On Today - 2004-11-26 9:16 a.m. Twenty nine. Still nothing...

On Snatch Theft - 2004-11-05 12:38 p.m. Sis-in-law was a victim of a snatch theft yesterday. She just got out of her car, when two guys in a white souped-up Wira or Waja moved beside her. The bastard on the passenger side got hold of her hand bag, and yanked it fiercely. She clutched the bag quite dearly, which unfortunately was a reason she was dragged about a metre or so. Her blood was everywhere. She was shocked, but at least she's alive. Which is why, from now on, I am a proponent of the Hudud law. Cut off their hands. I don't give a damn. Stone the adulterers, I don't give a damn. Decapitate murderers, I don't give a damn. But here's the thing about hudud: People who snatch handbags off of helpless pregnant women - Cut off their hands. People who shoplift a candy from a store - Don't cut off their hands. Instead, send them to juvie or some other punishments that does not involve cutting off body parts. The hudud law is not about blindly cutting of people's hands or whatever. It's a fair law. It upholds justice and instills fear among people who thinks about committing a crime. Religion is fair. It isn't blind. People are the ones who misuse/abuse religion.

On US' Election - 2004-11-04 8:25 a.m. Your country, your choice. Our world, our choice.

On Things - 2004-10-26 10:18 a.m. Ringkasan ceritera 3 minggu: 1) Selamat berpuasa! 2) Kena saman - pakai handphone masa memandu. Pastu, kantul lesen dah mampus Kaw-tim ngan encik polis, settle seratus. 3) Eksiden ngan mat rempit. Mat rempit laju. Jalan basah. Mat rempit duk bersembang. Mat rempit tak sempat nak brek, lalu meluncur atas jalan - Mat Rempit A, Mat Rempit B dan Motor Yamaha RXZ, a la Matrix. Motor rempitan menguis bumper sedikit. Bumper rosak sikit. Settle ngan Mat rempit. Lecture kat mat rempit selama 30 minit supaya jgn bawak motor laju-laju. Terasa macam orang tua. 4) Keje macam gampang. Hmmm. Kurang pahala puasa. 5) Dapat panggilan telefon 4 hari lepas pada pukul 8.00 malam. Skrip seperti berikut Pemanggil:Abang, saya ni nak buat survey ni. Abang ni nak gi semayang terawih dah ke? Fengh:Ha'ah. Pemanggil:Kalau gitu, ada lelaki lain ke kat rumah....semua gi semayang ke? Fengh:(rasa pelik... apasal tanya berapa orang lelaki lain kat rumah...) Errr... ada. Adik saya dua orang tak gi semayang. Diorang semayang kat rumah je. Pemanggil:Kalau gitu, berapa umur diorang? Fengh:Err, yang sorang 19, yang sorang lagi 21. Eh, saya nak pegi dah ni.(Letak telefon) (Tak jadi pegi semayang sebab rasa ada benda tak kena) (Pkl 8.35 mlm, mlm yg sama,telefon berbunyi sekali lagi. Fengh angkat dan menyapa "Hello", beberapa kali, tapi tak berjawab... . Ada orang nak masuk rumah ke? Sejak tu, terawih kat rumah je...) Sekian. Terima kasih.

on work. again. gettaway. train wrecks. - 2004-10-04 1:43 p.m. Had to cancel an interview because it’s in Cyberjaya. Cyberjaya! I left my first job just because it’s situated in Cyberjaya. With prices of petrol equivalent of flying first class nowadays, I think Cyberjaya is a little bit too far. Hell, I think Cheras is a little bit too far. So, I am still here, three job offers and one failed interview later. I don’t know why I'm still here, though. I can’t handle all the work myself and the pay is just cukup-cukup makan. I gained weight again the last 3 weeks just because eating is my way to get away from it all. On top of that my social life has gone to Siberia. My wife thinks I have another girl on the side because I’m never home, even on weekends. I am tired. Too tired. I can’t focus anymore. It takes about 20 seconds for my brain (or what’s left of it) to process words from other people. Eg: Nik Fakrul (Bus. Development dude): Fengh, dah makan dah? Fengh: ……… 20 seconds later Fengh: Err… belum lah, aku ingat die dah pegi meeting dah…(Talking to no one on particular because Nik has already given up hope on waiting for an answer from Fengh. In fact, Nik was lucky because it wasn’t even the answer he expected. So, Fengh’s brain speed (or lack of) has probably saved Nik from more time-wasting from talking to Fengh (or reading Fengh's thoughts or whatever...Ha Ha - that laugh had a 20 second pause between the first Ha and the other Ha.)… Lucky bastard, Nik…) *Oh look! Brackets in brackets. It looks like my programming slash work slash programming-language-mathematical-operations has begun to invade my real life... * To put icing on the cake (slowly...), the other techie/operations-dude I work with is slower than I am. In scientific terms, he is “3 to the power of” slower than me. Eg: n = a normal person’s brain speed Fengh’s brain speed (f.b.s) = 1/(n x 80 gajillion(degree of junk and dead brain cells in Fengh’s brain)). The other dude’s brain speed = (f.b.s)³ = unbelievably slow (hence the private nickname – Shhhhllloooowwwbeeeee) Mine’s Slow-a. Like whatever.