Saturday, October 18, 2008

Arsenal Tress - Everton Uno



Arsenal lo hizo otra vez. La venida de la espalda y lo gana con estilo. A mi alivio, la primera mitad está llena de mierda. Quizás, después de que tomara mi baño durante la interrupción de juego, yo logro quitar toda la mala suerte.

Un juego de equilibrio hasta que comienzo para conseguir interrupción aún, los demás son la historias. Anteriormente, ellos resbalaron puntos y se rasuran sus puntos cumulativos. Optimistamente ellos serán el campeón para la Liga Primera. Espero que ellos ganen las Ligas de Campeón desde que ellos comienzan la campaña maravillosamente.

Ahora, ellos están acerca de a en el dilema como la otra temporada desde que heridas han realizado el primer equipo. Espere una recuperación rápida. Dios Velocidad






Arsenal did it again. Coming from the back and win it with style. To my relief, the first half is full of shit. Perhaps, after I took my bath during the game break, I manage to wash away all the bad luck.

It a balance game until start to get break even, the rest is history. Previously, they slipped points and shave their cumulative points. Hopefully they will be the champion for Premier League. I do hope they win the Champion Leagues since they start the campaign with flying colors.

Now, they are about to into dilemma just like the other season since injuries has effected the first team. Hope for a speedy recovery. God Speed

I miss the Andy Gray and Martin Tyler, my favorite commentators who always uplift the spirit and the environment of the game. Now, far away with Internet connection; I have to settle with Spanish speaking dudes. What a lark! Damn it!!

SUMO Beer Rating - Jaz Beer


Jaz Beer


Country of Origin : Malaysia
Brewer : Napex Corporation Sdn. Bhd.
Alcohol Percentage : 5.5%

A Boleh Land beer. Manufactured at Port Klang, Selangor.

The taste is bad but still have a 2/5 rating due to its nature of hygienic production. I do not think there is any possibility I would gulp any more. It is quite bitter but lite. Fairly smooth. I recommend it for leisure use when you run out of any possible beer. It still could occupied your drinking session.


SUMO Drinking Rating



Hey there beer lovers.

From now on there will be a section weekly about beer tasting. All these beers are available at Labuan. So hope you think will be useful to buy your next beer. Have a nice weekend.

Toast to the new beginning of beer tasting..

Cheerrrs!!



One out of five stars means very low rating




Five out of five stars mean very high rating

Dave Days ft Friends


Hey boys and girls,

Check this out. Dave Days is a independent band you should check out.

Yeah a few videos, you should check out such as...


Miley Cyrus - 7 Things - Parody







Burnin' Up Miley Cyrus!







Miley Cyrus, I can't wait to see You






Yeah. Trust me, this is the band we have been waiting for. I love Miley's Cardboard. Feel like I want to have one of Miley Cyrus cardboard in my office. Hahhaa. Not at home. Never. Hahaha or I get screwed big time.

Fuck Sketch up!





Can you believe this. I have been wasting close to 10 hours of professional designing labor due to software bugs? OMG! Damn it.

Imagine this.

10 hours x £200/hour = £2000, for my professional design
2 hours x £40/hour = £80, for my rendering
10 hours/400 hours x £2,000,000 = £50,000, for my proposal


Phase III of my design; the Kuta Villa, Bali


I have just lost my £52,080 due to this bug.


I feel really fucked up right now, I want to punch my screen. Damn it! Worst, date line is getting too near, that I barely have time to continue. I found out later that my so-called dual core computer which suppose to put super power have no graphic cards. Duhhh!!! Now I think I can not proceed with this design, the bug sure will reappear regardless of how slow I orbit my design during the process. Perhaps my RAM too play some part. It exceed I Gigabyte when I open my drawing and it takes about 15 minutes to load my design.

Well, I shall proceed with other proposal which have lesser possibility of a bug.

Now, forget about Palm Meridian design, straight to the new design called Fantasy Resort.

Friday night is surely a long boring night. I do not indulge in clubbing or anything similar. I have retired from all this sort of activity. Maybe occasionally I would. I have to go back to my Sketch up. Life is too short for partying. I think I would party when this proposal approved someday.


Adios Amigos. Yibaa Yibaa andle andleeee....


Friday, October 17, 2008

Dayaks are natural born Moguls



Part I

I was browsing through the papers today. Something hit me hard and inspire me to continue to live on a dream to be someone who is financially successful, rich with social obligations, the man with caches of money in Swiss bank and the father who leave royalty for their offspring as payroll. Try to figure that out. That is one dream that is hard to achieve. The first two element is the easiest although I would say it is the hardest thing to come by.

Financially successful means to obtain legitimate income after clearing my tax off. This is in form of cash money and easy to liquidise properties. I surely have no interest in bond and stocks. This list will not even comprehend what the liabilities are, what more to list it here. I will not be rich my stating all the names of my debtors and their values.

Social obligation means an obligation to build a platform and to bring excellence to the group of people we have selected to be part of. In this particular obligations, I shall obligate myself to develop and spearhead the Dayak toward a better future both socially and financially. I shall create a non-profit and non-political group to stand up this challenge and contributes to these success. All these attributes of success shall expand through time and nature.

