Who doesn't like a chalk board right? Especially those huge ass ones that can make every kids go crazy doodling stuff and what not.
I finally went and did it after we've decided to redo our family area (i.e TV et al) and turn it a place where our kids can play around and stuff - a play area/nursery of sorts.
Colours for our wall..picky picky...
The catalyst for this was actually our tiles flooring. It somehow managed to expand and burst itself off of our floor - creating a very unpleasant sight to behold and a hazard for kids and adults alike. So it went from redo-ing the flooring, to talks about "why not we change the paint as well?" and then "a chalk board over here would be nice wouldn't you think?" and later "this futon set can use a paint job - yellow would look nice actually".Things have a way of evolving I suppose.
Back to the chalk board. To make a chalk board - you need to main items: A chalk paint, and a board.
For the paint, I got myself a black chalk paint from https://www.facebook.com/CandyPaintAsia. If I recall correctly, I bought it at MBE outlet in Paradigm Mall. They sell it by the sqm covered. So in my case, I bought the one that can cover up to 3sqm for around RM120. Quite pricey - but considering that I don't make chalk board every so often - plus it claims that it's water based (the alternative being a spray can by Krylon, you can find those in ACE Hardware), it's "probably" worth it.
And next you need a board. Well you don't really have to have one if your wall has an even surface. In my case, it wasn't. So I bought a 3mm thick 4ft X 8ft (4x8 is the default size btw) for around RM60.
The alternative of getting a plywood would be to use a wall liner. That being said - I couldn't find any shop online/offline that sells this item in Malaysia.
Below are some pics that I've managed to take throughout my not-so major project.
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| Sand the plywood thoroughly. Apply primer if you want (I did). |
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| Paint several coats of the chalk board paint accordingly. (or just follow the instructions provided with paint itself) |
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| Cutting the frames. |
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| Lining the board up against the wall before hanging. |
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| Curing the board. |
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| And now - enjoy the show |
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| And what would a play room be without some Lego right? |
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| Sprayed my four-legged foldable table white so that we could see the Lego parts easier. Looks nice too! |
Guess it's been awhile (a long while) since my last post.
In case you couldn't tell (judging from the time I'm posting this blog) - I'm having trouble to sleep right now. So why not blog eh?
Just wow..it has been years since my last post.
A lot have happened in between.
A lot.
I probably wouldn't have time to fill in the gaps even if wanted too. Will probably try. Probably be in vain though.
Becoming a parent.
I've recently been blessed with a 2nd child - a son now. We've named him Alaa Mujahid, after one of our favourite speaker/motivator/cleric Sheikh Alaa Elsayed and Mujahid..well that one came from my wife since she's fond of that name.
So a pair - Alhamdulillah.
A lot more work now I suppose. :)
In case you couldn't tell (judging from the time I'm posting this blog) - I'm having trouble to sleep right now. So why not blog eh?
Just wow..it has been years since my last post.
A lot have happened in between.
A lot.
I probably wouldn't have time to fill in the gaps even if wanted too. Will probably try. Probably be in vain though.
Becoming a parent.
I've recently been blessed with a 2nd child - a son now. We've named him Alaa Mujahid, after one of our favourite speaker/motivator/cleric Sheikh Alaa Elsayed and Mujahid..well that one came from my wife since she's fond of that name.
So a pair - Alhamdulillah.
A lot more work now I suppose. :)
It's been awhile now (this sort of introduction to my blog is quickly becoming a cliche now...) that I've written here.
So far work has been great - in the sense that when you work at a three man (now reduced to just two) office there's no a lot of politics (not that it was a problem before mind you) going around. I mean you just have two guys doing their work - how fucked up can things get?
This rather sudden (well I think it was rather sudden) interest into woodwork is attributed to this website - Ana White. I'm sure pretty much all of us are into building things ourselves to suit our liking and all that - and I think the thing that we lack the most is actually just direction and guidance. So to actually find a website that gives you a step by step tutorial on how to build your own stuff (in my case a playhouse) is just really amazing (Ana White Playhouse (Deck)). You'll be amazed at the vast arrays of website that seemingly shows you how to do things - but don't really stoop down to the beginner level and explain things in detail on how things actually come together. (I really like the way she google sketched all her projects).
The thing about these articles coming from a US-folk is well...they're intended for Americans mostly. The lumber there are rather cheap, and so does their power tools. So sometimes it's not that easy to follow all those instructions to the letter.
That's where both of my dads come in.
For the past few weeks I've been doing a lot of research on types of wood, joinery, finishing, etc..and having Evernote around on a tablet really helps get things in order. Here's what I have so far on my notes on things, Safiyya playhouse n slide. But don't take it too seriously though - it's supposed to be my notes, not a how-to guide.
