amazing! a nice tribute to michael's thriller, the best selling album of all-time in the entertainment history, more than 100million copies sold and is a guiness world record. view here for other world records michael has achieved.
mean while, let's enjoy the tribute from 1500 filipino inmates to michael's "thriller" music video.
and the indian version... wtf.. gosh... don't wanna smear my page here...
and the original, michael's "thriller" mtv. ;)
can't post it here due to copyright issue.
nah...it is a hoax confession by matt. :)
he did traveled the world to film his heart-warming video.
watch it, it's funny how he counter all those claims that he's a hoax.
view his awesome videos i posted sometime ago here.
;)
i came upon this, i thought i must share with everyone.... cos it damn hilarious and bears lots of truth in it... haha...
today, again, woke up in pain. it's been like this for a few days already. perhaps was having too much of oreo cheese cake! but it was yummy, i bought myself a whole oreo cheese cake as my birthday cake from the cheese cake legend - la manila, the birth place of the secret recipe chain.
i've been thinking, been preparing my mind. the pain was so severe that it made me pacing in a big circle aimlessly for about 5min! i decided today is the day, the day to have myself cut wide open by the demonic dentist.
i'm quite courageous person, afraid of no one, nothing but one - the dentist, seriously. perhaps was because when i was young, i was exposed to this horror movie called "the dentist". or rather, i was just simply a chicken when i knew i had to lie on the foam chair, looking into the spot light, allowing a stranger in mask spreading my mouth wide open while i have to pretend that i'm enjoying the intrusion through my precious lips, allowing him to peep into the back of my most active organ, and molest my white gems while pretending that he/she was my most trusted friend.
ok, this freaks me out.
so, i held my breathe, had my shower, gel up my hair, and put on my tight fitting black top, the ala movie star, took a most reluctant giant step out of the house. in my mind, i wanted to be my (almost) best, i should look my best even when i'm in pain ;) tried to charm my way through the clinic, especially the dentist with a wish that he/she would be gentle to me and most importantly charge me a cheap price cos' i know this will cost me a bomb. while hoping to see some hot nurses as in the nip/tuck to soothe my exploding level of anxiety.
unfortunately, there was only a fat indian female receptionist sitting alone in the first clinic that i visited. not a single hot nurse or hot patients, basically it look hauntedly empty. and worse still, the doctor was not even there and i need to make an appointment for tomorrow. i couldn't let my gungho-ness die down, i've prepared myself for this surgery for 2 years now. i'm super gungho today to have myself cut!! yes, i was first told by another dentist that i needed this surgery but i was such a chicken that decided to endure the pain...so i walk out, and "promised" to call back after asking the rough quotation for the surgery, she said, at least RM550 and depends on the complication.. wtf...?
i continued circling in the area looking out for other dental clinics, and storm was coming at the same time. at the back of my mind, why was the sky going against me today? adding salt to the wound?? then i saw this dodgy looking signboard, a malay owned dental clinic. i was thinking, a malay dentist is very rare, can he manage it? he can't even manage his signboard? the words were peeling off already... but i thought i should give it a try, since chinese & indian dentist usually charge exorbitant price. but there was no parking, i circle to the back of the shop, there was another dental clinic. this time round it was a chinese owned clinic. the signboard was green, and clinic name suggested that it could be another slaughter house. so the dodgy signboard, it is!
well, as expected, "this is bad" & "you're too late" were the 2 lines uttered by the malay dentist. he told that, my case was quite bad and explained to me that he couldn't cut me up today cos' it's swelling and it would bleed profusely should he perform the procedure on me. i need to extract the wisdom tooth and the other tooth that neighbor it (he miss out the top row's wisdom tooth, so it could be 3!!). but the worst was he said, he need to cut my bone! wtf....i almost piss in my pants already, thou i remained composed in my movie star costume. but deep down inside, my fingers had turn icy cold! but one thing calm me down was that, the quotation was rather soothing, minimum RM350 and every extra hour will be RM100 additional. after he prescribed me some antibiotics and painkillers, we set december 2nd for my bones to be cut and for him to dig into my gum.
anyhow, the painkiller doesn't work. and this time round,ponstan 500mg also failed on me. i could only console myself that antibiotic is working, and it is declaring war on the bacterias and germs in my gum, hence the parasites are retaliating...so, pain is a natural process, and soon the peace will arrive tomorrow...arggh....
now i just have to prepare my gungho-ness once more for the "opening ceremony". hopefully, i would be the G.I. Joe this time ;)
i got up today, i realized that it's time for me to make something different. so i set 2 objectives for myself. one, buy pork lard and two, make sambal ikan bilis.
why pork lard? cos it's fabulous! just add a little pork lard into your fried egg or noodles or basically anything, it will add lots of flavor to your dish. to add to that, if the pork lard has been deep fried before, gosh, just imagine the aroma when it's cooked with your favorite meal.
sambal is a malaysian local delicacy that everyone can't leave without. for the most famous malay local dish such as "nasi lemak" (coconut rice), the sambal will determine the quality of the dish. you can have all your best fried chicken, egg or whatever fancy side dishes with it, but nothing completes it if the sambal is shit. sambal is a spicy complement dish made of chili paste and "ikan bilis" (anchovies) and sometimes mix with prawn or other, it sometimes can be very spicy but with nice aroma with it.
