It’s quite shocking to see the price of real estate nowadays. Some ‘elite’ places around KL costs 7 figures! When I check with the developer, their target is for foreigners who earns multiple times yet produces so little. Why are we selling houses to foreigners? Is this the inevitable 2nd-time colonization by the east?

Taken from MalaysiaKini.

Look at the price (though a bit old), but hey, that’s almost RM500k per house in KL. Would anyone with a household income of 4-5k per month be able to buy these houses? I guess not. Normally, you’d have to fork out 10% deposit, a pretty huge amount of money.

We might find the urge to buy now, or many later in years to come. But by 2030, I doubt our kids can afford anything. Poor babies, living in very stressful life.

My dad told me, his first pay as an engineer back in the 80′s was RM800. Now our engineering fresh grad can fetch up to RM 2,000. The price for a house then was, RM 50k-100k around Bangsar. Today, if you don’t have RM 1 million, don’t even think about owning a high rise around the same area. So simple math, salary increase 3 folds, but property, 10 folds.

What saddens me most is how our developers maximizes their profit by building vertically, 10 – 20 stories high! Imagine every tenant wants to go out to work at rush hour, the traffic starts at the car park. A good idea would be, buy a condo at RM 500k and get a kapcai. Anyway, who am I to question inconsiderate house developers? They’re not in the business of building HOME, they’re building houses for ang mo.

I guess it’s eminent, we (locals) stay outside the ring, while foreigners stay inside.

“Bumi dipijak milik orang.” Padan muke aku, kau dan cucu cicit kite.

Before we part ways, we had our mini dates to some ice cream joint. My spoon in hers and hers in my bowl. The ice cream was sweet, but the bitterness swelled all over. I could almost feel it, her disappearance in months to come. I had to be strong though it was the last thing I wanted to do.

Our trip to the airport felt short, we sat at the back with her granny, our hands intertwined, never wanting to let go. I held on to my tears though it was already overwhelmed deep within. I wish I could hold it a little longer.

Both our family came to the airport to see her off. I still can’t believe we have reached the day. It seems like yesterday we tagged each other on the blogsphere, ran around the mall like a looney couple, played mute and had the next table staring at us. I’d never thought she’d be the love of my life. But I still played it cool, I didn’t cry.

The time to board the plane is here. As she make her rounds hugging and waving everyone, tears came running down her cheek. I was deeply saddened, but that wasn’t enough to make leak my manly tears.

She walked up to me, held me tight and gave a big hug. This is it. This is the moment. If I had to cry, now is the time. I held like I never wanted to let go. Slowly, I leaned over and whispered the confession of a husband, a friend and a lover, “I love you”. Tears blurred my vision, but it never fell down my cheek. Disappointed but that’s as far as I could go. I bet if I broke down in tears, she’d never take another step pass the immigration counter.

She calmly passed the counter and waved the last goodbye, that was the last sight of her.

The trip home was the hardest. My mind starts drifting away, dwelling on and on of our fondest memories together.

I ran upstairs to our room and saw the mess we’ve created. The mess she apologizes for not having the time to sort it out. I sat at the corner of the bed and all hell breaks loose. Who’d help me find my work pants? My wedding ring? My glasses? My ubat ketiak? Who’d help me rub my back when I’m tensed? Who’d listen to my silly idea of mixing coffee and durian?

My dear wife, I’m sorry if I ever raised my voice to you. I’m sorry for waking you in the middle of your slumber. I’m sorry for not listening to everything you said. I’m sorry for poking you out of curiosity, I seriously think you’re an angel in disguise. I’m sorry if my stories bores you to death. I’m sorry you had to be the adult when I misbehave in public.

Aisyah, I love you with all my heart. Be strong and good luck with your studies. I am proud of you, always have and will always do. And try your best to keep your prayers. God is with you and so will I, always. Till we meet again, my most loved and dearly missed roommate.

There was a question asked, “Why don’t Android users get typo like iPhone”.. Well.. they do! Hahaha

This is a classic wooden bridge. I quite like the engineering and aesthetic bit.

The Master Chief helmet from Halo. I wonder if they’d allow me to wear my Optimus Prime helmet. Maybe next time.

The guns. Quite fortunate we had a brand new ones

The battle arena. Pretty decent, except the shields (or barricade) were pretty corroded, pellets could fly right through them.

Terrorists: Kang, Sharazain, Me (who doesn’t like to wear the helmet) and William

Counter Terrorist: Alvin, Shazli, Zhaffri and Peter.

The entire CP team (except Shaun) and Tse-Yi (the only girl on the team) didn’t play. If I’m not mistaken, I think she’s pregnant.

Strategizing, but never really worked. Hahaha

Usually the first round is the hardest. Adrenalines were rushing up and down.

After a few rounds, we decided to play against the Marshal. It was 8 against 3, but they were pretty heavy weight themselves, an ex-commando (green beret), National Junior Paintball Champion and one experienced league 1 paintballer.

We played save the hostage and we were the Counter Terrorist. We won by the way

My boss. He looks disturbed. Hahaha.

