Charlie Chuckster

Weeks passed by working at Bernama can sometimes be quite boring... until Charlie Noble came to town! Woo hoo... Eye candy! Yes, I admit I like Caucassians. Not because their white, just different. I especially like their dry sense of humour =) So during the 1 week he was here (he flew back his homeland last Friday), I got the chance to talk to him.. the very most I can. Yeah I asked him a lot about where he came from, that is Illinois, in the States. Well he's based in Quincy, works for Broadcast Electronics who was sent to train us how to use the Audio Vault. From the conversations we had, I came to know he's 28 years old, married, with 3 kids. Dang! He looked much younger though, and very friendly. While others could not really relate or get his jokes or even his thick southern accent, I get him.

He made friends with Peter, the audio intern who apperently also studied in Chicago University and lived in Illinois before. He's such an arrogant boy lah. A Malaysian Chinese but speaks with American accent. Claimed that he can't really speak BM. Bah! Nevermind him, I only wanted to talk to Charlie. Hehe. We chatted twice during makan time. First time, just got his details. That was when he broke the news that he's married. He wore like the biggest wedding ring on his left fourth finger. Like as though he needed to stress to everybody that he's happily married. Sheesh. I was amazed he could actually take all the spicy food that was served to him. Chilli, curry, rendang and all. When asked whether he takes spicy food, he said he loved them. Where he come from they have lots of Mexican food (his fave) which are also very hot and spicy. And not to mention Buffalo wings. Super HOT! Wow, not bad. Mat Salleh pun tahu makan pedas-pedas.

Second time around was more relaxed, I kept asking him to try out the durian. Haha. He almost wanted to take the cab out just to get durians to try. But nobody wanted to take him out. Except me. But my boss was there la, nanti he thinks bukan-bukan or it wasn't an approprite at that time. Sigh. Not very convinient also lah. We gave him a lot of descriptions of the king of fruits, i.e. "smell like hell, taste like heaven." Which made him think twice whether to have it or not. Haha. I have to admit we over exaggerated lah... After everyone left at lunch, I stayed on to talk to those 2 boys, Charlie and Peter. We even talked about how taboo it is to use the word: nigger in the U.S. Charlie almost choked when I asked him about it. You should have seen his shocked reaction.As if I have said the worst thing ever. Haha. I couldn't have offfended him. Can I? He's not even black! He's so white with dirty blonde hair. But he did warned NOT to ever use the "N" word. It's such a big no-no in the U.S. Nigga is still acceptable but never nigger. We talked, we laughed. I asked him "how's my hair?", he said "it's lovely." Haha. The hair "question" just popped out of nowhere while the others were asking about Peter's hair. Like Korean hairstyle. "The hair" is at far left.

Smile. Group picture! In this picture, Charlie looked like an intern. Hehe. Notice the oddest one out.

Later that day, we met with some media. Haha. But only a few turned up. Ala biasa lah... So what do we do? We cam-whored. Love this picture! Macam kanak-kanak riang =)

And the awards for best flower girl goes to.........

Ah such posers!

And finally.... scandalous!

Salsa party

Last Saturday night we had Salsa Party.

No not that kind of salsa.

Havana Estudio always have salsa dance party, held every end of the month. It was my first though. After only attended 3 classes, I brave myself to the party with Michelle, to discover SALSA-NESS! 10 bucks with food (Canadian Pizza) and drinks. We warmed up first by practising our mambos in front of the huge mirror, while others were dancing with their partners. Weirdest part was that soon after, a few others also joined us praticing basic mambo in front of the mirror! Apparently, they also do not know how to salsa. So it was like as if I was giving them pointers how to do the basic mambo steps and Sam, my salsa teacher was nearby watching! Oh no, he must be thinking, "who the hell she thinks she is teaching these people salsa?" . Whoops!

Ok basically salsa dance requires a partner i.e. a man and a woman. The man leads and the woman follows. In the party everyone dances with anyone. So no need bring partners lah... Usually a man will ask the lady to dance. That's the norm/tradition. But I broke the norm, when I asked the men to dance with me. Hahaha. Well technically I did not ask them to dance with me, but I asked in a way they feel oblige to. Wicked right? I just look at them and said; "Are you gonna ask me to dance?" Whoa! I've tried that on 2 guys. That's the only way to get the guys to dance with ME. Yeah, me pathetic? Desperate? Whatever man. At least I get to dance with somebody. As a result, I've dance with men with 2 left legs, sweaty hands, and even bad breath. But the best part was with these 2 men (at different times ok) who were fantastic dancers! And I did'nt even ask them THE QUESTION okay. They spun my world around. Weeeeeeeeee........... A good male partner will do all the dancing, the girl just follow their lead, which is what I did. So when they spin me, I spin. A lot of turnings. On heels pulak tu! I only asked 2 person to dance with me okay. On other times, I stood at "strategic" spots waiting to be asked to dance. Haha. That did not work for me.

