Robot Evolution.

Yuck. I hate it when i have to google infected skin images and edit the picture so it looks like 'before and after'. I have to zoom each of the picture to redraw the picture. oh la la. Kurap bah tu. kurap.

Another tough day, the clients line up to see us, the phone keep ringing, all of them are similar with their irrationality, they want their 'stuff' tomorrow. Please be rational la dear client! Now I have to bring home those loaded work.

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Could you able to live a hour without music in your ear? without people talking with you, if yes, good, it's mean I'm no freak. Because now I'm living without music plugs into my ear, it was like walking and doing thing without my brain thinking, soulless, and I don't even remember what I've wore yesterday.

Don't tell me I'm in a process of becoming permanently robot. Ha-ha-ha.

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Bingung

10 hari lagi masa saya disini. Saya mula cemas, bingung, gelojoh, semua benda mau buat, sampai banyak benda terlupa. Saya panik. Kerja pula makin banyak! Beginilah praktikal, semua kerja kena tolak sama kita. But it's okay, the pressure is a pleasure for me. Orang bilang apa, Kick. Tekanan yang sedap.

I've never thought it would be like this actually. I mean these practical training. I've never thought i would be this easy, this great atmosphere. Actually before these, I was mentally ready for some lousy, terrible, abusive, boring, boring, and boring workplace, I really have ready for those kind of workplace. I've never expect that practical training was actually awesome. Thanks God!

Tribute

Time moving on, dengan cepat sekali. Masa mengalir seperti air. Masa itu emas. Masa bla bla bla ... sort of thing. Memang klise bila kita cakap tentang masa kan?

Kata orang, jarak masa tidak penting, apa yang penting ialah apa yang kita telah buat. Ada point.

Ok, let's compare Michael Jackson and Farrah Fawcett death,both are celebrity, tapi berita mana yang kita lebih ambil kisah? mestilah berita Raja Pop tu kan? Farrah Fawcett cuma famous dengan Charlie's Angel klasiknya.

Kurt Cobain cuma aktif beberapa tahun, but his name remain. Because he's wrote a lot of great songs, done a lot of tour. Definitely wroth to remember.

There's a point why we have to do a lot of good thing.

The disadvantages of sitting in a middle of three bakeries.

What do you call the feeling of having stressed out with work but in the same time you feel the satisfaction..? Damn, I like this. But what i dislike about the job is, I'm only sitting on my chair, and three bakeries outside. What does that mean? I'm getting unnecessary fatter. 'This is madness' said Leonidas.

Ah, I want to express something about Michael Jackson death. I feel sad, not because the death, you know, the legend gone when the world still making fun of him. You know..'Freak-O', Child Molester, Plastic face, Clown... I hate paparazzi. I hate paparazzi.

Maybe God takes him because the world is just not right for a such good person.

I'll put MJ right beside Cobain.

One thing I must do before 'holiday' ends.

I must try the silk screen stuff.
The only problem is Money.

Light Box = RM45 (Still in doubt)
Silk Screen =RM 17.90
Sensitizers = RM 30++
Skuji =RM7.90
Plain Tee =RM15
Fabric Dye =RM20

Total Cost =RM135++

Please type ON DERMA and send it to 32999 to donate. haha.

Special.

Something Special for Someone Special.

Another 'Internship' week.

What I have done last week

Back in the first week of the internship, I thought my boss is out of his mind, he gave me some of difficult job, difficult in term of the responsibility that i have to handle with. But now it was nothing to me. I have no problem to face the clients by myself. They gave me the task, then later they'll give me money, and all the money goes inside my boss pocket. Bila la mau jadi boss ni??

Every weekend, I always recieved a good news, and for this week, the good news is,

Tahniah! Permohonan Kolej anda telah diluluskan.

That's good enough to entertains my weekend.

Tired week, Now i going to sleep till Monday morning. Thanks for reading.

"Lawak"

Courtesy of 'Daily Express'

Wake up!

lying myself on a couch every night, watching Tv, or reading, I'll fell asleep.

So I will wash my face, make a coffee, yup i know. Haha, it does sound stupid,but the holiday just too precious to be wasted.

I just want these holiday longer than the previous. You know, cuti selalu jak macam cepat ni.

On and Off

Everyday riding a different bus, in a same hour. It's good to see the variety class of people, dressed well, ready for work.

There's a girl, fair skin, in white tee, it's must be they working attire. I always hoping she rides the same bus as mine. She sat in the front seat, I'm at back. Guessing her background, imaging if she's mine, you know, playing the how-if game.

Arrived at destination, the switch automatically turned off, now job commitment turned on. The next morning it goes the same. On and Off.

Well, that's keep my feeling stay normal. You know, heart rusting too.

I envy them.

The days became ordinary everyday, I became the job, and the job became me. This job really suit me, the stress complete my day, the sweat accompany me. The staff, boss, and the client had been nice to me, the enviroment are great and... my kgs increased everyday.

Buses, Bosses, Design, Demand, Confuse, Complete, Print, Produce, Satisfy, Smile. Man, it was a good life.

My fellow coursemates doing thier internship in big company, mostly. Proton, Perodua, Motorola, NTV7, RTM, TV3, Modenaz. Sure big, I envy them. But that's okay, I'm in a great place now.

