this blog is closing. i couldn't be fuck posting. hahaha... good bye, fare well and fuck u very much.

hangat hangat tahi ayam

hahaha...talk about discipline....damn...took me a while til i realize i haven't been posting...shite...oh well, here goes. a recap of my whole week, we shall begin from where i left off:-

friday 8/7/05: Afterglow presents BAXX!!! wicked party, albeit the authorities shutting it down a lil bit earlier than it was suppose to end. 1 hour to be precise. party started rather slow actually, crowd picking up slightly after 12. FORUM's pretty cool. high ceilings, spacious, altho i'd prefer a flat club. FORUM's rather clustered with sofa seatings and table all over the place. and there's steps everywhere. and not to forget that awful dance stage/ platform, smack right in da middle. it's like a freaking catwalk. damn. music's sick from da start, with avx churning out classic anthem. dj xile took to the turntables after avx. good progression, excellent selection. this is when the crowd starts to fill up the venue, shufflers taking up the stage. next up, dj learn, heineken thirst malaysia finalist. cdj god. fucking hardstyle all the way. not to forget his mad cd scratching skills. and lastly came the BA boys, xt-acid vs didjital. and they started off well. the crowd was loving it! and they hit it off straight. phat thumping bassline, heavenly rhythmic melodies. all for a record time of 34 minutes. nyamagechaufahaimoumou. at exactly 0216 GMT+8, Dewan Bandaraya Kuala Lumpur came in to stop the party. sigh. and just when the organising residents are about to bring it a notch higher, they had to pull the plug. fuck man, fuck! oh well, overall it was a great event. CONGRATULATIONS to my homeboys ken and ball. so when's the next event?!?!

saturday 9/7/05: had to work, so i clocked in at around 10 am. had a couple of errands to run, some paperwork to finish up, met a client to collect a job. boring stuff. the day passed by quite slowly. met yimun for dinner, then we went to Poppy/Passion. not too sure which is which. the place is nice, kinda classy, tho abit too crowded. why don't clubs here have a crowd control system? anyways it was a good nite out. met some old friends, some new friends. we were all kinda tipsy but it was all good. we got stuck in the club for a while cause it was raining quite heavily outside. was suppose to meet alan and kelvin over at zouk, but yeah, rain. sunday 10/7/05: slept thru the day, only waking up when the sun was going down. hahahaha... oh well... anyways, went out with yimun for dinner (breakfast) and picked up some stuff for her thing for her company dinner. they had to do a performance, so i helped out with their backdrop. ken and su en came by later. left around midnite, while they were still spraying the thing up. sorry bee! hahaha...

monday 11/7/05: monday sucks. i hate mondays. sigh... time seems to pass by even slower on mondays, don't u think?! mondays always seem to be so hectic. so how are u suppose to adjust to it after ur weekends?! fucken hell. ended my day with a game of futsal. passed out right after.

tuesday 12/7/05: tuesdays are slightly better than mondays. but it was still slow nonetheless. had a short meeting with the boss and the sales team. "sales ain't good. we're not meeting the sales target. we must work harder. try to get more new clients. try to cut down on our costs." the normal shit. havent been the most productive, me. sighhh... wednesday 13/7/05: mid-week... things seem to be picking up. managed to secure a couple of jobs. had a few meetings with clients. chances of getting the order is quite high. hahaha... i'm on a roll...

thurdays 14/7/05: wooooooo hooooooo... weekend's just around the corner. schedule for today's quite loose, so i paid a visit to my all workplace in mont kiara. i used to work in Jazzy Premiums when they were still in Phileo Damansara. they specialise to premium items and now they've also ventured into event organising. from Phileo to Plaza Mont Kiara, business must be good for them. hahaha... also met up with mike leong and aqmal for coffee at Plaza Damansara. then i'm off to another client's place at Sri Permaisuri. Scored another deal.

