Showing posts with label Observe-and-Report. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Observe-and-Report. Show all posts

Saturday, September 4, 2010

Speaking Of

If you want to learn English, to speak confidently, learn from me.


Because I don't teach for the importance of the language, I teach for the disadvantage you get for not mastering it.


Bahasa Melayu is for maintaining a living, English is for getting a living. Both are equally important if you ask me.


And hey, ignore my first sentence. You won't learn anything from me. But you roughly see my point, don't you?


Sunday, July 25, 2010

Breed And Get Drunk

I am not a fan of midnight movie, though sometimes I like the idea of going for movies during wee hours. Since I am a young adult, and my obligation is restricted only to myself, plus I am single, no kids in tow, well basically, I risk only myself, so I see little reason to restrict my occasional or perhaps rare midnight movie treats. At some point of time.


But it bugs me whenever I see young families (obviously with kids) catching midnight movies. It bugs me a lot. Because I feel sorry for the kids, when they are supposed to be sleeping soundly at home, their young parents drag them to watch some movies, jeopardising everyone's safety.


I get it, midnight movies are fun to watch, the outing can be romantic and yada yada, but be very careful. You are distrupting your children's biological clock, distrupting their routine. It bothers me how some parents can be so ignorant, so senseless, yet they breed like mosquitoes.


It is like you possess a fancy toy, without having any clue on how to operate it.


You can mess with toy, any toy.

Problem is, you cannot mess with your kids, what's more with their lives.

Grow up. Don't breed if you clearly are not equipped enough.


Friday, July 16, 2010

Next Mission

For the past few weeks, I've been crazy about traveling to India. For real. After the last trip to Indonesia, where I had the chance to blend in with her people, hop on hop off every means of public transportation there, get my hands dirty, no luxury no easy peasy relaxing kind of holiday, I think I'm ready for India.


Indonesia was a good experience, a hard country to live in and to survive. But India, I bet it will be tougher over there. Luckily people there are known to be good English speakers, spare me the trouble to learn Hindi. Heh.


What makes me wanting to travel to India is because of the hard life there. Despite her ever-growing economy, India is generally a poor country, largely due to the high population. And high population contributes to big status gap, which leads to well, ladies and gentlemen, different lifestyles and cultures.


I am very confident I will learn a lot from India. All I need now is some travel companions, who do no mind getting their hands dirty.


Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Access Card

The problem with staying in apartment/condo units is this.

Sometimes, the management of the said apartment/condo is a joke, when it is supposed to act on behalf of tenants and owners.


I just lost the access card to enter the apartment complex where I'm living. So, I went to the management office to get a new one. An officer there asked me whether I really wanted to replace a new one, since the cost of replacing it was expensive. Upon hearing his question, I replied with another question. I asked for any alternative move he could recommend.


He recommended me to really dig hard, to find the missing card. And I asked further;

W: While trying my hardest to find the card, in the mean time can I pass the entrance without having any problem with the security guard?

O: No you can't.

W: But I have the apartment sticker on my car. In having that, it shows I really do live here, right?

O: True. But still, it is important to have the access card to gain entrance.

W: What if the access card fell into someone's hand, someone random, he could just gain entrance without any hassle. Am I correct?

O: Yes. But the guard would need some verification that he was living here.

W: Okay, back to my earlier question, you are against me replacing the card, but if I don't have one, I will not get access to my own, I repeat, my own apartment, although I have a car sticker proving I live here. Where some stranger who doesn't live here can gain entrance just because he has the access card. Tell me, doesn't you think the system is somewhat funny?

O: I agree with you. But nothing I can do. I'm only following order.

W: So I want to get a new card now.

O: Sure? Or you want to search for it again?

W: Mr, I don't have time to play search-and-found. It may take days, or I may never find it. In the mean time, are you suggesting me to park my card outside the complex? Because no, I don't find that idea is brilliant. Because of your new rule of 'one house, one access card', I think all of the tenants here will be fighting to death to get parking space outside. So yeah, I need a new card. And by the way, I also need a second card, because in my unit, we have 2 cars.

O: Currently the rule is 'one house, one access card'.

W: I get it. But I bought this house. Not rent. I bought it. How can the management deny us, the owners a second card? Again, the system is truly funny. I can't believe now you are restricting us with the new policy, one house one car.


To sum this up, simply say, I'm so going to the AGM this coming 18th.


Saturday, July 3, 2010

Turn-Offs


Dulu, waktu zaman umur belasan tahun, ketika naif bercinta dengan kekasih tidak kacak, dia sebenarnya banyak membuatkan I rasa insecure dengan diri sendiri. Dia pernah label I tak elegen, stail tak berapa chic, kiranya tak berapa pandai nak melawa lah. I paling ingat part yang dia kata taste I tak elegen tu lah.


