Have An Open Mind

ANOTHER SHOCKING PIECE OF ALTERNATIVE JOURNALISM . NOTE CAVEAT GIVEN. Folks,This piece was published last Thursday, a good 6 days before Dr M'soutburst against Pak Lah.

Does Raja Petra know something we don't or is he in cahorts with the Dr M camp? It's most interesting how he explains the low, straight bridge is not desired by DrM but rather a high, crooked bridge. Think about his theory.

Quote Thursday, June 01, 2006Not worth the paper it is written on Raja Petra Kamarudin
They say in legal circles that a verbal agreement is not worth the paper it is written on. Islam says, if a man breaks his word up to three times, then do not take him as a friend or comrade. Islamic scholar or ulamak Abdullah Ahmad Badawi, also currently Prime Minister of Malaysia, gave his word and he broke it more than three times. Abdullah, therefore, cannot be taken as a friend either in the western or Islamic perspective. And who did Abdullah give his word to? He gave it to previous Prime Minister Tun Dr Mahathir Mohamad -- and of course to all Malaysians in his 2004 Election Manifesto, which he has also broken. And what did he promise Dr Mahathir?

Many things, amongst which are that the Scenic or 'Crooked' Bridge would not be abandoned, the double tracking railway line would be pursued, and the national car, Proton, would be supported -- just to mention but three. After Dr Mahathir announced his resignation to a shocked Umno General Assembly in mid-2002, Abdullah and Dr Mahathir spent 15 months in countless conferences to discuss what the former should and would do when he finally takes over as Prime Minister in November 2003. Dr Mahathir went into great detail and explained at length why he did what he did in his 22 years as Malaysia's Prime Minister. Dr Mahathir had a reason for his many perceived lunatic moves. Even Abdullah, who was his deputy soon after Anwar Ibrahim's exit in September 1998,could not understand everything that Dr Mahathir did. Now he does. Abdullah sat there taking pages after pages of notes as Dr Mahathir gave him a 15-month crash course in Mahanomics (synonymous with Reaganomics). By the end of the 15-month training and orientation programme, Abdullah understood fully what was in the head of that strange animal called Mahathir. More importantly, Abdullah now saw the logic in Dr Mahathir's every move and agreed that, though sometimes somewhat devious, many of these moves were actually quite necessary in the pursuit of the bigger objective.

Many of Dr Mahathir's moves would certainly appear loony to the uninitiated. They would appear even stranger when viewed in the backdrop of what was perceived as a failed plan. Dr Mahathir was a blunderer and the many disasters he left as a legacy to Abdullah in November 2003 laid testimony to this. But Abdullah knew they were no disasters. He did not know earlier of course. But 15 months of sitting in front of Dr Mahathir and taking notes as the Prime Minister imparted his innermost thoughts left Abdullah with no doubts that thisold man knew what he was up to and these moves could only be labelled as brilliant. Take the Scenic or 'Crooked' Bridge as one example. No one would disagree if we were to say that this is the most stupid idea yet to come out of Dr Mahathir's mind. Why build half a bridge? Why build such a silly looking bridge that would wind its way around because it had to join the Causeway halfway across the Straits of Johor or Tebrau Straits?

If they built a full bridge, then the bridge could be built straight, lower and shorter at maybe almost the same cost as half a bridge. But now they are building half a bridge, so it has to be crooked and higher -- and the cost for half a bridge is not half the cost of a full, straight bridge. But they can't build a straight or full bridge because Singapore will not allow their half of the Causeway to be demolished and they are not interested in building the other half of the bridge on their side or within their territorial waters. Singapore could of course agree to join Malaysia in this bridge project and agree to the Causeway being demolished and a full, straight bridge be built to replace the Causeway.

But Singapore wanted the bridge to be packaged with a lot of other goodies, all in Singapore's favour. These goodies would be like throwing in the supply of sand, allowing Singapore Air Force planes more flights over Malaysian air space, plus a re-look at the water agreement. Dr Mahathir did not agree to this. He would not package the bridge with all these other issues and he wanted each issue to be an issue by itself and to be negotiated separately and on its own merits. Dr Mahathir was no fool. He knew if he rejected Singapore's demand for a packaged deal, then Singapore would not agree to the bridge. Malaysia could go on with the bridge if it wanted, but it can only build a bridge on Malaysia's side, not on Singapore's side.

Therefore it would have to be a silly-looking half-bridge that would need to be highly elevated and winding. That was exactly what Dr Mahathir wanted. He wanted Singapore to reject the full, straight bridge idea and stipulate that Malaysia can only build half a bridge if it still insisted on proceeding with the plan. Dr Mahathir did not want a full bridge. He wanted a half-bridge. A full bridge would mean it would have to be straight and therefore low. A half-bridge would force the bridge to curve and therefore it would have to be built highly elevated. What Dr Mahathir really wanted is the space beneath the bridge which a full bridge would not offer while a half-bridge would. And why did he want this space? He wanted it because he wanted large container ships and oil tankers to be able to sail under the bridge.

The Straits of Melaka is one of the busiest sea lanes in the world. But ships plying the Straits cannot reach Johor Port unless they sail around Singapore. So they would rather stop at the Port of Singapore instead of coming to Johor. Even ships carrying goods bound for Malaysia would rather stop at Singapore for transhipment to Malaysia rather than sail to Malaysia. Once there is a highly elevated bridge, then the ships can bypass Singapore and come straight to Malaysia. In short, a highly elevated 'crooked' bridge would boost the viability of Johor Port and pose a serious threat to the Port of Singapore. To be more dramatic, the bridge could actually kill the Port of Singapore and make Johor Port the new centre for imports to and exports from Malaysia -- plus for those Indonesian importers and exporters as well who currently would rather use Singapore than sail the extra distance around Singapore to come to Johor. That was what Dr Mahathir really wanted. He was not actually interested in the bridge. He was more interested in Malaysia overtaking Singapore in the port business. And the crooked, high, half-bridge would be able to achieve this. A straight, low, full bridge would not.

Dr Mahathir very cleverly manoeuvred so that Singapore would disagree with the full bridge and would instead ask Malaysia to proceed with half a bridge. Once they said that, Dr Mahathir got them exactly where he wanted them. The half-bridge is Singapore's idea, not Dr Mahathir's, so Singapore cannot now turn around and say that they had been tricked and the bridge was merely a Red Herring and that the real motive was to outdo the Port of Singapore. Somehow, along the way, Malaysia's Foreign Minister packaged the supply of sand and more SAF flights over Malaysian air space in the bridge deal. Dr Mahathir never agreed to this. But Abdullah did for reasons known only to himself and his son-in-law, Khairy Jamaluddin. The sand would of course come from Johor and those individuals who will be awarded the contract to supply sand to Singapore are family members of those involved in the decision-making process at the very top echelons of power -- those walking in the corridors of power. The supply of sand is not a government effort but a private arrangement.

What is even more perturbing to Dr Mahathir is that Singapore did not demand that the supply of sand be included in the deal. This idea came from Malaysia. It was Malaysia that proposed it, not Singapore that demanded it. When the Johor Menteri Besar found out about the supply of sand arrangement he was outraged. Dr Mahathir had banned the export of sand back in 1997 and Johor was quite happy with this as the sand was coming from Johor and it is the politicians and their cronies who are making hundreds of millions out of it. For the first time in his life this very polished man who always has a sweet smile for anyone he encounters lost his cool. He never raises his voice, especially to the Prime Minister. But that day he did and he told the Prime Minister that Umno Johor will strongly oppose any Johor sand being sold to Singapore. Even the palace got into the act and there was a danger of another Constitutional Crisis erupting. In short, there was a mutiny and Johor was in revolt. A crisis never before seen in Malaysian history was about to explode. This was a state-federal conflict in the making.

Abdullah had blundered big time. He had agreed that the bridge would include the supply of sand to Singapore. Now Johor, the source of the sand, put its foot down and threatened to resist at whatever cost, and Johor can be as independent as Kelantan if it so wishes. They would also reveal the names of all those who stand to benefit from this supply of sand; family members of those at the very top of the Abdullah administration. If you think the Mahathir-Anwar crisis was exciting, the supply of sand to Singapore would dwarf this by far.

Two days later, Abdullah announced that the bridge project would be aborted, after starting work on it (and incurring a liability of RM100 million). Three weeks before that, Parliament had reiterated the bridge project would go on and the Minister of Works himself assured Parliament that this would be so. But now it was off. They would not be proceeding with the bridge. They could not proceed with it. To proceed with it would mean they have to supply sand to Singapore. And this would create a massive crisis between the federal government and the Johor state government. The only way out of the supply of sand commitment would be to abort the bridge project. No bridge, no sand, and no federal government-Johor state government crisis, plain and simple. But it is out of the frying pan, into the fire.

Without the bridge, there would be no way ships could sail to Johor Port through the Straits and the Port of ingapore would continue to dominate this region. Dr Mahathir's plan to build up Johor Port and challenge Singapore's dominance was thwarted. And it was thwarted by no other than his successor who had promised him that the bridge would go on. And it was thwarted because some greedy people in the decision-making team had tried to get rich quick through selling sand to Singapore by packaging the sand supply deal in the bridge proposal. Dr Mahathir was hopping mad. Abdullah had made a big booboo, and to get out of this booboo he cancelled the bridge project. Abdullah was trying to save his arse. But in doing so he sacrificed Malaysia. Johor Port would now have to remain as pathetic as it has always been. And the Port of Singapore would remain the big wheel of this region. Flushed down the toilet is Dr Mahathir's plan for overtaking Singapore. And, to make it worse, Abdullah had promised Dr Mahathir the bridge would go on.

And he understood fully well why it must. And he realised that the bridge was for the good of Malaysia's commerce. But saving his arse was his first priority. Saving Johor Port has tocome second. That is the story of the 'Crooked' Bridge. There are many other stories such as about the double tracking railway line, the national car, and more. Suffice to say, the double tracking railway line had the same objective as the 'Crooked' Bridge; in that Malaysia's commerce would improve and Singapore's dominance in the region would be given a serious challenge. But Abdullah aborted this as well. The double tracking railway line was actually the first move. Once the double tracking was done, then the high speed train was supposed to follow.

