Thursday, January 17, 2008

Pum um kish kish tak ke tak

Don't worry, i'm neither loosing my mind nor speaking in some funky new language.


I've discovered a new hobby, Beatboxing!


It has nothing to with boxing but a vocal imitation of percussion sounds.


Justin Timberlake has used it effectively in many of his songs.

My friend has sent me this clip of a contestant auditioning for France Pop Idol. This guy is quite good at it. When I ‘google’d beatboxing online, I found this website that teaches people how to beatboxing. The guy who is giving the tutorial is very good as well.



I’m trying to learn a few beats on my own now. So prepare for some beatboxing from me :P


Oh… bring your umbrella ella ella eh eh eh to protect yourself from my ‘hou sui’.


Okie dokie, need to go and practice my


pum um kish kish tak ke tak ke tak pum um kish kish


toodles

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A very good article. A must read for everybody!

The Don't Divorce Me Club (taken from CNN)

In the corner of a small Japanese restaurant, a dozen dark-suited businessmen gathered at a large table. Smoke hovered over the dinner and beer disappeared as quickly as it was poured. At first glance, it looked like a typical Friday night post-work scene played out all over Tokyo’s taverns. But then your eye stops on a poster-sized sign propped up next to one of the middle-aged men. It reads:

Three Golden Rules of Love:

* Thank you (say it without hesitation)

* I am sorry (say it without fear)

* I love you (say it without embarrassment)

All the men at the table stood up. Equally spaced out and still wearing their stiff black suits, they chanted in unison: "I can’t win! I won’t win! I don’t want to win!" The chant was followed by a deep bow, a straightening of the backs, big smiles and a burst of applause. The meeting of the "National Chauvinistic Husbands Association" was under way.

If you're confused at this point, don't fret. The group is called the National Chauvinistic Husbands Association because it's a club for bossy husbands who need help (a little lost in translation effect here.)

So the title is appropriate for this group of men. In an abrupt about face from traditional Japanese relationships, the men are learning how to give their wives more respect.

More poster signs surrounded the men at this meeting:

Three Golden Rules of Renewing Family:

* Let's Listen

* Let's Write

* Let's Talk

Three Golden Rules for Extramarital Affairs:

* I don't do it

* I am not doing it

* I am not even thinking about it

And there's even a system of ranking your husbandry in the club:

Rank 1: Love your wife after three years of marriage

Rank 2: Help with the household work

Rank 3: No extramarital affairs or at least she doesn't know about it

Rank 4: Ladies first

Rank 5: Hold hands with your wife in public

Rank 6: Listen to what your wife has to say carefully and seriously

Rank 7: Solve issues between your wife and your mother

Rank 8: Say thank you without hesitation

Rank 9: Say I'm sorry without fear

Rank 10: Say I love you without embarrassment

The meeting was jovial and there was laughter at times. But the undercurrent was serious and taken to heart by the 4,700 members of this club in Japan. They're all acutely aware of a new law in Japan this year that entitles a wife filing for divorce to claim half her husband’s company pension.

That change led to a spike in divorces in the country, as some Japanese women, tired of their long-absent salarymen, decided they’re better off on their own. These men say they don't want to be alone so they'll change for their wives.

As the men talked in their support-group-setting, you quickly became aware of how rare it is to see men, especially businessmen, so emotionally intimate. One man confessed his typical Japanese workday (spanning 16 hours at times) was making his wife angry.

The group leader warned he’s on the highway to divorce and he needs to put his wife before work. Another man said he's too Japanese and can't seem to put his wife first. The group leader warned he's too old-fashioned. Another man, married 22 years, shared the fear that he'll be alone in old age because his wife complains about his snoring. Heads around the table nodded up and down in sympathy.

I couldn't help but ask: "As an American, it seems so easy to hold hands or say 'I love you.' What’s so hard about your rules or rankings?"