Caches of money will be something I shall have which are contributions from financial success and shall be made from legitimate source and declarable at anytime whenever is necessary.

A father who leave royalty as their heir and heiress payroll is another dream of my own. Regardless the situation and passage will be, I have made ready a royalty for my offspring before and after my passing to ensure the development of my generation goes steadily. This is of course different than what is known as last will.

I seem that I have written a decree for myself. Well at least there is something to hold on and as principle of life.


Part II

So are Dayaks a natural born Mogul? Yes, they are. They are a natural born mogul in all sort of field, however the Dayaks are the less fortunate people. They have been working hard all these years to reach certain point in life. Nevertheless, this is just the beginning. Compare to other natives around, Dayaks have leap further throughout the years and advance far ahead in various field. The younger generation revolutionized and embrace themselves for the upcoming challenges.

Talking to some of the Dayaks will leave a very deep impact on you. Do not be fooled by their appearance which seems to be timid and very reserve. They are watching you and learning from you without you noticing it. They are also one of the best in mimicking and a profound imitator around. Due to this, they have been one of the preferred workers for most of the local company due to their nature of being very hardworking. After a while of hardship, they are deemed to be the asset of the company and labor on administrative and supervisory level. Besides, their way of life has never change. They earn merits and credits from hardship and wisdom. I would not say they all but most of the Dayaks earn their rights in their career slow but very prudent. At the end, they excelled and outdone most of their colleagues and comrades of different race.

The development of the Dayaks considered as a rapid development. It is not an enhancement if one want to compare to the other part of the world. Seventy years back, they are still wearing their 'chawat' or loincloth and moving around with their machete and hunting is their prime activity. Contrast to current situation where most of the youngster speaks in their mother tongue at home. Outside, in the public areas; you will be amazed to hear them speaks really good English to an extend sometimes with certain British and American (black or whites) accents. They are now have slingshot to be the leader of the pack in most of the technological and engineering division. They speaks less mambo jumbo like certain other group of natives who filled their day with jokes and pranks. Most of them also detest dirty and sleazy talks as well as polygamy.

They are clearly no nonsense group of people. They do not indulge in unprofitable conversation and acts like others do. They also do not condoned racism like others do. They stick by the general rule of "Making your own money". These are the peoples who are also quite good in keeping their income source. They have vast savings but alas, sometime the bank account saving, bonds and paper saving is less profitable.


Part III

The Bidayuhs are one of the most independent Dayaks you can find. They hardly own large size land due to their nature of living close by. Besides, they have been involved in plantation rather than fishing and hunting in the jungle during the older days. They are fortunate group of people where they are quite exposed to trade and commerce earlier than the others but this create their biggest setback. They have learn the trade and have the appropriate skills and know-how but they are hindered from excellence due to financial constrain. They hardly come up with enough money as a capital to start a business. They do not have any collateral to offer the financial institution for financial assistant.

Some may say that they should go to the government for assistant but many of the Dayaks refuses if not reluctant. When you ask them why? They will say the same thing over and over. They are the second class natives of the country and why bother. Is that true? I deem this is true since many have tried and failed in applying for financial aid. Instead of giving financial aid to the Dayaks who start a good workshop for cheaper service fee and create a competative markets, the Government back the other natives with their Coconut Bun business which have no significant except to fill their munching machine like esophagus in their bellies.

These are the issues that have been a nightmare for every Dayak. Instead they resume their career and advanced through the organization. Most Dayak prefer to work with the Chinese since the Chinese are peoples who give merits to people who deserved it. The Chinese hardly employ the other natives beside the Dayaks. The Dayaks are the people who are reserve and give less resistant when an legitimate work order is out. They carry out the task in resilient as they know they are benefiting it as part of their resume.





Part IV

Years ago, the some Chinese labeled the Dayak cynically as tapioca eater. Now, some of the Chinese realize that the Dayaks are now has fully mature and start to pressure them into a very competitive market. The technical and services fee is getting lower as the Dayaks press on the pressure to win the market. This has actually effecting the Chinese from business side of view where they can not cope with small margin. Most of the Chinese maintain their business but heavily rely on other sort of income which the Dayaks are keeping up with.

Many Chinese salute the Dayaks for their advancement compare to the other native. The Dayaks are the people who accomplish their task on time, great precision and with quality. They are also labeled as peoples who do not boot-lick their bosses. They have been very straight forward or sometime they just keep all those petty problems to themselves.

Besides, sometime the Dayaks are use to the Chinese advantages but also to the Dayaks benefits. The Chinese will appoint a technical and tactical Dayak front man of the company. This allow a bumiputera or native front man to held talks and meetings with the other native representing the client. The Dayak front man benefited a lot as he was educated and equipped with valuable knowledge to handle their counterpart. All the education and free practice offered by the Chinese company gives the Dayak front man previously are the tools he need when he start his own business some day. Unlike others who are purely proxies without knowledge.


Part V

Months ago, a young man whom I knew from my previous project shows me that a Dayak is natural businessman. He started as a worthless kid who hardly do anything. He is a lazy young bummer after school days. I believe he has lack of direction due to the condition of his village. He is a crossbred Dayak and most of the time he hang out the other type of native. He never make up to the grade. Previously he work as a tent builder where he install tent for weddings and occasion. It is a tiring work. He got another job because another Dayak need a bike ride to work. As he usually send his friend to work. After a while, the Chinese boss invites him to work. He started the work as goofy assistant to the company.