No title for lame post.

When I erase every time I start to write,
I didn't post it, because I'm not ready yet.
But when I write fast and I don't care about anything.
I'll post it immediately. It supposed to be interesting.
Yeah, maybe not, but it supposed-to-be.

.noissaP

I'll choose the theme for these week. Passion.

These previous week I was lack of passion, Malas. Too lazy to do 'unnecessary-but-important' thing, I failed to learn HTML codes which i supposed to learn 2 weeks ago.

"Saya tiada masa."

Lame excuses, I try to neautralize the excuses with someone's quote.

"Kita yang cari masa untuk kita, kalau tiada masa, kita cari lagi."

It sound so Sunday.

Photo courtesy of Daishie

Sunday, what makes Sunday interesting than other days?

Sunday has no routine. That make it special. Have a great week everybody.


Note: I have no idea what to write, Tired weekend.

A man who failed to find the definition of tired.

On a mini bus, Greenday's Novocaine in my earphone, music make my daily destination nearer.

The bus stopped, a Man waving his hand in front of the bus. A 40 plus aged man with his boy in kindergarten uniform. Entering the bus and sitting in a single seat, the boy on his lap.

3 minutes later he pressed the bell, Owh, Tadika Perpaduan. It just a 3 minute ride, but he never let his son walk even a minute. How sweet was that?



Oh ya, happy father's day to any father who read my blog.

Egoist

Egoist. I am an egoist. Everybody is. Okay okay, except you.

I've never put any 'goggled' image in my blog.
I've never put commercialized lyric in my blog.
I've never put other people's video in my blog.
I've never put anybody’s' writing in my blog.
I'm an ego. I might see as have nothing else if I do so. I'm too ego to steal, and share.

Yeah, I might have steal or done those, but still I'm too ego to admit.
Egoism does complicate life.

Fourth war, Ceasar lose again.

Blank and empty, I'm quite upset of what I've seen just now, my result, and it's still the same old number. I still can't accept the result, I deserve more than this. I already give my best. Seriously, I already give it all.

"Maybe you should work harder next semester?"
"Sem depan ada lagi."
"Ok lah tu"

Stabbing phrases. Last semester is the hardest, if i go harder, I'll end up at mental clinic. Reducing my 2 hours sleep to an hour of sleep is impossible. Now i blamed "luck".

1000

Sometime we can't trust numbers, or words. We trust what we see.


Finally the number reached 1000, i mean the page view. Maybe half of it are from my clicks.

Blame.

Sometime we hoping that they are not exist. But everythings happen for a reason. Is it?

6 hours and 30 minutes.

'Time left : 6 hour and 30 minutes', i do this every night, set my handphone alarm. It really different compared to month ago, which it appeared 'Time left : 2 hours and 05 minutes'.

It's like a daily reminder for me to appreciate the holiday.

Not interesting at all.

My life are so not interesting, yup, i living a boring life. Maybe it just my life was too easy. I'll eat when i want to, sleep when i sleepy. It just too predictable. Soon I'll end up dead rusted, uninspired. Perhaps I should increase the difficulty of all these thing, so later i will have some story to share with the next generation.

Necessary Sacrifice might not worth it.

Waiting my workplace to be open, sitting next to a friend, on the waiting bench at a walkway.

"Kau tidak pernah plan kah, buka bisnes kah, apa kah, bla bla bla..." I break the silence.

"Em, bukan tidak pernah, tapi cuma aku rasa masih terlalu awal" He replied.

What? he's 36, and has never planned seriously on life. I was shocked. Maybe it's just me, just too serious in planning for my future. I've lost a lot of thing, just for that purpose. Yeah maybe it's a part of necessary sacrifice, but I'm losing a lot of thing, that made me remain nothing.

Coca cola Mustahil

Tuhau. Jeruk yang popular dikalangan orang dusun. Apa rasa dia kalau dijadikan perisa Coca-cola? Yak.

Cari apa yang aneh pada photo ini.

As usual, i look up at my photo album and do some photo editing, and i've choose a photo that i thought 'ok-lah'. But I'm so pissed off when there's a thing that spoiled the entire photo.

Look closely at the photo, do you spot anything that could kill the entire photo?

Are you sure?

Tidak patut anda berbuat sedemikian di khalayak ramai...

My day need a thrill, so i realize that im alive.

I'm write on my phone. Writing using phone makes me looks normal than writing on notepad. Well, something inspired me yesterday, i saw my idol blogger sitting alone and passionly typing, he's a great writer with a great thought. Yes, i am an ordinary people who need a great idol to keep the spirit of living. Okay, the next one is different story.

These is my workspace

This picture capture from bus. Some citizen love montoku, and they even put the bottle everywhere.Some people don't afraid of everyday thrills, because it's just worth to feed they children.


As a working class loser, everyday i going to work by mini bus, while other have thier own car. Stop at the bus station, and walk. I had to walk quite a distance, before reaching my seat at the workplace. I tried change the 'tempo'. I decide to stop at another station, that i thought it might nearer, on the halfway, i realise that i was stupid, but i still have to walk. Why is everything that look easier always more difficult?