But.............it doesn't ends there....
But the story doesn't end there....
Then, after all the wine and dine, make berpecah la kitorg mengikut haluan masing2. Aku? pergi balik ke opis selepas aku mandi and salin baju jap. Bukan ape, next day tu the dateline untuk aku submit grade utk student aku. Maka memandangkan Prof yg mengajar kelas tu membuat satu blunder dalam answer scheme final exam, and makhluk malang ni plak la yg kene jadi tukang menanda paper, maka terbuang beberapa jam aku untuk solve soalan tu. Dh la aku ni bukan from electrical power background. So letih jgk la nk selesaikan soalan tu. Tensen lak aku.
Tapi syukur la, at least dapat la jgk aku settlekan, even though it costed me an entire night (tapi aku tdo la jgk dlm sejam). At least satu batu besar punya suda tarak dalam ini kapla.
But life goes on still…….
Sometimes, change can be good. You would really look forward to it, specifically if it’s for the better. After all, who doesn’t want a better change, right. All for the best……feeling more satisfied……exceeding what you have the day before……and having a better tomorrow than what you are today. Who wouldn’t want that, right?
Me? I like change. I like to to try new things, go see places (if I can afford it), read something new (now that’s lame). It’s just the world has much to offer us. Of course, what we have here is not eternal. But that shouldn’t stop someone and take a moment and gaze upon what this life has to offer.
Wow. Pretty good at making this crap up. Kinda feels like it’s just not me.
Yup. Definitely not me. Owh well, back to reality now.
People have a certain fetish towards something (NOT IN THAT SENSE OF MEANING, YOU PERVERTS!!!!). Let me make it more tactful. Some people at just a sucker at certain things (AGAIN, FOR THOSE PERVERTS, READ ON FIRST, YOU SONS OF A GUN). That other day an office mate of mine just admitted to me that she has a weakness when it comes to handbags. Last Friday she told me that she was down to a few hundreds left till payday. And on Monday, she treated herself to a 2k handbag (which I don’t know what type, cos she didn’t tell me).
My point is, some people, no matter how strong they might be, will have their kryptonite surrounding their circle of power. They may know it, or they might not. But if it’s there, you better watch out, sports fans. My brother too has this huge obsession for body combat. He’s even thinking of getting a trainer’s license for it, which I think is a swell idea. Heck, if you’re gonna do something you like, might as well make some money out of it, huh?
And like most of the 6.7bil people roaming our third Earth (quoting from Thundercats) here, I’m not spared from this disease. Well, it’s better to admit it now than living in a world of denial. Therefore, I’M A HANDPHONOLIC, AND I’M NOT AFRAID TO ADMIT IT. hehehe. Yeah, I just can’t get my hands off the latest in the mobile market. Maybe……I’m not as bad as I think. After all, I’m not making that much money. And as of now, I only have this sickness on an annual basis. But getting an N95 last year, and changing it to a Touch Pro last month can be said to be rather edgy. And the worse news is, I think I’m getting worse. Currently, I browsing around for phones with an 8MP camera. And from what I’ve been through, I might get one in a month or two…….we’ll see. LG Revoir does look kinda nice for now ![]()
But that’s not what I intended to blog here. Today I’m gonna let my frustrations out on one of our mobile service providers. Something I wanna write about last week, but couldn’t because I was writing about my accident. In that matter, I’m doing just great on the recovery process.
Earlier this month, I received 2 sms’es from one of my service providers (yes, I have 2 numbers). One is offering me free SMS when I top up, and another offering a 50% credit when I topup. Both of these offers had sparked an interest in this thin hollow shell I call my brain, in which I comply. So, I topup twice in this month…..something I don’t usually do.
But as shitty as they are, the provider (hell, who do you think I am to make the service provider anonymous) did not fulfill their end of the bargain. So, I made a call to Maxis Call Center (see, told you) and lodged complaint of it. The thing that really bugs me is, they didn’t even acknowledge that the free credit offer exists, saying that they don’t have record of that type of offer.