Tapi I redha saja. Sayang punya pasal. Mungkin juga bodoh punya pasal. Nak dijadikan cerita, hubungan kami tak lama atas sebab kecurangan dia. Baru-baru ni, dia sudah berkahwin. Bila difikir-fikir balik cerita kami dulu, I nak tergelak. Lagi-lagi bila I fikirkan stail isteri dia sekarang. Erm, probably definisi elegen bagi bekas kekasih I ni agak berlainan dengan definisi kamus universal. Entah, yang penting I nak tergelak juga lah bila rewind balik cerita lama.


I juga perasan yang kita ni selalu banyak angan-angan tentang pasangan idaman. Untuk lelaki, bakal pasangan dia mestilah cun, putih melepak, lemah lembut dan yada yada. Kalau perempuan, bakal pasangan dia mesti muka macam Korea, paling cikai pun ala-ala Aril AF ke, apa ke. More or less.


Jadi, mari I list down kan senarai jenis-jenis lelaki yang I tak berapa gemar nak kenal atau berdamping dengan (yes, I love direct English translation, sounds awkward macam haram). But at some point of time, I selalu saja tersepit dengan lelaki sebegini, sama ada mereka berada dalam kalangan kawan-kawan rapat I atau pun entah macam mana I pernah sangkut perasaan sama mereka.


1) Jenis yang pantang nampak cermin.

Yang ini memang a definite turn off. Kalau kau bersiap hanya ambil masa 10 minit, lelaki macam ni akan ambil masa setengah jam. Setiap kali melintasi kawasan yang ada cermin, let say, shopping stores yang berpintu cermin, setiap kali itu lah dia akan tengok diri sendiri dalam cermin, nak make sure rambut cacak dia tak jatuh.


2) Jenis yang berkira, dengan kekasih sendiri pula tu.

Kalau keluar bercanda, mesti ada sistem giliran siapa yang bayar. Hari ni dia bayar, hari esok kau bayar. Kalau perempuan tu jenis yang tak kisah, tak apa juga. Dapat pula kalau I ada kekasih macam ni, memang tak bertahan lama lah. Alasan biasa lelaki macam ni; i) I kan study lagi, ii) I masih di bawah tanggungan mak ayah.

Bagi I, mudah saja. Kalau dah tahu tak mampu untuk support perempuan, kau jangan gatal nak pasang kekasih. Kalau dari bercinta lagi dah berkira soal siapa belanja siapa, nanti kalau dah kahwin, tak mustahil isu duit akan berbangkit. Kalau bab keluar duit belanja, kena sama-sama kerjasama, tapi kalau bab ketua keluarga dan buat keputusan, bukan main lagi defend hak sebagai lelaki. Sebab itu juga I tak pernah keluar dengan lelaki yang bukan financially independent.


3) Jenis yang emosi.

Maksudnya di sini adalah lelaki yang tak segan-segan menangis atas whatsoever reasons pun. Juga tak segan-segan asyik nak merajuk. Ada perempuan yang suka lelaki sebegini. Lelaki jenis sensitif, bilang mereka. I anggukkan saja.


4) Jenis yang tak kisah adik-beradik.

Abang I jatuh dalam kategori ni. So kesimpulannya, sangat tak menarik. Atau lebih tepat lagi, lelaki selfish.


5) Jenis yang perasan hot dudes.

Perempuan memang suka pandang lelaki ___ /____ /___ (isi tempat kosong), mudah saja fall for these kind of dudes. Tapi in the long run, kalau criterion/ria ini saja yang kau ada, anggap saja hubungan ini tak kekal lama. Sebab lelaki yang suka perasan-perasan ni, biasanya agak vain juga. Dan selalu merasakan diri mereka diperhatikan, dan selalu juga terasa diri dia mysterious. Cet!


6) Jenis yang pakai skinny pants.

Insya Allah sampai bila-bila I tak boleh terima lelaki ber-skinny pants. To me, skinny pants are meant for girls. Sebab I tak berselera melihat bentuk kaki lelaki melalui seluar ketat dia, walaupun seseksi mana pun kaki dia. Lain lah kalau bentuk kaki tanpa seluar. Eh.

Lelaki kategori ini juga mendapat kurang markah kemaskuliniti. Tak mustahil juga mereka ada tendency untuk termasuk dalam kategori nombor (1).


7) Jenis yang tinggi sangat perjuangan school pride dia.

Selalunya lelaki berumur 20-an berada dalam kategori ini. Apa-apa hal, sekolah dia paling bagus. Kalau bump into sorang lelaki dari sekolah rivals, kemudian duduk satu meja, habis dikupas semula sejarah sukan ragbi sekolah aku lagi bagus dari sekolah kau, budak sekolah aku lagi samseng dari sekolah kau.

