10 things i learnt in class

i learnt something extra in my class so far (after 3 classes)

1. sitcom is actually a short form of situational comedy.
2. soap operas is named after d soap manufacturers (i.e. procter & gamble, colgate-palmolive, lever brothers etc) being the main sponsor in the early days of the show.
3. different between United Kingdom and Great Britain is Ireland
4. the high peak of halim othman's life and his bad attitude
5. part of DSAI's political story
6. parkson failed to survive their convenience stores
7. tesco bought over macro
8. macro's operating hour started at 6am in the early days of their empire. stupid, huh.
9. malaysian always directly translate malay to english in their conversation. 'me too' shud be used in positive statements only.
10. i hate my current job! - this is so not related with the topic

parking

we need to compete. we need to compete to grab the best dress, rite size, nice color during sales season. we need to compete the best man (since the population of women is greater than men these days). we need to compete to be the boss's favourite, best workstation, best project at work. and guess what, i need to compete with other drivers to get parking lot at my office building. the parking is on first come first serve basis up to 588 lots. whenever i come late and no more free parking for me, i have few other options;

1. park at the open parking space. pay either RM5 or RM7 per entry coz difference place different rate. there are 4 spaces in front of the building. 2 of them charge suke-suke ati mak bapak dier where at noon the rate is automatically down to RM4. aku rasa kalo time ujan tu, maunyer dier turun lagi sampai 2hengget! or langsung tak yah bayar!

2. part at the covered parking lot, RM2 for the 1st 1 hour and RM1 for consequence hour.

3. park along the road in front of the building and get ready to collect ur summon at the end of the day coz it is favourite place for JPJ officer to issue the summon ticket.

i go for option no 2. well, at first i go for option no 3. tapi biler dah byk sangat koleksi saman aku, i switched to no 2. i only leave my car for 2-3 hours. then i go to free parking. this is what's normally happen.

it's hard to see 10 petak kosong or 5 petak kosong. mesti 0 petak kosong nyer la. so i wait..wait..and wait..masa ni la dok sebok2 texting frens, call my mother, play sudoku, see picture in my hp gallery..wait again..again..wait wait..until..

tadaaaa...1 petak kosong..baru la gua bole park kat dalam..

*##%$&*!

stupid! wasting my time! bullshit!
i lost my entry..fucking laptop! budus!

u're fast

i was just being brainwashed, motivated about the job here. it started when my boss was talking about this lady who used to be his assistant, he was her 1st boss when she started working here. n now, she's up there, sitting in the VP's room while he's in his AGM's semi-room. he said that she has the whole package, she talks right, she writes good, she's fast, and even she's got the look! (well, looks really help..really) and the list continues with she has this and that. nak dijadikan cerita, she was my 1st boss when i started working. i did not deny every single thing he talked about her coz i know they're all true. she's the best boss i had so far.

back to me, stop talking about other people okie..as i put in my blog profile, i hate my current job, i don't have passion of what i'm doing rite now. for the first time in my working line (7 years so far), i felt like..'aduss..malasnyer nak g keje..' it has been going on and off for 9 months already. so, i decided to step outside this circle, start usha'ing' vacant post in other division. i sent my career profile today to this division, which headed by my ex-boss, that i was talking about in the above para. hope she'll buy that.

back to my boss. he talked about his passion, how he likes his job, which made him turned down few better offers to be the GM (i'm 50-50 to trust this part). then he started commenting about me.

'When i talk with A about u (A is another boss here, whom i used to work with), we came to the same thinking, we think that u're brilliant, u hv d brain, how u c things, and u're fast. Seriously, u're fast. But, u're lack of touch, in the sense that, u can't influence other people to accept ur idea, ur approach (mesti dier nak kondem presentation & communication skill aku ni..). or may be u shy, I dun know. We want to keep u in finance. Kalo u tak suke keje u skrang, u tell me, wat do u want to do, let me help u. give me ur 3 priorities. ok, aper u nak buat sbenarnyer?'

aku dengan bodo bodo nyer jawab..'i dun know..as long as not a project basis like what i'm doing rite now'..argh...i feel like i'm a total loser!

but the best part is, dengar puji-puji ayam tu..btul tak btul is another story. moral of the story, to those bosses out there, kadang kala tu kena la puji staff..rasa la kembang semangkuk sket..sekian..

not so perfect brother-sister relationship

i had to cancel my so called valentine's plan after i received a call from my sister-no-3 that my brother-no-1 a.k.a the eldest in the family (i'm a sister-no-4 and sibling-no-7 a.k.a. the youngest in the family) was admitted, suspected dengue. the age gap between the eldest and the youngest in the family is 20 years. just like dato' ct and dato' k ;) saje la nak menyelit..oh, btw, al-fatihah to late dato' ct's father, en taruddin. sedey aku tengok gambar ct nangis dalam blog sultan muzaffar. and another btw, i'm ct's fan, i even had dreams about ct..besfren abes tuh!

ok, back to the original story. the moment i received order from my sister to visit my brother, i was like..'emm..what am i gonna talk about?'..commercial break jap. my sister just ym me, my brother got pneumonia, not dengue..dat day when i was in the hospital visiting him, luckily my niece and my sister were there (yes, the same sister that i've been typing since the first sentence of this entry). so i got accompanies to lepak2. i didn't even ask my brother 'camner, ok x rasa? blood count baper?' and all those standard questions to the patient. after a while, he asked me..

