Wednesday, December 31, 2008

For Auld Lang Syne

Here I am, in this dark room on the last afternoon of 2008.

Alone but not lonely, all silent yet still loud.

Things have passed, people died, changes made. And now the time is up. Moving on to year 2009.

Thanks to the early wishers, be it new year or birthday, Ayi, Ann Jie and Fifi. Not forgetting Zafirah and Fa who really wanna cheer me up and made celebration plans for the eve.

Still, I couldn't afford to move a muscle to smile. Lots of things lingering around.

Most importantly, the same old question resonates in my head:

"Why can't the people whom I wanted so badly to be happy for me, be happy for me?"

I'm not sure if it's even grammatically correct to put it that way but I know you're with me. You got the idea.

Why can't you accept your son is finally doing something that he likes and get over it?

Life isn't always about what you wanted, what you planned to be. Yes, I chose not to be stuck in dentistry because at the end of the day, it's me who'll be telling my children "I never liked my job, I did it because your grandparents asked me so."

And now, I'm finally in the place where I belong. I love what I'm studying now, I'm able to explore new horizons, expand my creativity, express myself and who I really am inside out. I'm happy, contented, blessed and grateful for each day that I have now.

Why can't you see that? Why can't you be happy for me? Why can't you support me? Rather than always picking on me, why can't you just be quiet if you can't be happy or support me?

I can never understand why you're treating me like a black sheep, treating me like I'm absolutely capable to take care of myself financially and physically like the rest of your children. I'm a student, if you haven't notice though I'm no longer a dentistry student.

Why can't two parents, one brother and one sister, all grown up have some mercy and take care after me? Why don't anyone even bother to ask what's been going on with my life?

Do you really think my life is perfect?

Do you really think I am perfectly fine? Perfectly happy? Perfectly HEALTHY?

You have no idea what's been going on with me and you'll be sorry when the time comes. By then, it'd be all too little, too late.

Still, whom I didn't expect, came and extended their birthday wishes to me. Along with heartfelt prayers and words of encouragement.

"Happy 22nd birthday!" They said.

Happy?

More like a hollow one. Always have, always will.

Monday, December 29, 2008

For The Apple of My Eye





Time flies by so quickly and this coming 2009, my niece, my only niece, Nurul Hana Khairul will be entering kindergarten-hood.

Seems like it was only a few days back when I first visited her in Taiping Hospital with me, in my school-prefect attire shortly after she was delivered.

I may not be the best person she could look up to for the best and finest things in life but one thing I am sure of, she would always have my support for everything that she does and will do in the future. As Mother Theresa once put it, if we judge people then we wouldn't have the time to love them.

Little for me to do, I bought her a new school bag from KLCC - pink, Princess Barbie, trolley bag, as requested personally from her. And to accompany the newly-arrived bag (I won't buy off-season and discounted ones for my little princess here, God forbid), I bought her a matching pencil case with everything she might need - pencils, erasers, color pencils and so on.

Make your dedet and umi proud, dearest Hana. Pak Su loves you a lot.

Monday, December 22, 2008

MySpace People

So, I have a MySpace account for more than 4-5 years and of course, I've met a thousand and one kinds of people online.

Which are exactly my point of rant today. These sick people really got me going.

I mean, c'mon we all have been through that ugly phase. In my case, the phase when I assumed everything I saw on TV and magazines would look good on me as well.

Cue: Tight-tees, colored sunglasses, crazy poses in front of camera (self-pics, of course) etc.

You get the idea.

But, that was like 7-8 years ago when I was 13 or 14! When you're doing it in your 20s or 30s, it's no longer the hormones' fault. It's all about you and you're the one who needs to wake up.

I don't really add 'friends' like most of them. And of the people who requested to be in my friends list, I'd say I rejected about 95% of them.

That explains why I only have around 190-200 friends though I've been around for close to 5 years.

I'm not snobby or anything that rhymes with it. I dis-approve those I knew wouldn't fit me or my preferences, and of course to avoid this kind of blog post.

Unfortunately, some of the lucky bastards whom I approved turned out to be quite un-approving.

There's this (gay) guy who has his profile name 'bridged' with Britney's new song title, and that alone doesn't serve me well. Do you really have to do that to make you look cooler and more chic? Because it doesn't.

It's like adding those '-licious' behind your stupid, unflattering Malay name (yours is just fine, Yummy). I mean, have you ever heard of profile named 'Chonglicious', 'Sivalicious' or even 'Muthulicious'. It's always (in my case) something like 'Inalicious', 'Zullicious' or 'Faralicious'.

Does it sound flattering? NO. Silly, stupid, immature, gross, diarrheoa-inducing? YES, YES and YES.