i love sambal, and i would usually go to my friend's house just to eat his mom's special sambal ikan bilis. "just sambal ikan bilis with rice and i'm contented already, and this is heaven!", i said to him every time. then finally, the other day, his mom gave me her recipe!
so, i'm all set to make sambal ikan bilis today! despite the fact that i didn't sleep the night before, i was wide awake with enthusiasm. after circling for more than 30mins, i can't find a wet market that sell pork lard. so i gave up on pork lard and went directly to the local hyper mart.
i love hyper mart, frankly, i'm such a house-man. groceries shopping is such a fun thing, and of cos, i usually overspent haha...anyway, when i got there, i realized i'm short of cash, then when to ATM and bloody hell, my card was stuck in the machine.... hmm....then i had to detour to the bank to claim a new card. it's a peak hour, i had no choice but to double park, and yes, i got ticket cos the bank has a long queue and couldn't get out quick enough...haha...what a day...
finally, went back to the hyper mart bought a new blender/grinder and set home to start my sambal making naked :) 
~ ingredients waiting to be unclothed ~
~ one shot with the new "brand-less" blender ~
~ voila! ~
the sambal was yummy!! and it's 90% close to my friend's mom's... haha...oo... did i mention i also bought 30 packs of 1L soya bean?? madness... ;)
send zoolander!! hahahaaa...
malaysia is in deep shit with the primates running the country, inflation is rising faster than you flush the toilet, prices are increasing faster than you wipe your ass...
so the inflation has hit the historical high of 8.5% from 3.7%, 3 years ago...and the opposition is still calculating their fengshui date...what are we gonna do about it?
you know what they say "you need a thief to catch a thief", so the only hope is to send someone that is equally "smart" as the the administration to save us... zoolandaer is our answer!!
the ultimate gas station scene!
everything of the movie in 9min! must watch ;)
{{ zoolander was banned in malaysia cinemas, for obvious reasons }}
1. the PM in the movie was a chinese! only malay can be PM in this primate land.
2. the PM in the movie was dumb! any reflection of similarities or comments of intelligence of the primates is never allowed.
3. zoolander saved the PM! the only things that can save the primate minister are "malay supremacy", keris sword, ISA and adequate of sleeps, definitely not a jewish male model.
some of the famous "intelligent" quotes from zoolander:
- I'm pretty sure there's more to life than being really, really, really, ridiculously good looking, and I plan on finding out what that is.
- Moisture is the essence of wetness, and wetness is the essence of beauty.
- If there is anything that this horrible tragedy can teach us, it's that a male model's life is a precious, precious commodity. Just because we have chiselled abs and stunning features, it doesn't mean that we too can't not die in a freak gasoline fight accident.
- At the Derek Zoolander Center For Children Who Can't Read Good And Wanna Learn To Do Other Stuff Good Too, we teach you that there's more to life than being really, really good looking.
- Words can only hurt you if you try to read them. Don't play their game.
- I caught my reflection in a spoon while I was eating my cereal, and I remember thinking, "Wow, you're ridiculously good looking. Maybe you could do that for a career." Be professionally good looking.
the whole world is looking at the possible first black american president. he's not even pure black, i wonder why they call first black president. why can't they call it first white? or first mixed african american? anyway, but we might also looking at the first american-muslim president...
yes, obama could be a muslim all along, and never announce it. his name obama, does it sound muslim to you? look again, his formal name: barack hussein obama. does it sound more muslim to you now?
then again you might said that he has his staunch fouled-mouth "racist" christian priest, Jesse Jackson that stood by him all the time. obama has all along appeared as a staunch christian. while i have absolutely no problem with muslim or christian being the new leader of the world. but i have great reservation about someone who lies before even becoming a president. not to mention his scadalous ties with terrorist , "weatherman" of 70s. and his link with william ayers...
while in malaysia, we have abdullah "flip flop" ahmad badawi. in US we may see the next flip flop in making.
watch this video and you decide yourself.... could someone who's a staunch christian mistaken his own religion?
and he thinks there are 57 states in united states...haha
any 5th grades can tell you that USA only has 50 states!..
so should we vote for the first black president who doesn't even know how many states are there in his own country? ;)
august has been a taboo month for me for many years. surprisingly august 2008 was not as bad as my mind had prepared for. thou there were still some unfortunate events but i won't say it's severe enough to make me knock my head on the wall...;)
biking biking
i bought a mountain bike, finally. i love cycling, touring cross country, something that i use to do when i was in my teen where i traveled almost the whole of malacca state ;) got this "new" bike from a friend but it's pretty good buy with above average component. it cost less than half of what it was supposed to be. i need real bad this time, my bums are shrinking, legs has lost its shape. i use to have great round arse, used to get slapped & pinched at clubs..haha...anyway, time to start biking again and get my arse back in shape ;) will tour up to thailand soon ;)
~ gt avalanche 2.0 with full xt set ~
taking off with new client
finally the newly acquired client has started the engine moving. been rushing some work for julie's biscuit. catch them by the road soon!
reconnecting with ex-girlfriends
i found few of my exes in facebook. some were like as long as 16yrs ago ;) it was a fabulous feeling to find "old" friends who i've shared some precious moment before. i'm glad that some of them are happily married, and getting married. hmm...those old memories sometimes really make us wonder why did we do what we did and would we still behave the same... but it's a sweet find, nonetheless ;)
storming the beach
made a trip back to jb and had the opportunity to stay over at desaru beach. it's one of the few unspoilt beaches in johor state. someone asked "what's there in desaru? there's nothing there". my best answer would be "because there's nothing there." i love remote beaches, basically unwrath by the civilization. but i believe a great company do make a lot of difference as well ;) anyway, i've not been there since 20yrs ago...it's kind of recollecting the old memories. saw a couple of o'skool stuff. really funny.
