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Seriously, sometime I think back, what is stopping me?



I used to have entrepreneur mind, as young as I was in standard six. Yes, you hear me right. I did my 1st business in standard six.



I remember clearly that day was some first day cover release date and I ordered one myself from my friend.There were two of them who were our supplier, they went to post office and bought around 5 or 6 of same first day cover and sell in the classroom.



That time, I got an idea. I went to my friends and I told them I’ll buy all of his first day cover. And of course I couldn’t pay them right away, so I told them I’ll pay at the end of the day. By doing this, suddenly I became the only supplier in the classroom. Which means I monopolized the market that time.



Soon, when people come to my friends, they said all the first day cover had been bought by me. So people start to look for me. And a sole supplier of first day cover, I sold them RM1.5 more than the normal price. They have no choice but to buy. Boy, I can say that time, many were not happy but they couldn’t do anything as they couldn’t find other supplier.



So at the end of the day, I managed to sell off all the first day cover and was walking to canteen during recess that day will a happy as I had extra money to buy extra fried chicken to eat with my normal fried meehun.



Honestly, I never considered a lot of factors and the risk. I remember all I knew was eliminate the possible supplier and monopolized the market.



Sometime, when I think back, I still can’t believe that I managed to do that at the age of 12.



So after reading this story, where would you think I am now? Must be owning some business right?



Let me tell you, I am now working as an engineer in MNC, and trap in the rat race like most of the people out there.



FML, again, what is stopping me?

Last weekend, I brought my dad to Starbucks in Gurney Plaza. Treated him a cup of coffee of the day. Both of us sat down to enjoy the black coffee while waiting for my mum to do her shopping, alone. Sorry but shopping is just not in our male gene. Both of us were facing outside and just looked at people walking by Starbucks.



Then I turned to him.



“Dad, do you know this is our generation lifestyle right now?”



“What do you mean?”



“Everything involves money right now”



“Everything is about branding right now”



“No one cares about how much you have in the wallet or how is your personality when they first meet you”



“People will judge on what car you drive? What is the brand of your shirt and pants? What handphone you’re using? What is the brand of your spectacle? What is the brand of your watch?Where do you eat?Where do you do your yamcha session?How big is your house”



“Worth or not worth is no longer a factor for most people when buying those things”



“Social status is our lifestyle right now”

Happy Working Tomorrow, People!



J

When most of us in Malaysia are drooling over this…







Actually how many of us actually stop and try listen to this?

So you know who Bruno Mars is. But do you know who is Singletrackmind?



Don’t ever say that local music industry can’t go far. It can’t go far because of people like you who just know how to support foreign music and but never support local music. The industry is slow not because of lack of talent, we have huge talents in the country, but we do not have support from our own countryman.



Well, I can’t blame you much on not supporting Malaysia Music Industry. Know why? because you can’t even tell a foreigner that you’re a Malaysian. So why am I hoping you to support local music industry. Right?



J

When I was browsing the resume of the internship application of my department last week, I noticed there is one big common mistake that will make by students. I wonder why those lecturers never guide them. Anyway, the common mistake is the email they’re using in their resume.



Please, again I repeat PLEASE register a new email if your personal email is something like cutiepie91@hotmail.com or cutecutebabyangel@yahoo.com. That is your personal email and keep it personal. Use it in Facebook only but not resume. If your name is Lee Ling Lee (Simply think of a name), then register email something like leelinglee@yahoo.com. Some of you might ask why can’t use your personal email in resume? The reason is that it is not professional at all. You are going into working already, who knows your resume might end up at whose hand right?



And another reason is do not assume only you use Facebook. Now a lot of people use Facebook as well including those old, strict, don’t-fuck-with-me managers. They will use your email and do a search in Facebook. Then if all your photos in Facebook are those drunkard photos, you will leave a bad impression for yourself. They really do that.  So remember to register a new email for your job application, okay?



Another point I like to point out is when you write about what you are capable to do, please be a little creative. I’ve seen some stating that they are able to identify electronic components value easily. Come on, think something more creative, something like “Able to design certain electronic circuit or electrical circuit” instead of “Able to identify electronic component value easily”. It’s like you tell people your skill is that you are able to read and understand the device instruction manual easily. People will go “okay, so?”
At least tell people you know how to operate that particular device in certain method or ways. Remember that.



Well, those are common mistakes often make by those undergrads.



Oh ya, one more thing, Hokkien, Cantonese, Hakka, Teow Cheow are not languages. They are known as dialects. Remember that.



And, Chinese is someone from China. They’re not language too.



Sorry, one last thing, when you include your picture in the resume, please use proper photograph such as passport type photo. It is not recommended to use your clubbing photo, then you crop out your red face and put in the resume. Yes, I’ve seen it before.



