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Friday, February 23, 2007
Back to realityA week ago I was so eager to go home for Chinese New Year, and now I'm back in Cyberjaya, exhausted and depressed.
I sometimes feel that Chinese New Year has become so different that sometimes I almost wish that I don't have to celebrate it at all.
Some 10 to 15 years ago Chinese New Year was a highly anticipated festival, and those CNY songs would fill our ears everywhere we go, one to two months prior to CNY. Back then we used to enjoy listening to those songs, because it signifies the coming of a lot of joy and fun and laughter.
Back when grandma was still around, on new year's eve, my family would clean up our shop and rearrange the display racks and shelves in the shop in order to fit 2 to 3 tables in the shop, where the whole family would sit down together and dine, and also celebrate grandma's birthday. Mom and the other aunts would cook and bring the food to the shop for everyone to eat. Back then children used to run around and laugh and shout. We play with firecrackers, too, if available. After dinner, all the adults would start to distribute their angpows to children and unmarried youths. Things were much simpler back then, and love was in the air.
As mom's from Nilai, my family usually goes to Nilai on the first day of CNY. Back then dad usually drives down to KL where we'd stop by my aunt's house for a visit and lunch, after which we leave for Nilai, my grandma's house. There we were greeted by my uncle, aunt and grandma. Of course exchange of angpows also occur, and we as children were always the happiest people around.
Usually, on the next day, everyone in mom's family would come to gather at grandma's house, bringing lots and lots of gifts to exchange with one another. Home cooked food would also be prepared and we'd dine together in peace and harmony. Everyone's happy, especially the adults who would start gambling right after their meals. Since they only do it once a year, no one would ever object to their gambling, save for a few exceptions who either had no heart or no brains. So things would go this way for one whole week, and we'd go out to do some shopping together, or visit one another's house. Trust me, back then there was so much happiness and love around that you could almost taste it in the air.
Nowadays, Chinese New Year has become cold and quiet. CNY songs are no longer as nice as they were all those years ago. I especially hate those CNY songs that are actually popular hit songs like Numa Numa and Las Ketchup with their lyrics changed to Chinese. Even those old fashioned CNY songs were seldom heard on the streets and in malls.
On new year's eve, we'd dine at a Thai food restaurant somewhere in the middle of a jungle. Family members sit in cliques of their own, and some don't even show up. Young boys would now be holding their gameboys and PSPs and whatnots, busy trying to kill aliens and monsters, whereas young girls would be busy typing smses to their friends or boyfriends. When dishes are served, everyone would compete against one another to fetch small portions of each dish for one another's kids - as if to show generosity - completely forgetting their own. Some would even talk bad about other relatives who are sitting just a few metres away. What used to be happy chit-chats have now become sharp-edged weapons of criticism and sarcasm that pierce right through the listeners' hearts. After dinner everyone would gather for such a short while that it felt almost as if everyone's gathering just to follow the standard procedure of giving angpows. The adults would start to distribute their angpows till they've finished distributing to everyone on their lists, and then they'd run, dragging their children along.
On the first day of Chinese New Year, my family and I took the morning flight to KL where we were fetched by mom's younger sister's family. Then, because mom's brother and most of mom's sisters are now filthy rich, they take turns to treat the rest of the family in restaurants with food enough to feed the population of poor Africans for a year. After meals they would start gambling and some youngsters are also starting to gamble with the adults. While doing so they would criticize everything under the sun, especially the food that they've just eaten.
"Ah Keong's food very bad la this year, I think he knows that also..."
"Lin Heng's food much better than the one we ate yesterday lo, hor?"
"The crab meat in the sharkfin soup was bad, and how dare they make up such a weak excuse?"
"This year's Lala isn't as big as last year's lo..."
Of course, for those who gamble, their lives were full of excitement for the whole CNY. But what about those who don't gamble? My aunt just threw them into her "entertainment room", turned on Astro and leave them to rot. She had even so generously permitted us to get cold drinks from her big-ass fridge, but failed to mention to us that there were only 2 cans of beer in that giant fridge. Some would watch TV, others would gamble, and a minority of people would sit down in some quiet and drak corner, criticizing almost everyone they could think of.
To tell you the truth I'm sick of all this hippocracy, and I really don't enjoy this Chinese New Year. So I managed to make my way back to Cyberjaya, only to find out that in order to make it back to KB in time for the reunion dinner, I've skipped some classes wherein marks were given to some stupid in-class activities.