I was waiting for this bald guy who was excellent at salsa to ask me to dance. Michelle kept telling me he's so good and all so I wanted to try him. So I waited at the sides nearby him, strategic spot. He did not notice me nor he asked me to dance. At the end Michelle asked him to dance on behalf of ME. It was soooooooooooooo memalukan! Sheesh. We danced, but I felt so pressured because he kept correcting my steps, saying that I turn to fast, etc. Ish-ness. So much expectation for the bald guy.

Watching others dance was fun too. You'll be amazed by how they move. And I kept wondering how the ladies know when to turn, what to do, etc, since it's the men are the ones who leads. When I'm not dancing, I just watch with amazement at how others dance and go like; "wow..." Sadly, there was no HOT guys though. Only one Caucassian guy who looked like Jamiroquai and dances like one too!

All in all it was fun. I bet it would be more FUN if your good at it. Hopefully can learn and improve with skills, attitude, etc. Weeee... More spinning hopefully. Sexy spins!

IKEA Simply Mmmm...Marvelous!!!

Before the foosball media match on Saturday, I had one of the most satisfying lunch. We ate shamelessly.... in IKEA. Michelle wanted to introduce me to IKEA's famous Sweddish Meatballs. It was soooooooooo sedap man! I took the meatballs+fries+cranberry sauce, thought it would go well with the spaggetti, so I had them both =) Cranberry sauce (which I first thought was chilli/tomato sauce) did go absolutely very well with the meatballs. Very very sedap!

Love them, love them, loooooooooove them!

Michelle had the 3 boneless chickens+mash potatoes. We share-share lah..... Simply scrumptious! The drinks were refillable. Pepsi Twist never tasted so nice. Funny.

To top it off, we had Daim cake as dessert. Melts in your mouth like a piece of heaven. I'm in lurrrrrrrve =) With Daim cake.

The weirdest part was that, since the whole IKEA cafe was packed with people, we had no choice but to sit in together with a family of 4 on a round table. The place was super-packed! We had no choice. We just ate and talked among ourselves, oblivious to our surrounding. But it just felt weird lah... Felt like a family dinner but we don't know who were they. Mom, dad, bro and sis. And the worst part was we made the most mess there. Such slobbish eater. Must be Michelle's. Haha.

We ate shamelessly =)

Human Foosball Challenge

On Saturday we played Human Foosball Challenge Media Match, representing Bernama Radio24. We were up against Hitz.FM Cruisers Team. Kalah teruk, 12-3. Waaaaaaaaa........ Humiliating but FUN. Our team consist of 4 girls and 2 boys. All kecik-kecik. Hitz.FM guys all besar-besar and terror-terror. No sight of Ean, or Rudy or even JJ though. Sigh. Just the cruisers team. Nevertheless still fun and FUNNY. One of our girls kick ball sampai kasut pun melayang. It was hilarious! We did not even practise beforehand. Just pergi buta-buta just for fun, RM1000 cash price at stake you! So next time we should start practising futsal so we'll be more prepared for our next game. Yee haa!

p/s: Pictures to be uploaded soon.

Dear God

Grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
The courage to change the things I cannot accept,
And the wisdom to hide the bodies of those I had to kill today,
Because they got on my nerves.


Also help me to be careful of the toes I step on today,
As they may be connected to the feet I may have to kiss tomorrow.

Help me God, to always work at 100%
12% on Monday
23% on Tuesday
40% on Wednesday
20% on Thursday
5% on Friday


And help me to remember...


When I am having a bad day and it seems
That people are trying to wind me up, that
It takes 42 muscles to frown, 28 muscles to smile
And only 4 to extend my arm and smack them in the mouth.

I want it and I want it now

Yeah, that's me. I want so badly to anchor news that it shows. Wrong attitude. Today I finally met all the part-time anchor whom Mr. R hired for newsreading. Some were familiar faces and voices from radio and TV. Words of advice I got from people who have been in the business for a long long time:

Don't be so uptight lah.. Take your own time and pace. Learn to pace yourself. Let things happen at their own time. BREATHE AND RELAX. Enjoy what you are doing right now (BJ) and focus to be good at it first before doing other things. Adrian commented that from the 1st day he saw me, he noticed I was very passionate and enthusiastic (ok maybe a bit overly) about this. Like I wanted to do so many things. And I want to do it all. Yeah maybe it's true. Be patient and learn as much. He took 5 years to be good at what he's doing now. He reads for TV2 English news. Sigh. So I have to wait??? Well I just dislike waiting........

I don't have 5 years! I need to know is this my field of work... I'm still exploring, finding out and discovering the media world that I once sooooooooo wanted to be part off. And yet.. on the other hand, Korea still awaits. Only until September. Decision has to be made soon. Either I break or Dr.Kannan + Dr.Pauzi breaks. Somebody is going to get hurt.

