Had a weekend trip to Penang to check out my nephew. Basically this new baby make everyone go frenzy. One small smile good enough to make us happy for whole day. Interestingly, my sister stays in Permatang Pauh
So basically, while the whole country concentrating on one man in Permatang Pauh, we lay our eye on this baby boy. For us, he is the man now...
Nevertheless, being right in the ground zero, its pretty hard not to pay attention to what is happening around us, so while the baby boy fall asleep, my dad and i quickly switch from baby wonderland to World War 3. Both parties had ceramah in merely walking distance from my sister house so eventually we still sneaked out to check out all the big shot.
My dad managed to catch a glimpse of our PM. According to him, maybe its in the afternoon, or maybe this is the strong base of the opposition, there is merely a hundred people gathered there to listen to his speech that involved lots of candy giving. RM500k for Chinese school in Permatang Pauh. Geez, no wonder our YB always got cursed, with this policy, everybody wants a by-election.
Then at night, my dad and i attended the ceramah held by PKR. And yes, we manage to see Anwar Ibrahim, really close. The bodyguard made out a space out of the crowded area for him to walk him, but he was being cautious or friendly (not too sure which one is true), he walked into the crowd to get up to the stage. So i'm so happened to be standing at that crowd, so he actually walked past me, and i actually have both my hand on air, and also 3 seconds to think if i should pat his back and said well done.
Eventually i did not touch him, because i am afraid that my hand will be chopped off by the bodyguard. Having said that, i am still feel lucky to be gotten so close to him. He is so charismatic that i actually felt my heart stop pumping for that particular 3 seconds. i am so afraid to breath that i might hurt him. At the same time, the crowd behind were so frenzy that i am receiving enormous push from my back. I was so scared that i might fall over, or even worse, fall on top of Anwar Ibrahim.
Can't imagine how would i looks like on the front page. "Frenzy crowd crashed Anwar!"
Oh no, that's not how i want to be on the front page.
Wonder when would i be able to walk pass crowd and make their heart stop pumping for 3 seconds.
"Oh that's easy, just find some old uncle and scream at them, they will definitely stop pumping for more than 3 days."
I hate mini-me....I dont need you to answer my question~
"you are welcome"
Shut up!
House
darkness.
the gate obediently follow the track and roll backwards,giving way to my baby-blue Nissan entering the house compound. Hand still hurts from the badminton game i attended an hour ago.
Clumsily, i grabbed all my bag on my left, and shoes on my right, while trying to open my house door in darkness. Stupid i know, i can always put down the bag first. But it is faster by doing so, i always tell myself that. I don't believe it, but i still do it.Stupidity of mankind is indefinite, i can so hear Albert Einstein telling me that.
'cluck, cluck'
Darkness.
Placed down my bag, subconsciously i reached the switch and brighten up the dining hall. Picked up the not so new newspaper, i locked the door, and turn off the light again. In darkness, i casually walked to the stairs and head towards my room. Walking up this far too familiar stair, noise is what i thirst for and what i am afraid of at the same time. how ironic.
My room, which technically speaking my actual home, welcome me with darkness. Confined in all the closed window, it's definitely having bad airflow and giving me a very stuffy feeling. If i want to describe my room as a person, then she would be a late 40s old lady that i am so familiar with and yet definitely not a person that i want to grow old with.
Air-con, music, laptop, newspaper,shower. Routinely done upon entering this room. But today, i have this little question in mind. Is this what i am looking for in the past 1 and half years?
i never hide my ambition of getting a decent condo in 2 years time, as i am far more comfortable with the way i live in NZ that what i have been experiencing for the past 18 years before i head off the the neverland. But it seems i have forgotten the 'care' and 'love' that change the definitation of 'house' to 'home'. As much as i care and love my parents a lot, i do leave this house empty often enough to make them know the Astro schedule inside out. Hence, staying somewhere else technically make no different to them.
Being home alone for a week in this far-too-oversize-for-single-man-semi-D,make me reconsider what i have been thriving myself forward. Do you really want the 2 jokers only stay in this house?
for the past 4 months, my table next to my bed always have 2 filled bottle of water sitting there and waiting for me to consume it. Yesterday, i was so shocked to find it empty. How am i going to drink water in the night then? hey wait a second, why this bottle has no water today? yes, it took me 4 months to realise it was my dad who filled up the water every night before i head home and locked up my room door.
i crave of becoming back who i believe i was, but nothing beats seeing the love i have always been embraced with continuously doing so.
live with it, its not always about yourself. cant remember it heard this off where.