~ truly untouched ~
~ with a little shade just made it worth a nap ~
~ blue sky against clear sea, isn't this picture complete? ~
~ found this really cute o'skool chocolate, it's called "chocolate bracelet" and it's pretty obvious made for kids under 3yrs old haha... i can barely fit 2 fingers in. it cost only 30 cents! ~
making of plum blossom legs
it's was a great trip except that i was persecuted and tortured by the unwelcomed locals, the sand flies... my beautiful silky legs were scarred, bitten & left with traces of torment...it's now officially the "plum blossom legs". you don't even feel the pain or anything when these parasite kiss you, such a great kisser...damn... you may find it strange that my legs has no hair. i didn't shave, if that's what you wonder. i'm blessed with it, it's genetic thing and there were none visible pores as well. im basically hairless except on those places that the hair has no particular function at all... ;)
~ day 1, felt nothing & laughing about it ~
~ day 2, the itch begins ~
~ day 3, i felt like killing somebody already. the moral of the story, when you're at the beach, wanna act macho, show off your body and lay by the beach make sure you have insect repellent. or else, jus put on your cloths and keep walking ~
keeping alive with muruku while fat boy sleeps
while driving back to jb, i was made the official driver of my son, husky. the bloody cute fat boy was sleeping like a pig, a real fluffy one. so i had to have something to keep me awake & entertained while driving alone, something in my hand & my mouth besides livita and cigarette . muruku, a local indian snack kept me alive.
~ made of flour, indian spice, curry etc...and yes, full of calories ;) ~
now, take a look at the cute fella ;)
~ sleeping like a baby ~
~ still sleeping ~
~ bloody hell, still sleeping... ~
but i love you, boy ;)
recently there's a huge trend of swearing in malaysia, starting with the "victim" of a sodomy case, took a vow in the mosque proclaimed that he really, really got screwed behind by our former dpm, then we have our current dpm swore in the mosque that he didn't know & has no connection nor had sex with the dead mongolian "victim", then followed by a former chief minister swore that he didnt' set trap or plant evidence on the "victim" of the corruption case. and suddenly they all "seem innocent", according to the malaysian government of cos...haha i swear, they are just bunch of primitive insect evolving in this hi-tech word. i shall forgive them..
you see where this is going? all swearing comes with a "victim", then the person who had taken his vow deem as innocent suddenly, mind you, you don't even need to go to the court. amazing right? save the court fees. i swear, this is truly inspiring...
i'm not gonna talk about politics, there's nothing much to talk about since saying more than what i should, i swear i might get my ip ban from the government which they just did to a popular website that supposedly displayed libellous, slanderous & defamatory articles and comments about the administration. read here. how could someone block or ban a website? creating a new website address is so damn simple, then just re-point your new site address to your server, all takes less than 5 mins, and the blog owner just did that, 2 mirror sites for you on the spot! here, mirror 1 & mirror 2. and all you need to do is just change your dns address then you're free as a bird again! you can glide into any space again!! really hilarious, i tell you, i swear by the name of my lord, this is insanely hilarious....haha
anyway, i do swear on daily basis. i don't mean taking vow. i mean i swear with the alphabet of "f" but i try my best to make it funny everytime when i use them. so far, the result is fuckinnnnnnnnng great! and i swear no one hates me even i use "f" word during the meeting....cos i always say it with a smile...e.g "fucking hell?? i fucking swear that i've no fucking idea what i'm fucking talking about :)"
then on the other hand, i was made to swear sometimes by some of my ex girlfriends. and i of cos, i swear it diligently in the name of the lord of their respective religions. and i really, i do swear with all my heart on other's god' name. yes, i'm innocent, really, i swear i'm innocent. i will go even go extra mile and hold the holy scripts of your religion to tell you that i'm still a virgin and that woman has nothing to do with me.
court has nothing to do with this anymore, it's between me and the god. no, your god. which religion are you again?? ok, i'm with you. i swear by the sun, the moon, the water, the father, the sons, the holy spirits and the name of your god...allah? jesus? buddha? just give me a name, i will swear it as long you will believe me after i swear it. pls. help me to save my money, court fees could cost thousands...now i'm innocent, let's get married, and i will swear again... ;)
would you please believe me?? **round big blinking eyes** ;)
ok...i've been really busy lately, i can hear someone is complaining, or else i won't have having hiccups whole day on saturday, seriously, it's definitely not sexy. stop cursing me already ;)
the real reason was it's the lunar 7th month, fengshui master says it's bad to bitch around during this "hungry ghost month" haha....ya right...anyway was finding reason & inspiration to blog....ooo...i found one.
olympic is over!
yea, full of excuses, i'm busy with olympics games. but can you blame me? this olympics is awesome! lots of record breakings, lots of inside stories, lots of gossips....haha....love the drama within the sports.
there were love, laugh, touching moments, winners and sore losers...yes, i meant americans, if not all, mostly from what i see.
here's the top 10 reasons why i love olympics.