For starters, I had to topup twice in order to get the promotion given (which is fine since I know what I getting into). But not only did I have to curse around to get what’s tightfully mine, but I have to pay in order to get it. I don’t know about Celcom, but I think it sucks that Maxis is charging their prepaid customers to pay in order to get to their support service. I mean, Digi can give it for free, so why can’t they?
That’s is the problem in this country. When a monopoly exists, then that gives them ultimate power as a puppet master, and they can just pull our strings and move us at their will. I mean, look at Streamyx right now. No one can compete them in terms of ADSL provider, so they can suck as much as they want, and no one could do anything about it. I know we have our HSDPA like Celcom and Maxis, but being the hardcore downloader that I am, I can’t simply live on the mobile providers, especially at the quality that they give us at the moment.
I have thought of switching from Maxis over the last year. However, as much as I like change, there’s just some things that I just can’t do. I can change my phone as I pleases (of course, at the mercy of my budget constraint), but I just can’t simple change my number. Maybe it’s the professionalism in me, but changing my numbers is just not in me. When I give out a number, I prefer it that it stays. I don’t need to give it out a couple of time per year, plus I dont’t have to do a lot of business cards. hehehehe. Maybe the norm in me has bind around me so tight, that I just can’t simply break free.
And for that reason, when MNP was released, I couldn’t help myself but cheer on. And for that, for what I have experienced being a Maxis customer for 6 1/2 years, I can say that I can finally be free. And for Maxis, so long and good luck for losing a customer.
Now comes the million dollar question………..where shall I jump to?
Aku actually dh nyaris2 nk blog pasal ketakpuashatian aku terhadap sesuatu bende. And planningnye aku nk blog smlm. Tp since berlaku sesuatu insiden, terus aku scrap blog tu, and nk cite pasal something else. Lgpun bende yg intially aku nk blog ni pun bleh jer aku nk cite lps2 nih.
So, weekend aku kali ni agak packed la jgk. Few months back, aku ader janji ngan niece aku, nk amik dia utk semester holidays. And since last Friday dia dh abis final exam dia. Maka aku pun plan nk gerak terus on that friday night. Tapi berkat kecerdikan aku yang kdg2 aku rase agak rendah jgk, aku bawak moto pegi keje Jumaat tu. And ptg tu hujan la sampai kul 9.30 mlm. Terrer jgk aku bab planning ni. Time aku nk drive panjang, bleh plak bawak moto g keje.
Maka setelah aku sampai ke umah dlm kul 10, terus la aku bersiap dengan kadar cepatnya dan aku pun berjalan (silap, drive…klo jalan, mgu dpn la br sampai) ke PB. Ape2 hal pun, kene la singgah jmp member2 dlu. And at 2.30am, touch down la aku ke kg aku. Sib baik la ader sahabat yg bernama Wan Dut Dut yg sememangnya perangai mcm kelawar. So, mlm tu aku melepak la ngan dia and crash kat umah dia mlm tu.
Pg soknya, aku pun mula la meronda2 mencari kawan2 yg dh lama aku x jumpe. Tapi maklum la, dh stat cuti skolah, so sumer ader jer hal…..and eventually, by 1.30pm, aku dh xde member nk jmp dh. So, aku pun ubah plan aku. Inatead of going to pick my niece up during the night, ptg tu jgk aku shoot ke Arau utk amik dia. Dn dengan kuasa bulan (chewahhh, mcm Sailormoon lak. Tapi sure huduh yg teramat sgt klo aku pakai skirt nnt), by 1am aku dh sampai pun umah mak bapak dia kat Putrajaya.
