Things That Had Happened Since...

Just for the habit of updating, here are some of the stuff that I've been through since I stopped for a while. These events were in order between the months of April 2008 to January 2009. It's kind of a lot to squeeze into one blog entry but I'm going to try to put them in chronological order.

Well, obviously my cousin Cammy* got married. Apparently, she and Mr. Groom (a USJ guy) met at university in England and had a whirlwind romance. Though they were both still learning, they opted to get married straight away (no engagement period, holy-F, slow down girl). I suspected it's a genetic thing since her mom (my aunt) got married at age 18!

Baby Nephew No. 2 came into the world in late May. Thus, from now on, BabyNabil will be nicknamed as BratNabil and second baby shall be refered to as BabyNasar. Hahaha, MySis wanted the boys in her family to have their names start with the letter 'N' and any girls born shall have 'H' names. Reason pertaining is hinted at the said parents' own names. Heh, go figure.

Oh and her husband's youngest sister is getting married too. Unlike my cousin, she choose a period of engagement and the part was just recently last December. AbangHuzir's sister was my schoolmate back at primary-to-secondary school, one of the cool-crowd gals, so we don't really meet face-to-face. I'm mentioning it that since I'm confirming to myself that I'm now at the stage in life were women should be tied to a man by her ring finger or else she's considered strange without one.

*Sighs...* I'll worry about that one later. Luckily, with an intern job in my pocket, I'm excused from the comments, even though it won't stop the Surau-Aunties from poking he over their gates (Surau-Aunties are far nosier and scarier than Family-Aunties, eeep!).

I was at MdeC, btw. Took a look around in some of the best animators and programmers in the country... that are still residing in the country, of course. I still hope to work in here someday. I'm pretty obvious in one of the pics, hahaha...

Do I like my job so far? At the moment, it's 50-50 since it's still all new to me. And the thing I thought I missed, namely the back and shoulders pain from sitting around for so long, well, I still don't miss that (hadn't had that kind of pain since the beginning of university). And I'm missing it even less right now as I type this, aaaarrrgggghhh!!

*Stops to stretch* I'm getting pretty okay with the 2 systems they want me to get familiar with. One is a 3D SMS game with you play on TV to control your character. The other is for a super-massive 3D MMORPG project based on the early mythology of Langkasuka. I've read the tech book and the spoiler book and was impressed all the way.

At the moment my bosses/mentors (wow, I have 2 of them!), Kristie and E-Rick (the later being that I never seem to find him offline during breaks) are getting me to work on the engine system and get used to building the world before they assign me to any map-building or level-coding. It's almost as similar as my RPGMaker 2003, except that it's in 3D (3D, PEOPLE, I'M WORKING WITH 3D!!), so I'm pretty excited (woohoo!).

MySis had started out intern as a programmer too but now she's mostly in areas of trouble shooting, I think. In fact, my mom was a system analyst back when computers still came with punch-cards, 16-bits monitors and binary coding. So needless to say, computer's in my blood. Mak had built some of the country's first programs, MySis helps others how to make it better while I'm making programs that makes people useless.

In conclusion, yes, I like my job (muahahahahaaa!!).

A Wayward Pimpernel... Wannabe Games Programmer

I’m not going to scream or shout anything big like a set of capitalized word like “I’M BACK!!!” mainly because I’m doing this on my company clock and I aim to stay here after I graduate (for reasons that they have excellent internet connection and at the rate of the recession nowadays, I probably be falling into that clichéd ‘jobless undergraduate’).

Wow, so many words under one sentence. I guess my bad habit of talking about myself to myself still hadn’t abated. Then again, what is a blog if you don’t extend excessive bragging rights to the immense void of the World Wide Web? Har, har. Okay, keeping it short and simple (which is really said since I hadn’t updated my secret space for over half a year), my last post speaks of my short break from school.

In April.



Not that I’m actually going to feel any better after this since hitting myself maybe seen as sexy in remote parts of Africa, but here in Malaysia, it ain’t mature..