Balik-balik membebel pasal memori manis zaman sekolah. Padahal kau ni dah tua bangka, pasal karier kau yang tunggang langgang, kau tak ambil pusing sangat. Yang past tense tu lah kau asyik ulang-ulang. Dah macam peminat Liverpool. Err, mungkin juga kau peminat tegar Liverpool kan.


8) Jenis yang know-it-all. Kononnya lah.

Kalau dia ada masalah, kau tak payah campur tangan. Kiranya dia boleh handle semua. Lelaki kan, mesti kena handle masalah sendiri. Nak dibuatkan cerita, dah cuba macam mana pun, masih tak boleh settle, lagi tersungkur lagi ada. Tapi tak nak mengaku kalah, tak boleh jatuh ego. Dia diam saja masalah dia sampai melarat. Dan kau yang rapat dengan dia harus lah tak tahu menahu tentang kewujudan masalah dia.

Kemudian, tup tup dia kata dia dah termakan budi dengan orang lain. Maka terpaksa lepaskan kau. Padahal, dia tak pernah bagi kau ruang untuk bantu. Jadi pesan I, kau berambus saja. Lelaki jenis macam ni memang banyak betul inferiority complex tersembunyi dia. Sebab tu I suka lelaki yang banyak tanya. Biar nampak tolol, tapi bukan tunjuk pandai yang bangang. Tak tahu, buat cara tak tahu.


9) Jenis yang tegur/kutuk perempuan terang-terang sampai menusuk kalbu tanpa belas kasihan.

Lelaki yang rasa dia jauh lebih bagus, lebih holy, lebih lengkap, lebih superior. Need further explanation?


10) Jenis yang 'Drogba tu belajar dengan aku', 'Fabregas tu biasa-biasa je sebenarnya'.

Ini kes bila lelaki terlalu passionate dalam satu-satu bidang. Contoh obvious ialah minat bola. Kalau tengok bola, dia lah yang paling becok menyalahkan taktik formasi pengurus Chelsea, marahkan pemain pasukan lawan yang suka tackle kasar. Kemudian, sibuk bercerita zaman kegemilangan dia main bola sepak waktu tadika dulu, malangnya sekarang terpaksa bersara, disebabkan perut sudah tak mengizinkan.

Tengok bola senyap-senyap sudah.


11) Jenis yang merokok tak beradab.

Lelaki yang puffing mengikut arah angin sebenarnya agak biadap. Asap rokok secara automatiknya akan mematikan haruman perfume RM 250/100ml kau. Secara generalnya, I tak suka lelaki yang merokok tanpa minta kebenaran daripada orang sekeliling yang melepak sama dengan dia, dan jenis yang tak tahu nak agak arah tiupan angin. Nak merokok pun ada seni juga beb.



So far, itu saja yang boleh fikirkan.


Selain daripada #6, I pernah kenal dengan lelaki-lelaki dalam list ni. Nasib baik sekarang ni I sudah jarang bersosial sama lelaki, maka kurang sikit lah rasa turn off. Ngeh!


Thursday, July 1, 2010

Soul Maid

Recently when the issue of maids was brought up in newspapers time and time again, I almost said Oh-boy-here-we-go-again. One party was pro maid, whilst the other saw no reason for having one, or more.


One question was even raised, something sounds like 'is it so hard to lift your fingers and mop the floor?' To answer this, to me, personally, yes it is hard, missus. And I can give you hundred of illogical reasons to justify my stand, but these will only shower me with thousand of lame you're-lazy-bimbo accusations.


To be frank, to decide whether to hire a maid in your household or to just do your own chores is not an issue worth debating. In this hedonistic world, money rules. If you have the riches available, the decision is up to you. But if you lead a tight life, forget it. Break the sweat, tidy your place up yourself.


Other than cooking, I believe I am not that bad in doing house chores. So, in the near future, I don't see myself needing a maid. Simply because I'm not used to having one in my whole life, except yeah, my granny in kampung is taken care of by a maid, but that's another story altogether. And I don't find it necessary to fork out RM400 or more to pay someone to do chores that can actually burn my calories without hitting the gym. Plus, I am a cheapskate.


Unless, if I was fated to have more than 3 children at some point of my life. Fate, exactly the word I rarely use, overrated. Most people use it for all the wrong reasons. But looking at my current pattern of life and love life, I don't see my wedding cards are landing in your post box anytime soon or later. I am just too selfish to get married. Although too eager to get laid (this line is supposed to be funny, tq very much).


Since I can do almost all house chores but cooking, hiring a maid looks irrelevant to me for now. To deal with my cooking flaw, well I know many maids whose cooking skill is almost zero. With me currently seeing someone who adores cooking, and I am pampered with lots of foods, cooking mastery is not yet an issue to me.


So ladies and gentleman, in the end, it goes back to how fat is your bank account and whether you see having a maid is a necessity. And whether you see house chores can reduce your waistline.


This is purely my two-cents.