Happy Chinese New Year? Think again.
All I am, all I'll be
Everything in this world
All that I'll ever need
Is in your eyes
Shining at me
When you smile I can feel
All my passion unfolding
Your hand brushes mine
And a thousand sensations
Seduce me 'cause I
I do cherish you
For the rest of my life
You don't have to think twice
I will love you still
From the depths of my soul
It's beyond my control
I've waited so long to say this to you
If you're asking do I love you this much
I do
In my world, before you
I lived outside my emotions
Didn't know where I was going
'Til that day I found you
How you opened my life
To a new paradise
In a world torn by change
Still with all of my heart
'Til my dying day
I will always remember your lovely voice when you sing.
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
Happy Valentine's Day14 of February, probably the most awaited date for lots of people, especially those who are studying in colleges and universities, has finally arrived.
Reporting from the scene, at 12.00am today, there were tons of activity going on all around Cyberia, people with flowers walking towards their destinations, some to deliver to their loved ones, some were just in the delivery business.
I, of course, have a lot to say to the one(s) I love. I love you, mom and dad, I love you, sis, and I love you, friends. And most of all, to the girl who makes my heart skip a beat everytime I look at her, you'll always remain special to me no matter what happens, and all I ask of you is that you'd remember me always. Here are two songs dedicated to you on this very special day.
Valentine - Martina Mcbride
If there were no words
No way to speak
I would still hear you
If there were no tears
No way to feel inside
I'd still feel for you
And even if the sun refused to shine
Even if romance ran out of rhyme
You would still have my heart until the end of time
You're all I need, my love, my Valentine
All of my life
I have been waiting for
All you give to me
You've opened my eyes
And showed me how to love unselfishly
I've dreamed of this a thousand times before
But in my dreams I couldn't love you more
I will give you my heart
Until the end of time...
You're all I need, my love, my Valentine
And even if the sun refused to shine
Even if romance ran out of rhyme
You would still have my heart until the end of time
'Cause all I need is you, my Valentine
You're all I need, my love, my Valentine
完美 - 杜德伟
你有多久没被人追
冻结的心才化成水
爱不管是与非
你为何那么的完美
为何要闯进我世界
偏偏你好得无怨言
抱你想掉眼泪
每一滴都那么珍贵
你给我的爱绝对
整夜的高兴不想睡
你让我心在空中飞
飞多久我都不想坠
让我爱你不收回
让我没有你会心碎
让这些越爱爱更美
美的有爱情的香味
You are the one
The perfect one
I've been waiting all my life just for you
You are the one
The perfect one
No other can compare
I pray you're always there
My perfect one
谁能体会这种感觉
整个屋子都是玫瑰香味
一朵一朵盛开整个房间
让我爱你又沉又醉
让一切都应该那么完美
让谁都想知道我心正在想著谁
你有多久没被人追
冻结的心才化成水
My perfect one
Happy Valentine's day, everyone.
Wednesday, February 07, 2007
Jit Dor 折堕折堕, or "Jit Dor" (Cantonese) means being reduced to a lower-than-ever state of life, due to one's own doing or external factors. So under what kind of circumstances can one be termed "Jit Dor"? Here's an example, which is a real story.
On February 7th 2007, townhouse number D-33-A has survived the 2nd day of having their water supply cut off because of delayed payments. The one in charge of paying the bills, me, hadn't the time to do it on the 6th so I did it on the 7th, which is today.
It was RM228, the bills for October and November, and the water reconnection fee was RM50. I felt my wallet bleed. The lady in the office was rather friendly, and she asked her colleague to make a phone call so that our water supply would be reconnected in some 20 minutes time. However it didn't happen. I was at home till 1.45pm when I had to go to campus for the continuation of our design process class. Still no water.
After class it was pool time, and while we were happily playing, Edwardlina called, saying that there's still no water. Great. I told him to go ask the people at the office, but it was already 5 something, which means the office was already closed.
When I got home I went and inspected the water pipes. Nothing had changed, it still leaked if I turn on the water supply, so no point doing that. I tried to tighten the connecting nut but it didn't help at all. So I was all sweaty and hot and couldn't shower because there was no water. So were my housemates.
