i have been certified as a workaholic... from 9 to 6 (10 hours), come back have food , see tv for awhile and sleep. Its a routine now, slowly but surely getting into a white collar person. (altough i dont wear a suit)...

My job, its amazing. No suits, that has to be the tip of the iceberg. Go with t-shirt, jeans, and my new puma shoes. Just got my first armani shirt to. Think im going to pimp my self.

You can see the advert on tv (australia) on local channels in the afternoon, as the company aim for the jobless or part time workers of this nation. Theres 6 types of insurance, ranging from life, medical, accident, salary protector... but the most hot selling insurance is pet insurance. LOL.... they make on average a couple of hundred thousands a month.

there are 5 in my group, consisting of the test lead, an automated tester and 3 manual testers including myself. All nice cheerfull chaps. Vulgarity is like the sound of music... every now and then the word fuck comes flying... so in simple term its awesome.

However, im still considered as an outsider, so i need to put in the time and effort and be faithfull in order to get acquainted with the dev team and my test team. I hope i dont get tempted to search elsewhere.

Of course why would i have to look elsewhere... i mean the team is good, work environment is great, no chicks ( thats would be the one and only reason to look elsewhere)... but most importantly the pay....

THE PAY..... hahaha .... for the fact im still underpayed and have an opp to make much more make me thnk how lucky i am....

MY PAY U ask .. in short after paying super (old age fund) and after getting taxed... i make a measly 1080..... not much .. .enough to survive in this harsh jungle for a WEEK... buahaahah...

U know what my motivation is.. to ensure i make more than a Doctor... why?... thats my own personal agenda....

however, the real reason for this journal is that i've finally met up with both my name... for long now i've justified Dharmarajan.. but finally i've justified Maniboy. (if it didnt make sense.. then fuck u too)...

All in all, i def thank my mum to give me the opp. to leave the land of the crows and come to the land of the promises. I was and always will be sincerely in debt to her...

Adios

the last time i blogged was in august, and from then there are alot of shit that has happened, in this ever soooo boring life of mine. The main one being my induction to "THE REAL WORLD". I've been going to soo many interviews that i could sniff the chances i have for that particular job within the first 10 mins or so.

Hence came my first proper cum big company cum major foolooos job, MYOB. It was the best god damn job to start of with. Firstly, the pay was ridiculous, the work environment was even more ridiculous, and for the icing, casual wear, massage every month.... man its like entering heaven on first try.... (ooo when i mean ridiculous, what i actually mean is FUCCCCKKKIIINNNG AWWWEEESOOOMMMEEE) ... sadly that came to an end. technically thats what i hate about contract jobs, its short term and if u end up loving the place and the people, its a sad day to leave. (this finished about 1 week ago)

Went to oaks day... a day not to forget. got wasted, broke my glasses, drove home drunk... of course, there was no other choice, so i had to drive. Hence comes DDDD (Dharma the Designated Drunk Driver)... you do it twice and u have the braggin rights. that was on thursday 9. On the 10th drank (last day at MYOB), 11th drank, 12th sunday... holiday, 14 drank like a bitch for cookies 21st.

Then it was back to applying for jobs again, which i did on monday (13th Nov).... on wednesday i got called for an interview, thursday mornin 9 am interview, thursday afternoon i got called to say i have a second interview on friday (today), went for the interview today, and 20 mins after reaching home, i have the job. And i start on the 27th, enough to get wasted acouple of days more.THIS is seriously ridiculous, honestly.

The job, a QA Test Analyst with InsuranceLine, for 10 months. There goes anyhope of coming to malaysia, at least until october next year. finally , i could be the first one (In the kanagasabai and kandiah clan)to buy a car (full ammount and new) before i reach 26... wakakakkaaka ... dont know what to get but its going to be a mazda 3 or holden astra ...still in the half mind to buy mah jag xjr... but been gettin massive bitchin about the maintainence.... so have put that in a halt, until most of them dissapear or get older... :)

Other than that , life has become interesting. But not interesting enough to share it.

 UNTIL

friday....

i was all pumped up for friday, i smelt in the air that argentina vs serbia was gona be good. I was already loosing my mind with changing my nick online the whole afternoon and evening. Everyone else said argentina to nick the game with a 1 - 0 win, as holland with the fab three epl players, couldnt do shit. But then, this coming from people who dont have passion for football, it was acceptable. Who the fuck is tevez, Who the fuck is Messi . What , theyre said to be The next of kin for Maradona.... bullshit Dharma. I said watch the game. (Also Told Ghana to go far.. and nobody listened).. anyways... so got ready for the match..