Maybe Fergie sounded cute with her Fergalicious. You = Not.

Anyway, back to the stupid guy with his and Britney's song names both combined. For a start, I shall just say that his face is a far cry from 'dashing/handsome/drool-worthy'. Not even 'pleasant-looking'. Maybe just a plain 'OK' but that too is a generous label I put, since his face is covered in mammoth pimples and warts.

A perfect candidate for 'The Taxonomy of Acne and its Related Family' subject. For reals.

I'm not really being a judgmental one here. But I couldn't help myself from having a slight judgment after browsing photos after photos of him in his profile. What really got me going about him:
1. Self-pic everywhere. In front of mirror. In LRT. In foodcourt. In his house (I supposed). In bathroom. Theme? Manja-manja poses (think Alicia Silverstone in Clueless, except she is a guy with acne-throbbing face and trying to put on the most manja pose). Being gay doesn't permit you enough to pose in such ways.

2. Dressed to kill (more like suicide). White-rimmed sunglasses (so last year), mohawk hairdo (even more last year), glittering tee, tight-skinny jeans. And where was he heading? KARNIVAL JOM HEBOH DI STADIUM BUKIT JALIL. Sigh. Why not head to pasar borong too?

3. Many (I mean it, many) topless pics. As the saying goes, if you got it, flaunt it. But the person invented the saying forgot to add 'If you got nothing, put your clothes back on and shut up'. His body is so out of shape and I think I would still win over him though mine is blah too. But, do you really need to expose it to everyone in this world with a shapeless body like that..and dotted in warts like your face? Please don't do it!

Unfortunately, he already did.

In one of the picture, it was a close-up of him from chest-up. Sexy-pouty lips, acne and warts (no less), no clothes with black spots of old pimples (?) are visible all over his chest and shoulder area. The caption: 'I'm lonely...'

..and I totally know the cause! Hope he knows it soon. The quicker, the better. Sigh.

And there's another one.

A Malay girl of 15-16 years old. I wasn't too sure, but one thing I AM DAMN sure, she's in love with her boyfriend.

And how do I know that?

Because it was all over the profile and the news feed!

She updated her status every 2 minutes with things like ' XXX (her name) sayang sama YYY (her toyboy's name)!!! aku cintakan YYYY!!! tak mahu bepisah sampai bila2!!!!!'

That annoyed me.

I was in love with someone before too and I know how it felt inside, but I wasn't so audacious and shameless and dignity-ripped to put that kind of status every 2 minutes, every day!

If I'm lucky enough, there would be status like 'YYY tanya aku kenapa aku sayang dier, aku ckp aku x sayang dier, aku cinta dier!!! XXX cintakan YYY!!!!' or 'aku nak mati sama2 dengan YYY!!! cinta YYY sampai mati!!!!' or even 'YYY ckp dengan aku hari ni, dier cintakan aku sebab aku comel!!! XXX cintakan YYY!!!!'

God, after I finished this, I'll let this post floats for a while for them to read it (if they are brilliant enough, they will know) and I'll do massive friends-list overhaul. Yes, I have posted this one on MySpace as well.

Some rats just need to be shown the way out.

Sunday, December 21, 2008

Birthday Comes Early


Though still about 10 days away, birthday comes early for me this year. In this case, it's a pleasant one.

Muy pleasant! I've been officially Vuitton-ed.

Much, much thank you to Mr Mohd Khairi Khalil for the prezzie. You know I owe you big time (and big label).








Happy 22nd birthday to me :)

Saturday, December 20, 2008

Starstruck

Today, Dec 19 2008, I decided to have some private me-time around the city. Decked in my black basic D&G tee, checkered shorts from Guess? (my favorite silly shorts) and flip-flops from Camel Active, I head to the Upper Mid Side of Kuala Lumpur a.k.a Bukit Bintang.

I made a stop in Etro, chatting away with Eyrja before knowing that my friend canceled our supposed-high-tea together. Dayum.

Like heaven-sent, Nik, my favorite stranger called asking if I was in Etro and decided to hang out with me for a while since he was already there in Pavilion. We hang around for a while before he decided to ask his two other 'friends' to tag along.

It turned out, by friends, he meant Anuar Zain and his sister, Ziana Zain.

Shitmotherfuckerfuckshit.

I was starstruck for 2 minutes. Since there were two of them, so I was officially starstruck for 4 minutes. Ha, mathematics!


Four of us went window shopping in Gucci and Prada, checking out stuff while chit-chatting in between and I had to control myself from going ga-ga knowing they were here with me. God, there I was in Pantai Dalam not knowing where to go and the next few minutes, bam, I was in Pavilion hanging out with Anuar and Ziana Zain.