But I found out that he is quite a nice guy. I first him at my project site which is far away from his home. The project site is at another state actually. He admits that he do not know anything about electrical and hopefully I do not mind as well. He is just an assistant and only do a few simple wiring before. Throughout the project, he showed his willingness to learn new things. I thought him a few installation techniques which he have never did before. I always yelled," Do not even try to bring shame to the Dayaks. You, A Dayak must be smart and competent". I am not so sure if my words has effected him totally.

I ask him if did not mind the condition of the temporary dwelling area. It is a store with no ventilation fan and no electricity. The room will be hot throughout the night since it is facing the sunset. He slept on boxes. He told me he is doing this for his family and he traveled the distant to ensure he will be taught on most installation. That is his express ticket to know everything in the fastest span of time. It proves to be true and he have to do most of the installation. He choose a situation which enable him to work and pressure him with workloads. He survived it and he learned most of the wiring techniques. Anyway, he was not a goofy electrician. Instead a smart Dayak try to get more out of free education.

I bid him farewell and then I met him once back home. To my surprise, he is doing the trade I taught him earlier. In only one occasion, he learned all the trade and have just finished installing goods at a commercial building. It was the Sarawak Security Building. I caught him with a tool box and a ladder alone. He is doing it without an assistant. I am happy that at least someone is benefiting what I have taught them.

I met him for another time. The project site is about to commission. He was specially flown down to check all the work. He is so impressive, he is now talking about forming a company with another Dayak engineer back home. He has climbed to another level of business trade. He will be in charge of technical installation. He talks about commission and pricing. This is no simple trade, we are talking about general wiring, sub main cabling, CCTV installation, sound system and IT socket installation as well as server configuration. The government agency who maintain the client's server offered him a good job in front of his boss which pissed his boss very much. He learn the whole trade in two years. Can you believe it, the project last longer than the duration he need to learn everything in his trade? Does he show that like most Dayaks, they strive for excellence? It shows that Dayak are smart and competent people.


Part VI

I am talking about one particular individual. You will cross over many others highly educated engineers and technical personnel who seat on high position before they even reach their 30s. However, as I have always stress in this article; the Dayaks can not make it any higher due to financial constrain, mistreated and down graded by government policies. I am not putting any blame but this is the real scenario in the country. The Dayaks are competing with some other natives who are sitting duck and others who are just proxies who earn their money as they play golf. This is not royalties from copyrights income. You go and figure it out. Foreigner, I can help you in digesting this whole article and the Dayaks' oppression.

I must say it is a bad state of governing the Dayaks. Dreams are made from the worst one's can get. I can write a whole book in formulating the Dayak success but it means nothing. It is a struggle more than books, formulas, grant and so on. We can have a chamber to assist but without funds to appropriate individual and organization also means nothing. It is about hands on battle against our self ignorance and exposure to the global world.

Once we fight against our self ignorance, we will see and understand the true picture of the whole reality. When we fight against our ignorance, we will look at our side and assist our brothers to propel forward.

Exposure to the global world ive sufficient knowledge in revamping new methodology to cater our knowledge and knowhow to be the best player of at local scene and competitive player of the world market.

I have seen a lot but I have yet to feel any Dayaks have gone through the margin of being a Millionaire in their own field. Millionaire due to inheritance is another story. I have the feeling that in 10 years time when things start to go well, the Dayaks will business Moguls especially in technical and management field. They have the genetics of being a mogul. Let us put a stop in their financial constrain and unleash them as challenger to the local scene, they will be almighty good.

Part VII

Mr. Idris Jala. He is doing it well in Malaysian Airlines and previously in Shell. He have a method of doing things the right and appropriate way without loosing his composure. He love to strum his guitar and a generous man who donates a lot to his church. A good example for most Dayaks, as he came from Bario; a small village at the plateau.

Imagine if only Mr. Idris Jala got the financial opportunity to start a company dealing with Aircraft now. What would happen? Minus all the red tapes? He will excel and I believe Sir Richard Branson will not only give him the right to copy his business method but he possibly have embarked on a business partnership with Mr. Idris Jala.

Others? Needless to say, PROTON says it all. I guess my friend Veronica agrees. She have gone through hard time dealing with her new PROTON New-O. Scandals, MV Agusta and more.

Why? I remember once, The Kelabit ranks the seventh smartest ethnic in the world.





Part VIII

Politics is nothing but a crap shit in our country. It shows that many have sold their soul to get into politics. Is there any benefit for the Dayaks in these particular arena? I have yet to see any impact directed to the Dayaks.

Dayaks have been idling for years, waiting for financial aid. What do the Dayaks get from politics? Let me say it out loud. Monkeys, Proboscis, Macaques and a few gunny sack of peanuts. Do not laugh when I am saying this.

Are our politician progressive? They may be but they are sealed from anything somehow. When we look at the Dayaks Ministers in the cabinet lineup, they are highly qualified people with professional accreditations and highly experienced. Where does this bring them to? They not even in the playing zone with the other natives who are merely non-commercial degree holders and even worst, no better than a retired primary school teacher.