Imagine the day when one could live in a cheaper town like Ipoh where property prices are half those in the big city, yet work in Kuala Lumpur -- and the time it takes to get to work from Ipoh would be faster than driving from Subang Jaya to Kuala Lumpur today. The small towns would boom and development would be spread out throughout the country instead of concentrated in a few key areas like it is today. But that too now remains just a dream. The MV Agusta matter is another issue. Dr Mahathir was going to use MV Agusta to develop a peoples' car (volks wagen) that could be marketed for as low as RM10,000, or less. MV Agusta had the technology to do this and the cost to buy MV Agusta, in spite of it debts, was still lower than embarking on this project doing your own R&D from scratch. R&D costs billions of Ringgit and to develop a car from scratch would not only cost more but would be time consuming as well. Even if you are prepared to pay the higher cost, the time would take too long.

MV Agusta was a short cut and at a cheaper price on top of that. But MV Agusta was sold off for RM4 and Dr Mahathir's RM10,000 peoples' car went down the toilet, just like all the others. In fact, the sale of MV Agusta itself raises other questions. How did they decide who to sell it to and do those in the decision-making process have an interest in the company that bought MV Agusta? (Which raises the issue of conflict of interest.) Dr Mahathir knows the real story, as he does about who those sand suppliers are, but he is not revealing all, at least not just yet.

It is not that Abdullah is ignorant about all this. He knows the agenda behind the 'Crooked' Bridge, double tracking railway line, MV Agusta, and much more. He knows that all these are mere catalysts for bigger things. And he agreed that these are necessary for the future of the country. Yet he dismantled them one by one just to make it appear like Dr Mahathir is stupid and that all his ideas are stupid. It is all about politics and of trying to undermine Dr Mahathir. And what better way to do this than to dismantle what Dr Mahathir started and give the impression that the previous Prime Minister was a nut case. So the country suffers. So what? That is the small picture. The big picture is: Dr Mahathir is embarrassed.

The Free Trade Agreement (FTA) is another thing that Dr Mahathir was and still is against. All those years he was prime minister he resisted the FTA. Then, late last year, Abdullah secretly signed the FTA with Japan whereby Japanese automobiles would have free access to the Malaysian market while Malaysian vegetables would have free access to the Japanese market. Malaysian vegetables? What vegetables do we have that we can export to Japan? We do not even grow enough for our own consumption and almost everything we eat needs to be supplemented with imports. Anyway, do the Japanese eat our vegetables? Abdullahmight as well have signed an FTA with Canada whereby we export ice cubes to the Eskimos.

The FTA Abdullah signed with Japan was so confidential that even the Cabinet did not know about it until Abdullah informed its members later, after it had been signed. The Cabinet members were shocked, but by then it was too late to do anything about it. And how is Proton going to survive once Japanese cars get free access to the Malaysian market when even Europe and the United States can't compete with them? Proton is a dead man walking. Its days are numbered and it will be just a matter of time when the national car folds. As the Malays would say: siap kain kapan (prepare the funeral shroud). Now the United States also wants the FTA with Malaysia signed and the US-Malaysia FTA would open all government contracts and procurement to US companies. That is the end of the New Economic Policy.

The days of the Bumiputera businessmen are numbered. Malays will have to revert to becoming clerks and drivers again. Dr Mahathir is beginning to doubt whether Abdullah knows what he is doing. As far as Dr Mahathir is concerned, whatever he did, he did with the interest of the nation at heart. But Abdullah's moves, the way Dr Mahathir sees it, are moves of a traitor who does not care about the country's interest. Dr Mahathir is quite prepared to allow Abdullah to run this country the way he, as Prime Minister, sees fit. But Dr Mahathir will not remain silent and allow this state of affairs to continue if, as he put it, Malaysia's sovereignty is jeopardised.Dr Mahathir would rather take on Abdullah than allow the man to destroy this country. Not just Dr Mahathir, but many Umno veterans as well believe that power in the hands of Abdullah is like giving a flower to a monkey. Monkeys do not appreciate the beauty of flowers.

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Again, my caution that this is highly speculative alternative journalism. Forward with this caveat. For the "thinking majority" only.

Diary: Spiritual Week

Work: Slightly toned down now with the World Cup half the way to the end. Currently I am tying up all the legal loose ends for the ring tones copyright. Now I need to familiarise with legal terms. I tried to find a course for this but non-is available. Currently all I do is ask my Chief-Operating-Officer.

Leisure: Nothing much happened. I spent last Friday night with the boys watching Argentina beat the crap out off Serbia and Montenegro and then watching Netherlands win over Ivory Coast. Good Game. Well needless to say half of Saturday was wasted sleeping. I caught the movie Firewall on my DVD. Quite slow. Harrison form looks old I wonder how Indiana Jones 4 is going to be.

Spiritual: Last Sunday was the feast of St Anthony as always mum did her vows. We carried 200 buns to church to give away and mum did ‘madi pichai’. It’s an Indian thing. Where somebody stands in front of the church and begs for donation. This donation of course goes to the church. But the act of this is quite humble. I doubt any teenagers today are willing to do this. Alex wore the St Anthony’s outfit. Mum prayed for his form 6 so he would do well. He will have to wear it for 3 years.

Dating: Who it be called cheating if your girlfriend pays no attention to you? But you have another girl who is kind of becoming your friend?

Politics: MIC election is on the way… Its like from a Tamil movie. I just wish all the old people would retire and let the new leafs lead. Uncle Sam has stayed more then he is welcomed. I’ll be posting an article I received on my email on why Dr M is pissed off. Lots of people now agree with Dr. M. I on the other hand am still on the picket fence. I for see a political revolution in the Malaysian Government in the near future. I think we all know there is something wrong about our government but at the surface we all smile dandily. We need ‘V’…..

World Cup Blown Over

Everywhere you go it’s about World Cup, Yesterday I caught an advertisement advert of Breeze (the detergent) going one on one with Ronaldinho. Every newspaper you see is about the World Cup. The Weekend Mail, which I believe has turned into, the crappiest English paper in Malaysia had a whole newspaper dedicated to it. It even had a cut of of an MC, which users can use to pass to their boss.

And then there was the interview session with female celebrity on who they’ll be cheering for in World Cup. Mind you I’m not a male chauvinistic pig but they were asking the wrong person. A woman celebrity interviewed chose Netherlands because Van Nilstroy is cute. You see my point, there are not actually a lot of women I know about the game but the numbers are increasing. Why didn’t they ask them….
What’s also funny is too see our local pundits like Shebby give his views. When is he going to learn that we think he is utter rubbish. I’m waiting for World Cup to end and letting all subside so that everyone can get back to their normal life.

My Favourite Song: Best Friend

[Intro]
Yeah! It's my tape man, listen to my tapeWOO!!!

[Chorus]
If I was your best friend, I want you 'round all the time (I want you 'round me all the time)
Can I be your best friend, if you promise you'll be mine (Girl promise you'll be mine)
Please say he's just a friend (Uh huh) now girl let's not pretend (Come on)
Either he is or he ain't your man (Ha Ha!) please say he's just a friend
If I was your best friend, I want you 'round all the time (I want you 'round me all the time)
Can I be your best friend, if you promise you'll be mine (Girl promise you'll be mine)
Please say he's just a friend (Uh huh) now girl let's not pretend (Come on)
Either he is or he ain't your man (Ha Ha!) please say he's just a friend
If I was your best friend

[Verse 1]
First we get the talkin, then we get the touchin
If we get pass the phone games we'll be fuckin
I kiss like the french therefore my tongue in your ear
Do it like the dogs do it girl and pull on your hair
For me a different scenery just mean a different position
In the tub or on the sink I improvise now listenIn the chopper or on the jet join the mile high club
I'm no fool I know money can't buy me love
But I'm a different type of nigga that make sure that you know
Instead of a rose, there's a hundred dozen of those
See I see somethin special when I look in your eyes
With your legs way back I see this pussy is mine
If you ain't sure when I'm talkin I don't tell you no lies
But there's things that you say that have me wonderin why
When I don't say what I'm thinkin it don't mean that I'm shy
Got on that shit you picked out for me that's why I'm so fly

[Chorus]
If I was your best friend, I want you 'round all the time (I want you 'round me all the time)
Can I be your best friend, if you promise you'll be mine (Girl promise you'll be mine)
Please say he's just a friend (Uh huh) now girl let's not pretend (Come on)
Either he is or he ain't your man (Ha Ha!) please say he's just a friend
If I was your best friend, I want you 'round all the time (I want you 'round me all the time)
Can I be your best friend, if you promise you'll be mine (Girl promise you'll be mine)
Please say he's just a friend (Uh huh) now girl let's not pretend (Come on)
Either he is or he ain't your man (Ha Ha!) please say he's just a friend
If I was your best friend

[Verse 2]
While you in your bubble bath I'll come wash on your back
When you puttin on your lotion I can help you with that
I sit and think of things to say that may make you smile
Or give you gifts from my heart to reflect my style
Or slang I use when we build may change how you talk
And if I'm focused while I'm strokin I could change how you walk
There's a swagger that you calm but when you come from New York
I'm a hustler I just hustle in the things that I bought
Separate me from the rest, I feel like I'm the best
If there's a price to pay for feelin you I pay that twice
I'm as ghetto as it gets girl you know that's right
I ain't got nothin to hide baby I tell you my secrets'
Fore you end up bein 'round long enough to peep shit
I get closer to you, I mean closer than close
I get into you, after I take off my clothes
Girl I been into you, mentally long before

[Chorus]
If I was your best friend, I want you 'round all the time (I want you 'round me all the time)
Can I be your best friend, if you promise you'll be mine (Girl promise you'll be mine)
Please say he's just a friend (Uh huh) now girl let's not pretend (Come on)
Either he is or he ain't your man (Ha Ha!) please say he's just a friend
If I was your best friend, I want you 'round all the time (I want you 'round me all the time)
Can I be your best friend, if you promise you'll be mine (Girl promise you'll be mine)
Please say he's just a friend (Uh huh) now girl let's not pretend (Come on)
Either he is or he ain't your man (Ha Ha!) please say he's just a friend
If I was your best friend

Diary: Late

Congratulations: To my brother Alex who has just passed the entrance examination for the Gajah Madah University in Jakarta. He will be flying in September soon. I’m already missing him. I’m happy at least he is following his ambition. How many of us say they are doing what they wanted to do from the beginning. I hope he makes his negative advisers to shame.