I may dust up a few parts around this place, getting rid of those widgets that don’t really mean a thing and fixing both Photobucket and Imageshack profiles. Particularly the lasy bit because one of the main reasons I had to quit was the excessively annoying firewall of my university is that they hate Imageshack and I don’t like to rely too much on Photobucket.

As some might remember, I’m a graphics whore and I love to post images I might find from looking around stuff (see sidebar to details). Now that I have a faster internet line that doesn’t require $RM2 an hour, namely company’s PC, I guess this is a chance to redeem myself back into the Community of Self-Bragging.

And so where do I start updating about myself? Hmmmm...

Well I did say I’m working now. Though it’s just practical training, I hope to stick around here for much longer than the 3 months stipulated. Actually, it’s 4 months by university requirements but at $RM500 a month, I suppose the programme’s budget can only make it so far. It’s not that I love the job too much, I’m just more in love with what I can do.

I’m a games programmer. In training.

Hahaha, shouldn’t be a surprise there for my former readers, since I make massive games review like an illegal downloader on guilt pills. Really, I wouldn’t have had this opportunity if it weren’t for one of my lecturers who was moderator of my final project, which is entirely a whole other story so more on that later, someday.

MYGO Solutions

Apparently, there’s this programme by MDEC trying to make Malaysia a happier place for delinquents and school-skippers by jumping into the internationally and grossly profitable industry that’s 3 times bigger than the movies. By sugar-coating it as ‘Information Creative Technology’, the programme aims to produce ‘knowledge-workers’, aka Cyberjaya minions.

These workers should be capable of hypnotizing dead beat working-class citizen into parting their money and their youth to be hooked to a monitor that glows and makes random beeping noises. Often, these unsteady-income individuals would be connected by miles of wires that link human-machine interaction by on sound system and multiple touch-sensitive devices that jack up adrenaline stimulation of their living bodies, just to make sure it’s still living.

And every so often, a whole new method would be developed, fresh off the experimental lab, and is inserted into the machine, just to see how the stationary human would react (take note that a loud fart is NOT considered as a sign of life).

So what’s the difference between game developers and sleazy doctors who treats institutionalized coma patients? Health insurance, I think.

Well, that’s what I wanna be by the end of 3 months. This place is great, really. Closer to home so it takes less petrol consumption for my car to take me here. It’s also got great clients and had managed to stay afloat for a good handful of years. Not to mention a really cool massive project coming out sometime between August and September this year.

I’ve just started on the first Monday of 2009 so I can’t report of any real experience yet. Wish me luck, though, as they’ve stressed that they do expect a lot from me. Gotta to end here for now (my boss is haranguing me on MSN messenger), more on this later of what are the changes to my blogging lifestyles later.

Oh, one last thing.

“I’M BACK!!!”

I’m Freeeee!

Well, the title says it all. I’m so freaking tired... and the holidays only last until 18th May! Gosh, I’m so damned to do so many things. I’m not confident I did well on one of the exams but I know I passed the project paper and that’s the most important one of all. Yeah, yeah, cross when approaching bridge, I get the proverb.

So! What the hell am I going to do? Well, for starters, I guess I better update this here blog then. It’s true that parting makes the heart grow fonder and I’d say that this blog is too pretty to be parted for so long.

Damn if I don’t sound like pinksterzisme *bleh!*

This is due to the instantaneous blog writing I have in my head. I’m practically thinking as I write and thus, nonsensical information ahead, readers beware les my evil Baddie drains your brain too.


Okay, there! I’ve exhaled a bit of ranting. Now for the more serious part.

Today is Wednesday and so tomorrow, Thursday, will be the first of May. Haha, Labour Day. Makes me wonder if my sister’s inner parasite will decide if his infancy self wants to hatch yet or so. Don’t worry, the guy’s still in pre-birth mode, but the May month will be the final hour of which BabyNabil gets a little brother.

The house in Kt. D’sara is being prepped and the hospital route has been planned in case of emergency. Now if only we can get BabyNabil to call himself ‘Abang’...

