Sunday, December 27, 2009

How do you deal with inconsiderate people?

Oh god, it is 1039 PM on Sunday night. I have a neighbor who still running some ceremony like karaoke session.

Oh well, I don't mind you run any ritual for your religion, but I bet your religion taught you well to respect people. We don't need to blast the PA system to the max and disturb other people, right fucker. Oh come on, I have 2 little babies who need sleep and the noise was so terrible even I could barely deal with it. The ceremony started around 8pm and it is 2 hours and 39 minutes, and there is no sign that they are ending any time soon.

My god, do you need to tell the whole world that you are having some freaking ceremony. Give me a break. Fuck it.

What make things worst, they light the chinese fire-crackers that chinese use to burn during Chinese New Year. How on earth that fire crackers have to do with their religion is really a BIG MYSTERY to me.

I really love Malaysia. Najib really did a good job. What a good 1Malaysia. God bless Malaysia.

Thursday, September 17, 2009

My princess

From left: Ning Ning & Hui Hui

Top left: Qian Hui with her big smile, Qian Ning showing off her skills on eating on her own
Bottom left: Qian Ning with her signature kiss, Qian Hui in her korean lamb head deco

Thursday, July 16, 2009

Desert at Sweet Chat Cafe @ Midvalley again

Sweet Chat Cafe @ Midvalley has become a favourite place for Sooky and myself for tea-time whenever we shops there. Our previous visit to Sweet Chat Cafe

This time I had another marvellous desert, red bean + durian paste in coconut milk. It is so yummy and it make drooling while writing this post.

Dark Red = Red Bean, Yellow = Durian Paste

Papa Johns Pizza

Catching up again, it was a backdated post for few months ago. Hell, I was darn busy for the past few months.

There are still many people who do not know the existance of Papa Johns Pizza simply for 2 reason:

1. Lack of publicity
2. Lack of stores. Currently only in Berjaya Time Squares and IOI Mall Puchong. There is another one coming to AEON Bukit Tinggi in Klang.

Visit [click on the link] Papa John Pizza

My verdict:
- Taste better than Pizza Hut
- Cheaper than Pizza Hut for a little bit

Yummy, the pizza is not too thick like Pizza Hut and not too thin like Domino. Papa John Pizza motto are "They make a better traditional pizza by using fresh dough and superior quality ingredients."

In terms of filling, Papa John Pizza is quite generous too.

The cutie little tiny chili. Not spicy but nice to have

Papa John Pizza: Breadstick. Taste better than Pizza Hut

Papa John Pizza: Cheesestick. Jezz taste way better than Pizza Hut, more cheesy and it come with a garlic cheese deep below. Win hands down against Pizza Hut.

The cheesy and aromatic garlic cheese dip. Oh well you only get this sauce for 1 time and if only if you order cheesestick.

12 Years Ago and Now

Last week, I had a chance to get together with some old friends, old teammate and ex-coach of me. It was a good gathering considering that I haven't meet some of them for more than 12 years ever since I finished my secondary studies.

Rugby was a game that I have passion and fun. I spent my entire 3(1) years in secondary school from F3 to F5 playing what I like which is RUGBY, doing what I am good in it which is RUGBY playing as forward (prop, second row, no 8 and fullback). You must be asking where is F1 and F2? Yeah, spot on. I was damn fat and not athletics at all. Not playing any other game except badminton for fun. I can't run fast, I can't jump high and basically not good in any sport.

In F2, I tried on football, well, in school team but as reserve only which again, I am not good enough, average only. Then I switch to rugby, and again I'm a reserved player. Well I have no qualms on that and I know I must work harder to gain a place in first teamer. Back then I was the waterboy, the jersey boy, the ball picker and basically doing nothing except serving my teammates. But at least I managed to get into the team that travel to Kuantan for our MSSP game. I learned a lot from my other teammates who got onto the field. I see the way they played and I learnt.

In F3, here is where my "career" in rugby get ignited. Starting my first real competitive game, starting my first real tournament and I started it with a "bang". We got 3rd place in the tournament and I was the "Pemain Berbakat U15" (Gifted Player for under 15). I did not look back from there and I moved on to represent U18 state team at the age of 15, represent Malaysia U19 team at the age of 16 and went on to win few more awards like "Pemain Harapan U18" (Valueable Player for U18) and Best Forward U18 for Pahang.

Look at how fit and lean we are when we were 12 years back.

We won SEMSAS open in 1996. My Captain Marvel standing to the most left and myself standing on the most right.

How I look in 1996 at Muadzam Shah MSSP event

See what have changed after 12 wonderful years.

12 years later, I'm a dad. From a 60kg ruggers, turn into a 110 kg fat daddy. Almost double, can you believe that? believe it.

There you go, my Captain Marvel. Pojie. Big contradiction.

Thursday, July 9, 2009

Having a bad day? Wanna have a good laugh?

Having a bad day? Wanna have a good laugh? goto

I bet you will ROTFLMAO

Thursday, July 2, 2009

My Conversation With A Genie

Me: Hey Genie, do you know that MJ such an asshole and that's why he was in so much of debt?

Genie: Nope, I don't know.

Me: Well, MJ go on 7 figures shopping. (Well, I have to make sure my genie know how much is 7 figures. Well, it is mathematics, you know lar)

Genie: Ya I know, 7 numbers lor.

Me: (Eyes pops out, tongue lashing out, nostril enlarge, ear widen and etc) WHAT !!!!

In the end, I

LOL - Laughing Out Loud +

ROTFL - Rolling On The Floor Laughing (Siu To Look Dei) +

LMAO - Laughing My Ass Off +

and the ultimatum

ROTFLMAO - Rolling On The Floor Laughing My Ass Off

PS: I'm unable to disclose the identity of my Genie, you give your brilliant guess. Wuahhhaa

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

I'm getting old

I'm getting old

I always boast and show off in front of Sooky saying that I have good memories. I can remember little tiny things that happen in the past as compare to her.

But lately, I kept forgetting on things that I wanted to do. At one moment, I told myself to carry some stuff, in the next moment, I will forget. Till I'm half way on the road, I was like "arghh, not again!!" .. Is this a sign that I'm getting old?

Scary. If I can rely on my brain anymore, what would I do?

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

A story worth reading and taken as example in life

I found this story from one of the forum. I really like it, hence would like to share with you all.

A story worth reading and taken as example in life.... don't lose the moments in life just because of a small quarrel...

This is long but worth reading and is a true story ... you may have received it... but it is worth to be reminded of it again.


This is for all the single, married, divorced, separated, widowed individuals, who take life for granted. Please I BEG YOU, read this story until the end, it is such an opener. You will never know…………………….!

Just two years after our marriage, hubby brought up the idea of asking Mother to move from the rural hometown and spend her remaining years with us. Hubby's father passed away while he was still very young.

Mother endured much hardship and struggled all on her own to provide for him, see him through to a university degree. You could say that she suffered a great deal and did everything you could expect of a woman to bring hubby to where he is today.

I immediately agreed and started packing the spare room, which has a balcony facing the South to let her enjoy the sunshine and plant greenery. Hubby stood in the bright room, and suddenly just picked me up and started spinning round and round. As I begged him to put me down, he said: "Lets go fetch mother." Hubby is tall and big sized and I love to rest on his chest and enjoy the feeling that he could pick me up at any moment put the tiny me into his pockets.

Whenever we have an argument and both refuses to back down, he would pick me up and spin me over his head continuously until I surrender and beg for mercy. I became addicted to this kind of panic-joy feeling.

Mother brought along her countryside habits and lifestyle with her.

For example; I am so used to buying flowers to decorate the living room, she could not stand it and would comment: "I do not know how you young people spend your money, why do you buy flowers for? You also can't eat flowers!" I smiled and said: "Mum, with flowers in the house, our mood will also become better." Mother continues to grumble away, and hubby smiled: "Mum, this is a city-people's habit; slowly you will get use to it."

Mother stopped saying anything. But every time thereafter, whenever I came home with flowers, she would ask me how much it costs. I told her and she would shake her head and express displeasure.

