Sunday, May 06, 2007

My Idol In Uni

I met a senior of mine online. Someone that I admired from Uni. He is such a noble and caring person that I always tell myself if I have the chance, I want to do just like what he did. The patience that he shown for the animals is no lesser than any of the animal lovers you see in Animal Planet.

It was indeed an honour for me to have met him. I was so excited, as if some idol-crazed boy met the idol of his life. Haha. It was funny but I was glad.

Thursday, January 11, 2007

Malaysia Boleh? Malaysia Bodoh?

I came across this article from a friend and I must say I agreed with the author. I'm posting the article here just to share with you my friends and you judge for yourselves whether it's Malaysia Boleh or Malaysia Bodoh!

"While Malaysia fiddles, its opportunities are running dry" by Michael Backman

Malaysia's been at it again, arguing about what proportion of the economy each of its two main races - the Malays and the Chinese - owns. It's an arguement that's been running for 40 years. That wealth and race are not synonymous is important for national cohesion, but really it's time Malaysia grew up.

It's a tough world out there and there can be little sympathy for a country that prefers to argue about how to divide wealth rather than get on with the job of creating it.

The long-held aim is for 30 per cent of corporate equity to be in Malay hands, but the figure that the Government uses to justify handing over huge swathes of public companies to Malays but not to other races is absurd. It bases its figure on equity valued, not at market value, but at par value.

Many shares have a par value of say $1 but a market value of $12. And so the Government figure (18.9 percent is the most recent figure) is a gross underestimate. Last month a paper by a researcher at a local think-tank came up with a figure of 45 per cent based on actual stock prices. All hell broke loose. The paper was withdrawn and the researcher resigned in protest. Part of the problem is that he is Chinese.

"Malaysia boleh!" is Malaysia's national catch cry. It translates to "Malaysia can!" and Malaysia certainly can. Few countries are as good at wasting money. It is richly endowed with natural resources and the national obsession seems to be to extract these, sell them off and then collectively spray the proceeds up against the wall.

This all happens in the context of Malaysia's grossly inflated sense of its place in the world.

Most Malaysians are convinced that the eyes of the world are on their country and that their leaders are world figures. This is thanks to Malaysia's tame media and the bravado of former prime minister Mahathir Mohammad. The truth is, few people on the streets of London or New York could point to Malaysia on a map much less name its prime minister or capital city.

As if to make this point, a recent episode of The Simpsons features a newsreader trying to announce that a tidal wave had hit some place called Kuala Lumpur. He couldn't pronounce the city's name and so made up one, as if no-one cared anyway. But the joke was on the script writes - Kuala Lumpur is inland.

Petronas, the national oil company is well runm particularly when compared to the disaster that passes for a national oil company in neighbouring Indonesia. But in some respects, this is Malaysia's problem. The very success of Petronas means that it is used to inderwrite all manner of excess.

The KLCC development in central Kuala Lumpur ia an example. It includes the Twin Towers, the tallest buildings in the world when they were built, which was their point.

It certainly wasn't that there was an office shortage in Kuala Lumpur - there wasn't.

Malaysians are very proud of these towers. Goodness knows why. They had little to do with them. The money for them came out of the ground and the engineering was contracted out to South Korean companies.

They don't even run the shopping centre that's beneath them. That's handled by Australia's Westfield.

Next year, a Malaysian astronaunt will go into space abroad a Russian rocket - the first Malay in space. And the cost? RM95 million (A$34.4 million), to be footed by Malaysian tax-payers. Teh Science and Technology Minister has said that a moon landing in 2020 is the next target, abroad a US flight. There's no indication of what the Americans will charge for this, assuming there's even a chance that they will consider it. But what Malaysia getting by using the space programs of others as taxi services? There are no obvious technical benefits, but no doubt Malaysians will be told once again, that they are "boleh". The trouble is, they're not. It's not their space program.

Back in July, the Government announced that it would spend RM490 million on a sports complax near the London Olympics site so that Malaysian athletes can train there and "get used to cold weather".

But the summer Olympics are held in the summer.

So what is the complex's real purpose? The dozens of goodwill missions by ministers and bureaucrats to London to check on the centre's construction and then on the athletes while they train might provide a clue.

Bank bale outs, a formula one racing track, an entire new capital city - Petronas has paid for them all. It's been an orgy of nonsense that Malaysia can ill afford.

Why? Because Malaysia's oil will run out in about 19 years. As it is, Malaysia will become a net oil importer in 2011 - that's just five years away.

So it's in their context that the latest debate about race adn wealth is so sad.