1 - there's no fat peaople! woohoo!
2 - all the girls are in great shape!
3 - and they look great in their cloths!
4 - gymnastics girls! i won't not even hesistate a milisecond to consider any of them. too fluid, too beautiful, a true beauty of a woman...
Russian Evgeniya Kanaeva - Rhythmic Gymnastics Rhythmic Individual All-around Gold
American Nastia Liukin - Women's Artistics Gymnastics Individual All-Around Gold
5 - ok, gymnastics macho men too, these people are not human, how did he manage to do that???
Chinese Chen Yibing - Men's Artistics Gymnastics Individual Rings Gold
6 - it happens once every 4 years only. the next time i watch it, i would be older by 4 years. by then i might not even have the energy to cycle.
7 - high inspirational values, if they can do it, so can i! i think, i can....haha
Jamaican Usain Bolt broke world records for both 100m & 200m!
8 - lots of inside stories, falls & rebounds from the losers to the winners. even some were survivor from cancer, can you beat that?
American Michael Phelps - the greatest olympian of all time, sweeping 8 gold medals in a single Olympics Games and 7 world records. He was diagnosed with ADHD (Attention-Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder) when he was 9.
Dutch Maarten van der Weijden - Gold medalist of Men's 10km Marathon Swimming. He is a survivor of leukemia where he confronted it in 2001.
9 - the most legitimate way to whack the hell out of americans. i don't hate americans but just sometimes, really, they are too arrogant. from the nbc news you'll see, the commentators always say this when an opponent beat their atheletes "the score is too high" and "we deserve it" and go on to complain about the judges saying "inexperienced judges" haha..sore loser!
10 - a true event that has no boundaries of colors, race, ethnic, religions and age, the oldest were 70 years old and the youngest were only 13! world peace ya...
great job, china! great job, champions.... london 2012 see you soon...;)
that's what my doctor said to me, quote vis quote.
i'm never a "doctor" person, i remember the last time i visited a doctor must be almost 2 years ago. then yesterday, after being smart-aleck for 2 days, i decided to see a doctor as i realized my temperature raised to 37.6C after it was decreased from 38.4C to 37.1C. my temperature fluctuates since the first day of fever on monday.
i believe she was right about the epidemic. there were few patients before me, and i realized all of them took the same kind of medicine as mine. or could she be advocating certain pharmaceutical brand?
she warned me, in any circumstances if the fever doesn't subside after 2 days we should consult doctor immediately for dengue test and other implications. i visited her on the 3rd day, i suppose not so bad right?
so this fever had quite a few hilarious events anyhow. i was perspiring like a mad cow for the past few days...i had to get up to change my shirt every 3-4 hours! and my bed has turned into a water bed...yes, full of my sweat....damn...but i couldn't do anything, i was just too weak to change the bed sheet every 4 hours. so i've been switching sides of the bed...but it was hilarious, i believe i must have lost at least 1.5kg over the last 3 days...not bad eh?
and this evening when i was about to drive out to feed my wobbly body, i realized my car's tyre was flat! damn...with my current physical condition, it's impossible for me to replace the tyre... so i had no choice but to walk to the closest restaurant, one step at a time. yes, one step at a time.
oo... yes, i've been nicotine-free for 4 days...wonder how long can i maintain this ;)
i've never short of choices since i was 14 years old, my 1st girlfriend made me choose among her and her other 2 best friends who also interested in me. even up to to date i'm still having this kind of "luxury", choices are still pouring all over. i'm not bragging and neither am i complaining but i think i seriously have an issue with women, lately.
for the past few weeks i've come across some very attractive people. some were fond of me, pretty persuasive. some were merely good friends that i enjoy having a good conversation.
there were few of them have shown interest in me and they can be pretty direct, not to mention that some even offer to come over to my house or invited me to their place, for various reasons & excuses. they are all quite attractive in their own unique way; pretty, cute, tall, petite, slim, great figure, wealthy etc.. but yet, i have no interest in any of them... probably, i'm turning gay...
while i'm not sure what my problem is but all i could say is, i'm losing interest in all the bees, butterfly & flower stories. i've never really enthusiastically courted a girl in my life. perhaps, i was too pampered with choices laid in front of me. though i have been always pretty receptive to be surrounded by the girls, after all, which man doesn't? but lately, i'm losing my grip in taking up those offers.
i remember once, i declined a gay guy who confessed to me and i told him "i'm still not tired of women, when i do, i will let you know." perhaps now is the time?? guess not, perhaps i'm just a little confused with my sexual orientation.. perhaps, i just need some time to sort out the conflict in my heart...or, at least i hope.
nonetheless, i do get to know some nice people these days. they are also very attractive people, they are great company for laughter and we could talk about anything but absolutely no lust involved. these are the girls that i would keep as good friend and not as toys. i believe, sometimes having a female confidant is much better than a male best friend. i know most people can't believe that a male & female can be good friends, and they could be as narrow as relating it to sex or lust whenever they see a guy & a girl alone together doing the simplest thing such as walking at the same direction or merely having coffee/dinner.