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| Overall it took me around RM600 to be able to get from this stage... |
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| ..to this stage |
| Jenis Kayu/Type of Wood | Saiz/Size (in inches) | Harga/Price (RM) |
| Balau (ketam/planed) (sekaki/foot) | 4x4 '' | 12.50 |
| 2x6 '' | 10.00 | |
| 2x4 '' | 5.20 | |
| 1x3 '' | 1.60 | |
| 1x4 '' | 2.70 | |
| 1x2 '' | 0.90 | |
| Meranti (ketam/planed) (sekaki/foot) | 2x4 '' | 2.50 |
| 1x2 '' | 0.65 | |
| Kempas | 2x4 '' (treated) (tak ketam/not planed) | 1.80 |
| 1x2 '' (treated) | 0.45 |
I get my lumbers from Yisheng Hardware & Timber near where I live (in Kg Subang) - and to save you the additional trouble of trying to find what sort of wood is available with their prices, here's their number :03-78461590. Note: I don't really get anything out of this. I probably should though. They probably haven't heard about the internet yet.
I normally would just call them during office hours and ask them for so-so size of wood, what's the price for a feet? Or if you're really new to woodwork - just tell them what you're trying to build and they could probably suggest to you the kind of wood you should be working with (I don't really follow up on their advises though. Do your own research.)
Some other website that I consider to be useful would include Malaysia Timber Council Wood Wizard App. The tool there helps you determine the suitable choice of wood for various application.
There's actually a lot of stuff I've been meaning to write down about different aspects of the project - due to my love of documenting and also the fact that I like to be reminded from time to time. But it's getting really late now and I should really be heading back to bed (blogging is a luxury only an owl could afford now that Safiyya's around).
Safiyya is already 10 months old.
Times do fly rather quick I suppose. Or slow depending on how you look at it. She can't walk still, but it does sometimes feel like it was only yesterday that she just learned how to turn her self over.
Driving that Proton BLM everyday to work sometimes reminded me of the day when I was driving her and my wife back from the hospital back when she was just born. I was then worried about every bump on the road, about the slightest shock the car would make - worried that it would somehow have some sort of negative or detrimental effect to my newborn baby.
Fast forward several months, with a couple of accidents along the way - we now know that Safiyya Amani is one very tough baby indeed. Alhamdulillah is due of course.
It took Kak Aty to remind me that with some hard work and less complaining, I could actually get a lot of work done and have a more comfortable living space to breath in. For those of you who does not know who Kak Aty is, she is a maid who's employed with my aunt which I've borrowed a couple of weeks back. Having her around has basically made me feel more organized I suppose. Guess it was really about how to manage your time and get the stuff that needs doing done.
She's not with us anymore if any of you are wondering, but the impression that she made - lasted. So now I'm changing my routine. I've decided that from now onwards I could probably leave for work a bit later than usual. I've decided that I'm gonna spend more time with my Safiyya in the morning, because I'll probably end up reaching home late at night no matter what. So thats that.
Amazingly with that decided, I could now give her a morning bath, clean up the room, make some breakfast, iron some clothes, and at times - rock her to sleep. Not to shabby I suppose.
Of course, the getting back late from work part would need to be addressed as well - as it's not conducive for my marriage at all. But at the moment that's how things are probably going to be. I'm so used to sleeping early nowadays that I find it rather hard to do any work at all during the night - hence why I usually decide not to work at home and rather finish them at the office before returning. That part would have to change sometime later I suppose.
Owh - and we're probably gonna be able to move into our new house as early (well I guess I shouldn't call it early...its been months now) as next month! Yippee..(me in excitedness mode). And I think when Safiyya has learned to walk, I'll probably take her on a stroll as well every morning - just to let her experience the nature more (and she likes cats btw). :)
I probably should stop writing right about now. Probably wouldn't wanna attract that much attention after what has happened at my last place.
But that wouldn't be me now would it.
A month or so have passed since I joined Aircom International. They're good a company to work for I guess. Not very well organize in certain departments - but they're getting there I suppose (more like I hope so). Being in the company for just one month doesn't really give me the rights to actually bitch about anything, but hey - that's how I see it at the moment.
From what I can garner so far - it's actually a pretty neat place to be at. The product is well..just another product, but makes this place more interesting than the last would be the people working in it. I find them to have so much experience and knowledge that I gather it could take me some years to learn off of these guys. Yeah...guys. Some are actually pretty "experienced" if you get what I mean. Kinda think about it - I'm actually the youngest of the bunch. The average of my team would be somewhere like 37 -40...and I'm 26. Haha.
So yeah, I am glad and thankful that Allah have given me this path to take - to be able to join such a company whereby there is so much I could learn and so many seniors that could (hopefully) teach and guide me.
The work hours haven't been good though. On a typical day you'd see me getting up very early in the morning (much earlier than usual I suppose) to catch the 730am - 8am KTM train at Batu Tiga. From there it would take the train around 30-45 minutes to get to KL Sentral. Later a swift walk from the train to Maxis office would take me like 15 minutes. I usually would arrive at my cube sometime near 9am.
And I usually reach home around 8-9pm.
It's a rather sad state to be in where when you get home and you could only see and play with your baby for just a short while until she goes to sleep and you yourself are having some dinner downstairs alone.
My schedules really need to change.