No matter how great i look in front of the mirror, step 2 steps backward, and i see nothing.
the gate obediently follow the track and roll backwards,giving way to my baby-blue Nissan entering the house compound. Hand still hurts from the badminton game i attended an hour ago.
Clumsily, i grabbed all my bag on my left, and shoes on my right, while trying to open my house door in darkness. Stupid i know, i can always put down the bag first. But it is faster by doing so, i always tell myself that. I don't believe it, but i still do it.Stupidity of mankind is indefinite, i can so hear Albert Einstein telling me that.
'cluck, cluck'
Darkness.
Placed down my bag, subconsciously i reached the switch and brighten up the dining hall. Picked up the not so new newspaper, i locked the door, and turn off the light again. In darkness, i casually walked to the stairs and head towards my room. Walking up this far too familiar stair, noise is what i thirst for and what i am afraid of at the same time. how ironic.
My room, which technically speaking my actual home, welcome me with darkness. Confined in all the closed window, it's definitely having bad airflow and giving me a very stuffy feeling. If i want to describe my room as a person, then she would be a late 40s old lady that i am so familiar with and yet definitely not a person that i want to grow old with.
Air-con, music, laptop, newspaper,shower. Routinely done upon entering this room. But today, i have this little question in mind. Is this what i am looking for in the past 1 and half years?
i never hide my ambition of getting a decent condo in 2 years time, as i am far more comfortable with the way i live in NZ that what i have been experiencing for the past 18 years before i head off the the neverland. But it seems i have forgotten the 'care' and 'love' that change the definitation of 'house' to 'home'. As much as i care and love my parents a lot, i do leave this house empty often enough to make them know the Astro schedule inside out. Hence, staying somewhere else technically make no different to them.
Being home alone for a week in this far-too-oversize-for-single-man-semi-D,make me reconsider what i have been thriving myself forward. Do you really want the 2 jokers only stay in this house?
for the past 4 months, my table next to my bed always have 2 filled bottle of water sitting there and waiting for me to consume it. Yesterday, i was so shocked to find it empty. How am i going to drink water in the night then? hey wait a second, why this bottle has no water today? yes, it took me 4 months to realise it was my dad who filled up the water every night before i head home and locked up my room door.
i crave of becoming back who i believe i was, but nothing beats seeing the love i have always been embraced with continuously doing so.
live with it, its not always about yourself. cant remember it heard this off where.
No matter how great i look in front of the mirror, step 2 steps backward, and i see nothing.
Extreme
As much as i like to read newspaper, but lately i am finding myself having difficulty to swallow all the news besides the once a while surprise on sports section.
Conference on Islam, the quota for Mara University, and 2 cases of journalists being beaten by supporters/bodyguards during political campaign are news that i know of merely through the title of the articles. I did not read on because i have a good surface understanding of the story and it really annoyed me.
A sad general view over most of us is that whatever we said are always biased towards our own people. True indeed, that's why nationalism never die. Having said so, it does not mean that we as the outsider would not have critical comment over what's happening to other people.
2 good friends of mind, who is happened to be Malay, are really annoyed with all the aid that they are receiving. It makes me looks like i'm someone who cant survive without being taken well care of, that's one of the phrase i remembered really well. I know how heartache they would have been if they realise that there's still people have problem allowing outsider to discuss about their religion that has been tarnished so badly by the people who believe they are protecting it.
Personally, i am really sad seeing the Mara students rally over Khalid's comment. Its like telling people they are there because of the special right they received. Perhaps they are too young to see the benefit/risk of being part of a political plot, or maybe the pride of the race overruled their own pride.
Violence has been introduced into our political game in recent years, and it's walking towards how Taiwan's politician behaving. Taiwan also got worse when the opposition grow strong. Are we heading the same way?
its part of the progress. I prayed to myself.
