A: An Autopsy

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Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia
Adman by day, music writer by night. Closet metalhead on weekends. You may find me weird, but that's just probably you.

I quit smoking and proud of it

Sunday, January 10, 2010

Perhaps this could help

"This is the price you have to pay for being eccentric. People don't understand you, and you refuse to understand people. Why can't you be just like him, or him, or like that guy?"

"I am not like them. And I don't like them."

- a conversation with inner-self.


Friday, January 8, 2010

Lesson #2: Do Not Faint/ Pass Out At Your Workplace!

Do not skip your breakfast. Watch your sugar intake. Bring sweets wherever you go. Do not faint. Do not create a scene. Do not slump in front of the office entrance. It'll cost you a lot. Financially and emotionally.

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Lesson #1: Sharpen your language skillz





MUST NOT SCREW UP.MUST NOT! MUST READ MORE BOOKS!

Sunday, January 3, 2010

Another attempt to write in English/ Coulrophobia

Hello 2010. Nothing really changed I guess, our cars still need petrol to move and still unable to fly. We still wear shirts and khakis pants instead of grey metallic suit, and nasi lemak is still in its original form not tablet. Hoho. Whatever it is, happy 2010!

FACT:

I found out me and most of my friends were scared of clown when we were kids. Upon investigation, most of us happened to watched a horror movie called It, at least once when we were little. Yeap, Pennywise is indeed a wicked and scary clown. I remember I was really scared I had countless of sleepless nights after that (another movie that left me the same effect was the Exorcist). Later on I discovered this phobia is called Coulrophobia. Interestingly I was never afraid of Ronald McDonald. Probably because Ronald does not kill with sharp weapons, but rather with artery clogging foods, he seems to be less harmless than Pennywise, LOL. Anyway, did you exprienced the same phobia like me during your childhood?



Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Year End

All of a sudden I feel the urge to make a list for myself. Not the 2010 goals and shits (though I really hope 2010 will go smooth, smoother than any years before), I was sitting in the office today, my mind wander off aimlessly, and then suddenly I remember I want to get myself lotsa things. These could be the thing I could remember at the moment, but I will put a list on the right side of the blog (ya know, like a real list!):

- pair of new drumsticks (I uhh.. no reason but I guess a pair for emergency use will do, no?)

- drumstick bag (the one I'm using right now is kinda..not in a good condition. The zipper is damaged, tho I can easily replace it with new zipper hah.)

- band tees (the recent one I bought was As Sahar's Eastern Black Majesta, it's a nice shirt plus it's a official merch. But I'm thinking of getting Eluveitie, Swallow the Sun or any decent bands tees. Be it an official shirt or bootled, I don't really mind. My Empyrium tee is a bootleg product, like nobody in Malaysia is selling that folk band tee, woi!)

- maybe one or two jeans trousers would be nice.

- a room of my own (this one is kinda personal, I have been thinking of moving out of the house and live on my own, at my own expenses of course.)

- Eluveitie's 'Everything Remains As It Never Was' full length CD. Original copy, of course. Or maybe Slania. Or maybe Swallow the Sun's New Moon. ( Those two bands are my favorite.)

And many more, I will update more soon. Of course these require time and money, so I need to work hard,definitely!

Speaking of working, I am spending my last days in Schjarven Reklamebyra. Beginning of 2010, I will start my new job at NSTP. A bit hard to accept the fact I am leaving the people of Schjarven, as I actually grew closer to them. But I guess, we could still be friends even if I no longer working there. Hmm, I guess no more going to Cold Storage, buying cheap potato salad and eating at the parking bay (yeah I actually did that most of the time, and I proudly tell them it's a crusty thing to do), no more Black Metal shirts to work, yeah no more. After this everything will change radically. In a corporate (or semi corporate) suit. It's not a bad thing, is it? After all, people change over the time. Pity Azim he'll be alone again. I will miss Rubi's phrase "Makan semua!" (in high pitch of course and her annoying antics), I will miss Hema's kindness of teaching me how to do Lefdal layout correctly, I will miss Nissa's cool attitude (and she's a Cafe World addict now), and I will miss Oscar's strange Malay/Indonesia accent. Good people, they are. I wish them all the best and may Schjarven will prosper in years to come.

As for me, I am excited of starting my new job as a copywriter. This is my dream job, though not exactly in an advertising agency, I consider this as my head start to enter the industry. I can't imagine how life will be. But I have my destiny waiting for me, so I must step forward and grab it. Just...don't screw it, okay?



Sunday, December 27, 2009

Self improvement is masturbation - Tyler Durden

Seriously, I should start writing in English.

Number One, my English is deteriorating, to an extent I myself could not even understand what the fuck I wrote.

Number Two, I am starting my copywriting career, in less than two weeks. Heck, a copywriter with bad command of language? How do you expect to convince the readers with your fucked up English, son?

"Baby, am I looks like a models?"
"I must remove from the house"

Suck that you fool!Wahkahkah!

Number Three, I am not a rempit. Okay that's just plain stupid.

I, hereby pledge to write in full English beginning from this post and if I ever break this pledge, I will voluntarily deduce RM10 from my salary.











Ok gua dah setel. Whoops. Lol. There you go! KAHKAH!

Saturday, December 26, 2009

was/am/will

I was/am/will/always be alone.
I was/am/will/always be under appreciated.
I was/am/will/always be forgotten.

I was/am/will/always be alone.
I was/am/will/always be under appreciated.
I was/am/will/always be forgotten.

I was/am/will/always be alone.
I was/am/will/always be under appreciated.
I was/am/will/always be forgotten.

I was/am/will/always be alone.
I was/am/will/always be under appreciated.
I was/am/will/always be forgotten.



Minta maaf. Kalau ikutkan, gua pun tak ingin wujud kat dunia ni, apa lagi dalam kitaran hidup ni. I guess, kalau gua pergi pun, entah ada tidak orang ingat nama gua. Lagi elok macam tu... and that's why I said I'm a soul worth to nobody.



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