Oh, Ziana Zain was carrying Louis Vuitton's Monogramoflage tote which look somewhat like this one below, only smaller. This was the 'it' bag like 6-7 months ago and it's SO last season to carry it right now. Oh, well maybe she didn't care much about it:



This wasn't my first time meeting them. Most of the time it was more like bumping into them and totally NOT hanging out together.

Is that cool or what? Hehe.

Then only it occurred to me how my friend Nik could be acquainted to both of them. Ziana's hubby is involved with Malaysian Airlines as well as Nik. No elaboration needed, I suppose.

I didn't stay for dinner with both of them though they insisted (well, sort of. Or maybe they were just trying to be all nice and congenial. Who knows?) I head back with a grin from ear to ear because I had promised to have dinner together my hommies.

Sigh. What a day.

Friday, December 19, 2008

Hiccups

So, I have received some feedback about this new layout and all of them are more like complaints.

Chewah, complaints. Macam website kerajaan pulak.

Some told me that the alignment went all wrong with the posts shifted to the left (or right?) though I have checked through my Firefox and Safari browsers and both didn't give me any of the problem. So perhaps it has got to do with one's computer resolution compatibility to the layout.

And just now Ri told me that he couldn't post any comment and I've checked it and yes, it is true.

So many hiccups. I guess I just have to reboot to the good ol' layout then. That's until I make a new one minus all these probs.

K

Thursday, December 18, 2008

End of Season, End of Year

My last day and in my working attire. C'mon, gimme a break will ya?

I had written a post earlier but I scrapped it off as it didn't sound more like me. And I'm not really sure of what I should be saying here, or more appropriately which one to tell first because there are lots to tell.

If you have read my blog (more like a personal rant) before, you'll notice the new layout that I put here. It took me 5 hours to select, edit and publish it according to what I like and I must say, I think I should do something more to it. Don't you agree?

Anyway, I still like the whole new cheeky-layout of my blog. Hehe. Much better from the previous narcissist-layout, yes?

I ended my month-long stint last few days and to my surprise, it was much harder than I imagined. Call me sentimental, but I didn't know that I could be that attached to my job, or more appropriately, the store. Felt like leaving my children forever when I was doing my final stock-check and closing down the store shutter.

Sob sob. Hehe. Perhaps I was overcome with emotions. Fuck that. Haha.

The thing is, the job was not that bad. It was good actually. I learned to appreciate money much, much more, I learned how to manage myself and to fit into people around in the real world. I now have a new sympathy for the working class, as Samantha Jones in Sex and the City said.

The Swarovski-studded frog in my boss' room. I'm gonna miss you, Bling Froggie.


New semester's going to commence soon. I'll be in my second semester of the second year and I'm all prepped up for anything.

I'm planning to be a total nerdy next semester. I'll be a full time student - no nonsense, no whatever. I'm a student, so I must not complain about workloads. Finger-crossed.

And what do you know, 2008 is about to come to an end. In a matter of weeks and days, I'll be proclaimed a 22-year-old lad. Gosh. I'm feeling old and getting old as well.

To suit this end of year mood, what song will suit better if not Auld Lang Syne. This one is my favourite, sung by Mairi Campbell and Dave Francis and I first heard it on Sex and the City The Movie. This song brings out the memories of the outgoing year and make you reminisce about all the things close to your heart.

Don't go and hit 'Pause' just yet. Listen first and you'll love it. Trust me.

Enjoy and have a great end-of-year days ahead.

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Juicy Jeans




What's the most interesting thing about sales? You can get usual items for a much, much lower price of course, silly!

I got this new pair of jeans which I totally love from Juicy Couture for Men. I was informed that Juicy Couture was having an end-of-season sale and although I couldn't make it (due to work), I dispatched my loyal hommie, Abg Ayi to be my eyes and hands (and wallet too).

I told him I wanted a pair of jeans that's not too edgy, too crazily ripped or heavily studded here and there. Just a simple one which I can wear for every day use. And of course, only if the price was reasonable as a pair of Juicy Couture jeans cost around RM850-RM1100.

And he got me this one! El perfecto!

What a bargain and I love it. The thing with these high-end jeans is that they fit perfectly and you will fall in love as soon as you slip your legs into them. Juicy Couture is available in Couture Pavilion, Pavilion Kuala Lumpur

Monday, December 8, 2008

Away From Home on Raya

What a very long day. After I bid goodbye to my hommie, Abg Ayi in Puduraya, I was so clueless of where to go to kill my time. After much contemplation, I decided to buy a train ticket and head to Pavilion.