Students, enlighten up please. Its too hard to change the current scene, so buckle up and save the future...
will i leave this country? many has been asking me. I always answer: this is the worst time of the world, this is the best time of the world
Conference on Islam, the quota for Mara University, and 2 cases of journalists being beaten by supporters/bodyguards during political campaign are news that i know of merely through the title of the articles. I did not read on because i have a good surface understanding of the story and it really annoyed me.
A sad general view over most of us is that whatever we said are always biased towards our own people. True indeed, that's why nationalism never die. Having said so, it does not mean that we as the outsider would not have critical comment over what's happening to other people.
2 good friends of mind, who is happened to be Malay, are really annoyed with all the aid that they are receiving. It makes me looks like i'm someone who cant survive without being taken well care of, that's one of the phrase i remembered really well. I know how heartache they would have been if they realise that there's still people have problem allowing outsider to discuss about their religion that has been tarnished so badly by the people who believe they are protecting it.
Personally, i am really sad seeing the Mara students rally over Khalid's comment. Its like telling people they are there because of the special right they received. Perhaps they are too young to see the benefit/risk of being part of a political plot, or maybe the pride of the race overruled their own pride.
Violence has been introduced into our political game in recent years, and it's walking towards how Taiwan's politician behaving. Taiwan also got worse when the opposition grow strong. Are we heading the same way?
its part of the progress. I prayed to myself.
Students, enlighten up please. Its too hard to change the current scene, so buckle up and save the future...
will i leave this country? many has been asking me. I always answer: this is the worst time of the world, this is the best time of the world
Fugly
for some reason, i've been seeing people using this 'fugly' word in almost every single cyber corner that i visits often. Actually,i still have no idea what it means, was it an abbreviation of f***ing ugly? or it's just some new cyber words that means something that i have failed to learn? Another word that is extremely popular word among the chinese website is 'kuso'. No matter how hard i tried to translate to chinese or english, i still dont get the meaning of the word...
Last month i overheard a extremely dramatic happy ending love story that actually happened in PJ. The couple is my friend's buddy, and i heard whole lot of them who know the story cried real bad in the wedding. Trust me, the story is so dramatic that i had such a strong urge to write a story out of it. I even have the plot running over my head day in day out. I really should put it into writing. Or else i will definitely forgotten about it.
that's just me, no matter how strong i feel now, i still capable of forgetting it the next day
Last month i overheard a extremely dramatic happy ending love story that actually happened in PJ. The couple is my friend's buddy, and i heard whole lot of them who know the story cried real bad in the wedding. Trust me, the story is so dramatic that i had such a strong urge to write a story out of it. I even have the plot running over my head day in day out. I really should put it into writing. Or else i will definitely forgotten about it.
that's just me, no matter how strong i feel now, i still capable of forgetting it the next day
when XX messed up with XY
for some reason, instead of having a normal mamak, i ended up in a salsa party.
After being taught some simple step, we just simply hantam here and there in the studio. Must admit Salsa is really casual and rather interesting, but that still doesnt explain why i am here....after the party thingy, i went for 2nd round at Bamboo, and the story just get juicier here because.....i got hit by gay guy!
ok here's t issue, i wore a v-neck,relatively body hugging back t-shirt, n according to some self claimed expert, V neck is a sign of 'gayness' in pub.Ok fine, mistake no.1. Then this guy (normal straight guy) said his friend want to know me, so i said sure,why not since it could be some hot chick or something(mistake no. 2).And SHIT! SO obvious that he is gay. I walk away after being introduce to this pick colour shirt guy, then the straight guy keep coming n ask my friend if i am gay or straight,because his friend is looking for a bf (%#$%!$!)
ok, i shall behave more like a man. So i turn to next table which is full of girls, return their stare with simple toasting and friendly gesture, n the next thing i know, they were all dancing with girls on my table. and i starting to question the gender of this 2 'guy' tat is hanging out with tat group of girl. NO~~~they were all lesbian!!! what did i get into this time??!!
Eventful night it is.