Nizal advised me not to be too emotional, too passionate and too excited, otherwise you appear overzealous and will tend to overdo. It has to be done with style. Elegance, sophistication and grace. So you do not appear like an uptight crazy nut waiting to explode, but humble and yet full of substance. Style, personality, character. He's one of a kind lah... Hosted Malaysia Hari Ini (MHI). Magnetic personality. Looking at him makes me happy, because he is always so happy and excudes such radiant.

Finally something that Mr.R quoted that stayed in my mind.

"Always reach for the sky, but don't forget to keep your feet on the ground..."

Ok. I will take their advises and try to follow them. But I have to admit it's hard to surpress the feeling of wanting it (and wanting it so badly). Everybody has dreams and goals right? So this is mine. I am very passionate about wanting to anchor and read news. But I don't want to appear to be so uptight also lah... Life is too short. Must enjoy life. Learn and work my way, from the bottom-up. There's so much to learn! Right now I am a nobody.

How I fam feel right now:

Bluekk...

Currently listening to:

Coming soon...

it's white.....

it's square......

it's produces sound......

it's................

iPod 30GB

hmmmmmmmmm.... nice =)

My head came out on TV news!

Waaaah... I saw my head on TV news today! Wehehe... Mom saw my face on Tamil news! The other day, my colleague saw my back and my side on TV3. My back and side okay, not backside!!! It was the second time I appeared on TV news prime time. During the Altantuya case of course. I was there, on an assignment, covering the story for that day. Boy was it boring... The only thing that kept me awake throughout the court hearing was the oh-so-handsome lawyer, Kamarul Hisham Kamaruddin. Phew! H-O-T. Hmm.. I think I should do court reporting more. In that way, higher chances to be on TV! Haha. And also I got to start making friends with them cameramen. So that I know where they are focusing next time. That way, I know where I can stand (at strategic places) so I can get a full face view instead of my backside view next time.

Apart from all that, court reporting is really really boring lah... I almost dozed off a few times. Therefore missing few points and I had to borrow notes from other reporters! Some of them are nice. Some are not. I guess that is life. You can't expect everbody to be nice to you. As for me... I will try to be nice to people lah.. Must be humble at all times. Ok. As for today, I only sat in the court hearing during the morning session. In the afternoon, my colleagues took over. So still have to wait for the whole thing to over. Darn! Ingatkan boleh balik... Anyway, had ample of time. Worked on my reporting a bit, and I'm done. Well I had to admit, I took such a long time to finish up a report. Almost an hour and I had to do it in B.M! Oh the agony.. Still had to wait for the whole session to end, baru boleh balik. Anyway terpaksa wait for colleague also bah.. Otherwise no transport!

So with so much of time, what to do? Well you find things to entertain yourself! Chit-chat a little. Thank God for the twin girls that we met there! Aini and Aina. They are soooo cute! They looked very chinese-y as well. Only Standard 2 and boy they can talk... a lot! You know what they say, "kids say the darnest things". They did a cat-walk for us. And we even took pictures! We had fun. Though we just met, but talking and playing with them was so much fun! Found out that they also stay in Klang. And their brother works in a beauty centre that my mom visits! What a small world. After they went home. I found other things to do.

I tried my hands on photography. I know I'm already quite well-versed with self-potraits aka cam-whoring, but this is different. This is what you call professional photographer. With a borrowed camera in one hand (my colleague punya), I tried to blend in with other photographers, waiting for people to come out and hopefully get a shot at anyone important i.e. accused suspects, lawyers, family members, etc. One thing for sure, I was the blur-est photographer! Everyone were chasing after their subjects and there I was still standing with the camera in my hand. Standing still. Like a kayu. FAIL. My colleagues were laughing at me because I looked so blur, while the other photographers were running after Abdul Razak Baginda, I was still standing at positon A, not moving. I however managed to capture the handsome lawyer on my camera though. But noooooooo, he was too arrogant to pose for me. He cleverly turned sideways while I clicked away at him. Dang! Results of the pictures will be updated soon. It's still in my colleague's camera. Adoi!

Survey Day

I'm exhausted and my feet are killing me! Today the whole day I was out doing surveys for our upcoming radio station, Radio 24. We went to KLCC (it seems that ever since I started work, that's the place I've been hanging out quite often). Oh boy, it's not easy to do a survey inside of KLCC, every corner there's security! And apparently they weren't very happy about us going around asking people questions/survey. Haha, for a moment I felt like a fugitive. Security ronda-ronda around, on their walkie-talkie probably saying "watch out for a suspicious girl with a yellow file going around approaching shoppers. Over." Damn that yellow file!!! Such a give away to my disguise. Bah! The security was nice enough to tell us nicely to not do it inside of KLCC. So we moved on to the outside of KLCC. At the park, at the waiting area, at the entrance... That was okay. At least still get to ask people around for surveys. But the worst part was speaking to mostly smokers, because we were outside of KLCC where smokers tend to go out awhile for their regular smoke break. My God... For almost the whole day I had to endure the cigarrette smoke. It got to my eyes, it got to my throat, and I guess some got inside my brains too, which explains the probability of thousands of dead brain cells in my head now T_T

