K Jeans And Jackets

Okay I’m actually preparing my ‘Raya Break Special Post Deluxe OMGBBQ’, Its a very long post with a lot of images. Its a fun filled week to share. In the mean time, Brownies tagged me T.T;

1. The rules of the game get posted at the beginning.
2. Each player answers the questions about themselves.
3. At the end of the post the player then tags 5 people and posts their names.

Starting time: [wth does this question refers to?]

Name: Syakhir, K’, Tenuk, Call me whatever you want

Sisters: Shiela, Eisya

Brothers: Wan, Feq, Syahmie

Height: 162 last checked

Shoe size: Dunno, depends on the design.

Where do you live: Kuala Lumpur.

Favourite drinks: Umm.. Anything with some lemon.

Favourite breakfast: Fried egg-dipped bread.

Have you ever been on a plane?: A few times.

Swam in the ocean: Once or twice, I prefer to enjoy the view much more.

Fallen asleep at school: 10% or my sleep goes in class.

Broken someone’s heart: As in rejected? Once, and only once.

Fell off your chair: A few times.

Sat by the phone all night waiting for someone to call: I just call them instead.

Saved e-mails: Some emails with address and important info, like shopping receipt etc.

What is your room like: Imagine a bed, 2 Computers on separate tables, painting easels, drawing table, book cabinet, 4 broken computers on the floor waiting to be restored or banished, a lot of papers and 2 folder cabinet(like those in your offices).

What’s right beside you: Right, empty graphic artist’s partition. Left, editor Lin.

What is the last thing you ate: Lunch, chicken curry with rice.

Ever had chicken pox: During primary school.

Sore throat: Always.

Stitches: Sunat kira x?

Broken nose: Nope

Do you believe in love at first sight: 100%

Like picnics: Yes, with an SLR and a loved one with me

Who was/were the last person/people you danced with: My ex, during my birthday.

Last who made you smile: Hadif (my nephew)

You last yelled at: My lil brother, cause he (intentionally) pour mineral water on my pc’s keyboard.

Today, did you:

• Talk to someone you like: Chat and sms counts? If yes, then yeah.
• Kiss anyone: My nephew counts?
• Get sick: I am sick.
• Talk to an ex: Chat count? If yes then yeah.
• Miss someone: Yes, very.
• Eat: Lunch at home.

Best feeling in the world: Watch my loved one smile.

Do you sleep with stuffed animals: I sleep with ‘live’ animals sometimes. Stuffed-NO.

What’s under your bed: Big bags for use on long distance travel.

Who do you really hate: An ex schoolmate, It’s been like 4 years ago but I still hate him.

Random:

• Is there a person who is on your mind now: Yes.
• Do you have any siblings: 6, or 7 including in-law.
• Do you want children: Yes, very.
• Do you smile often: If I have a reason to. I’m healthy.
• Do you like your hand-writing: NO! NO! NO! Don’t remind me about this!
• Are your toe nails painted: Nope
• Whose bed other than yours would you rather sleep in: I love my bed. I made my mom promised to give it to me after I married.
• What color shirt are you wearing now: The usual gray.
• What were you doing at 7:00 p.m: Sitting alone at a mamak stall, reading a magazine, drinking teh tarik.
• Are you a friendly person?: That’s something only other person can decide.
• Do you have any pets: Cats.
• Where is the person you have feelings for right now?: Umm…. Pass? Can I Can I?
• Did the last person you held hands with mean anything to you?: Yes, alot.
• Do you sleep with the TV on?: If I’m uber tired, yet there’s a show on tv that I can’t miss.
• What are you doing right now?: Scanning cartoons pages.
• Have you ever crawled through a window?: Yes. Second floor if I may add.
• Can you handle the truth?: Have to.
• Are you too forgiving?: Very. To a point it’s dangerous.
• Are you closer to your mother or father?: Mom
• Who was the last person you cried in front of?: Last time I cried. Im on my bike, covering my face with my dark visor. Just strolling around KL.
• How many people can you say you’ve really loved?: 3 exluding my family.
• Do you still have pictures of you & your ex?: Yup.
• Have you ever cried because of something someone said to you?: Can’t remember. When I was young I did I think.
• If you’re having a bad day, who are you most likely to go to?: Shiela(my sis), Shawn. For stuff that need extreme secrecy, I just go to Midvalley and play a game of sniper.
• Are you loud or quiet most of the time?: Quiet and only loud with ppl I’m comfortable with.
• Are you confident?: Yes, fully.