Anywho, at this point in time - I just got back from the UK office to "supposedly" attend some sort of product training. Luckily, my wife did manage to slip herself and our baby along with me and we were there for a good 3 weeks. Yeah...these opportunity don't come often, so we might as well make good use of it.
I have tons of UK pics posted in facebook - which I am too lazy too post over here in the blog. Owh well. You readers would just have to take my word for it. Hoho.
It was a great trip overall. It had all the ingredients - laughter, sorrow, drama, suspense, you name it - it's there. Safiyya had much fun too. She was busy annoying other train passangers and looking into other people's bag. Aww...isn't that cute~ :)
The best part I like about working there would be the fact that the office was just a walking distance away, and sometimes at lunch - I could have them with my wife while sitting somewhere at a nearby park under the sunny - cool sky (with Safiyya crawling around).
In any case - I'm not sure when will be the next time I'll be writing back here. It guess it was quite some time from my last post. Anyways hopefully I won't be leaving this blog too long to be collecting dusts.
:)
Work
It's been good. Sometimes great. Sometimes well..not-so great. After spending almost 3 years in Comptel - I will finally be leaving them. Hopefully the experience will be as good if not better. Can't say that I'm not worried about the prospect of leaving my comfort zone - I am. I really am. But one can't, or must not, dwell too much in the comfort zone. Especially when one is as young I am. There are still much to see out there. Still many perspective and viewpoints to see from. To limit myself to just one will mean that I am actually holding myself back to view the world and its challenges.
It's the money. It's the knowledge. It's the experience. It's a little bit here and there. Hijrah tu penting. Ibarat air, kalau duduk setempat je lame2, busukla air tu. Macam lopak. Jadi sekali sekala kenalah mengalir, ubah persepsi dan cabar diri sendiri. Barulah minda tak kontang, akal berkembang.
Buntalbeads
The website recently went through some major layout revamp. It looks better now I suppose. Looks sleeker and more professional. Not that it matter much (it does to me though - I always love a neat and clean design) since we're not running the business that seriously. I guess in the end - we never really thought of the business as our actual source of income - it's just something that we do to learn, have fun, and get some cash along the way.
Personally, for me at least, it feels rewarding to actually have someone else buying stuff from you. More so when you are selling something that you deeply believe in. Bean bags. I love bean bags. That's why I enjoy selling them I suppose. Even more so when they (the bean bags) are quite hard to find (cheap) in Malaysia.
There are exceptions of course - some lowyat forumers have been selling them at quite a reasonable price before we started the biz. So kudos to them for bringing a great product to the masses (or other forumers). Not sure about the quality though. That's why we started ours. :)
I am at times tempted to post a [WTS] topic in there (Lowyat forum) as well - you know to get more sales in. But the thing is, if there were too many demand to be met with so little resources to supply it - chances are we will no longer have fun and get the same satisfaction as we previous did. It will tire and bore us and the business would probably die as a result. Hypothetically speaking of course. Thus (for now at least) we'll just depend on good 'ol facebook and friend's recommendation as the mean to expand our reach.
It hasn't been easy down in the production line. With Safiyya constantly demanding attention from her mom - actual work can only be done late at night when Safiyya is asleep. Hence again why we prefer not to have a lot of customers (not a good business model there - i know).
Life
I'll be missing Comptel I can tell you that. It gave me a lot - and hopefully I've done my dues while I was there. Apart from that - the bank loan process seems to be going rather smoothly (okla sikit..), so hopefully I'd be able to move in to our new house soon. Yippee~
On to the next adventure!
p/s: Happy CNY '11 to those celebrating :)
It's 2011. It's the year touted to be the year of the tablet and would also bring forward a huge collection of movies based on comic books.
Anyway here's my list of must-watch movies for this year (as a reminder for me to watch them when they actually come out. You tend to forget about these things as you go back to your usual daily routine).
1. Wanted 2 (no available poster).
2. Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 2 (not that I've seen Part 1 yet btw.)
3. Captain America.
4. Transformers: Dark of the Moon.
5. Super 8.
6. Limitless.
7. X-Men: First Class.
8. The Hangover: Part 2
11. The Adjustment Bureau. Based on a short story from Philip K. Dick. You just gotta love his stories. :)
12. Battle: Los Angeles.
13. I Am Number Four
Happy 2011! :)
I don't particularly have anything to blog about actually - just putting down a few pics taken earlier tonight.
Kids... they can sure make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside don't they.
Alhamdulillah.
Ketap! Ketap! Grin~~~
Again with the wish lists. Haha.
I've been reading a couple of (well...to be honest just one recently..lol) ebooks as of late. But it got me thinking about what are the better ways one could have to read these ebooks. I mean, who in their right mind would wanna carry around them bulky laptops (or even a netbook) just to read a book?
