Do I Envy Or Not?

Its the time of the year again..... sien...
Some people treat their family and friends to dinner with a little extravagant than usual
Some decides to treat themselves by getting pieces of useless jewellery.
Some uses it to go for vacation..
And some just had too many of it that they immediately can throw the entire chunk to get a new house..
And I had none.
Yup, people everywhere are getting bonuses, 13 month salary and rewards or whatever its termed. It never really come across my mind before. Not until a friend mentioned she have got 5 months bonus because she work so hard the entire year. Ignoring call, replying late for sms-es, couldn't turn up to friends' meet-up. And all her hard work are well paid off with a hefty BONUS.

I am not envious. I think. It just made me think a while. All my working life I seem to have a trend of resigning during year end. Which stops me from having the luxury of getting bonus. And when i look for any job opportunity, the bonus issue never really do cross my mind.

And now, of course being in my position i can't even dream of bonus. We live on a stringent budget. No matter how hard I work, no matter how many hours i pour in, I am never gonna get any bonus. It never really bother me.
Because I look forward to improvement from all aspect. But dunno why the money part, the extra money to be precise never come across my mind... Why is that so?
I need the money. I want the money.. But everytime it never cross my mind.
Now, I guess I just have to feel happy for everyone who got their bonuses. There really isn't much that I can do except smile and hope people will share their joy with me.

U_U

ENCIK, MANA BATIK ITU??

I really do want to know....

WHERE IS THE BATIK??

what a lame trip I had today. I was expecting mind provoking, heart melting, mouth-watering display of batik by some of the famous Ali, Ahmad and Abdullah...

But this is what I got instead...

O_O

nope. not some scene from Pontianak harum Sundal Malam. So bloody eerie, i dare not take any pictures. Just downloaded this from some yuppies in the Internet.

Am worried I may snap some other form of living matter when taking photo hence i skipped this part of the installation work...

THEME : LAHIR (BIRTH)

WORK BY : 'samsu-aladdin roti bakar' * collaborating with 'roti kaya laboratory' *

WHAT IT SAYS : the role of batik in the birth, nurturing and growth of Malaysian..

bollocks!!!!

c'mon lar!!! no better idea to personify the installation? does this meant that batik is just a piece of ' dry- the -bloody- mama -with- the- kain -batik-used-as-leg-wiper-on-the-floor.

there is just no relevance to the entire point of installation. if it's meant to say that although Batik does not originates from Malaysia, but we Malaysian have given a new birth of Batik representing our identity, this is definitely not the perfect way of depicting it.

Seriousy I do not think this is even a good idea to just try and show the rest of the world that batik is so important because pregnant ladies used it to wrap the baby, wipe the blood during birth... If they have a pile of newspaper and nothing else, i am sure they wud have use the newspaper also leh....

dunno... it just doens't make sense to me...

this one look like kempen 'kalau mau buang bayi anda, buang dalam buaian biar reput' U_U

this is the abstract baby. I swear its like pontianak... crushed baby in a pool of blood

Giant skirt with cushion underneath (to watch lewd act under the skirt)

bodoh!!! this is contemporary modern, not old!!!

THE GIANT SKIRT

THEME : MONOCHROMATIC BATIK (dunno which part is monochrome)

WORK BY : 'emas-hari-ini-nak abu' * and 'sesar salada' *

CONCEPT : showcases batik as remote and traditional in its creation, yet sophisticated and modern in its approach. The design of the batik is traditional at the bottom and will gradually change into mmore modern motive at the top, showing the transition of the history of batik in Malaysia. It gives a sense of long forgotten days, exhibiting culture and tranquility in an installation of old and new, traditional and modern.

MY VERDICT : There is nothing old nor retrospective on the portrayed idea. No form of transition seen. Visitor is supposed to lift the skirt and have a different view of batik from inside. The colourful batik is enveloped with a white fabric on the outside. The form of visualisation this installation give me is more lewd than reminiscing the transition of batik.

all i see is modern contemporary colours confined in a big skirt... feels like 'I Dream of Genie' once I got into the skirt..

More like ' WELCOME TO GIANT LUCAH-NESS' . See the naked pelvic behind the scene. At first glance one would have thought that the plaster pelvic is some leftover from the previous exhibition. Then move away further and see the entire installation....... choi!!! It's about a naked lady in ugly heel who doesn't want to wear her skirt. Some more she want people to lift her skirt to see all the fancies underneath it... kanasai... batik porn...

so many Mat Jenins

THEME : ANGAN ANGAN MAT JENIN

WORK BY : students of the institute that produces batik- Uni Marah !!