Suddenly felt like being patriotic, just like the old days where me and the boys would wear the argentina jersey and then end up being the laughin stock in the mamak stall (argentina was shit 4 years ago)... (used to run to the mamak, just right after dad's prayers.. mum used to get soo pissed)

So was about to wear the 2002 jersey, when suddenly my eye's were cought by another jersey. I got shocked to see i brought my 1997 Argentina jersey back, so wore that on and got ready for the match....

well, watched the match from the 7th min, as me lovely housemate got hooked to boston public now, and that ends just a few mins past 11.

As we switched channel, argentina was already 1 - 0 up, i was cursing and swearing like a bitch (in my heart), but how was they to know. I was soo pissed until the second goal.

The second goal. HAve you ever felt drunk without drinking, felt high without smoking, felt fucked without taking drugs, feel like the angel's are towering above you... thats how it felt, like a garden of multi coloured flowers, under the warm yet subtle rays of the sun... simply PURE ECSTASY... (yes, sometimes i let my emotional get in my way).

3-0 and i was in cloud nine... and i tought second half is gona be boring. It was. I've justified my prediction again.

UNTIL....

Messi and Tevez , The crown's jewel , the successor for the "No 10" jersey, who is being worn by requilme.. he deserves it.. For now at least. The last time, i saw a miracle happen was when rooney played his first game for united and scored a hatrick. But it took him 90 mins to achieve that.  But messi, what a player, to come for around 15 mins and start another 3 goal feast, has to be simply remarkable.

The world cup, where technically 32 of the best teams ply their skills for the greatest trophy on this planet. The ammount of viewer always exceeds the previous world cups, thus setting a guiness record on the way. (ex: China is estimating 10 billion viewers for all the 64 games, and avg of ~ 200 million per game). However its technically 32 best teams as there are certainly a lot of loopholes, in order to bring 32 best teams from 6 continents together)

i was asked who do you think is better, messi or rooney. I replied, what a stupid question. In 10 years time, its not going to be who is the next maradona in argentina, but who will be the next messi. (its already started, Nuri Sahin the prodigious talent for dortmund, who's only 16 , considers messi as the greatest player in the world. U would say he's young, unexperienced, i would say, thats a scout in the making, coz clearly he has the eye of spotting, truly great players".....

Im getting sick of watching football, coz after the argentina game, every other games look pathetic. But never the lest, 30 teams would be shitting bricks for the enxt couple of days, serbia already shat bricks and holland pissed in their pants, but hopefully they would be praying hard not to shit bricks. As for Brazil, they know they have to do something today to at least come close to what argentina did, and coencidently i will be routing for brazil to whack the shit out of australia, coz clearly if u are not here, you wouldnt know how every preview for the matches so far, includes aussie latest update, there are even morons who bet big time for australia to beat brazil and better still to win the world cup..but rest assured billions like me will be talking about argentina vs serbia for years to come, and ive played my part in preserving one of the greatest moments in football.. for myself. Good night, good bye, till argentina vs holland.

Hyundai advertistment here, " 1966 - Europe - England , 1986 - South America - Argentina , 2006 - Oceania - Australia "... Arrogance ... fucking annoying.

not interested in sharing my life with the vast internet community anymore....

 for the time being at least....

graduation great, smoked some shit last night, gona drink like a bitch tonite....

shocked, suprised, curious, .... go shove ya toughts up ya asses....

good night, 

(basically again, im going to make this short and try my best to not let my emotions overcome my statements)

Well, the title of this entry is self explainatory. I hate myself. Why, coz im soooo 'influenced by others" orientated kind of guys , that i somehow 'lose interest' in things i believe in, just because i cant pursue on it for a forseeable future. Im talking about the small 'talk' session that i had with mum. 

Body:

So, have been in massive deep toughts about my so called 'relationship' life. And ive come to a conclusion. I never get what i want. Its always like that, whenever i want something, theres alwats something to stop me. I mean, mum was being kind enough to propose me 'to have an AFFAIR' lol .. first before seeking for the long term and lasting relationship, but sadly .. reallly sadly... my mind was never in that mind frame.....

and now how did this affect me, simple , ive been giving false information (lying) to this women, when it comes to meeting up. Example:

Hey dharma , you up for some ps2 session tonight. 

Me: uhmm, im at my cousin's place and i will be back this monday.

Im a fucking liar of the first degree. Anyways, need to point it out to her soon, that its pointless to pursue any further. Will wait and see, how long before my truthfull nature overcomes my "dharma has no balls when it comes to ladies" nature.