5 snacks I enjoy:

5 of my bad habits:

5 places I have lived in (or WILL live in):

• Segambut KL
• Kampar Perak
• Teluk Intan Perak
• Penang
• Bukit Jalil

5 jobs I’ve had:

• Storekeeper (store as in warehouse) while waiting SPM result
• Webmaster
• Graphic Artist
• Gila-Gila Content Contributor
• Webmaster+Graphic Artist+Content Contributor (currently)

5 people i wanna tag:

• George Bush
• Bill Gates
• Steve Jobs
• Milla Jovovich
• Yani

I was going to my office late, just to show my boss how angry I am with him. He was being such a kid the day before. So I went on my bike, made a stop at a BhP petrol station near my house. It was 4 pm. I filled my tank full, grab a bottle of 2T oil, dump it in and drove off. Burned a cigarette before leaving the station, hoping it will clear my chest. 

Riding on my bike, a cig between my fingers. Just like any other day. Except I’m super pissed. Slowly I drove the highway, still trying to cool my head.

And the rain started to pour. Being a half-assed guy, I don’t have a raincoat. So I’m stuck under a flyover with dozens of other bikers. Half an hour passed, the rain calmed down. I’m off with my journey. 

A few minutes riding, the rain goes off again. At that time, I was thinking “Screw this, I’m stopping somewhere I can have a drink”. So made a U-turn in Jalan Duta, head back to my favourite mamak stall, and grab a cup of teh tarik. It’s raining even heavier since I got there. I just sit there and glanced at every passerby, dogs and cars. My phone is vibrating, my boss is calling. I ignored it, there’s nothing I can do in this situation, plus he said I’m incompetent and slow the day before. So he doesn’t need the ’slow and incompetent’ me.

9PM, my brother called, saying my boss is super pissed. I give up. I grab my bike, start the engine, and move forward; thinking I’ve teach him a lesson. Plus I don’t want to loose my job. Its still raining a little, but who cares? I’m a half-assed person anyway.

9.30PM my beloved bike jammed, in the middle of the highway. I touched the engine, It’s hot as hell!! Well, theres no moving for him tonight. I have 2 choises at that time. 1: push it to my office. 2: call for help and ride. I go for 2, since it might rain and I don’t want to be cought pushing a bike in it.

That’s where my brother lend me a hand. Hes not an ideal “role model” kind of brother, but he is still a brother when you need one. We decided to push the bike home first and then he’ll send me to the office. Cool enough. 11PM.

12AM. We’re back at the mamak stall after we send the bike to a friend’s house. Getting ready for office, (my shirts are wet) we grab some drinks and light up a smoke. And then shit happens. Another downpour. This time, even the Astro is out of frequency. Looking at the clock, I gave up the idea of going to work.

12AM till 4AM was spent with my friends at the mamak stall, fooling around. 

4.15AM I’m home, my dad is already home, in the bedroom. I went to my room and straight fall to my bed. It’s not the worst day of my life, I thought. That is about to change when my mom came to my room, saying my dad is super pissed I ditched work that day. I explained the circumstances, the rain, the bike, also the fact that I’m angry. Being a mother, she understands, and I love her for it. She left the room, saying I should apologize to my father.

An then the real problem came. My dad. He burst into the room, asking what the hell is up with me. I explained about the rain, the bike. And I also told him I’m not happy with him saying bad things about me in front of other staff. Also I’m not hired as a graphic artist, I’m hired as a webmaster and IT. Me doing graphic works is solely for helping him, since every graphic artists we had since last year left after 2 months of work(he’s being too strict). 

He couldn’t accept my argument,saying I’m not worth the pay if I’m only doing websites (He forgot he paid double my salary to the guy before me for a sucky site). I said “Then fine, I’m helping you with graphic, but don’t put all the blame to me if something goes wrong”. I’m just not happy with him saying I’m not good at something I wasn’t even meant to do.

He also hired a new graphic artist recently, his old friend. He asked him to help me with graphic. “Dammit, it should be the other way round!” I should be the one helping him instead, since he’s the full graphic artist. I’m just helping, please don’t forget that. Please don’t push the responsibility to me. He go back to his room with a bang on the door, saying I might as well quit.

The fight is over, my brother is lying on the other side of the room, speechless. Maybe he’s thinking that I’m the only one who dare to fight with my dad like that.

I went out, walking around to clear my head. Too bad my bike broke down, If not then I might be going Melaka or Kampar. After a few steps out of the home, its started raining again. I just walk aimlessly around the neighbourhood in the rain, at 5am in the morning. I went back home at 6, and went to bed. Thinking running away from home will require proper planning. I still need to find my birth cert. etc.

ZZzzZZZZZZzZZZzzzzzz (end of day 1)

Now I’m at the office, 6am, just finished 50% of graphic’s works. While his so called ‘friend’ just finished 10%(even when he have a day extra). I wonder why I even bother to come for work. And now I know the answer.