CONCEPT : experimental ideas that go BEYOOOOOND mere imagery. daydreaming is the expression the team would like to convey. Based on the old folks tales, Mat Jenin dream of becoming someone someday, and he got lost in his dreams and eventually fell to death from a coconut tree... Daydreaming is perceived to be a negative behaviour and the tales sought to teach people that they shouldn't try to reach for their dreams. This artwork reclaims the act of dreaming as a positive attitude as one need to reach for the stars in order to make their dreams come true. The character of Mat Jenin is a metaphor for the modern Malaysian.

(talk so much and yet i don't have a clue what is the actual representation dream or no dream ar?)

MY VERDICT : crap. now this is the best part people will ask themselves. Where is the batik? what is the relevance with batik and Mat Jenin and astronauts? such an obvious misrepresentation of work. If it says that Dr Shaikh Muzaphar have worn a batik to the space (and make everyone feel drowsy due to the horrid colors of the shirt, I understand lar) . ya, he wore this :

luckily didn't kena shot by the aliens and got mistaken as tahi bintang

the scrap of batik pieces used to mend on the astro suits when torn. kanasai...

I know art is subjective but this is merely hypocrite, ironic and irrelevant. those doing it are people majoring in fine arts.. this is definitely not so FINE to my perspective.. and it doesn't really need to take anyone artistic to sew on patches of printed batik on a suit. it just look like a bunch of mat rempit in space suit trying to berlagak as if they love the country by donning some batik cut-outs and doing motor stunts..

2 more artist which is available, but don't think its of any use to even comment.. seems like the RM50,000 donated by some corporation to do this is just a waste of monies. Most probably the most expensive items in the entire exhibition is the 'plaster pelvic'

REPACKAGING FOR YEAR 2008

Coming 2008 and bidding farewell to 2007 which have not been such a good year, I have sort out what I really want for this coming 2008. And this is a reminder to myself :-






1 - stop loathing on edible items!! everything expand horizontally except your boobs!!

2 -









To attain supreme sexiness resembling Shakira

FROM THIS ONE ----->

3- to rid off the 'slut' look and glorify the 'perempuan melayu suci dan murni' image



no more chest baring



welcome malay -por



4- get RICH. I am not greedy. Dont need to be an instant millionaire. Can start with multi thousand-naire to begin with..


5- Get a life apart from staring at the empty wall and talking to myself.


6- Get a constructive hobby than pretending dead in front of the idiot box. Maybe i shoud start to raise money to get a sewing machine and sew my own clothes.


7- Get a pet to interact with before i die of extreme vegetation at home


8- Try to step a foot into the cinema, maybe..


9- Be humble, be contented, be friendly?


10- scold less, compliment more, yell less, sing more, talk less, bat more eye lashes, swear less, recite poem more...

HAVE WE GOT THE WRONG DIRECTIONS?

Here I am again, seated in Starbucks for the next 2 hours. With no laptop, no colour pencils and design book. I had to stop by Popular Booksop to get a ball point pen, a sketch book and an exercise book. And an eraser too :D in any case if I have the urge to draw.















Was out with Miss Tail, soul searching in the temple yesterday. Looking for some positive vibes to add to our life. OK, maybe not hers, but I desperately needed some good vibes..

I am supposed to ask God for forgiveness in case I hurt his feeling or any of his friend's feeling. That's what has been told by me by an 'ex-' friend. He said God may not have forgiven me for what I have done. But. WHAT HAVE I DONE? According to him, whatever shortcomings that I am suffering from now is due to the offences I made which offences the deities -_-



U_U ME : i am just a struggling innocent child of the world struggling to achieve something in my career. I don't bed your husband in order to sell my batik. I don't sleep with the lecturer in order to get good grades. OK, maybe i try show some cleavage to the Corporate Comm officers when I had an appointment. but hey!! they are not listening!! i need to have their attention mah!

















With looks like tis, how can i possible be cruel leh?


I am cruelly honest. If you are ugly, then I tell you that you are la... can't blame me you not good looking. If you have droopy breast, then i tell you how droopy is your breast. But i did no wrong!! I am just reminding you in case u have forgotten ;( and since u asked.



I spit out a lot of foul words. But I am sure it;s not as much as those Ah Bengs cramping in the Video arcades what.... Some more, those people who are stuck in traffic also do so... sometimes when the 'thulan-nicity' comes, u just cant fight it off.. Then mar vent it out la.....

SIGH

Other than that I am normal.. I have never assasinated anyone. Except for the entire generation of ants in my home. But hey!! Guess who bought the most poisonous food in the world and ask me to feed one ant, and the ant will spread to all the entire generation. In which it did spread. And from then on, no more ants crawling next to my bed :)

But I am not the brain behind that masacre!!

ANYWAY

MISS TAIL : ah mister, can u tell me what are those aunties praying for?

MR TEMPLE : where?