Raja Kecil yg selalu MIA tapi kerja jalan.

Peter, the loud brat. Zhaffri, the scape goat.

Alvin, no nicks yet, but I’ll call him Yogi Bear

Kang, the “You Dare aaaa?”.

Sharazain, the one that got away. (He never got shot)

Zhaffri was the only one who got hit on the left and right lower ribs. Unfortunately, those we were the areas that wasn’t covered and his shirt didn’t help much.

Underneath the shirt, 3 battle scar on the left. I knew had him the first time, but I just wanted to make sure he surrenders. Hahaha. Sorry pal.

Will try to update my visit to Petrosains this weekend.

I bought these fabrics at Nagoya and I’m never going back there. Why? The Chinese guy there are so stingy. I wanted canvas material, but the cloth was a bit dirty. Generally, textile stores will give you an additional 1/2 meter to compensate for the dirty part. This guy told me to go home and wash it. Fuck you man. So we walked away.

Anyway, I got the tiny polka dotted and some rough cotton. My advise, buy non-slippery fabric because you wouldn’t want to let your laptop slips off your hand.

1. Cutting the fabric. I prefer mine snugged so it’s a hard to slip off the sleeve. I left at least an inch for every side so it’ll be easier for beginners like me to sew. (That’s my wife’s hand btw)

2. Sew a “U” shape for both fabric, except one, sew double “L” shape leaving holes at the bottom, so you can flip it once you’re done.

3. Cut the edges so that it’ll form a sharp corner.

4. Flip “U” shape so that the right side faces each other.

5. Slip the flipped one into the other.

6. Sew the end together. Make sure you don’t overlap, otherwise you’ll have to do all over again. I assure you that can be frustrating.

7. Remember the hole of the “L” shape? Carefully pull the inside fabric out.

8. The last part, sew the holes using the ladder stitch. (Such manly arm! Hahhaa)

9. Flip the inside out to make sure the reversible sleeve works.

Now it fits well into my bag along with my other red stuff. The possibility of getting a scratch from keys is reduced. Job well done.

The story begins last night, I got home at 12 am and told my sleepy wife, “I want to learn to sew a laptop sleeve”. She helped me through the process and showed me how to operate a sewing machine. The rest was history. I made one complete sleeve in one hour. Not bad for a noob eh?

If you feel cheated by Apple or any other laptop accessories, share this post, we all might benefit from a thing or two

1. Get married. I know initially I wanted to get married to a doctor but God has better plan in store for me. I married a girl who’s ambition is to become an architect, something I’ve always wanted to be but never had the courage to pursue. My parents thought I’d be better off as an engineer.

Who would have thought I’d marry a blogger whom I followed. I guess it’s true what they say, follow your passion and the rest will fill in. I have to say, it was the best decision in 2011.

2. Have kids. Not yet. We think, the best way was to allow my wife to finish her study first. That will always be the priority, at least for now. But seeing her happy face while playing with A’zeem (my nephew) has kinda sped that up. At least after she gets her first job, inysa Allah it will be next year.

3. Financial freedom. Well, I still have a car to pay and my credit card debt is very manageable. I guess we’ll have to push this in years to come.

4. Finish what I started. Not there yet. I have a problem reading a book cover to cover. I got bored halfway through. Maybe I’m meant for this. As for projects,.. hmm still many pending at the moment. Got to get it done by this year! Puhleezzz ed!

5. Do wonders to Malaysia. Nil, but I do pay tax and zakat. That sure helps a bit, though not significant.

6. Solidify Existence. Hmm, still not taking up tertiary degree. It has a lot to do with finance. I have to free up something or get a scholar to pursue this dream of mine.

7. Be a good family member. I can control my temper now, except on the road. I try not to miss any family gathering. Maybe ought to pay extra attention to my in laws. I don’t talk to them often because I’m shy.. kot?

I guess that’s it

I got married! I don’t know how I managed to pull in the funds, anyway, I’m glad I did. It’s true what they say, God will help you in mysterious ways if you want to get married. Picture, thanks to FarisFakri. I got him on Groupon

Work wise, well, I did achieve my yearly quota by August. From there on, it was smooth sailing till year end. All I had to do was focused on 2012 items.

Part Time work. I managed to complete a few projects. Antaragrafik, TeddyTods, Toshiba and some internal dashboard for the company. It’s too bad I didn’t complete my company’s website. I have it in my head, just never threw them out in the open.

I’ve also learned what’s it like to be an Apple user. I got the iPad 2 and MacBook Air. I don’t really think they live up to their expectation. I’m more of a windows user, shortcut is my thing and on Mac, you just have to press an additional key. However, I doubt anyone can beat them at built quality. It’s an astonishing feat (provided you take good care of them)… and the love-hate relationship continues. But if I have to recommend, I’d definitely be against it.