Birthdays: Happy Birthday to Lisa and Lil Michael, who so happen to celebrate it on the same day. Wish you many health, wealth and most of all happiness.

Ironic: I got some bucket load of DVD’s over the week and most of them had the stop piracy advert on them. Don’t you think it’s ironic?

Work and lil bit more: Had a short working week as I was on leave on Thursday and Friday. I took my aunt shopping around KL. There were loads of things they wanted to get. DVD’s, an I-Pod (GOD that’s massively expensive), souvenirs and loads more. It’s been a long time I’ve eaten at the Lot 10 food court its nice to know nothing much has changed. The food is as good as it was back then.

It was also ages since I’ve been to Central market. It does bring me back to the days of Kasturi tuition. Skipping class watching a movie in REX… hehehe. It’s about time Central Market had a face-lift and part of it is being restored. There is an Indian wing in place. Sell stuff, which you might get in Kazanah but in a much cheaper price.
The family and I were in klang last Saturday evening to send off Aunt Irene and Aunt Susan. Kelvin decided to buy dinner. There were Hokkien noodles and fried rice, Ikan bakar and home-made taufu. I think my grandmother is going senile. The things she say now doesn’t make sense. But then again she is 70

Diary: Time Draws Near

Work: My World Cup Project now draws near, what began in mid of Dec now nearly comes to a finish. Wow, this is the longest and the largest project I’ve ever managed. I must say it was a team effort. Being Maxis and all there is still things that needs to be done. Besides Maxis I’m also concurrently managing M1 World Cup WAP Quiz. They launch on the 5th June. I’m planning to take the team out for lunch as a thank you and a job well done. All of them need a good holiday. I’ve gotten management to agree to give them travel vouchers worth RM800. As a lil thank you.

Loads of people from the other department are inquiring to join my department. They is actually need for this but I just don’t have the space to accommodate them. I hear rumours that the company might be seeking space in the new KL Sentral building. I’m hoping the content team gets moved there. I’ve told Lester that I wanted to be Pixar. You know Pixar is under Disney right? They have the freedom of management to do what they want? And I want that. Lester has agreed to it and says he will look into it. Hmmm I can picture it now my own office….

Weekend: I spent the weekend on a training seminar. The title of the seminar was ‘Voice of Leadership’. It was to teach us to be leaders. The seminar was sooooo boring. I caught myself sleeping so many times. His answer for explanation was go look into the Internet. GOD! ! ! We didn’t pay him that much to tell us to go to the Internet. Nevertheless the food t Armada Hotel was quite good. On Sunday they had this amazing dish called ‘roti canai durian’ it was heaven, every mouth full of heavenly bliss

I was the tourist guide for my Pakistan staff. I brought them around time during the evenings of my weekend. We had dinner at Mandarin Oriental at a Chinese Halal restaurant. On the companies budget of course. Its very posh place I must say, I felt a lil out of place.

At night we headed to 1 Utama for late night movie. They treated me to a Golden Class show of Da Vinci code. It was my 1st time watching a movie in Gold Class. A ticket cost RM40. I thought u get all the drink and popcorn u want but that’s not the case u still had to but your own popcorn and drinks. The seats were very comfortable. They were lazy boys. So u had to do a Chandler and Joey thing… and it did feel that good.


Note: I really miss hanging out with my friends I apologise for not meeting or not calling u back. Work is taxing…..

Diary: I'm still alove

Stroll back in time:
Last couple of weeks my colleague handed me a historic CD. He handed me the full 93-minute match of the 1999 UEFA final of Manchester United vs. Bayern Munich. It was the year Manchester won the tremble. It was an amazing sport story. Bayern scored in the first five minutes of the match and then they hold their ground till the very end. As Manchester United fan by the 85th minute you begin to lose hope. Alex Ferguson makes his 1st substitute, he puts Teddy Sheringham in and he scores within minutes and now everyone thinks it will have to go to extra time, but before that 3 minutes is added to the clock. Ole Gunner Slockjear comes in to replace Andy Cole. An in the 2nd minutes of stoppage time he scores. And we win the title; we lived up to his name as Babyface Assassin. Amazing how we won in mere 2 minutes.

I was near SRI MURNI last Saturday. One of my colleagues got married someplace very near to that school. Its amazing how they place has not changed for the past 5 years. It’s still the same hot lil place I know

Work: I’m so caught up with work that I have no time for anyone now. Everyday I come back at 10 at night. I have unhealthy meals. My so-called girlfriend is pissed off with me cause I don’t spend enough time with her. I think I’m not cut off with relationships. I always choose the wrong ones for me. All the free time I have I just want to sleep. Sorry for those I’ve not returned your call. Most likely I was asleep at the time

Diary: Break

Hey Guys,

Life: Its been too longs since I’ve blogged anything. There are good reasons behind it. One, is that I’ve been working hard of the Maxis World Cup project which is set to launch on the 17 May. Officially Celcom has lost the World Cup Media war as Maxis has bought the rights as the official TV sponsor for World Cup 2006. But must say Maxis have been suckered by one of their 3rd parties. They claim having rights for World Cup contents that could be used as official downloads. These pics are the same ones that Celcom is using for their 100 Years World Cup Campaign which you will see plastered all over town.

Besides having a busy schedule. I’ve managed to snuck a small holiday. The company had the annual company trip this year on the 5-7th May. This year was at Langkawi… the land of cheap booze. Yes we were massively sloshed. What was fun was renting a scooter and driving it the whole of Langkawi. Sorry I’ve got NO pictures to share with you. My camera has spoiled and I couldn’t borrow one in time. Langkawi food was not that great except for this place called Wan Thai. The food was excellent. Also I’ve got ghostly stories to share for those who are brave enough at heart. The island is spooked I tell u.

Science: Yesterday I was watching National Geography and they had one of my favourite topics, the GREAT WHITE SHARK. A surfer was attacked by 2 great white; the question was why he was picked among the rest in the ocean surfing at the time. After that ordeal another shark attached him again months later at a different town. What attracted to target this surfer? There were 2 answers to that. 1. He might have a strong electromagnetic pulse discharge which attracts these beast and 2. Could be because he peed too much in the ocean and the shark caught his scent. So next time you’re in a shark-infested ocean do not dare to pee in it

Diary: Its That Heat

Nothing much to report this weekend. But I do lil to speak about humbleness. I guess I’ve forgotten how to be humble and moderate. There was time where if my shoes were torn a little I would just throw it away fixing it was never on my mind. Now being my budget is much more tighter you look for ways to make things last. Over the weekend I had shoe problems all the shoes I owned gave way. Obviously I couldn’t afford new pairs of shoes so I headed to the cobbler in the Mall. The shop was closed. I had no idea where else to go. So I headed to Chinatown, there are so many cobblers there. I got my shoes glued and stitched at a very reasonable price.

As I was near Chinatown I decided to take liberty of the occasion. Mum went around shopping for a new belt and I looked for new CD’s. I got some old favourites like Andy Williams, Frank Sinatra and Nat King Cole. But what I really thought was a prize was getting the new Sergio Mendes Timeless album. I recommend to all who likes Samba… its modernised Samba. For those who’ve seen the Nike Brazilian advert where the whole team shows off their football skills the music behind is from Sergio Mendes and Black Eye Peas.

Diary: Farewell To Friends and Judas

Personal: Nothings happening…. Nothing you guys should know about anyway. But this weekend will see the departure of 2 of my best friends. Yoges will be leaving to greener pastures, he be in Singapore. Now I’ve got a reason to go to Singapore. Another friend I can’t mention. He’ll still be in KL but he parts for other reason. I guess we’ll see each other if out paths cross… Good Luck to both of you. All the best. I’m proud to be friends with you.

Work: Hectic as always, the time to launch Maxis World Cup draws near and I’ve not begun anything. There are loads to do. Its nice to know that I have a long break as 1st of May is Labour Day and on Friday I’ll be flying off to Langkawi for the annual company trip. Loads of planning have been done, very attractive Lucky draw prizes. Holiday Tours have given us a prize where winner gets to stay at any hotel in Malaysia for free.

Spiritual: Oh Boy, they found the Gospel of Judas. For a man who betrayed Jesus isn’t Gospel (Holy Book) a wrong word to use for it. I can’t wait to see what Dan Brown (author of Da Vinci’s Code) can do to exploit the Judas Gospel. For the benefit of those who have no idea what I’m talking about here here’s a short brief. Jesus had 12 disciples and one of ‘em was Judas. He betrayed Jesus for 30 silver coins. We know all of Jesus disciples have written about him and they only found Judas Gospel recently in a Cave someplace.

In this newfound Judas Gospel, he writes saying that he and Jesus was very close and that he was in-trusted to sacrifice Jesus. My question here is if he was so close to Jesus why wasn’t he chosen to lead the disciples, why Simon-Peter? Did the guilt of his so-called sacrifice made him to commit suicide after betraying Jesus? The documentary also said that everyone wrote at that time even Mary of Magdalene which again makes me wonder, If everyone wrote a ‘Gospel’ why cant we find Jesus own Gospel. He must have written too don’t you think. If Jesus wrote I think that would mostly clear out doubts and man would not have to assume what meant.

I thought some more. The Gospel is like their own Blog. Everyone has their own perspective on things. In the bible our of the 12 disciples only 4 became Gospels why? Because they wrote very grandly about him where others just wrote as if he was just a mere man. And there are 4 sides on the cross and as to there be four sides to the world (North, South, East & West).