after all, i've more female friends than male friends. i would say those close friends that i have, most of them are female. so if my girlfriend forbid me from seeing any girls then she would be asking me to disown 90% of my friends and leave me with just a handful of friends. but if those girls are fat & ugly then it's a different story altogether ;) i find it sexist somehow... in fact, most of my ex-girlfriends always thought that i only have 3 best friends. well, that's because these 3 best friends are actually male.
since most girls can't handle the fact that their boyfriends could have attractive female good friends then perhaps, we the boyfriend should turn on our gay radar whenever our girlfriends are not with us? so when we men start losing interest in women and start showing interest in men, is it really our fault? ;)
Where the Hell is Matt? (2008) from Matthew Harding on Vimeo.
it took 14 months, 42 countries, cast of thousands to make this video.
very heart-warming. world peace.... ;)
let's do the matt dance sometime?...
check out the website here www.wherethehellismatt.com
many times, i tried to work my time according to my own desire. but somehow, it's always being decided by others. i've tried to ignore & don't care. i guess, i'm just too accomodative sometimes. i should act tough, at least as how i look...many said i look cool, fierce & arrogant. actually, i'm totally opposite. haks.. mystery is unsolving by itself. i'm no longer cool...
i've just woke up from my sleep about 2.5hours ago at 4pm. yea, it's bad but i really needed some sleep. and, i dreamed that i walked into a morgue & got stranded within the dentistry machines! weird ~ time to pick up some dead bodies? time to visit my dentist? ohya, my wisdom tooth! hmm...
i was working throughout the past 3 days without a proper sleep & meal time. last night, i was rushing some work for a client till 7am this morning. i only manage to take my breakfast, lunch & dinner all at once at close to midnight at 11pm. but i needed to, to endure it, cos' i've given my word. so i decided to wait for her to arrive in the office to confirm receiving the mail. their email system is somewhat screwed up. just like 2 days back when i promised to deliver the work first thing on monday morning, which i did. i worked through sunday night, emailed at 6am. knowing that the timeline is not to our advantage and the feedback was required by noon in order to meet the deadline but... until 2.30pm the email was not even arrived yet! so we'd wasted 3/4 of the day waiting for the email. so re-sent and finally the feedback came back in the evening. there goes my nights. cos' i have other 2 urgent deadlines to catch the next day. damn...
imagine, i was so busy that i actually didn't have time to smoke. a blessing in disguised?
and sometimes, i wonder why do people take advantage of other's precious time while not allowing people to share theirs. does their time more precious than ours? is their time running at 45seconds and not 60? these people are pretty selfish & inconsiderate. they will let you into the swirl of hopes and then "missing in action" momentarily. then jump back into your life again when you're about to let go & forget then expect you to give the immediate attention. it's sweet at times, it's bittersweet and i don't like it. i prefer to live in certainty and not in a state of full of "hopes".
while i may not be the best man when comes to time management but i've never missed any of my working deadlines with any of the clients. in fact, i would rather miss my hot dates cos' when it comes to promises made, i'll do every mean to keep it. well, on the other hand, i'm known for being late for any dates. irregardless the girl is hot or not, short or tall, slim or fat. hang on, for the fat ones, i would usually skip the appointment! i've let girls waited for me for more than 4 hours before while i was trying to "finish" my urgent work in the office. and i've never been early in any of my first dates. usually, i would late by 15min. yes, i'm bad. when it comes to attending dates, i think, i'm a woman. other than that, i'm perfectly musculine ;)
i love to squeeze everything i can into my "free" time and make it seems like "on the way" or "by the way" thing. so i "waste" no time. like when i'm driving, i love to be on the phone. when i'm heading to a location, i love to cover some other areas so i could find a better way next time and check out the scenery. i love to have my meal and watch tv or shows at the sametime. i love to check out other shops when i'm in the mall even if i wasn't planning to buy. i love to go thru all the groceries when i'm in a hypermart. i'm on the way, anyway...
most people says i'm too calm when comes to deadlines & problems and they can never notice the anxiety on my face. certainly, i have my own anxiety, i do lose sleeps over matters but i would never show. cos' when you're to lead a team, you must not send the wrong signal down. i love to plan, strategize the situation, forecast the disaster. so when any mischap do happens, i already have the solutions in hand. nothing is a problem, when you've the solutions.
so shouldn't i just lay back and relax a little? ya, ya, provided if i have the time... damn... :)
omg.. this week is such a packed week with lots of "first" & "new" happenings. i was busy like a dog, mind stuck like a pig. but i still managed to laugh a little from the little wonders i could get. i believe, sometimes we just need to learn to look at the tiniest things to find the greatest laughters we can get.
it's a good week after all. firstly, puma's first roadshow has finally kicked-off over the weekend. they have also given me another new task. then received a new job order from a different department from an existing education client, which is not very usual. but thanks to the those that have faith in me. well, i'm just done with the creative visuals a couple of hours ago, emailed at 2am. then finally, the most awaiting confectionery client has agreed to award me a new campaign with 2 further new projects. 3 new orders from 3 new clients, it's not bad. missing dinner is all worth it when someone has faith in you... well, i had dinner at 12am a moment ago, alone again, and that's not new ;)
and now, i'm rushing for the local gaming giant's creative for calendar. it's a pitch campaign, hopefully hearing another good news soon. it was rejected earlier, and now i'm reproposing a totally new concept. something to do with bull? err... yes, i'm taking a break from the jam-packed schedule to pen this down. tonight, is a non-sleep night. i got to finish the job in order to hit my deadline tomorrow. i guess, next month i must hire some fellas to help me before i turned into a hunchback of advertising.
