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PLEASE DON'T SCREW IT UP. PLEASE.

Weekend Progress Report

UPDATED AGAIN:

My ride...

with my name on it.

There's Lee Hom. Blame Omega Guan Hui's lousy photo taking skills, not me.

I saw LEE HOM on Saturday. Then I saw RAIN...'s crew bus on Sunday. Celebrity-fueled weekend lol.

Basically on Saturday I hung out with Guan Hui, Omega and her friend Amy. We had lunch, walked around aimlessly, shared a fondue thingy and finally watched Blood Diamond. Shit that movie was good. It was like... National Geographic on steroids. Although Leo DiCaprio had to put on a super dodgy accent, he "hou man ah!" Haha on a more serious side, the realness of the scenes portrayed in the movie just hits you, how fortunate we are to be at peace now. The brainwashing of child soldiers, the bond between father and son, how much blood is spilled over chunks of rocks to fuel the dream weddings of others. Watch this movie. TIA.

Then we took a cab to Bukit Bintang to have dinner. We had no idea he was coming haha so to our surprise, he popped up on stage, looking like a Celcom salesman (dressed in blue with a cap on) and had a short interview, you know the usual stuffs. Then he belted out 2 songs, one of which was his new single (I still think rap should be made illegal in Chinese pop) and then my favourite song of his, Da Cheng Xiao Ai. Damn it was nice. Pity my phone's video quality sux.

Anyways, all the best of luck to you Mr Ong. Must keep in touch ah... don't overwork yourself! Take care mate.

On Sunday I went to the pre-departure briefing in Hotel Nikko. To shamelessly whore MoMU lo what else. Check out momumomu.blogspot.com ;)

Yea anyways me and Mel got dragged to go up on stage for a short talk. Once again I confirmed my lack of public-speaking skills. Luckily Mel did most of the talking hehe. Yea anyways mission accomplished, people know we exist and hopefully will sign up!

Btw Su Ann told me today that she weighs in at 38 kg. WTF?!?! Someone needs to feed this girl. Anyways Cookies for Charity anyone? (http://justmilk.blogspot.com/2007/01/cookies-for-charity.html)

Someone noted that Rain was staying at this hotel. Yes the Korean Dep Chai that has begun his World Tour and looking towards global domination. I still have to understand what's so great about him. Actually I'm glad I don't. Or else I will begin to doubt my straight-ness. Did we bump into Rain? No, fat chance. But we saw his ride. And took pictures with it haha.

For those of you complaining I don't have pics on this blog, I'm blogging from work. I'll steal them off the relevant people if and when they post them =)

Overheard

"Eh, shi bu shi 'I'm interested with your apartment'?"
("Hey, is it 'I'm interested with your apartment'?")

"Bu shi lah! Shi 'I'm interested ON your apartment'!"
("No lah! It's 'I'm interested ON your apartment'!")

Nonsense

Today on the way to work, I saw a motorcyclist pull up beside a car at a red light, then used its side view mirrors to adjust his helmet strap.

What will I see tomorrow I wonder?

Politics

Qantas refused to let a man board a plane from Melbourne to London because he was wearing a T-shirt with Bush and the words "World's No. 1 Terrorist". Ridiculous. Will they ban Che Guavara ones next?

http://www.theage.com.au/articles/2007/01/22/1169330830791.html?from=top5


Also I stumbled upon this today. May I add that I'm not anti-Bush or anything... I just think he looks like an idiot and acts like one too.


Wednesday, January 10th, 2007

Dear Mr. President: Send Even MORE Troops (and you go, too!) ...from Michael Moore

Dear Mr. President,

Thanks for your address to the nation. It's good to know you still want to talk to us after how we behaved in November.

Listen, can I be frank? Sending in 20,000 more troops just ain't gonna do the job. That will only bring the troop level back up to what it was last year. And we were losing the war last year! We've already had over a million troops serve some time in Iraq since 2003. Another few thousand is simply not enough to find those weapons of mass destruction! Er, I mean... bringing those responsible for 9/11 to justice! Um, scratch that. Try this -- BRING DEMOCRACY TO THE MIDDLE EAST! YES!!!

You've got to show some courage, dude! You've got to win this one! C'mon, you got Saddam! You hung 'im high! I loved watching the video of that -- just like the old wild west! The bad guy wore black! The hangmen were as crazy as the hangee! Lynch mobs rule!!!

Look, I have to admit I feel very sorry for the predicament you're in. As Ricky Bobby said, "If you're not first, you're last." And you being humiliated in front of the whole world does NONE of us Americans any good.

Sir, listen to me. You have to send in MILLIONS of troops to Iraq, not thousands! The only way to lick this thing now is to flood Iraq with millions of us! I know that you're out of combat-ready soldiers -- so you have to look elsewhere! The only way you are going to beat a nation of 27 million -- Iraq -- is to send in at least 28 million! Here's how it would work:

The first 27 million Americans go in and kill one Iraqi each. That will quickly take care of any insurgency. The other one million of us will stay and rebuild the country. Simple.

Now, I know you're saying, where will I find 28 million Americans to go to Iraq? Here are some suggestions:

1. More than 62,000,000 Americans voted for you in the last election (the one that took place a year and half into a war we already knew we were losing). I am confident that at least a third of them would want to put their body where their vote was and sign up to volunteer. I know many of these people and, while we may disagree politically, I know that they don't believe someone else should have to go and fight their fight for them -- while they hide here in America.

