Turning the day Blu

November 29, 2006 at 11:31 am (Tech)

A couple of weeks ago, a friend of mine splurged a large chunk of his moolah on one of these. Not too bad an investment, but when something like that uses yet another piece Sony proprietary storage, you don’t want to get caught out in the cold.

Speaking of which, I happened to receive this little gadget from a colleague today.

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That’s 25 fucking GB on a single disc. But before you start going all loco over it, keep in mind that that little black number costs an ass-whopping RM2800, while the media (Blu-ray discs lah) go for about RM100 per piece.

PS. Please forgive the shitty image quality. It was taken off the SE W710i that I’m currently reviewing.

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ZAP!

November 17, 2006 at 10:55 am (Announcement)

Resigning always makes me feel bad.

It’s not because I know for some twisted reason that I’ll miss the ol’ place. Nope. Believe it or not, I’m an ol’ fashioned sentimental kinda guy.

I could have just dropped in my letter on Wednesday, while my manager was overseas. It would have eliminated this awkwardness, but then again it would just be plain rude.

I decided to wait for his return, and less than half an hour ago I dropped in his room to pay him a visit.

Gosh, I hate the look they always give. And the prep talk they try to make. But if I was boss, I guess it would be the same too.

Who would have thought – after putting in so much effort to get out of something, I actually eneded up putting in more effort to get back in. But at least I can rest assured that I’m going somewhere to something that I enjoy doing.

What they say is true. You don’t appreciate what you have till you’ve lost it.

Since that whole entry sounded gay, here’s a little something to prove I haven’t softened up.

 

And yes, he means you.

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Hits and misses

November 9, 2006 at 1:37 pm (Craps, GY 白 TULAN)

Work is becoming a drag. It’s been barely 2 months here, and I’m already spending my days surfing aimlessly around the internet. I thought that taking on this job would be a fresh break for me. I thought that I would be a high flyer enjoying international riches. I thought I would be good at this.

Too bad I was blinded by the $$$ when I signed my letter. That extra RM500 really tempted me to dump everything I worked for in hope of finding a better life, but at the end of the day (month), the grass wasn’ t exactly as green as I thought it was.

My friend got his warning today – buck up or get out. I’m scared.
Rumors are circulating that one of my colleagues who got stranded somewhere  between Lithuania and Russia got a memo relieving him of his job – rather than a  letter telling to hold tight, that help was on the way.

It’s really got me thinking: what the fuck am I going to do with myself.

Leaving my old job was inevitable – almost all of my gang have already left/are going to leave. If I stayed on, it would have been a sooner – or – later sort of thingy anyway.

It feels like I got out of the……

fryer
fryer

and fell right into the…

pot
mother fucking pot.

Please ignore the smiling negro man. He has nothing to do with this whole ordeal. Honest.

But bah. Fuck that. I got a plan. I just hope I can do it. Soon. Fast. Well.

Anyways, I was at Mid Valley on Tuesday night for some dinner with me mates, and I bumped into a young gentleman whom I knew from highschool. He smiled at me and shook my hand. He introduced me to his future wife. He then told me of his wedding plans.

He was my classmate from highschool. He was getting married, while I just started my first serious relationship.

GOD DAMMT, WHAT THE FUCK HAVE I BEEN MISSING?!!!!!

Oh well.

Ever wondered what a soon-to-be married man looks like?

Hahaha! Couldn’t help it. But no… really…

 

Congratulations Mr. KMT. Wishing you and your wife all the best.

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