So the moral of the story is, no more surveys for me please... Didn't really enjoyed it lah.. Not really my thing. At least not anymore. I used to work as sales promoter in hypermarkets where I had to stand whole day asking people especially aunties-aunties to try out my product i.e. Campbell soup, Colgate toothbrushes, Cadbury hot chocolate drink, Nestum drinks, etc. Enough of all that lah... Tired lah... Everyday faced with leceh people and rejections =( Don't get me wrong, I like people. I just don't like begging/persuading. So today's "Survey Day" is so-so lah... I only manage to get 21 people to answer my survey questions because I had to explain from the beginning; who are we and what is the radio all about. Talk so much only got 21 people. All the saliva spitting, just for 21 people??? Dang! We started around 1pm, went for lunch after awhile and finished at 5pm. Our team (3 of us) all together managed to get 60 feedbacks. But now really damn tired lah...

Actually today I was hoping that I can practice news reading (after so long being neglected). But since we were assigned with jobs to do outside of office today, have to do it lah... Wah today everybody at the office seemed busy as hell. Not helping was the new office that was NOT egrodynamic for working purposes. At least not for 19 people. It was seriously too small, too confined and too stuffy. One can't help feeling claustrophobic. What more to think out-of-the-box when the office itself is as BIG as a box?!? The air was thick and stagnant. So not good for health. But then again, BJs (that includes me) will be most of the time out of office on assignments. Sigh. As for me, I really really want to be an anchor. Not really a broadcast journalist (BJ). But if that is what I need to go through in order to gain more experience, I guess have to lah... But if BJ, then have to do it in B.M. That is another problem. I just want to train in news reading everyday at least a few minutes so I can learn and improve. But at the moment, nobody is available to attend to me =( Mr. R is soooooooo busy lah... How can he train me??? He say only he want to train me. And now I am left with high expectations. Waiting. Anticipating. Like a small kid being promised to the fun-fair, and then it never comes to pass. Putting high expectations can be very depressing if not met. Even the smallest matter, because the mind has already focused on what it wants and refuses to accept anything else, can be disturbing sometimes. So what now to do??? Do not expect anything at all.

Let's salsa!

Yesterday was my first salsa lesson at the Havana Estudio. Apart from being late to class due to traffic jam, the lesson went well. We learnt 3 new steps: the mambo, cucaracha and the "right turn" (that was kind of tricky). Boy I had fun. Dancing has always been my passion, just that I lack exposure and the chance to dance often. I had attended dance class before this, just for 1 month. For fun. But that was sooooo ordinary and boring. This is different, this is salsa babe! I'm determined to learn this art of dance and unleash the "salsa-ness" in me. Muahaha... Just one thing that dissapoints me, although it's just one thing, maybe a small thing, but can be quite depressing. NO CUTE GUYS =( Sad sad. So sad. Where are all the guys? The class that we observe before this had at least some or a few cute guys. At least they had MORE guys than in our class. My class only had a few guys, and they are not at all cute! WHYYYYY???????? Por que??? It's not fair! Having cute guys in class esspecially salsa would definitely make a lot of difference wouldn't it?? Sigh. Tall, dark and handsome.. Where art thou?? Sigh. Doesn't matter lah.. Hopefully can meet some hot guys there during their monthly salsa party. Wehehe... Anyway, the class was fun. I simply love the floor to ceilling mirror! Can't stop looking at them and checking myself out while dancing. Oh vanity!

Oh, oh, I just remembered about a movie I watched quite some time ago. It's my one of my fave movie. And it's about salsa! It's called Dirty Dancing: Havana's Night. 2 thumbs up! Diego Luna is soooo cute!

Let me spare you the imagination and so you can just read the synopsis:

Havana: November, 1958. 18-year-old Katey Miller (Romola Garai) brings an innate curiosity and a smattering of Spanish to her new life in Cuba’s lush capital, where her father has taken an executive position at Ford. Bookish and awkward, Katey is expected to join the smart set of American teenagers who are the Millers’ neighbors at the exclusive Oceana Hotel. But Katey finds herself drawn instead to the proud, purposeful Javier (Diego Luna-cutie pie!), a waiter who also happens to be a brilliant dancer. Determined to learn the slinky, spectacular moves that Javier seems to know in his bones, Katey persuades him to partner with her in a prestigious national dance competition at Havana’s glittering nightclub/casino, The Palace. Soon, the straight-A student is deceiving her parents, stealing away both day and night to discover a different part of Cuba with Javier. They meet at the steamy nightclub La Rosa Negra, where only the locals go and where the dancing is hotter than the temperature outside. Some days, they practice on the sand of an out-of-the-way beach, aligning their bodies in a sensual harmony that mirrors the growing passion between them. As the night of the contest finally arrives, Katey and Javier are ready to take their place as a couple on the dance floor – unaware that the country club, and the streets of Havana itself, are about to erupt in revolutionary violence.

Phew! That's a mouth-full.

123 567. Just keep dancing. Let's mambo!