Most of them have no charisma and they are bubbly at most time. They speak no sense, they speak about IT when IT have proven to slap their face at the last round of General Election. What are they talking. Have they talk about the upcoming recession six months ago? I have well prepared myself for this round of recession. I have increment and project to hold on to for two years. Most of them have superficial knowledge and they will submit in any forum. Who make fun of themselves. Read the papers and you know that a number of smart-fool-ful people are governing you.

If this is the scenario, what are left for the Dayaks who are deemed to be the key in building the current government's election fortress. What do we get after we fortified their fortress. Free beers during the Gawai Dayak and that is the most. Next year, year 2009; there will be no more state level Gawai Celebration. Are we not fools? Our royalty from gasoline is stuck at the federal fund and now we would not be given any privilege to conduct our cultural celebration?

I think younger Dayaks maybe on the way to rebellion. I beg you not to start a rebellion. There is no point in having a rebellion. The Dayaks should be aware that they will not be entertain for any any demand. Do not even give a slightest thought of having the legislation change and uphold your right.

Just remember that, you have the upper hand in the national economy. You can use it if you know how to use it. What is a battle when every warlord having disputes over a well for bathing and drinking water? It would be an insult for the history book. I can assure some small time politicians and leaders as well who fought for us, hardly handle their credits. They bow to those superior in economy just to pay their bill. They have not yet taste what 'lavish' is, so are you sure they will help you through this turbulence period?

The Dayaks are well versed with trading and technical services. Use these skills to the Dayaks advantage. Anyway, economy is the main attribute to politics. You are the master of your ponies. The politicians are your ponies. Ride them and if they have broken leg, you either can slaughter them for meat during the cold or you can just let it die at the stable. I believe you would slaughter them for some good meat.

The Dayaks must not be involved deeply in politics. Look at the Jews, they are influential in politics and respected by law makers because the whole economy is within their reach. The Dayaks must follow this trend. Hold the economy and the legislator will bow to your feet.

I have not teach you any illegal method of distorting the government, for the future is near. Concentrate with the economy. I would like to see the Dayaks having their own influential Moguls around. A few in electronic medias, productions, trading, banking and finance and hopefully a play maker who have close ties with the rich outside the country.

These moguls must keep one thing in mind and that is empathy.

A mogul should build more institutions for non educational curricular in assisting values for the future crops. A special financial body must be made available to help the Dayaks kids. Dayak inner circle of commerce to ensure the money is circulated and generate healthy economy within. Lastly, a strong torrent of liquidized money during urgency within the community.

If Malaysian Ringgit pegging is allowed, why not we replicate a scenario similar to this. For example, business and trading with the Dayak merchant only. We can create rule for ourself and it is not illegal. This is what we called as "INITIATIVE".


Part IX

I have started a website and a group called the DAYAK TRADERS. This non-political group is another way for me to contribute all my knowledge and share my dream to have all the Dayaks moving forward and to excel.

I know it takes time but I have started the small steps. I am now currently looking for options and institution which can finance the Dayak. Dayaks have been oppressed and a victim of civil war during the Great Brunei Era. We fought among ourselves. The British did labeled us as a free mercenaries. I feel insulted when I read our history. I do not want our future generation to read things that symbolized our stupidity.

We have ushered in into an era where we are oppressed by our so-called legislation. The Dayak should not complaint since it had effected us clearly after Tunku Abdul Rahman steps down as a Prime Minister after being forced down by two scheming snakes which he have dearly entrusted.

Let me remind you that our misery should be our weapon of choice. Sealed and tucked nicely, element of surprise should be the next move. These are my words for your thought.


» Learn your enemy and do not underestimate them.

» Camouflaging is far better than intelligence.

» Form your own alliance and not partners.

» Forge your chariot bearing and feed your horses and not your spears, since it bring you no distance during war but burden.

» Fight during the dark with blow pipes instead risking yourself running amok with Machete and heavy wooden shield. Your strength is your last resort as you need it for your journey.

» The best way to attack a city is to depress their people since morality is key to defeats.

» Never fight your opponent from your hill side instead prowl into caves and climb toward the peak of the mountain where your opponent waits your attack from their hill side.

» Never bring back fresh head home and smoke instead, let the burning fire smoke the skull as you attack the next enemy stronghold. Time is of the essence.

» Sell the worthless skull when it starts to drought, instead decorate the your rival paramount leader's skull with ruby and sapphire when abundant. You can trade it for a boat.

» Once you deprive your enemy's leader, bring that colony with you. Do not torture or enslave them instead call them your younger brother. Make them your wife and tell them your story.


Follow these advice and the Dayaks will be Moguls soon. By then, you know the feeling of being superior than others.

Sitting here and diagnosing my CDs health




It is kinda late at night. I got a nap just now and I am trying to kill my time. I can not continue doing any proposal since my head is saturated and I guess it is best to let the best idea to come and continue with my design work.



The office PC where I got to use everyday for all the work and cheap thrill.



Do you know that I have known the word blogging for quite sometime and actually I blog my personal anger in writing in my websites. I am not sure where the bloody writing is now. Perhaps it is in my Mac or in some other computer. It is kinda hard to find stuff I really want immediately since I have problem synchronizing all of my data. Not everything is in the hard drive. Sadly, I cooked one of my hard drive filled with data recently. 80 gigabytes of data. Tell me that is less significant? The time I spent in mining data from the net. Previously I also have blown one of my 160gigabyte hard drive.



