Thanks for nothing

This is one of my favourite songs. When I like a song, it's either because I can identify with the message, or just because it sounds good. Like Thank You here, it's just like someone extracts my thoughts and put them on a speaker, thanks to MKTO, they make them heard through every speaker, in cars, in houses, everywhere in the world. That's how strong I view a good song.

The song is obviously about the left-outs or whom society prefers to call losers, those who don't or can't fill the expectations cast by society onto them. The song tells that they, or rather we, are okay with that. We don't mind. We admit we are left behind so we let the bright, the 'most likely to succeeds' to go ahead and be the big players in society.

Just don't screw up because when they do, society will take the fall. They will roll behind the sloppy hill and pretty soon they will reach the point where they left us behind long ago, and I'm not sure we like it crowded.

One Piece

It's been a busy July. I was moving out so there were a lot of stuff that needed taking care of from finding the new home to buying new furniture. At first I decided to furnish my bedroom with everything Ikea and the menu was like this :

But eventually the only one that I bought from Ikea was the Aneboda wardrobe. I intended to buy the Malm chest of drawers but couldn't find it at Ikea Damansara. From a (grumpy) staff I was told that it had already been discontinued so Ikea Malaysia web team please take note.

I chose to get the bed set from a new furniture store in Shah Alam because it offered instant and free delivery. I moved out in quite a short notice so I really needed that bed quick although in the end I think I could've better bought one from Ikea due to the roughly satisfactory quality. I think I do better in assembling stuff.

Project Aneboda

This is not a review.

All the parts neatly packaged by Ikea. They are as good as Apple at this.

Started working until buka puasa.

Reminds me of Doraemon's Anywhere Door.

At this point I had to stop for a while since I didn't have a hammer to hit the nails for the rear wall. And I thought Ikea products don't use nails!

The day after I got a cheap hammer from a nearby hardware shop at RM4.90 so the work resumed.

Almost ready to join its twin beside. That other one is my roommate's.

The tricky part, the hinges. Fitting them was easy but to adjust them was another thing. Spent too much time on this because the doors either stuck or misaligned.

Done. Look, the left door is askew and doesn't align with the other door. I think it's because I got the frame fitted wrong but seriously how could I tell? It looked just fine before I put the doors on plus I didn't have a spirit level for reference.

The shelf and clothes rail are adjustable and I chose this configuration because I need space for pants and other shirts. Also, I wanted that bottom compartment for misc stuff.

Hope this lasts long.

Slumber

A colleague said to me that I looked like I've lost my direction (arah tuju) in studies. Another colleague, in humorous nature as we often are, then handed me a parchment with a smudged writing on it while asking me, do I need an 'arah tuju'? He actually gave me a post-it note, with Taylor's University logo branded at the bottom, with two words on it; 'arah' and 'tuju'.

In laughter, I wanted to ask him if he could also give me 'momentum' and 'inner drive' because I seem to lose them too but the discussion already transpired to other topics, so I just kept it to myself. What can a piece of paper do anyway?