As a consequence, we came out with an idea. We'd go to Block C, swim there, then take a shower in their changing rooms after that. Sounded like a nice plan, except there were no working shower in Block C's changing rooms. Frustrated, we went to Block B swimming pool and searched for the changing room, which was sort of underground. And voila, working showers! Khoo, Vincent, Gary and Agito immediately rushed into the showers, while Edward and I decided to swim for a bit before doing so.
However, this was not the end of the story, because the moment I started swimming, I noticed something very wrong with the water in the pool. I didn't wear goggles and my eyes hurt like hell. I'm a rather experienced swimmer so I could swim without my goggles with normal swimming pool chlorine levels, but in this case I could hardly open my eyes. And the water tasted weird! Yucks! We swam for a while and decided to go.
So we had our showers and headed home, feeling very "Jit Dor". I do feel bad for not paying the water bills earlier, but it's not entirely my fault, really. Let's keep our fingers crossed that tomorrow would be better.
Tuesday, February 06, 2007
You selfish peopleI've been blogging for some time now, and I've had it with your attitudes, people! I mean... do you have any idea how much time I spend on blogging and none of you people ever give any proper comments on my posts!
I mean, do you people even know what it means to blog? Blogging is my life, I tell you, I love blogging and I most certainly enjoy writing cruel things about people and things that are happening around me but the essence, the most crucial part of blogging, to me, is the attention I get from people, people quite like yourself, and you know what? I have posted so darn many posts on this blog and guess what happens... Every hour of every day I go to my own blog to see if there were any useful comments, only to be disappointed! I mean, seriously, how lame can you people be?
I think I'm gonna lose interest in blogging now.
Bye.
Tata.
See you.
Goodbye.
Adios, amigos.
Sayonara.
Farewell.
I'm gonna just go now...
I'm gonna just leave this blog here... you know... just in case.
Yeah, and I'm gonna update my friendster blog, too... you know... just in case you have... some comments.
I'll probably just update this one as well... after some time, just to give y'all the benefit of doubt...
All right?
OK.
Good night now.
p/s: There's the "post / read comments" link down by this post... you know... just in case...
Yeah, seems that I'm contradicting myself right now. Actually since Vincent had already transferred several movies for me to watch, one of which was "The Breed" (which was about an island filled with a bunch of crazy dogs that attack humans for no reason), I'd say that earns him a level of forgiveness.
And, yes, apart from that, I also feel that I owe Vincent an apology for bashing him so badly in my previous post. So Vincent, I'm sorry, and I'm not ashamed to admit that I was a bit over the limits in my previous post.
Right, we're not here to talk about Vincent, really, because in this post, I'd like to show you one of the most amazing races I've ever seen. This race is, of course, done by some of the craziest people the world has ever seen - 3 of my housemates whose names I'm not allowed to tell you for political reasons. However here are some useful clues, they are:
- not Alan
- not Gary
- and most certainly not Kenny
So this was how it happened:
One night, these 3 people were overwhelmed by the extreme boredom because Streamyx was down. So they moved around the house like zombies till one of them saw the elongated sachets of Nescafe and cloth pegs all around the house, and that was when all hell broke loose.
So, what do you think of this rubber-burning, adrenaline-pumping, blood-gushing drift race?
Saturday, February 03, 2007
Vincent must dieAlright, you're wondering who Vincent is, and what he had done to piss me off so much that I want him to die. Simple. Vincent is one of my housemates who is vertically and horizontally challenged. In other words, he's pretty much like Samwise Gamgee, if you know what I mean. And, what he did was worse than the sum of all the 7 sins.
Let me elaborate. I was sick for the past week or so, as you already knew if you had read my blog. I remember last weekend, Vincent messaged me on YM, telling me that I MUST go watch this movie called "Epic Movie". Well, before he mentioned it to me, I had never heard of the movie before. He told me it's pretty much like Scary Movie, only better. Fine, I placed that movie in my KIV department in my brain.
When he got back, that stupid Hobbit just doesn't stop talking about the movie! You know what he said? He said,
"If you go to watch that movie, make sure you don't go to the washroom half way. Don't even blink!"
Well considering that he's never been wrong about any movies before this, we (Khoo, Gary, Agito and I) believed him, and decided to go watch that movie in 1 Utama on Friday.
All I can say is, we were so wrong that even the word "wrong" is now a massive understatement! We were DEAD WRONG. We've never been wronger all our lives!