funny thing is this week, most of the people i met were taller than. well, girls basically. while was conducting the induction for the roadshow, out of 4 promo-girls, 2 were taller than me. on friday night, i had an unplanned clubbing trip with my good friend of 20 years. we were supposed to only have dinner & chill at his place to check out his newly bought puppy, leila. then as usual, this happening fellas got his special invitation to clubs again. so he dragged me along, it was meant to be a 2-hour thing. as usual, unplanned, we spent longer than that. when we're at the club, heritage mansion, he introduced his 4 girlfriends to me, out of 4, 3 taller than me. i can't really remember their names already, as usual again. then we moved on to poppy garden for a quick round, while we're about to leave, bumped into my other girlfriends, out of 3, 2 taller than me. what the hell?! all these girls were like 5'8/5'9 and with 4-5 inch heels. what's wrong with the people these days? what do they eat actually?! ok ok, i'm height-challenged. but i played basketball for my school?! ok, must be the food. i don't eat that much when i was young. i should have. or i should have worn heels too! damn...
but i had very fulfilling saturday, nonetheless. haven't been this relax for a longest time. now, honeymoon weekend is over, time to get my arse glued to my working chair again... it's a working sunday and it's a father's day. what did i give to my dad? a text message & quick call. what did i get from my kiddos? a bunch of shit. but that's all i need from them ;)
how i wish, tomorrow is a holiday... hmm... strange... i never wish for holidays... but... i guess, i do need one soon.
let's face it everyone lies. in fact, it's a part and parcel of our life. it's just another form of communication. an essential tool for selling & conviction.
i'm not saying i condone lying. i dislike liars but i hate lousy liars even more! you need to have skill when it comes to lying. in fact, so much so that lying has become an art. i mean, since 99.99% of the world population lies, we have no choice but to accept it. what's the 0.01%? they are vegetable lying in the hospital bed.
but nothing beats lousy liars with hypocrite kindness and cosmetic righteousness. i despise them so much so that i would rather save the thousands ants in my bathroom, one by one and let hypocrites drown in the toilet bowl. it's the worst form of human kind. truly self-righteous, no shame & despicable! in fact, they shouldn't even be using their mouth for communication. their mouth should only be used to complete the empty space below their nose and nothing more.
so we need skills when it comes to lying. but what is a good lie? why not let's examine the bad lies first?
example 1:
rumour has it that malaysian prime minister, a recent widower of 1 year is dating again.
malaysian pm: i'm not remarrying, and i have no lover. It's all rumour!
3 months later, he's married to his dead wife's brother's ex-wife.
reporter: but you said, it was all rumour?
malaysian pm: it's rumour because the marriage date was not correct.
example 2:
malaysian pm: no, there will be no election this year. it's all rumour.
the next morning, he announced parliament is dissolved. general election is next month.
reporter: but you said, it was all rumour?
malaysian pm: because we had submitted to the king but it's not approved yet.
example 3:
during general elections, many politicians made promises. it's known fact that fuel price always increase right after elections.
malaysian pm: there won't be any fuel rise after we win the election!
2 & 1/2 months after elections, the government announced fuel increase in the historic high of 41%!
example 4:
speculations has been going on that the fuel will increase.
malaysian pm: we'll study it and will not burden the public.
(3 june) domestic trade minister: foreigners are ban to fill petrol in the country, 50km radius from the border. it's to give the benefits back to the people.
(4 june, morning) domestic trade minister: fuel will not increase, and will review it in august.
(4 june, 5pm) malaysian pm: fuel will be increased 41% starting midnight and electricity will increase up to 26% from july onwards. but it's still among the cheapest in the region (while comparing to singapore, thailand, japan etc., the non-petroleum producing countries)
reporter: but government said it's only in august?
malaysian pm: do you think it's easy for us to announce this? it took us 4 hours this morning to discuss this. 4 hours you know? it's not easy!
(5 june) domestic trade minister: there is no question about foreign-registered cars enjoying the subsidy anymore. the ban has been lifted.
these are just some classic examples, of course there are more. it's malaysia, everything is possible. we call our land the bolehland, boleh means can/possible in malay language. every rumour is usually 99% truth, 1% might just due to natural disaster.
i promised myself before that i don't discuss politics here but... the aftermath of bad decisions made by voters is just too overwhelming. for the record, i voted opposition. anyway, can someone tell me where can i get a voodoo doll? i need to pin someone out of his political career...
we have lousy liars but they will only succeed when they have naive believers, some call them kind listeners. or audiences that have been paid off, showered with jewels, rewards & free holidays or even a cheap ticket for some play or theater...
after all, trust is a choice. some people just choose to believe even when they know very well that, that crook is full of bullshit. giving the benefit of the doubt? i doubt it. it's just purely dumb. sorry, i've no respect for hypocrites and his/her shit-followers.
i shall continue this topic some other day... these hypocrites make me headache. i shall talk about the liars among us. probably more related to relationships, at least it's more fun. perhaps also will help some to master their lying skills... who knows...
till then... have fun learning a thing or two from our 'beloofed' prime minister of bolehland, perhaps smile a little... ;)
oh, i forgot to mention that abdullah ahmad badawi, our 'cute' malaysian prime minister has quite a few cute nicks bestowed by the people. perhaps, he should consider them for his msn messenger. shall list some here for your enlightenment:
- bodowi - bodoh means stupid in malay language.