So how does this affect me, well not much actually? Did Judas betray him or not? Who knows, it happened 2000 years ago. But I think what matters was the end result. For those fortunate enough to have seen South Park there is an episode that gives a message that says, ‘… its not important how he died but how he lived, its by the examples we were to be lived by’

Weird: We’ve see so many American testimonies on TV where people claim aliens were in their bed room and they couldn’t move. Well they’ve got a logical answer to that. In a university in Japan a professor has found out this (explained in Mark’s understanding). When your body sleeps what it does is it disconnects your important nerves, which helps you by not acting out your dream. For those unlucky ones, sometimes you wake u but your body has not re-connected back to these nerves thus the feeling of immobility. For the part where you see aliens next to you, the brain gets screwed up and has hallucination. When they did an experiment in Japan the contestant saw a lady (like in the RING) with a torch in her hand. I think its quite logical don’t you think?

Ramblings: I know this week’s entry is lil long. But tell me this. Why when a woman goes steady with a guy she tries to cut him of from his mates? Anyone??? I’ve got friends who apparently cant hang out with me for a meal anymore, don’t even care what time of the day. I hate the guilt when they tell me they had to argue with their partner to have a couple of hours alone just to hang out with me. Ladies just get it in their thick heads; they need sometime apart from you. Which doesn’t mean he is leaving you for good? He just needs to let out steam by bitching about u, work, etc. I know it would be ideal if he shares with you EVERYTHING but there are things he just needs his man… not to sound gay or anything. For those woman to have their men on a leach why don’t you give them a lil slack, lengthen the leach a bit. Do your dog… I mean your men good.

Accident: One of my close friends recently met into an accident. She was driving in her newly painted Waja when a truck hit her from the side. Luckily she survived the accident but she did sprain her hand badly. Her car, I believe is partially wrecked and I expect the lorry drivers company will be getting her a new car at least. If they didn’t I would like to advise this friend of my to press charges on the company for negligence. To my friend out there whom I know is definitely know is reading this, I wish you speedy recovery I would love to send lilies to you heart but I have no clue where you leave.

Death: Last Tuesday, my uncle passed away, it was Kelvin’s dad. The service was held in St Ignatius church, which is located in Kelana Jaya. The man passed away from a heart attacked. I came to the funeral as a friend not on the right of a nephew. We have no right to judge a man but what I knew is his believes and acts were against mine. I was only there to give Kelvin support. (If your wondering where is the second death I meant the death of Jesus Christ)

My Birthday: Would you believe I had 5 birthday cakes this year, it’s amazing. Lets count them down. My birthday celebration began on Monday where my closest team took me out for lunch in Kiwi and we cut my 1st cake. It was one of those cream sponge cake with fruits on ‘em. On my birthday my girlfriend (2nd Cake) got me an American chocolate cake and my mum (3rd Cake) got me this Chocolate Fudge cake. The day after my birthday, another office staff (4th Cake) of mine got me a homemade chocolate cake and yesterday I cut which I hope is my last birthday cake (5th cake). We got a chocolate banana cake.

This year I didn’t wish for anything. Why cause I think I have all I need. Good friends (although one is leaving soon), an OK family, a real good job, and a girl friend. What else would a guy like me would ask for. A car! ! ! ! Working on it people.

Work: Believe it or not I’ve not been doing actual work for the past week. I’ve been in meetings for the who week. So clearly I’ve got so much pilled up work and I have no idea how I’m gonna finish all of ‘em. Looks like I have to come to work tis Saturday to finish everything… Bummer

Easter: This week everyone married to the Patrick’s gathered to Klang for the annual Easter gathering. It was a potluck function so mum made prawn sambal, Prema made pork vindaloo, Uncle Tony made chicken curry, Aunty B made her assam pedas and my grandmum made some new Indian dish it was egg halves with some kind of sauce on the top. Food was not like Christmas dinner… oh I love Christmas dinner. Strangely the food was quite bland. Lil Michael was there and I must say his voice is changed I think it cracked. He was back to his lil mischief again tiddle taddling on everyone of us who bullied him. It was a fun outing.

Diary: So Far So Good

Work: Oh God where to I begin. We are already going to finish all of our Maxis World Cop 06 projects and it’s going to be time to reap the rewards of it. As usual Maxis is making last minute changes to their system. This Saturday and Sunday was my second Sales training session. They made us take a test to see how great of a sales person we would be and apparently I came up tops… hahahaha now my boss got to give me a shot. That’s after I sort a successor for my team. I’m not sure if I’ve mentioned this but I’ve just got my 1st client Joey Yap (Lillian Too’s arch enemy) and now and a graphics company. I’m on a roll baby

Personal: Love life’s ok I guess taking it very slow. I’m not really sure myself if this really what I want. I played host to my Thai staff who were down for the sales training. I we headed to Poppy where Mel and Yoges were. We danced the night away. Sharon was there too. She obviously snubbed me. Guess she read my blog … hahahaha. But her friends were very friendly and I danced the away with all ‘em (Ladies only). The party ended at 4. God the next day at training was so hard. I only had less that 2 hours sleep. I practically crashed once I reached home.

Spiritual: It was Palm Sunday this weekend. I attended mass in St John’s with my mini palm. It’s my favourite time of the year except Christmas of course, I guess its because of the palms we get to carry and you get to act out the passion play. I like saying the world ‘Crucify Him’. I don’t condone the act but it’s a nice world to say. Say this out loud… GOOD GOD, THE LORD WAS CRUCIFY AND NOW WE STAND TO TESTIFY…. Yeah ! ! ! - That’s sound so good

Diary: A Flirt, New Contacts & A New House

I love flirting; I think it’s the best part before a relationship begins. It’s where you sell yourself nibble by nibble. If you think carefully its more to the lines of Human Marketing (not talking about prostitution here). If you look at I closely this is the point where both parties sell themselves. Some choose false advertising and some withheld information. I try to tell the truth, I’m still flirting with the nameless Malay girl. I kind of like her. I know it won’t last but I like the attention very much and this Malay girl apparently seems wild she has a biting fetish… hmmmm. Too much info there I guess.

This week I’ve noticed that my team mates aren’t quite happy with me I wonder why. But I’m no situation to make everyone happy cause I think I’ve done my very best to accommodate everyone. So here I am now making a stand as a Manager, if your not happy either you deal with it or I’ll take your resignation with no hard feelings. Also this week it was my 5th year with AKN Messaging Technologies. Can you believe that! 5 years ago I was a mere system operator and now I’m a Content Manager. I’m proud of myself.

I was on leave on Friday, Great News to tell you guys. Those close friends of mine would already know but to the general public who reads this blog wouldn’t. The great news is I’ve bought a house and I’ve just put in 10% down payment on it. This is after consulting my feng shui almanac to get the proper time to do so. I saved very hard for this so after April you will see a very much budgeted Mark cause he cant afford his current lifestyle no more. After settling that I was in Midvalley roaming, I watched V for Vendetta which I thought was brilliant and thought provoking. Oh yes, I forgot something important. I went to the optician to get a pair of new glasses but I walked out purchasing a glasses and wearing contacts lens.

Yoges I know your laughing now, remember the time I pretended to put one on, I was hopeless. The optometrist was very kind enough to teach me and most importantly patient on how to put them on and take them off. God, I should have done this long time ago. What was I thinking? It feels a lil awkward though I catch myself trying to straighten my glasses when its not there. I’m getting used to it, it’s amazing how the world is so clear now. Now I can look down without fear my glasses would drop or better still I ca make out without my glasses getting in the way jut like GOD intended. But I think the sales lady was cruel she waited for me to purchase the glasses before she handed me a free trial pair of lenses. Now I’m in a predicament to get the lenses as well which only cause me a mere RM152 for a 7 month pack.

While in Midvalley I saw real nice ties in Top Men, I saw these silver floral ties which I liked very much but it cost RM60. Now I’m no budget so I’ve got to be very careful what I spent on. Hey lil hint… Birthday present. Being naughty ain’t I. I sent 15 ties to be dry clean while I was in Midvaley. It was quite cheap it only cost me RM50 and the outcome was very much satisfactory. At night I hanged out with Melman we talked allot its been a real long time since we hanged out. We ate at Chilies and the later played pool. We watched V for Vendetta. It didn’t matter I’ve already watched it was more for the company. It was funny that we nearly slept off in the cinema as we were all tired.

Diary: The Brother Did What ! ! !

Many weird and great things happen over this week. One of ‘em was Shari came for an interview at my company. I interviewed her, it felt so very awkward, and I was trying to play the strict interviewer but I desperately failed. I kind of know now why Shari has had a bad run with interviews. She kind of stinks, So Shari if your reading this call me up and lets meet up I’ll give you a few pointers, which you desperately need.

Over the weekend I had a date with a nice lovely Malay girl. I can already hear the thoughts in your head. “The brother is whacked”, “The fella promised he would never fall for a Malay girl”… Is that what your thinking or are they any more. Well, here’s my explanation, not that I really owe it to you all anyway. Well there is a saying the more you fight something the more your destined to find yourselves with it. As such I thought why not just embrace it if it happens so be it.

Besides I need to enter the dating scene again, my friend’s aint helping me anyway. So the date was in 1 Utama on a Saturday it was dinner at Itallianiese and then a movie. Dinner I think went well, we exchanged stories we laughed and we talked some more. The food was quite bland, but the stuffed mushrooms still as exquisite as the 1st time I had it. After dinner we headed to the cinema, we watched a Malay movie (duh!) Persona Non Grata staring Hans Isaac and Erra Fazira. It’s a nice movie I must say, great photography and story line, something different. Hans (Ben) is a criminal who flees to Bangkok for double-crossing somebody and joins the triad in Bangkok and jack cars. Erra plays Hey (The 1st word she hears) a woman who flees to Bangkok when she finds out her fiancé is having an affair with an ugly aunty. In Bangkok she meets in an accident and loses her memory. Ben takes care of her. And so the love story begins

After the movie we said our goodbyes I took the cab back. I thought about the date, naaah I’m not going to see her again. She is not my type we really didn’t have anything in common. She was too Malay and well me, I neither here nor there. After a long hot shower I watched some late night TV, thank you Astro for the gift of 24 hour TV. I watched a Tamil movie till early morning.

I slept in on Sunday, I woke up only 10.30, and only my dad was at home. I did my chores early, as I needed to attend mass in the evening. It poured heavily in the evening. The fear of another flood was in every one mind. Mass was as boring as usual, and the church was empty, very few numbers.

