R.I.P
Michael J. Jackson
(August 29, 1958 – June 25, 2009)
I'm actually, truly, honestly, sad.
Michael J. Jackson
(August 29, 1958 – June 25, 2009)
I'm actually, truly, honestly, sad.
Friday, June 26, 2009
Monday, June 22, 2009
Double d'uh!
There has always been one thing that tickles my funny bone every time i hear Malaysians trying to have a conversation.
I dub thee, the Malaysian small talk.
Situation A:
(Woman watering her plants in the comfort of her own yard, not realizing her neighbour is lurking behind the fence, also watering her plants)
Neighbour : Huii, Senah, siram pokok ke?
Senah : Eh, Kak Pah, ha'ah, tgh siram pokok ni. Dah macam nak layu dah. Kak Pah pun siram pokok?
Observe: OBVIOUSLY they're both watering their respective plants. Couldn't the conversation have started with a (Senah, kau sehat?). Simple as that.
Let us try and apply this to a situation outside of the Malaysian context.
Situation B:
(In a small village in England, Richard is tossing some feed to his flock of chickens while his neighbour, Arthur, looks on from his own backyard.)
Arthur : Good afternoon there neighbour! Feeding the chickens, are we?
Richard : (looks at Arthur with a "d'uh" look in his face, adding a somewhat friendly smile to it)
Observe: Conversations like the one that took place in Senah's house never/rarely happens any where else in the world. Further presenting evidence that we, Malaysians, are the best when it comes to small talk - we just use whatever's going on in the present as a subject of central focus and then we hope to move on to other things.
Hopefully after the boring "siram pokok" talk, you'll start gossipping about other stuff. Like what time that other neighbour's husband came home last night.
Uniquely Malaysian, that's what I say!
Hey there, S.M! Blogging?
Double D'uh!
I dub thee, the Malaysian small talk.
Situation A:
(Woman watering her plants in the comfort of her own yard, not realizing her neighbour is lurking behind the fence, also watering her plants)
Neighbour : Huii, Senah, siram pokok ke?
Senah : Eh, Kak Pah, ha'ah, tgh siram pokok ni. Dah macam nak layu dah. Kak Pah pun siram pokok?
Observe: OBVIOUSLY they're both watering their respective plants. Couldn't the conversation have started with a (Senah, kau sehat?). Simple as that.
Let us try and apply this to a situation outside of the Malaysian context.
Situation B:
(In a small village in England, Richard is tossing some feed to his flock of chickens while his neighbour, Arthur, looks on from his own backyard.)
Arthur : Good afternoon there neighbour! Feeding the chickens, are we?
Richard : (looks at Arthur with a "d'uh" look in his face, adding a somewhat friendly smile to it)
Observe: Conversations like the one that took place in Senah's house never/rarely happens any where else in the world. Further presenting evidence that we, Malaysians, are the best when it comes to small talk - we just use whatever's going on in the present as a subject of central focus and then we hope to move on to other things.
Hopefully after the boring "siram pokok" talk, you'll start gossipping about other stuff. Like what time that other neighbour's husband came home last night.
Uniquely Malaysian, that's what I say!
Hey there, S.M! Blogging?
Double D'uh!
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Food for Thought 08
The problem with Justice:
It is forbidden to kill, therefore all murderers are held accountable for their actions and are punished, mostly by death and others forced into remorse.
Unless...
They kill in large numbers, to the sound of trumpets.
It is forbidden to kill, therefore all murderers are held accountable for their actions and are punished, mostly by death and others forced into remorse.
Unless...
They kill in large numbers, to the sound of trumpets.
Friday, June 12, 2009
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Self-proclaimed Non-Conformist, but not just yet.
Somehow, somewhere, sometime, we have all met and/or are going to meet people who have the "screw you" attitude. They say they don't care about what everyone else says, thinks or does. They live life according to their own terms. Or so they say.
The life of a non-conformist is not easy. It is in fact, one of the hardest things to be in a socialistic community, such as ours. People like boybands and chick flicks, so they say they like indie bands, or other bands you've never heard of and movies that are made with such a low budget that there are only 2 main characters. These non-conformists make you feel like an idiot. They claim to be special and they claim to be ultimately "different". But somehow, we admire them for having the balls to be different.