- sleepy head - he dozed off many times during parliament and official functions, numerous pictures were captured.
- the father-in-law - his son-in-law was 'rumoured' to be influential to his decision making.
- biadapwi - biadap means rude & arrogance in malay language.
- flip-flop - pls. refer to the above events for enlightenment.
i quite like 'flip-flop'. sounds very hip-hop & it has "energy" in it ;)
hmm...it's been a while, been really busy with some jobs in hand. running almost like a headless chicken but it's a blessing in disguised.
besides, the usual hoo-ha of the never ending revisions of the same freaking visuals from my property client. a little bad news i received 2 days back, my proposed visuals for one of the important clients was declined. but......no bad news is as bad as the 41% petrol hike! i've been winning pitches to develop calendars against some established players for this local gaming 4D giant for the past 2 years. this will be my 3rd year, so it's rather important to continue my legacy... or winning or sustaining my pocket. client said i set the standard too high, hence for the past 2 years, my work has been the bench mark for the pitch. this is not really a good news! cos' everyone is copying my style & work. and i saw that literally! meaning, i'll have to break out from my own again. this mean, i'm stuck. i got brain dead suddenly. guess, i need to sleep badly, my ideas usually comes from my dreams... unlike some weirdo advertising freaks claim that their insight will only arrive when taking a dump... anyway, the new deadline is next friday, no more extension. this weekend is no longer a calm weekend...
anyway, my new client, puma has decided to kick-off a recruitment drive for its coming futsal competition. it's gonna be really exciting. which means, i shall be busy for this entire month. worth it! i love puma, i've been a die-hard puma shoes lovers. it's definitely the coolest thing to be able to work for the brand.
however, my car has not been behaving lately. it has been experiencing engine died-off when the car is idled, puzzled me for days. then finally i decided to lift the bonnet to examine it. then i realized the most hilarious thing is there was not even a drop of engine oil left!! yes, i might be smart in a lot things but when it comes to car, i'm a big idiot. that's for sure the least manly part of me and i don't really care as long the car looks good from the outside, takes me to places, i'm just not so much a car-doctor myself. so i filled up the engine with one full bottle of the engine oil, let's see how it goes. definitely, i will have to drive at the slow drivers lane, that's uncool for sure.
so, since my car was without engine oil and i had to walk to buy my dinner. it's not a long walk, just about 2km. i can manage the distance, i've put on some inches now but not at the right part... while i was about to cross the road, i saw something shocking. a tiny little cute kitten was in the middle of the road! cars were coming from both sides. i charged into the road, stopped the cars from both sides and yet i tried to do it with a grace, i picked up the kitten gently and placed her onto the side of the road. the kitten was definitely less than 2 weeks old. she still have the "baby milky" scent and she is barely 5 inches long! i stood there, waiting for the cat-mother to come to look for the kitten. but no adult cat was nearby, and the kitten is keep wanting to cross the street. i walked around that area but saw no cat. i couldn't leave her there, she could die in minutes by trying to do her heroic road-runner stance...pep
so i had no choice, after 15 minutes of waiting & searching i took her home, fated i guess. i'd decided no more cat for me, i've already had 7 cats before this little road-runner. although, cyon was my last surviving cat, i decided not to get a company for her. after all, my slutty cyon is always out looking for some hot-rods. but lucky thing is she always comes back to her real boy friend, my fat boy ;)
so road-runner came into the house, cyon was anxious, immediately showing her hostility. while husky the fat boy was in his usual self, ever willing to have more 'friends'. but i suspected "fifteen" is having cock-eye. well, i temporary named her "fifteen" since she used up 15 mins of my traveling time. i was already very hungry, cos' i only had 3 slices of bread, since morning. i noticed her eyes were looking at opposite directions. do animal have cock-eye too? hmm... but she's tearing mostly, i reckon tomorrow need to take her to vet, have a look. or else, i afraid she might turn blind. she seemed rather active anyway, so i think she should be fine.
i shall keep her for a few days, then decide what to do with her. she needs her mother, newly born kitten & puppy must stay with the mother for at least 8 weeks or else they will be nutrient deficient.
so again, i walked to get my dinner, yes, i remember, i bought her some milk on my way back home...
i heard there is a viral fever going on in the city currently. some of my clients are ill too, on-off fever. well, i'm still having some residue aches from the backache yesterday. today, i have this fever-like joint pain & fingers coldness, well, whatever...i'll be ok.