Friday the 13th

OOOOooooooooooohhh..... Nothing bad happened to me though they say Friday the 13th is a very unlucky day a.k.a. The Black Friday. Thank you God! However on this Friday the 13th, we have finally moved office from the 12th floor to the 15th floor! That's a good news. This new office is very chic and cool. Think red and black, and circle windows (instead of square shaped windows). But I would say a little claustrophobic. It also felt like being in a sub-marine. We get to choose our lockers. Haha. Just that caused so much noise and commotion. Today we were treated to free makan. Again. In conjuction with us moving to our new place. Haha. Like our boss said, our department has nothing to do, so most of the time.. we eat! That is sooooooo true. So much of eating activity that I have put on so much weight. I'm so fat now. Waa =(

Funny things happened in the office today. Well besides doing nothing. That's what we do best nowadays. Gosh, sitting around doing nothing can really dampen my working mood. I hope things will turn out to be more productive next week. More news reading practices and training please, Mr. R. I would really really appreciate that! Sigh. I've been neglected for the past week. Or was it the whole idea? If my job is just to sit around, write stories behind scenes, and doing small minicule things, then it's not my kind of job at all. Sorry to say lah... But the problem is, my real job hasn't even started yet. So it's still quite vague and hard to imagine what it'll be like as a real BJ (though what I really really want is to be an anchor *tsk tsk*). So anyway, now we are still in preparation mode, meaning need more practice right? Get your ass moving!!! I want to improve news reading in a few months time not few years! Shit. I don't have that much of time!!!

Oh gosh, where have I driftted to??? Oh yeah funny things that happen in office today... Everyone laughed at me because I said air suling (distilled water) and I relate it with my name thus my water = "air Su Lin". Everybody laughed. I brushed it off thinking it was nothing, or just funny or coincident it sounds like my name. Mana lah tahu... These people sooooooooo ham-sap, thinking about something else. I have no clue what was the joke about until my colleague told me. Shit. It's a dirty joke. And I was so blur the whole time. Nevermind.

Oh while our makan time (boss belanja makan-makan tea time) we made fun of one of our colleagues at the way he eats banana. Saying he eats them very gracefully. Yeah he's a guy. That was funny. These people memang otak kuning. A banana joke. After makan some of us had manicure sessions where we did our nails in the office. So it's like a bunch of us having the same nail colours. It's nice la.. Dark red, almost black. Sophisticated and chic. I saw a really beautiful lady today. She was almost glowing. She was talking with Mr.R and few other bosses. Looking at her, I feel ugly. And I thought to myself. Beautiful people always gets what they want, showered with attentions, esspecially bosses. It's a cruel world. Gosh, I have to loose weight and have a makeover!!! So is looks all that matters??? I hope as I observe the people in this field, that I will not loose confidence but to gain more. Confidence in myself and confidence in others.

P/s: confidence is sexy!

Goodbye to a boring week at work and hello to an interesting salsa class starting tommorrow at the Havana Estudio. I've been waiting so long to learn up this art of sexy latin dance. Bailamos!

And to end the so-called unlucky day, Friday the 13th, I was treated to a good news. I'm getting an iPod 30GB as a gift from the KitKat "Breakaway" contest for being selected as the top 8 video finalist. Sigh. That means I did not get the RM10,ooo grand price. I'm not sad la, quite happy what... at least I got an iPod. Anyway the video was sucky, so an iPod is good enough. Go to http://www.kitkat.com.my/.

Boredom kills!

I hate doing nothing. I had one of the most boring-est day at work today. DOING NOTHING. Buh-san leh... The only best part of today at work was tea break where I tried the most delicious pulut durian. Scrumptious pulut (glutonious rice) covered with durian gravy. Mmm... Marvelous!!! Anyway at work today, I was so bored that I got so tired of being bored. Literally tired and exhausted when I reached home. Sick and tired of being bored and unproductive. What would make my day more productive is to have more news reading training. To learn and improve. That's my main goal. Guess Mr.R is too busy today. Ain't got no time for a small fry like me =( Sigh. How else to improve can anyone tell me??? I was expecting an intensive training (which till this day has not even started!) and at the moment it's just an on-and-off news reading practices with much critics, comments and corrections that follows. But I was thinking, how to do an intensive training when the trainer seemed to be so busy running the whole show? I'm guessing when we officially launch soon and when I'm given the official assignments/mandate of a BJ, then I would NOT even have anytime for news reading (practices). Oh no!!! Hmm... Or was that the whole idea??? Well that just sucks!!! I hate people who gives me false hopes and empty promises.

Right now I need to find a story to write as news package. A "news-worthy" story. Still figuring how these things work lah... Honestly, I'm not so much of a writting person. Actually, not much of a reading person either. Aiyoyo. Die la.. Hopeless.. How to survive??? Well, I chose this road of so called "self-discovery" ,made a 180 degree turn from science to media field. So have to make do la... I hope to be able to do this with an open heart and mind. I'm trying not to burn the bridge. It's sooooooooo not easy being a journalist though. Many war journalist die. But I'm not going to cover war zones lah.. Am not willing to die for Bernama. Haha. Erm... *gulp* Oh God.. please help!