I love my family, even if you dishonor me, beat me, or even work me to death for your own ego. As my father, you deserve my help, my full support for your work and even ego. I also worried with the new graphic artist and deadline. I admit it, I’m not your favourite son, heck, maybe in you heart I’m just a shitty bastard who took you for granted just like the rest. But I dare to argue with you, I dare to say you’re wrong. I dare to state my opinion. I dare to correct you. … I dare to be hated by you. Simply because I don’t have other candidates to call a ‘favourite father’.

p/s: I don’t think this post will stay here for long.

Blog :: 日々のニッチ <-==Super cool works

P/s. Doesn’t “3D” looks like an emoticon?

First of all, let me say that the image in this post is totally unrelated to the text. I just thought that it was cool and romantic. Plus having your shirt pulled while trying to walk away reminds me of something. By the way, ignore it!

Ok… I patched things up with my dad boss. We are back in bussiness, he admits that I am a graphic assistant, I help graphic and not the other way round. So I will no longer need to attend any graphic related meetings, and no longer will be trash talked for graphic’s fault. If graphic dept. need my help, I will only be responsible for the jobs that was passed over to me. That’s cool.

So what does this means? (this is also the part where I slow-talked to him about my online plans)

I will have more time doing coding, and online marketing for the company. I have some stuff planned to totally blow the competitors away(hint: Facebook and widgets) Also be prepared to be amazed as the company’s site will gradually goes to international markets, selling regional copyrights and retail products. Also I will be patching up some mini-sites (Jaafartaib.com and Jibam blog) to be more monetized. And then the ‘paperless’ publishing (online books) will have to start even without government’s aid. And the best part is, I want it all to be accessible using 1 username and password! The new maybank2u.com interface really made a big impact on me. So basically, instead of using Open Source CMS like I used to do is no longer good enough (although buddypress seems to be pluggable enough for forums). I have to make 1 myself. A pluggable custom made CMS sounds like fun. Also advertisement based income in on the radar for free online novels.

The new CMS will be:

• Pluggable, so I can add new functions like ebooks.
• Single sign-in, for forumers, customers(both retail and ebooks) and writers.
• Secure, during registration, sign in and transactions (SSL).
• Easy back-end for admin.
• Automatic Creative Club registration, activation and deactivation.
• Complete, easy, and friendly e-commerce.
• Dual language, preferably pluggable too.
• Clean, uncluttered interface.
• File cached for unregistered users.
• Affiliate marketing for bloggers and website owners.
• Unlike before, this new system will only roll out after its done 100%

And lets hope it’s the final change I have to make until 2015.

Also I will have more time to concentrate helping Ramzahurin developing my comic. I am needed to make the ‘name’(a mangaka term for ‘panel-by-panel idea sketch’).

Now I’m pumped up!

p/s: I use my lockpicking(with paperclips) skill to get in my office today, I forgot to bring the keys. LOL!

Admit it, we hate url like “mysite.com/index.php?page=1“. And we strive to make url like http://mysite.com/services. I love how WordPress manage to tackle this, and whats more, WordPress will check wheter ’services’ is a directory or file first. If it’s a directory or files, WordPress will automagically gives you the said files instead. 

With this post I uploaded a sample code for my next project so others can learn how WordPress actually do this. Amazingly with this basic files, you can do any kinds of website you want with SEF URL goodness. Wether its a news page, company profile, or even shopping cart. I won’t go into details as what every files do, you have to explore yourself. Please make sure to study it first before asking any questions.

What this files contains:

• .htaccess [the mod_rewrite settings]
• index.php [load cc-config.php and then cc-init.php]
• cc-init.php [do some sessions things(language select) and then determine what content type based on URI]
• cc-config.php [empty, placeholder for your database password etc]
• cc-system/languages/eng.php [placeholder for english language pack]
• cc-theme/index.php [the file to be call for empty URI, means home]

Someone sent me, my sis, my company and my dad a hate mail. Yup! HATE MAIL. I’m not normally angry about this kind of email but this is somewhat different. You can mess with me, I wont care much. But since your email is linking me, my sis and my dad together under the company, don’t you think that you’re giving a huge hint? Not everyone knows we work together you know.. Also, normal people will call our bookstore (below the office) as bookstore. But in your email, you mention ’showroom’. That shows that you know that hidden behind the store is a showroom full of paintings.

So that narrows down the list and left us with:

• Ex employee. (highly likely)
• Writers or Content Contributers (either novelist, artist or cartoonist)
• Knows either me or my sis, (which makes novelists somewhat out of the question)