Sometimes, when I come home with lots of shopping bags, she would ask each and every item how much they cost, I would tell her honestly and she would get even more upset about it. Hubby playfully pinched my nose and said: "You little fool, just don't tell her the full price of everything would solve it."

There begins the friction to our otherwise happy lifestyle.

Mother hates it most when hubby wakes up early to prepare the breakfast. In your view, how could the man of the house cook for the wife? At the breakfast table, mother facial expression is always like the dark clouds before a thunderstorm and I would pretend not to notice. She would use her chopsticks and make a lot of noise with it as her silent protest.

As I am a dance teacher in the Children's Palace and am exhausted from a long day of dancing around, I do not wish to give up the luxury of that additional few minutes in the comfort of my bed and hence I turned a deaf ear to all the protest mother makes.

From time to time, mother would help out with some housework, but soon her help created additional work for me. For example: she would keep all kinds of plastic bags accumulating them so that she sell them later on, and resulted in our house being filled with all the trash bags; she would scrimp on dish washing detergent when helping to wash the dishes and so as not to hurt her feelings, I would quietly wash them again.

One day, late at night, mother saw me quietly washing the dishes, and "Bam" she slams her bedroom door and cried very loudly in her room. Hubby was placed in a difficult position, and after that, he did not speak to me for that entire night.

I pretended to be a spoilt child, tried acting cute, but he totally ignored me.... I got mad and asked him:
"What did I do wrong?" Hubby stared at me and said: "Can't you just give in to her once? We couldn't possibly die eating from a bowl however unclean it is, right?" After that incident, for a long period of time, mother did not speak to me and you can feel that there is a very awkward feeling hanging in the house. During that period of cold war, hubby was caught in dilemma as to who to please.

In order to stop her son from having to prepare breakfast, mother took on the "all important" task of preparing breakfast without any prompting. At the breakfast table, mother would look at hubby happily eating his breakfast and cast that reprimanding stare at me for having failed to perform my duty as a wife. To avoid the embarrassing breakfast situation, I resorted to buying my own breakfast on my way to work.

That night, while in bed, hubby was a little upset and asked me: "LD, is it because you think that mum's cooking is not clean that's why you chose not to eat at home?" He then turned his back on me and left me alone in tears as feeling of unfairness overwhelmed me. After some time, hubby sighed: "LD, just for me, can you have breakfast at home?" I am left with no choice but to return to the breakfast table.

The next morning, I was having porridge prepared by mother and I felt a sudden churn in my stomach and everything inside seem to be rushing up my throat. I tried to suppress the urge to throw up but I could not. I threw down the bowl, rushed into the washroom, and vomited everything out.

Just as I was catching my breath, I saw mother crying and grumbling very loudly in her dialect, hubby was standing at the washroom doorway staring at me with fire burning in his eyes.. I opened my mouth but no words came out of it, I really did not mean it.

We had our very first big fight that day; mother took a look at us, then stood up and slowly made her way out of the house. Hubby gave me a final stare in the eye and followed mother down the stairs. For three days, hubby did not return home, not even a phone call.

I was so furious, since mother arrived; I had been trying my best and putting up with her, what else do you want me to do? For no reason, I keep having the feeling to throw up and I simply have not appetite for food, coupled with all the events happening at home, I was at then low point in my life.

Finally, a colleague said: "LD, you look terrible; you should go and see a doctor." The doctor confirmed that I am pregnant.
Now it became clear to me why I threw up that fateful morning, a sense of sadness floated through that otherwise happy news. Why didn't hubby, and mother who had been through this before, thought of the possibility of this being the reason that day?

At the hospital entrance, I saw my hubby standing there. It had only been three days, but he looked haggard. I had wanted to turn and leave, but one look at him and my heart soften, I couldn't resist and called out to him. He followed my voice and finally found me but he pretended that he doesn't know me; he has that disgusted look in his eyes that cut right through my heart. I told myself not to look at him anymore, and hail a cab.

At that moment, I have such a strong urge inside me to shout to my hubby: "Darling, I am having your baby!" and have him lift me up and spin me around in circles of joy. What I wanted didn't happen and as I sat in the cab, my tears started rolling down. Why? Why our love couldn't even withstand the test of one fight?

Back home, I lay on the bed thinking about my hubby, and the disgusted look in his eyes. I cried and wet the corner of the blanket. That night, sound of the drawers opening woke me up. I switched on the lights and I saw hubby with tears rolling down his face. He was removing the money. I stared at him in silence; he ignored me, took the bank deposit book and some money and left the house.

Maybe he really intends to leave me for good.. What a rational man, so clear-cut in love and money matters. I gave a few dried laugh and tears starting streaming down again. The next day, I did not go to work. I wanted to clear this out and have a good talk with hubby. I reached his office and his secretary gave me a weird look and said: "Mr. Tan's mother had a traffic accident and is now in the hospital."

I stood there in shock. I rushed to the hospital and by the time I found hubby, mother had already passed away. Hubby did not look at me, his face was expressionless. I looked at mother's pale white and thin face and I couldn't control the tears in my eyes. My God, how could this happen?

Throughout the funeral, hubby did not say a single word to me, with only the occasional disgusted stare at me. I only managed to find out brief facts about the accident from other people. That day, after mother left the house, she walked in dazed toward the bus stop, apparently intending to go back to her old house back in the countryside.

As hubby ran after her, she tried to walk faster and as she tried to cross the street, a public bus came and hit her... I finally understood how much hubby must hate me, if I had not thrown up that morning, if we had not quarreled, if....In his heart, I am indirectly the killer of his mother..

Hubby moved into mother's room and came home every night with a strong liquor smell on him. And me, I am buried under the guilt and self-pity and could hardly breathe. I wanted to explain to him, tell him that we are going to have our baby soon, but each time, I saw the dead look in his eyes, all the words I have at the brink of my mouth just fell back in.

I had rather he hit me real hard or give me a big and thorough scolding though none of these events happening had been my fault at all. Many days of suffocating silence went by and as the days went by, hubby came home later and later. The deadlock between us continues, we were living together like strangers who don't know each other. I am like the dead knot in his heart.

One day, I passed by a western restaurant, looking into the glass window, I saw hubby and a girl sitting facing each other and he very lightly brushed her hair for her, I understood what it meant. After recovering from that moment of shock, I entered the restaurant, stood in front of my hubby and stared hard at him, not a tear in my eyes. I have nothing to say to him, and there is no need to say anything. The girl looked at me, looks at hubby, stands up and wanted to go, hubby stretched out his hand and stopped her. He stared back at me, challenging me. I can only hear my slow heart beat, beating, one by one as if at the brink of death.

I eventually backed down, if I had stood that any longer, I will collapse together with the baby inside me.. That night, he did not come home; he had chosen to use that as a way to indicate to me:
Following mother's death so did our love for each other...

He did not come home anymore after that. Sometimes, when I returned home from work, I can tell that the cupboard had been touched - he had returned to take some of his stuff. I no longer wish to call him; the initial desire to explain everything to him vanished.

I lived alone; I go for my medical checkups alone, my heart breaks again and again every time I see a guy carefully helping his wife through the physical examination. My office colleagues hinted to me to consider aborting the baby, I told them No, I will not.. I insisted on having to this baby, perhaps it is my way of repaying mother for causing her death.

One day, I came home and I saw hubby sitting in the living room. The whole house was filled with cigarette smoke. On the coffee table, there was this piece of paper. I know what it is all about without even looking at it. In the two months plus of living alone, I have gradually learned to find peace within myself. I looked at him, removed my hat and said: "You wait a while, I will sign." He looked at me, mixed feelings in his eyes, just like mine.

As I hang up my coat, I keep repeating to myself "You cannot cry, you cannot cry..." my eyes hurt terribly, but I refused to let tears come out from there.
After I hung up my coat, hubby's eyes stared fixed at my bulging tummy. I smiled, walked over to the coffee table and pulled the paper towards me. Without even looking at what it says, I signed my name on it and pushed the paper to him. "LD, are you pregnant?" Since mother's accident, this is the first time he spoke to me. I could not control my tears any further and they fell like raindrops. I said: "Yes, but its ok, you can leave now." He did not go, in the dark, we sat, facing each other.