What a week this has been...

The time now is 11:36 PM and I'm just about to start my homework. I'm suppose to write news stories on all the assignments that I have covered for the past 1 week. I must say I'm very verrrrry lazy to write. In fact I'm more of a talking person rather than a writting person. But I think tommorrow is the deadline la.. How??? Ah.. Malas la. Anyway these are some of the assignments that I covered and supposed to write about:

Monday

(Topic: Economy)

The signing ceremony between Swee Joo Bhd. and Ships Classification Malaysia (SCM) at Shangri-La Hotel, Putrajaya. Minister of Transportation, Dato' Seri Chan Kong Choy was also present.

Things were so new for me, since it was my very 1st time out on assignments. I was more quiet and I observed more of what people do. Sometimes I even hear myself: "Oh, like that ah..." "Hmm, I see.."

Tuesday

(Topic: General)

1. National Population Conference and the Launch of POPnet (LPPKN) at Reinessance Hotel.

2. The launch of Creativity and Innovation Club (CIC) at the Grand Seasons Hotel.

3. The launch of Pantai Breast Care Centre (one stop centre for breast cancer/disease treatment) and Pink Ribbon for Life Campaign (the campaign on breast cancer awareness) at the Pantai Medical Centre.

General stories are amazing as you get free food, special treatments and really nice goodie bags. The best one I got so far was a beautiful shawl, when attending an event organized by the Ministry of Women and Family Development. I saw Dato' Seri Sharizat twice that day. Whatever that her ministry handles be surprised with very nice gifts. Best part: delicious free food.

Wednesday (properly pronounced as "Wenz-day")

(Topic: Crime)

Follow up on the paedophile case that happened in Kampung Baru. Latest case was the kidnap of Suci Ramadhani.

Crime cases are always adrenaline rush. Like this one. When there's a scoop, we go hunting for it. Really feel like a reporter. Interviewing the witnesses and public. Tiring, walk a lot, no time to eat, a bit scary at times but definitely learn a lot.

Thursday

(Topic: Court)

The Altantuya case at Mahkamah Tinggi Jenayah, in Shah Alam.

Boy court cases are so boring. I almost doze of during the morning session. But things got more interesting in the afternoon session where the acccused, Sirul Azhar Umar was called to witness to the court. His testimonies were confusing, but the Q&A sessions between the witness and lawyers were interesting. I saw Abdul Razak Baginda too. And his daughter, Rowena. I wonder why she carries a walking stick around. Her legs seems fine to me. Hmmm..... Apparently my colleague told me she saw me on TV3 news that night. She saw my back and my side. Not my backside ok Mr.R!!!

Friday

(Topic: Sports)

The announcement for the nominees for the "Hall Of Fame" and Asian Sports Award at The Westin Hotel.

The last event after that was a general event. Means more makan! It was during the launch of the logo for mamogramme subsidy programme. Boy the food was good, buffet style, so I pigged out. And then I came back to the office right after, with one of my colleague asking me, how come I looked "berisi" already after not seeing me for awhile. Ouch! Sigh. No more food for me. I'm going on a diet!

Oh no. The time now is 12.38 AM. I'm going to bed. Homework not done. Ahhhhh... Procastination. I'll do it tommorrow. And now for some precious sleep.

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07.07.07: The uneventful day where I kena fly kite

Well that had seem to be the case for me, at least for the past weeks. Always kena F.F.K. aka "fong fei kei", "fly kite", "stood up", etc.. My friends don't like to hang-out with me no more =( First there's Laundry Bar, that had been planned since ages (few semesters ago) but never come to pass. And then Marche's also. Sigh. Everybody seemed busy with their holidays. And there's problem with late night transportation. Can't blame anyone. No car bah. I guess it's just not meant to be...

Just recently I found out from this guy who said we should hang out ever since final our exams last 2 months, Till today, I've still not seen even the shadows of his nose yet. Not to say he stays very far. Ala, PJ je.. Apparently, he explained that he's different when he's at home, and when he's in uni. At home, well he just stays at home. But in uni, he hangs out till late, i.e. go for concerts, bowlings, mamaks. So initially, I thought he would be the best candidate to bring to the "Green Every Day" concert (that was last night: 07.07.07). But oh well. He rather teman his little brother and watch Transformer instead. So I told him, "I'm giving up on you..." He said fine. And I said fine. Whatever. Sigh. I really wanted to go to that concert. No, not because of Engku Emran. It's because of environment awareness and of course, the concert. And for the record, it has been confirmed. Engku is seeing Erra =( To add to my misery, a friend who was at the concert told me she saw Indonesian hot stuff, Nicholas Saputra (Ada Apa Dengan Cinta) and took pictures with him. Waaa...

