Saturday, February 24, 2007

Gong Xi ah Gong Xi!

"What would you say to a Tiger?"

And Blackjack?

Good music and company spanning a range of generations?

I say


Ah. But endure the rashes the next day I must.

Chinese New Year has come but has not gone- Chinese people enjoy everything to the fullest, celebrations shall last til the 15th day!

So it's not too late I guess to wish everyone a
Seriously Happy Chinese New Year-with all the prosperity and happiness you need.

Mine was spent in Penang, how was yours?

Luurvely I hope!

May we look upon our world with a child-like wonder and enthusiasm.

Lots of love.

Thursday, February 15, 2007

When ignorance ain't a bliss.

You might have heard of Darfur;
In the news, in print, in whispers.
Now find out,
And know; and be aware.

Conflict in Darfur- Wikipedia

Make Some Noise

In brief - Genocide Intervention Network

Human Rights Watch - Crisis in Darfur

The Holocaust served as a grim reminder;
Why the deja vu?

Are we to forget?

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

The day the God of Prosperity came to Klang

First day of holiday.

-Slept and slept some more.

-"I wanna eat Yee Sang! "

And so we had some. I came this close to licking the plate clean.

My father was in a new year mood and suggested stopping over in Klang town for some festive cheer and needless to say, loud blaring karaoke singing. They've closed off a stretch of road around the old Ocean supermarket ( no idea what it's being called now; to me, it'll always be Ocean. The Ocean of the days where Great Wall was the family lepak joint and Subang Parade was the farthest I've ever been. The Ocean where I'd beg for a cone of ice-cream and the place for pizza and.. ) and put up a stage at the end of the road, lined with stalls selling all things red.
Most of people there were well into their fifties and sixties; singing along to the Hokkien and Mandarin songs being performed on stage, sung with quavering booming voices.
There was even one Elvis song in between.
Not that I'm complaining, it's entertainment, anyway.
Not only Elvis Presley: reincarnated decided to drop by, the God of Prosperity aka Mr. Choy Sun decided to join in the fun too.
And he appeared in the most superb way possible.

Sashaying to the Star Wars theme.

Now, how cool is that!
Until the people showed everyone what we're famous for; hogging free gifts. People were grabbing at that poor fella, not only grabbing at his handful of ang pows, but his beard, his hat, his clothes! Til the organizer had everyone line up.

He was like the oriental Santa Claus, except a little thinner, has a black beard instead of white and is decked in gold instead of holly. Uncles and Aunties, instead of little children; lining up to whisper into Choy Sun's ear their wishes.

Tell Choy Sun want you want for this Chinese New Year..

Heh heh.. *whisper whisper whisper*

The night wasn't over it seems as later on, while being in a shop, I saw with my own eyes what good the people can do too, in the face of shame and thoughtlessness.
I saw, admist shouts and mayhem a man running away from the police, passing barely inches from us.
And I saw, brave civilians catching hold of him as he sprinted, handing him over to the authorities.
Not that I'm immediately assuming that the runaway was guilty, but if he was,
Civic consciousness is alive and well and how mighty glad I am that that is so.
Looks like entertainment can be found down in the streets as well!

p/s :

I blardy well want to go to the Muse concert.

Can someone take me?


Sunday, February 11, 2007

Home, home on the range..where the deers and the antelopes play?

I'm back home after 2 exhausting weeks of preparing and sitting for tests (not to self : it's just a test for goodness sake..)
But it's done and over with, and I'm living in the present tense.

glycolysis, gluconeogenesis, tricarboxylic cycle, solutions - so long for now. Muaks.

I am sleepy and I can't think straight.
I'm bloated and I've again, gained weight.
Mom says face is chubby,
I say "Hello, tummy!"
I'm feeling crappy,
When I should be happy,
Why am I rhyming,
I must be dreaming
Syndrome maybe?
Hurricane in me.
Or maybe,
I'm just sleepy.

I'm currently having SIMS - Stuck In Malaysia Syndrome.

Symptoms : A tinge of Jealousy, Hallucinations culminating in Guilt.

Cause : Wandering minds.

I want to see, I want to touch, I want to breathe, I want to hear and smell.
I want Life.

Valentine's coming?
Oh really?


Nothing to say.

I am sleepy.