I have modded this notebook. Modded and left dead in the store. Hehehe


Sometime, the oldest way of keeping data is better, safer and cool. Right now I am retrieving some kind of data I need to chill for the night. I am not expecting anything. I just browse as I keep track of CD's health. Make sure all data is in safe condition and looking for any possibility of broken structure and try to save it. It is important to have data retriever in case you storage about to loss it integrity. So here I am. Not expecting anything and yes, neither do I expecting you to read until this paragraph. Hahahaa. Silly you and fucking me a?



I miss my PC. After all the hard modding work, I have to leave it home.
This is the PC where I have blown the 160giga hard drive.

Actually, I am searching for some of the sketch I wrote years ago. Yeah some pretty awful nice one when you are down and depress. Darn! This Window Vista is really fucked up. I still prefer the ever stable Window 98. Window XP also another fucked up OS but I got to deal with it since it is the only platform I can use for most of the software. What the fuck. I burnt an empty folder into my backup disc. Weird!




Something to do with ArcGIS and Google Earth twinning with RESGIS Malaysia.


Hey, I read Veronica's Blog. I saw that blog address like for ages but I do not have the time to read it. Obviously it is seems to be like an excuse. Yeah. It is an excuse. I never read any blog before this. Sorry Veronica but at least I am your blog follower now. Can get even with that? To my surprise it seems to be I have wrongly judge her. Her writing style is cool. Way off cool than other GIFT members I must say. The way of expression is cool and I like the tempo of her vulgar words. It is entertaining. Well I must say, Veron is a seasoned blogger. Applause for you. Squatting ovation is not an everything. I only do that if I think that particular work is the greatest work of art. Da Vinci, I would just give a tree somersault claps. Hehehe.



It have been years ever saw her but her writing really contradict to her appearance. Once again I am the victim of first impression. She looks like a tame kitten last time. Now, heheheh lioness roaring as she scratch the durian tree I must say. I love her openness in writing and a salute for not being the hypocrites I usually met in GIFT.





She is now pursuing her Ph.D and wow, that is a big thing. I did fractionally completed my Master Degree in M.Sc majoring in IT in Construction industry. Did several researches and I nearly be the part of the pioneering eMOST. Luck did not sides me. I have to give way since my bro and sis are doing their degree at that particular moment. My research grant is coming to an end. They have offered me conversion and partial study course. I have to pack my bag and disband my dream and research. Being the eldest is never easy. However, I am a proud brother to a sister who hold a Master Degree in Facility Management and a younger brother who did well in doing specialized job after graduating as a Civil Engineer. Nothing is better than a well paid sacrifice. Now, I am thinking of to continue a dream I used to have. A doctorate in Civil Engineering or Science would do. Yeah!




I can not find any photos of my Green Ibook and hope you settled with this artistic illustration.


I have the quality to give lecture and I have the material to finish it clean like how an executioner of the Medieval Era. I have the experience in construction. Reminisce back when I was handling the first construction project with a contractor. The senior project manager from the Project Management Team for the client side have offered me a job to monitor. Since it was a conflict of interest situation, I turn it down. Later through the years, I was the Project Coordinator and then the Project Manager. Then again, I was offered to be the Managing Director of the company. I turn it down since I have no interest to hold deep responsible because I believe in better future. I am not going to be stuck with the company I manage for years. I have something in mind.

Just about I am planning to quit work and start company, I make the hardest choice in my life that is either to start forming my own business from scratch with just paperwork and financier assurance or continue with work. I do some analysis and I end up with continuing with my work. Earlier this year, I read some article that economy is going for a deep slump after the Olympic. I embrace that information and stay steadfast as time could be delay but bad investment stays for life. So here I am, working a pretty well deserving work. Without an interview, I have joint a company with a decent salary. I am the Resident Engineer for the project. I believe this will buy me time and assurance that the next step will far better and will exceed my dream toward richness. It is about enriching your saving account, moral value, social contribution and probably a good future for my heir and heiress.

Sound so Paris a? Clichè? Keep it to yourself. I am preparing the material for my research. I surely hope I can do it at some local varsity. Talking about Malaysian dream. American dream is about getting rich through social security where you get a few hundred dollar if you do not have a job. I surely be something (someone - no good, something - very good. An Icon in all trademarked merchandises)you will notice one day. Trust me.

You will acknowledge and embrace new school of thoughts and best of all. The Dayak will once more rise to challenge the global market with multiple innovative contributions. In God's name. God speed!!



Sorry Najib, you have not given me much attention. I hope you are happy with Mrs. Rust Mug.



Damn it! I have just browse through half of my CD's and I am tired. I figure out tomorrow would be a nice night to spend in checking my old CDs.

Hasta La Vista!


Thursday, October 16, 2008

Cryptext with papyrus of vanity stories




The night seems to be longer than it suppose to be. I am tired with my work and the workload is increasing by time. I just shut down my Sketchup, I save my Palm Meridian proposal and hopefully I will finish this particular proposal by this month end. Close this chapter. Hoping for a Chinese Investor to pump in money as they have promised. I got Al-Radji Bank as well to back up this proposal. Not so sure if they accept this proposal but somehow, if this work I will get this project; a project for life time. If they reject, at least I have the gut to stand up, propose and negotiate with an establish financier.