Another case of being stood up this weekend, that happened last night also, where there was this really cool Venezuelan Salsa Concert at Titiwangsa. I invited her thinking she would be as interested as I am in Latino Cultura stuff. She said she would come, and then i waited, and then she did not show up. And ended up didn't come. Thankfully I wasn't alone at that time so it did not felt so bad. Aside from that, the Venezuelans were sooo gorgeous. The kids are also very pretty and charming. And I got a shock of my life when I saw my level 1 Spanish lecturer, Senor Caning Jarramillo there at the concert. Well he's a Venezuelan from Caracas, so he should be there, to support the Venezuelan community in Malaysia. He used to make me melt each time in class. Think tall, dark chocolate skinned, nice bod. Yummy! The aviator sunglasses and leather jacket he dons to classes just blew me off, everytime. The last I heard of him, he teaches salsa in a dance studio in Ampang. Ohh la la.. So it dances as well... Oh well, unfortunately I did not have enough courage to go up to him and speak to him, thinking that he must have forgotten me since it was soooo long time ago. And not to mention he was surrounded by some hot Venezuelan women. I mean "siapa la saya?" Who am I? Who am I??? The concert opened my eyes and ears to Venezuelan music and dances. Actually the official Venezuelan dance is called Joropo (pronounced "horopo", with the stress on the last "o") and not salsa or cha cha or whatever. I simply loved the music. I wish to dance as well with the rest of the people there (Senor Caning was also dancing, and I caught him on video). But I do not know salsa =( At least not yet! Haha. Enrolled myself to salsa lessons at the Havana Estudio, starting next week. Can't wait to dance. Bailamos! So Venezuelan salsa concert was interesting, however not so many attendees. So not so meriah la... Probably due to lack of publicity. Or maybe everyone's at the Green Concert. Dang! My night ended early, still wanting more salsa music and Venezuela, I had to go back before my coach turn into a pumpkin. Just like Cinderella... This is the life of a public transporter. Sigh. Here's some picture I took at the event.

And the 2 monkeys who said they wanted to come visit me in Klang had still not contacted me. And uni start tommorrow. Where art thou???

Me thinks it's time... It's time to find new and cooler bunch of friends. Haha.

Sigh-ness...

I sooooooo wanted to go Laundry Bar today, so badly.. but tak jadi pergi. They had the "World's Rainforest Festival Gathering" for those who cannot make it to the Sarawak's Rainforest Festival, so they come to you... (My next to do things is probably that: Sarawak Rainforest Festival~woo hoo!!!). Sigh. Tak ada kereta dan tak ada "kaki".

Tommorrow I want to go to the "Green Every Day 2007" concert, but most probably not going already lah.. Because Emran is with Erra now so what's the point right? Sigh. Haha, no lah.. Hawa's not too keened. She said "what's the point when the people there will litter at the concert anyway???" Sigh. True.

Everyday I commute to work via public transport. It's quite sucky la, but no choice. Sigh. I wake up everyday at 6am, leaves the house at 6.40am, travels to work in sardin-packed LRT and reaches home at the end of the day around night time:8.30-9pm. Not that I'm complaining, I was the one who soooooo wanted to work there bah.

If it's my day, I get a seat (which by the way, never happens!), if it's not my day I have to stand throughout the way (that always happens).

If it's my day, I see a cutie-pie (think sardin-packed therefore up-close-and-personal), if it's not my day, I get squished by smelly and hairy men. If it's my day, I don't have to wait long before my bus/LRT reaches (hop,hop,hop and I'm there), if it's not my day, I wait so long till I get fed-up and I just take the KTM instead (pay extra lah).

Sigh. People asked why don't I rent out somewhere nearer to workplace, like in KL? For me, it was either a house or a car. So definitely a car.

My colleagues think I look very "garang" and unapproachable. My face that is. The 1st person who commented that was Mr.R. My response was like.. "WHAT?!?" I can't believe he just said that. In front of everyone. Me? Garang??? And then my colleagues agreed. That I looked fierce. So they say I must smile more often. Wah I got so shocked wei... Do I look that bad ah??? Oh my God. Sedihnya... Sigh.

Heartbroken =(

I've heard the latest news about my lovely Engku Emran and Erra Fazira are getting together. Prior to that, the news mentioned a love-triangle: Engku-Erra-Hans Isaac. But actually it's a love-square: me-Engku-Erra-Hans Isaac. *sob* "Why Engku???", "Mengapa???", "Thim-kai???" I know la I tak setanding Erra Fazira.... But whyyyyyyyyy????????

