know me" and other insipid prattle).
Personal material can be interesting, but not when it's whiny.
I know I whine too much.
{ Jom baca diary lagi malam ni,nak? Macam baca diary kat mtv lak. Tengahari tadi aku checked tapi dia belum tulis lagi semalam punya. {Let's read that diary again, tonight. Feels like reading mtv diary. I checked it this afternoon but he had yet to upload the entry.}
That was one boiler girl talking to her friend, Miss Vanderbilt.
Lah, aku ingat aku sorang jer yang tak ada kehidupan...
Friday 24/3
I had my hair cut today, funny how time flies, just over 2 months ago I looked like
Mahatma Gandhi (with my glasses), or maybe Sinead O' Connor (with my tinted contact lenses). I decided to go for
G.I (crew cut) style this afternoon. I always do the opposite, I mean, some people will do anything to look nice but I always do the opposite.
The same bloody questions, but why? are you sure? you mean you
want to look different? blah blah blah being asked, I tried to be polite (?) by
shrugging off her none-of-her-business-to-ask-me-that questions with a simple answer,
yes, I want to look dumb...hehe..
I love having my hair cut, I like that salon but today it was not that
enjoyable because I was the only customer there at that time - and the other hair dressers
just sat there in circle not saying a word.
It's recently come to my attention that certain people at the office think I am
a pretentious, egotistical, holier-than-thou, mister-know-all son-of-a-gun.
Well, they (2 of them actually, and I'm not going to mention names) are right, at least in part. I wouldn't agree with the egotistical,
though for their definition, I'm getting there..hehe... I take that
as an incredible compliment. I'm proud of my achivement. I can be every single one of those things, when
the situation calls for it.
If they don't like me, fine. (Now, don't get too emotional, Zainal - that will make you sound a bit sissy..hehe..) .
I have more important things to do than worry about
if they like me or not. Kiss my ass. I have a lot of friends (wooo hooo),
and I could care less of their
opinion towards me. Basically, my life has been drama-free, and I intend for it
to stay that way.
Sometimes I feel like I'm standing on the top of a ladder about to fall and
all my
friends are standing around and they don't bother to rush over
and help me,
they're just standing there hoping I don't get hurt.
And sometimes I feel like I'm sitting on the seat farthest away from the
field in a big empty stadium and all of a sudden my friends
rush over and gather around a dropped football and I rush
down there to see what is so amazing about a football. And I
get there finally and I see what is so amazing, what is so intriguing about the football
but all my friends, all of them have moved on to another dropped football
across the big empty stadium and I have to rush over and find out
what is so amazing about that football.
Macam budak-budaklah aku nih....
I've also come to the realization I am very much happier online than offline, generally.
People, upon hearing this, keep telling me "Oh dear,I'm sorry." Please, don't be.
C'mon, I'm not looking for your pity or sympathy. This is what I like to do. This is where
I can truly be who I am. Offline is so pointless.
People are unavoidably flaky and often rather stupid, to say the least.
Why in the world would I want to
associate myself with that?
Saturday 25/3
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Sender IP: 128.46.112.73
Sender Name: Lady Boiler
Subject: From Your Web Page
yeah.. kill me for not having a life...
actually i do but somehow or rather.. poking my long beautiful
*ahaks* nose into somebody elses journal sounds much,
much interesting compared to the bundled capacitors
and inductances that are pretty much mind-boggling...
oh yeah.. just to let you know.. purdue''s on a winning
streak in the NCAA tournament.. so go find that out if you
feel that you...
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Lain macam jer bunyi nyer...
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Sender IP: 129.59.34.54
Sender Name: ****(aka Miss Vanderbilt)
Subject: From Your Web Page
a''kum..alahaiii...apa nihh...?u don''t have to do that..
lady boiler is mad at me now..*sighhhhh*...ciao 4 good la camni..
thanks ..wassalam
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Oh no!....My big mouth always gets me other people into trouble. I feel so a bit guilty now.
Sensitif gak ko ni, Nal.
Taklah, just that aku tak pernah sakitkan hati pompuan (?), bila macam ni tu yang buat aku hiba sangat tu...
Benda keciklah tu, ko tak ada benda lain lagi nak pikir ker?
Tak ada.
Masalah gak tu kalau tak ada masaalah...hehe..
Well, I have to admit I have this enormous sick sense of humor, and some people just can't take it (even after reading my entries...*sigh*...)
Just the other day I wrote something like " I would much rather have 10 males mad at me than one female. "
And now I have 2 girls mad at me... ahh...gasaklah,
I never understand Malaysian girls anyway.
(Both Miss Vanderbilt and Lady Boiler (?) are students
in the US)
Kesian Miss Vanderbilt. Kesian Lady Boiler.
Kesian aku.
Tak aper lah, dia orang tak datang lagi ok jugak, bolehlah aku buat full monty...hehe..
* * * * *
Ok, now on a more serious note....
Saturday 1/4 is Sanggang (Mentakab, Pahang) by-election day. I sure will be there, just to join the crowd and to give/show my support to PAS. Must be exciting and tough fight considering the fact Sanggang neighbours PAS-led constituency, Semantan.
The main problem is that only about 60 % of the voters are Malays. The Chinese (32 %), the Indians (4 %) and others (Orang Asli = aborigins etc) - very unlikely they will vote for PAS. Can't blame them, they will never bite the hands that feed them.
Read in the newspaper today, UMNO/Barisan bigwigs from all over the country are camping in Sanggang until the last campaigning day. They do sound desperate, they can't afford to lose this by-election.
Kalau kalah, besarlah kemaluan diaorang
nanti.
That's the photo of Pahang Chief Minister (Datuk Adnan) making an
obscene gesture to the supporters of PAS, keADILan and DAP during
nomination day. He even wiggled his buttock to them. Yes, he wiggled
his buttock to the opposition supporters.
Down with UMNO.
Sunday 26/3
Did lunch at Section 11 today, went totally kampung, had sayur keladi, sambal tumis betik and gulai masam terung. Jolly nice. Met Halim K, my former university mate, we didn't talk long, he was busy with his kids.
And I was too engrossed reading The Sunday Star.
Mager called wanting to know whether or not I'll be in Sanggang next week. He'll be there, with convoys from Sepang. Must be fun, all eyes are on Sanggang now.
Went to Pandan Indah (with Ida, Nuar, Idris, Halimah, Irfan and Ati) to visit Nor, she gave birth to a baby girl last night.
Pui, our second youngest brother, is a father now.
Murahlah rezeki kau orang. Amin.
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