Congratulations to my brothers who I think did amazingly well in his STPM. He got 2 A’s and 2 B’s. The dream of being in the medical line is not yet over. I guess he has set a very high benchmark for our family to follow. He’ll do us proud....

Birthday Wish

I'm not sure why you guys are asking me to prepare my wish list on my blog. Are you guys expecting a wild party like last year? Hey I doubt it if I can top that and they were incidents that I would like to be forgotten. I'm kind of wondering if I should have a Birthday Party tis year. Anyway since you guys want my wish so much here it is....

Misc
A Wallet - Kelvin Getting Me This
A Belt Rack
CD WALLET (A BIG ONE)

CD
Any JAZZ CD
Marvin Gaye - The Best Off
Ella Fitzgerald - The Best Off
Jamiroquai - A Funk Odyssey
Jamiroquai - Travelling Without Moving
Jamiroquai - Synkronized
Jamiroquai - The Return of the Space Cowboy
Jamiroquai - Emergency on Planet Earth

DVD
Friends Season 7 - 10
Lillttle Britain Season 1 & 2

Books
Last Templar by Raymond Khoury
Love Eternally by Deborah Wright
Christ the Lord: Out of Egypt by Anne Rice

Shows
Tickets to watch GREASE in MAY

Perfume
DKNY - Green Apple
Guess - The New One
Aqua Huerra

Diary: Trouble Days

Firstly I like to apologize to those who have been trying to contact me on Friday and Saturday but couldn’t. And here are my reasons why. On Friday I dozed off on the couch only to wake up at 3 in the morning and on Saturday it was a classic case of my battery died and you couldn’t reach me. Last week has been very taxing on the content team. We are still short handed. People apparently don’t need jobs these days… What’s more sad is I can see my team cracking under the pressure and I can’t do anything to stop it. Last week I had attended a business seminar in Armada. It was held on Saturday and Sunday, initially I was bumped out as I though there goes my weekend but after joining the seminar it was kind of refreshing to learn stuff and now I’m much more knowledgeable.

After the seminar on Saturday and some of my colleagues headed to Serendah for Marina’s wedding. Boy, was it so far away 63km we counted. Marina looked lovely as always. The wedding food was so good especially the daging rendang. On Sunday I headed to Petaling Street to get some CD’s amazingly they have really old collections like ABBA, Barry White and Earth Wind and Fire. Whatever happened to Juelz Santana and Chris Brown?

Diary: Party ! ! !

Work
World Cup is already showing of its ugly head in my company, don’t get me wrong World Cup is an amazing tournament but the people holding the license in Malaysia are just asses. Heads up there will be a BIG competition with Celcom and Maxis when the World Cup closes in. Both parties have much tom prove. Maxis soon advertise my 1st World Cup project on the 10th. This of course is a rush job, as Maxis people couldn’t just make up their mind on what they truly want. And what was worst our Maxis representative has a problem saying no to Maxis and when he decided to take a stand it was the wrong one. He nearly cost us a loss of huge amount of money.

Personal Life
I finally got the dinner jacket I’ve been looking for from Zara. Now I can strike that of the list of things that I want. Last week saw me easing back into society. It began with Odelia passing my name card to a girl I have a crush on. This girl works in Seimens and has lunch at Commons everyday. I have no idea how she got hold of my name card but I was quite embarrassed

On Friday I was suppose to party with Melman in Zouk but due to circumstances we were back at Thai Club celebrating Esther birthday which none us knew of. Melman came with his friends. There was one point of the party where I was left alone to mend the table and of course I was dancing alone like a fool. I did question myself what am I really doing here. Nick being a romantic celebrated his girlfriend’s birthday in style. He got her I think 200 roses, it was huge. He also got her a cute doggy cake. Those two really look good together. I was surprised to meet yogi at Thai club; he then invited me to Poppy and I honestly ditched Mel. I know it’s a bad but you got to do what you got to do. I sense Mel is changing for the better and I wish him well.

(Contents may be exaggerated to my liking)
Now Poppy was a whole different scene, you could smell the seductivity in the air, the crowd was a live, the woman was more appealing. I hanged with Yoges and Raj. It was my first time drinking Dewars I think. Yoges group had some hot single woman looking for company. We danced the night away, the party ended at 6am in a coffee shop in Jalan Alor. What was great about that night was not just the ladies it was that I spoke to Yoges. Its been a along time we hanged and talked… just talked. It was great.

On Saturday I woke up disorientated, at about 11. I was to meet Kelvin at Sg Wang at 12. I got ready got myself some excel to help my dehydrated body. I must say my brain wasn’t really with me. I got a huge load of DVD’s and then it was lunch in Secret Recipe. I had the Irish lamb stew. It was quite nice. After lunch I headed back home, I needed to more sleep. I woke up around 8-ish. I was off for another party. A private one, a ladies party and I was the only guy in that party. I love the attention. There was a point I thought I was a stripper…

Next day I headed to church to wash my sins away. It was just the 3 brothers attending mass. We sat at the back, it was fun. Why? Cause we were together. You cant hardly see us 3 together except for obligation days. What was more fun was before the mass ended the temple across St Joseph’s church had some kind of procession and they stopped for sometime in front of church. They were playing the drums, which the Indian part of me couldn’t stop shaking to the beat. What was funnier my 2 brothers were dancing to the beat. That’s in church. I know, we are going to hell.

Ramblings
Last couple of days I dreamt of a coffin and I knew who it was inside, it was a close friend of mine. One of my friends gave me this web site to see what it meant. I thought it was weird of me to dream such a thing so I gave it a go. Apparently the coffin represents the end of a relationship. It doesn’t mean death but it means that the relationship with the person has come to an end. So to that friend so long and God Bless.

Obviously after this matter it was only normal to thing about funeral. How would you like to have your own funeral? Yeah you wouldn’t be there to enjoy it but I bet you’ve thought about it some point in your life. Well let me share you mine. When I die I would like my friends and family to please dress up well for my funeral. Asian funerals are so lame. Please do Black and White if possible. It’s the best thing you can do to send me off properly. In church I would like the entrance song to be Sergio Mendez. –Magdalena. You guys don’t have to sing let the music play. Id also like a small eulogy, yeah you guys know I’m lil vain.

I would like to be buried when the priest is done with his rights I would like Snoop Dogg’s – Next Episode be played in the cemetery while you leave. Something that I guess would uplift the spirit. Something for you to talk about while you leave.

Simon Cowell

Simon Cowell is famous for American Idol or Pop Idol/X Factor for those living in the U.K. He is responsible for many talent some of them would be Westlife and now his new favorite IL DIVO. Simon is a smart man; he made Westlife popular by getting them to sing past hits song in their own rendition. If you look at most of Westlife’s song list I guess 80% of hit are remakes. Now with IL DIVO he uses the same method to make this group popular but with a twist. Use a foreign language; the public has no clue what they singing anyway. All Simon had to do was to find 4 mannequin-looking guys with good opera voices and make them sing Un break My Heart by Toni Braxton, that woo-ed the crowed.

On the other hand on the American Idol, for those who have been watching tis season (A MUST WATCH). Simon is definitely setting the bar high for the contestants and I agree with him. All the contents needs to stand out as this year we do have the finest crop of them all. I’m rooting for the ladies especially for Lisa Tucker. Her voice is amazing.

Diary: Whos Money Is This

Last Saturday I was shocked to a HUGE amount of $$MONEY$$ in my account. I have no idea whose money it is. Its definitely not mine. I couldn’t go to the bank cause I didn’t have my bank book with me and I don’t know my account number. I’m planning to keep in there till end of the month if no one takes it back then its mine.

I was in KLCC on Saturday, I’d didn’t want to stay at home although my flu hadn’t gotten any better. I first paid my maxis bill which was about to hit the limit, Maxis has some kind of party but it wasn’t really my scene after maxis I headed to Best Denki to scout for Marina’s wedding presents. I saw a couple of stuff but I didn’t get any, I headed to the cinema to see what was playing and I was happy to meet Theresa my old Catechism teacher. She was in line; I got her to get me a ticket for Fun with Dick and Jane. She wanted to watch Walking in the Line, the Johnny Cash movie.

We parted separate ways I headed to Chilies for lunch. It was weird that the whole of KLCC was not packed at all. Chilies were practically empty. I didn’t enjoy my food, I guessed because it was the flu. After lunch it was to the movies. The movie was a so-so for me. It wasn’t really that good. I expected more from Jim Carrey. The man looks old and more like Clint Eastwood. It was a good script.

After the movie I walked aimlessly around KLCC. I got some toiletries from guardian and Marina’s wedding gift. I walked in to ZARA and I finally found the jacket I’m been looking for, it was RM 385. On the spur of the moment I went to pay for it on my credit card. It would accept, I had no idea why? I was so embarrassed I walked out of the shout. I did think of using the RM9500 I so mysteriously have but I didn’t I just told myself it wasn’t meant to be now I regret not getting it. I want that jacket. This week I’m heading back to ZARA to get it. Good God let it be there.

I flowed mum to mass that evening, my priest is back from his convention. It amazes me that he thinks we miss him... poor soul. After mass we headed the food court for dinner, as mum didn’t cook anything. Alex and I got nasi lemak mum didn’t want to eat anything.

Sunday, I woke up at 8 for a walk. Sentul’s real quite place although they’re a lot of people. After the walk I headed to the market to get a loaf of bread and breakfast for mum. Sunday was a lazy day. Mum made her famous prawn curry balls. Those things are amazing all soaked up with the gravy just a burst of curry waiting to happen.

Diary: Flu, Flem & Fever

Sorry really haven’t had the time to blog last couple of weeks. I have been really under the weather. It was bad this time, I guess my body is getting an update on its virus pattern cause had the fever, the flu, sore throat and a real bad cough. Work was not that taxing, Lester amazingly understanding, as I am short handed and I was really sick. Interview sessions are going on every single day. It will be a matter of time till I get my new crew. Speaking of that, I’m proud to say I’ve added the term ‘Indians encouraged to apply’ in my advertisement. Trying not to be a racist or anything but if you look at the classifieds it always say Malays or Chinese encouraged to apply but never Indians. As such I was proud to me many of hope to be first.