It is time to move on, time to prepare the economy for life after oil. But, like Nero fiddling while Rome burned, the Malaysian Government is more interested in stunts like sneding a Malaysian into space when Malaysia's inadequate schoolds could have done with the cash, and arguing about wealth distribution using transparently ridiculous statistics.

That's not Malaysia "boleh", that's Malaysia "bodoh" (stupid).

~ Posted on Wednesday, November 15th, 2006

Having finish reading this article, I realised that I was once fallen into the myth of "Malaysia boleh". The question that I have been asking myself - "Is Malaysia really boleh?"

If Malaysia really iboleh, then why should we be using Russian rocket to send our astronaunt to the space? If Malaysia boleh, then why should we be using American's space program to land on moon by year 2020? Why can't we develop our own rocket to carry our own astronaunt, why can't we develop our own made-in-Malaysia's space program, afterall that's the slogan that our Government has been proudly crying out loud on every occasion that they could find possible.

When this article was published, it indeed stirred controversies and created a havoc for our ministers and societies. Some even openly critcized the author for making nonsense accusations on our economy policies. Now, let us just take a few steps back!

Before we defense ourselves, is Michael right about the things he wrote? That our Government is wasting the tax-payers money on matters that are not necessary to our people? That our Government is blindy aftering fame and famous that they have forgotten their mission in developing the basic foundation of become a great nation?

Michael's article set us to think deeper than what we read on newspapers and see in the television.

The question remains "Is Malaysia Boleh?" or "Is Malaysia Bodoh?"

Wednesday, September 20, 2006

Some nice photos from National Geographic


Sick Day!

Damn,
I'm sick today.
I'm not sure it's food poisoning
Though I have been running to the toilet countless of time since yesterday.
I don't think it's food poisoning
Then again,
I could be wrong.
I'm so weak now,
Troubled with the fever I'm having.
I wanted to go home,
But there are so much works to do.
I wanna go home!

Tuesday, September 19, 2006

Abandoned Puppies


I went to my senior's clinic on one Saturday just to find that she was turning into a zombie. She has been overworked and looked so horrible and this time, I can clearly see her heavy puffy eyebags hanging below her lower eyelids. I asked her what happened and she just pointed to the treatment area. Curiously, I went to open the door tp the treatment area and "ta..da..", I saw a box of abandoned puppies. It was really a box of puppies, guys.

10 puppies were abandoned in front of her clinic one fine evening and she had to take in the puppies, just because she is a vet. Her clinic was full-housed with boarding animals as well as animals came for treatment. Poor thing! Since all these puppies were just 3 weeks old, a lot of nurturing needed to be done. All they ever done were EAT and SHIT and PEE!

Sadly, one puppy died and now we only have 9 puppies left to be adopted. They are so cute and cuddly but unfortunately, they are mongrels. Mongrels to human kind are equalvalent to RUBBISH! People are rearing pedigree just to show their social status, i.e. Poodle and ChiHuaHua for people comes from high-class society (e.g. Paris Hilton).

I always think that dogs are our companions. They are for us, the highly evolved primates, to care and to be cared for. Since when did they become accessories? God Knows!

Well, I just wanna know any kind-hearted human being out there in the world would like to adopt these cute little creatures, to give them love and a warm home, to watch them grow into healthy loving companions, regardless their breed!

Look at how cute they are!

Tuesday, August 15, 2006

Dogathon - landmines everywhere!

Dogathon turned 10 years old last Sunday. I was so proud for once being part of the event. No doubt, there were a lot of fun and beautiful moments from Dogathon, but we shall not forget some unforgetable "sweet" moments from it too. For example, my senior cum colleague. Picture speaks louder than words!

Patriotism? Insanity?

















National Day is round the corner, and government is urging fellow Malaysians to display flags to show their patriotism to the nation. Now, question is how to show patriotism? That's a very good question!

I ran into this guy whom Malaysian government would proudly declare as a patriot this morning on my way to work. I call him insane. Whether "patriot" or insane, this ape-evolved being should never let loose on the road.

My Bored Manager - Dr. J.



This is my manager, you can call him Dr. J (do not mistaken him for Miss J. from America's Next Top Model).

He is very bored and frustrated because his ice-aged desktop broke down this morning. He tried his very best to resuscitate his dearest computer but unfortunately, he still can't beat death. He can't do anything but to let go finally.

Poor J., I mean Dr. J., got so bored that he released his frustration on the antique keyboard. He pulled out every single buttons on the keyboard and searched for fallen eyelashes, and ask any one of us would want a eyelashes transplant.
That proved how boring he is! But I can't complain much, because he is arranging my outlook express now, for FOC! Hehe.