Well, that’s all I want to say. It’s just some advices from me. You can choose NOT to follow.



Have a nice day, people!



J

Try in angry tone with heavy panting

FUCK YOU, FUCK HIM, FUCK THIS, FUCK BOSS, FUCK LIFE, FUCK HER, FUCK THEM, FUCK WORK, FUCK ASSIGNMENT, FUCK DAD, FUCK MUM, FUCK BF, FUCK GF, FUCK HUSBAND, FUCK WIFE, FUCK COLLEAGUE, FUCK THAT, FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!

Finished?

Tired or not?

You think use this word very easy a. Damn tiring okay!!

Everyday only complain complain complain. Not tired one ka??

You know, sometime, I feel people like to complain a lot.

I don’t know why?

I do complain but rarely. I suck it up to myself and I find solution instead of complain.

I do have a friend who has the same idea as me

She told me

If the situation allows, of course we prefer how we wanted it to end up. But u know life ain’t always what we imagine it is. So bear with it and be happy

What is life if you keep on complaining.

Right?

Like the Joker said in The Dark Knight.

Imagine

When I was young, I always tell myself to respect people no matter what that person does for his/her living. And I also tell myself that never ever judge a person by his/her looks.

As for my job, sometime I need to get down to production line to settle those issue faced by production. To cut the story short, after some period of working in the same line, I got to know this girl. She’s one of the operator of the line. She’s in her early 20s, quite pretty looking and she’s from Vietnam. As she knows how to converse in BM, I started to chat with her while monitoring the line. I asked about where she stays in Malaysia. She told me she’s is staying in an apartment with other operators. Very normal conversation and suddenly I ask her about her family background. Asking what is her parents doing for the living back in Vietnam. And I got a shock hearing her answer. I was expecting some low income profession what force her to come here to work and send money back but it’s not.

Apparently, her dad is a doctor and her mum is the state library’s head librarian. And she herself used to work in her dad’s clinic. I proceed to ask her why she still comes to Malaysia and work as operator since she’s able to live such comfortable life back home. She said she had a huge argument with her dad where she secretly give the patients expensive medicine because she felt pity for them. And her dad found out and they had argument. Within 2 weeks, she arrived in Malaysia.

Seriously, I got a shock and I kinda admire her for her courage to come so far from her home to work but in a meantime, I feel she is very stupid and silly of doing that. How contradict my thinking is but seriously, when you see a foreigner walking on the street, never ever assume that they’re from low class family. Because they might have some interesting story behind them.

J

My friend called me this evening

She :”Hey, let me tell you something. It makes me damn pissed!!”

Me :”Woohh, what happened?”

She :”You see, I was rushing to my facial session and when I was looking for a parking lot, I saw a car double park the place.”

Me :”Okay, then you go look for other parking lot, lah“

She :” No no, you know what? It was a BMW and a guy is sitting inside that car and what pissed me off was when I honked him and put the signal light telling him I wanted to park, he just made that he didn’t see me and continue sitting in the car doing nothing!!!”

Well, after I heard she said that, it instantly pissed me off. I don’t know, maybe but I have this thinking of those who drives a luxury car such as BMW or Merc or Audi or those worth more than rm200k, are very cocky and very inconsiderate. So what you’re driving a big car but act like an idiot on the road? My friend already honked and signal light to indicate she wanted to park, you still sit in the car doing nothing?

Maybe by driving big car, people will scare of you. Maybe by driving big car, police will scare of you. Maybe by driving big car, you ‘ll have immunity on the road. Maybe, I don’t know.

And, do you realize that those who drive big car are very stingy people? You can see from those commercial places, they will park their car beside the road side but not the proper parking lot. It’s just rm1 or rm2 only for the parking fee. Why risk of getting a traffic summon or get clamped by the city council?

Maybe to them, traffic summon is cheaper than the parking fee

That makes me thinking.

There are already too many idiot on the road already, please don’t increase the number.

Still don’t understand what is idiot on the road?

This.

Pissed off or not I ask you?

*Shakes head*

Some I wish I can be like the hero in this video clip. Whack the hell out of those people. Geram!

Or this

Ha Ha.

Have a night sleep peeps. Happy Friday!

J

Music is an element that shape my daily life. A day without music is like a day without oxygen for me. Yea, music is that important to me.

But there are few songs that really inspire me. Songs that lift me up when I’m at the lowest point of my life.

