Woohoo! Of all the best things Malaysian Government could come up, its the cutting of petrol and diesel prices by 15cents. This will take effect tomorrow, 12.01am Saturday 1st Nov 2008.

The new prices are as follows:-

• RON97 will be RM2.15 from RM2.30;
• RON92 will be RM2.05 from RM2.20;
• Diesel will be RM2.05 from RM2.20.

Good isn’t it? Furthermore with the prices of petrol gone done, all traders are encouraged to lower and slash their prices of consumer goods. This means everything in Malaysia will be much, much cheaper than it initially was.

Hehehe.. More chocolates for me.

By the way, for those who are interested to get very nice and affordable lights, maxim lighting, is the choice for you. Check the website out while I rush to wrap the house warming gift for my dad’s friend tomorrow.

I don’t understand why there are still a large group of people who insists in scamming innocent people off their hard earned money. What I am referring to is the job postings in the local newspaper about Work From Home scams. I’m not sure if their initial agenda was to drive traffic to their website, but from what it looks, they are trying to cheat desperate jobless people or those searching for extra income.

The process is really easy. The Scammers would place an ad in the papers and website about looking for employees who is looking for extra income to work from home. Desperate job finders would snatch the opportunity, look the website up only to find they have to pay USD 45.00++ for their so called “available job opportunities”.

Some of the websites even have the gall to put up discount rates in flow with the yearly sales. The thought of being able to receive a bogous and humble sum by every end of the month lingers around the victim for days until his curiousity and desperation rules his better half.

The moment the job seekers pays the bill, that’s the moment he realised the money is not worth the kill. All he would ever find is just a whole list of links supposed to be employers, step by step ways of how to make your own website and tricking others to become like you; desperado cum scammer.

As pointedly written based on my own experience that I had done, it is fake. There is no such thing as fast money, pay to do paid surveys, home typist and do work from home. Face it, no employers in his right mind would ever want to employ any employees which they have never met, seen or even talked to.

You want money? Then work for it. There is no easy way to get money even robbers had to strategically plan their escape to rob a bank. Don’t be a fool and submit to your whimsical greedy side. If you want proof, then read this linked (Do Not Fall for Paid Surveys Website) post. I have a snapshot of the PAID SURVEY SCAMS that I had fallen victim to.

Don’t you hate it whenever you have a great idea to write a story of sorts and then rushed to the computer, turn on the Words program only to have the idea slipping away, leaving you bereft of the adrenaline rush. I had a perfect storyline to write for today’s topic but lost it when I was rudely disturbed by the problem of my little monster of a younger brother.

I was this close to write and this close to beshrew the culprit. Once again the most feared disease to all writer, Author’s Block, overwhelmed me. It would take me weeks and sometimes months to get the right twinkle in my stories. What a bore.

I had my adrenaline rush, I had my struck by inspiration lightning and I even had my coffee beside me. But no ideas. Wasteland.. pure wasteland..

Click Click Tap Tap..

Bleary and slightly red eyes squinted to the screen as she continued to finish the last sets of documents. If the crazy boss of hers had not hollered through the office in the afternoon, scattering the stacks of notes on her nearby computer desks, she would have long ago packed her items and trudge back home.
11.32pm

Groaning loudly, she thumped her head on her desk, the seventh time in the evening. Reaching out to her left, she grabbed onto her coffee mug and chugged down the black liquid. Shuddering at the taste of cold coffee, she continued on with her work.

“What are you doing?”

Alice snapped to attention, looking around for the source of the voice. Shaking her head at the thought of the imagination playing tricks on her, she went back to work.

“Uh.. What are doing?”

This time is was a deep, throaty voice that asked. Blinking her eyes to clear her eyesight, she stood up and surveyed the office. True to her prediction, there was no one in the office except her.

“As if anyone would be crazy enough to work til the ungodly hours,” she muttered to herself as she once again sat in her chair.

“Why is she talking to herself? Spongebob, I think she is crazy,” The throaty voice commented again although it ended on a whispering note.

This time, instead of her usual Microsoft Words staring back at her, a new figure that suspiciously looked like a pink starfish and a yellow sponge in a pair of pants waved at her. Eyes shot open, Alice screamed in disbelief as she scrambled away from her desk.

“See, I told you she’s crazy Spongebob.”

“She’s not crazy. I think we surprised her Patrick.” The squeaky nasal voice commented from the yellow sponge figure.

“Oh my god, oh my god… OH MY GOD!” Alice could feel panic bubbling out as she continued to stare at the smiling figures on her LCD monitor. Rubbing her eyes and slapping herself a few times to make sure she wasn’t dreaming, she returned her look to her monitor. The figures were still there, grinning like half simpletons while the starfish disgustingly dig his nose.