Hubby slowly moved over me, his tears wet the blanket. In my heart, everything seems so far away, so far that even if I sprint, I could never reach them. I cannot remember how many times he repeated "sorry" to me. I had originally thought that I would forgive him, but now I can't. In the western restaurant, in front of that girl, that cold look in his eyes, I will never forget, ever.

We have drawn such deep scars in each other's heart. For me, it's unintentional; for him, totally intentional. I had been waiting for this moment of reconciliation, but I realized now, what had gone past is gone forever and could not repeated.

Other than the thought of the baby inside me that would bring some warmth to my heart, I am totally cold towards him, I no longer eat anything he buys for me, I don't take any presents from him and I stopped talking to him..

From the moment I signed on that piece of paper, marriage and love had vanished from my heart. Sometimes, hubby will try to come into the bedroom, but when he walks in, I will walk out to the living room.

He had no choice but to sleep in mother's room. At night, from his room, I can hear light sounds of groaning, I kept quiet. This used to be his trick; last time, whenever I ignore him, he would fake illness and I will surrender and find out what is wrong with him, he would then grab me and laugh.

He has forgotten that last time I cared for him and am concerned because there was love, but now, what is there between us? Hubby's groaning came on and off continuing but I continuously ignored him.

Almost everyday, he would buy something for the baby, infant products, children products and books that kids like to read. Bags and bags of it stacked inside his room till it is full. I know he is trying to use this to reach out to me, but I am no longer moved by his actions. He has no choice but to lock himself in his room and I can hear his typing away on his computer keyboard, maybe he is now addicted to web surfing but none of that matters to me anymore.

It was sometime towards the end of spring in the following year, one late night, I screamed because of a sudden stomach pain, hubby came rushing into the room, its like he did not change and sleep, and had been waiting for this moment. He carried me and ran down the stairs, stopped a car, holding my hand very tightly and kept wiping the sweat off my brow, throughout the journey to the hospital.

Once we reached the hospital, he carried me and hurried into the delivery suite. Lying on the back of his skinny but warmth body, a thought crossed my mind: In my lifetime, who else would love me as much as he did?

He held the delivery suite door opened and watch me go in; his warm eyes caused me to manage a smile at him despite my contraction pain. Coming out of the delivery room, hubby looked at our son and me, eyes tear with joy and he kept smiling. I reached out and touched his hand.

Hubby looked at me, smiling and then he slowly collapsed onto the floor. I cried out for him in pain... He smiled, but without opening that tired eyes of his... I had thought that I would never shed any tear for him, but the truth is, I have never felt a deeper pain cutting through my body at that moment.

Doctor said that by the time hubby discovered he had liver cancer, it was already in terminal stage and it was a miracle that he managed to last this long. I asked the doctor when he first discovered he had cancer. Doctor said about 5 months ago and consoled me saying: "Prepare for his funeral."

I disregarded the nurse's objection and rushed home, I went into his room and checked his computer, and a suffocating pain hits me.

Hubby's cancer was discovered 5 months ago, his groaning was real, and I had thought that... the computer showed over 200 thousand words he wrote for our son: "Son, just for you, I have persisted, to be able to take a look at you before I fall, is my biggest wish now... I know that in your life, you will have many happiness and maybe some setbacks, if only I can accompany you throughout that journey, how nice would it be. But daddy now no longer has that chance. Daddy has written inside here all the possible difficulties and problems you may encounter during your lifetime, when you meet with these problems, you can refer to daddy's suggestion....

Son, after writing these 200 thousand words, I feel as if I have accompanied you through life journey. To be honest, daddy is very happy. Do love your mother, she has suffered, she is the one who loves you most and also the one who loves me most..."

From play school to primary school, to secondary, university, to work and even in dealing with questions of love, everything big and small was written there.

Hubby has also written a letter for me:

"My dear, to marry you is my biggest happiness, forgive me for the pain I have caused you, forgive me for not telling you my illness, because I want to see you be in a joyful mood waiting for the arrival of our baby...My dear, if you cried, it means that you have forgiven me and I would smile, thank you for loving me...These presents, I'm afraid I cannot give them to our son personally, could you help me to give some of them to him every year, the dates on what to give when are all written on the packaging... "

Going back to the hospital, hubby is still in coma. I brought our son over and place him beside him. I said: "Open your eyes and smile, I want our son to remember being in the warmth of your arms..." He struggled to open his eyes and managed a weak smile. Our son still in his arms was happily waving his tiny hands in the air. I press the button on the camera and the sound of the shutter rang through the air as tears slowly rolled down my face....

A fatal misunderstanding and the person who loves me the most in this world is gone forever..."Cruel misunderstandings one after another disrupted the blissful footsteps to our family. Our originals intend of having Mother enjoy some quiet and peaceful moments in her remaining years with us went terribly wrong as destiny's secret is finally revealed at a price, every thing became too late.".........

This is a true story...

I am totally speechless, this story brought tears to my eyes as I read through each line eager to know what would happen next. It truly showed the devastating power of grudges and anger!

Simple humility and communication would have resolved most of the problems in that story, as well as patience....
This story has really touched my heart and life as a whole and it has stimulated a paradigm shift.. Though it is very sad, it is also very refreshing to know that from today, I can consciously start to live a life free of grudge. People please let’s live a life devoid of grudges.

Communication with your loved ones is THE key.

Monday, June 15, 2009

Such a lovely daughter - ning ning

This morning, sooky and myself have simple breakfast (super duper tasty kaya puff from Ipoh with coffee. ps: sooky cannot touch coffee, only anmum lacta milk for her. kakaka)

Then as usual, our super duper naughty daughter Ning Ning will climb up to the chair at the dining table hoping to have her portion as well. Well, she is still a toddler and her morning meal = MILK. So we gave her a little bite of the super duper tasty kaya puff.

Then I started lecturing my daughter:

Me: Ning Ning, do you know that, when you behave and acted like a girl girl, you are such an adorable kids. Do you know that?

Ning Ning: (responding to my lecture, Ning Ning throw a kawaii looks with the sweetest smile on earth to me. Perhaps, she is trying to acknowledge my lectures. Me almost puke blood, when Ning Ning do that. I'm trying to be serious but she is trying to be kawaii. Sooky almost spit out the puff pastry on the table. Jezz)

That's our super duper naughty daughter, Ning Ning.

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Catch Of The Day (COTD)

I got a replacement holiday on last Monday for Agong's birthday. After finished with my errands, we decided to go Sunway Pyramid to let Sooky continue with her shopping spree. Somehow it ended up that I'm the lucky fella on that day. Look below:

sooky's trophy

My trophy of the day. Seiko Criteria SNDB21P1.

Thursday, June 4, 2009

Important Contacts

Often I have problem looking for numbers to call to our government agency. This post will be updated from time to time with new numbers:

Service Centre’s (PUSPEL) toll-free number at 1 800 88 5252

Thursday, May 21, 2009


Today I was requested to assemble a car but I'm not given the manual. Oii, I'm not automobile engineer ok. I'm the bloody dumb IT engineer.

Then instead of me being given spanner or screwdriver but I was given spoon and fork. Screwed you lar.

What am I crapping about, nothing. I'm just a bit of "wayar putus" and a bit of emo onli.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Holes in my wallet

Sooky was recently "released" from her "house arrest". She has been very lucky as compared to Myanmar's opposition leader Aung San Suu Kyi who house arrest terms will most likely get prolonged once again.

My dear, don't worry, although you have broken numerous "house arrest" rules during the past 1 month (secret recipe cake, not finishing the ginger soup, not drinking the ginger herb water), I being a non-junta, a very democratic hubby and of course such a lovely hubby will grant you the long awaited Independence.

Once she gained the deserved independence, she decided to go on shopping spree and guess what? That means Sooky is going to create uncountable holes in my wallet.