friday 15/7/05: hahahaha today's not too bad at all. woke up half an hour late tho. quite tight schedule. ran about town for abit. headed down to KL slightly after lunch. went back to the client from Sri Permaisuri to finalise some stuff. then i was free for the day. went over to alan's place. met him and kelvin, chill out abit in his office. alan's a friend i met while i was in melbourne. a great guy, but he's a typical CHINAMAN! hahahaha, u see, alan's a used car salesman. now i'm not stereotyping, but if u do know alan, u'll know what i'm talking about. hahahaha... later we went to pick up kelvin's new bug-eyed subaru impreza MY01 in sunway. he sent his car for repaint. nice. how'd i wish i could afford a car like that. the sound of a subie boxer engine, purring. mmmmm... after that, we went to Hakka Restaurant in KL. had our dinner at around 10. gawd damn. time flies by when u're just chilling. hahaha... we all went home straight after dinner. quiet friday nite for me! tim did call to ask us to go down to atmosphere. but NO! coz mr. boon has to work tomorrow. damn...

now as u can see... my weekdays are kinda boring. there's nothing much for me to post up. so u cant really blame me!! hahaha... alrite, i'll try to post more often... now that i've got one more extra person visiting this lame ass blog of mine!!! shit...hahahaha... well i'm gonna sign off now... tomorrow will be another slow weekend for me! unless something comes up... ho ho ho hooooo...

wooooooooo hooooooooo hooooooooooo... it's friday, party people!!! therefore, i'm goin to take it slow at work today. no rushing things, no jamming up the day, no overloading my paperwork, no crazy schedule. and most importantly, NO IDIOTIC CLIENTS!!! cause nothing can ruin your day as long as u stay away from stupid people. and i will not even talk about them to spoil my day. wooooooo hoooooooo hoooooooo friday friday... hmmmmm... let's look at today itinerary:-

1) pot in office as long as i can...probably the whole morning...

2) lunch appointment with a client...i thinking penang curry fish head...mmmmm...

3) i've got a couple of meetings with clients lined up.

4) meeting a supplier to discuss on some jobs. then, i guess that wraps up all the work i need to do today.

5) might be meeting up a friend for "one of the best hokkien mee in klang valley" according to her. must check it out myself.

6) meet up with my other half, if she finishes early. she's been working late every night since tuesday. hope she gets off early tonight.

then to end the day...afterglow presents BAXX @ Forum, Hartamas...the Bass Agents will be churning out tunes after tunes of hard pumping bass with heavenly melodies... together with them will be DJ Xile of Groove Syndicate and Malaysia Heineken Thirst 2005 Finalist, DJ Learn. come support your local hard trance DJs. for more info check out http://www.bassagents.com

just got back from futsal. it's so fucking HAZY. Malaysian air isn't clean anymore. maybe i should open up an AIR bar, where u actually serve customers tanks of clean O2s for those who wants to regenerate their lungs, and for those who wants to get high, we'll open up a side room where u can inhale NOS...hahahahaha...shiet...anyways, ain't got much to blog. so i guess i'll just put up this article (more like a speech) i received in my inbox the other day. quite an interesting read. very inspirational (for people like me who didn't graduate...we still can make it!!! hahaha...)

'You've got to find what you love,' Jobs says

This is the text of the Commencement address by Steve Jobs, CEO of Apple Computer and of Pixar Animation Studios, delivered on June 12, 2005.

I am honored to be with you today at your commencement from one of the finest universities in the world. I never graduated from college. Truth be told, this is the closest I've ever gotten to a college graduation. Today I want to tell you three stories from my life. That's it. No big deal. Just three stories.

The first story is about connecting the dots.

I dropped out of Reed College after the first 6 months, but then stayed around as a drop-in for another 18 months or so before I really quit. So why did I drop out?