Sok tgh harinya aku pun sampai la kat umah utk melepak2 dan memulihkan tenaga aku yg sememangnya dh nk zero pun. Tp x sampai 3 jam, aku dh kuar balik ngan Lan. Bajetnye nk g Mines jap, sbb nk bli thumb drive. Sekali punye la penuh Mines time tu. So aku pun gerak la ke McD serdang and melepak2 kat sana. Dh lepas lepak tu, nk g la ke umah aku jap sblm kitorg g ke Sg Long.
So, kat sini la insiden kitorg berlaku. Aku rase better je korg tgk gambar ni, and tau la korg ttg insiden tu.
Kete nmpk jer mcm ok, tapi tgk jer la kat sebelah tayar aku nih.
So, in fact, abis rosak sumer plan aku ptg tu. ingatkan after g Sg Long, nk g balik Putrajaya, and kuar mkn ngan member aku. Last2 by the time kitorg settle ngan towing, police report, and g bengkel, dh kul 8 lebih dh pun. Dh la nk hntr Lan g umah dia lg.
But all in all, we’re lucky to walk away without any scratch (tapi not without any pain later that night). And at least kitorg dapat la merase mcm mane perasaannya menjadi kete rally, walaupun untuk beberapa saat. heh heh heh
Ok la folks. Nk cite bnyk pun x gune jgk. Lgpun cite pasal eksiden, bukannya menarik sgt pun. Nnt la next blog aku nnt, aku cite pasal ape yg aku initially nk blog earlier last week.
Hari ke-empat aku masuk keje…..well, sort of. Aku tak berapa sihat since these past few days. Selsema yg agak major la jgk. At first, I try to let nature takes its course, and getting healed naturally. Alas, that was a foolish dream. Makin lama, makin teruk lak condition aku ni. Malam semalam badan aku jadi ketakselesaan yang maksima. Tapi aku cuba la jgk gagahkan diri aku yang tak gagah langsung ni untuk pegi keja.
Ader la aku bertahan dalam 1/2 jam ajer. Serius aku dh x tahan ddk dalam aircond. Terpaksa la aku merempitkan diri g klinik, dengan harapan dapat la ape2 makjun kuat ker, makjun cap potrat nyonya meneer ker (ni 80an punye makjun, klo aku mkn pun mesti sakit perut punye, pasal dh expired). So, aku pun menerimalah 5 macam ubat (batuk, selsema, antibiotik, tahan sakit, dan sakit hati) dan sekeping warkah bernama MC. Cheh, MC jgk aku. Ingatkan bleh la mengharungi tahun ni tanpa cuti sakit.
Lalu aku pun pulang la ke rumah dengan badan yang mmg x rase best langsung. Oh well, rasenye klo aku g keje pun, silap2 aku manjang je tdo. Better aku tdo kat umah dari tdo kat opis. Setelah membaham sumer ubat-ubatan, maka lena la aku dibuai……………………… mana ader buai la, aku tdo atas tilam jer
Tu jer la kot cite aku. hahahahahahahaha.
Da boch chi
Hari pertama bekerja selepas raya………… sememangnya aku berada di tahap mandom yang maksima. Walaupun begitu, aku berjaya jugak harungi hari ni, taktala aircond opis aku gagal berfungsi dan sumer org terase mcm kerbau salai (aku jer kot yg rase mcm tu). Namun, dengan kuasa portable hard disk aku, berjaya jugak aku menelan gaji yang tidak mampu melihat dengan menonton cite2 download aku secara berterusan. HIDUP Internet!!!!