Yesterday, we talked about some $$$ stuff:

Me: Dear, I think I cannot execute my plan so early leh ... If I do that then I mah lose close to 14K in total .. aiyoyo ...

Sooky: Wah 14K, arr .. then I think I can increase the allocation for my shopping spree. (Me: jaw dropping)

Me: WHAT !! I thought you finished with your "trophies" searching last weekend.

Sooky: Hey, that's only the appetizer .. I'm going for more after this .. (Me, pengsan, fainted, white bubble coming out from the edge of my mouth ... )

Look at here for the trophies and catch of the day !!!!

Monday, May 18, 2009

How to Renew Work Permit For Your Indonesian Maid?

First, you need to go to FOMEMA Sdn Bhd to get your maid register into their system so that you can bring your maid to medical checkup and x-ray.

Where is FOMEMA Sdn Bhd? It is located at Pusat Bandar Damansara, the immigration, HELP college and other government department.

Lot G1 - G10, Level 3,
Block G (Central),
Pusat Bandar Damansara,
50490 Kuala Lumpur.
Tel: 03 - 2094 6188
Fax: 03 -2092 5610

Documents Needed:
- Prepare a bank draft of RM 190 payable to "FOMEMA SDN BHD". You can get this done at any banks.
- Bring a copy of maid's passport
- Bring original passport

- Get a form from FOMEMA
- Fill in the details
- Choose your preferable clinic/hospital for medical check & x-ray
- Register your maid
- You can bring your maid to the clinic on the next working day. Preferably you call up the clinic to make an appointment or to check doctor's availability.
- After 10 days of medical checkup, call FOMEMA at 03 - 2094 6188 and give them "Worker's Code" to check your maid medical status. You can get the "Worker's Code" details from the form given to you by FOMEMA.
- Duration: less than 30 minutes.

- Bring PEN
- FOMEMA check-up only needed for maid for the first 3 years. If your maid stay with you for the 4th year onwards, you do not need to go to FOMEMA again. Proceed to Immigration to get the work permit directly (of course bring along the bank draft)

After you get a "PASSED" for your maid's medical status, you can proceed to PUTRAJAYA IMMIGRATION to get the permit. Yeah, I'm saying PUTRAJAYA and some of you might be asking why not at PUSAT BANDAR DAMANSARA. Yeah, I know also but hoh, Malaysia have 2 sets of working procedure.

If you wanted to do the permit renewal at PUSAT BANDAR DAMANSARA, then you need to have I-Card for your maid. To do I-Card, you need to bring your maid to PUSAT BANDAR DAMANSARA with 1x passport size photo with WHITE BACKGROUND. My maid don't have I-Card so I have to go to PUTRAJAYA where they don't require I-Card. Bravo Malaysia.


Ibu Pejabat Jabatan Imigresen Malaysia
(Kementerian Dalam Negeri)
Tingkat 1-7, (Podium) No 15, Persiaran Perdana, Presint 2,
Tel: 03 - 8880 1000
Fax: 03 - 8880 1200

Documents Needed:
- 1 bank draft of RM 445 payable to KETUA PENGARAH IMIGRESEN MALAYSIA. (notes if you opt to go to PUSAT BANDAR DAMANSARA then this bank draft have to be made payable to PENGARAH IMIGRESEN NEGERI WILAYAH PERSEKUTUAN)
- 1 copy of passport
- Bring original passport

- Get your queue number
- Pass the passport to the immigration officer to register
- Make payment at payment counter
- Get your permit sticker from another counter. (I waste most of the time at this counter. Waiting .. waiting .. waiting ....)
- Duration: less than 40 minutes

- From my observations, we can reduce all the red-tapes by having the registration, payment and sticker printing in one counter rather than counter hopping.
- Having more officer to serve the public

So folks, if you have time, you should go renew the work permit yourself since it is not too much of hassle. Those bloody agency is trying to squeeze out your hard earned money.

Update 21 Apr 2010
I just went to renew my maid's work permit at Putrajaya Immigration this morning. Fantastic, awesome. I reached there at around 9.20am. Got my things done in only 10 MINUTES !!!! Yes, it is that fast. Kudos to Swe Yin and P. Malaya, you guys deserved my respect for serving with dignity. Kudos to Immigration Department for Foreign Workers Unit.

I do reserved some comments for the cashier at Counter 2 this morning. Please be more courteous. Show some respects to the rakyat. If you so hate your job, change job. Don't show your dissatisfaction to the rakyat.

Update 19 May 2011
Just went to Putrajaya to renew my maid's permit. Well something has changed.

- Maid no longer need to be present for permit renewal. It was needed in 2010 but they changed the rule again. Now in 2011, no need.
- Only employer/spouse (bring your marriage certificate) can renew the work permit. No proxy (third party) is allowed.
- RM 445 bank draft payable to "Ketua Pengarah Imigresen Malaysia"
- Old and New passport (if you have just renewed the passport.)

Update 18 Apr 2012
I've just renew my maid's work permit via

- Very easy, just fill up the online form and pay by either credit card / online banking like maybank2u.
- Please have your maid's passport ready because you need the passport number and maid's DOB as part of the information.
- Levy charges has increased from RM 360 to RM 410. Other charges remain the same.
- Additional RM 38 as processing fees charged by MyEg. Well considering that if you need to take leave and drive all the way to Immigration office, parking fees and the waiting time. I guess RM 38 is quite reasonable.
- The breakdown of the charges:

Pass Charge: RM 60
Visa Charge: RM 15
Levy Charge: RM 410
Process Charge: RM 10
e-Services Charge: RM 38

Total: RM 533.00 (Previously was RM 445, now additional RM 50 (Levy) + RM 38 (e-services charges) which makes it RM 533. )

How To Renew Your Indonesian Maid's Passport?

If you have an Indonesian maid at home.

If your maid wished to extend her tenure (maid service) with you after having worked for your family for more than 2 years. You will probably need to help her renew her passport since most Indonesian maid will have a 24 pages passport that only last for 3 years.

Why you need to renew her passport?
1. You need to apply a new yearly working permit so you need a valid passport.
2. Passport is expiring, so how to apply a new working permit.

Normally those maid's agency will charge you anything from RM 400 - RM 500 for the service of renewing passport. Well thinking of after paying the $, you can walked off easily and let the agency deal with your maid. Hell wrong. Even after you had pay $, you will still need to bring your maid to the Indonesian Embassy to get her passport renew. Crazy idea right. Yes indeed it is very crazy and it just doesn't make sense at all. So in this case, money won't help you to solve your problem unless you managed to scout for under table dealings.

My experience:
- Simple
- Time Consuming
- Should reach embassy after 1230 hrs and before 1300 hrs because at 1200 hrs, the whole embassy people going off for lunch leaving no one to serve anyone. Crazy right. Yes believe it. Afternoon session, not that crowded. I reached embassy at 10am, jezz, packed like sardine.
- no appointment needed as compare to apply for US Visa.

Prep Works:
- 4x passport size photo with RED background.
- bring original passport
- bring a copy of original passport
- bring a PEN. Jezz you need this to fill in the forms and you won't find any PENs provided at the embassy.
- a copy of employer's IC (be sure who is the employer, either the husband or wife)

- RM 12 for 4x passport photo
- RM 22 for 24 pages Indonesia passport
- RM 8 for parking at RHB building
- RM 15 for lunch for two at embassy's cafe

Contact of Indonesia Embassy:
- 03 - 2116 4000 (don't bother to call, take ages for someone to pick up the phone)

Updates: 11 May 2011
I just went to Indonesia Embassy to renew my maid's passport. This time is worse. I reached there around 9am and finished at 3.30pm. So many bureaucracy that cost the delay.

  1. Take the blue form and contract (1 book = 3 copies of contract) (free)
  2. Take your number
  3. Maid to take the passport picture inside the embassy. (free)
  4. Wait for your number to be called
4.1 - First called, will be to counter 20 to submit the contract
4.2 - Second called, to counter 12 / 13 to be interviewed by the staff. You will need to pay RM 18 for the passport.