Then comes the tablet - or in my case - iPad. With a price tag of over 1k++ for it's cheapest model (suitable for cheap people like myself..ehem), I guess it's quite a hefty sum to pay. Though somehow I personally do think that in time it will prove to be a worthwhile investment due to its usefulness and practicality (ehem..since I am the kind of person who read a lot. No really - I do. )
Ahh..then I could read all those downloaded mangas, that Watchmen novel, that Marvel Civil War series - owh the joy! :)
For now though - I've been taking a break (or a long break/breaks rather) from my Oracle exam preparation and peeking/glancing/devouring/fantasizing on DSLR-related books by David duChemin. I like the fact that the book (Vision and Voice) not only stops to teach you how to properly fix or refine your pictures - it also includes his insight/philosophy on the art of picture taking. I kinda get that artsy feeling after downing a few chapters..lol.
Unfortunately for me - the hardcopy of the book is not available at the bookstores that I've gone to these past few days. Fortunately, there's Amazon (and my wife's credit card).
When selecting which ebooks to download - I find the reviews people put in Amazon to be of much help. I mean - can you imagine the amount of free (pirated) ebooks available out there? A LOT! And knowing me - sometimes I just feel like downloading all of the ebooks available out there (the one that interests me of course). There's just so much stuff to learn - but so little time. So due that latter factor mentioned - time - I guess the next best thing (or rather the smarter thing) is to actually rely on others before me who've actually gone through and digested them.
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Running out stuff to rant - returning to my faithful (with those occasional blue screen) laptop to read some more ebooks.
Is seriously thinking of getting himself a Bigfoot. I'm pretty sure it's gonna cost me an arm and a leg though...
:(
Sigh~...guess I'm really a sucker for these sort of things.
Safiyya, Life, Some Crazy Talk On Studying and The Perceived Smartness of People.
2 comments Posted by Hafidz at 11/27/2010Safiyya.
Safiyya is now 4 months old. Her weight by now have gone up to around 7 kg.
Not that any of those numbers matter to me, since it hardly mean anything when you got nothing to compare it against with. As far as I'm concerned, as long as the figure is somewhere near that dotted line in that monthly medical check up chart of her's - guess that's good enough for me.
People have been telling me that she's quite big and heavy for her age. But again - as long as the numbers are within those dotted lines in that chart - that's normal enough for me.
While I love to go on and on and just write about Safiyya, I guess that wouldn't fairly reflect the life that I'm living on right now. It probably won't matter to me now - but I guess when I'm old and forgetful (and would probably wet my pants every now and then) - I'd also want to know what else was going on with my life back then (the time when I'm not pissing in my pants) at this very moment. And while I would love to say that it was all about caring and loving and giving that huge, long kiss on her cheek everyday morning and night (and repeating that on the next day) - I could not.
Life.
I do other things as well. Yes Hafidz, you do other things as well in case you've forgotten about it.
You go to work. You have a wife. You have that brother up in Purdue who's still in some weird dilemma on how to lead his life. You have your parents who've just got back safely from Amman, Jordan. And your big sister is about to give birth to a baby girl next month insyallah. And that baby's name is probably going to be Aleesha Qaira (thanks mom for "accidentally" slipping the name out).
Work.
Work is ... well it's getting dull I guess. But one would probably expect this sort of things when one have been with a company for quite sometime. After awhile it gets kinda repetitive. And unchallenging. I guess what I'm trying to say is I need something to challenge myself with. Might be a new job scope. A new responsibility. A new side-project. Or maybe, a new job. For now though - I'm just working on my Oracle SQL certificate. Has been quite awhile since I did one of this things. I kind of missed it (the studying part) as well I guess (the last one was CCNA). These journey-to-get-that-certificate really kinda motivates you in wanting to study those things which you know would benefit your career but sometimes are just simply lazy to do. And after that -well probably another Oracle cert as well. DBA? PL/SQL? Haven't really given much thought about that yet. Baby steps...
Study.
I like studying I suppose. My brother loves it too. He likes it so much that he's probably gonna end up doing a PhD after he finishes his studies next year. Personally I'm kinda hoping that he does it oversea since their universities have that conducive learning environment that is so scarce (IMO) in Malaysia. Not that I have an insider's view or anything - it's just my general perception of how things are in Malaysia. I might be wrong.
Myself? Though I don't see myself pursuing a PhD in the near vicinity - I wouldn't scratch that possibility just yet. I might do it - though not yet. I prefer to do it when I have achieved financial stability for my family. I prefer to do it when I'm doing it for the sake of learning and the better understanding of things I love to know more about - like stuff on telecommunication for instance. Hurmmmm..now that I think about it - nahh. Haha. I'd rather appreciate the knowledge that people already has discovered and make/innovate something useful/fun using them rather than discovering new frontiers. Guess I'll just leave that discovering part to my brother. :)
But yeah - people should love studying. I'm not sure how things will fare in the future - but I have a gut feeling that people (or rather our kids' generation) will eventually define the process of studying/research as "the ability to write a successful google query on based the given question at hand". While I have to admit, googling have saved me a lot of valuable time getting me that useful bit of information - it still does not equate to a proper, methodological process of knowledge derivation (in which I might add would also give you more substance to your understanding).
The process of learning is actually quite simple. You always start at the beginning. And you would end at the very end. If you do somehow find something from the middle pages (like googling) - chances are you won't know what to make of it anyhow. After a few clicks and hours of confusion - you realize that you might as well just pick that book off of Amazon and have a go through the whole thing.