Scrambling, she pressed on the off button on her screen but to no avail. The creatures were still there. “I am going crazy. This is not happening! I did not just imagine that!!”

“I am sorry we scare you. I am Spongebob and this is Patrick.”

If her eyes were to grow anymore larger, Alice feared her eyes will pop out from its socket. “You even have names for yourself?!”

Alice watched in morbid fascination as the pink starfish scoot to his friend, raised his hand.. err limb to cover his face as he attempt to whisper. It would have worked if he had not whispered very loudly.

“Hey! I am not crazy!” Alice exclaimed.

In response to her, the dorky looking starfish drooled dumbly as he crudely scratched his backside. “Yes you are!”

“I am not going to stand this. You two freaks are just a figment of my imagination! As your master, I demand that you stop whatever things you are doing and disappear” Gritting her teeth in irritation, she turn on her LCD monitor and proceeded to finish her work.

Maybe Fate hated her or have a great time making her into Her chew toy because not after two minutes in her work, the yellow sponge suddenly poofed into her screen and proceeded to steal her mouse cursor. She could feel her jaw drop in astonishment as his other friend appeared and began kicking all of her letters, making them look as if they were just jumbled jibberish words. Not to mention leaving trails of drool along the way.

“What are you two doing?” The urge to scream was there but she silently congratulated herself not to give in. Good heavens, these two are the best description for idiots!

“I am catching Jellyfish!” The Sponge remarked.

“I am kicking the corals.. Uh!! What are corals Spongebob?”

“Stop it! Stop it both of you!! You are destroying my work!!” At this point, Alice was beyond caring. Angrily, she slammed her hand onto her mouse and proceeded to steal her cursor back. Giggling evilly when she finally managed to get her cursor back, she clicked onto her Display Panel and changed her cursor to a hungry crocodile cartoon.

Clicking back to her desktop, she gleefully allowed her Croc cursor tail down a screaming Sponge, laughing loudly when she saw her Croc taking a bite of his pants. Opening her previous Microsoft Words, Alice cackled maniacally as she taps her BackSpace button with a vengeance. Her slightly red eyes followed in sadistic pleasure as the pink overgrown Starfish squealed like a girl, trying to run away from her BackSpace.

“Alice have you… What in the world happen to you?” The deep timbre voice of her boss shook Alice awake.

Cracking her eyes open, she slowly pulled herself from her desk. Her joints and muscles screamed in protest as she struggled to pull herself aright. Rubbing her eyes from sleep, she managed a smile as she passed the contract listings to her boss.

“I’m going home. I’m taking three days off. If you have a problem with the documents, tell Spongebob and Patrick about it.”

Mr Johnson watched as his secretary dragged her bedraggled form to the exit of the office. Flipping through his documents, his eyebrows shot to his hairlines. On every page as footnotes, there were drawings of a yellow sponge in drawers and a pink colored starfish with pins strategically placed on its form.

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That was originally written by me on a spontaneous inspiration of the day. Took me only 30mins to finish the weird wired brain cells of mine. Hehehe…

No stealing of my stories darlings!!

Word count: 979

To all Hindus around the world, Happy Diwali or Happy Deepavali!!

Remember in this festival of light, do not overlook the safety of fire hazards. Enjoy the holidays!

I don’t understand why some people would go to all the troubles to spam my comment boxes, get their IP addresses blocked and then sent hate mails to me because I had barred them from my website. Here’s a loud and prominent note to all spammers:-

DON’T SPAM MY WEBSITE!! I DO NOT APPRECIATE YOUR ART WORK. I WILL BAR AND BLOCK YOUR IP ADDRESS IF YOU WERE CAUGHT.

Get that through your thick skull. Damn nuisance.. I don’t mind if you were to leave comments pertaining the website content and posts, and linkback to your website. I really do not mind. But I totally hate having to go through the trouble to scanning through the spam comments brimmed with links to notorious websites and false security codes. Get a life people!

Apart from that stern warning, I wanted to post the pictures I took of my road trip from boredom. Basically it’s just hop on the car, drive endlessly for hours to nowhere and should we find anything new and interesting places, we’ll park and relax.

This time, we went to AIR PANAS at Batu Pahat, Johor. It is called Grisik AIr Panas (Grisik Hot Spring), located at Grisik in Batu Pahat. If you’re driving from Muar-Batu Pahat route, it is located at KM19. It is currently not located on Google Map but I will try to get the map out for hot spring lovers.

The whole place is located in a rural area and I would not have known about it if it wasn’t for the road signs. Initially my family wanted to head out to Muar only and started out journey at 8.30am, using the old north-south highway instead of the PLUS highway. We passed many villages, towns and good food areas.

