...metz.team...

...we have watched transformer trailer. everyone was so into starwars trailer. i remember the days when my good ol'fren enigmaz will spend alot of time downloading trailers to watch. i remember most was spiderman trailer where enigmaz showed me the sound effect, the man in red/black suit jumping here and there. i was dem impressed by how they make those trailer; with the music, the sound attraction. alot of action. full of emotions. and it just stops there. coming soon. this summer and they will put up the website for us all to see.

now i am involved in making one. helped to coin metz team, the trio worked hard to make it work. the dateline was bgf agm. 3 solid weeks for a trailer. jack daniels yeong - the beginning of metz marks the the rejuvenation of their glory days with breakthru camps. its now incovar. metz team is ready to conquer incovar. and the 29idc trailer will be the first project. coming soon this summer. wakakaz.

metz started on first.march 2008 with the trio having nasi lemak at 6to9grill with their bapak! wakakaz. now i have 3 teenage son. the trio started brainstorming for ideas. started attacking this poor bapak brain for his experience. and started downloading youtubes for reference. they did not sleep much. but they did talk too much. wakakaz. and they were all very committed.

metz team:ideas thru illustration - that was what they coined out. i am proud of my 3 teenage son; who are able to see through time; goes beyond the commitment level and worked their ass out for the trailer. filming started today. lots of running, lots of jumping up and down, i saw lots of kungfu action and aerobatic display of skills. and i am confident the trailer will be dem good.

29idc : walking the tides of change. coming to the temple near u : this summer...

(will post pictures in the next blog)

...@gardens...

...@ gardens kota damansara...

...my pink elephant...

...we had our march gathering @ gardens yesterday. sher made a surprise drop by at the event. no wonder 007 asked for another glass when i specifically mentioned to the waitress that we have 9 guests only. the aircond was right above our heads; especially mine and with my long hair, it just blew and blew and distracting my judgment in structuring my bitching remarks. and the cold surroundings made the topic of discussion even more hotter. we started to bitch about the latest news on whats 007 all about. our president was really overwhelmed with the turnouts that he gave us the brief history into the drama minggu ini.

sher commented that; wow so dramatic one arr? didnt know suddenly things become so dramatic. wakakaz. dramatic. wakakaz. the nite went on with lots of bitching about; what else people lar. siape siape sneeze banyak yesterday means it was about you lar.

we do have alot to catch up and the short dinner didnt do the justice. we said our goodbyes at about 1045pm and some of us proceeded to mamak for the second round of bitching. amazing! mamak-bitch turn out even more hotter than anything else i have ever experience. the intense of emotions, the tonnes of feelings, the redhats of ppl coupled with many many white hats thinking. it was a session to remember. we all have our fair share of experience. we all have gone thru it before. and it is like, been there done that. and leadership followship whatever it is, i think we know the basics of human touch. do you?

anyway, one very interesting question popped out. our dear ol'fren popped that question and suddenly all of us were like quiet. the question so direct and straight to the point that all of us were suddenly muted or something. we could not say anything but just open our mouth big enough for whole of a pink elephant to fly in! did we miss out the pink elephants? what was it that made us all got our pink elephants?

i have made my choice. the pink elephants are real. its really real. its there...

...goddammit...

...goddammit. i am getting outta here. just goddammit. my mind is killing me. my thoughts are strangling me. my nerves are suffocating me. bloody hell. i just wanna walk out to take a deep breathe...

...dkdc...

...never had such a terrible feeling. erm to rephrase that, yea i think i have been thru it many times before. and yea, i do not want to go thru it again. i chose simplicity. i chose to ignore complexity of the corporate war.and yet these feelings come and haunt me over and over again. dem farking bitching sound. dem idiotic. i am going into my dkdc mode already. i farking hate the darn thing. why is secret not working. i only think of positive simplicity. thinking what i wanted. but somehow those things i do not want comes to be. farked it. dammit. i need to get out of this place already...

...sampat day...