After being taught some simple step, we just simply hantam here and there in the studio. Must admit Salsa is really casual and rather interesting, but that still doesnt explain why i am here....after the party thingy, i went for 2nd round at Bamboo, and the story just get juicier here because.....i got hit by gay guy!
ok here's t issue, i wore a v-neck,relatively body hugging back t-shirt, n according to some self claimed expert, V neck is a sign of 'gayness' in pub.Ok fine, mistake no.1. Then this guy (normal straight guy) said his friend want to know me, so i said sure,why not since it could be some hot chick or something(mistake no. 2).And SHIT! SO obvious that he is gay. I walk away after being introduce to this pick colour shirt guy, then the straight guy keep coming n ask my friend if i am gay or straight,because his friend is looking for a bf (%#$%!$!)
ok, i shall behave more like a man. So i turn to next table which is full of girls, return their stare with simple toasting and friendly gesture, n the next thing i know, they were all dancing with girls on my table. and i starting to question the gender of this 2 'guy' tat is hanging out with tat group of girl. NO~~~they were all lesbian!!! what did i get into this time??!!
Eventful night it is.
in the name of peace
For the past years, i refused to make any condemnation remark on the softness of PM, because i believe people are judging him by comparing to the hardcore Dr M. But after seeing how he bites his own tongue for the date of election, fuel increase as well as the 'Mercedes is SOOOOOO WORTH buying' incidents, i start to regret for having so much mercy on him. Soft but firm, like how a 18 yr old girls breast should be, is what i was hoping to see out of you. Sadly speaking, i see a person that bow down to internal pressure so often that it begins to irk many of your followers.
What i cannot forgive you the most is the you never grasp the opportunity of election failure to get rid of trouble maker, infamous minister, so-obvious-that-he-is-driving-a-car-beyond-his-salary-minister, cocker, fanatic, extremist, grasshopper, need-education-badly-minister.
foreign minister is essentially the representative of fellow Malaysian across the globe. And yet, after giving farewell to the joker that make me (and perhaps the whole middle east) laughing into tears, now we another joker that speaks without ever consulting the celebrum. Medulla Oblongata is definitely the last place information being send or receive by him.
As the world celebrating the Olympic, we are proudly having 2nd blogger being caught by police in name of society peacefulness. No doubt we are slightly better than Russia that killed 100s of people around Georgia, but hey, why are we comparing countries again? oh ya, because we should be grateful that we are not govern by communist. Thank you govt for constantly remind us to compare among countries so that we can appreciate our achievement better.And yes we will not compare universities by look at the university ranking because it is biased as you have mention zillion times.
And the joker said we should setup a watchdog to prevent blogger spreading the wrong information. Be it happening or not, i guess you have gotten yourself wrong here Mr joker. First of you, this is not a statement that you can make in your position. 2ndly, unless you already finished discussion with the de facto (i love this words, but have no idea what it means), this is definitely something BN what to bring out at this period of time (even if they wish to say so), and thirdly, for goodness sake, we just had a live debate, and now you want us to step 2 steps backward again???!!
In the name of love for this country, i shall charge you for causing psychological damage to all of us.
What i cannot forgive you the most is the you never grasp the opportunity of election failure to get rid of trouble maker, infamous minister, so-obvious-that-he-is-driving-a-car-beyond-his-salary-minister, cocker, fanatic, extremist, grasshopper, need-education-badly-minister.
foreign minister is essentially the representative of fellow Malaysian across the globe. And yet, after giving farewell to the joker that make me (and perhaps the whole middle east) laughing into tears, now we another joker that speaks without ever consulting the celebrum. Medulla Oblongata is definitely the last place information being send or receive by him.
As the world celebrating the Olympic, we are proudly having 2nd blogger being caught by police in name of society peacefulness. No doubt we are slightly better than Russia that killed 100s of people around Georgia, but hey, why are we comparing countries again? oh ya, because we should be grateful that we are not govern by communist. Thank you govt for constantly remind us to compare among countries so that we can appreciate our achievement better.And yes we will not compare universities by look at the university ranking because it is biased as you have mention zillion times.
And the joker said we should setup a watchdog to prevent blogger spreading the wrong information. Be it happening or not, i guess you have gotten yourself wrong here Mr joker. First of you, this is not a statement that you can make in your position. 2ndly, unless you already finished discussion with the de facto (i love this words, but have no idea what it means), this is definitely something BN what to bring out at this period of time (even if they wish to say so), and thirdly, for goodness sake, we just had a live debate, and now you want us to step 2 steps backward again???!!
In the name of love for this country, i shall charge you for causing psychological damage to all of us.
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