There wasn't many people, though it was Sunday and in the afternoon. I stopped by Etro, where I worked and Anya Hindmarch (located opposite of Etro) to do some bug-job to Kak Azfar and Jue in respective stores.

Then, I took a stroll around the mall and checked out some things, reluctantly.

The Marc Jacobs tote that I wanted was still there for 30% off. Wonder when I'll get it. Oh, Bally has some cool messenger bags and totes as well. There was a band playing what-seemed like Christmas carol in the Bintang Circle.

That was it.

I headed up to level 6. In Times bookstore, I found comfort browsing through the pages of a book called 'The Qur'an: A Biography' by Bruce Lawrence. A very good, educational biography about what he said as "one of the greatest and most misunderstood books in history". Even as a Muslim, I learned a couple of new things from it.

Moving on. It was just shy 10 minutes to 3pm and I was already clueless of where to go next. Home? Not yet. I couldn't be going home just yet. I'd be awfully, dreadfully lonely at home in front of my lappy doing nothing but engaging myself with the internet. Facebook in particular.

But most of my friends wouldn't be Facebook-ing anyway. It was Raya's eve, remember?

Pathetic.

I walked to Lot 10, had a drink there and pleasantly bumped into an old friend, Peter. Had a little (much needed) chit chatting and catching up with each other.

It was already dark by 7pm, with thick black clouds up above indicating an approaching heavy downpour at any time. I boarded the not-so-surprising-less-crowded monorail back to Sentral Station, sour face included.

As I look out, from up above, the city looked different. Less vibrant, less people, gloomy and totally lacked the oh-so-exciting vibe. KL was so dull that night, it seemed.

Like Carrie Bradshaw once said, she never considered herself to be single because she was attached to the city for 20 years. But somehow, like on a night like this one that I had right there, she felt betrayed and jilted by the city she loved.

Boy, I totally feel that.

Due to the nature of my work, I couldn't be going back for my Eid ul Adha. Actually I could but it wouldn't be worth it to travel so far up north just for a mere day and having to work on the very next day. Totally un-cool.

It seemed so easy at first when I first knew that I wouldn't be home for Raya. But it started to kick in when you see one after one of your hommies left, the usual stall where you buy your lunch and dinner closed for holidays and so does the groceries store. Everything around you stood still, dark. No crowds. No nothing. Even RapidKL buses and komuters were empty.

Everyone had left KL but me. I knew it wasn't a 100% true statement but it made me felt that way.

Thank God there was another human left in KL. My good, good buddy since I was 16, Hanz called and asked me to keep him company for the night and I was totally affirmative to that proposal. Around 1am, he sent me back and I called it a night after checking my Facebook and Myspace for any comments/messages (none, by the way).

I woke up to the sight and sound of heavy rain. There goes my noble intention to join the rest of Pantai Dalam folks in Eid ul Adha prayer, I thought. So I continued to sleep again.

Woke up at 8am to the sound of Raya takbir. The soft, melancholic signature Raya takbir really touched my heart. One lonely soul stuck in KL on Eid ul Adha. One warm teardrop slipped the corner of my left eye and hastily, I pulled back the blanket and continued to journey into Lalaland.

As I woke up at 11am, I had 3 text messages and 1 misscall from a private number on my BlackBerry. Two text messages from Abg Ayi, asking me how were things and one was from Mama, asking me where I performed my Eid ul Adha prayer (on bed, Mama) and what did I have for breakfast (just some smelly drops of saliva so far).

It was still raining. And until 3pm, my Raya was all about munching on Jack & Jill barbeque flavor and watching Sex and the City season 5.

By 3pm, still raining, I headed to KLCC. Met my great friend, Chong Jin. We had late lunch (actually I did, he didn't) and continued talking almost about everything.

I bought some stuff to eat in Cold Storage and headed home. Alone again, so far. Only Aboy was home, except that he was a cat.

I'll go to sleep now. At least tomorrow is not Eid ul Adha.

Thursday, December 4, 2008

Happy 56th Birthday, Ma'am


Regardless of your political views, this woman deserves your attention and applause for her determination and courage to brave the dirty realms of politics. One minute she was the silent spouse of a deputy Prime Minister who was never in the lime-light, the next minute she was the anchor of the family with an ousted husband, a president of a political party and the voice of hope for many.

On this December 3rd, happy 56th birthday, Datuk Seri Dr. Wan Azizah Wan Ismail. May you Lord continue to smile upon you and your journey.

Monday, December 1, 2008

This Made Me Smiled The Whole Day


Thanks Puan Sri for the November salary. I CERTAINLY look forward for my December's.

I *heart* my part-time work, not yours 'coz mine is cooler. Wink wink.