...its sampat. world women’s day. its happy birthday derrick!

chauffeured jack daniels to esc in the afternoon and spent half of my sampat day with them in the class. the class was ok. sample speakers were awfully chosen. and we call them sample speakers! more like sample of speakers you would not want to follow. wonder why they were called in to give sample speech. i think esc can do better than that. some of the evaluators are like duh. don’t ask me more.

later in the evening, we went down to mamak at nikko hotel’s corner lane stall. we have about an hour to spend while waiting for our singaporean friends to finish their jewel show in istana budaya.

since the wait was long. it was daniels turn. somehow my story telling skills got the better of me and i kept the bitching part even more hotter to make daniel’s temperature rise even higher. after testing on 2 guinea pig; this is d’one. it’s d’daniel. mother! not sure how he would spelt it but i think he has mentioned this particular word for over a hundred times. jack was laughing and laughing and i could not hold it any longer. i said sorry and told daniel the truth. of course i kena mothered from him but its ok. the fun has just started!

while waiting, got sms from friends telling us to stay at home and becareful after the big win and big wuha in the sampat election day. however, we disregarded the messages and met our friends for chinese and vegetarian style mamak . amidst the threatening messages, the police all over, the may13 big scandal thingy, the riot riot; not that i am starting one, where would be the best and safest place to dine and whine in an open area? jalan alor. and yes we whined at jalan alor till the wee hour in the morning. jack daniels parents did not know that they were at the “safest” place on earth on the big sampat day. unless they are reading my blog here. wakakakz.

we whined about a lot of things. it was a night of friendship beyond frontiers. cultural exchange. ideas for life. what the heck, they are only singaporean. where got so kua cheong until beyond frontiers and cultural pulak.

and most importantly, i forgot to send birthday wishes to derrick my dear ol’cousin who is singaporean!!!...

..@klsentral (2)...

...success called me at midnite to inform me that he has met a blardy bastard that drives a wjb2255 silver waja that kissed his bloated swift ass.

yeap, he met with an accident. that delay no more mother of all father has kissed his bloated ass and rushed away just like that. luckily the damage was minimal the driver was safe. that is the most important.

had dinner with success at tesco that evening and to check out his new bloated swift ass and shopped around a while before speeding off the kesas highway to subang to meet ty for my second round. met ty at mcd and ate a little. my order of jack daniels arrived short of one shot and we picked him station as it was drizzling and i know how difficult it is to get on a public transport on a rainy friday night. and off we went to asia café for my third round. filled our bladder with big glass of juices and jack bought us all satay! hei, didn’t i pay for that jack?

with the half glass of juice in the stomach and the satay to fill the hunger, we told jack the story. yes @klsentral! this time i added more flavor into it. i made it even more interesting and more real life related jack’s own experience which he forgot he told me about it weeks ago.

he bought the story. yes he actually bought it. the story about the bitching and whining of the gen –x! the eff-up nonsense to piss jack off about generation-x! jack, gotcha there. wakakaz. ty was laughing in his heart looking at jack’s innocent face of what? what did i do wrong.

dem farnee. sorry jack but i just gotta do that man. our next target was the other half of jack; daniels.

...@klsentral...

...i have been hearing so many stories of the gen-x thingy from my favourite liquor that i actually bumped into the gen-x of the gen-x. the head! @ klsentral mcd. wakakaz. instantly what came to mind was to call ty. but when i looked over at the time, it was 9am. ty has no class. he must be damn piss to see me calling at this early hour. later that nite i called ty and told him about my conversation @ klsentral…
unfortunately i made the story too real that ty said, sure or not. cos he was sure he did not get himself into that mess. and that his involvement was not that heavy and that nothing of those happened. so he knew i was just creating stories. wakakaz. mebbe the other two will fall prey. wakakaz. the blur warden and the gym freak; both fondly known as jack daniels...

...happy.birthday kns...

...happy birthday kns...

...iMonday - the beginning...

...everyone is talking about the big SAMPAT! 3/8 this coming saturday. everyone has been bitching about it. everyone has been talking about it. and the buggers have indeed put action into it. they volunteered at the polling agent. calling all other buggers to join in and do a little something for the country; for the place we live in. for our rights. for like du’h!!!

it is our very first meeting on imonday. a new concept introduced to bring the current incovar committee closer together. many have bitched about joining rtm. many too have voiced out their desire to meet more often with each other and to get to know each other closer and to learn new things. imonday was introduced to cater for these needs. however, to my surprise the attendance was simply astonishing. and of course ppl just love to bitch about things. more gatherings. more learning opportunities. more session. call me la. keep me in the loop. let me know. arghh! what bitchy statements.

we rushed through our mini birthday celebration with kns at upekkha with simply bad service i would say and some rushed off to volunteer themselves at something they wished to change. the rest of us charged to bgf for our very first imonday. we discussed some rtm stuff, talked about imonday plans when we were done with it, some of the gang rushed off to see lks in action. raining cats and dogs did not stop our buggers determination to get a glimpse of the famous public speaker.

i had a dull evening. tired and exhausted. but would like to wish kns a happy brithday though did not celebrate with a song dedication from haven and table full of doughnuts!