The group leader looked at me and said what's hard about the seemingly simple rules is following them fully and changing your behavior. He said it's easy saying it or doing it, but changing who you are and really believing it is quite another. He also pointed out to me that the divorce rate in America is over 50 percent. In Japan, the rate is still below 10 percent. Maybe, he suggested, some of the ways the Japanese approach love and marriage isn't so strange after all.

After the meeting, we followed a young man named Yohei Takayama home. He'd just been promoted to "Rank 4." He admitted that "Rank 5," holding hands with his wife in public, was not going to be natural or easy. He and his wife have been married for two years. His wife said he’s been a member of the club for a year and a half and it has changed their relationship dramatically.

Namely, she said, he helps more around the house, listens to her more, and understands she also has a career that exhausts her. What they’re growing into, she said, is a partnership. They went grocery shopping, and I noticed he carried the bags and helped her decide what to buy. As they left the store to go home, he took her hand in his. It didn't look like the most natural thing in the world for him, but he was trying. His wife smiled as they walked home.

Wednesday, January 16, 2008

Saola

Nope…

It’s not a name of a hot Latina singer/actress.

Neither it's a name of an exotic food.

It’s one of the world rarest mammals found only in Vietnam. This particular animal looks a bit like a deer, antelope and cow. Isn’t that fascinating! It has some cool white patches on the face which reminds me of the moko from New Zealand

*hello people*


*hmmmmm....*

Well maybe not :P

The saola is now on the brink of extinction mainly due to hunting. WWF (not world wrestling federation :P) and the Vietnamese Ministry of Forestry are spearheading the conservation program to protect the saola from further threats of extinction. Let’s do our part to aid them in their commendable effort.

Save the Saola!

*Save me please...*

Wednesday, January 09, 2008

P.A.S

P.A.S (post accident syndromes)

  1. Sleepless night. Wake up feeling like you've been up the whole night
  2. Think a lot. Re prioritizing your life
  3. Loss of appetite. You're hungry but you don't feel like eating
  4. Change of behavior. Subtle changes like talk less, spending habit etc.
  5. Day dreaming. At work, while driving, or having your meal

People said you'll have flashback in a near death experience but it didn't happen to me. Most probably because I was thinking how to control the situation to save myself.

The after shock came much later after I'd reached home. I was lying on my bed trying to get some sleep after staying up the whole night, but I couldn't.

All of a sudden, I started crying. It was not one of those uncontrollable sobbing but it did hit me hard. The thought that i might die had me in tears.

There are so many things in life i have not done.

My dream of studying abroad...
My dream of spending my life with the one i love...
My dream of giving my mum a better life...

So many regrets.

One day, we will eventually grow old and die. It's a fact.

But i wanted to go without regrets, knowing that i have lived life to the fullest. Now I'm chasing lost time.

If you are given a second chance at life, what would you do?

Sunday, January 06, 2008

Sombong, Lambat dan Salah

*supposedly to do a summary on 2007 but that has to wait

Started my new year with a bang, literally, and thankfully I didn’t sustain any major injury. It’s hardly a week into the 2008 and I’ve already had my first accident, the most serious one so far. My car skidded on a highway while I was traveling home yesterday and it crashed onto the wall of the highway. Luckily, I had decelerated the car as I was approaching the sharp turn or else the impact would have been greater. It had rained earlier and the road was quite slippery but never had I expected that my car would skid.

When it started to loose control, my first reaction was to hit the break hard, which I shouldn’t have done, and pulled the handbrake. It is like one of those drifting scenes in 2fast 2furious but the difference is I ain’t a racer! Thankfully the wall was high enough to prevent my car from toppling over the edge because it was an elevated highway. The damage wasn’t as bad as I expected, just a dented bumper and a broken left wheel’s arm.

Made a called to a 24 hours road assist centre for help. The tow truck arrived an hour later to tow my car and the guy, Aqim, brought me to the police station at Jalan Tun Hs Lee to lodge a police report.