p/s: I'm not siao ok. Just playing around =P

Sad Frustrated Dissapointed

I'm writting this feeling sad. Very sad. Before this I felt frustrated and dissapointed. I think everyone worth to have feelings, be it happy or sad. So here I am venting my frustration and dissapointment, and of course sadness. As naive as people may think I have rights to my own feeling. And right now I feel like kicking somebody. Apart from feeling great from going out for more assignments the whole of this week (covering economic,general,crime,court and sports stories), today it broke my heart to see my name of the charts where I saw my name listed as Radio Broadcast Journalist (RBJ). It's not that I'm not being ungrateful, just that deep down inside me... I want to read the English news soooooooooooo badly. Mr.R once told me he's not ready to "use" me yet.. So he rather hire a part-time news reader to do the job rather to let me do it. Kononnya he has a "reputation" to jaga. So I asked "why then do you hire us, if you do not wish to use us???" He said it was the management who hires, not him. I know I need more training. Yes it's true. But for how long??? I do not have the patience to wait for 1 or 2 more years. I want it.. and I want it NOW. Not helping is that if I'm a RBJ, most probably I have to do it in BM, and with that I'm going to suffer. Not that I cannot speak BM, but my prefferred language is English, in fact I'm better at English because most of the time I think in English, I speak in English and I write also in English!!! So to ask me to BJ in BM, it's like ripping off one of my legs and asking me to walk. I will become dissabled (no puns intended). I do not function that well in BM, in the sense of fluency and generating ideas, I'm better at it in English! Can an expert like Mr.R not see it??? This feels shitty. He knows I want it. But he's not giving me a chance. Yes I need traning. But has it really started? It's not even intensive training at all, like how it's suppossed and ought to be. And he expects me to be good??? I told him I do want to be good, in fact improve. But everytime I read the news I get corrected, which is good, just the amount of correction is just shocking! And that is the English that I learned in school. Esspecially how some English words are properly pronounced,i.e.: the is pronounce "thuh" (refer previous blog). Yeah go ahead, try it. People might smack you for spitting at their faces. Most people when I told them, they do not believe, in fact they couldn't care less. That's the Malaysian English that we have grown up using. Man, that's the English I have been using all my life! Manglish. Am still very proud of it though. Sigh. I'm really torned. Korea is still waiting for me. I need to know if this new line is for me, since I have made a 180 degrees turn in my start of career. It really breaks my heart because they are both my passion. One is saving the environment (job offer in Korea: deals with the Korean ocean research) another is pursuing my dreams in broadcasting (more specifically newsreading). If I'm not good, tell me so I can move on and find other things that I may be good at, but don't discard me. I may not have the package, fine. At least spare me. I have feelings too... You said I have the voice, fine. Use me and train me properly then. You said you have trained many people who some even spoke like a "penyu" and now has become famous newreaders, for surely you can train me up to be good then. So prove it. Do not give me false hopes. And please be professional.

1st assigmnent

Wow nice.. Woo seronok-nye.. Ahh adventure.. Ohh like that.. Hmm how ah.. Sigh malu-nye.. Hmmmmmmmppppppppphhhhhhhhh........ I let out a long sigh+groan. Although today I learned a lot, but learn from my observation and mistakes also la.. Today was okay, wasn't so good either. Dunno why. We went Shangri-La hotel at Putrajaya to cover a business story. Tooks us so long to get there, we had to change 3-4 public transport, by the time the road trip ended and time to go home, feels like want to pengsan! And we waited so damn long also for the ceremony to start because we were there early. Hungry, bored and sleepy, we waited. I hate waiting, though I admit I had histories of keeping people waiting =P Lesson learned from today: 1) get a damn tape recorder 2) get a damn name card 3) get a damn life. I'm sorry, I'm just not in a good mood. Goodnite.

Berkeley Mamak

First things first, I mistook Berkeley mamak for the one next to the really good Berkeley mamak. Yeah, blame me! They both have the same name and are located side-by-side each other. And they are both near the Berkeley round-a-bout. Ish. Anyway, last Friday night we met up, Hwa Mei, Soon Cien, CK and myself. I have not met Soon Cien aka Grandpa for 1 and half year already and CK for 2 years! My God, time flies soooooo fast, it's scary =S We talked, catched up, took pictures. It was fun. I laughed a lot. Miss those guys. Especially Grandpa, I insisted I wanted to order for him; nasi lemak and teh-o-ais limau, but he refused to listen to me. This tactic is to order for somebody else what YOU want to eat so you can curi makan their food later. Hahaha.. I had Thosai Masala and Mango Lassi (I simply luurve Indian food!). They joked that I had a lot of masalah, that's why I ordered thosai masala. Yeah right. Masala was nice, but the lassi sucked, more like manggo basi than manggo lassi. Bluekk. That night, me and Hwa Mei interrogated CK, because ha went M.I.A. for 2 years! We were quite close one season: frequently hanging out together, karaoke, bowling, cari makan, movies, playing with Zeepo (Hwa Mei's Shitzhu). God knows what happened to him, and that night we finally met. Apparently he's been busy and yeah.. he's now double and not available (DNA). Grandpa kept reminding about my "deal' with CK, if we happen to be still single in 3 years time, we'll be with each other. Haha, very funny Grandpa!!! I never said such thing. Only YOU made all that up. So we were counting, 2 years gone so left 1 more year then we'll see... It's amazing how we can still joke and talk a lot after so long we have not met. Our table were like the noisest with much flashing, from taking pictures! Cam-whoring =)