will i am's delayed diary

On the second and last hazy day of the conference, there was no need for a coat nor a tie, so it was much better. More boring panels sessions that seem more and more fuddled with no clear relationship between science and peace. The final two sessions focused on: Forging peace through economics, poverty alleviation and inclusivity. Building awareness and consensus through conventions. policies, education and communication. Both sessions had panelists from the Philippines, hence touched a lot on the Bangsamoro issues. Hottie of the day was Mr. Kal Joffress  ( director of Tandemic ) who talked about an interesting way to track human movement between porous borders using telcos. Lunch was another buffet spread and I started to observe some really classic behaviour among some of our local academicians. At first, I didn't pay much attention to the weird Chinese uncle sitting at the adjacent table. Then he started coming back with plates heaped with food. I finally gave a good sta

Note: Mistakenly deleted this post yesterday while trying to amend it. Every once in a while, you get paid for doing something very unrelated to work. Late one Friday, I received an e-mail at 5:25 PM regarding a scientific conference titled Science for Peace 2016 and organized by the Academy of Sciences Malaysia (ASM). My General Manager wanted me to attend and asked my reporting manager whether I had any critical tasks on the 15th and 16th. Five minutes later, I received another e-mail from him declaring that I had nothing important on hand and would be attending. Oh-kayyyyyyy. For some reason, my company was given two seats for the two-day conference and based on the e-mail thread I could see that many of the bosses found it a waste of time and declined to attend. In the end, it ended up on my lap. After my name was officially registered (together with another manager), I received a follow-up e-mail from ASM notifying me that the conference will be officiated by His Royal Highne

Second Saturday in a row that I did not go to the morning market. This time it was because mum had a function that was related to the Hungry Ghost Festival. Many religious and business associations give out donations to charities during this period, in cash and in kind. So I sent her out to Kuchai Lama in the morning then stopped over to KH's place. I had a conference to attend on Monday that required a lounge suit, so I borrowed his. Hate to admit his coat fit although I'm more svelte than him. :P. We then had breakfast at Restoran Yoong Seng and proceeded back to my place for a more 'detailed fitting' of the coat. By the end of that session, it was confirmed that I fit him like a glove. Lol. After some resting and snuggling, we went out to Poslaju to collect my Citibank credit cards ( follow up story to come ). Made a wasted trip to Serdang because there are two Jalan Perusahaan 3 at the 43300 Seri Kembangan postcode. Annoying. The place I needed to be was at

I was doing some online shopping and I came across a vintage airplane model. From the photos, I thought it would be easy to assemble so I added it to my shopping cart. Just MYR9.90, so what the heck. When the package arrived, it was just two small metal sheets. All the many parts were cramped together. One needed nimble and gentle fingers to get the parts out without ruining them. The metal was thin and very bendable. Had to be careful too as some of the edges were sharp. When it came to assembly, I had to make really small creases. The parts latch together via a system of small holes and metal bits. One had to be careful, else it would not fit nicely. Needed much patience, good eyesight, and a forceps. If you make too many bends, the metal might just snap off. Took me close to three hours to finish the model. So tiring! I don't think I will attempt any more models like this unless they increase the scale.

The kids went to church with mum and I because their parents were still busy. Sometimes the kids are like angels in church, sometimes they are wound up and can't seem to sit still. More often than not, its the latter. The kids were already sick of Paradigm Mall, so I brought them to Glo Damansara instead. Its a new place just behind Tropicana City Mall. Very low key. Rightfully so because only ten percent of their tenants have started operating. Without their anchor tenant B.I.G., there would be no real reason to step foot into that place. With such a condition, food options would obviously be scarce as well. Ate a Ben's General Food Store which was attached to the supermarket. Although the menu was limited, just the size of a table mat, it was good enough for the kids. Enough for sharing, the meat lover's pizza was great with its crispy crust and generous toppings. After lunch, there was nothing else to do there except to buy groceries. A great place to point out i

My sister and BIL had an exhibition in PWTC over the weekend, so mum and I had to babysit and give marketing a miss. The kids had a second breakfast of pork ball noodles with us. Then at 11:00 AM, sent Big Monster to his science class at Sri Petaling. Little Monster complained that his tummy was rumbling. He wasn't thrilled that we kept walking into shops and not restaurants. Haha. Truly did not know what to eat at Bandar Baru Sri Petaling. In the end, we went to 103 Workshop Cafe because I had free latte voucher that was expiring soon. When we walked in, Little Monster whined, "This place again?! It's boring!". LOL. Guess my sister brings him to this place pretty frequently. He was so familiar with the menu that he told me to order a plate of bacon wraps for him. In addition to that, I got a plate of carbonara and a pork burger. Normally, Little Monster loves creamy pastas, but I didn't realize that what I ordered was spicy. No wonder he shouted for water on

Been quite some time since we met Gratitude. Managed to arrange a tea time session with him at The Coffee Sessions , BK5 on a Saturday afternoon. SK and KH were there too. Lots of gossip to catch up on, and also life and family issues. We all have our shit. After Gratitude finished his chicken pot pie, we moved to Felice Cafe a few doors away. A newbie in the neighbourhood. Looks to be a lesbian-friendly joint for coffee and waffles. Gratitude and SK were not impressed. Upon entering, they complained about the smell of vanillin lingering in the air. Tried their signature latte and a waffle with bananas and chocolate ice cream. No complaints about their Musetti coffee, but I wouldn't describe their waffles as good. Just slightly better than they type you get at kiosks. In the evening, SK joined mum and I for our monthly BEC gathering. This time it was held at Taman Bukit Serdang. Big Monster and Little Monster also came with us because their parents had a dinner party to atte