For myself, tomorrow I’ll be at the MPH warehouse sale at Komplex Kelana Jaya. Now that my exams are over, it’s high, high, very HIGH time I get me a new paperback novel. Or a manga. Preferably a manga but I don’t think MHP got the same stuff as Borders. Or if they did, the juicy pickings I wanted are probably been devoured by the members yesterday *hehehe!*

Anybody going to the MPH warehouse sale tomorrow? Can belanja me makan? Alaa...

The second next thingy for me in May in on the 8th of May till the 11th. In my previous entry, I said that I’m applying for a quick job scheme for my school following an International Red Crescent Bazzar coming up in Taman Tasik Titiwangsa.

There should be food stalls, game stalls, maybe even a blood donation drive. Haha, takes me back to secondary school (nearly fainted at the sight of needle-into-arm, and that’s just my friend’s arm!). If anybody going to the IRC Bazzar in Taman Tasik Titiwangsa on those days, look out for a girl in a headscarf hanging around the blue-red-grey UNITAR booth. She’s definitely going to try to get you to enroll so be careful of her salesmanship skills!

I’ll post pictures about everything soon. Gosh, my head still hurts. I really hope you don’t mind the constant excessive lettering. I’ll try to post a more normal, boring topic once I forget what day is it today.

Blog Rants: I AWOL’d Myself!

Hey all! I’m soooo hating myself for leaving you in the dark about my life. Not that I actually have anything interesting working on at the moment (if you call exams as interesting, I’ll give sex if you can get me A+ guarantees, promise!).

It’s been a close shave but I got my homework done in time and time will tell how screwed I got myself into. Bah, see? Self-induced reverse psychology. And I don’t even have a license to treat myself. I wonder whom I can sue?

*cough* *cough*

Passing over my imaginary selfs (selves? selfes? Damn English grammar), I give you some Post-It-Notes versions of my usually long-winded entries. I thought you guys might like a change of pace from the older entries of a bajillion-words per post, not that I would make this post any shorter.

Me has baaaaaaaad habit, torturing you all to read my rants. On really ranty days, Guantanamo Bay prison sends me royalty money. My blog is apparently more torturously boring than Colin Powell’s WMD report on Iraq but not yet reached the painful level of looping repeated inquiries of ‘Are we there yet?’ in whiny child’s voice.

I wonder if Malaysian prisons will accept ‘Dah sampai tak?’ loops of me in my whiny kiddie voice?

Note01: My exams are on the 25th, 27th, and 30th of this month. Please don’t come in here looking for me unless you want to click my Nuffnang ads or something. I’m taking VR, Multimedia and E-docs. Next semester, I’m taking Project Paper 02 Part 02 (4 credit hours only) even though its not recommended for short semester. That way, I’ll be able to take Industrial Training for the August semester without any other subjects.

Note02: Here’s an embarrassing thingy which I thought (believed, hoped, for-freaking-sake-I’m-already-mid-twenties!) I outgrew since Fushigi Yuugi aired on AXN channel; I’m in a fan-girlling phase once again.

Damn. Quick, skip everything if you don’t understand or too wise and mature to stand utter nonsense.

Well, I’m not going to hide it (since my very first promise to having a blog is that I shall be brutally honest) but I’ve become a shojo (fangirl) to a set of fictional Japanese anime guys ( bishies galore!). The first time this happened was with Flame of Recca series, then Fushigi Yuugi guys and now it’s the recently showcased on Astro’s Animax, La Corda D’oro: Primo Passo.

*giggles*

I’m not going to Wikipedia-copy the story of the manga since the info is practically everywhere, but I will say that it’s based on a PS2 game named Kin’iro no Corda and there’s a second game and a second game extra already out.

The most recent updates on La Corda D’oro is that a Season 2 for the series is still hanging, the manga is still running but it’s getting very close to the end of the first game’s plot (the two new characters of the second game had been given sneak peeks on the manga) and that I’ve being going back and forth between a fan’s game journal and a big fansite’s forum just for any new illegal scanlations I could grab my hands on.

It took many, many, freaking-hell many manga chapters before my two favourite guys, insultingly cool Tsukimori and sensitive jock Tsuchiura, to get from this dog-in-the-manger state...