Hehe ignore me.

Friday, November 28, 2008

M Housewarming & Fashion Show

Dream came true - Dato' Farah and I

Being a loyal Melium member, we were invited by Melium Group to attend the launching of M Men and M Women stores in Gardens, Mid Valley on the 26th of November.

Appropriately themed 'Absolutely Fabulous', guests were the creme-de-la-creme of the society with many distinguished people thronging the party area, enclosed by Melium boutiques such as Boss Hugo Boss, Alain Figaret and M Stores.

A lost guest with a glass of orange juice. Just orange juice okay?


Abg Ayi in non-Melium outfit. Hehe

The fashion show kicked off with 15 Malaysian 'celebrities' (some of them are royalties and were considered celebrities too. Since when royaties became ones?), starting with Ning Baizura donning a cocktail dress from Custo Barcelona, followed by Chef Wan in Rock & Republic jeans, Elaine Daly in Hale Bob dress and many more. Other celebrities include Johnathan Putra aka JP (model-turned-Channel V VJ-turned model again) donning Just Cavalli, Camelia in K by Karl Lagerfeld, Tengku Afzan (daughter of Tengku Aishah of Pahang, like I care who the fuck you are?) in Custo Barcelona and Soong Ai Ling dressed in Hale Bob.

People

'Celebs' after the catwalk
More people - filthily-rich people.

After the 'warm, playful' catwalks by the celebs, KC Yap, who was the Head of Communication and Relations of Melium Group, launched the (true) models down the catwalk in M Store brands - Y-3 by Yohji Yamamoto, Play Comme des Garcons, Just Cavalli, Rock & Republic, Fred Perry Laurel, K by Karl Lagerfeld, Hale Bob, Custo Barcelona, McQ by Alexander McQueen and Tom Ford Sunglasses.

After the finale, guests were welcomed into the M Store and entitled for extra 20% discounts for all items until the 2nd of December.

I targeted a pair of Rock & Republic jeans with gorgeous tone and hind-pocket detailings, cost about RM1982 per pair.
SO cantik.

We were also offerred Moet Chandon champagne, which we refused though I looked around and saw some familiar Malaysian celebrities who were 100% Malay Muslim (at least by birth) sipping away glasses after glasses of Moet Chandon.

Note: Melium Group was also the one who brought in Moet Chandon champagne, one of the finests in the world, which costs around RM400-500 per bottle.


And I got a chance to immortalize that moment with its President and my long-time (may I say) idol, Dato' Farah Khan. She was the one responsible bringing in posh labels under her company, like Emilio Pucci, Maubussin , Aigner, Boss Hugo Boss, Emernegildo Zegna, Tod's, Stuart Weitzman, Gianfranco Ferre, John Galliano, D&G, Marchesa, Vera Wang Lavender, Herve Leger and recently Yves Saint Laurent, along with food franchises Dome Cafe, Yo! Sushi and Aseana Cafe and Bar.

Long live Melium and Dato' Farah. Yay!

Monday, November 24, 2008

W.O.R.K It!

Okay, I had never worked for real thus far in my life. But that doesn't suggest that I'm against working or the idea of being someone else's inferior minion loathes me, NO. I had always been keen to work, really.

So, I browsed this website (parttime.com.my) and found one where they needed part-time promoters to help out during this sale season. I emailed them my contacts and true enough, they were so desperate for people. Someone called me about an hour later asking me when I could start (which desperados like me will reply with the same standard answer - ASAP).

So the next morning, I reported myself to the Tangs office, located in Menara Keck Seng which is opposite of the Pavilion, Kuala Lumpur (yes, it was Tangs surprisingly. They didn't put the name of the company on the job ad listing).

Located at the fifth floor, the office was so unlike of anything I had imagined before - crowded with cubicles, people going back and forth, nobody will take notice of my presence and so on. No. It was nothing like that. Instead, it was so spacious with modern furnitures, wooden flooring, a mini Zen garden by the waiting sofa and it was so quite that it freaked me out. I could have done my yoga there and completed it - without being distracted.

Oh, sorry. Do pilates instead since yoga has been banned in Malaysia. Bummer.

About 15 mins later, I was introduced to Miss Jinjing (flashes of the word 'Jinjang' came to my mind at the moment she blurted out her name). She gave me some forms that I needed to fill in and told me that I would only be employed on the 27th of November.

Crap. It was only the 16th. I have more than 10 days to waste my time doing nothing at home. Oh boy.

I accepted it anyway and made my way out. It was only 10am something and I was all prepped up that morning to ditch my vanity and don the ugly Tangs tee and handle crazy, kiasu customers. Now, I was out of work.