I am intrigued with the best news that I have been waiting for years. To be exact, it is close to twelve bloody years. I win. Jeeva, you loose! You fat, burnt, black tart!

Yes. It goes back to 1997. I was......

I got cold feet when I suppose to write about it.

Why I got cold feet writing about my past. I have not cheated. It is history. It is a life of a gray past and why am I lacking of gut to write? I have been writing, debate, negotiate and scheme at the highest level in business. Everything seem so easy but not this particular writing. I just try to find a way. Not the right way, not grammatically correct sentences that I always failed to imply in my writing. Something is not right.

Something says, just go ahead and skip this twenty paragraph of stories. It is a heartache. This is a chapter of my life that I have torn off from the book of my life, sealed into a cryptext and now, I am about to reopen it. Yet I feel I do not have the confidence to turn the combination. I memorized it well but it is not really something I feel I suppose to do at this very moment. Probably I afraid that the papyrus with stories of vanity but what is there to be shared.

Yet. I am standing at a crossroad whether to write further of leave it as it is. So far everything is in equilibrium and do I need to wreck it up? I am not taking chances.

All I know, I am smiling and keep things to myself. I am happy somehow things are working the way I have intended eleven years ago. A prayer got answer and perhaps intervention at its own right.

One day when the time is right, this cryptext will unleash stories.




I end this chapter with anonymity. Let these pages of life wash away with purported value and contribution in life. It means nothing, however it may stand some meaning at effected individual.

The curtain of the opera is down. She who loves the opera and sings to the music of the phantom will understand. Someday and somehow she will remember that white wagon she once ride and the brown chariot she once had. She is the one who hardly understood why there is a need of a silk from China when she actually can settle for a pair of canvas. She who read scriptures all day long and to my surprise only 6 pages. She who love buses and train. She was once reside at the Island of Sir Thomas Stamford Raffles. She is an angel who loved a prince afar, who turn her down. She who enchanted others with her Perpetual grace. Her words sometime stumbles unlike the prophecy of Melkin. She symbolize Herbert Spencer quote, "Survival of the fittest' eleven years ago.

I write this as a tribute to her.
I win because my prayers was answered.
I pray for her best and she have the best man for herself.

It has always been a legacy of pure friendship regardless of the way it destined to be.
God Speed! God bless! Amen.




This particular photo has it own story


Blues






Richard Marx songs really kill me and pause me every time I listen to the radio as I do my work.

The melody really sway me back to my younger years. I can not stop myself to reminisce the great sad old days. Songs from Richard Marx and Air Supply is really a something I am weak to. It is like a cryptonite to my soul. I can be a Superman somehow this song really makes me fall to my knee.

Right now, Yahoo Messenger spin this song. I am distracted and therefore I start to blog. I am a person who like to express things in my writing. It can dead silly in words. My sentences could be structurally wrong and at certain time I have redundant words in a sentence. I may type something else that rhyme with the intended word.

Younger days, I have gone through a lot of silliness and truly heartbreak. I wish I would not turn back time, however the radio has me back to the old days. What can I do?

How I wish I would not speak about the history. How I wish I never taste what I have gone through life. How I wish things could be as fine as how it was now. I wish and the intervention was not there. I am left to feel the pain. Going through lonely nights is an agony I can not put in any word. How could I put sad when I am suicidal. How can I describe myself suicidal when I feel God is near and yet feel so far. What are the feelings that I used to have? Are you going through it now?

I never want to even feel that bitterness. Enough is enough. I would like to be myself at this moment. I enjoy the glory of my youth. I am ushering adulthood. I am always the one you have known. Situation change but personally I did not change a bit. I am still the rebellious one who wish to burnt the whole town and let the ashes rebuilt the city. That is who I am now. I have toned down some of my nature however the seed is there.

I have to confess that my ex is getting married this Saturday. I am not sure if ex is a word that could describe it. I am happy for her. I am happy for myself and I would never trade my current happiness for any dream that I have ten years ago. I have a treasure chest from the Baron sea which clearly contain the papyrus of treasure map and why would I trade it for a schooner of gold? Why? I am the happiest guy.

I shower her marriage with blessings. I blessed her with this matrimony and pray for a blissful wedding. I know she is happy and he have the right man to take care of her. I would not make any comparison since every happenings has been written by Him in His Big Book. I would not change a thing. I would thank for time spent together.

I have put an act of chivalry for all these years together. I have acted maturely and I has been a good man. I have my principles which go parallel to any good morality. I deserved merit even though I am penalized. I think I am the leading person yet I am not the Alpha type of male which filled with chauvinism. I speak softly yet my words carries the weight of a mountain. I have the courage and spirit when I fight my inner dissatisfaction and yet I still not over with it. What is this? Am I too sentimental? Is my conscience playing role and make me hard in determine the right and the wrong? Guilt is something I hope from her. Guilt is what I feel now.