Being a realist myself, i'm just trying to figure out the possibility of someone being a complete non-comformist. He does not live according to any other rules or laws other than his own. The ultimate "fuck the world" type who doesn't give two cents about what other people think. It would be interesting to meet and have a chat with that person.
Come to think of it, is it really possible in a society like ours? We are dependent on each other and need each other in order to survive (Whoever said it was "every man for himself" was seriously piss drunk). Seriously, if a man was really living by his own principles without considering what others think, could he really be a part of this world and live peacefully? Let's take a look into our past. People who choose to live away from communities were labelled as hermits and some were even called witches and were burnt at the stake (btw, cauldrons are wicked cool). What about now? In our so-called modern and liberal times? People who do not choose to conform are shunned and ignored as the minority, even judged. Which ever way you put it, if you don't do it the way society wants you to do it, then someone's got an opinion about it and like it or not, it'll get to you.
Remember the high school teachers who told you to be different? Well, they had good words of wisdom, but they failed to tell us the price of being different. You see it all around you, artists producing "politically correct" pieces of artwork and selling out by coming up with "ideas" that they know would sell. Filmmakers bending over backwords just to get the approval of society so that their product would sell and they escape the banning of their work.
So, Self-Proclaimed Non-Conformist? Think. Again.
Sooner or later, we all fold.
The life of a non-conformist is not easy. It is in fact, one of the hardest things to be in a socialistic community, such as ours. People like boybands and chick flicks, so they say they like indie bands, or other bands you've never heard of and movies that are made with such a low budget that there are only 2 main characters. These non-conformists make you feel like an idiot. They claim to be special and they claim to be ultimately "different". But somehow, we admire them for having the balls to be different.
Being a realist myself, i'm just trying to figure out the possibility of someone being a complete non-comformist. He does not live according to any other rules or laws other than his own. The ultimate "fuck the world" type who doesn't give two cents about what other people think. It would be interesting to meet and have a chat with that person.
Come to think of it, is it really possible in a society like ours? We are dependent on each other and need each other in order to survive (Whoever said it was "every man for himself" was seriously piss drunk). Seriously, if a man was really living by his own principles without considering what others think, could he really be a part of this world and live peacefully? Let's take a look into our past. People who choose to live away from communities were labelled as hermits and some were even called witches and were burnt at the stake (btw, cauldrons are wicked cool). What about now? In our so-called modern and liberal times? People who do not choose to conform are shunned and ignored as the minority, even judged. Which ever way you put it, if you don't do it the way society wants you to do it, then someone's got an opinion about it and like it or not, it'll get to you.
Remember the high school teachers who told you to be different? Well, they had good words of wisdom, but they failed to tell us the price of being different. You see it all around you, artists producing "politically correct" pieces of artwork and selling out by coming up with "ideas" that they know would sell. Filmmakers bending over backwords just to get the approval of society so that their product would sell and they escape the banning of their work.
So, Self-Proclaimed Non-Conformist? Think. Again.
Sooner or later, we all fold.
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Annoyingly Sweet.
Give me more loving than I’ve ever had
Make me feel better when I’m feeling sad
Tell me I’m special even though I know I’m not
Make me feel good when I hurt so bad
Barely getting mad
I’m so glad I found you
I love being around you
You make it easy
Its as easy as 1-2-1-2-3-4
There’s only One thing
Two Do
Three words
Four you
(I love you) I love you
There’s only one way to say
Those three words
That’s what I’ll do
(I love you) I love you
Give me more loving from the very start
Piece me back together when I fall apart
Tell me things you never even tell your closest friends
Make me feel good when I hurt so bad
You’re the best that I’ve had
And I’m so glad I found you
I love being around you
You make it easy
It’s easy as 1-2-1-2-3-4
(I love you) I love you
(I love you) I love you
1234
Plain White T's
Go on. Judge me, bitches!
Friday, June 5, 2009
Global Warming and my Boredom.
Global Warming is such a bitch!
I am...
Sweaty.
Sticky.
and sgt eww!..Panas!!!
Alas, we're at that place again..u know, that place. The one where we're all bored with the holidays and we want to go to normal, everyday classes.
Nak balik melaka! i miss my bitches!
I am...
Sweaty.
Sticky.
and sgt eww!..Panas!!!
Alas, we're at that place again..u know, that place. The one where we're all bored with the holidays and we want to go to normal, everyday classes.
Nak balik melaka! i miss my bitches!
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