Grease the musical will be in Malaysia in May. I plan to go anybody wants to go with me? To be honest most of my friends are not really into theatrical shows besides the tickets for this is quite steep. Most likely I’ll be going alone but anyone wants company please keep in mind.

CSI: Las Vegas is back with a brand new season. Warrick is married (Surprise! Surprise!), I didn’t know Catherine had a thing for him. I wonder whom he married to… I think this year Grissom will get some action with the new police officer (cant remember her name). Friends are back with its final season; everyone is leaving to do their thing now. Phoebe is married, Chandler and Monica are moving to the suburbs, Rachel’s leaving to Paris to work for LV; Joey is also leaving to L.A (I think). That’s how you break the group up…. Sigh. What will we do without Friends? It’s so into our system that we are able characterize others or ourselves to the character. How many of you have said these words… He’s like Chandler? Or worst still she is as weird as Phoebe? What I’ll miss most is actually the theme music. You can always catch me singing along to the theme, after 10 years its still is catch as it 1st played.

Talking of sitcoms I must give my kudos to 2 of the local series one has to be kopitiam series, I’m talking about the early years of Kopitiam before Joanna Bessy was thin and sexy. They had catchy theme music as well. The second one is the new KL Night on 8TV. I must say its lil rough on the edges but I’m hoping it will be smoother as the programme goes along. Really depicts the lifestyle of KL people.

18,000 hopefuls vying for chic Nokia mobile phones

Guess who came out in the Newspaper recenty... Of course your truly

This article is from The Star Online
URL: http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2006/2/14/central/13380811&sec=central

Diary: I'm So Lazy

This week I was quite lazy to go back to work. Knowing the fact that I’ve had a long holiday for Chinese New Year. I promised to meet up with Peggy but I guess I broke that promise cause I just couldn’t find the time. This week was Lenny’s last day in AKN Mtech. He is leaving to greener pastures and I do wish him best of luck. Before Lenny left he did put me into perspective. He said I am not No 1; there is always someone better in the game. I guess he is right, kind off true. I’m not NO 1 but I got to strive to be no 1.

With Lenny gone I’m without a wingman. I feel the lost but life goes on. Thank you Notorious B.I.G. for keeping me in check. The new album is amazing. The guy is dead but he still has amazing songs, I guess thanks to technology. Last Friday I had to take an emergency leave to sort some important stuff, I had some bank issue that I needed to care of. That night it was Sharon’s birthday. She was kind enough to invite me; the party was to begin at 10.30-11.00


I met Mel at 9 at Thai club; I got the presents for her birthday. We drank and we talked about what things that has happened. I also met Boon Siong the newly married guy with his buddies. Yogi came some time later. We were waiting for Sharon to arrive at Poppy to begin the party, but knowing that woman she was late, Mel called it quits after 12. He headed back home I stayed back. Sharon only came at 1.30. I was really disappointed, as a host you have guest to entertain. I came I mingled for a while and I left it was too late and too crowded.

Oh Yeah CONGRATULATIONS Shari for passing her examinations. Welcome to the working life now.

Short Story: Valentines Day Part 1

Where: Alexis Bar
Date: 14 February
Day: Tuesday a.k.a. Valentines Day


It was the dreaded Valentines Day and I was feeling low, work had been shitty and it’s been a year since my last relationship. I needed a drink and I needed want fast. I headed to Alexis, they had a jazz quartet; the music soothed me along with the glass of vodka in my hand. The place was crawling with love birds, ‘Suckers’ I thought celebrating over price everything on a day a Saint is killed maliciously. Sometime during the night my eye caught this bunch of people at the bar. There were 4 guys in posh suits along with a beautiful slender woman. She was obviously bored with her crowd. We exchanged glances. She smiled and I turned away. I sneaked a peek, she was wearing a red dress with I must say it came with a high cut. She was playing around with her lime in her martini. She caught me looking at her and smiled again. I smiled back.

The guy next to her was her boyfriend, he tried to include her in their conversation but she was reluctant. She must be a romantic I figured, maybe she wanted the attention on Valentines Day, all women do anyway. She looked and me and this time I smiled, I noticed her drink was finished and I got the bartender to send her another martini. She accepted it, the boyfriend didn’t notice it either I guess he was too engrossed with his friends. She mouthed to me thank you and I nodded with my glasses raised and I took a sip and so did she. I would have walked over and introduced myself if she was alone but she was with her boyfriend and my rule is never disturb a couple.

So all I could do was to look at her and smile, we were flirting with our eyes I guess. She excused herself from her party and then headed to the bathroom. She said ‘Hi’ on the way to the toilet and I just choked like any typical male. Five minutes later, someone sat next to me and it was her, she said hi again. I looked at her part and her boyfriend was still engrossed with his friends. I said hi back. She ordered another martini and I had the same as well. She introduced herself to me; her name was Shamayne Leelawati she worked for a leading magazine company as an Editor. I felt belittled. I introduced myself and we began talking we had so much in common. I guess being an Editor; books would be one of them. It was funny that we have nearly the same taste in them and what was weirder we are reading the same book currently Tash Aw’s Silk Harmony Factory.

She said her boyfriend brought his clients to what was suppose to be their romantic diner. I sympathized with her. We talked on so many things but at one point I just tuned out all I could think of was to reach out to her and give her a kiss. She was definitely enjoying herself with me I guessed, she was laughing and after 3 martinis each, that’s where the trouble began her boyfriend finally noticed she was missing and began looking for her. He came to us all smiles and introduced himself. Shamayne was in a ‘Happy State’ and wasn’t really in the mood to leave. I didn’t do anything, it wasn’t my place. He wanted to leave immediately; he raised his tone of voice. I looked at bartender trying not to be involved. Shamayne’s voiced too raised she was saying stuff like how dead their relationship is and how she wants it to be over. The guy shouted ‘FINE ! ! !’ and stormed out of the bar. Shamayne looked at me smiled and ordered 2 tequila shots, we both downed it and she pulled me to the dance floor.

It had been ages since I’ve danced. Shamayne hold me close as the singer on the stage her rendition of Frank Sinatra’s - Dancing Cheek to Cheek. The crowd was looking at us, who wouldn’t after such a commotion and we were the only ones on the dance floor. Everyone must be thinking I ruined their relationship. I could help but notice that Shamayne smelled good, she smelt of fruits…wild fruits. I looked into her eyes and I lost myself in her dreamy eyes. There was connection that night that I couldn’t understand. I wanted to kiss those lips and I gathered all of my courage and came closer, Shamayne closed her eyes and collapsed in my arms.

Movie: Keeping Mum

British comedy has always been more intellectual not like the American more simplistic with sex and fart jokes. Keeping Mum has a star cast, which is Rowan Atkinson (The infamous Mr Bean), Kristin Scott Thomas (The English Patient), Maggie Smith (one of Professor from Harry Potter) and Patrick Swayze (Dirty Dancing). Absent-minded Reverend Walter Goodman (Rowan Atkinson), his dissatisfied wife Gloria (Kristin Scott Thomas), and their two children, Holly and Petey, awaits the arrival of their new housekeeper, Grace Hawkins (Maggie Smith). Gloria is a woman struggling to cope. Her teenage daughter's a nymphomaniac, her young son's the perennial target for the local bullies, and her marriage to Walter has long-since dwindled into monotony. It's no wonder she's failing to resist the advances of her handsome, American, lothario of a golf pro, Lance (Patrick Swayze). What this family needs is salvation. And fast. It comes in the form of "Grace Hawkins", a gentle motherly woman with a smile for everyone and an answer for everything. But Grace is not all she seems... (Think of a dark Marry Poppins)

Diary:Brief Happenings

This week briefly I was visited by close relatives, I visited some close relatives, Went to a government office and got myself sloshed as I was a lil down and bored. I watched ‘IT” to those who have no idea what I’m talking about. ‘IT’ is the horror tele-movie that scared me shitless in the 1980’s. I was fortunate enough to get a copy for myself. I watched it late night and I was surprised to see the cast. There was young Seth Green who appeared to be tall in the movie, the dad in 8 Simple Rules and the mum in Smallville. Needless to say the graphics was such a joke as I watched it with my brother. Till this day I hate clowns because of this movie. Thank you Stephen King

And or course I spent a wonderful afternoon with Shari. We had lunch at Chillis and a movie (‘Keeping Mum’). We later went to Best Denki to get a rice cooker we were joking how funny we looked like and if Mel we to find us here he would have definitely something to say. On Sunday, I had trouble waking up to attend mass. I just felt it was not the place to be, I left after communion. I headed to McD for breakfast. I needed strong coffee and McD had that and it was refillable. After 2 cups and the Sunday Mail I headed back home did my chores wrote a short story and watched Juara lagu. I was happy to see Jac win. Indian woman doing us proud and she made Mawi sing her song. Both of them should have a face out. No sms bullshit cause we know who would win but judges, professional unbiased judges.

Movie: The Election

I love gangster movies; there is something about organized crime that I’m quite interested and quite drawn too. Unfortunately gangster-ism movies come in race, the Italian the Russian, the Indian, the Chinese, etc. Ever since I was exposed to these types of movie I’ve always kept special spot for the Chinese gangster movie. It something about tradition, honor and loyalty that I find captivating. The 1st Chinese gangster movie I watched was Young and Dangerous (1-6) they don’t make those kind of movies any more.

This movie was very subtle. But it still has the core essence of a gangster movie. The story is about 2 candidates up for the post of Chairman of the triad group. One tries to bribe his was through and another does it correctly. I won’t give much away but the story line was well written and the choice of characters well casted. Please do watch the movie as I believe the DVD is out on sale.

Diary: Weary Mind

This whole week I’ve been going around town meeting content providers. So I was only in the office half the day. As my appointments we like 9-10 ish I had the opportunity to lie in bed much longer and join the mass public in the use of public transportation. I expected a great big uncivilized crowd rushing to enter the train but to my amazement I found people queuing up nicely behind the yellow lines and taking turns to enter. There were no guards enforcing anything it was just the mass following the rules. This made me very proud of the people of Malaysia, they have evolved.