The officers on duty at the front desk were very professional and helpful, but the Sergeant that I had seen to discuss about my accident was an unprofessional worthless dick. This dick head is called Shamsuddin. It is such a disgrace that an ass hole like him is allowed to become a policeman, a law enforcer. He was sleeping when I went to see him, which he shouldn’t be because he was on night shift, and the first thing he did was to intimidate me and made sarcastic remarks.

Ass: Bagaimana kereta kamu terkandas?


JL: Saya tekan brek apabila mendekati selekoh dan kereta saya tergelongsor. Saya percaya ia adalah disebabkan jalan lincin kerana ada takungan air yang kecil dan grip tayar kereta saya kurang baik.


Ass: Kamu ada nampak kereta lain tergelongsor di sana ke tidak?


JL: Tiada Encik


Ass: Mengapa ia hanya berlaku pada kamu?


JL: Mungkin keadaan kereta saya tak sebaik yang lain dan juga jarang kereta menggunakan jalan itu pada masa tersebut


Ass: Tak baik? Kamu cuba beritahu kat Mahkamah nanti tengok.


After this he went to inspect my car and then we went back to his room again.


Ass: Kamu rasa kamu bersalah ke tidak?


JL: Maksud Encik?


Ass: Accident ini… apa lagi. Awal pagi masih lagi makan angin dengan kereta. Tahu tak ada orang sedang bekerja pada masa macam ini

(ASS… you’re freaking sleeping and the whole office was pitch black when I came in)


JL: Saya tidak dapat menafikan yang saya juga bersalah kerana saya sepatutnya memperlahankan kereta saya lebih awal lagi.


Ass: So kamu mengaku salah. Kalau salah, kena saman. RM300 saman.


JL: Maaf ya Encik. Memandangkan ini adalah kali pertama saya terlibat dalam kemalangan dan punca utama kemalangan ini adalah disebabkan keadaan jalan. Boleh Encik memberi saya peluang dan tidak menggeluarkan saman?


Ass: Kalau tak nak saman, kita boleh berbincang lagi dan kamu akan bayar kurang daripada kompaun saman.


JL: Apa maksud Encik? (you useless SOB. Are you tying to get me to bribe you!?)


Ass: *changed of expression, raised his voice a little* Jumpa officer dan bincang tapi kamu tunggu sampai pagi sehingga dia masuk.


JL: Siapa officer yang Encik maksudkan dan apa prosedurnya.


Ass: *agitated* Kamu nak ke tak nak? Tak apa kalau kamu mahu saman saya akan bagi saman, senang kerja saya nanti, tak perlu buat banyak


JL: Encik, sila berikan saman sahaja *agitated*


Ass: *mumbles to himself* Bila mahu bayar?


JL: Secepat mungkin. Ini bukan sesuatu yang susah untuk diselesaikan.


I walked off and didn’t even say anything to that ass after I got the summon. The police’s motto is ‘Mesra, Cepat & Betul’, I would say it’s more like ‘Sombong, Lambat & Salah’. It’s so frustrating to know that the government is trying so hard to combat bribery but it’s our law enforcers who are the criminal. Such disgrace…

Aqim towed my car to Shah Alam and then he sent me home. By the time I reached my apartment it’s already 645 in the morning and... do you know what… I still haven’t slept yet….

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Cranky

What do you do when you’re feeling cranky?


Woke up at the wrong side of the bed yesterday and my foul mood tailed me like a shadow wherever I went. Slept around 1130pm the day before yesterday but was awaken at 1230am with no apparent reason. Woke up too early for my own good. Tried to drift back into sleep. After 3 hours of toss and turn, dreamland finally welcomed me into her bosom.

*Cranky Sushi anyone?*

I’m very sensitive when I’m cranky. Usually, I can take all sort verbal bombardments in my stride but when I’m cranky, I’ll always have the urge to snap back at people. Fortunately, my head is controlled by logic and my heart by love. These are the things that kept me calm and not going around biting people’s head off :P

Friday, November 23, 2007

Another Lapuk Meme

Never good at this thing. Here goes nutting :P

Name one person who made you laugh last night?