Fuck, i even hate coming online now.

Firstly, i would like to point out, that my interest in indian women is soo shallow, because of one simple fact, indian women ( kottes to be precise) are  born with the natural ability to be a politician. (Incase anyone didnt know what kotte is .. its basically sri lankan tamil people. And im one of them.) They can talk for hours and get depressed for the slightest of reason. However , im talking about the majority of women kottes, as my mum definitely doesnt fit into this category one bit. oo did i forget to mention that theyre self centred. And if theyre not self centred, theyre annoying creatures. 

secondly, i was thinking about my uncle and cousin brother who got married to a chinese. Now my uncle was the first one to move out of malaysia, to singapore, because thats where his wife's relatives are. Their daughter cant speak tamil, and probably doesnt know much aobut us. My cousin brother in the other hand is in Banting, and thats also because his wife's relatives are there, and his kids, if im not mistaken cant speak tamil too.But the best part of this, is they celebrate chinese new year instead of deepavali.

Thirdly, my mum and my brother and my two most immideate family ( my father's brother and my mum's sister in bangsar) are also highly octained religious believers. And me pursuing my dreams of being a different ( one of a kind) person seems to be all but a dream these days. So, doing something out of ordinary would make me recieve wide critics from a lot of poeple. Oh yes, i can still remember telling my bangsar cousin sister about my beef craze, only for me to recieve a long ass mail from my uncle about how sinful is it to eat beef and that cows are sacred and the others ' god told not to do this and that' statements.

Conclusion:

Haii , this has to be the most one sided , selfish posting ive ever written down. Im writing it down, so that i can forget about this shit. I mean, sadly after dad passed away, i somehow felt that i should shoulder the responsibilities of my family. I dont show that infront of mum, coz shes a much stronger (in heart) person than me, that i find it difficult to disobey the things that she says to me. Coz , ive passed the rebellious stage of my 'oh soo interesting' life, that i know that the advices she gives me is in 'OUR' best interest ( what she thinks is right, and as what her son should do). Dharma's alter ego Anniyan makes a statement "And just to even out things, ill make sure that i dont give mum the satisfaction on hittin on a kotte. At least , ill make sure that dynasty ends with me..."

Lol, youll never find another person like me. (note: convicts and mentally ill people not included)

Fuck , im off to play squash and try to calm myself down  

And dont come asking me for details or asking me about anything to do with this post. Coz , its none of your business and i dont give a flying fuck what u think.thank you.

So, this is what has happened for the past week or so

Thursday 13/04/06:

Thursday was a pathetic day, well so was the day before that, as it was raining like a bitch and the half. However, made way to the city in the night. It was the start of the easter break, and the city was crowded with drunkards. This includes me, but however i didnt drink. Instead i went out with sue , for dinner. We headed to a south korean restaurant. It was good. We chatted for a LOOOOOOONG time. And the high point of our conversation was:

1) my intimidation towards women .. which went on for ever . (she was actually laughing to the fact that women intimidate me. coz apparently i dont show enough evidence to prove that fact. )

2) How she sucked me in into watching OC. Damn it, i still will agree with what i said before. OC is a blady remake of the bold and the beautiful, but for youth generation. Man, this series would make women fall in love with it, and also some men. But sadly from where i come from, i absolutely cant tolerate this kind of kissy/mushy series. Ive promised to watch the whole first season, and im in my last few episodes and it sucks big time.

And i came home.

Friday:

Well, friday was the first day of this totally mad alcohol marathon ive been having. It all started with lumaine house warming party. There was about 60 people in that tiny house and + the rain, it had the right recipes for a great party. There was a dj playing some good music. A lot of alcohol and a lot of medical student. hohohoho. So, started of quiet, but once the alcohol kicked in, my hormones did to, and then it was annoying people next on the list.

Ooo yes, how can i forget my conversation with mum. So mum called, before the party in the evening. And was giving me the usual updates and vice versa, when all of a sudden, i asked mum what she would say if i got involved with a non indian women ( note, this is private, so i cant give much details, but ill give a vague one tough). She tells me , you are still young, u probably have 4 to 5 years to go, so getting into a realtionship at the moment with anyone is alright, but i would prefer if you were to find a PARTNER who knows how to tie a saree. And i have no idea how to respond, probably will have a chat with her, once she's down here.

Saturday:

Chanuk came down from sydney. And they came over. So was wondering what to do, when WE decided to stay home and drink. Bought 2 bottles of southern comfort and started drinking. (me, samitha, chanuk and burd ). By 11, we were wasted and started to sing and dance to baila (singalese tunes) and tamil. It was a fun day. Sam and chanuk, slept for a while and left in the wee hours in the mornin.