From my experience, I find that everyone that I've met along is not, in any way; stupid. Some people just learn faster than others, while some are slower. So far I haven't had any chance of meeting any geniuses along the way - but I guess those people are few and far between.
So that just leaves us average folks who has to learn/study the way normal way. The hard way. Sometimes I hear people arguing - "owh, but you don't have to learn it that way - learn the smart way instead". Bulls. It is correct I guess up to certain extent - but it only can apply to a select few. Try preaching that "study smart" idea to the class at the end of the hallway where their teachers can only dream of having their students ace-ing their papers. They (the students) don't learn the smart way because they choose not to - it's because they can't. Repetition method would probably work best with those bunch. But don't make the mistake of labelling them stupid or anything. To me, it's just a simple fact that they don't learn things they way most people do. Well actually most people I think don't even learn the smart way - they still do the it the hard way - but think that it's the smart way. Go figure.
Smart.
Sometimes I feel really disappointed with our exam-oriented education system. How people who aces the UPSRs, the PMRs, the SPMs - would be perceived as smart and intelligent and be given all the help they can get to pursue their dreams on achieving greater heights. Is it even actually fair to do that? To make that judgement call - to say that so and so is a smart person whilst so and so is not; when the latter student probably had not been given the learning environment that would give him a better chance or an equal footing with his/her peers in acquiring knowledge?
What am I talking about?
I am talking about the different methods of teaching and knowledge acquisition by people. You see, people are different - when it comes to how they acquire knowledge. Some learn best by listening, some learn best by viewing, some uses repetitions and others - well they have their own methods. My point is - there is not a one sure-fire method that would ensure that knowledge be acquired in it's "wholesomeness" (for lack of a better word). Different people rely on different method.
So it's quite astounding that some schools (if not most/all) are using the same method to teach kids around the nation and somehow expect them all to ace the papers. I guess it's OK if children here in Malaysia are cloned from a single copy and would all probably share the same learning method - but that's just fantasy. As a result, some would eventually be penalized due to their "different" way of picking things up. Hence - perceived as a failure.
Parents and teachers. IMO, those two should play a crucial role in identifying how their student/children would learn best. If you wanna wait for the kid to actually tell you how they learn best - it's probably gonna be too late by then.
In my ideal dreamlike world - a series of tests and interviews should be run prior to the your kid submission into a school, so that they could identify the most optimal method of teaching. And even the school is not your typical everyday school that you see nowadays. The school would function like our modern day colleges - they don't have to learn everything under the sun - just a few. They pick the subjects that they want to learn about - where their interest and strength lies in. There's no point in sending your kids to learn heavy maths if the only thing that he/she could see when they look at the books are numbers and alphabets going upside down and sideways (that's a known disease btw). Let them learn art or craftsmanship instead (or maybe even bakery).
Let them enjoy learning instead of them having to feel sorry for themselves. Empower them. Encourage them. Support them.
Personally, I don't think people are stupid. They've just been taught the wrong way.
I love having a her around.
I love seeing her antics everyday - I don't think there's any dull moment with her around. Of course - that is somewhat of an overstatement. But in general - I really do love having her around. She would make all sorts of faces - and when you've been with her for sometime, you'd tend to recognize what does each face she makes means. Sometimes she gets annoyed, at times she'll have that i-have-a-stomach-ache face, in the mornings she'll give you that million dollar smile (and some laughter too), in other times she'll pester you with her "tak ikhlas" cry, and etc etc.
We'd take her practically everywhere we go to these days. To the bank, to the hypermarket, even to IKEA. I'd have to say that dad's baby carrier (bought for Aqilah, but seldomly used) has been a big help (a VERY big help).
Another invention that warrants a huge kudos is the digital camera - for which without it we wouldn't be able to catch that "moments" in our everyday life with relative ease. As for me, I'm thankful for them digicams for it provides me with the necessary materials for me to make fun of my daughter later in her life. Yes Safiyya, your dad IS like that. :)
"Hehe - dah baring pun masih nak alas tangan lagi?"
3 months.
Or is it 2 months? Probably around 3 months or so. Yeah.. 3 months I suppose.
That's how long I've stayed here in Desa Subang Permai - at my in laws' place. I've been here since Safiyya was like 2 weeks old and have stayed here ever since. She's now 2 1/2 months old.
So umm yeah - it's around 2 months.
A lot of stuff has happened since then (thank you mr. obvious).
Work.
Another one of my colleague is leaving. Another one. I guess it's kinda of the "in" thing nowadays amongst us who've been here around 2 years or so. The greener pasture - that pot of gold over the rainbow. Of course - who wouldn't budge if they've got a better offer eh? I know I wo... now let's just keep that between me and myself for now. lolz.
But generally most of us do agree that there's basically nothing wrong here in the first place. No politics (not that apparent anyways), good environment to thrive in (and to some - quite comfortable at times) and a lot of other good things. So yeah - generally we don't really have much stuff to bitch about - other than stuff like complaining about our salary, chasing that "better offer", heavy workload etc etc. Sometimes though - I think we're pretty much making those stuff up just to "have" a decent conversation. Well you gotta talk about something during those tea breaks right?