Wednesday, August 02, 2006

Rules of pooing at work

As much as we try to convince ourselves otherwise, the WORKPOO isinevitable. For those who hate pooing at work, following is the Survival Guide for taking a dump at work.

CROP DUSTING -- When farting, you walk briskly around the office so the smell is not in your area and everyone else gets a whiff but doesn't know where it came from. Be careful when you do this. Do not stop until the full fart has been expelled. Walk an extra 30 feet to make sure the smell has left your pants.

FLY BY -- The act of scouting out a bathroom before pooing. Walk in and check for other pooers. If there are others in the bathroom, leave and come back again. Be careful not to become a FREQUENT FLYER. People may become suspicious if they catch you constantly going into the bathroom.

ESCAPEE -- A fart that slips out while taking a leak at the urinal orforcing a poo in a cubicle. This is usually accompanied by a sudden wave of embarrassment. If you release an escapee, do not acknowledge it. Pretend it did not happen. If you are standing next to the farter in the urinal, pretend you did not hear it. No one likes an escapee. It is uncomfortable for all involved. Making a joke or laughing makes both parties feel uneasy.

JAILBREAK -- When forcing a poo, several farts slip out at a machine gun pace. This is usually a side effect of diarrhoea or a hangover. If this should happen, do not panic. Remain in the cubicle until everyone has left the bathroom to spare everyone the awkwardness of what just occurred.

COURTESY FLUSH -- The act of flushing the toilet the instant the poo hits the water. This reduces the amount of airtime the poo has to stink up the bathroom. This can help you avoid being caught doing the WALK OF SHAME.

WALK OF SHAME -- Walking from the cubicle, to the sink, to the door after you have just stunk up the bathroom. This can be a very uncomfortable moment if someone walks in and busts you. As with farts, it is best to pretend that the smell does not exist. Can be avoided with the use of the COURTESY FLUSH.

OUT OF THE CLOSET POOER -- A colleague who poos at work and is proud of it. You will often see an Out Of The Closet Pooer enter the bathroom with a newspaper or magazine under his or her arm. Always look around the office for the Out Of The Closet Pooer before entering the bathroom.

THE POOING FRIENDS NETWORK (P.F.N) -- A group of co-workers who band together to ensure emergency pooing goes off without incident. This group can help you to monitor the whereabouts of Out Of The Closet Pooers, and identify SAFE HAVENS.

SAFE HAVENS -- A seldom-used bathroom somewhere in the building where you can least expect visitors. Try floors that are predominantly of the opposite sex. This will reduce the odds of a pooer of your sex entering the bathroom.

TURD BURGLAR -- Someone who does not realise that you are in the cubicle and tries to force the door open. This is one of the most shocking and vulnerable moments that can occur when taking a poo at work. If this occurs, remain in the cubicle until the Turd Burglar leaves. This way you will avoid all uncomfortable eye contact.

CAMO-COUGH -- A phoney cough that alerts all new entrants into thebathroom that you are in a cubicle. This can be used to cover-up a WATERMELON, or to alert potential Turd Burglars. Very effective when used in conjunction with an ASTAIRE

ASTAIRE -- A subtle toe-tap that is used to alert potential Turd Burglarsthat you are occupying a cubicle. This will remove all doubt that the cubicle is occupied. If you hear an Astaire, leave the bathroom immediately so the pooer can poo in peace.

WATERMELON -- A poo that creates a loud splash when hitting the toilet water. This is also an embarrassing incident. If you feel a Watermelon coming on, create a diversion. See CAMO-COUGH.

HAVANAOMELET -- A case of diarrhoea that creates a series of loud splashes in the toilet water. Often accompanied by an Escapee. Try Using a Camo-Cough with an Astaire.

UNCLE TED -- A bathroom user who seems to linger around forever. Could spend extended lengths of time in front of the mirror or sitting on the pot. An Uncle Ted makes it difficult to relax while on the crapper, as you should always wait to poo when the bathroom is empty. This benefits you as well as the other bathroom attendees.

Friday, July 28, 2006

Thank God It's Friday!

It's Friday. It's Friday? Oh, thank God it's Friday. Friday is the day that I can relax and "liak jua" a little bit. Friday is the day I can get out from the office 1 hour earlier. Sounds pathetic, huh? Pleaselah, will you tell me that you don't like Friday? Everyone loves Friday. God has created Friday to save the human kind from a whole week of tireness and boredom at work. (As if my work is very tiring, but sometimes it can be bored.)