I was out of work even before I started to work. Crazy?

So, I made my way to Pavilion where I saw this 'We are now hiring Part Time Sale Assistants' on the glass panel of a boutique there. I asked, I filled up the form and thankfully and co-incidentally, the boss was on her way there.

After an hour of waiting and lingering around, I finally got to meet the boss and was interviewed by her. It was okay I guess. Nothing could have been simpler than that. She told me that I would be informed on the next day, but in attempt to show her how interested (and desperate) I was, I called her instead.

And I got that job. How fabulous is that? Of course, I threw away that Tangs offer immediately.

So, on a bright Sunday afternoon of November 23, I made my way to Etro boutique at Level 3, Parkson Pavilion and reported for work, clad in an all-black outfit. Those ladies who worked there, Eja and Azfa, were SO nice and helpful. They were extremely generous with lessons on how to run the store and other useful tips of do's and don'ts.

I felt so welcomed right away.

Come the next day, I had to work with this poser - let me call him Mr CG aka Cheap Gayboy. The moment I stepped into the store, he launched a full blast of annoying blabbering on almost everything about him, his family, his fugly sissy partner and tried (so hard) telling me how fabulous he was.

He was like trying to draw this line of how inferior I stood from him. So annoying.

Oh, he kept on making annoying sounds (which were words coming out of his mouth); how his mother has a penchant for Louis Vuittons, how he wanted to buy a Prada wallet 'very-very soon', how appropriately dressed he was and how terribly dressed I was and the list goes on. You get the idea.

Not tired, he commented on my shoes - how I chose the wrong shoes, instead I should have opted for pointed ones because of my slender body type. He commented on my shirt - he told me I should have worn Calvin Klein shirt instead of my Zara because I wore (co-incidentally) Calvin Klein Jeans black pants that day.

I mean, hey Mr I'm-A-Cheap-and-Dumb-Gay-Boy-But-Try-So-Hard-To-Look-Fucking-Posh, both CK and CKJ are two DIFFERENT labels (CK is the second tier label while CKJ is the third tier, meaning CKJ is cheaper). And it will be SO tacky to clad in one label head to toe. Besides, if I were to dress-up top to bottom in one designer label, I wouldn't be working my ass off there for God's sake.

And he was only wearing Sub Zero pants and yet, he wanted to comment on my appearance. Gosh. At least I wasn't wearing Hong Kong/Kepong made stuff. Even if I had worn them, I wasn't as audacious as him to tell people what's hot and what's not on them.

Then he continued his blabbering on how he once had a 'Sal-va-tor Fer-ra-ga-mo' sunglasses (It should be Sal-va-toh-reh) and a pair of 'Ver-sech' pants (It should be Ver-sah-ci). He proudly told me (against my willingness to hear him) that he only shopped in Topshop (It should be Topman, moron. Topshop only carries women's range, idiot) and Giordano among all.

I didn't mean to be judgmental but shopping at Giordano? For someone who wanted to buy a Prada wallet?

If I were to be that Prada wallet, I would cry so hard and stab myself to death than feeling humiliated being bought by a poser like him.

I wonder if he ever had a brain. Maybe he left it in his partner's ass while pounding his shit-hole. Do you spill everything about your pseudo-posh lifestyle to some stranger you have just met for a few minutes? Have some courtesy to get to know each other and respect the other person as what he/she was without being judgmental.

While he continued to expose himself up to this day, my third day of working, I remained mum and just nodded my head evertime he told me about his 'I'm-better-than-you' stuff. I pretended like I never own Gucci, never knew about 'Salvatorrrrrr Ferragamo', never had enough money to buy Juicy Couture and so on. What's the point anyway of telling?

Besides, I took GREAT pleasure in watching him ridiculing himself in front of me. How's that for a free entertainment?

Gosh. I could never imagine how such a terrible man can exist in this life. Definitely one of the many rejects ever produced by a human womb.

However, I love my job! It's such an easy job, with great opportunity to meet distinguished people and most importantly, to gain knowledge and working experience, although it couldbe extremely tiring at the end of the day after a long nine-hours shift of standing on my feet.

Saturday, November 22, 2008

Happy 32nd Birthday, Big Bro!


Dear
Apoq,


On your 32nd birthday this November 22, 2008, we wish nothing short of utmost happiness, successes and terrific health in the many years to come. May Allah bless you and your family (including me, not less) and may everything that you work on, put your effort on and your dreams will finally be realized. From the deepest part of our heart, we wish you total joy on your birthday. And, we will always love you...





...even when you're doing your best Spiderman impersonation during rain, because we know nobody else could do it better than you.