It started before I was born. My biological mother was a young, unwed college graduate student, and she decided to put me up for adoption. She felt very strongly that I should be adopted by college graduates, so everything was all set for me to be adopted at birth by a lawyer and his wife. Except that when I popped out they decided at the last minute that they really wanted a girl. So my parents, who were on a waiting list, got a call in the middle of the night asking: "We have an unexpected baby boy; do you want him?" They said: "Of course." My biological mother later found out that my mother had never graduated from college and that my father had never graduated from high school. She refused to sign the final adoption papers. She only relented a few months later when my parents promised that I would someday go to college.

And 17 years later I did go to college. But I naively chose a college that was almost as expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class parents' savings were being spent on my college tuition. After six months, I couldn't see the value in it. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life and no idea how college was going to help me figure it out. And here I was spending all of the money my parents had saved their entire life. So I decided to drop out and trust that it would all work out OK. It was pretty scary at the time, but looking back it was one of the best decisions I ever made. The minute I dropped out I could stop taking the required classes that didn't interest me, and begin dropping in on the ones that looked interesting.

It wasn't all romantic. I didn't have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends' rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5¢ deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the 7 miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it. And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on. Let me give you one example:

Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction in the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every drawer, was beautifully hand calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and didn't have to take the normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy class to learn how to do this. I learned about serif and san serif typefaces, about varying the amount of space between different letter combinations, about what makes great typography great. It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science can't capture, and I found it fascinating.

None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But ten years later, when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came back to me. And we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first computer with beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts. And since Windows just copied the Mac, its likely that no personal computer would have them. If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on this calligraphy class, and personal computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do. Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college. But it was very, very clear looking backwards ten years later.

Again, you can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something - your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life.

My second story is about love and loss.

I was lucky – I found what I loved to do early in life. Woz and I started Apple in my parents garage when I was 20. We worked hard, and in 10 years Apple had grown from just the two of us in a garage into a $2 billion company with over 4000 employees. We had just released our finest creation - the Macintosh - a year earlier, and I had just turned 30. And then I got fired. How can you get fired from a company you started? Well, as Apple grew we hired someone who I thought was very talented to run the company with me, and for the first year or so things went well. But then our visions of the future began to diverge and eventually we had a falling out. When we did, our Board of Directors sided with him. So at 30 I was out. And very publicly out. What had been the focus of my entire adult life was gone, and it was devastating.

I really didn't know what to do for a few months. I felt that I had let the previous generation of entrepreneurs down - that I had dropped the baton as it was being passed to me. I met with David Packard and Bob Noyce and tried to apologize for screwing up so badly. I was a very public failure, and I even thought about running away from the valley. But something slowly began to dawn on me – I still loved what I did. The turn of events at Apple had not changed that one bit. I had been rejected, but I was still in love. And so I decided to start over.

I didn't see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. The heaviness of being successful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner again, less sure about everything. It freed me to enter one of the most creative periods of my life.

During the next five years, I started a company named NeXT, another company named Pixar, and fell in love with an amazing woman who would become my wife. Pixar went on to create the worlds first computer animated feature film, Toy Story, and is now the most successful animation studio in the world. In a remarkable turn of events, Apple bought NeXT, I retuned to Apple, and the technology we developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple's current renaissance. And Laurene and I have a wonderful family together.

I'm pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn't been fired from Apple. It was awful tasting medicine, but I guess the patient needed it. Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don't lose faith. I'm convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You've got to find what you love. And that is as true for your work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don't settle.

My third story is about death.

When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: "If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right." It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: "If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?" And whenever the answer has been "No" for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.

Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important tool I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything – all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.

About a year ago I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the morning, and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn't even know what a pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type of cancer that is incurable, and that I should expect to live no longer than three to six months. My doctor advised me to go home and get my affairs in order, which is doctor's code for prepare to die. It means to try to tell your kids everything you thought you'd have the next 10 years to tell them in just a few months. It means to make sure everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible for your family. It means to say your goodbyes.