Oh yeah Ayer Hitam is packed!! Goodness it was pack with people due to the long weekend holidays. I had wanted to get some cute collectibles from there but after seeing the crowd and the prices that the sellers had assured was “slashed” price, I walked off empty handed. Slashed price.. yeah right! More like the buyers are slashed off their pockets.

Anyway the hot spring is very clean considering that it is located off the popular route. But since it doesn’t have that many visitors, the landscape was reduced to lacking. The pool for children or the disabled to seat in solely needs a through washing and you can see molds making a population out of themselves. There should be signs on how deep the main pool of hot spring should be because judging from the color of the water and the huge boulders in them pool, I’d say it is more than 5meter deep, a sure death trap.

The water is hot but I’m not the position to comment since my blood circulation is terrible, giving me occasional ice feet. But it did took me approximately 1min for my feet to defrost and to feel the heat of the water. By then, my eyes had shot open. The hot water was really relaxing and tolerable on my feet and legs but I’m not sure about my mom and my younger sister.

Their feet looking as if they were cooked. They turned red expanded in size unlike mine that still looked normal and pale. Taking a good look around at the visitors there, I guess I’m the only freak around. I’m the only pale and unaffected feet even after 20mins of soaking.

Overall the place is quite OK. It i equipped with very clean and workable toilets and facilities. A kampong house designed Surau and huge parking space. Although they could do some renovation like making new individual pools for different families or knee deep pools with available seats and non-slip floorings.

I’ve taken some snap shots of the place. Pardon our dishelved features.. lol

And before I forget, I want to get appetite suppresant for my dad. What brand should I get…

These past few days had been filled with whirlwind of incidents, one problem after another and I am extremely glad that its the weekend. I can’t wait to sleep in tomorrow and wake my younger sister up with a scream in her ear. Hehehe…

I am still waiting for new payments and new contracts to be signed so I can finally get my parents down to the nearest and best carports in town and get them to purchase a good second hand car. Then I need to get my driver’s liecense so I can drag my younger sister out for my spontaneous midnight food hunting.

Sorry my darling Singaporean friends, this woman is loving her life in JB. I’d rather go out late at night and chill out at those roadside stalls having Mi Bakso or Burger Special or Nasi Pattaya and taking in the fresh night air, basking in the tranquility of the night.

Too bad I can’t find that in Singapore. Like what the locals named the place, Hutan Concrete or in English Concrete Forest. They couldn’t say it much more better than that. I felt like a caged bird in Singapore with lots of buildings mushrooming around. Almost 90% in Singapore is man-made. Nothing is ever original there. Even the air is being forced into machines to be purified so everyone can breathe in fresh air.

That is why, I would never live in Singapore again unless I’m being forced to. No more god forsake nightly food hunts there for me….

Oh my darling brother, you are my life saver!! You have done what I cannot do and saved my sorry chicken backside. (this is the only time I would ever use that phrase online since it’s my compensation to his wizardry in technology)

If readers have been following the epic drama of what happened yesterday, I am happily annoucing that the website is now stable. Do not worry, I am currently doing all the necessary backups so this incident would not repeat itself. I am sure my elder brother would not like to see the repeat of this mess and I would never once again to be called a chicken backside online after this.. As if this whole KOW-TOW to Azrin isn’t bad enough.

Anyway for those who are new or blur like me in using FTP, do not whatever you do, DELETE any www/ folders and directories found in your root directory. Or else you will face the same mess I had yesterday. At least I had my crazy mad scientist brother to help me out.

Blah.. blah blah… Thank you Azrin for parting with your needed rest, parking in a a middle of the highway to scream your instructions to me and being my elder brother. Without you, I think I’ll never get to know the horror of off-tune singing of Teletubbies song.

I love you too Azrin… bleh!

The itchy backside of the chicken backside eating vampire deleted /www directory of the fstab root folder.

Lest you not remember that Linux has NO TRASH CAN! it is all /dev/null
while instructions were posted onto, the vampire is a worthless piece of meat who DON’T BACK UP THE SYSTEM..and so..lost the root stab.

So after realizing all these while, that eating Julies Biscuit is hazardous to the vampire…it was declared officially JULIES has MELAMINE.

And so..if you can comment on this post…. the system works!

Congrats, you just got killed.

Azrin @ www.azrin.net
Useless Geek who got kicked out of Singapore, his own homeland.

Dear Readers,

Due to really careless mistakes and incompetence of the webmaster, me, I regret to inform you that our site is currently facing serious errors. Please do not panic should you not be able to access certain pages of the websites.

Our technical support team , me and my elder brother, are currently looking into this mess. All other websites connected to Zackire.com is currently deemed unstable. We will update should we face any progress.

Thanks and sorry for the huge mess.

Webmaster; zackire