touching moments

if there is one song that never fails to make me cry, it's luther van dross' dance with my father...it's such a beautiful song...i always always cry when i hear it...

roman polanksi - u reap what u sow

i'm too brain-fried but i need to make my stand...roman polaski...i don't care if half of hollywood claimed he's 'genius' and whatnot...he may have produced great emphatic movies that touch our souls (and what rot)...but a child rapist?raping a 13 year old child, who repeatedly said 'no' to all of his advances (even if she didn't say no, she was 13 for god's sake!doesn't that tell u enough?)...u deserve what u got and more...


whoopi goldberg and all those hollywood people who signed a petition demanding for his release on the basis on his 'genius'ity...think about this, would u say 'release him now coz he's brilliant!' to a man who rapes ur 13 year old daughter?or even u urself when u were 13?be a human...not a hollywood alien whose brain is not wired as a homo sapiens, more like a un-human mixture of animals and aliens (animals coz they performed sexual intercourse indiscriminately, be the partner ur own mother or other various family members and aliens coz u r so weird u don't act and think like a human anymore)....


the take home message here is: think...rules are made to create some sort of resemblance of peace amongst human society...without them, we may as well be animals+aliens...hollywood people seem to think they are beyond human rules...please...they are still human...they die...they decay when they die...sure people remember them more than normal average people...but still...they die anyway....


legacy wouldn't matter to u urself if u are 6 deep under (or cremated, whichever the method of ur burial)...i know i wouldn't care....i would care more of my immortal soul then...so here i'm saying...u rape someone, u deserve to die...or at least for u to be dismembered...n those hollywood hippies who sign that ridiculous release-the-child-rapist petition, not that i'm being evil, if someone close to u who's young and vulnerable get into similar situation, i hope to hell u remember u did sign that petition regardless of that poor girl's feelings...


p/s: for the background story of this crazy child rapist, the internet is flooding with the story, so do give it a check...i promise, u'll choke with outrage (if u are real human who understand human values)....

twitter

should i start a-twittering?

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after a long (23.4 seconds) deliberation, i conceded that no one cares about what i do at 3.42 pm 2 days ago or how i hate messy room so no....no twitter for me....


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where is so and so?

mama is a wonderful mother...she's the best mama in the world (probably because she's my one and only unique mama)...she may have invented a few words (or give a whole new meaning to an existing word) every now and then, act neurotic once in a while and give in to strange moods, but she is the best in everything else...she always smells nice...cook the best dishes in the world...treat some real bitches real nice (even though i'm pretty sure she wants to cut them up like a cow and make mince meat of them...mentally)...great gardener (although the talking to plants stuff is kinda weird)...generally, a very good person...


something i remember well about mama is the way she always call out the my younger siblings' names in the car before we go somewhere...she always teasingly ask "where is aboy/alin?i don't see him/her!" even though aboy/alin is right smacked in the middle of the car seat...i think it's one of mama's way to make sure all of us are there and no one is left behind...with 5 kids, she has to make sure...but still...it's really cute...i used to think it was annoying...mama stop doing this now...i think coz all of us are relatively grown up now (relative is the operative word here hehehe) and at this point we should know how to be responsible for ourselves...


i miss those times...when every problem that i thought serious is not actually that serious...life is so messed up when u r all grown up...

tonsilitis

i think i got tonsilitis...i got a massive on-and-off headache and sore throat...i'm in pain...

please tick one of these if u....

all of us have been guilty of stereotyping...i mean when say if u are a 20 year old woman, and u notice a woman who looks like she's in her 50s and strutting around wearing a 15 year old girl's outfit, looking brash and bold as u please, would u:

• be secretly outraged, thinking 'she should've dressed like her age!!!what would her daughter be thinking, seeing her mom dressed like a ho???'...assuming that she even has a daughter...
• be secretly snorting, thinking 'i wouldn't be caught like a 50 year old trying to relive her youth when i'm 50!i'd be dressing like my age, aging graceflly'...assuming when u are 50 year old u would remember that....
• be secretly smiling, thinking 'there u go!a woman who's empowered!do as u please!i want to be like that!'....assuming u'd be courageous enough to be like that when u reach that age....
• be secretly envious, thinking 'man, i should've bought that top last week!it looks good on her, it'll definitely look great on me who's wayyyyyyy younger!'...assuming that top would actually really look good on u, well, u'd never know would u since u haven't bought it...
• be secretly relief, thinking 'fuuuuh, glad i didn't buy that jacket!wouldn't wanna be caught dead wearing the same thing a 50 year old wear!i'd melt into the pavement in embarrassment!'....assuming people would actually take time to notice that u actually wear the same thing as a 50 year old woman and care....

anyway, i could go on and on about this...i'm pretty sure, well, i feel justified anyway, that 99% of us would think any of those things above, excepting the envious line...at least for an instant...u may change ur mind later on, thinking 'hey!who am i to judge!maybe her husband cheats on her with his 20 year old feather brained secretary after 30 years of marriage and she left him...she's now out to make a statement that says 'here world!i'm ready to be my own woman again!i'm done with being a doormat!''....but for a split second, u have thought of those thoughts before u become more human and less judgmental...