Safiyya.
She's been beefing herself up real good. She is so beefed up right now I think those people at the gym would kill to have a body like hers. That's how beefed up my daughter is. So beefy. Hehe.
Sometimes it just amazes me how that simple origin of breastmilk (they came from breasts, if you're still wondering) can have so much nutrition that Safiyya seems to get heavier by the days. Subhanallah. I guess that why breastmilk is the best milk meant for them. And it's easy on the wallet too. Yeah. So no complaints in that department.
Every morning is a cheerful event to Safiyya. You can usually catch her at her best mood during the early morning after she wakes up. You can say just about anything - make any lame jokes - and she can make you feel that you're as talented as Russell Peters (or Afdlin Shauki - whichever is your preference).
Misc.
Insyaallah, I plan to relocate our little family to a place which is nearer to our families in Shah Alam. Hopefully we manage to work that plan out and become Shah Alam-ian in a couple of months. For now though, I guess I'll have to refrain myself from updating the status of the acquisition any further since it's not yet a done deal. The wheels have been set into motion though - so..yeah..that's that.
A couple of days back, probably last week - my boss called me in for a chat.
"Now what could this be about" - I wondered to myself. I recently got a baby (read my earlier blog post) and I was secretly hoping that they'll use this as an excuse to give a salary hike.
Apparently, somehow, someway; the people in the higher up have found out about my blog - and my seemingly "negative" outlook on the company (and no news of me getting a raise either :( ).
Dun dun dun.
Not that it really matters I suppose (to me that is). It was written, because that was how it was the way I saw it back then. I read back those posts which were seemingly "negative" - didn't found anything wrong there to be honest. So I guess I couldn't really understand what the fuss was all about actually. Though I could understand their concern on the 'company-image' part.
Which company wouldn't wanna protect it's image? For them to be a competitive, they have to have the "right" people. And to get that "right" people - you'd have to deserve them. You'd have to have the right outlook so that the "right" kinda people would be drawn to you. Don't get me started on how image is perceived by shareholders - that's a totally different chapter.
But they were professional about it (yay!). And deservedly earn my respect because of that. I've always like the 'open-communication' thing going on in the company. I've never felt uncomfortable to just barge in the boss' office and lay down how I feel about anything (not that I ever do those kind of things.). But in any case this recent experience proves just that.
Maybe the kind of posts I've been writing may have had a hand in putting off those talented people's interest in the company. Which really sucks I guess coz actually the place is a really good place to be in. Although I'd have to say - it's not for any type of people. You'd really have to be willing to learn and relearn. And work on the soft skills. And be prepared to face the customers shooting you million dollar questions.
Not that I mind - coz I honestly find it challenging and interesting. But as I said - what works for me probably won't be the same for you.
With great power comes great responsibility. Now that the blog has gained some visibility in the higher ups - chances are - every other people on the planet who's interested in Comptel would probably by chance stumble into here too. Which leads to "ethical" writing as compared "as-i-feel-at-the-moment" kind of writing.
Yeah right. IMO I should still be writing as-is.
I've been there once. A fresh graduate wanting to find that suitable job, looking eagerly for that suitable place, trying to get to know them "right" employer.
So I scoured the net. Read through forums. Linked up with people from the industry. Tried to get that "insider" information on who's good and who's bad, which company pays more than the rest of the pack and offering the best in terms of career growth and learning experience. In short, I was trying to get the best deal.
But those kinds of info are not that easy to come by. Especially the real, brutally honest, down to earth reviews which would really be a help in one's decision making.
I imagine employers nowadays must be really having a hard time trying to control their employees from exposing the "family" secrets. Sime Darby makes for a very good case study in this context.
Enough with that for now.
Last week I felt rather low when I found out that another of my "teh tarik" buddy is leaving. This particular fella was probably the closest person I could relate to there as an employee, due to the fact that we came from the same university, and joined in together as a fresh graduate. He'd probably have a good reason for it (to leave) I suppose.
Me? Sometimes I can't shake the feeling like my days here are numbered. One by one, my "teh tarik" buddies are leaving, and sometimes those things does influence you in certain ways. Maybe it's just how people behaves these days - they see a better option - and off they go (not that's it's a bad thing). Rossi mentioned that it's actually quite normal to see people leaving in batches - it happened during his days too.
Probably it's natural. Maybe. But it's kinda hard to keep focusing on your goal when you're facing this kind of predicament (my goal is trying to become an architect btw). I have this weird idea where I thought if I could stay long enough - I could become this one helluva guru on mediation. Yeah - we'll just see how that one pans out now won't we.
It's getting late. Better finish this post now so that I could play with Safiyya. :)
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Finally.
I officially became a dad last Sunday on the 25th of July 2010. The time was 4:16pm. I was waiting outside the operating theater - rather restless - waiting for any news from the inside.
Earlier that day, the doctor had given my wife some kind of fluid to help induce her contraction.
