UnDerEstiMated-OverEstiMating

I want to continue writing.

But there seems to be less of a good thing to blog about. I can’t stomach the thought that our leaders, those we elect to power about 3 and a half years ago, are… well… stupid. I’m tired of trying to make sense of their rational behind their judgment calls. And besides, a lot more can be garnered through http://www.malaysia-today.net/index.shtml , http://www.niamah.blogspot.com/ … check out the links there too.

I’ve heard miss Fahimeh has just delivered a baby boy on the wee hours of today. Congratulations!

In 2 weeks time, a very2 kambing friend of mine, Abu Asan will come to end his bujang days. Another headache to get a nice wedding gift. ;P

Those 3 wells for BARAM E has started to flow again, and without much problem. That is so good, makes me want to be there again. I practically vanished from the face of this earth for 16days, calling Teknik Berkat (tender assist rig) home, hooked to BADP-E. I gained a lot (hahahaha… must read this line in a WHOLE-listic kinda way). Made new acquaintances. Can’t believe was able to do things I never dreamt of doing. And I so miss the bias treatment that I get for being there ;). Hehe.

I’ve fully utilized the squash court in PERMATA. My body aches every night, but it felt good to be able to bLasah dinDing after such a long time. Hearing the ball smash into the wall brought about nostalgia of the last year in UTP.

Am thinking of going off to UK for a bit. Just for the change of environment. Just so I could shiver without feeling artificial. Just so I could check out the high performance sports centre Miss Azalina so bullheaded-ly wanted to built.

OK… life is good Ignorance can be bliss~~

Haihhh… so much for being the angry blogger.

Transformers, robots in disguise.

I wished I wasn’t gullible to what others think of this movie. JJ and Rudy dubbed it THE movie of the year. My friends find the movie least of all entertaining.

I find it too… pushing over the traditional notion of the cartoon. I was pretty much counting the times when the transformation sound will come up (just once). I wished Bumble Bee was a beetle (but the Camaro still rocks). I wished there were more Autobots.

I guess it was part my fault for not heeding Makwe’s warning, not to watch it when your head is numb. I watched it straight after work, and to think on the way to the cinema I was on the phone talking to the S.O.R babysitting the new wells which is part of _ _ _ _ _ E project (okay la… I was describing the ciput work I had to do since I went offshore) ;P About the project itself.

The storyline itself was nonsense. But I’ve found that I could tolerate that, if the visuals were very pleasurable. All I remembered were blurred out images of robots flying every each way. I can’t even savour the extent of the ‘wars’ between the robots. DeceptiCONed I was.

The good thing though, must have come from Bumble Bee, him trying to be cupid for Sam and hot babe Mikaela. The subtle way he played on the sound system, nice. Wished could have an AI type of radio, transmitting songs that reflects our mood (perghh kantoi x ingat la camni). Then the time he changed from a run-down poor looking Camaro to a brand-spanking sporty Camaro… that was awesome! I wished my Kancil could morph into a Mini Cooper.

And the tiny nasty chippering Decepticon robot, the one who turns into a radio was pretty cute.

Other than that, I was yawning as if there wasn’t enough air.

P/S: I’m writing like a _ _ _ _. Damn writer’s block. I need to start reading stuff again.

Ok laa… this is my third trial at coming up with a blog entry.

And since the first two was full with scathing comments on our powers that be, it might be better off lost from the screens of my laptop before I got the chance to save it.

So to Khuzai, Moon, Baiti & especially Che Muzaini, I will do my best to compile our adventures we had in Kelantan. Che, I do hope you’re having the best times in your life with your newly wedded husband.

To those whose birthdays I’ve missed, truly sorry. Guess keeping in touch with… errr… how many hundreds of people I’ve known throughout my short life… Is next to impossible. But impossible is nothing. So happy belated birthdays.

To those kenduri’s I’ve been invited to but did not show up, my bad. And congrats on the new status. I wished I could make it… but life has a way of making the simplest things difficult ;P

OK la… before this kambing gurun of a laptop starts to suddenly jump into another page & me losing this siot entry, better save it. Pen off.

Welcome to wherever you are.

Miss Azalina & Najibun - you guys are up next.