bro : dah drop mba ker?
aku : ha??!! (terkujat gak aku tetiba dier tanya kan? so x expected..) mba?
bro : mba senang la..naper la leh drop out
aku : err err..kire cam cuti la..cuti dulu

and that was all the conversation during the visit..i was not even babai him when i chow.

the truth, that's normal for us and that's not rude for us. we're just like that. i guess, dat happen because of the huge age gap. even i'm damn proud of him, i can't even show it, can't express it. to me, he's my mother's favourite even according to Che (we call our beloved iron-lady-mother che..the first time my fren heard i call her che, she asked the stupid question..'apsal ko panggil mak ko mak encik?' ) emm..amoi, pls continue about ur bro..ok ok..to me he's the most successfull amongst us..he's the most handsome amongst bros..yep, die ensem..well, at least, he's my type..kuikuikui..

i remember when i was 5, i was admitted to the hospital for 3-4 months..susah aku nak explain penyakit aku ni, tapi gua tak bole berjalan beb..baring je..the moment aku bole berjalan, giler pening siol..he accompanied me..and i remember he said 'kalo nak abg y teman, n kena makan tauge ni' i hate tauge! so aku pon pulun la jugak tauge tu..when i was standard 6, he gave me a swatch for my 4a upsr. every school holiday kitorang lepak umah dier..when i was in university, aku tompang dier balik uni, the best part is, dapat duit..masyuk masyuk..

recently he sponsored my diving trip to sipadan. dah keje bertahun2 pon mintak org sponsor. tq to our technology today, sms really help me on this. i started texting him to bodek2 about sipadan. surprise gak biler dier reply sms aku. tot tet tot tet, dapat la sponsor..that was just part of the whole story about him. yes, i'm actually proud of u bro.

to my bro, i'm proudly present u and ur disease..mr pneumonia

mr. correct correct

correct-correct is my previous boss's favourite word. at first i tod that was ok, may b he uses that word only for formal conversation. when we agree with other people's stament, we said that. malangnyer, after i've been working with him for few months, i realised something is wrong with that correct-correct. it was like suke ati mak bapak dier nak pakai time2 biler yang dier suke. so, i started sok sek sok sek with my colleague.

aku : eh, akak prasan tak encik a (his name is not started with A pon) tu slalu cakap correct-correct kan?
akak : a ah (sambil dier gelak2)..akak pon prasan..tapi buat derk jer la..

and then she started her story telling about her correct-correct conversation with encik a..memang funny and tak kena tempat..

not long after that, encik a came to us..

aku : encik a, encik a dah tengok lom report yang saya anta ari tu?
encik a : correct-correct

btul tak aku cakap? memang amat la tak sesuai dengan soklan aku tu kan? aku memang dah tak sabar nak gelak, tunggu dier chow je..

and in another conversation. me and encik a were assigned to go somewhere (work related, of course). he was so beriya-iya nak check in sama2 so that we can get seat together. i called him.

aku : encik a, saya cek in kat kl central tau..
encik a : correct correct..
aku : nanti kalo encik a cek in dulu, encik a bitau la seat number baper. kalo saya cek in dulu nanti saya bitau seat number saya..
encik a : correct correct..
aku : ok la encik a, nanti inform heh..
encik a : ha, yer lah..correct correct

?????!!!!!!

p/s - i checked my standard 2 nephew english book last week. check out his spelling

father - fader
collecting - koleting

i had a dream but i can't remember and i hate that

i love when i can remember my dreams and story them to my frens, regardless they like to hear it or not. but at this moment i really can't remember wat kind of dream i had last nite, but i knew i dreamt of something. let me try to recall. wat was it? oh gosh! i knew i knew i knew..but what? [aku dah start menongkat dagu, mata straight kat depan. ala, nampak plak muke mamat-minyak-itam yang aku tak gemar sangat ni..] but still can't get the clue.

forget about last nite. last last nite i dreamt of these 2 guys tried to steal my fren's beemer. me and my fren and another fren of his [tak la complicated sangat kan?] went to this shop yg jual2 i-dun-know-wat-we-call-it..it's like a shawl [i think dat was exacly shawl..not like like anymore ok]..tapi tak keysa la kan, d point of the story is the car, not the bloody shop, or the damn shawl. he stopped d car n didn't lock and kept the engine running some more! and there goes 2 gangster kampung dusun came with a baseball bat [tapi ni metal based la..kaw kaw punyer]. they warned us 'kalo korang tak kasik aku curi kete ni, aku ketuk dengan besi ni!' we had no choice. they called tow truck [sempat lagi tuh!] to get the car and they chow. i tried to chase him (i was the heroin of the movie maa..of course la kan..the gangstarz kampung dusun guy again attacked me with his only weapon, the metal bat and toing! i woke up..sib baik..kalo tak, tak pasal2 aku kena ketuk..

there's the beemer (it was black actually), and the bats..n there u go..the gangster kampung dusun!

welcome to me

i was inspired (inspired? emm..) by reading one of the zillions bloggers, non-stop a.k.a marathon during my office hours. yep, i've not concentrated (and not concentrating) much on my current job. it's on project basis, btw. i blogged before, and i stopped. on wat reason? emm..i was too busy with my work at dat time. the-parasite-moment is named after one of the episodes in private practice. so parasite of me, huh. the same goes to nothing-to-talk-about, also the episode in private practice. 2nd time parasite of me, again.

wat to talk for my 1st entry? seriously, i dun know wat am i thinking rite now. alrite then, i guess this is it. this is my 1st entry. i stop here. full stop.