It wasn't a pretty sight, trust me. Over 5 long, painful and agonizing hours - her opening has just increased by probably a single cm. The nurse told us that she probably had a thick servic (if that is how you spell it). So I've decided to hell with trying to go via the normal procedure and just bring on the caesarian. Personally and I don't think my wife can take this amount of pain any longer. It hurts her - and me.
"Ya Allah selamatkanlah kedua isteri dan anak ku". Silently I waited and prayed outside. You could say that it was one of those moments where the clock seems to somehow tick real slow and a second could seem like a lifetime.
I was all by myself in the waiting room. Sitting in some beat-up couch - looking to my left and right, but mostly towards the door of the O.T. "What's taking them so long?" I pondered on.
Earlier the nurse had said that the c sect procedure would normally take around 15 minutes for the baby, and another 1 hour for the mother. It's been nearly 30 minutes past 4pm, I haven't heard anything from inside yet. 30 minutes - is not how long it would normally take. The mind games had begun.
Somewhere, in a distant place, I could hear a flat tone slowly ringing - like those flat lines sounds you hear when the heart is no longer beating. I wasn't sure whether the sound i heard was just me or whether it's real - but it did gave my head some severe headache and my heart went on an emotional roller-coaster.
At that moment I could never imagine living without my significant other. I'd probably quit my day job and put myself into an oil rig or off into some ship somewhere - somewhere far away from here to forget all about my previous life and start again from zero.
As my eyes starts to swell, I could feel the tears were just waiting for me to give the go-ahead.
And then the cleaner came. Talk about an anti-climax moment.
And I was like (while swearing and cursing inside) trying to control myself before the watergate opens up.
The cleaner sure took her sweet time cleaning the floor around the waiting room I can give you that.
Later that day I found out that the baby (girl) was safely delivered, and her mother was OK too. "Alhamdulillah" - I thought to myself.
That pretty much sums up my first waiting-for-your-wife-to-deliver experience.
Quietly, on some nights - I realize that this baby - this little bundle of joy of mine is going to grow up someday. She's gonna learn to walk, go to school, go to some college and probably meet up with some guy that would probably sweep her off her feet and they'll get married and live happily.
By then though ... she would no longer be our little girl ... she would no longer need me to carry her around ... she would no longer need me to feed her ... change her diaper ... give her that nudge so that she burps after she drinks milk.
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Right now thinking about her growing up and be independent and lead her own life somehow brings sorrow to my heart. It aches deep. It aches long. It's like - it's like somehow I wish things could go on like this forever. Guess I kinda like having her being dependent on me. Guess I already miss my little girl.
To Mom...to Dad, know that I love you guys very much and if you need(or don't need) anything from me you guys just say the word and I'll make it happen.
To Safiyya Amani, dad loves you very much too.
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Safiyya strikes back!
It's around 10pm now, and in a couple of hours Germany will be playing against Spain in the World Cup semi final. Personally I'm not rooting for either of them since my team (England) have packed their bags a long time ago. Paul "Oracle" Octopus have predicted that Spain will win this one - we'll just have to wait for tonight's match now don't we.
I've been living for a few days now (or has it already been weeks?) at my in laws. OKla. No complaints here. Been great so far. Will be staying here until the new kid comes into this world and later we're gonna have to wait until her/his mummy get over her 'pantang' period. 2 months? 3 months? I actually have no idea. Not in any rush to go anywhere though. Just going with the flow for the time being.
Apart from that - my D90 have just arrived from the US! Yay!! Second hand-lah tapi. Bought it from my lil' bro - who's gonna get (or rather has already gotten) himself a D300 as a substitute.
Dad later bought me a bag and a 50mm/1.8 lense for my camera. Haha - dad sure has a knack of buying me things without me having to ask for it. He actually called me at work the other day and simply asked "..yang lense ko nak tu 50mm 1.8 kan? Abah dah dkat kedai ni.." - that pretty much stops me saying "no thanks dad" doesn't it? I mean the guy is 'already' at the shop (what is he doing there at work hour anyway?)
In any case - thanks abah :)
Life is kinda funny when you think about it. You already know how it started - and you know how it's gonna end. But you never are quite sure what's gonna happen in between...no sir.
It's like you're driving down some road. You take off from your house - and you have this particular destination in mind. But there's just so many road you could choose from in order to get there. And if you're in a foreign land - the best bet is to get yourself a driver to get you to your destination. Or if you're cheap - then go get a map. Or a compass. Or a GPS.
One does not simply drive one's car in the middle of nowhere without a goddamn GPS/map/compass. Well, arguably you could if there's a gas station nearby and you could ask for the direction there - but that's not the point.
Everyone needs a map.
For life, one actually "does" have a map. It's called the Quran.
Like any other road trip - there's always gonna be some detour here and there, and bumps along the way. Heck if you're so unlucky - someone might even steal your car. I guess life is..pretty much like a road trip doesn't it.