I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy, where they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach and into my intestines, put a needle into my pancreas and got a few cells from the tumor. I was sedated, but my wife, who was there, told me that when they viewed the cells under a microscope the doctors started crying because it turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable with surgery. I had the surgery and I'm fine now.

This was the closest I've been to facing death, and I hope its the closest I get for a few more decades. Having lived through it, I can now say this to you with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual concept:

No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.

Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma - which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of other's opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.

When I was young, there was an amazing publication called The Whole Earth Catalog, which was one of the bibles of my generation. It was created by a fellow named Stewart Brand not far from here in Menlo Park, and he brought it to life with his poetic touch. This was in the late 1960's, before personal computers and desktop publishing, so it was all made with typewriters, scissors, and polaroid cameras. It was sort of like Google in paperback form, 35 years before Google came along: it was idealistic, and overflowing with neat tools and great notions.

Stewart and his team put out several issues of The Whole Earth Catalog, and then when it had run its course, they put out a final issue. It was the mid-1970s, and I was your age. On the back cover of their final issue was a photograph of an early morning country road, the kind you might find yourself hitchhiking on if you were so adventurous. Beneath it were the words: "Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish." It was their farewell message as they signed off. Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. And I have always wished that for myself. And now, as you graduate to begin anew, I wish that for you.

Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.

Thank you all very much.

i'm still having trouble trying to find the button or whatever to put a title on top of each one of my posts. how the fuck do u do it? kanineh. this sucks. my 16 year old sister has a way cooler blog than me. tho most of her posts are on teen idols, superstar rappers (she's currently in the JIN da MC phase) and who's being a bitch in school, it's filled with moving pictures, a selection of fonts in one same layout (a typographer's nightmare), background music, the whole circus. mine sucks. i knew i should've done multimedia design instead of graphic design. hahaha not that it will change anything, i'm not much of a designer myself. or maybe at least pick up some web-designing skills from some friends. sheessshhhhh...oh well fuck it. i have more important things to do besides setting up a stupid blog. gotta go trim my goatee...



magechaufahai... it seems that now i can't post up pictures as well. fucken hell.



now i've got time to trim my goatee... and shave my head!!!

i just want to post a conversation i had with a friend on msn yesterday, when we had nothing else to do. it was almost six u see (we work till 6) so we had some spare time to just talk cock. seriously, it has more cock than colonel sanders can chew. anybody that had join us halfway wouldn't understand a single thing. thinking about it now still makes me laugh. that tim. he's one funny cunt. he's a junior of mine when we were in secondary school. never really talk then. heck i doubt he knew i existed. anyways, we became friends when i went to melbourne a couple of years ago (was suppose to further my studies, but it turned out to be one LONG holiday...we'll save that for later). so well, yea...below is part of our conversation...hahaha enjoyyyyy...

Phil McRoch : ei there's a CK jeans sales coming up...

Heywood Jablome : CibaiKia Jeans?!

Phil McRoch : no... it's Chow Kit Jeans

Heywood Jablome : oops... must have been buyin fake ones all this while... mine says calvin klien

Phil McRoch : confirm fake la....everyone knows it's ChowKit... they even haf a street named after ChowKit in da heart of KL

Heywood Jablome : no shit

Phil McRoch : i kid u not

Heywood Jablome : Jalan CK.. what next...CK underwear?....hahahaha
Heywood Jablome : who the hell would buy branded underwear

Phil McRoch : hahhhh i dunno man... like as if they will get a celebrity to endorse it..."wooooo kermit wears those..."

Heywood Jablome : imagine men wearing underwear with another mans name on it... would u wear underwear with my name on it?! or maybe Phil McRoch Intimates.

Phil McRoch : wat they gonna think of next?!?! put an animal on it?!?! imagine wearing "crocodile briefs"...

Heywood Jablome : hhahahahaa...... people nowadays....so materialistic....every piece of clothing has to have a brand on it.....
Heywood Jablome : next thing u know ..... they would have created movin pictures displayed in a box..available in every home...