Love,
Uteq

Monday, November 17, 2008

360 Desktop

Since my exams are over and I got nothing else better to do, I spend most of the time in front of my lappy and look out for other cool applications that I can use.

This one caught my eyes and it is REALLY useful and quite interesting.


The 360Desktop lets you have a 360 degrees desktop i.e. more space on your desktop, which is surprisingly-easy to use. You can just use the track-scroll on your mouse to rotate the desktop and even adjust the scrolling speed.

You are now able to open as many windows as you wish on your desktop without interfering one another. This one is totally useful for me when I need to do multi-windows works like doing a report while referring to other documents and at the same time browsing a web site.


These are the impressions you will get as you 'scroll' your desktop to the right using 360Desktop (click on images for larger view)

You can also post widgets that can be scattered on your desktop as you wish and even 'clip' any part of a web-page that you like and post it on your desktop (both are not shown in the pictures). It's pretty much like having a newspaper article that you wish to keep and put it on your table, along others of your works - that's how it is. The best part is, the web page that you 'clipped' is constantly refreshed so you won't have to use the browser again and again to refresh the page manually. Is that cool or what?

There are only 2 wallpapers available (one of them is what I used in the pictures above) and since this is only a trial version and be made free-of-charge, you can download it for no-cost and soon, there will be new applications added which includes how you can custom-made your own wallpaper.

This application only takes about 30Mb of your C drive. Enjoy!

Sunday, November 16, 2008

Adobe Photoshop CS4


Though not completely computer-literate, I somehow managed to merge two of the three partitions in my laptop - by my own! That's SOME accomplishment for a guy like me.

My brother suggested this application, Partition Magic, which enables you to split, resize, merge or change the system type of your partition e.g. FAT30, FAT32 or NSTF. I don't know what those acronyms stands for but I do know that a FAT32 partition is the central point where all of your system files are stored.


I managed to picked up this and that by myself along the way of merging those partitions.

So, why the need of bigger free space you ask?

To make way for the new Adobe Photoshop CS4 of course!


Just when I thought I was pretty advance with my Adobe Photoshop CS3, along came CS4 with brand new fresh-out-of-the-room layout. The whole interface is different from its predecessors, most of the part at least.

This extended pack includes Adobe Device Central CS4, Adobe Bridge and Adobe Air, among all. The most interesting thing has got to be Adobe Air, which is a brand new media player by Adobe and was not available before this.

Adobe Air lets you play your favourite show on the net, boomark it and even record them for you, so you can view all your favourite shows the next time you're logged in. It's pretty much like TiVo or Astro Max, except it is for media available on the internet.

The interface of Adobe Photoshop CS4. Notice the difference in tools button and simplified control bar.

The Norton Partition Magic (Version 8.2) installer is around 47Mb while the Adobe Photoshop CS4 (Extended version) installation pack is around 1.2Gb and I still have my Adobe Photoshop CS3 (Extended version) installer, which is around 1.1Gb. Feel free to ask me for any of it if you're interested. Cheers!

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Heartbreakers

*this post had been updated due to massive grammatical errors. I'm so embarassed*

The Carrie Bradshaw-ness strikes again.


I fell in love with these gorgeous Victoire white leather sneakers from Louis Vuitton the moment I saw it last few months while doing my Raya shopping. The only thing stopped me from having it at that time was its color - white. I am a terrible stuff-keeper and a lousy preserver so I guess it was just a matter of time before I started leaving nasty marks on its angelic-white skin.

But now I changed my mind. I don't care about the color anymore - I just got to have it!

That was before I came across this pair of velcro sandals with rubber sole by Gucci. To be honest, I was always the shoe-guy and had never really been starstruck by sandals - until now.


I got to have it. I just GOT to have it... and I'll have it, any way any how.

I can picture myself with a short-sleeve shirt over a nice pair of khakis pants or shorts and complete the appearance with these gorgeous sandals.

The LV shoes are a great investment because you can wear it to almost everywhere while you obviously can't do so in sandals BUT those sandals are something! They're fierce!

Which one should it be? Any suggestion?

Remember, you can't have it all - at a time. One by one!


Sunday, November 9, 2008

What a Week!


I'm sure you noticed the different (and way bigger) blog header. Thanks to my baby brother, Rio for editing it without my knowledge and I must say, I'm impressed by it. So, it'll stay there for a while as an acknowledgement to him. Hehe. Thanks bro!

Here it is, examination time again. I got panic attack (thank God for that) a week before the exam kicked off and dashed full speed to study and catch up everything that I could. I must say, though not at my top form, I managed to pull it off quite good. Hehe, kinda flattered and feel ridiculously vain at the same time.