Questions include:

4.2.1 - What is your employer full name?
4.2.2 - What is your last salary? (Please take note, embassy wanted RM 600. So you need to inform your maid to answer that else they won't allow you to renew the passport.)

Notes: Number will be given to public up to 10:30 AM. So if you reached there after 10:30 AM, you won't be served.

Documents needed:
- copy of passport
- copy of levy/visa/permit
- 2 copies of employer IC
- 1 copy of marriage certificate if employer name in the maid permit is not yours.
- 1 copy of Maid's personal insurance. You can get this from post office / RHB bank for RM 85 for 2 years or RM 60 for 1 year.

Thursday, May 14, 2009

RON 95 vs RON 97

How many of you all understand the differences between RON 95 and RON 97?

In general, RON 95 will produce more kicking for the engine and RON 97 produce less kicking to the engine.

In laymen terms, RON 95 hurt the engine more as compare to RON 97. If you check your user manual for your car, it will state which petrol grade that is suitable for your car. In general, most of the car in this region has been configured to run on minimum RON 95.

The recent announcement does not come as a surprise since previous minister Shahrir Samad has given some indications or hints on this before.

In Harian Metro, "Pengguna untung 5 sen guna RON 95"

In The Star, "RON95 to be priced 25 sen cheaper than RON97"

Our new Domestic Trade and Consumer Affairs Minister Datuk Seri Ismail Sabri Yaakob seems to fare even worst than his predecessor Datuk Shahrir Samad.

If Ismail Sabri Yaakob do not understand about the differences between RON 95 vs RON 97, appreciate if he can go do some research before giving press conferences. RON 95 will definitely hurt the engine more as compare to RON 97.

Beside, with the current crude oil price floating around USD $60 per barrel. Do all of you know that we are paying petrol tax to the government for every litre of petrol that we pump into our car. In another words, government is making money from the people every second in a day. Previous report estimated that government is making RM 8 - 10 million a day from the petrol tax when crude oil price is around USD 40 per barrel.

Friday, May 8, 2009

Shame on BN & PDRM

SHAME ON BN & PDRM ... ACT LIKE THXX, BEHAVE LIKE THXX .. This is the type of politician that BN supporter has voted. Shame on you all ... MCA, MIC, Gerakan .. where are you all? You all agree to this right ..

I urge all Perakian to bloody vote out BN forever from Perak land ... BN is the DEVIL

Monday, May 4, 2009

Idiom Of The Day

Today I would like to share a common idiom in Chinese (cantonese) with you all:

"Woh Chung Hao Chut, Beng Chung Hao Yap"

which loosely translated to

Disaster are a cause of foul-mouthed and Sickness is a cause of bad diet

Woh - Disaster
Hao - Mouth
Chut - comes out
Beng - Sickness
Hao - Mouth
Yap - go in

Friday, May 1, 2009

31 Years Old Birthday in Lunar Calendar

This is another tedious chinese custom for those married couples (ie: married before 30 years old in lunar calendar):

Your 31 years old birthday celebration (in lunar calendar) have to be organized and of coursed paid by your mom in law (only applicable to men). And for the ladies, your mother (not your mother in law) have to organize the same celebration for you and of course ... all the cost shall be borne by your mother as well.. hooray ..

Apart from that, there are few things that wife's mother need to prepare:

1 set of clothes (pants + shirt)
1 tray of eggs
1 bottle of cognac/wine
2 pieces of fatt kou

FYI, the above items is for 1 person.

If your birthday and your wife's birthday are close to each other, you can opt to hold the celebration together, ie: help your mom-in-law to save cost on 1 luncheon/dinner instead of having 2 luncheon/dinner.

Happy go lucky.

Saturday, April 25, 2009

No Yam for 100 days after giving birth

Tips of the day:

Well, it is up to you to believe it or not, believe it. It is some chinese custom on forbidden things for newly giving birth mommies.

- No yam (wu tao) for new mommies after giving birth for 100 days.

Unbearable discomfort (itchy) at vagina.

Friday, April 24, 2009

I'm freaking emo and pissed today

I don't know why ... I'm freaking emo today ....

I don't know why ... I'm freaking pissed today ...

I don't know why ... I feel like kicking ass ....

I don't know why ... I wanted to see blood ...

I don't know why ... I crapped so much ...

I just don't know why .....

Monday, April 20, 2009

The Beauty Unveil

Latest addition to Yap's Clan

Unveil the beauty to you all ......

hello everyone .... am I beautiful .. Yes I am ... neh neh neh neh neh ....

Our Baby was born !!!

Ya Sooky safely deliver our baby on last Thursday.

Both sooky and the baby are doing well.

Thank you for all the well wishes ...

One thing I wanted to tell all the guys a.k.a husband out there.


Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Differences between latte and cappucino

I found 2 of the best answers from

I used to work in a bar cum restaurant back in melbourne. I have never question my superior on what is the difference. I only know that he show me how to make it.

Now after 8 yrs later .. I'm finally enlighten .. eureka ...

Answer 1:
"cappuccino is a serving of espresso (about 2 ounces) with essentially similar amounts of milk and a rather stiff milk foam. Caffè latte is a serving of espresso with about three times as much milk, topped with a short head of foam. So a latte is milder and has a milkier taste." from

Answer 2:
"Both a latte a cappuccino are usually based on a 30ml shot of coffee. A cappuccino is 1/3rd coffee, 1/3 warm milk and 1/3 froth (Thats when its made properly- usually alot of people will make it milkier than that). A latte is supposed to be served in a glass rather than a cup, and is 1/4 coffee, 2/4 milk and 1/4 froth. For its optimum, the beans need to be grinded just before use and the milk should be textured to 60 degrees celcius" from

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Difference between latte and cappucino?

Anyone know what is the difference between latte and cappucino?

Don't know ..

Tell you the answer tomorrow...

Friday, April 10, 2009

Reverse Parking

It is fucking annoying. Every weekday I get very pissed when I see those idiots at the multi-storey parking at the place where I work in UPTOWN.

Fuck them all.

Very often I see un-skilled driver tried to do reverse parking. Generally reverse parking should be easier as compare to parking by going in head first, but reverse parking need SKILLS. How I wonder why those people taking long time to park their car in a reverse way. Some taking 4 -5 attempts to reverse their car properly into the parking lots.

Damn, don't you know that you are blocking my way. I have to wait for those fucking idiots to park their car first before I can go. My advise to you all, the loser, don't reverse park, use the conventional way to park your car, please. Please, please don't waste my time. My time worth millions $$$$ (Opps, suddenly a 5 cents coin dropped and I am standing next to my "grandpa" old bicycle. This scene familiar to you.)

And got some fucking idiots, when they reverse their car, they didn't park their car properly in the designated parking lots. Most of the time, the front part of the car will be 1 or 2 foot outside the designated yellow box. Bodoh. And all those fucking idiots, so happen park their car outside the designated box near the turning point of the floor. Hey you all, idiot, you making others having hard time to make the turning.

Get a life, idiots ....

Thursday, April 9, 2009

No wonder BN kalah at 2 Bukits

Look at what they do in Bukit Gantang..

People ask them to campaign but they party pulak. ish ish ....

Check this out at

Wanna see more video, visit here, The Obnoxious 5xmom, blog on this.

Found the video

Few things LX wanted to tell this Ahmad Zahid Hamidi, our new Defense Minister from Najib's new cabinet.

1. Gosh, you idiot, those are not chinese culture. Those are not chinese dance. If you are so illiterate, watch more astro wah lai toi lar. Watch those drama on ancient chinese history. The girls don't dress like that lar. 2 words for you. YOU IDIOT.

2. That show you don't understand chinese. By the way, I still like first part of your speech where you persuade the chinese in kuala sepetang to give BN a chance to solve their problem. Well, put it this way, even they don't vote for you, you should still serve them.

3. What is the relation between visiting the death and respect them. Aiyo regardless of which races funeral events, you also have to respect lar. Are you saying, lots of UMNO MP did not visit chinese in the events someone pass away. Apa lar.