Annunciations has yet to come and why I am so happy about the condition that I am now? Perhaps the answer lie to near to my eyes and sometime I have overseen it. God granted me a good girl who is now a lady. She is the apple of my heart and there is no doubt. She has so much which I have yet to know. She is compassionate, smart, kind and beautiful in her own right. She is a beauty in my eyes and the heart of the beholder. I have her all for myself and I love her.

Years ago, I am frustrated thinking things may not work my way. It did not work out my way for the past fucked 10 years. It seem that my cold resilient pays off. I feel my steadfast and my loyalty to the Almighty is the key to this happiness. I chose the way and I have gone through all the hurdle thrown to me in life. Every single barrier gets smaller and less dominant. I have scoured my virtue which has been dented and dirty after years laying under the seabed of the Baron Sea.

Stars, twinkling stars and shooting stars. Show me the beauty of heaven and play me the sound of fantasia. Trumpet of angels herald for me one day and I know I will make it. I have wish to have a welcome like Elijah. The fiery chariot will bring me to heaven someday and somehow.

The night is the time that loneliness start to make you dream and hallucinate about things that are not mean to be. Is it a blasphemy for what I have said previously? Its clear that my thought goes wild. All this while, I control my thoughts. They are processes under my discretion and what happen now?

I guess I wrote crap tonight, however one thing for sure; all those who gave me pain and all those has gone through pain with me will get my blessings. Father, I pray that all souls whom I know get a place close to you.

Father, every night before I lay myself to sleep; this soul I surrender to you for you to keep. I pray and thank You for sending Your only son to save my soul. I promise to make the best for mankind with all the strength You have given me. Please let me start with the one I love and then to the one You love. It is getting late, my Lord; I hope you will continue to bless my life.

I would thank You for all you have given without me saying a prayer. It seems to be I am a spoiled brat who enjoy Your but be assure O' Lord I am always grateful. I would never beg and command You in my prayer instead I believe in annunciation of future upcoming where Your son will bear fruits with his labor. Teach him to be wise, to have empathy and sympathy as well as to have the conscience of the righteous. I pray to you O' Lord.

Mother Mary, the ever loving Madonna, blessed me with all strength You have showed us. Bring me steps closer to own the courage You had when You gone through all the suffering and turbulence hour.

Jesus Christ, teach me the meaning of real sacrifice. Let me earn all the credits of being less sinful person. I know I will never make it to be hold the upright ways but prepare me for it. Show me the light when my path is dark. Lent me Your shoulder when things get a little bit hard. Hear my cries, shield me from all evil deed and make my path much easier, as your sinful sinner here always lost his may.

For a moment, things in my life goes well. Preserve me from Baal and Lucifer who come and tempt me with all the prospect of earthly richness and lustful desires. Gluttony is always near by, therefore I pray for your light and right for a path to inner cleanliness.

It has been a long night of whining and I am getting tired. Holy Spirit and angels, guide me in every thing I am about to do.

Amen. Amen. Amen. In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. Gloria, Gloria Santa Maria. Hallelujah!

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Chriss Angel - I proved to be a better magician





Well, I have just watched some of Chriss Angel acts in Youtube. People freak out watching his stunt but then I thought to myself I can prove it is too fake to be Antichrist and worship devil to pull magic like that. Without Watching any spoiler or other revealing magic show, I prove to be quite good in unravellings stupid tricks. Watch me.




Knocked by a Car

You see, this trick is an trick easy. There is no danger of dying but there is a problem with this trick where there is a possibility to be run over after hitting him through the wall. That is the only risk but I think he take good precaution steps of making a small bump to reposition the car after the bang. Slick but not so smart.

The trick require the carpenters to built a wall of real bricks, aerated bricks, soaked in acid bricks, perhaps Styrofoams at certain spots and lastly a lintel beam. Now, look at that particular video carefully. The setup of the brickwall is clearly marked by the carpenter. Chriss's gang only need to scribble a few graffiti and some needless stupid pentagram and everything is ready.

Now the construction method is by setting up real brick at the sides and as well on top of the lintel beam to make sure these real bricks stays for inspections later on. Now, the Styrofoams are placed near his head and in a V shape as in the video. Aerated bricks are placed at the corner toward the parameter where the body of the car will pass through to create cool scene and the soaked bricks are placed around at the remaining spots of the wall.

When the act takes place. Chriss's body absorbed the impact with soaked bricks. Other parts of his body and his head will absorb the impact through the Styrofoam bricks. He act and play dead (thats the so-gay part of the trick). Can you believe you could be alive at impact like that? Well nothing happen to Chriss. His worthless USD200 car did not even end up with broken headlight. So, a good and smart engineer like me will not get fool. So, this trick is way so GAY.





Steamrolled!

This is also another lame trick. I guess every seasoned engineer especially those who is doing a lot of road work is laughing way out loud. So this trick is purely simple.

So that camera, those fruits and beers got run over and the breaking of the glass is the only methods to consolidate the believe of the fans. Nothing more. So hold on tight and embrace a bloody prank.

The steamroller is real. Do not even bother to check the steamroller. It is real. But have you checked the glass and the pavement where the broken glasses are placed? The glasses are composition of two type of glasses. Real glass and sugar glass. The placing of these glasses make the different. The pavement? The size of the pavement does matter. So watch it carefully.