1st : Nelly – N Dey Say

Lyrics:
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
let’s go (ha-haha-ha-ha)
ohhhhh N Dey Say ohhhhhh oh ohhhh

hold up, stop now, let me get a look ‘cha
damn girl i aint seen u since prom
come to think about it cant believe it’s been that long
i heard your man locked down now
how long he gone? oh, dat long
how the hell he get time like that
3 strikes for possesion aww he ain’t coming back
he left you with two kids and bills all around
plus you found out he had another chick cross town
it’s always the darkest right before the sun rises
and you gotta stay strong for the kids in they eyes’n
please dont despise and go against all brothers
and have a hatred in your heart and take it out on
another

i hate to sound 2pac-ish li’l mama keep your head up
but your gonna make it i promise you keep your head up
and that that dont kill you only makes you stronger
and the will to succeed only feed the hunger
fo’ reel (fo’ reel, fo’ reel)

(ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
ohhhhh N Dey Say ohhhhhh oh ohhhh
(ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
ohhhhh N Dey Say ohhhhhh oh ohhhh

i was at the gas station when a man walked past
with a sign…’will work for food, clothes or cash’
and he asked if he could pump my gas so i let him
clean the windsheild and throw out the trash so i let
him
hey, i even asked a brother his name
where he was from, got kids man and what’s they ages
he kinda stared for a second, he kinda looked suprised
that anyone would even take an interest in his life
he said, young brother them the only words i’ve heard
in the last year
wasn’t no or get the fuck away from herrrr
how could something so simple as general conversation
mean much more than general conversation
hey you could tell life had beaten him down
like he was in the title fight and this might be his
last round
sometimes the easiest things we take for granted
until they gone then realized we even had it
fo’ real (fo’ real, fo’ real)

(ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
yeah, hey ohhhhh N Dey Say ohhhhhh oh ohhhh
(ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
yeah, hey ohhhhh N Dey Say ohhhhhh oh ohhhh

i used to think that life had a plan for me
until i realized life had to be planned by me
see that’s the key i only deal wit what i can see
cuz over history, mystery brought us nothin but misery
man more people done died in the name of the Lord
then in any natural disaster, disease or gang wars
before guns they was swords and they was killin each
other
Nothin’s changed to this day still killin each other
killin a brother while another mother cries for help
man, we need to help a brother find himself
feed ‘em light 1, 2, 3
hey! that’s somethin every brother should see

and thats fo’ real,
and thats fo’ real,
and thats fo’ real

(ha-haha-ha-ha)
yeah, hey, ohhhhh N Dey Say ohhhhhh oh ohhhh
(ha-haha-ha-ha)
hey ohhhhh N Dey Say ohhhhhh oh ohhhh
(ha-haha-ha-ha)

2nd: Last Emperor – Do You Remember

Lyrics:
At times, I feel old like I’m going out of style
So I turn down the music on my FM dial
I beg of you to come and listen for a while
And look at this wonderful world through the eyes of a child
This is my chance to escape today
And I don’t want to see my dreams chased away
Inside the palace gates is where I stay
‘Cause the world is no longer a safe place to play
Its like the story of the little wooden boy
Who wanted to live the life that every child should enjoy
I heard it once of twice before
The world is yours for you to explore
I heard my calling as a child and I answered it
When I grow up and finally get my chance to fit
I’ll be the sort of man you can’t forget
I used to stair up at the sky on my camping trips
In this quiet night of quiet stars
Of quiet chords on my guitar
Kids out there, I know it might be hard
But I realize how alive you are

CHORUS
One day I’ll travel from the East to the West
And tap into the hidden strength that all men possess
I’ll always be young, see a young mind is fresh
And its clear my memories will one day disappear unless
Do you remember?
Yes I remember
Do you remember?

Some say the price of life has a costly amount
When it comes to fights, I might’ve lost me a bout
But I’ve never lost my head ’cause that would cost me a scalp
So when my heart became cold like the Austrian Alps
I used to use my aggression, just to hurt mics
In ’86 my whole crew was in to dirt bikes
Like the GT Predator or a Mongoose
Listen as I ride the rhythm and let the rhymes loose
This is what makes my life so real
I’ll take my chances and spin the wheel
I can’t wait to grow up so I’ll know the deal
But right now I’m a child and this is how I feel
My younger days were sort of tragic despite
I learned to unify the pen and pad with the mic
I might need a little magic tonight
‘Cause to me imagination is the fabric of life
My rhymes helped me many times grow’n up
Before keep’n it real, all the days are blow’n up
I put on shows in my room- nobody show’n up
I’m just a little guy now, but when I’m old enough

CHORUS

That was my train of thought

I notice that nowadays, there are too many love songs. Songs that send the wrong message to listener. Songs that show how life is perfect. How love is perfect. But there are too little songs that actually talk about life.

Maybe people enjoy listening to things that perfect. I don’t know but I think enough for this post. Just trying to share with you guys the 2 songs that inspire me:).

Enjoy the songs

So what song for you?