4. Sack your aide lar. Stupid. Didn't cover for you.

LX seriously hope this Ahmad Zahid Hamidi do not simply send army to another country to capture their army back to our country and tell the public that the country like to play hide and seek with their army so we respect their culture and we join the party. Gosh ... LX don't wish to see another conflict like Israel vs Lebanon happening...

If you look at those HKG drama about Chinese Dynasty. Well, I always take example from those drama although it is not real but in reality, those drama gives us good education. Often, only leaders that understand about the people suffer will make it great to the top of power ladder. Good kings in the chinese dynasty history always try to disguise themselves as ordinary citizen and try to understand the hardship and problem in the people.

In this case, Ahmad Zahid Hamidi perform very poor in this context. He don't even understand chinese culture and pretending he is to the reporter. Jezz. Where is his IQ then? Don't he know that his speech is being recorded and millions will have access to it online? LX will respect this Ahmad Zahid Hamidi if he say this "I'm learning about chinese culture, I'm sincerely wanted to blend into chinese society. I want to know the hardship in chinese community, in fact I want to know the hardship of all Malaysian. I'm here to help." Wouldn't this be better? If his speech writer cannot write a better speech, sack him and get KJ to write lar. But then Najib don't like KJ hoh. So no chance. Then get Mukhriz to write you a good speech lar. Opps, Mukhriz also pro-Malay. So damn difficult to find a good leader in UMNO. Ya damn fucking difficult.

Monday, April 6, 2009

Insincerity ...

Do you guys know what does it mean by Insincerity?

Well, it was portrayed to us by our beloved BN government.

They have recently released 13 ISA detainees ... Well, if you said this is not a populist move, tell me.

If Najib is really sincere, he should have opposed the unlawful detention even when he is ONLY deputy prime minister of Malaysia. If he don't dare to oppose Badawi because he is ONLY deputy prime minister, what makes him a good leader then? Isn't that he followed ordered blindly? Or he is just a coward? Or he indirectly condone to the unlawful detention of the hindraf leaders.

Well, Najib, admit it that you are doing it because you just wanted to "show" to the people that you are caring. Well, if this is your call, then you bloody idiot, majority of the Malaysian know that this is a populist move. If this is a suggestion from one of your close-aide. Then sack him/her, bloody idiot suggestion. Put you in a vulnerable position. And lastly, stupid you for following the suggestion blindly.

Let me tell, you if you abolish the ISA, then ppl might not think this is a populist move. You sincere in changing the country. By only releasing 13 ISA detainees, that is a POPULIST move, idiot.

Look at the conditions that BN government set for the recently ISA detainees at The Star,
- must remain in their respective towns
- They also have to report to the police station every Monday.
- The two are also not allowed to speak to the press.

“These restrictions are routine for those who are released early,” Syed Hamid said Monday.

He said that the two were due to be released on Dec 13 this year.

'But since we released them earlier, the restrictions will be in place till 13 Dec," he said.

Stupid Syed Hamid. idiot brainless.

[LX] - cannot leave their towns. Bloody hell, people need to work. Need to cari makan. Need to find money to raise a family. If the work need them to go outstation and the bloody government ask them to stay at home. Bloody hell, that is "tolak rezeki" bodoh namanya tu. Idiot.

[LX] - not allowed to speak to the press .. bloody hell .. where is the freedom of speech .. opps i forgot that malaysia have no freedom of speech. Unless you are from UMNO-goons.

Do you see how Idiotic this Syed Hamid? Look at his response, due to we released them early, the restrictions stay. Babi, bodoh, if release early still have restrictions. To me it look like these 2 fellas being handed a house arrest instead of early released from Kamunting. Neh.. something like Su Kyi in Myanmar.

Sighh .. What happen to Malaysia? If Najib is smart, he should really axe all these bodoh minister. Useless. .a burden to him. . hmm .. Najib is ain't that smart at all.

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

How to capture Unix console screen output?

Many of you might want to capture the screen output of the unix console for references later or wanted to show the output to another counterpart.

This command is particularly useful in 2 scenarios:

1. During a training, where instructor do a demo using the endless list of command that you have difficulty to remember and jotting down.

At many instances, even you can jot down the command you might not even able to remember what is the output of the command.

Put it this way, many of us, learn from example. Hence being able to capture the screen output is very important.

2. If you are a student and you need to show your program output to your lecturer. Use this command.


script [space][filename]

CTRL+D to exit the script command

=========== For Instance =========
$ script script.out
Script started, file is script.out
$ date
Tue Mar 17 17:04:07 SGT 2009
$ time

real 0m0.00s
user 0m0.00s
sys 0m0.00s
$ ^D
Script done, file is script.out

$ cat script.out
Script started on Tue Mar 17 17:04:03 2009
$ date
Tue Mar 17 17:04:07 SGT 2009
$ time

real 0m0.00s
user 0m0.00s
sys 0m0.00s
$ ^D

script done on Tue Mar 17 17:04:11 2009

So simple, right ......

Friday, March 13, 2009

Catch Of The Day

Pendidikan Moral Bersama UMNO

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Wednesday, March 11, 2009

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Vegetarian Eel

I got this idea for this dish from Astro Wah Lai Toi. One of the chef from a well known restaurant in Hong Kong prepared this.

1. Soak 6 pieces of medium/large size of shitake mushroom until soften.
2. Cut the soften shitake mushroom into a thin and long "string". Use a scissor to cut the edge by following the shape of the shitake. By doing this, you will get the thin and long stretch of shitake mushroom.
3. Cut the thin and long stretch of shitake mushroom into 3" long per piece.
4. Add one beaten egg into the shitake mushroom.
5. Coat the shitake mushroom with corn flour and let it rest for a while before frying it.
6. Deep fried the shitake mushroom and drained the excess oil.
7. Prepare marmite sauce. (1 spoon marmite, 3 spoon of honey, 1 spoon sugar, soy sauce, water)
8. Thicken the marmite sauce by cooking it under a medium heat for a while.
9. Once thicken, toss the deep fried shitake mushroom with the marmite sauce.
10. Sprinkle it with some dried fried sesame seed and serve with white rice.

Prep time: 15 minutes
Cooking time: 15 minutes

Get Rich Fast Scheme

If you wanted to know the trick to get rich fast scheme. You just have to go to Jelapang, Perak and take some "golden" advice from the cilakat toad.

Well, after the cilakat toad betray the people of perak, after the cilakat toad betray the majority of Malaysian that wanted a CHANGE, the cilakat toad instantly become rich. Well she did turn up at her abandoned service center with a bloody MERCEDES. Well, it is claim that the Mercedes was not hers. Aik, can someone lend me his/her mercedes so that I can go to work. Oh ya, don't forget to fill up the tank ya, I don't want to burn my own pocket to fill up the tank.

And also please service the car first before lending it to me. Alright, do we have deal?

Thursday, March 5, 2009

Terima Kasih and Give your mom a ride, is there a relationship between them?

The other day, when I was watching Astro Wah Lai Toi award presentation, when Hui Shiu Hong give speech after receiving

Favourite Scene Stealer: Hui Shiu Hong as Chow Fook Wing in Dicey Business

he said this in Cantonese:

"ceh nei ah ma sheung jeh" loosely translated to "Give your mom a ride in a car".

At first, I was like, what the ..... I thought he is swearing but not, he is trying to say "Terima Kasih" to the audience. But when you put the two together, it really sounds the same.

Hence "Give your mom a ride in a car" in cantonese is closely related to "Terima Kasih".

I can see the light .....

Update from here

I finally can see there is a light towards the end of the tunnel. Finally 1 hope for 2009 is about to be materialise in the next few days.

Left with 1 more request .. hopefully I don't meet with another conmen again. FYI, I already bump into 2 bloody idiot conmen. Cilaka.

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Ctags TIPS and Command

Run vim (full path /usr/misc/bin/vim)
Type :tj (Example: :tj api_Timer::clear, choose a number)
You are there!