Last couples of weeks I’ve been having problems with work, it’s like a whirlwind, I feel I have lost control of my team and can’t breathe. I’ve received a resignation letter from one of my team members which is a great blow for me. The team member to me is quite important to me, he is leaving to greener pastures and I wish him all the best. I’m beginning to doubt myself. How do I pick myself up from all of this? I now need to get out of the box and look from a different view. But my lazy ass doesn’t want to move from the box…..

I’ve noticed these days I’m procrastinating things I can do now. I need to kick this habit before I’m divulged by it. My finance to seem to be shitty, people who owe me money can’t pay me back. I swear to myself I’m not going to borrow money to anyone anymore, even though they are my best friend. I blame myself for this predicament, I brought myself here. Too much living for the moment. Now I’m thinking of a future, I want to move ahead and I can’t move ahead without fixing my problems of today….

Political Ramblings

Over the last couple of weeks, religion in Malaysia has been highlighted on the front page of our local newspaper. Spouses fighting on burial rights and the fight of the syariah law against the civil law. Being Indian you can say that I’m on one side of they fence and I wish to have equality. Although it is said that Malaysian have equal right but secretly we all know that the government always help the Malay community. I’m trying not to be racist but last couple of days you see the facts. The 9 ministers who were to appeal to the Prime Minister at the last minute declined because of National Security, What does that mean?

It is about time the government deal with this matter and not sweep it under the rug anymore. In this time and age where I think the community is open enough to discuss it. I am looking forward for a peaceful revolution, where all the non-Muslim communities stand up for their rights and ask for the equality that we deserve. Of course this will be hard. Things just seem to die down after sometime. The other problem I see is that we a governed by old & experience people where their values on religion is much more stronger that the younger generation, as such they would not want to budge from their value.

Our Prime Minister I believe is a reasonable man, not like our previous Prime Minister who was always I thought very confrontational. Pak Lah reminds me of Tai Chi, he projects a balance. I believe he will be able to make a just decision when it comes to this matter so for the mean time we are only to wait… (For how long?) There is apart of me there is also worried that if a revolution were to take place would it be like May 13. The unspoken day in Malaysian History…..
Food for though for you guys out there

Diary: Another week

The week has been good on me, I was busy with work and all but one can’t complain. My ongoing Bangladesh project is taking a toll on me. I always find myself telling myself I want to give up. The Bangladesh representatives are such dumb asses. They have no clue on the business and they expect to do it their way. Last Friday was Jaznizah’s last day, it said that married people can’t work in AKN, it will be a matter of time for i. you break up with your partner ii. Or you leave the company. I do wish her all the best and I hear she is going to be a mum. Best of Luck.

Last Saturday I headed to KL Convention Centre for the Petronas 3 on 3 Basketball. Petronas paid a big sum of money for this project, due to it being a rush project and all. I met Zaifah, Jaya and Joyce there they were maintaining the system there but behind the curtain Daryl was watching the dedication the service. I guess the whole event went smoothly. Thank God

Sunday was church day, we headed to St Anthony. Mum had prayed for Alex for his STPM and I guess some payment was in order. The church was now painted and renovated. It looks good. Mass was celebrated in 3 languages so the sermon was 3 times long.


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Diary: New Yeah, Sabah and a Wedding

This New Year I did something quite different. I attended midnight mass. There weren’t lot of people anyways, all partying I’d suppose. This year I didn’t feel like partying as I had nothing to celebrate. I have 3 major resolutions that I would really one to keep. But I’m thinking of dropping one as I think I could never stay away from it. Melman had booked tickets for a holiday to Sabah with Sylvester he was to leave on the 3rd of January. I was thinking should I follow him; he did extend him invitation to me. I decided not to, but on the 3rd of January when everybody was heading to work I was heading to the airport in the spur of the moment. I called up the airline got my tickets and then I called Mel and told him I was coming. It was my 1st Air Asia flight and I must say it was pretty bad. I dint like that the chairs could not recline it seats to accommodate my comfort ability.

The flight was 2 hours and 45 minutes which I spend reading. I reach Sabah at about 10pm. I was quite hungry. I was not going to spend RM6 for Maggie Mee. Mel and Sylvester were glad to receive me. They came in the 4x4 truck. We headed to Tanjung Aru and my 1st sign of civilization was the sign of SFC in bright red color. We headed to the hawker centre for dinner. After dinner we headed to the Hotel. I checked in and we headed to the clubs to Party. And at that I leave my trip be. I came back on Saturday.

My old school mate was getting married on Saturday. It was like an MBSS re-union. I met old friends and school mate. Apparently no one could recognize me. Old Nick names us being called. I really forgot my nick was ‘Ah lok’. It was a wonderful dinner and wedding.

Thank You For the Presents

Hey,

Thank you for the gifts I got for Christmas

Tie Hanger - Kelvin
Book: The innocent - Harlen Coben - Kelvin
Book: The Harmony Silk Factory - Tash Aw - Shari
CD: Notorious B.I.G. - Alex
DVD: FRIENDS (Season 3-4) - Mark(Myself... Hehehe)
Glass - Caroline
A Mug - Secret Santa
A Philips Shaver - Mum (Finnaly)
Shirt: Indian Shirt - Marcia

Diary: My Christmas

I’m back from my two week long break. A break I believe that I was entitled too. Although I was called several time on the 1st week of holiday and I had to pop in one day. I think it was still good in the hood. Christmas was such a memorable one. We attended the midnight mass at St Josephs. Mass was boring as usual. After mass we headed back home, opened a bottle of wine had fruit cake and chocolates. We opened our presents; I got my shaver that I’ve been wanting for so long. Yippee!! Alex got a vest and shirt from me and Andrew got an Adidas Jersey. Dad got a DVD box-set of the Secret of Bible where else Mum got the greatest hits of Shania Twain and a Power Yoga VCD.

In the morning Andrew got us Wanton Noodles for breakfast. We got up quite early; mum was busy in the kitchen finishing up her pot luck dish. By 10 o’clock we left headed to Klang. We reached Klang by 11, Aunt B and I headed to Tesco to get some wine. By 12 everyone came with their dishes and all. Mama made a stuffed gourde curry and veggies, Aunt B made prawns, Uncle Tony brought Kicap Chicken, Aunty Pat made her Mutton varaval and chicken kuzi(her specialty), my mum made beef rending. You can see if was loads to eat, it was a feast that we all enjoyed. After lunch it was time to open more presents. All of us took our turns giving presents away and opening them.

At night we headed to Uncle Tony’s place for dinner. He had an open house where he invited his neighbors, work mates and family members. We had a nice dinner. Uncle Tony chatted with me asking how I was and all. He told me that he was quite happy to see me grow well. He also said he was proud to see Alex do his STPM and Andrew getting 6A in his PMR.

The next day, it was leftover of the feast we had on X’mas. We went to get Aunt B a brand new PC. Now her PC is quite a kick ass one. The night we had dinner at Annie’s place. After dinner we headed home.

Christmas Message

Christmas is near and just like the Lord says is best we forgive and forget. I would like to apologize to all those I’ve intentionally or unintentionally hurt in my blog or just in your face. 2005 have been kind to me. I’m a Manager now? Who ever thought I would ever reach this height. There was even a time I was too lazy to find a job. I look forward to 2006. I wish everyone (my friends + and blog readers) a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Yeah . May the year 06 bring you joy and a step to maturity of life.

Bystander's View

I know of a friend who her fiancé wanted to break off with her for something quite trivial when I heard about it my heart leaped of anger and desperation. Anger on how he could threaten this woman as such. Is marriage a joke? That you can pull back when you want to? There was a sec where I was worried about her and asked should I step in and ask her hand in marriage? Then reality kicked my ass and I was back to my senses. I and this gal have been really friends for a long time. I began to ask myself questions like how do betray such a friendship of so long? So now I’m a by stander in her dilemma watching her by the sidelines only allowing myself to comfort her with my words.

Movie: Roll & Bounce

"Roll Bounce," a kid-oriented comedy set in the summer of 1978 on the South Side of Chicago.The star is Bow Wow, formerly Lil Bow Wow, now an actor and not a bad one at that. He plays Xavier, a 14-ish boy who spends his summer days skating with his friends at the old Palisade Garden Roller Rink. The Palisade is closing, though, forcing the boys uptown to a more prosperous-looking disco-skating rink, where the kids wear nicer skates and make fun of the poor kids from the South Side. X and his pals -- trash-talking Junior (Brandon T. Jackson), Puerto Rican Naps (Rick Gonzalez), mixed-race Mike (Khleo Thomas), non-descript Boo (Marcus T. Paulk) and tomboy Tori (Jurnee Smollett) -- are aware that at the new place, they are in the presence of royalty: Sweetness (Wesley Jonathan), a skater so good he has his own entourage and theme music. He and his team have won the rink's Skate-Off every year, but X and the gang want to give him a run for his money and win the $500 prize.

The movie has great music and some how or rather Bow Wow reminds me of lil Micheal Jackson

Opinion: Church Choir

As a fervent Catholic (yes I hear you laughing) I’ve been to many churches and their masses. I believe a good mass is made of a good priest who shares his sermon well with the congregation and the choir who emotionally enrich our souls. We all can name a few good priest or 2 who does that to us, but how many of you can name me a good church choir. In Malaysia the church choir has lost its meaning, their voices do not stand out from the congregation. Tower Records motto is ‘No Music, No Life’ same goes to a mass. If there’s no proper music the congregation is dead. I think these days the church keeps a choir just for the sake of having one.

What do I expect from a choir? Well, I expect to be moved by the choir. I expect my spirits be lifted up. Haven’t you guy’s watched Sister Acts franchises or any black movies that involves church going? And said damm I wished my church choir was that good or at least half that good? There is nothing I can do to make my church choir any good nor am I bothered to do so. I think I’m living in a time where no one really cares a shit and things like choirs aren’t worth it.