On different note, less that 10 minutes, Germany vs Argentina Quarter Final match will be started. Who you support? I’m going to go oppose with Paul, the Octopus Oracle.

Argentina!!!!

J

As a football fan, I’m like the others, will give names to those football players and today I’m going to write about the nicknames given to players who is playing in this FIFA World Cup

1st: Claudemir Jeronimo Barretto or best known as “Cacau”

Guess what we call him??

“Cincau”

The scenario will be

Commentator :”Cacau SCORES!!!!!!!!!”

Supporter :”YAAAAAA!!!!!GOOOOOOALLLLLL!!CACAU!!!!”

If not

Commentator :”How did he miss that???!!!”

Supporter :”Bloody ‘cincau’, patut la xleh score, kaki lembik cam ‘cincau’, puik!”

2nd : Frank James Lampard

Lampard is an English player who plays for Chelsea and I guess everyone will know him well even those aunty grandma because he appears in Astro World Cup advertisement. Remember the little girl shouting her mum “Mak, ada mat salleh kat luar!!”

Guess what we call him?

“Lan pa” or which means testicle in Hokkien Dielect.

So the scenario will be

Commentor :”Frank Lampard scores a magnificent goal with his left foot!!!”

Spectator :”Wooot!!! Damn good man that guy”

If not

Commentor :”Ouch, it would have been an easy goal for Lampard but he misses it somehow”

Spectator :”Frank ‘LAN PA’ LA!!! YOU KICK WHAT ‘LAN PA’ BALL???!! SO EASY ALSO CAN MISS AHHH!!????”

3rd: Yakubu Aiyegbeni

Yakubu is a Nigerian footballer who plays for Everton

Ho Ho, this is my favourite.

Guess what we call him?

Yakubu “AIR MANI” which means “semen” in English

Be it he scores or misses a goal

We will still be calling him

Us :”WOOOOTT!!! AIR MANI SCORES!!!!!!!!!!”

Or
Us :”Fuck!!AIR MANI miss la!!!”

I remember yesterday during work, my colleague asked me

Him :”EH, Nigeria bagus tak?”

Me :”Memang bagus, ada Yakubu AIR MANI, beb”

But, believe it or not, few years ago, I saw Livescore mistakenly typed Yakubu Aiyegbani name as “Yakubu ABU BAKARI”

I was like, what!!??
I told my friend since when Yakubu converted to Muslim.

LoL

But
In our heart, he still always be our Sperm-man.

Well, at times we as a football fan, will get frustrated when the player from the team that we support can’t deliver. So with the spirit of FIFA World Cup 2010 South Africa, I present you one of the 3 nicknames that we have given to the players.

I believe out there will be a lot nicknames, so which player you already given him the nickname?

J

p/s: waiting for England – Algeria match, I bet Algeria will win by 1 goal, you believe or not? ‘lan pa’ is playing wor. Anyone with me? He he

You know what’s the difference??

Man’s Complaint
Man 1:” Damn, let me tell you, this boss of ours is damn hard to handle. I don’t know what he wants from me. Fuck him!”

Man 2:”Yea man, I feel you man. Fuck him too for making my life hard”

Man 1:”Let’s go have some drink and forget about it”

Man 2:”Oright!!!”

*Man 1 and 2 drink until “mum can’t recognize her son” *

Woman’s Complaint

Woman 1:”Geeez, I hate this boss, he’s making my life hard!”

Woman 2:”Ohhh, don’t worry girl, you’re not the only one, he makes my life hard too”

Woman 1:”Whatt?? Really?? Oh my, I thought only me. What is wrong with him?”

Woman 2:”Hey, you know what, actually I heard from others when he is at home, his wife is making is life hard, that’s why he is letting out all his anger at us!!”

Woman 1:”Ahhh, I hate this type of guy. By the way, I wonder how is his wife looks like”

Woman 2:”Oh, I heard his wife looks very fierce. “

Woman 1:”Now that explains “

Woman 2:”Yea, you can see the relation right?”

Woman 1:”Yea, he is like practically torturing me you know. Giving all sorts of works and stuffs.”

Woman 2:”YEA!!!Exactly what he does to me also!!”

Woman 1 and 2 continue until God knows when

You see, men go straight to the point. Full stop!

But women, they can go from complaint to gossip to complaint. Pretty amazing, eh?

Sometime they can make us go crazy

Sometime they can make us go stress

Sometime they can make us go like strangling them

But at the end of the day, we as a man, will still love them a lot!!

Including me as well.

But, women out there, not to say what, try to make it short la next time, okay

J

p/s: What a lousy post!!Actually I’m having sort of like writer’s block now and some more World Cup. Haih. Don’t worry, I’ll be back very soon. I promise!!