To this state. No matter the constant rivalry, they can’t disagree on classical music. Alas, finally! Ryo the Piano-Guy and Len the Violin-Man actually performing together. My bishie dream comes true. My fan-girlism ought to die happy now.



Note03: My cousin, who I shall refer to as Cammie, is getting married. She’s like 2 years younger than me AND she’s ahead of her two elder siblings. And ahead of a whole host of other cousins as well. She’s been studying in England for sometime now and Mr. Prospective Groom is studying there as well.

The guy’s family is going to meet Cammie’s family (my Aunt Sidah) in the family home Seremban this Sunday. I, on the other hand, ill have exams (yes, exams on Sunday, *bite me*) and Alhamdulillah I thank God I won’t be in Seremban with my mom.

Don’t get me wrong, I love my maternal aunts. But there’s a cackle of them and I mean a cackle because once you put the Jailani sisters under one roof, it won’t stop until every bit of your sanity had been dissected and your life’s business under microscope inspection. Being female myself, young single female, what’s more, I can’t avoid aunts like male cousins can so really I’m grateful to the Big Man above if He had a hand in this.

Nothing against marriage per se, but I’ve already planned singlehood for life based on this simple equation.

Good: Finding sincere partner.
Bad: Finding no partner.
Ugly: Finding partner with his pants down during best friend’s ‘happy time’.

If there’s any advantage other than the meager 1/3 chance of soulmate success, I rather stick to marrying a career.

Note04: As I’m writing this, today, I’m going to go for a short training meet for this part-time job I’ve volunteered. I need the money and it doesn’t seem to be very difficult. My school is going to join up to this bazaar coming up for International Red Crescent/Cross Day.

I had joined secondary school Red Crescent so as long I don’t have to drill march around in a muddy school field in white pants, I’m cool. It’s not a quick buck scheme but it’ll get me out of the house and onto Tasik Titiwangsa on 8th to 11th of May and maybe a pinch or two to blog about during the school holidays.

Heh, pretty much, that’s the end of the notes. Speaking of blogging, I don’t think I’m going to post anything for the rest of the week. Even my weekend images are on hold. My brain hurt when I think too much and for now, it’s too cluttered with course notes.

Also, I’m getting tired too easily now. Mak says I’m not eating well enough. To the truth, she’s right. I’m been saving my lunch money in RM10s so I can keep them for a penny-wise-pound-foolish deal I might find in Ikano, the Curve or even OneUtama shopping malls.

It’s also a great way (but bad system) to loose weight. Sheesh, my Kelana Jaya cousin (one of only 3 family relations who I dared to reveal the contents of this blog) says I’m not fat.

Hahaha, very funny, Awin!

Just hang on to my Feedburner will ya? Thanks! Read you all next Monday or so. So sorry for being AWOL’d!
*cries*

Photos: Inner Voices on Out-of-Blog Living

: Aaaaacccckkkk!!!
: Now what?
: I’ve missed blogging here. *sob!*
: So? Why the screaming? Unless a nuclear virus had struck Blogspot, the blog’s not going anywhere.
: Yeah, but what is a blog is not to capture living experience in words for all to share?
: Don’t go poetry on me, Horny-Head. I’m trying to keep real life focused in my head and you’re crowding with junk.
: Alas! Poor Quickening! I knew her, Baddie. A girl of infinite jest and excellent drama-cy.
: Drama-cy? English bard, you are not.
: You rather go Yoda?
: If I could write my assignment reports in Star Wars’ Jar Jar Binks, I’ll be done in 15 minutes.
: Oooo, meesa writes bad fishy Jedi speak!
: Oh, go screw a fish.
: Speak for yourself. Oh wait, you ARE me. Bad mood today, aren’t I?
: Effect is the cause of bad Jedi speak and feeling so very, very tired from doing homework.
: You still got assignments E-doc and Java programming. Bummer.
: Yeah and I’ll need to see an Academic Advisor soon.
: How come?
: Well, since I’ve finished that thesis report last Wednesday, I want to do Part 02 next semester.
: Next semester is the short semester. Think you can do it, all that graphic and courseware design?
: As long as it’s the only subject I’ll be taking (4 credit hours), I know I can manage.
: But that subject is not recommended for short semester.
: Hence, looking for the Academic Advisor. Then the Supervisor and the Project Moderator.
: You’re trying to finish everything this year, right?
: I want to take my convocation in 2009, no longer than that. Besides, I don’t have any more subjects to take. What else can I do in the empty weeks of the short semester?
: Cuti-cuti Malaysia?
: *WHAM!*

Alamak, flat tyre!


