Dude, Where's my six pack?

Don't you just hate it when you worked out so hard but someone still calls you "berisi" or a more direct word "fat"? Well, i am one of those unlucky guy who works hard to loose the extra pounds around my waist. I would say succesfully in the first 6 months of my exercise regime.
Back in January this year, I felt great. i knew that i only needed to loose maybe around 5kg to pose "Brad Pitt topless style" on the beach. However, that dream faded in February as i completely stopped doing my 8km routine.
A few weeks ago, after abandoning my exercise routine for nearly 5 weeks, a few of my colleagues started sneering "Eh.. ko makan berisi la. Serius". How annoying is that!

Unfortunately, I got the same comment today. A supplier, which i have not seen for a good 4-5 months, commented the same thing. He said "Apsal cam buncit je!". As a supplier, I do not think he would dare to insult me. So i guess he was telling the truth. =(.

Anyway, to my defence, i have been running again in the past 4 weeks now and added a new routing to my exercise. I am now doing 300 sit ups everytime I go to the gym. Hence, the so called "buncit" is actually my six packs trying to force their way. I think most people misjudged my six packs as buncit. Honest!

To all my doubters, I have this to say to you "Give me till end of May, as I shall parade my six packs for all the world to see"! Enough said.

Anonymous... thank you whoever you are

comments left by an anonymous on my blog has not gone unnoticed. I know that the so called anonymous is actually the same person and likely someone from my Facebook friend's list. So, whoever you are, please reveal yourself to me.

Thanks!

Eureka!!.. (The day the light bulb inside my head lit up)

Those who took Physics at high school can recall a story about a Greek mathematician named Archimedes. Like every ancient Greek great thinkers, he managed to first understand that the volume displaced in a liquid (in his case, water displaced as he was entering his bath tub) is equal to the volume of the body submerged in the liquid. With this sudden discovery, he lept out from his bath tub , coined the famous word "Eureka!" and ran down the streets of Syracuse naked, obviously full of joy.

I had a similar experience last Friday, 16 April 2010. Before I go on, I must stress that no naked running happened or joyful yelling occured. That would be a total embarassment for a professional like me. (Although, in the future I would not rule out any possibilities of that happening due to the birth of a child or some girl agrees to marry me).

Last Friday, I was thinking about ways to connect my beautiful Nokia handphone to all my social networks. In this day and age, surely there must be applications that can do that. After browsing the net, I found out an application called Nimbuzz, downloaded it on my handphone and Walla!.

At first, I thought it would just be a typical stupid software as it is available for free. Tried to log in into my facebook and it worked. Realising that I was hoping to get in contact with someone using Yahoo Messenger, I quickly setup a yahoo account, logged in for the first time, add a mate of mine who was online at that time and.... it worked!! Although he was sitting 5 meters from my desk, here I was, chatting with him. (by the way, I am not gay!! I was just checking whether the software worked or not).

The first word came out of my mouth was not "Eureka!" but a more modern version of it, "COOL!!". It was a joy to see that I have caught up with technology. I felt like a light bulb just lit up inside my head. Really.

A colleague of mine kept reminding me that I looked like a small kid full of joy as my face literally brimmed with excitement. He quickly brought me back to earth by stating that I had had the handphone for a good few months and the real surprising thing was that I only knew about all the applications now rather than few months ago.

I must admit that my excitement will not changed the world like what Archimedes had discovered. However, in my little world at that time, I did felt like running naked in the streets of Bukit Jalil and shouting "Cool!!" all the way to Shah Alam.

Again. Let me say it one last time..Cool!!

Where will it end?

After 5 years of owning Alin, I've decided to give her a new sound system. Knowing me, I've always want the best for my car. Money is an objection, but I am quite flexible with my budget. When i read Dr Fadzilah Kamsah's review on people who were borne in the month of June, it kinda make sense. June babies are cerewet and brand-consious!

To cut the long story short, I ended up paying, let say, a quite large figure to change my head unit (radio player for those who lives in the caves somewhere in the remote jungle of Malaysia), and bought 2 pairs of new speakers. Having said that, there was no money left for an amplifier or subwoofer. With Alin's small cabin, an amplifier seems unnecessary, and with my choice of music, I do not think I would require subwoofers or woofers to enhance the "base" sound.

When I first heard the new system, it blown me away. The clarity and quality is so much better than my previous OEM installed system. No brainer really, as OEM system tends to be more of "daripada tak bagi sound system langsung, atleast ada la jugak".

But today, after 2 days of having them, I think I can pinpoint the "flaw" - and i am using this word loosely. Nothing wrong with the "clarity-ness", but it still lack the necessary omphh factor.