This year (ahem, mind you that it’s already 2012), my deary wife will pursue her studies in Australia. After much contemplating, we decided that it’s best I remain here. After all, it’ll be really tough to find a job like mine in Aussie. A job like mine is best for locals. It’s like how mat salleh comes here and tell me that they understand this country’s economy better, yeah, doubt so.

Also, this year’s resolution, I guess I’ll have to revisit my 2011 and blog about it later. Till then

I wonder if these words still stands. Something to ponder huh?

Have a Happy Christmas.

ps: Did you know in UK, they say Happy Christmas instead of Merry Christmas?

pps: Did you also know the celebration of Christmas was to commemorate the birth of Jesus? Kinda like Maulud Nabi and Jesus is our prophet too. So is it HARAM to celebrate it?

So I bought a cheap alternative, the RAPOO 3200. It’s a fifth of my last Logitech mouse price, which has served me well (and still do). The biggest problem I had was, it does not support Mac. There goes another ‘meRAPOO’ investment. Yeah, Mac was a lousy bet but I’m kinda stuck to it. Anyway, all the buttons weren’t functioning, the back and the forward especially.

After ogling  the web, I found one app that could enhance the lightweight mouse, it’s called SteerMouse. After setting the app, I can configure what each button does (Windows is plug and play). Another one not to be missed, is the MagicPrefs, it’s specifically for Magic mouse but can also work for trackpad etc.

ps: Clearing up my holiday balance.. wee~

Aku pon tak paham la, kenapa korang nak kecoh pasal Ariff Alfian yg gay kahwin lelaki di geraja pakai baju Melayu. Apa yang sensasi sangat? Korang seronok nak mengutuk dan mengeji ke? Perlu ke semua ini? Asal cerita seks, perempuan-lelaki atau lelaki-lelaki, Melayu cepat je nak ambil port. Biarlah dia dengan hidup dia.

Aku taulah hangpa gila trafik, tapi tak payah la tulis omong kosong pasal benda yang kau sendiri pon tak tahu apa kejadah nate bewok tu. Kalau ko nak sangat duit, pergilah join MLM, jual gelang ke, sabun ke. Kan mudah!

Orang Melayu ni, pantang tok nenek kalau kena tegur. Ego besar paus biru, semangat tak nak kalah. Bila puji lebih-lebih dia reply “eh takde laah”, “eh mana ada, biasa-biasa je”. Pehal plak? Orang puji, ko tanak. Orang tegur, pon tanak. Mungkin penampar barangkali lebih digemari. Aduyai..

This is the naked version. Such beast can only be tamed by a MAN!

Presently, Yamaha Malaysia manufactures the XJ6 Diversion. This is the one with fairings and seriously it looks rather timid for a super bike. A super bike has to be aggressive looking. In a semi-crotch position waiting to attack, unfortunately, Diversion lacks that.

I wrote an email to Yamaha Malaysia, asking them to import the Naked model. Their reply was if they see a sizable market and demand, they will do it. So I’m doing everyone in Malaysia a favor by starting a list to register your interest. You can do so by filling in the form below.

Alternatively, you can share the form by using this link: http://bit.ly/xj6naked

Don’t worry about getting pushed to buy, and I will definitely not solicit your email.

ps: Good news is, my wife allowed me to get the bike

You all know that starting from next year, the expiry of your license falls on your birthday. In some ways, I do think that’s a bad birthday present, but in many, it surely helps you to remember when your license will expire.

As far as I know, the charge incurred to renew your driving license is RM 30 per year. Since they need to contra the remaining days to your birthday, I was slapped with RM 70 plus for 2 years. Now my driving license will expire on my 31st birthday (Damn I’m old!), and that’s 2014. Long way to go.

Note: Did you know you can get locked up if your license expires?

Mesiniaga Bowling Tournament 2011.

Then it evolved as we discussed about the layout etc.

It evolved to many series actually, but unfortunately, I forgot to screen capture the various versions of the design.

When we arrived the day before the official launch, we had to agree on something. By then, it was too late to vet through the design and other impending tasks were already lined up; porting server, migrate db etc . Either way, they had to stick their necks and pray that it wouldn’t be a mess. They just had to trust me.

Thank God everything went well. Now to do UAT.. so boring!

ps: Web design used to be my work, now my hobby

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAH…

HAHAHAHAHAHAH…

Ok stop, anymore I’ll probably burst my guts.

You know UMNO had an assembly at PWTC last week, so in one of their speech was wanting CEO’s seat of GLC. He said this will help boost the Malays economy!

What a lot of bulls!

First, how do you think by giving to UMNO it will boost Malay economy? They’ll probably give money to their cronies and practice of cronyism is really bad for any developing nation. This is bullshit.

Second, qualifications. Do you think law graduates (most politicians are lawyers) can do sales, manage people, understand business needs etc? Not that they can’t, but probably wouldn’t be as efficient. There are many pre-requisite qualities needed to become CEOs, even the present ones are having problems. MAS is having problem, TNB making further loss, Proton is still stuck on their windscreen. It’s about know how, not know who.

Third, ini bukan main masak-masak ok!

Sources: MalaysiaKini