No really, Ayah, I can do it myself-ler...

: Okay, aside from metaphorically hitting yourself, what’s with the photo?
: I was bored.
: So you took pictures of your dad changing your car’s flat tyre?
: I like work. It fascinates me. I could watch it all day.
: Ayah changing the Proton tyre is hardly Broadway exhibition.
: Who cares? I had wanted to do it myself but Ayah loves the car more than me so he was afraid I might hurt it.
: Once a car salesman, always a car salesman.
: Amen.


Was at the school’s balcony. They’re having a 10th year anniversary festival.


Guess who came to play the guest of honour.


Gee, the Jalur Gemilang blue jumpsuit must have been a clue.

: Don’t you think it’s odd that you seem to be the only student who enjoys sitting alone under the hot sun at the top of the school’s balcony?
: Call it what you will. Preferred isolation, peaceful viewing, catching cooling natural wind, extra vitamin D after all that PC sitting hours,-
: Influenced by Japanese anime schoolgirls?
: That’s a matter of opinion.
: Can’t hide the truth from me, sweetie. Passing over your love of solitary moments, what’s with the white tents on the school’s car parks?
: Why are you asking all these questions?
: I’m playing dumb funny so I can be serious genius when I need to do homework.
: Dumb, yes. Funny? Questionable.
: Haha, hoho. Oh, my ribs. Stop before you make me puke.
: School was having a 10th anniversary day and Dr. Sheik Mohd Shukor was the guest of honour.
: The Malaysian astronaut? You had a major, major crush on him once.
: Did not!
: Did too.
: No, you’re imagining things. He’s too much a celebrity than what’s good for him.
: You had his smiling picture as your desktop wallpaper for all the months he was in Russia.
: Well, that was long over. He’s getting redundant. Time will tell if he made any real progress to any local astronaut training in the future.
: Is that why you braved the crowds to snap pictures of his boyish good looks? And you don’t even like large crowds.
: ...


Patchy sleeps. Empty suitcases have this nice hammock thing he likes.


Original Turkish salami. Should be enough to last two months.


The most beautiful souvenir of all. And damn heavy.

: All the stuff had been unpacked, huh?
: Yeah. Mak and Ayah are doing the neighbourhood rounds, giving off presents to their old friends.
: Because said old friends gave them presents in their gallivanting trips.
: Impress to be impressed, that’s their freaky motto.
: Heh. And I can’t complaint.
: Yeah, check out the new ceiling fixture.
: Pure crystal?
: Pure crystal. This thing would have cost about RM 2000+ in the local chandelier shops.
: But they got it at RM600 in Iran.
: Yeah, and it wasn’t too difficult to put it up too.
: And it’s no small pretty balls hanging there. That thing took up an entire suitcase.
: Yeah, Mak had to buy a new Iranian suitcase to carry new Iranian chandelier.
: There was an even bigger one that Ayah wanted.
: He’ll probably chase after it in his next Middle East field trip.
: Oh yeah, there was a minor security scare at KLIA, wasn’t it?
: Yeah. X-ray machine scans their bags to see big round balls.
: Crystal show up as solids in the x-ray. Made the guards think of grenades.
: Well, they were coming in from Iran, of all places.
: Hehehe.
: But hey! Gave Ayah a reason to show off the chandeliers to the airport security.
: Hope we have enough wall lights to accommodate any more.
: Still, it IS very pretty. And you won’t see them in any other house for miles.
: Oh.
: What’s wish the ‘oh’? You sound dispirited all of a sudden.
: That means neighbors wants to come over and see the fixture right?
: Duh.
: Crap, more crowds.