i'm not here to preach about judgmentalism and what rot...i judge people a lot...i stereotype people all the time...but the best thing is, at the end of the day, all of us must realise that all of us are human...we make mistakes...better realise that we are actually human, not androids who know our place on earth (which is really really really minuscule compared to the universe) and know that each of us have our own strength and weaknesses and justifications...at that note, i'll end this with, after all that's said and done, after all my rantings and sarcasms, i'm human too...i hate and love with equal fervour, thus u can see me hating some people here...and i love dexter...

nicole's sweet bday!!!

it was a lovely bday and i'm glad that i at least know half of the bday guests...the usual bunch was there: bday girl herself, looking as bright as a possum (sorry nicole, just can't help it!u r just too cute and that word has just been coined to my head, courtesy of janus, of course), evie and jessie (richard's jessie)...alana was also an attendee and i also get acquainted with jessie (korean jessie) and sam...ah and a few other people i didn't get the chance to talk to...plus richard (of course, how could i miss him since he will hold a special line in this festive post)...


moving on, firstly, happy happy happy bday nicole!!!may u continue the journey of ur life with full of great expectations and happiness!i'm happy to see that u get great presents...a cute vintage-looking gray-ivory-silver (okay it's hard to describe the colour here, u must see it to know what i meant) short skirt with 2 small pockets on the side from jessie, evie and i...they style is very simple...very nicole...some feminine stuff (cutesy pink candles and bath oils, i don't remember the scent exactly but they were great!) from someone (i don't remember), an apple body scrub from alana (very nice-smelling by the way!), typical nicole's stud's (a pair of simple cutesy bows, wait, too much cutesy here) and finally, the piece-of-resistance, nicole's bday gift from her mom!to quote nicole 'my mom said my present is waiting in my bank account'...sounds great???u betcha!!!


secondly, we get to eat at our favourite korean restaurant next to nandos on queen street...i've been eating there like lots of time with evie but sadly until now, its name remains elusive to my mind...as usual, i ordered my favourite spicy bbq squid...i know i should've ordered my other favourite, the soft tofu bean stew, but what-the-heck, i was late and i was trying to be graceful by choosing whatever that came to my mind first...the squid was a bit watery, sadly, but it was a decent dinner nonetheless...


thirdly, there was an awkward moment that i managed to maneuver beautifully in korean jessie's intro of sam...it was like, 'ah this is sam, he's my ex'...and she said that cheerfully...and i replied 'hi sam, nice to meet u'...ah let's not forget the mental feet-shuffling moment right after she said that and the requisite word 'ah' just escaped before i covered with my nice-to-meet-u routine...apparently jessie and sam hang out all the time, still...okay...yes...i don't know what more to add after that...still, nice to meet u sam!may u guys be happy as a pair of clams (err...seriously, when i ran out of things to say, i should just shut up!)


lastly, one of the most important moment of my life that i never forget...richard's car stunt...it was...unspeakable...i was literally shocked speechless...evie and i were sent home by jessie and richard (ah bday girl was also in the same car)...to get to our place, richard had to go through hobson street-sky city junction (i don't remember the name of the road)...at top of that junction, being the rain just recently ceased and the road was slick and it was kinda late with an active traffic, richard pulled his crazy stunt...he swerved his car 180 degrees to get into the opposite road...no, he just couldn't calmly pull into another street up front and use that pathway to get us home, he had to do a stunt-car motion with 4 other people at risk of traffic death...and the best of all was, he didn't even warned us...he just, swerved...evie was screaming...i could feel my heart beating and i didn't even remember what nicole did (i think she got squashed by evie and i)...and what did great richard say?'i knew evie's gonna do that!' gleefully, i might add!he meant the scream of course....thanks so much richard!that was really uhmm an experience i could care not to repeat in my whole life...

moi, je parle le francais???un peu, tres tres tres un peu!

one new thing i've heard of today is, interestingly, my accent...this is a recurring topic i know, but this is a real new dimension of accent...so far, i've been told i have malaysian accent (duh, i'm malaysian who's brought up in a typical malaysian city environment), malaysian accent without the typical accent (whatever that means) and non-malaysian accent (undetected accent, which is the most comment i get from a lot of people, latest from jessie, not evie's jessie but jessie the korean i've just met at nicole's bday dinner this week...btw another whole new interesting stories of nicole's bday coming up!)...yes, most people also commented on the fact that i don't add 'lah' 'mah' and all sorts of typical non-comprehensive additional words that are strongly associated to malaysians in general...the fact is, i just don't...


anyway, back to the original story (pay attention here!), i met this korean older lady by the new world shuttle waiting place today...she was very friendly and we got on talking...she kinda knew i'm from malaysia but just had to ask just to confirm...but...she said i have this mixture of spanish and french accent...which is weird...totally weird...i have a few spanish-born lecturers who have spanish-accented english and met a few english-speaking frenchmen before....of course, they do have their own special accents flavouring their english...but me?who is totally not french-or-spanish-born, much less even take a step on either of their soils?who would've known i can add spanish-french melange of accent to my cv now...who would've guessed?


by the way, that title, it's what's left of my scanty knowledge of francais, after 4 years of toiling, trying to get a whole new language into my brain in high school...it may be wrong, but what the heck, at least i'm trying, oui?hehehe....