Lots (read: LOTS) of things happened since I wrote the latest post until today. I mean, on November 4th, 2008, as I answered my first paper for this examination, Americans decided on their 44th and the most important choice of President.

Okay, maybe not simultaneously due to the time difference but you get the picture right? Allow me to be dramatic at times, please.

Praise the Lord; Americans actually KNEW how to vote this time around by choosing Senator Barack Hussein Obama as their 44thPresident-Elect, defeating Republican’s John McCain.

Over the past 21 months of campaigning, John McCain easily led the race until September 15th, when the Lehman Brothers declared bankruptcy and rolled the ball on world economic crisis and Obama’s financial strategy seemed much more promising and benefiting the people than McCain's. Things got worse when McCain chose MILF Sarah Palin, a strategy to lure women’s vote that backfired Republicans themselves as skeletons dragged out of the closet about that Sexy Sarah.

Recently I found out on Fox News, Sarah Palin didn’t even know that Africa is a continent. Talk about being eligible for No.2 position of USA highest office.

Anyway, what could be more moving that Obama’s victory? Answer: His acceptance speech at Bryant Park, Chicago after declared as the winner.

I need not post what he had said there – I’m sure all of us had seen it, read about it or even heard about it from someone else. It was very inspiring, humble and naked. If you haven’t seen it yet, I’d say: GO and find it.

Even Oprah was in attendance and wept like she just lost her $2.5billion asset.

Anyway, what more ‘surprising’, if you may, was the remark Michelle Obama got for what she wore that night. It wasn’t the usual safe-choice of pastel-colored jacket and skirt previous First Lady-Elect would choose.


It was a little black dress by Narciso Rodriguez with a splash of RED with satin trimmings at the waist and a matching black cardigan. I mean, it wasn’t THAT bad but to be fair, the dress looked alright on her. It wasn’t as bad as being commented all over the internet.

Come on, people. During the past Democrats’ rallies, she only wear dresses from high-street labels like H&M and Maria Pinto which cost less than $100 each, unlike Cindy McCain. This is one of the rare times she chose first tier label as her choice, and it wasn't bad at all!

Where do I begin with Cindy McCain?


Cindy McCain with First Lady, Laura Bush at Republican National Convention last September



I remember reading in Vanity Fair about Cindy in the Republican National Convention last September, where she wore an outfit which cost around $300,000. Yes, you’re seeing 5 zeros. The figure breaks down like this:

Oscar de la Renta dress: $3,000
Chanel J12 White Ceramic watch: $4,500
Three-carat diamond earrings: $280,000
Four-strand pearl necklace: $11,000–$25,000
Shoes, designer unknown: $600
Total: Between $299,100 and $313,100

So glad she isn’t the First Lady of USA. I would love to comment on those ridiculous wives of our menteris as well but I’ll end up ranting more than I wanted. Next time, I suppose.

Enough about politics. What else was interesting for the past week?

Halloween, yes!

I saw this photo of Heidi Klum dressing up as Hindu goddess Kali for her own Halloween bash and the first thing came to my mind was: FIERCE! She looked great and how did everyone missed that brilliant idea?!

Of course some Hindu scholars were not very pleased with that. Sure, everything about religion sparks ire in the next couple of seconds. I’m not really sure if it’s okay to dressed up as such but that outfit really deserve an applause. No wonder she got best costume that night. Congrats Heidi!

With Halloween, comes the pumpkin. I saw imported pumpkins for Halloween being sold in Cold Storage the other day. One pumpkin with the size of a watermelon retailed at RM150-RM180. Crazy! You’re not going to eat it anyway, so why fork out so much on it? But, given it’s only once a year, I think it’s acceptable to splurge.

Look at those carvings! Is that just GENIUS or real GENIUS? That dude won first place (duh?) for pumpkin carving competition in Florida for Halloween. I mean, if that one didn’t rank top spot, I don’t know what else can. Simply brilliant, don’t you think so?

Before I go off, I just wanted to say MUCH THANKS to all of the people, anonymous ones or close friends, who have been supporting my blog since a year ago. Yes, I started to blog here on daysofdelirium.blogspot.com in November 2007, only with initial aim to gain more posting space compared to my previous blog on Friendster. To the naysayers who said so much to bring me down, guess what? I’m not moving anywhere but here. For the last month, I got nearly 400 hits. Thanks to you guys!

Though this blog was initially used as a channel for me to express myself, I am welcomed to any feedback or opinion from you guys, seriously. Do drop a comment if you don’t like with what I wrote or disagree with me. As Barack Obama said:

“I’ll listen to you, especially in times we don’t agree with each other.”

Til then!