Throttle to the stop

The people wants development improvement of their kampung but at the same time the authorities wants conservation of marine life surrounding the area. It is a delicate balance I'm doing to please all parties. They feel that the government has neglected them all these while and they welcomed us when we came out with a proposal to make their kampung better. Certain government agencies too are happy that we are coming in.

With the approval in hand, I have 20,000 tonnes of equipment and materials to land but my barge can only take 500 tonnes per trip. Therefore I need to make 40 trips altogether.

However, the incident at Sipadan has really made my job tougher. All my proposed navigation routes have been shot down by the relevant authorities despite justifying that we have made the relevant studies and will not run on top any reefs. These people are now asking me to do a more detailed coral mapping. Also, should they approve my navigation routes I'm only allowed to land during high tide. Oi, once a day mana cukup la. How in hell will my barges make ashore once a day? There goes my deadline.

Right now we are going crazy in the office trying to find ways to get out from this mess.

Received a "life-threatening" message :

Ponteng Futsal and come for dinner. If not I burn your stuff.

...and this coming from someone with no evil streak at all in the person.


Ooooohhhh....I'm soooooooooo scared

Yes, the afternoon meeting ended early yesterday and I was lazy to drive back to office. However, I did not catch a movie this time. Instead, went to meet a friend whom I have not met for quite some time (to be exact, 1 month).

To me, the highlight of the day wasn't the meeting ending early or seeing the friend (but I was glad to meet you again) but the way I went there. It took me only 20 minutes, from my office in Shah Alam to KL, through Federal Highway and during lunch hour traffic. Somehow or rather, the W202 felt very sweet today, it allowed me to drive in-out traffic and zig-zagging with ease, using all 3 lanes. I felt like I was driving my old DC2. The car felt planted, the gears changed at the exact moment (with autos-usually they just change whenever the want) and I arrived at my destination feeling satisfied. Damn Syiok..I guess. Sorry, it's just hard for me to explain/describe the feelings I had.

Am I enjoying driving fast again?


p/s Pn. Tak-sedar-muka-dia-pun-bulat dan suami. Thanks for the dinner. Hello to all that I met there too.

Friday, after prayers meeting. Finished early, too lazy to go back to office. What did I do? Watched The DaVinci Code (The ending is so not like in the book. To the disbelievers, I do read books too).

Today, another afternoon meeting. Finished early again. What else??? Another movie, this time, Poseidon....a remake of "The Poseidon Adventure".

Tomorrow, another afternoon meeting. MI:III this time???????

Someone please tell me how can a 30 kg downward looking wave recorder suspended 1 meter underneath a floating pontoon with safety beacon emitting light every few seconds go missing in front of a public beach??????

Who the f**k wants to steal it anyway? You can't bloody use it, and if you could, the data is gibberish until it's deciphered.

Kalau murah tak per, boleh beli baru. Ini tidak, boleh beli satu M5 beb. Menyusahkan orang pulak tuh...kena buat polis repot, insurans repot, explain pada management etc etc. Nak balikkkkkkk

Tension! Tension!

I hate playing futsal at Summit because :

1. They only have 3 pitches (not good to have a tournament there)
2. The carpet for the pitches are real thick. Makes the ball go slower, therefore you have to use a bigger size (5) to play and inflated more for it to bounce. It makes foot injury easier too.
4. The have steel plates surrounding the pitches. No side-outs etcs. Players keep banging against the wall during robust play.

We, the Arietans - Class of 86 played in a tournament there on Saturday, organised by Crotalus (the naughty ones called them koteless) - Class of 82. Almost all the teams entered had an oldskool guy playing. Among those entered (that I can remember) were Scomi, TNB, KPMG, Srimuda, Kingtho - Class of 84, Rhythm, SJ Securities and Crotalus themselves.

By the end of our 3rd match, we had 3 players crocked playing on the heavy pitch. No wonder the organisers allowed the registration of 10 players instead of the normal 8. As usual, we didn't proceed to the next level but at least we weren't last in our group.

Due to the length of the tournament, we only finished our group game by 3 pm. I had to ditch postpone meeting someone because of it. That's two that I owe you.

Why is it always only after a game that you only find your body aching like hell???


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On a serious note, today I finally went to see an orthopaedic specialist after postponing my supposed visit last week (didn't want to miss playing in the tournament) for the pain in my left thumb (which came about after my last tournament - the one organised by STF one month back). The specialist told me it wasn't futsal related but playing as goalie aggravated it. I have aneurysm on the thumb all this while and will have to go for a surgery to correct it. Surgery will be done this Wednesday.

Wish me luck, guys.