MISS TAIL : neh!! (pointing to a small crowd of aunties holding stacks of monies for the dead)

MR TEMPLE : oh, they are bla bla bla.... (with my level of understanding in Chinese, I am sorry I cant translate a single thing here)

MISS TAIL : oh, ok. er, I want to pray for relationship leh!!

MR TEMPLE (looking around left to right).. eh, i dunno if today is a good day neh. people come here to give offering today wor.. not asking for help from God. Today not so auspicious.

MISS TAIL : OH, OK. wen can i pray for relationship ?

Think Mr temple a bit thulan with theis despo and give some lame reasoning accordingly to the religion and principle of Tao, Bao, Sao.. i dunno... too deep for me to understand a word.

MISS TAIL : anyway, i have a fren who may have offended the deities.. so, i want to ask on behalf of her how to rid of her offences?

MR TEMPLE : har? offend who? eh, what religion are u all talking about? this is a buddhist temple u know rite?

MISS TAIL : yalar, i know. just tell me la what is she supposed to do.

her inquisitiveness have created a small 88 club among the aunties. people are thinking we are two rebels of the religion trying to make fun of them maybe...

with a sympathetic face towards our ZERO knowledge of the religion which we believe in, MR TEMPLE lectures us loudly :

'Well, kids. I dunno what kinda religion are u talking about. But where got GOD so cry baby one.. U think they got nothing to do but to stomp their feed in front of u meh? and then accuse u of offending them. God of whichever religion are supposed to be forgiving one. They also got no time to hold grudges towards u neh.. u sure u are of this religion ah? Buddhist wor... '

:D

hehe... i am so happy... he is right. After all why is Guan Yin the Goddess of Mercy? God are forgiing one mah...

phew... ok, I did not offend anyGod after all. even if i do, they wont hold grudges mar... I just promise to be good next time.

Then Miss Tail forced me to join her verbal forum of the day : PEOPLE WHO ARE LOST WILL EVENTUALLY SEEK AND TURN TO GOD FOR A DIRECTION. SO, ARE WE LOST?

Erm, am i lost?

I admit la I am not so successful. I m still not featured in any socialite magazine wearing any branded wear, nor donning any super hairstyle. I am still working my ass off in the office and I grumble once a while of how miserable life i had to endure.
I have not been performing well in work lately also. God knows why. Maybe too much time spent Facebook-ing... And I am totally as single as an ice-cream stick ( dun even know why ice cream stick).

But does that imply that I have lost my direction meh? I thought these are just glitches in life due to badly written scripts. ONLY in this small episode of my life. No one movies also will have flawless script. Just a minute of a badly written script.
Maybe after that minute, I will become famous and successful as i fantasize leh...

Really no direction ar??
I don't know.
Tell me lar...


U_U

Freaking tired..

It's been 8 days in a row that I am working non-stop..
Dead right tired...
Somebody please give me a break??

IT IS NOW OR NEVER

before the year end i figure i shud really do something with this pathetic life of myself. i have dedicated so much of my time and effort and fine lines trying to work on something, trying to build a money fort. the fort is still not up, the money is only enough to fit an angpau, not a briefcase.

looking back, i really did not achieve much except to gain excess flab due to heavy investment on starbuck calorie laden products and having to eat leftover from mom's trial in cooking up stuff.

for 2 days i keep reminding myself, maybe i shud be actively blogging. then looking at blogs from kennysia, cheesie and xiaxue, i m NOBODY! no way in hell am i gonna build some fame for myself. i m not GLAMOUR! i don't even know where the heck is this club called Laundry, or maybe its just a dining place? how the hell am i supposed to make people read a blog coming from a plainer than plain Jane who doesnt really get much academic knowledge and immerse herself mostly in work? what would i possibly have to offer reader (if there is any) to dwelve into my not so glamour life?

UNLESS, i do some self-produced porn of myself. but i dun have enough to show also. Then again, i m not technology savvy to even put a watermark on my photos.. how the hell am i gonna photoshop myself some boob job?

its never gonna work...

The Path Taken

For a moment in live, the sudden attention given to the 'mass' is overwhelming. The healing time from the previous scar really has created an object whom is inferior to the power of nature. The lengthy thinking process moulded the mind to face another dimension of life at a very different perspective. At least different from the previous mindset. Things do get clearer... but complexity also arises.
Today the 'mass' has chosen a whole new path that is rather new to the daily routine performed. A form of act which may cause discomfort and shattered level of integrity in the philosophy of life and elements. But..... no...BUT is just a word for those who want a reason for self comfort purposes.
What has been performed today shall be a decision made with no regret and no turning back. Its a day worth to be savoured. Because of what has been agreed on a mutual consent. There is no pointing of fingers as to who shall take the blame. There is simply none to be blamed. Evolution of human nature. Some adapted easily. Some may find it an infringement of culture and identity.
Whatever it is.. it's a decision made for the satisfaction of the 'masses' concern and not for others to judge.
And with the line-up of alternatives, another sign of the mother nature generosity, there is no rule pertaining to the method decisions are being made.
It doesn't really matter what the outcome will be. What matter is the contented desire taken care off. At least for now. Consequences may arise tomoro.. But.. that's tomorow and we have tomorrow to take care of it. When tomorrow comes...