Well, klo aku nk cite pasal raya aku tahun ni, mmg panjang pun. Tetapi biase la, memandangkan mood kerja aku terbawak2 ke mood blogging aku jugak, maka aku rasa better kalau aku wat rumusan karangan ajer kali ni. Ok la tu….kalau ikutkan mood aku time keje td, haram aku x menaip langsung. Better aku smbg tgk citer download aku jer
So, here it goes…
Dh la kot. xder ape aku nk citer nih. Lgpun aku nk sambung tgk download aku balik
Hambani Kahle
Pergh…. diam x diam, dh 24 hari dh kita semua berpuasa. Tgl 6 ari jer lagi pun. Well dont worry, sport fans. Kejap jer nnt, dh masuk raye dh. Time tu semua setan2 datang balik buat keje2 diorg, termasuklah 2-3 makhluk yg aku kenal sgt2 nih. hehehehe
Well, maybe for me, my raya will still be not as merry as previous years. Ever since we moved to n9, dh hilang sikit semangat raye aku. Don’t get me wrong, bukannya aku x suka beraya kat kg. But I’ve been bred and raised in the mean streets of Parit Buntaq (mean la konon). And all this while, kat situ la aku anggap kg aku. Lgpun my late dad pun asal sane jgk. Jadi bile dh pindah ke n9 after being up north for 24 years, jadi mcm aku kene start my social life kat sane all over again. Dh la xder member, nk bermember2 kat sane pun x smpt. Maklum la, balik pun weekend jer. Tu pun bukan semua weekend pun.
But nonetheless, I’m still looking forward for raya. And probably more than ever this year. Mom’s been doing a lot of upgrading towards the house since we start living there. Furniture baru, jalan tar baru, pokok bunga baru…… and mcm2 lagi la yg baru. As the eldest, aku pun kene la play a part in creating the raya mood for our family. Maklum la, umah aku ni bnyk badut sarkis (sorry Ajeeb). Ok, so I lied. Ade sorg jer badut pun. Tapi badut ni suda brapa tahun training. Jenis masuk kandang lipan pun bleh bikin show yg gempak. (Aku mintak maaf kat hang time raya nnt la k :P)
But unlike last year, kitorg punye projek dodol xdpt nk dijalankan plak. Maybe time factor la kot. Lgpun aku rase mak aku is currently more interested in having a nice house for raya, rather than preparing our usual more than ever so abundant flavors of food. Tapi bukan la bermakne nnt kitorg jamu tetamu dengan biskut Hup Seng ngan air teh o ajer. Tu mmg nk kene sumpah seranah ngan org nnt. (Tp ok jgk, dapat la pahala diorg kan?) Cume bab makanan ni, xder la prepare nasi briyani ker, ayam masak donga ker….. just some simple raya cuisines yang xperlu la kitorg nk slave ourselves to make.
Unlike last year, cuti raya aku kali ni panjang la sket dari tahun lepas. Since tmpt keje aku ni bg annual leave sampai 30 hari, bleh la aku pakat nk beraye sampai Deepavali nnt. Pergh……. mmg sakan namanye tuh. Tapi xder la aku sampai bengap sangat nk cuti pnjg sampai camtu. At least lama la lagi dari tahun lepas, mase aku cume ader 8 days of annual leave per year. Nk cuti raye lame2 pun bukannye leh buat ape. Lgpun aku ade sebab nk kumpul cuti aku nnt. But that is a subject for my future blogs.
But all in all, I just want Mom to be happy. She’s been put through a lot of bumps (believe me, major bumps) raising the five of us. And working through a primary school teacher’s salary is really a challenge. Aku yg gaji about 50% lebih dari mak aku dlu pun rase mcm x cukup jer. Btul la ape org tua2 cakap, sorg mak bleh jaga 10 anak, tapi 10 anak blum tentu dapat jage sorg mak. Which is why I have vowed to prove that saying wrong. Tanpa mak (dan bapak aku yang tiada untuk raya kali kedua), xkn aku berada di mana aku berada skg ni.
Alamak……nk prepare sahur nih. So, for my readers (walaupun x ramai, but I appreciate your comments and reading my life’s journey), aku nak ucapkan Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri kat korg. Ape jgk salah silap aku, harap korg dapat la maafkan aku. Sesungguhnya aku hanyalah insan yang xkn lari dari buat kesilapan (walaupun kdg2 aku sendiri yg sengaja nk buat silap tu). Aku pun ingat tahun ni aku nk pasang tekad untuk cube jadi kurang pemarah sikit. Asek berselindungkan alasan yg aku ni org Banjar pun xde gune jgk. Klo mcm tu, sampai ke sudah la aku xkn berubah, tul x? Insya Allah aku akan cuba sedaya upaya untuk lupakan apa aje kemarahan aku terhadap insan2 yg ade dalam senarai blacklist aku ni. Padahal silap2 nama aku pun dalam senarai blacklist diorg. Xper la, yg penting kite cuba nk perbaiki diri kita.