"What would make you pissed?!” – Adrienz. That’s a classic dude :P

What were you doing at 0800?
Having breakfast at the 4th floor Food Court. Their drinks are getting more expensive. RM1.80 for Horlicks and RM2.00 for nasi lemak. 20 cents difference… Tak paham langsung

What were you doing 30 minutes ago?
Went up to 36th floor to check out some holiday packages

What happened to you in 2006?
I changed job and picked up kick boxing

What was the last thing you said out loud?
Hello

How many beverages did you have today?
Water

What color is your hairbrush?
Gua pakai tangan :P

What was the last thing you paid for?
My breakfast (fried vermicelli and teh-si peng)

Where were you last night?
MV & Pavilion. Shopping!

What color is your front door?
Dark brown, wood texture

Where do you keep your change?
In my wallet

What’s the weather like today?

Cloudy. Hope it will not rain later

*KL night view from Look Out Point*

What’s the best ice-cream flavor?
Only one!!! Mana bolehada chocolate lah, strawberry lah, rum raisins lah, vanilla lah, coffee lah… how to choose!?

What excites you?

Hmmm… I thought this gonna be an easy question… too many things :P

Do you want to cut your hair?

Dah potong

Are you over the age of 25?

Yup… 26 this year

Do you talk a lot?
I can be sometimes. Especially TUI

Do you watch the O.C.?

Nope

Do you know anyone named Steven?

Surprisingly no… I know a pastor named Stephen… close enough?

Do you make up your own words?

Ooo… Plenty!
An annoying aunty = As-so
A frustrated duck = Fruck
A titillating honey dew = Honey Tew
Not IT savvy = E-diot
And many more :P

Are you a jealous person?

I think I am… can you see me ‘greening’ :D

Name a friend whose name starts with the letter ‘A’.

Erm… Alvin

Name a friend whose name starts with the letter ‘K’.

KK

Who’s the first person on your received call list?

CJ

What does the last text message you received say?

You have (1) missed call +60……..


Do you chew on your straw?

Sometimes

Do you have curly hair?

Wavy hair. My mom permed my hair when I was 5

Where’s the next place you’re going to?

Singapore *fingers crossed*

Who’s the rudest person in your life?

The Bibo from my department

What was the last thing you ate?

Fried vermicelli ala mamak

Will you get married in the future?

Maybe :P

What’s the best movie you’ve seen in the past 2 weeks?

The Kingdom


Is there anyone you like right now?

CJ :)


When was the last time you did the dishes?
Last Wednesday. I like doing dishes. It’s therapeutic :P Weird but true

Are you currently depressed?

Nope… Happy as a bee :)
oh oh… I’m Hapbee :P

Did you cry today?

Nope

Why did you answer and post this?
Homework lohkalu tidak cikgu marah

Friday, November 16, 2007

Seahorse City, Miri

It wasn’t my first trip to this quaint little city by the sea. At every roundabout in the city, one would come across a sculpture of seahorse. Why a seahorse? Not a derrick or an oil barrel, after all it owes its existence to oil.

According to the Chief minister of Sarawak, Yang Amat Berhormat Datuk Patinggi Tan Sri Dr. Haji Abdul Taib Mahmud, (mak oi panjangnyer nama), who is the master mind behind the seahorse mascot, the reason he has chosen the seahorse (not a tong minyak or menara besi buruk :P) is because

the seahorse has a unique, beautiful and distinctive figure. its gentle and charming nature has often been used by the people to denote many good values in life such as caring for each other and possessing an upright character. it also symbolizes harmonious relationship and peacefulness. As it is living in the sea, it signifies Miri's close relationship with the sea coral reef and as a resort paradise. "


Betul kah Encik Legolas?