Lazy Sunday

I hate to post short blogs.. Is so not me to have it short, since I am a born rambler.
I thought of blogging about the old hags whom I have been chatting on msn.. then again.. chatting with them bore me to death.. don't think i want to give credits in my blog...
Also have thought to blog about something that is in my mind about people to people interaction. But too complex for me to let it out. Dunno where to start.
So... post for the day : today is another lazy, boring Sunday... :(

What Could It Be?

For the past 6 months, nothing great seem to happen? Lots of speculation going around.

Could it be that I am not as good as I used to?

Could it be that I have lose the aggresiveness I possessed previously?

Could it be that I have lose the focus in my work?

Or, could it be this;

The workstation of the year

The last resort of getting a reason to explain why have i not been excelling in getting million dollar sales : a major dis-organised workstation which contradicts the feng-shui elements.

Maybe the God Of Prosperity cannot tahan see the condition of my humble little hub? *_*?

Really so bad to drop by and give me some luck ah Choi-san?

My boss and I figure this could have be the most possible reason to me not doing well. Hmm.. I think so too.. I mean, I can't be that bad in my work... I did all I could, try act like 'gwai-po' in my conversation with the high class datin, flash my boobies a bit to the high class dato, try to be sweet and demure, but nothing seems to work!! -_- ~~

So next week onward, I will shift to another location in the office. Another 'prime' area - next to the loo .. >_< !!! Hey never underestimate a loo...

The last time i sat exactly next to the loo... and the smell still lingers till now. And the humble little previous workstation look similar as well!!

But I still get the million dollar sales....

Maybe because he is watching me.....

Think I should go and get myself another of this 'ong' plush toys.....

Another one up hill and rolled down..

For a while I thought it can lead to a serious path for 2 person of different upbringing.

Obviously I was wrong again. Obviously the only attraction is the yet-to-sag-from-the-chest- asset.

Why oh why? Why do the homosapiens with a joystick always prefer the tender chicken breast instead of a mix of the deer's brain stewed in a pot of broth with all the best spices u can get? (that's the metaphor for my greater than great brain :D )

I guess the joystick is a powerful device with a radar monitoring system greater than the GPRS to spot on breati-licious beings on chomp on them...

That is the third for the week....

Hey Ya up there, (looking at the sky)

Why do u always feed me with such species? Do i not even deserve a normal species who think with the masses on the brain and not the lumps on the balls? For boobies sake, purleaseeeee lemme have a normal kinda person who only look past anything with a lump....

Another joystick hidden in an extremely clean white and tightbrief, waiting to ooze out

Gimme The Signs!!

Can anyone enlighten me, what is the indication of this road? Is this :
a) zebra crossing
b) street graffitti
c) arrow to the left?
d) arrow to the right?
e) Citrawarna M'sia?

street ethnic motif (anyam mengkuang style?)

Why is there a need to get me confused? why can't a road be a road?

road or park? and how come got UFO lamp post?

this is not even a pavement but a main road. again, what does the color indicate?

turn where??

dear mr samee veroo,

i m writing on behalf of the confused souls. why are there so many colors on the road and no arrows? do i turn or not turn?
if i turn, where to? to the left or to the right? why must there be tar road and brick road combined together? U really think it made a good combination? I am really so confused and frustrated when i have to go thru and fro for 120 km from KL to reach this area and later only to get myself confused.
Suddenly u decide to have a combination of colorful bricks. For a while I was like :
OMF!! Is this a park? Is this a maze? where is the normal road? why?? oh why?? gimme me d normal road? even if u don't can't u just put some sign board or arrow?? How the hell do I know where the hell am I leading myself to??
And when i saw where I want to go, u expect my late grandpa send me signal and lead me the way?? can't u draw arrow on the street to let me know if i can turn or no turn???

I want to go to this darn place!!

Lastly, Mr Samee Veroo,
I hope u can take in consideration that Putarjaya and watever Jaya is still a location like any other location where normal people like me visit wether i like it or not. for kumari sake and all sane ppl, PLEASE HAVE THE NORMAL ROAD BACK LAR!!! I CANNOT KEEP BANGING INTO PPL'S CAR AND MAKE REPORT IN POLIS STATION EVERY TIME I GO PUTARJAYA!!