Christmas Wish List

Hey,

Thank you for the gifts I got for Christmas

1. Tie Hanger - Kelvin
2. Book: The innocent - Harlen Coben - Kelvin
3. Book: The Harmony Silk Factory - Tash Aw - Shari
4. CD: Notorious B.I.G. - Alex
5. DVD: FRIENDS (Season 3-4) - Mark(Myself... Hehehe)
6. Glass - Caroline
7. A Mug - Secret Santa
8. A Philips Shaver - Mum (Finnaly)
9. Shirt: Indian Shirt - Marcia

Poem: A Lovers Touch

Thoughts as soft as velvet gently drift into my mind,
Reminiscent lover's touch, another place and time;
My body aches to hold you close,
my heart beats pure & fast,
I embrace the feel of your sweet taste, to have you here at last.

Fingertips carressing as the passion starts to rise,
the love you're making to me shines softly through your eyes,
as I feel you deep within me & I'm lost in all your charms,
the only place my heart desires is the comfort of your arms...

Diary: Christmas Shopping

Last Friday, was our 1st training session for the inter-departmental futsal tournament. All the ladies and the men joined in for a training session held in the Footy Futsal in Kelana Jaya. On Dec 17 the match begins. 5 team compete among each other of the AKN Mtech Cup. I being the organizer and all didn’t attend as I had to attend Kelvin’s Birthday party in Bangsar the Rox. The infamous Rox, the Indian pub. To all who knows me that is one thing I’m quite terrified about Indian pubs, as anything bad can happen. I was surprised to see that Kevin is back with his girlfriend. I must say I wasn’t quite that please with her to begin with but one has the right to express his opinion. I left after a couple of drinks, I left with Mel to Bar Fly where we sent the rest of the evening there.

The next day I had some very important errands to run but I overslept. We left Bar fly quite late, I think I reached home at about 4 in the morning. With a quick bath and change I headed to Midvalley. After running my errands I headed to Carrefour to get a Christmas tree for the office. I got a pre-decorated tree for RM60 sand then headed to Sg Wang to replenish my DVD stock. I got Friends season 2 now, 7 more to go. Watching friends I can’t help telling myself I’m so like Chandler. Saturday was that.

Sunday I attended mass at St John’s by myself. Mass was boring as usual they had the priest with the stroke celebrating mass. Someone should really decommission him; it’s so hard to understand what he is actually trying to say. But I guess wit the shortage of priest we will just have to do. After mass I headed to KLCC for breakfast at SFC. I had my favorite Caramel Cappuccino and croissant ham sandwich. With my paper in my hand had a very nice and quite breakfast. When the stores were open it was Christmas shopping time. I got some nice stuff, shopping is therapeutic. I got pressies for Mum, Alex, Andrew, Melman, Kelvin, Michelle, and the rest of the gang. I also visited the KL Convention Centre PC Fair. It’s a very nice place lil on the posh side, very big and has a wonderful view of the park. It was surprising to see lots of St Joseph parishioners shopping in KLCC

Movie: Harry Potter and The Goblet of Fire

As the whole world claim the new installment of Harry Potter is the best of them all. I might agree but I would strongly say that the movie was not brought to life as I would have liked. Being a Potter fan myself this was my favorite title among the 6 books which has been published. One thing I noticed that lots of the book had been chopped off to cater to the Hollywood market. After seeing the movie I left with the sense of something that was missing. It was like the movie wasn’t really complete. All in all the movie was good, Hermione was sexy and we got to see a lil more femininity in her. The jealousy of Ron surges when he sees her with Viktor Krum and Harry is dumbstruck with Cho Chang who by the way lays it thick with her Scottish accent. As the author J. K. Rowling, is living in England I believe her environment has influenced her writing. It’s not every time you see a white guy eying a Chinese gal or bringing 2 Indian gals to prom. Hip, Hip Hooray for Asian gals. Now Asian men have to buck up.

The movie might have been good but my imagination when I read the book was greater.

Games: Bikini Clad Falling Woman

This one quite freeky for me. The woman drops in a never ending pit bouncing of some cussion bubbles. Its really addictive

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My current favorite show to watch other than CSI, House and ED is to watch Jamie Oliver School Dinners. Jamie has taken it on himself to teach the cooks/dinner ladies how to cook healthy and stay away from Fried Chips, nuggets and processed meat. He really had a hard time changing the mindset of these people. Let it be known that the British idea of breakfast is either everything drench with oil or a simple coke and a mars bar. Yes they are horrid but I guess our 'nasi lemak' and 'roti canai' isn't that great either is it? The biggest challenge Jamie faced was actually getting the children to taste the food. It wasn't like Jamie served you some kind of mush but it was real proper food like spaghetti Bolegnese, Lemon roasted chicken, Roasted lamb, Mashed potatoes and greens. These are meals where we pay about RM30 for a plate at least, Jamie has done an amazing budget of 0.37 pence per kid. Parents these days just lets kids be and let them take on their own path and hope they take the right path. How would the kids know? Parents should intervene.

What else amazed me that the kids didn't respect the food. Some chose not to eat at the canteen which I'm ok with and some threw away their food. Loads of em'. It made me think of my old days where my Aunty Pat now with her new grandson has lifted her to the status of Patti Pat forced us to eat something new. If she had to shove it down our throats so be it. My mum made sure my plate was clean before I could leave the table. My family has really thought me the value and how to respect it. I never waste it, but of course I do know a friend who loves wasting fod eventhough her mum has cooked it. Back to my story, the students held a protest to bring back oily nuggets and chips back to the menu some parents called the school to complain and ask them to give these students back this kind of food. Thankfully the principal didnt budge and let Jamie do what he does best.

Now Jamie's new challenge is to train 60 school lunch ladies to do the same in other schools. And whats worst is that most of them hate cooking healthy foods as well......

Diary: Maggie ! my Goddess

Last Sunday I met up with Mel in 1 Utama. We wnet to watch Drahon Squad although it was quite tempting to go watch Harry Potter. The movie was such a let down compared the the amazing thriller. I think its such a miracle to see a fat guy (Sammo Hung) be able to run and do Kung Fu moves lightning fasdt. I wish Lenny was like that... hahahaha. The plot of the movie was very weak and it wasn't really captured on the film brilliantly. But what made the movie worth my ticket price was to see Maggie Q ( The pic). She had very lil/no lines to that film, she played a sniper and a good one too. God she is so an ICON. I believe even though if I was rich and had a personality she would still be out of my league. Above all the movie sucked, the music director needed to be kicked in his arse as his choice of music was terrible.

After the movie had lunch at this Hong Kong themed restaurant and we just talked, male bonding in progress. Mel later left me at Concorde where I was so attend mr Ecng wedding dinner. There were lots of AKN and ex AKN staff there so you could say it such a happy gathering. The food was excellent. He must have spent a bomb on the wedding cost. There was free boos but I limited myself to 2 glasses as I've promised myself. I was seated in the management table like I really needed too but lukily I had Lester and Lenny. We were joking around. It was a nice wedding. I got a call from an old friend on Friday inviting me to his wedding. Boy of boy arent everyone getting married. Am I really missing something here. I feel like I'm in KL Sentral and I've lost my direction where everone else is cathing on the 'right' train.

Christmas Is Here

Its in every shopping mall you go into everywhere in KL Christmas is in the air. The wreaths are up and so are the Christmas tree. Ornaments hang on the tree bright lights shine. Seeing Santa and the reindeer everywhere I see makes me feel like a small kid. Feels warm, giggly in a way for me. Christmas is the best time of the year for me, it feels magical to me. Being the most corporate holiday ($$) the meaning has definitely been lost. Christmas is the celebration of Jesus Christ but somewhere along the line that has been forgotten by the public. Now non Christian folk celebrate Christmas associated with this red tubby guy called Santa (look left). Its amazing the definitions I get from my non Christian folk when they tell me what Christmas is all about. One of my friends said that Christmas was about exchanging gifts. Yes, he is actually right in a way; that’s the commercial way. The way how the corporate companies has led us to believe so that they can increase their quarterly profits.

I too am sucked by this escapade. Ever since getting a JOB, I was officially removed from the getting gifts part from some of my relatives and I had to give out gifts to family and relatives. I think that’s where apart of me grew up and I lost a little feeling of Christmas. I guess most of you will agree with me that celebrating your festive holidays when you were young was the best. We had nothing to care about. Christmas shopping, getting that new attire for Christmas Mass. Opening the presents on Christmas Day or just up to mischief with your cousins at your grand mum place. Good Times I must say, I wonder what ever happened to it. How did we grow up an lose this precious feeling. I still enjoy Christmas shopping but now I got to be aware of my budget. I guess that’s just it. We just care too much on these ‘important’ stuff that it clouds us from the original meaning/feeling.

Adult Content: Fake Orgasm

Woman Lie About Orgasm. Yes I did see Harry met Sally and Iwas turned on when she faked her orgasm. I just found out one of my old flames used to fake her orgasm so that I would not feel bad, it was not like I was bad in bed or anything. (Free Trial to all those Intrested for test run). Dam I feel hurt, like a wonded bear with a bad bruised ego. Discussing further with my friend apparently all women does it at one point or the other. Its their way to make the men feel BIG, pampered. Not being happy I asked a couple of my gal pals and it was the same thing. They faked orgasm one point or other. I guess women have us in their pinky finger when it comes to making us feel good. And all this time we (MEN) thought we were the Kings and we were doing a god job.

Knowing the fact at that time my woman faked orgasm made me wonder was I really that bad in bed. I hope all the women I've been with havent been faking their orgasm. But you never know I guess those who keeps coming back for more (You know who you are) arent faking it. Well it obvious that men can never know when she is faking and when she is not because we would be to busy in the game. Which makes me wonder have men faked sex. Hmm I guess so, You like the gal and when you find her in bed not what you expected to be or the worst case those rubbish sex. Then the question comes the next morning, how was it. You cant say it to her thats 'it was utter rubbish' or worst still ' it was like humping a sack of potatoes'. I dont even want to hear that said to me either. So we lie our way and hope we dont meet again or worst case we break it off. MEN ! ! Pigs !! If men are Pigs women would be.... even in name calling men and woman are not in the csame kind. Sigh ....

American Pie: Band Camp

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