2. Start a "Kill an Iraqi" Meet-Up group in cities across the country. I know this idea is so early-21st century, but I once went to a Lou Dobbs Meet-Up and, I swear, some of the best ideas happen after the third mojito. I'm sure you'll get another five million or so enlistees from this effort.

3. Send over all members of the mainstream media. After all, they were your collaborators in bringing us this war -- and many of them are already trained from having been "embedded!" If that doesn't bring the total to 28 million, then draft all viewers of the FOX News channel.

Mr. Bush, do not give up! Now is not the time to pull your punch! Don't be a weenie by sending in a few over-tired troops. Get your people behind you and YOU lead them in like a true commander in chief! Leave no conservative behind! Full speed ahead!

We promise to write. Go get 'em W!

Yours,

Michael Moore
mmflint@aol.com
www.michaelmoore.com

Teh Ais...

Hello everyone.

My name is August.

and...

*deep breath*

I'm...

*pause*

...I'm a Teh Ais addict.


Back in Miri for the weekend. (Thurs nite till Sunday morn)

Unspoken Rules

Quote of the day (one of my colleagues) :

*picks up newspaper* "Kota Tinggi tenggelam? Tak cukup tinggi lah ni."

Kota Tinggi (means high city) is underwater? Not high enough it seems.

Lame.

I was in Singapore the last few days. Whilst having lunch at Suntec City, I stumbled upon an unspoken rule. You know how food courts are always packed and people often have to hunt for seats? These Singaporeans have a novel way of booking seats.

They leave a packet of tissues on each "reserved seat".

There were empty tables full of tissue packets. How in the world would any non-Singaporeans know that the tables are booked?

If I didn't give a shit, you'd be coming back to your seat with me sitting on it wolfing down my lunch, and using your tissues to wipe my mouth.

Anyways, I came back from Singapore yesterday night. Feeling exhausted, I decided to take a cab from Central instead of the usual LRT ride.

When I told the cabbie I was headed to Wangsa Maju, he asked "Section 1 or 2?" I said I didn't know and said to go the the LRT side.

He glared at me, and asked again "You wanna go Section 1 or 2?"

"Errr Section 1... I think," I replied.

So off we went. I tell you... this guy was unbelievable. He sped, overtook and honked at anyone who was in his way.

When we neared the area, he asked where exactly did I wanna go. I told him Menara Alpha. His face turned black and said that's Section 2, not Section 1! The LRT side was Section 2 whereas the Jusco side was Section 1.

MACIBAI...

I TOLD HIM LRT SIDE AND HE DARE SCOLD ME SOMEMORE?!?!

Then he sped along again. I saw that we were nearing yellow lines and he wasn't stopping. Too late. His cab flew across the bump and we heard a sickening thud. The grimace on his face said it all.

Karma is a bitch that bites back HARD. Bwahaha!

Time

Funny how time changes everything.

Yesterday I met an old schoolmate at an LRT station. He lives in Wangsa Maju as well and was headed home, just like me. We ended up having dinner together after our long journey home. Topics of conversation ranged from other schoolmates whereabouts to Starcraft to our work to... just about anything you can think of.

5 years ago, I would never have imagined it. I doubt he would've as well. I knew him only by name in school and we were at loggerheads. Ahh the bliss of immaturity. Back in those days we were part of opposing Counter Strike clans.

Those were the days.

The glory of victory.

The bitter taste of defeat.

Those were the days.

Overheard

(phone rings)

"... Hi Chris, can I call you back? I'm parked in front of the porcelain at the moment."

Dirty Vegas - Days Go By

My favourite music video of all time. Enjoy.

"I heard she got struck by lightning." LOL

Scam?

Have you ever been ambushed by cute girls?

I have.

Twice.

Once outside Low Yat Plaza and again near Sungei Wang.

No, it's not what you're thinking.

Allow me to clarify the situation.

I was on my way to Sungei Wang to meet friends. A girl suddenly appeared in front of me and stopped me in my tracks.

I tried to dodge past, but she blocked me. "Sir, don't be scared! I'm not going to rob you!" (in mandarin)

Uh oh.

Both times their actions were identical. They would show you their IC to "prove" they're not swindlers, even asking you to call a number to verify them. Then they'd talk about their cause (first was a mental institute and the second one was for disabled children), show pictures and ask for a donation.

At this point I thought, yeah a few dollars won't hurt. Then they whip out this white sheet of paper with RM 30 boxes in the columns.

WTF.

Both times I said I didn't have that much money on me and gave RM 5. Also had to write name and sign it somemore.

Scam?

Maybe they're legit. But isn't this tactic a little too aggressive? Another one of my friends in KL recently for a holiday was also approached by one in Mid Valley. We noticed they were all Chinese girls who spoke mandarin straight away. Coincidence?

Something smells fishy.

Guilt vs Stupidity

Wangsa Maju LRT Station:

"Reload RM 20," I said, handing him a RM 100 note.

He nodded, issued me a receipt and gave me back my change.

He returned 2 green notes and 3 red ones.
(For non-M'sians: 2 x RM 50 + 3 x RM 10. Do the math.)

Happy New Year indeed!

...or so I thought.

Three steps later, a wave of guilt hit me like a sack of potatoes.

I turned back and returned the RM 50. He didn't even say thank you. Or anything for that fact. I swear the look he gave me was priceless.

Now I feel like an idiot.

My parents must be so proud of me.

Btw, big thanks to Hubert, Kelene, Jocelyn, Adelyn, Kenny, Amelia and the rest of the crew for making the final day of '06 so awesome. Who knew Ikea could be so much fun? =)