Phil McRoch : wat?!?!.....as if gramophone isnt enuff to cause a racket?!?!

Heywood Jablome : ...ya man.. the devils tool... that gramaphone... scares me half to death what these young uns listen to these days..... Bach is the devil.. and that Beethoven that's just another name for beelzebub

Phil McRoch : and haf u seen dat mozart fella?!?!...he looks like da devil himself...with his crazy hair and all..... and how can beethoven make music when he's DEAF?!?!?! must be da devil in his head!!!

Heywood Jablome : He's the devil...... i reckon if u play his music backwards .. all ye'll get is somethin like " Im the fuckin devil dammit...fuck britney..." Heywood Jablome : be afraid.. be very afraid

Phil McRoch : they're brainwashing da minds of kids these days...

then it hits 6pm. your brain automatically shuts down every system that has anything to do with work, u don't need a fuckin watch to tell u that!!! this is also when our conversation turns from plain rubbish to verbal abuses. see, when it reaches 6, one part of your brain shuts down but it triggers the startup of another, THE DARK SIDE!!! huahuahuahuahua...

Heywood Jablome : haha..... lak tiam liao... chao lo........pang kang!!! woohooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo... transform.........chechooochochochehche

Phil McRoch : autobots...roll out... oh i read outpostnine.com... he wrote about transformers...quite a good read...

Heywood Jablome : any pics of ME FUCKING YOUR MUM IN THE ASS?

Phil McRoch : unfortunately not...but there's a pic of YOUR SISTER GIVING ME HEAD!

Heywood Jablome : Good God your moms got a mouth like hoover

Phil McRoch : at least she aint got fanny's so big it can fit a family of 6

Heywood Jablome : eh i ciao first....... talkin about your mum has made me all sweaty and shit.... your mamma has a face only a mother gorilla could love

Phil McRoch : and ur dad's dat mother gorilla...

Heywood Jablome : your mums ugly but at least shes cheap... "two dorrer sucky sucky... me can love you long time.."

Phil McRoch : u're mom comes with an easy payment plan of RM3.99 a month for half a month.... and if u call within da next minute...we'll throw in both of ur retarded sisters in, absolutely no charge!

hahahahaha...u've gotta love tim. he's got the weirdest stories to tell. and this is when he's SOBER! wait till u see him drug fucked. hahahaha... he'll put on a british accent and acts like a spastic monkey! well that's all for today. tune in again tomorrow for more "FUCKING YOUR MUM IN THE ASS" show...same time, same channel...

oh, for those who'd like to know where did "ME FUCKING YOUR MUM IN THE ASS" came from, check out jay pinkerton's ORIGIN OF SUPERMAN...hahaha...



fuck i'm lame...sigh...

hahahah...how about that?! i've finally added myself to the statistics. i've jump on the bandwagon, really curious to find out what the whole deal is about. i'm part of this (not quite new) phenomenon. i am now... a proud owner of one of 4.12 million blogs in the world wide web. hahaha...but who the fuck cares. it's 1 in 4.12 MILLION!!! fuck it. it's just a place for me to rant about my boring everyday life and to (hopefully) improve my english. it's getting from bad to worse. sigh...gotta cut down on the drugs.

hahaha...a research company estimated that 66% - 2.72 million - of the blogs haven't been updated in two months and that 1.09 million blogs haven't been updated since the first day. The average duration for an abandoned blog was 126 days. let's hope i can outlast the dreaded 126 days, hahaha... we'll see how it goes.

well, gonna give meself a few days to get accustomed to this damn thing. gotta learn how to insert some pictures, link some friends, stuff like that. i actually wanted to start a photolog but the camera's not around. so yeah, words will have to do for now. hey how do u put a title before each postings?!?! i can't seem to find the right button for it. damn, this is all too new... and typing in 'perfect' english is taking forever. hahaha...will continue later... probably in casual 'Mang-lish'...it'll be more "ME"!!! huahuahuahua... later, fuckers...