A man with a heart, but no money

Finally. I have decided. Enough is enough. Sanity + happiness is much more important than money. I’ll probably be declared bankrupt or I’ll be poorer by RM200k to RM300k. Maybe half a million. I am already preparing for the consequences. You’ll see me auctioning more my stuff (hopefully not junks, depending on how you look at them)…

The thing is… I have to do it. I am standing up for myself. I have to be selfish. It’s my life that I want to lead.

I just realized that in the background, I carry on writing here because I won’t lose my loved ones and I can still post, which wouldn’t cost any if I could get access to internet. Or maybe I’d be so poor that I wouldn’t be able to get access, and this blogs would then cease.

Is there hope? I’ve already got one miracle, which I still do. I don’t think I’ll be granted another one.

With no money, I hope I can offer more love.

Irish, lad!

Is it just me… or you also think there’s an Irish behind the wheel?

I am a pressure-containment vessel

Yes. There is a limit on the pressure I can take. And unfortunately, I don’t have a PSV (pressure safety valves, a device that vents off any pressure beyond the limit the vessel can take).

I was rushed, pushed, and pressed. Everyone wanted an updated. Everyone wanted every thing to move. But the same people depend on me to do it. I was the only one doing it.

Job Diversity 102 – Contracting at 200mph

We were rushing indeed. I monitored the progress by the hour. We had to bring in the most important coordinator for the entire department. My project happens to depend on this coordinator. And bringing in this coordinator depends on me.

What don’t we do in this department – maybe the building security maintenance, some tax, law, geo-technical, IT, and some downstream stuff. We pretty much have the ownership of everything else, regardless of the size and importance.

Tubes & Wisma SPS

And now, we’re doing the old-school pneumatic-tubings logics. I really learned a lot in just 4 days time.

On the way back, I picked up the LCD under the repair warranty. We couldn’t pick it up earlier because Wisma SPS branch was closed on Sunday. It was disappointing. So was the repair quality. We’ll never stop by this repair shop again. Do let me know if you ’re planning to visit Low Yat looking for a peripherals/IT repair shop – I’d be glad to warn you which.

Congratulations, Ashbi

By the way, Ashbi has scored 5A in his recent UPSR. He has also been selected to receive the Exemplary Character award, one of the few special awards given to students besides the Best Student award.

I think it’s obvious why he smiled like that.

Job diversity 101

The job nature is very diverse indeed. Last Friday, I was working on materials coordination. Yesterday was telecommunication. Earlier today – Contracting.

I wonder if I’d do more engineering soon.

Sunday troubleshooting

Sunday didn’t pass very easy. In the morning, I had to drop by the office for some troubleshooting offshore. I brought CB along for a few reasons. One, so we could head to Low Yat Plaza immediately afterwards and pick up the monitor we sent for repair. Two, so my superior on weekend duty would know I had other duties to carry. Three, so CB would experience a thing or two about an affiliate of MNC and the environment of “local engineering support”.

At the end of the day, CB made two comments.

1. The discussion was like the world was going to explode in a matter of hours.

2. Er, that was like Pentagon.

Not that CB has been to Pentagon, but I’m sure he pretty much meant the urgency and the tightness in the air.

Cleanliness project

In the morning, I headed out to get some cleaning tools & equipment for our household. The bathroom went squeaky clean by afternoon. I also mopped my room afterwards. What better way to feel in control than to clean stuff up?

K.Ngah bought us dinner before her departure to Nibong Tebal. Pah Inai, Section 9, Bangi. One down.