Alright, before I go on and on about how pissed we are at Vincent, let me first explain how bad the movie actually is. If you're actually planning to watch this movie (even after reading the previous paragraphs), let me warn you that there are spoilers hereon. And besides that, let me add this, in the words of Chef from south park,
"Go fudge yourself!"
OK, firstly, this is a Scary-Movie-ish movie, which means it had no content, just tons and tons of rip-offs from famous movies in the box office. So basically this movie is based pretty much on "The Chronicles of Narnia". At the beginning of the movie, they introduced the 4 main characters, 4 orphans from different backgrounds.
Lucy, the dumbshit (no, she's not blonde), was under the care of the curator of a museum (this one's from The Da Vinci Code). The events that followed and led to her acquisition of the special ticket to an epic adventure basically doesn't make any sense at all, and is not worth mentioning.
Edward, on the other hand, has a background from the movie "Nacho Libre" or whatever the name of the movie was, I don't really care.
And then there's Susan whose first appearance was on a plane full of snakes which attacked people's genitals and tits, from which she was thrown off by a guy who claimed that he's always yelling 'cause he's Samuel-God-Damned-Jackson. She fell from the sky, killing a girl who dressed like Paris Hilton (or at least I thought so).
Lastly, there's Peter, who's from a Mutant High. The only thing worth mentioning here is perhaps Mystique, who was played by sexy Carmen Electra. She certainly had racks that could beat the ones of the original Mystique (played by one of my favourite model-turned-actresses, Rebecca Romjin Stamos).
OK, so the 4 had all gotten their special tickets to Willy's Chocolate Factory, only to find out that it's all a sick plot to get their body parts for the candy they're making in the factory. However, in their effort to escape Willy's wrath, Lucy found by accident a passageway to Gnarnia, where the name had a "G" added to it for legal purposes.
Mr. Tumnus was there, of course. And there was the White Bitch (originally the White Witch from Narnia) that rides in a drifting sleigh with a number plate that reads "Gnarnia Drift".
Basically the story that follows is simply a huge rip-off from Narnia. There were also parts that come from Pirates of The Carribean, Superman Returns (this is perhaps the only relatively funnier part of the whole movie, where the bad guy fired right into Superman's eye, and they zoomed in at his eye, showing how the bullet actually went into his eye and he fell off the building), and Harry Potter.
And the lamest part of all is when Edward, Susan and Lucy were all killed by the White Bitch's army, and Peter was on the ground, crawling away from the White Bitch who was trying to kill him. All of the sudden he found a remote control, the one from "Click". He paused the White Bitch, and then slow-mo-ed a girl who was jogging by (where the hell did she come from!?). There was even a "heal injuries" button on that remote control which Peter used to heal his brother and sisters. They then got up and killed all the paused enemies.
Then it was back to the Narnia story where they ruled for a long time and one day they found the closet once more, and they went back to their own world. The only difference was that when they got back, they found Borat standing in front of them, saying,
"You make movie have happy ending... NOT!"
And they all got crushed by Captain Jack Swallow's giant wheel.
Well, what I think of this movie is that you know sometimes you suddenly have this great idea that you could use, but what you're required to do had nothing at all to do with the great idea that you had. However you insist on using that idea of yours, so you simply distort your assignment just so that you could fit that idea of yours into it. That's what this movie is about. Someone (the producers of Scary Movie, perhaps) suddenly said out of no where,
"Hey, let's make a funny movie based on The Chronicles of Narnia!"
Then the team all went,
"Hey, I've got an idea, why don't we use some scenes from the Da Vinci Code, and then make fun of Tom Hank's stupid hairdo!"
"No, no, listen to my idea! Let's use a scene from "Snakes on A Plane" and then make fun of Samuel L. Jackson!"
"Oh no no no! I've got a better one! Let's put storm troopers among the army of the White Witch, that would definitely be funny!"
Finally, their leader said,
"I know, why don't we use all the idea and compile them into a movie? That way we don't have to do much, we just re-produce everything and "sew" them together into an order that makes the most sense!"
There you go. That's pretty much all that I could say about that horrible, horrible movie. Don't watch it, thats my advice. If you're one of the producers of this movie, go to hell, or give me back my RM6 and an hour and a half! If you happen to be Jigsaw from the movie Saw, please help me design a machine that could torture Vincent in the worst possible ways for the longest possible duration before killing him in the cruelest method imagineable. You could do that to the crew who produced the Epic Movie, too, as a bonus.
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