Sunday:

Got up in the afternoon. Chanuk was already here, and was pondering what to do, so sat down and watched the james bond marathon on tv.And once it came to around 8ish, we decided to drink again. But this time in sam's place. So we left, got a bottle of jim bean and another southern comfort bottle. Then since all the fucking supermarkets were closed, we got pizzas. Went to sam's place and started drinking. Got totally fucked. (again due to time constraint im going to end it there)

Monday:

boring day, saw football, was called to drink, but hangover was massive.

Tuesday:

played football in the evening. Boring day, job seeking

Wednesday:

drank 4 litre's of wine with ryan. And we were talking shit after shit for like 6 hours... was damn fun.

Today: boring boring, job application , boring...

it's soo nice to blog when u are drunk, coz whatever u say comes from somewhere. But where, u  dont know. Fuckkkk i can still put in the 'comma', to make it sound standard. But i am fully drunk.

So i would like to say a few things,

firstly, last night had a wonderfull party. Fuck, ill have to be sober to talk about last night. Coz, i saw shit that i wasnt supposed to. And i do mean shit. LOL.. it was the hindu new year, and how do i greet it...

bahahaahahah... man.. i deleted what i wrote.. coz i saw some shit alright...

i wanna get higggggggghhhhhh.... soooooo higggggssshhhh.... im off to finish the bottle.. wooooohooo

note: this only happens when i drink at my place.....

.wooooooooooohoooooooo

however ,

yesterday took sanjna, shaki and nisha to chadstone. It was relatively a very exiting day for me. (sarcastically). But then, if i could handle 3 women shopping, i would certainly be able to handle one woman. So im disecting the whole shopping situation and finding out how i can gain something from it. (sadly tough i was already able to handle the WOMAN, back in malaysia, in probably the biggest shopping centre, 1 utama)

This went on for like a kabillion hours, this is not literally tough. It felt like a kabillion hours. (I was already dead exhausted from last night, when i had to sacrifice the first half of man utd vs arsenal to help a friend to start and finish his assignment, which i did in a record 6 hours . Well, it was a little scrappy, but still very professional. ) Legs were hurting. Maybe coz i didnt appreciate the tons of excitement shared by those women. But it was generally fun.

Met nisha's boyfriend. And he had 2 friends with him. They both dissapeared within seconds. Smart fella's. Probably they could sniff boredom the moment they saw us.

However, here comes the problem. It was all well and good. Until it was getting late and we had to depart. So , after shopping in the very last shop for the day K mart, we decided to leave. Then all of a sudden, shaki gets fits. Man , she went to super annoyance. She was poking me and saying dharma dharma dharma in this little kiddish voice. My brains went haywire. It (my brains) was annoyed with her attitude and voice. I was sooo close to whoppin her ass all over chadstone, but sadly my mum tought me how to behave in public AND this woman was a good friend of bro. If not, i would have used my best weapon ( my mouth ).

In the bus, sanjna join in the act to. However, her annoyance was more controlled and timed. Shaki just went cuckoooo. I was just praying that the god damn FUCKING train station is near bye. I mean, i could have annoyed her back, but then i was tired. And i get very cranky when im tired.

Felt bad when i came back, so messaged them kindly, saying that if theyre didnt have any plans for the next day , i would come over. And slept of. Got up today at around 10 ish. Had to do shoppin . Did that. Came back and was about to search for jobs , when burd says its about time we give the kitchen a full clean, so here i am, bloggin and feeling really tired. Promised to meet up with the ipoh kotte's tomorrow , hopefully they sms after 1 ish..

Might have missed some things, but im soo tired, that i literally dont give a fuck.

However, while i was sleeping last night, somehting came to mind. Up to date, theres only 1 woman in australia and malaysia ( theyre the same woman by the way) that doesnt annoy me. The chances are good. But i have to find a job first or it would be pointless, and she's got her 4th year papers on july, would like to tell more about her, but i have to time it accordingly.

Everyone here know about this, and im been getting shit for months now. Havent told her anything yet, but thats because her 4th year finals are soon and ive got 1 last priority to keep up to ( finding a job). Need to see how mum would handle this, so May is going to be really entertaining.

All i can say now is she's not white . ( Criteria set by mum 3 years ago) 

Soon, soon .. things that were never said would be said. Bahahaha.

This is Dharmarajan Ramalingam, Pleasent dreams and good night