Ok people. Maybe next blog akan ada gambar2 aku melakukan kesalahan (x sure la plak jenayah ke x) di Hari Raya. Br jer kate nk perbaiki diri, bleh plak nk declare nk buat kesalahan…………
Farvel
Yo!
Hmmm……for fun, I’m going to blog in English this time. Not that I’m tounge tied in my own native language, but sometimes it’s kind of fun to see if I could write fluently in another language. Thank God for me not being that good to write in other languages, or else it’ll be a daunting task to keep on testing my writing skills. muahahahaha
Today will be the 7th day of Ramadan (still a long way to go, sports fans). And as the previous year, I’ve been making it simple in terms of my meals. But I’m still maintaining the amount of intake into this amazingly large mouth of mine, making me to wonder if I’ll ever get to be on a diet. Anyhoo…..me and my housemates (6 jahanam, as I like to refer to out little band of brigades) will be cruising into whichever Pasar Ramadan that we feel like we would have an interest to go (so far it has been only 2), and we’ll buy just enough for break fast and sahur. No kuih, no deserts, and certainly no extra appetite delights. Just some mere dishes to go with rice. Don’t know why, but the seemingly burning desire to buy everything there is to offer buy the stalls have burned out with each year that I grow into. Probably it’s the age, or probably it’s the ever oh-so tightening budget (Raya will be a pain in the rear end in terms of financial needs), but we do manage to keep it less than 5 bucks for both meals. And may I add, it has never reached 5 bucks yet. Kinda cheap, huh?
Well, as I was saying, Raya will be a time where the spendings makes being with a money grubbing chick like a walk in the park. After all, you have your kuih raya that you need to about, green packets for those rugrats, and not to mention the decor that you have to consider. Well, being single does make it easy……. your budget is basically small to nothing. But when you’re the eldest son, and you mom is hoping for the children to chip in, you just can’t help but to cave in. After all, she does stay alone, and her pension isn’t what I’ll say as being rich. But thinking of the sacrifices that she made raising me and my siblings with the pay of a measly primary school teacher, isn’t it time for her to be enjoying raya with her children helping out?
Last year, we managed to make some dodol on our own. And believe me, being my first time, it was all worth it. A bit tired and sore, but worth. And considering that I’ll be going back 5 days before raya, who knows what traditional titbits that I’ll be whipping this year round. Once thing’s for sure, it won’t be dodol. Heard that my mom’s gonna have another project for this year. Can’t wait to see what’s in store.
But this year won’t be as much fun as last year….nope, won’t be as fun as 3 years ago. My brother, sadly, won’t be burning Thunderclaps and eating in our family meals like previous years. Just got called by Petronas on Tuesday, and in a few hours, he was on a flight reporting for his first ever job in Carigali Miri. And considering the circumstances, it’s 98% that he won’t be back for Raya. Lately, it seems that the family is never complete for the event that families should be together to celebrate. But I deeply pray that he’ll find a way to keep the Raya spirit burning fiercely, even though it’s gonna be with his ‘family’ of friends.
Owh well, it’s almost 4am now. I need to be the alarm clock to the Rip Van Winkles in the house, and have our sahur soonafter. Just hope that my vocal cords will be enough to wake those snoring sons of a gun.
P/S: My laptop been damaged from a lightning strike last week towards my LAN port, so I can’t blog from there. Rather lazy to get the file on goodbyes in many languages, so I guess it’s a simple goodbye in English.