:tj[ump] (or move your cursor to it and press "g Cltr+]"*)
Jump to the tag directly when there is only one match

Jump to next matching tag

Jump to previous matching tag

Jump to first matching tag

Jump to last matching tag

:po[p] (or Ctrl+T)
Jump to older entry in tag stack

Jump to newer entry in tag stack

Show the contents of the tag stack. The active entry is marked with a '>'

:tj /^get
Lists all the tags that starts with "get"

:tj /norm
Lists all the tags that contain "norm", including "id_norm"

*By default, Cltr+] is escape character for telnet. You can disable it through
Windows DOS: telnet -e '' (two single quote ')
Unix: telnet -E
You should use dtterm (/usr/dt/bin/dtterm) to enable vim to support color mode

How To Generate Ctags and Configure It To Use With Vim (Vi Improved)?

Many of you wondering how to generate ctags and configure it to use with Vim? Here, you at the right place.

What is ctags?

According to ctags sourceforge.

Ctags generates an index (or tag) file of language objects found in source files that allows these items to be quickly and easily located by a text editor or other utility. A tag signifies a language object for which an index entry is available (or, alternatively, the index entry created for that object).

Tag generation is supported for the following languages:

Assembler, AWK, ASP, BETA, Bourne/Korn/Zsh Shell, C, C++, COBOL, Eiffel, Fortran, Java, Lisp, Lua, Make, Pascal, Perl, PHP, Python, REXX, Ruby, S-Lang, Scheme, Tcl, Vim, and YACC.

Below is 6 (six) simple steps to generate the ctags and use it with your vim.

- you need to have unix
- you need to have vim

Notes: you can generate ctags to use in windows but I haven't tried that before.

1. Download the ctags source from

I'm using

2. gunzip and untar it.

3. run ./configure

4. run make

if 'make' does not exist in global environment. Search for it by
find / -name make 2>/dev/null

12:37:35 > /usr/ccs/bin/make

--> after make you will see .C get compile and with .o output file.

5. Generate the tags

ctags -f --recurse --langmap= --languages= --verbose

12:37:35 >
/gateways/yapywa/ctags/ctags-5.7/ctags -f tags --recurse --langmap=C++:.C.h.c.cpp.hpp --languages=C++ --extra=+q --fields=+i --verbose /gateways/yapywa/ALU_CORE

6. SET CTAGS in VIM under .vimrc

se tags=/home/yapywa/tags

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Keeping my finger crossed

Update from here

I'm keeping my finger crossed tight tight and pray hard hard that everything will went smoothly ...

Let's pray ..

Stupid Shahrir Samad, another IDIOT

In The Star,

Hell man, first thing I come to office, when I read The Star, it really make my day simply because I can laugh out loudly and I realized that there are so many people more stupid and more idiot than me. hahahah .. gagagag ... it just makes my day .. Damn it.

Shahrir Samad our bloody Domestic Trade and Consumer Minister, an UMNO warlord from Johor speak without facts and simply speak without his bloody BRAIN.
“The price of sugar has not risen and surely they (the restaurant operators) can reduce the prices (of Milo drinks),” he said, after launching the price reduction campaign at Nestle Manufacturing (Malaysia) Sdn Bhd here yesterday.
Everyone should know that when we make Milo, we use condensed milk and not sugars. At home, I'm sure you do make your own Milo or Ice Milo, and I'm damn sure that you will use condensed milk cause it simply taste better with condensed milk (susu pekat manis). Even if you go to Mamak, you can see that they don't use SUGAR either.

This stupid Shahrir Samad doesn't even do his homework probably before going to the press. Either Shahrir Samad is bloody stupid or his political aide is damn bloody fool.

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Snap Picture Illegally

My angel ....

Now that I have snapped my daughter's picture without her consent.

Shall Ning Ning resign from being my daughter?

Shall Ning Ning resign from her "devils" post in the house?

Shall Ning Ning resign from her "bouncer" post in the house?

Shall Ning Ning resign from her duty from being "bandaraya" cleaner?

Arghh .. I'm just so bored .. Crap lar ..

2 Beauty

Who is this beauty? Nope nope . .not my daughter .. It is my niece .. Look at her .. so adorable ...

and this is my sleeping beauty ... look at her lips ... ouch ...

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Praying for the best

I'm praying for the best and I need the best wishes from you all..

I hope 2009 is ain't that back at all ..

2 BIG wishes ...
1. Sooky to get a new job
2. Manage to sell off my house in Puncak Jalil.

Hopefully my prayer will be answered in the coming few weeks time.

Finger cross .. wish me luck ..

Monday, February 16, 2009

OMG !! Believe it or not !! Believe it !!

My jaw dropped when I read this .. Jezz

Read here ...

House For Sale: Single Storey House in Taman Puncak Jalil


Good location, 10 mins drive to Giant, 10 mins to Carrefour, 10 mins to LRT Putra in Sri Petaling, close to KLP, 15 mins to Puchong CBD + other amenities like bank, clinic, school and etc.

Single Storey
Facing East
Not facing any house in front. Ample space for parking or kenduri.
20 x 70
3 rooms + 2 toilet
CF ready.

RM 17X nego.

Interested please email me at

Bloody Butch .. Bitch @ Midvalley

Sooky and myself went to Midvalley on last Saturday to source for the ingredients for our "romantic" dinner at home. We went to Midvalley in particular because Midvalley has variety of choices of hypermart there like Carrefour, Jusco & Cold Storage. Easier for us to get some "weird" ingredients to prepare our Cheesy Nachos for appetizers, Gorden Bleu Chicken as entree and "Flying Rainbow" as our drinks.

Oh well, we managed to source for most of the items except few things that we can ignore it. Photos of the dinner, wait wait.. still in the camera, do not have chance to load it up yet.

First thing we do, when we reached there is to let our maid eat her lunch first. FYI, my maid don't like western food. She only prefer rice with bird eye chilis. Jezz ... Crazy fella. Ya we have to please her, cause sometime we wonder if we are the real employer or she is. Damn ... having all sort of issues with Indon maid.

After that we go to Sooky's favourite restaurant again. It is Paddington House of Pancakes in Midvalley (LG on the way to The Gardens.). She had her favourite blueberry pancakes (408) and I have the number 406 in the menu and can't recall the name. Basically mine come with beef bacon, chicken sausage and pancakes (of course with pancakes lar, else why you go Paddington HOP).

After luncheon, we go and get our groceries. Then on the way back to the car park, I noticed there is this white Perodua Viva with a chicks waiting for my parking. So I quickly put Ning Ning back to her baby seat (ya safety come first.) and unload the groceries into the trunk. Just before I about to close the trunk I noticed a bloody "BUTCH" bitch in her/"he" grey PROTON WAJA (aka pretending to be Mitshubishi Evo Lancer, Fxxx Yxx) putting the signal wanted to take my parking. Then being a gentleman (as I always do), I politely tell her that, "sorry ye, sudah ada orang tunggu". Then you guess what the bloody butch saying to me repeatedly while driving away, "ya I tahu, ya I tahu, I ade mata".

Fxxx Hxx. God damn her, if she had the bloody eye, why on earth she put signal and wait for my parking. I'm just trying to be a good samaritan. Bloody hell, feel like smashing her/"he" windscreen only. You bloody butch.

Don't act as if you are a man. You are still a LADY. Beside, your religion forbid you to act as one. You should act as girl. It is so sinful for you to act/ to dress like a man. Shame on you and also shame to another chicks sit to next her. How could you. Fxxx. You two just like two fxxxxxg rubbish in this society. Get a life and go to hell. .. Cilaka ..

Alright enough ranting.... photo of my master creation coming soon .....

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Job Opportunities - Java Developer or Software Tester

Hey folks,

here you go, my company is looking for Java developer (Software Development Engineer) and also Software Test Engineer (QA Engineer).

Anyone interested, email me your resume to No spamming ok.


Friday, February 6, 2009

Manulife Customer Services.. BRAVO !!

After previous mistake and ranting at here,

First it bring one of their concern employee from Singapore to contact me via my blog. She is Terence. Big applause to her, I believe she went extra mile to scout for assistance from her colleague in Malaysia to assist me.