I always wonder sometimes, what if I've taken the other road instead - like making different choices during my younger days. Like what if we didn't move to Canada? what if I didn't go to the boarding school malacca? (those what ifs question running about can be a real time waster sometimes)
Looking back - I guess I'm pretty satisfied with what I ended up with in the end. It's like seeing pieces of a jigsaw puzzle falling into place just nicely. Or probably that's just how I usually see things - turning some weird sequence of events and make it all about how those events actually are beneficial to me. Some may call it positive thinking - others call it an act of desperation. I prefer the former obviously.
Okay okay - before I continue I might as well just 'fess up about what made me ramble on and on about this choices and life thing. I was looking at my schoolmates facebook photos just now and saw some stuff which...well let's just say there not the kind of photos that you would want to show to your parents and say "Hey mom, meet my friends!". And it's not just "a" friend - it's like the my whole gang! And I was like - if I had stayed, would I end up this way? Different paths, different journeys.
Maybe that's just Allah's way of leading me (who am I kidding, it's already written). Wallahu'alam.
Somehow up until today I can't really shake the you-gotta-be-kidding-me feeling everytime I saw those pics. Maybe because the last time I was friends with them they were all so..innocent and good and wholesome and..all those other things. Maybe I'm just too naive. Or maybe I just want to be naive. It's a whole lot simpler that way. I like simple things - don't you?
It's true what they say you know - you really have to pick your friends carefully. Took me 20 years or so to realize that. Hopefully to whoever's reading this - you've find your own "friends" already.
Yesterday, or more accurately last Saturday - was Labor Day.
It usually is a chance for all of us middle income earners to take a seat back and relax and maybe enjoy the holiday, reading up on a good book or two.
In my case - none of that happened of course. The day came on a saturday - on worse of all it's not gonna be replaced on your mon - fri office days - which really sucks IMO. But I guess that's just typical of non-managers like me I suppose - to always want less work - and earn as much money as I could by the end of the month.
In any case, that's not really where I am actually going here. This post is more about this event which (ehem ehemm..) yours truly have arranged for his office mates.
Organizing events can be a hard thing to do. More so when it involves a lot of people. Luckily - the guys I work with makes it look really easy. Just needed a few phone calls and emails and we were all set. At first I thought that this event wouldn't catch fire among the Comptelians - luckily though, it did. In the end, 18 people decided to play, and were later divided into 2 teams - Red VS Blue. Me, I'm a Red.
We got there at Rimba Harmonis separately. The plan was for the briefing to start at 10 am. The map on their website is quite confusing I have to say - even for the people who actually lives up there in the Wangsa Maju area. Luckily there was Google Earth. Had that map studied the night before just so that I wouldn't get lost the day after.
After we all got there, the manager of place started off with a briefing of the rules and regulations of the sport. Gears, safety precautions, basically all the do's and don't's.
After that, we took a tour of the playing fields and discussed on the format of the game that we are "suggested" to play. In this case - it was "Raise the Flag".
We actually played around three rounds of those. 2 in the simulated jungle (I call it Jungle 1), and 1 in an actual jungle (well actually it's more like semak-samun je sebenarnye. But it's the realism that matters here. Let's call it Jungle 2).Jungle 2. The "real" warzone.
And off we go. That's me with the brown vest and yellow/white sleeve shirt.
Shirt looks clean there. Nice :). This is Jungle 1 btw.
Me laughing my ass off. Our Captain (Theenesh) meanwhile can be seen grieving his knee injury. He later had to get his ass out of the game.
Muke budak tak puas ati. Macho giler. Haha.
Ini kalo tak salah ni time main Chicken Run - 2nd round.
Posing dgn gear pulak.
Penat gile tuu...
Yeahh..ceriaa~
Match Result
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1. Raise the Flag (Jungle 1) = Draw
2. Raise the Flag (Jungle 1) = Draw
3. Raise the Flag (Jungle 2) = Draw
4. Chicken Run (Jungle 1) = Blue won.
5. Chicken Run (Jungle 1) = Blue won.
6. Chicken Run (Jungle 1) = Blue won.
Red Team lost all 3 of the Chicken Run matches. Not sure what happened there. Maybe the team was not divided equally. Haha - dah kalah mmg la argue macam2.
At the end of the day, it was a very tiring event. Memang tak cukup nafas. I was running all over the place. Haha - when I can't run, I rolled. Literally was bak kate Shin-chan - "guling-guling macam tenggiling". In some instances I would just throw away my gun and would simply just run. Maybe I was unconsciously trying to re-enact some scenes from all those action movies. Maybe it was the adrenaline. Maybe it was just the sense of wanting to get things done. Whatever it is - it was surely fun.
Now - I can hardly walk straight. I even have trouble walking, sitting and even while lying down. Body aches all over. The bruises look bad - but actually the muscle pull is the real bitch here. Hurts like hello good morning America.
My original intention of the event (besides fulfilling that urge to simply shoot your friends once in awhile) was to bring people together. To build that bridge. To create that bonding experience where teamwork can be developed out of the office. The way I see it - events like these can beat all those corporate team building exercises by tenfold.
Well, that's just how I think of things lah. :)
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