I'm sorta on short temper atm. A coupld of weeks ago one of my friends asked me to join him with this online investment thingy. As soon as I heard it, I told him that I don't think this is halal, it gives out fixed rates. He said all the ustaz etc are doing it and they said it was ok. I told him that i really don't think that it's right so don't talk to me about it. Earlier today he sent out an email to a bunch of people about how he invested USD1000 and he already got back his investment and posted pics of his online account etc. I bloody well told him that this thing is not halal, and he still doesn't believe me. Quoting stuff like, lain pendapat so tak semestinye salah la etc etc. Lain pendapat my ass. Orang berlainan pendapat pun agree that FIXED RATE IS RIBA'! If he was here I'd smack him. Just coz I'm rarely serious doesn't mean I'm never serious so he thinks he could go around typing inane stuff going "hehehe" and I'll back off.

Going along with my already short temper, I was called upon this guy from HR who can't watch his son's wedding photos coz the drive was intermittently reading the disc. I told him that with burned DVDs, you sometimes can't read them, it is their nature to be intermittent. Then he told me he'll ask my colleague to come and help him since I can't. Yeah, right. Wong would just tell me to go down there and see what he wants and laugh when I told him what the guy wants. So anyways, I checked his software and whatnot. Nope, nothing wrong. Hardware, can read fine etc etc. Just to get him off my back tho I told him that I would call Dell to see if they would replace his drive.

I get it's human nature that when you can't vent at a certain person, you go and let it out at somoene else. So when I called Dell, and the Dell guy told me to go back down there and check it with a dell diagnostic CD, I went about and told him "Whatever for? I used all kinds of CDs and it was intermittent. music CDs, movie DVDs, burned CDs and DVD. The drive sucks, replace it for me." So he told me that he can't write a report saying "drive sucks, need to replace". Ok, so I lost my cool there. I guess it's typical when dealing with helpdesks to see who gets to make the other side look stupid first. I did back off and told him that I would do what he asked (in 2 weeks, seeing that I do not have a dell diagnostics CD this week and user out of town next week).

Anyways, the Dell guy called me a few hours later asking me the status of the cd player. I told him that I couldn't do what he asked til the week after next. He then told me to email him the serial number and he'll see what he can do. Pretty nice guy I think. Feel bad now that I was almost rude to him. Being rude only makes you feel like an ass.

Ok, so I think all those meds my mom gave to me is having an effect on me a bit. Last week, while I was playing WoW, I did this long intricate quest to help this very old orc who was dying, called the greatmother. She was the oldest orc in the village and since a lot of the orcs were orphaned when they were young she was practically the mother of them all.

Anyways, the current chief of the orc had lost his heart because the greatmother was his pillar of support, he thinks that without her around he would become like his father and lose himself to his bloodlust and doom the clan. While doing the quest, I was trying to help the greatmother to help the chief to regain his heart and even after everything I did the chief still couldn't get pass his depression. It was then that the greatmother started crying and lamenting about her son who went to another world to save his clan. I actually started getting teary eyed while reading up about all this. After that I told the greatmother that her son had a son and he is now the warchief of the Horde.

So afterwards, I went back to the warchief and told him that his grandmother calls. It was so touchy to see the warchief come into the village with his escort and talking with Garrosh, the chief, and telling him how his father, Grom Hellscream, fought the bloodlust and with his dying breath killed the demon who enslaved the orcs. He then strode up and presented himself to the greatmother. O crap, even as I am typing this I am getting teary eyed. So touchy Q.Q This is the link to the full quest : http://blizzplanet.com/content/654 If you go to the link there is a video at the end where Thrall, the Warchief walks up to see the greatmother. Grom might have been the first to willingly surrender himself to the cursed bloodlust, but he fought a constant battle within and redeemed himself in the end to save the orcs. O snap, I gotta get that warcraft novel, Lord of the Clans, now. Even though I've always been highly sceptical when it comes to books that came from games.

And today, while I was reading Wheel of Time (which I've read so many times before), I get so touched by some parts that I almost cried.... Ok so I'm getting touched easily now. I guess I get engrossed with all these fictional characters that I get touched by their stories huhu

I haven't been updating my blog lately. Just don't have anything to say. Well, that's not true really since everyday when I commute to work I think of all the useless crap that I could just put up in my blog but I just haven't been that rajin lar.

A few weeks ago, Slam's car broke down when he wanted to go to work. Coincidentally, that day was one of the few days that I got to my workplace before 8.45 am. So I just got in, turned in my lappy so that my boss know's I checked in then sent him to work. I got back to work around 10.30 or so but who cares as long as I logged in before 9, right? :P So anyways, later that evening it rained pretty hard. Slam sent me a message "it's raining :(". Knowing that he would have to wait for the bus in the rain, I replied "good for you". His reply made me laugh, "You have an asshole in your soul". Hahah, well, I do have a mean streak sometimes and Slam is usually the guy that get's the brunt of it, since all we ever do is argue and see who gets to make the other guy miserable first. Meh, I still had to pick him up from OU later that evening and send him back to his apartment though. Guess I'm not such a big meanie afterall.

One thing that I notice about myself is that I am a mirror. If I talk to someone who is good in English, then my English would be good. If I talk to someone with lousy English, then my English would be worst than his. If I hang around with someone who talks a lot, I talk as much or more and vice versa. Being a mirror is not my way of blending in, I don't really feel the need to blend in actually, but it's just who I am. Maybe it is my subconcisous way of wanting to blend in, who knows. Sometimes I force myself to talk when I don't want to, whenever I do that, it just falls apart and I start rambling. I think the people fom my office who never see me talk gets quite surprised when they catch me alone and start talking to me and find out that I really do talk a lot.