Second, another big applause to Senior Manager of Customer Service, Ms Foong Yee Ping to contact me and offered help.

Third, another big applause to Haslina, the Assistant Manager of Customer Service to provide me with the necessary information and explanation regarding my mom's insurance policy.

With this I would like to retract my statement at here, and I honestly feel that their services are very professional at all means. I am very appreciate with all the helps that they have provided. Kudos to all three of them.

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Tax Bonuses for Malaysian?

Australia government has started giving out Tax Bonuses for Aussies. When will us being Malaysian enjoy the tax bonuses from our beloved Malaysia a.k.a UMNO government? (Noticed that I never mentioned other component party like MCA, Gerakan, Sabah, Sarawak, simply because all these component parties are just anchovies which have no say in BN government.)

Read more from here.

Monday, February 2, 2009

Manulife Customer Service sucksss

You probably wanted to know why I said MANULIFE sucks .. It is because their poor customer service.

This morning I spent 53 mins waiting to be served. I called their customer service department to enquire something on my mom's insurance policy and to my horror, it took me waiting for 53 mins and not getting served. Even though the auto-response machine saying i'm the 3rd in the queue. I patiently waited for my turn (surprisingly, I'm so patient today. Normally I would not have waited for more than 10 mins on the phone).

Based on manulife website at here, it said that customer are the top priority, hmm ... I don't think they act on what they had promised.

=== Updates on 4th Feb 2009 ===
I received a reply from Manulife Senior Manager regarding this issue. Apparently it is because of
the auto-response machine is functioning. Please see the reply from below. Wondering if I should try call them again or go there personally one of these day? By the way, kudos to Terence and Foong for their effort in contacting me. Thank you so much. At least it restore some of my confidence towards Manulife.

Dear Mr. Yap,

I have read your comments on our customer service with genuine concern. Please accept our sincere apology for having inconvenienced you.

I can understand your frustration from having waited in the call queue for almost an hour. This is definitely an unusual occurrence. It was a Public Holiday in Kuala Lumpur on the 2nd February 2009 in conjunction with the Hari Wilayah. Unfortunately, the telephone system to alert callers trying to contact us over non-working days was inadvertently not activated.

I hope your queries have been answered by now. If not, please call us again or feel free to contact us at for your servicing needs. You have our assurance that we have taken the necessary steps to ensure that this does not happen again.

Thank you for your continued support towards Manulife and we look forward to serving you again in the near future.

Yours sincerely,

Foong Yee Ping
Senior Manager, Customer Service

Friday, January 23, 2009

Jokes Of The Day

Apparently Sooky tell me this joke the other day and I kind like add a bit salt and pepper to spice up the story. I guess this is a good blogging material to share with you all. Hope that it make your day .... GONG XI FA CAI ...

The story started with 2 best mates going out for clubbing on a Friday nights. They happily drinks, dance and picking up chicks at those clubs. As night falling, Mr. A become so drunk that he unable to drive them back home that night.

Mr A: Hey Mr. B, I damn fucking drunk. Can you drive?

Mr B: Oh sure, no worries man. I can drive. (Of course no sweat, can drive his god machine worth about pound sterling 200K, similar to the Ferrari 599 GTB, the one that Cristiano Ronaldo crashed into tunnel wall.)

The next day .....

Mr A: Hey Mr B, are you sure that you are not drunk yesterday?

Mr B: Hey, damn you, if I'm drunk how the hell on earth that you woke up on your bloody soft bed inside your house?

Mr A: Diu, if you are not drunk, how the hell on earth that you drove the bloody police patrol car home?

Mr B: Shit man, did I do that? Cool ...

A & B laugh and roll on the ground ....

Tuesday, January 20, 2009


A good article to share with parents out there.
By the way, where have I gone missing. Hmm .. practically I go MIA because I was transferred to new project in the beginning of the year. I was asked to picking up the knowledge from our Gxxxxx, Ireland colleaques. The project will be transferred to Malaysia. So basically I need to brush up my C++, PL/SQL, Oracle, Perl (which currently in use), customize makefile and that means ONE LEG KICKING.

So now you see how busy I am. Jezz ... hectic year ahead.

Hopefully this is a good change in 2009 .. Finger crossed. ...

Friday, January 9, 2009

Foreign vehicles exempted from rear seat belt ruling

The Star

Vehicles from foreign countries, like Singapore and Thailand, entering Malaysia are exempted from the rear seat belt ruling.

Ever since Ong Tee Keat become MCA president, I think he also lost his conscience.

Why is that foreign vehicles entering from Singapore or Thailand be exempted from the ruling. When I drive in Cork, Ireland, I have to abide to the local laws in Ireland. When I drive in Chicago, United States of America, I too have to abide to the local laws in Chicago.

Why is that so, the foreign vehicles need to be exempted? At least I would say, the foreign vehicles passenger need to be educated politely that our country need rear passenger to be buckled up. I'm sure the foreign tourists won't make a big deal of this.

When I took bus in Melbourne, the driver reminded us to buckle up as he know that that there are few foreign tourists in the bus. Can you see that, you have to buckle up even you are in the bus.

Israel vs Lebanon

From The Star

In New York, the Security Council passed a resolution urging an "immediate, durable and fully respected ceasefire", and for Israel to withdraw from Gaza after its two-week air-and-ground offensive. The United States abstained.

There was no immediate reaction from Israeli officials to the vote, but Israel opposed the idea of a binding resolution. Israel's military commanders appeared keen to pursue the ground offensive to try to secure more gains.

For its part, Gaza's Hamas rulers did not recognise the resolution as it had not been consulted on it, said a spokesman for the Islamist group.

What does above means? Are they saying both Israel and Lebanon do not want to cease fire and want to continue the war?


Tuesday, January 6, 2009

Sooky is a major fans of pancakes. Ever since she had pancakes for breakfast in Chicago, she always tell how good it is the pancake that she had in Chicago, this and that lar. And when paddington pancakes open its stores in Malaysia. She is so happy because she knew I will bring her to patronise the restaurant.

After out 1st visit few months ago, @ here. So happen we go to The Curve again, we were like why not?

We ordered some pannekoek. Apparently pannekoek is the origin dutch pancake. Since we never tried this one before. So we ordered this. Tata, looks very appealing.

Wait do not let the exterior affected your judgement. It taste horrible to me. So plain. The thin pancake wrapped with spinach. Argh .. the spinach is just too raw ..

The mashed potato was so plain. Tasteless. No gravy. Terrible. Failed.

Chicken Chop with Ham top with tomato and cheese. Another failed product. The taste just does not clicked together.

After having "salty" type of pannekoek, we had this "sweet" pannekoek for dessert. After the disastrous "salty" pannekoek, this sweet pannekoek provides some comfort to us. It taste quite good when you have this along with honey and blueberry.

Monday, January 5, 2009

Israel vs Palestine


A lot of senior leaders have been asking Malaysian to boycott US goods & currency. To all these "retired" politician but not willing to retire gracefully, let me enlighten you that there are thousands if not millions of Malaysian who work for these MNC.

Are you asking all of us to resign as a sign to protest against US? Why is that so? Isn't that US has been asking Israel to cease fire? But the question is why should Israel comply eventhough we know Israel is US strongest proxy in middle east. Israel is still rule by themselves and not by United States of America.

So what it is to do with boycotting America? What is it to do with America? Besides, we are only small nations, what kind of impact that we will create?

Beside to these thousands if not millions Malaysian who work in US based MNC, if we are to ask to resign, who is going to feed our family?

Who is going to pay our bills?

Who is going to pay for our parents medical bills?

Who is going to pay our school going children school fees? Bus fare is going to increase by 30% some more.

Who is going to pay for our mortgage?

Who is going to pay for our hire-purchase?

Who ? Who ? Who ?

To all these so called "retired" politician, please shut up and retire gracefully. You already have millions, don't create anymore hardship to our poor fellowship. You shall go and enjoy your golden days with your grandchild rather than speaking nonsense here.