Anyway, let’s get back to my field trip. I spent 2 nights at the very nice Marriot Hotel, which is located along the Tanjung beach. Great room, great food, great service, but not so great beach. Actually there isn’t one to start with. Heck with the beach… who needs it when you have a spanking huge swimming pool :)

*Marriot Hotel, Miri

Tried to get some tan but the weather was just too kind to me. Not hot and not too cold, it’s just… nice. So instead of wasting such a beautiful day cooped up in a room watching the idiot box, I walked along the beach to do some photography. So glad that I did because I managed to take one of my best photos ever ^_^

*Beautiful Sunset at Tanjung Beach

The field trip started with a briefing by our facilitator, Simon Baker, followed by a quick introduction to the course and the geology of Borneo by our lecturer, Joe Lambiase (i still don't know how to pronounce his surname... Lum-bias, Lum-bia-see, Le-ambias :P)


3 stops for the day:

  1. Miri No.1 Well

- The famous Grand Old Lady (tak nampak old lady pun… old apek pun takde) on top of Canada Hill. Great view of the city.

*Grand Old Lady, Canada Hill


  1. Oil Saturated Sandstone

- Unfortunately, the outcrop has been removed for building houses. What’s left of the out crop is some faint smell of hydrocarbon. I wouldn’t stay there even it’s free. Oil Sand?! ermm... Fire?!

*Apa ni?


  1. Airport Road

- The rocks here are just amazing.

*Airport Road Outcrop


*Wildflower

The perfect way to end the day... A BBQ dinner by the pool followed by a relaxing soak in the bath tub :)

Friday, November 02, 2007

Signal Fire

A crude unedited story written by yours truly a few months back (inspired by the song 'Signal Fire'). I wonder whether i could finish writing it :)



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“What do you mean when you said that!” screamed Lisa hysterically at Jordan.

Jordan slowly diverted his gaze from Lisa. Further away into the darkness at the corner of his room, just a little bit more, he told himself. Lisa couldn’t contain the outburst anymore, tears were running down her rosy pink cheeks, and her clear hazel eyes had become blurry.

The perfect words never crossed my mind,

'cause there was nothing in there but you,

Jordan couldn’t look away; standing in front of him was the woman he had sworn to protect and to love for the rest of his life. He’s a man of his word but he had learned, the hard way, that sometimes love just ain’t enough. Silence was his only apt reply for no words could convey how he feels. Time passed ever slowly, everything was so still, stillness that emanates coldness, bitterness, and sadness.

I felt every ounce of me screaming out,

But the sound was trapped deep in me,

Lisa took a deep breath, hoping it could at least give her some self-control, but her sobbing she had no control over. She was shattered, everything that she had believed and hold dear were shattered, never had she felt so broken. She felt so helpless and fragile. Like a rose trampled on the ground, she was crushed and she felt a part of her had withered away.

All I wanted just sped right past me,

While I was rooted fast to the earth,

I could be stuck here for a thousand years,

Without your arms to drag me out,

‘Forgive me,’ uttered Jordan in a steely somber tone. His face was lighted intermittently by passing cars on the street below his run down apartment.

There you are standing right in front of me

There you are standing right in front of me

All this fear falls away to leave me naked,

Hold me close cause I need you to guide me to safety

‘If this is what you wanted, I have nothing else to say,’ replied Lisa, still sobbing. She gathered her stuffs as she had gathered her courage and walked out of the room without looking back. The old creaky door opened and closed, Lisa had come and gone.

No I won't wait forever

No I won't wait forever

Jordan opened his mouth but nothing came out. He tried again and still nothing. Empty and hollow. His life shut down the very moment Lisa went out the door.

In the confusion and the aftermath,

You are my signal fire,

The only resolution and the only joy,

Is the faint spark of forgiveness in your eyes,

He let out an anguish cry.

There you are standing right in front of me

There you are standing right in front of me

All this fear falls away to leave me naked,

Hold me close cause I need you to guide me to safety,

Jordan finally understood the meaning of it all.

There you are standing right in front of me

There you are standing right in front of me

All this fear falls away to leave me naked,

Hold me close cause I need you to guide me to safety,

No I won't wait forever

No I won't wait forever

No I won't wait forever

Jordan sets his tired frame on the old dusty couch with his hands clasped, as if he’s offering a prayer, but a prayer to who? He is never a religious person, but at this very moment, he searches for something he could cling on to as his world is slowly falling apart. Anguish, helpless and despair; are not even close to how he feels.