i wonder why do i get a bit chatty these days, perhaps, i'm just lonely..haks! well, i supposed so, even when i called for SOS, i didn't get help even from my closest pal. i was weak, had no strength & feeling nauseous to get food on my own, called my best pal to pick me up for dinner, saying that i would take a nap first while he could finish up whatever he's doing. cos' i was told "don't worry pal, we live so close. since you live alone, i'll be there when you need me." so i took his word for it, well, i'm very naive sometimes. when i choose to believe someone, i believe 150%.... but he wants to be a good son and have dinner with his mom, so he chose to let his best pal die in hunger with fever....!
ok, yes, i admit i was behaving a little 'too' vulnerable, you know fishing for sympathy when you're ill. that's our luxury when we're sick, isn't it?? but damn! it didn't work a bit at all! men just never take bait from another man, shit. too bad i have no boobs and too bad he's not gay either! the next thing you'll see, will be me lying on the bed with sunken in face still waiting for the food. the world is rather unfair isn't it?
then my the other best pal, who i only manage to meet 3 times in the last 9 months while he only lives less than 15km from me. forever not free. i'm kind of given up on calling him. calling him for life emergency will be totally wasting my final moment of my life. i think by hoping "one of the passerby could/might be a hottest chick that i would spend my remaining few minutes with" is a more optimistic thinking/death wish... sometimes, i wonder, why guys' BFF can't be like girls' BFF? ooo..am i too women now? too sensitive to be a guy now? after all, keeping in touch, and giving & taking one step to/from each other are the key for maintaining any relationship. can't be taking/waiting all the time right? no? anyway, who cares when you do? why care when others don't? i'm just bitchy & sensitive they would say, wait till the circle is reverted then we'll see.
now you know, i'm not that popular as most people think i'm...or i usually make mistake in choosing who i want to be vulnerable with? i'm such an idiot...haha
then i have this craving for french fries again, some weird thing i crave when i'm not too well. just need something out-of-the-ordinary sickman food to satisfy my depreciating ego i guess. after all, savory food makes a sickman happy ;) french fries it is then! and on the way to mc donald's suddenly remember, this awesome chicken rice shop is still open, so what the hell, chicken rice & french fries. sound weird eh? chinese chicken rice with garlic chillies meets salty crispy french fries plus coke. it rhymes anyway, chicken rice meets french fries, sounds like a match! i finished my fries before even i reach home. yummy ~ then sipping the chinese soup then coke with my "gossip girl", kind a like this drama, cute. done 10 episodes today, 8 more to go for tomorrow...
oh..by the way, added this chat box feature here... i was told by some friends that they were shy to leave comments. saying my posts were too intelligent for them to leave comments which would make them look less than average...well, whatever, it sounds like a compliment and a critic at the same time to me.
anyway, leave message there when you can... hmm... my loneliness is really showing... ooh. i'm such a fine specimen of 'attention deprivation syndrome'... ;)
gosh... today is definitely one of the most productive days in 2008.
plumber came at 9am, woke me up from my 4 hours of sleep. yes, i slept at 5am knowing that plumber was coming at 9am...but hey, i'm not a plumber i don't have to do the work, so what's the point of supervising? trust the professionals! as i've always believed...
by 11am, i was already like a dead man walking so i hit my bed knowing that there were 2 aliens in my house, mind you they were not as hot as those plumbers in 'desperate housewives', just a cold-face chinese man with his smiley malay assistant. so what's the point of supervising? anyway, 'desperate housewives' fail miserably in trying to portray the coolness in being a slutty housewives..so i couldn't be bother and went to my lalaland...
strangely, they were pretty efficient. by 1pm, they're done. i thought they would need at least 6 hours. the operation was, i would say quite tricky. my inner pipes have been leaking for months and my bill has come to a whooping Rm35 a month! that's 3 times of my normal bill! so the 'professionals' has to operate my rusty iron pipes and replaced it with new synthetic pipes and divert the fluids to a new & higher directions...haha....the operation is actually less obscene as i've describe.... ;) anyway, the improvement was tremendous and now i have cleaner h2o & a stronger thrust....
so...after the 2 pros left, professionals i should spell. i realized i need a major overhaul of the floors, it's full with milky foot prints. god, i need a maid, i exclaimed! then i thought, a short nap wouldn't be too bad.
i awoke with much despair when i realized, the foot prints & dust were still there. my french maid-fairy didn't clean it for me as promised. dragged my feet, armed my red vacuum cleaner, started inhaling the pile of dusts and of cos my boyboy's fur, damn. i was cursing my boyboy for being so cute & fluffy already! minutes later, packed myself with clorox, floor detergent (lavender frangranced, a mandatory), broom and i started sweeping. i hate sweeping...my nose can't handle dust that well, i would sneeze like an elephant! one hand squeezing my nose, one hand maneuvering my broom, and the other hand managing my dustpan. i suddenly turned an expert! with my 2 pale-soft-silky-smooth-skin hands, i managed to do 3 things at once, not bad :) and then came the most grueling part, mopping! i need a fucking maid! a fat one, a strong one, it's ok, i don't sleep with maid. so i don't need a fucking maid, i just need a maid.
now my shoulders are swelled from cleaning the entire 2 storeys. i'm really not cut for house work, seriously. so it's either a wife or a maid! ok, i'll take a fat maid and she does not need to be in french costume!
tonight, i shall rest my suddenly enlarged shoulders on my newly bought akemi bed sheet...280 thread count shall do the trick, it's gonna be a sweet dream...awesome :)
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