So, it raises a new question. Where do I go from here? . I am going to give it a few more days to settle. Like a new engine, sound system need what we called "break in period" in which the small components of the speakers loosen up and reaching their optimum performance.

However, I do think that soundproofing the doors would solve the "emptiness" or the "hollowness" of the sound. Aiya looks more money is needed then!. I guess I'll do that next and see the results. If I am still not satisfied, most likely I will have to install an amplifier. I do hope I will not go that route as it will be a hell lot of money. I am pretty much sure that after that, Lady Gaga's Poker Face would need a powerful woofer to give me that extra "bang". Oh no, more money down the drain.. Opss!

Sigh. Where will it end?

These dreams are meant to come true.

In life, you can never be certain of things. No matter how much planning you've done, even to the very last minute details, there will always something that can alter them. My initial plan in life was simple. Get a good job, start a family, settle down and enjoy life. Never it comes across my mind that the very concept of my dreams contain one major flaw. The devil is call "human factor".

I realise that achieving the basic concept of my dream would take a mountainous effort, a loads of sacrifice and pure determination. Hence, I have set a few targets to achieve, and the first thing on my mind is to secure myself financially. I've embarked on a month-long process of identifying the risks and return assessment, that include projection earnings and financial portfolios. That process is nearly done and I am happy so far with the decisions I made.

The next step is buying a house. Some girls have this picture inside their heads since they were little about their wedding. But I, never really have much thought about wedding. Since i was a kid, I had this picture in my head whereby I would be living in a good house, enjoying the tranquility and peace of my surroundings. Simple, yet more than enough for me. Where does this lead to? Well, buying a house.

This is the tricky part. A house here in KL/Selangor area cost a fortune. Usually,people do joint-loan, combining the salary with their spouses to create a gigantic fund to afford the mortgage. I have no such plan. I want to be able to but my house with my pocket money. Yet, you need a big salary to afford such luxury. Looking at the situation now, there is only one way out. And this way out is something that I will keep to myself for the time being.

so far, my dreams are still elusive. But I am ready to take that extra step, run that extra mile and fight the extra battle to achieve my goals. May the dreams come true. Amin.

Alin's Story, from the humble little girl from Rawang, to a dream girl of someone

COMING SOON

The Last UK roadtrip

OK. I must be frank. This should not be the last entry as I promised myself that I will update my blog after every trip I made. Unfortunately, due to unforseen circumstances (heheh) I was too lazy to do it. Mark my word, I will jot something soon.

My last roadtrip was pretty much unplanned; spur of the moment kind of thing. It was Easter weekend. So I had 4 days of either doing nothing or go somewhere. Yes, I should have planned the Bath Trip (patient please…. It will be published soon) during easter. Well, to my defence, I did not even know about it. In addition, a dedicated worker like me will never think about holiday. Hahaha

In the end, the three of us (Q, Hasznil) decided that we should do a final road trip. Hasznil was due to fly home in the next few days, Q will be studying hard to maintain his Anugerah Dekan award (sic) and me, well, entah bila lagi nak jalan-jalan UK.
We set off early Saturday morning (11 April 09) towards Manchester. Our target was to reach Manchester by 10am-ish. The itinerary for the day was Cheshire Oaks. In short, SHOPPING. It turned out to be quite entertaining. What did I bought? Towels.. hahha. I did not bring any towel with me (purposely). And got a free mp3 player from a BOSE shop.

The next day we went to Liverpool. Spent a few hours covering Albert Docks, Liverpool High Street. Then off to Lake District just in time before sunset.

The last stop was Durham on Easter Monday. It was a place that I chose. Places with character and history. The likes of Liverpool or Manchester are places that I don’t really appreciate. (no offence, I just like places that are unique).Durham turned out to be really small. I mean really really small. I thought Bath was small, but Durham was a quarter of Bath. We visited the Catheral, had lunch, posed for a few pictures then headed back home to Norwich.

You might ask : So, what was the highlight of the trip? My answer is Megane. Renault Megane. The car that we were forced to rent because my car was still in a garage in bloody Cambridge. A car that was supposed to be a Renault Clio when we book it. A car that I first thought would have a large arse! (Le derier.. those who lived here long enough would recall that ad).

That car was fabulous. To say I like it would be an understatement. I LOVED that car. The build quality was great, the ride was comfy, and the gadgetries were awesome. The only downside might be the fuel consumption. A little bit on the high side. In the end, it was sad to leave her back into the hands of Avis. She parked there with her headlights dimmed for the very last time. I think there were tears in my eyes. Sad time indeed

Special thanks to Syed Hadi (Manchester) and Izham (Stockton) for providing us free accommodation and great hospitality.

Nantikan celoteh yang seterusnye…..

Update [28 Sept 09] - Again , I will break my promise. There will be no celoteh of my roadtrips. Too lazy..