The perfect words never crossed my mind,

'cause there was nothing in there but you,

Intermittent green luminescent lights lit the cold steely room. Monotonous continuous beeps echoes in unison with the lights, the vital signs of life, Lisa’s life. Looking at her, one would assume she’s sleeping because her face is emanating such peace and tranquility, but the truth is she’s stricken with brain tumor and she has been in a coma for the past 2 months.

I felt every ounce of me screaming out,

But the sound was trapped deep in me,

Jordan closes his eyes and let his mind wander, a diminutive escape from the cold harsh reality.

‘Well you can have it. I’ve read the book and it’s really good,’ replied Lisa with a glorious smile.

He can still remember vividly the very first time he met Lisa at a quaint little bookstore called Paper’s Haven on the East end of Jeremiah Street. They were looking for the same book, ‘A Wedding In November’, by Anita Shreve.

to be continued...

Monday, October 29, 2007

M.I.A / High School Meme

*Places I've visited for the past week

I had been on a field trip for the past week, climbed a few hills in East Malaysia and explored a few beaches in Brunei. It’s physically exhausting and mentally tiring but it’s all worth it. Took tons of photos and I’ve so many stories to tell… hmmm… think I’ll do it in parts ^_^

Me and My shadow series:

*Conglomerates*

*Freshly-cut grass*

*Sand pellets*
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High School Meme

Time to pass up my homework

What's your favourite subject(s)?
Biology, the only science subject that I really studied for, yet I scored badly. Art, the only subject that has provided me a platform to express my feelings and creativity. I'd drawn 2 murals for my secondary school. I wonder if they’re still around.

Who's your favourite teacher?
Tak Ingat le…

What's your worst subject?
Biology. WHY?!!!!

Did you sit beside a boy or a girl?
Boy, Boy, Boy, Girl, Boy

Did you hold any position in school?
Hardly took part in any school’s extra curricular activities. I’m a member of my school’s ‘Kelab Larian Jauh’ and ‘Pengawas Buku Teks’ how sad was that :P

Is your school a co-ed or all-boys school?
Co-ed. I went to an all-boys school during form 6 and it was quite different. It’s co-ed for the 6th formers though.

Did you represent your school in any competition?
Does taking part in long distance running count?

How did you go to school?
Bus #11. Walked to school.


Do you still keep in touch with your school mates all these years?
Only a few close buddies.


Did you study Form 6?
Really appreciate the whole experience but it’s like going through hell on a rollercoaster while juggling butcher knives :P

Friday, October 05, 2007

Courtesy of the broadcaster... Give me 5! :)


Five things in my wallet:

1. My identification card (and various others) – Ini mesti la bawa

2. Credit Cards – these are evil plastic!

3. Loyalty/Member Cards – these are good plastic

4. Health Card – In case of emergency (touch wood)

5. Photos of me, myself and CJ :)


Five things I like most in my room:

1. King-sized King Coil’s Maharajah mattress - my bed :)

2. My loan top – Lap top office la… mana ada duit lagi lepas beli mattress

3. Philip Mini Hi-Fi – Music is a must have

4. Ikea Wardrobe – so giler babee besar… I like

5. York Air-Conditioner – 1.5HP… don’t play play


*taken from Films4Conservation


Five things I’d like to do:

1. Sketching – but nowadays no time... sigh

2. Take photos – still OK but jeles bila nampak orang mia ultra canggih kamera

3. Travel – so many places to go but no $$$

4. Invent some cool kickass stationary – How about Lick-It? Hehehe :P

5. Open my very own kopitiam


Five things I’m doing now:

1-5. Doing this meme – Have to concentrate mah…


Five things I'm looking forward to:

1. Holiday! – no money :(

2. Chinese New Year – Makan makan, Red Packets!

3. Bonus? – gimme gimme more… gimme more

4. Get a new camera?

5. Balik rumah… mengantuk ni