When he walk on the glass, that glass in the middle are sugar glass. While the real glass is placed carefully at the side. The brown one are the real glass. Make no mistake. So when he walk over the glasses, he is actually walking over sugar. A sets of blood bags are placed carefully and labeled with certain color of the glass with certain size. The blood bags will burst and stick to his foot. At a slow pace, he manage to fake it.

Toward the end where he is about to lay down and wait for the steamroller is clearly marked. Here, there pavement was cut into appropriate size and supported not with a mattress but Styrofoams to ensure it does not have that jelly texture. So as he lay down on the sugar glass, he start to make all sort of gesture, people start to pray.

The dangerous part of this trick is the pavement. If any inevitable scenario happens, this is purely bad shit! A small hole is created for him at the size of one third the width of the concrete roller. I believe they reinforced it with braces and even expensive concrete to ensure continuous safe support. The stream roller go through him with one third supported at the pavement at the right and the other one third supported at the left. Remember your younger years. You freak out when you walk over the bloody bridge with two planks? The concrete roller rest the whole weight on the outer pavement like how a car rest its two tires on the two planks. Please use your brain to visualize.

When the steamroller go over him, his legs are compress toward the Styrofoam. This is painful but everyone's muscle can contract and muscle's form can be shifted. The stream roller goes through until his tummy only. Due to the high risk, this act only goes up to this level. Thankfully, the driver did a perfect work. The act end up with me still laughing for the crap talk previously on the show.





Levitate a women

This is the worst trick any magician should do when he get bored. The string is attached to Chris during the interview therefore there is no string felt by the spectators and the victim. So now after the interview, the hypnosis is a fake. The girl happens to believe it so much and actually choose to believe it lay relax. When Chris push her body to lean against his hand and later be lifted up with the assistant of two other people. Chris distract the spectator and these two person actually form a shield to block other's view from seeing him attaching the hook.

He girl stays relax and when the hook is in place, Chriss readjust his body and behave like a pulley. His vertical stripe shirt prevents you to see the string when it start to act. Watch closely at the back of Chriss. There are two assistants who assist him and a clear line where the camera man will not go through. Now when Chriss about to "levitate' this lady, the assistant gets a green light to start. Without noticing it, she gives a thumbs up. Open her slanted luggage bag which is another puller. During the filming period you can see her hand is like pulling the string. Replay the video until you see it. Her hand movement coincide with the levitation processes.

Therefore, I felt so fucked up. It is another Gay prank.




Elephant Reappear

Chriss is totally hopeless with this trick! So much of crap talk and a National Geographic talk. It is a trick which is acted by a few assistants at a specific spot. Others are blinded. So the trick seems convincing until I start to see the background. Remember, it is an empty parking lot.

Now, look at the back, there is a dark building at the back. The black pyramid. The second one is the big buses and trucks which are available at the background. There is nothing at the outside. That is true but the real spectator got cheated when they are blinded at the opposite corner.

The black background is used to bring the elephant in when the assistant break open the human circle. Initially, the elephant is in the big truck at the background. See how near the circle is toward the truck? The elephant walks toward the circle as Chriss speak loudly. So when everything is up and at the nick of the second the elephant make its way to the canvas. (Elephant is a fast moving animal). Then, tadaa! The elephant shows up. I mean the elephant and its master showed up.

Ironically, the title is still maintain as Elephant reappear. Somehow, Chriss overdid his spell and even the long disappeared master comes back once more after in limbo for a while. Hahahaha!

How easy and lame this is?? You figure it out!




Hand Through a person

This is the worst trick Chriss has performed so far. This is so fake anyone should notice it at first glance. You know how it is done and there is no point of me explaining it. Right?





Levitates from building

This is another lame trick by Chriss. I wonder why the show continues, I am not sure. Perhaps some Americans are damn stupid. Maybe it is a cheap thrill anyone can watch during their boring hours.

The Levitation done by Chriss is a pure string trick. He moves on the string with a specially designed shoe. The transparent string can not be seen since it is too bright. The camera angles are set to have horizontal darker background to conceal the string. Spectators underneath can not see the string as it is transparent and small wire is invisible on a such bright sunny day. It is easy and yet people still fall for it. damn it!!!!




Kids turn 20.

I am too tired explain this trick. Take a look at the kid and the mother's outfit. They look alike. Others, crap talk. So Chriss just pick up another blazer or coat similar to the mother. Get the girl to stand up on the table. There goes another old school and pathetic stage. Previously, Chriss arranged the big heap of cloths on the side of the table to conceal the actors during the interchange. So the rest, another lame bluff.

Let us go back to the first screen, the lady for the interchange run to the fitting room to dress up. Nothing much but a red dress. Look at the other cloths she is wearing. Got it? You are wrong. Only the jean pair of jean are alike. She is concealing her black hair. Others are available on the fitting room. What the point for this particular footage? To confuse you when you watch it again to figure out is that the interchange actor. The mother, another distraction.

If you think that I am smart in unveiling the stunt, think about what I could do if I audit your records and reports for ISO 9001:2000 audit. Perhaps, people are feeling the pressure as I am the Resident Engineer for the project.

I am tired of watching. I am really tired. You watch it again and figure it out. I going to the washroom for a shower. You have a nice day.