Deep Fried Brains

Somedays I just wanna .....

2010-11-22T11:33:00.007+08:00

The Scream by Edvard Munch

Kempen Mari Membaca

2010-11-22T01:22:00.005+08:00

1 year's worth of book sales + rediscovering my dad's collection of self help books = 2 shelves of unread books sticking out like sore thumbs at the bottom of my bookcase . Since Uni killed my reading habit, I'm gonna dam well make sure I finish a book a day during this pseudo holiday.

Before I enter the working world which I'm sure will gleefully kill it as well.

I was once Young, Fearless and very Oblivious

2010-11-22T00:17:00.006+08:00

Headache (c) Sarolta Ban

Sitting on the stage when I was 9, I had just told the entire school a story I had memorized. It was about a frog who ventured away from his lily pad to see the world, "A Frog Like Me" or "Runaway Froggie" I think it was called. Tiny details escape me now, but I remember grabbing a storybook off my book-shelve the day before the competition trying to memorize it in a day.

Now I don't really remember how I felt when I told my story, I could have stuttered my way through the whole thing or rattled off the whole story like a parrot, that I don't know. But what I do remember is how I felt when they announced the winners.

I didn't hear my name being called out for 3rd place or 2nd place, which didn't bother me at all as never felt that my chances of going home with at least a prize was gone. I was just so confident that they were going to call me for first, that when they actually did call my name for first place I didn't really feel surprised. I just knew it was going to be me.

Now why this memory sticks out for me was not because I won some crummy story telling competition back in Primary school. But that it was honestly the last time I had ever felt that kind of absolute confidence.

Growing up, facing more roadblocks in life we start becoming more cautious on keeping our hopes up too high. "Oh I it's Ok I was expecting this mark anyway" or "It's Ok I didn't get it, I never wanted it anyway, I just joined for fun". It's pretty easy why we do it really. Lowering your expectations becomes the airbag that lessens your injuries when your car crashes headfirst into reality.

But the danger in this is that we begin getting so good at hiding away our Hopes, that we sometimes forget where we kept them in the first place . Hopes get lost, and Dreams get forgotten .

The flashback of this forgotten memory suddenly came up to me while I was talking to my friend. I was explaining to her how I had sent in a couple of applications and I surprised myself on how negative I sounded on actually getting it.

This was not just cushioning myself for reality, this was downright setting up a self fulfilling prophesy for failure . Now I've not read 'The Secret' but I've heard about their Law of Attraction theory, which basically is positive thinking attracts positive results. I truly do believe in that, which was why my sudden negative attitude really bothered me.

Taking a step back I realize that this negative state of mind has crept up in other aspects of my life. Trust me tho, it didn't make things better when things didn't turn up the way I wanted it to be. Knowing you didn't get what you want is sucks, even if you were positive or negative about it.

What I'm trying to say is I wanna get that feeling back, that feeling of absolute confidence the snot nose 9 year old me once knew .

And what's the worst that can happen, I could be positive over something. I don't get what I want. It would sting a bit more, I might shed a few tears *snort* who am i kidding I'll probably cry for a week. But I'd get over it. then I'd be positive over something else and if I don't get what I want. It would sting a more, I might shed .......

but hey things will work out eventually.

Just like how it was when I was at my story telling competition. Problems could have arose, I could have blanked out on stage or never had memorized the story on time . If I had to do the same thing now those thoughts would certainly plague me. But back then it didn't, I chose to be oblivious.

We cant turn back time and become kids again for sure, but we can replicate aspects of who we used to be, in shaping out who we can be. Time to give this absolute confidence thing another try.

“When we think of failure, failure will be ours. If we remain undecided, nothing will ever change. All we need to do is want to achieve something great and then simply to do it. Never think of failure, for what we think, will come about.”
--Mahesh Prasad Varma

Polaroid days

2010-11-17T14:59:00.012+08:00

What is it about us humans that in the world of cutting edge technology it is in the things of the past we always revert back to. I spent my whole afternoon sipping hot coffee going through all 311 Polaroids taken by Parker Fitzgerald . Matching a quote to the amazing scenes he captures 365 days of his life in 2010 with his Polaroid camera.

Warm tones, hushed shadows and ghostly flairs creating a layer unique to this brand of photography . With the magic of Photoshop, this style could of course be replicated with a photo taken by a digital camera.

But there is just something about this old school photography :point, shoot, print: no room for touch ups or retakes, that truly captures the magic of the moment.

All photos taken from Parker's 365 Polaroid Quotes flicker series. Check it out *Here*

Out of Frame

2010-10-22T19:25:00.008+08:00

Banksy vs Bristol Museum (c) MG/BS4

Life is like an unfinished painting. Don't frame it up until your dead.

Messy Minds

2010-09-26T05:21:00.007+08:00

The Novel (c) Kate Bernauer

Debris of thoughts once they begin collecting in your mind they begin to cover every empty space they can find. Have you seen the show called Hoarders ? Its about a bunch of people who cannot let go of things, from ratty looking stuffed animals to cracked china, these things they no longer use began piling up covering functional spaces like their bathrooms and kitchens, leaving them unable to perform their daily rituals. Why eat standing up when you can clear out that broken toaster and blender, reclaim your table and have a nice sit down dinner. Why do they allow it to happen to them ?

From how I see it most of them don't even know how bad their problem is until someone tells it to them. Which is why most hoarders believe that they are actually collectors, when they are really being possessed by their possessions When your so used to living in a certain kind of environment what really is toxic seems so natural to you.Thoughts to me are the same. People who keep their thoughts or problems to themselves end up just thinking and rethinking the same thing. These thoughts cascade down the mind like Tetrist blocks, bits of odd pieces trying to fit but cant seem to match one another. Building up one incomplete line after another, till you reach Game Over.

As they pile up one on top of the other, the impossibility to get rid of these thoughts then allows it to posses us. The problem gets bigger. Which is why it is very important to tell people how you feel before it does, be it a friend, a stranger or a family member. Its important to spring clean your mind once in a while get rid of the chunks of stagnant thoughts and toxic emotions that take up space. Make room for fresh crazy thoughts so you wont let them overlap, manifest and make an even bigger mess.

Talk. Write. Scream. Shout. Get those ugly thoughts out !

Time and Tide

2010-09-23T19:18:00.018+08:00

"The Pumpkin President" (c) Mark Ryden

I wanted a watch with no dials. Suspended Reality transitioning into absurdity.
I asked my father could I ? and he said no.
I asked my mother should I and she said yes, Go.

So off I went into this Timeless Realm,
Been stuck here ever since then,
Leaves and flowers instead of minutes and hours.
Demon goats and pumpkin men using coats.

Everything was so blinding,
Fabulous, magical, stupefying,
Thats when I knew I needed to go,
Suspended reality grounded insanity, back to the place i know.

I asked my mother 'Could i please come back ?'
She said 'No, my Dear once your in, there's no turning back.'

Growing Out

2010-09-19T22:37:00.001+08:00

"When girls grow up they lose their childlike confidence and can never gain it back"

Chalk from Rivkah Gevinson on Vimeo.

Killer Technology and Hello i'm back.

2010-09-15T01:45:00.012+08:00

Video killed radio ...

Internet killed television .....

MSN killed ICQ

Facebook killed Friendster ....

Twitter killed blogger ...

one day

Tumblr will kill twitter ...

So when does this technological genocide ever end ?

Very easy it ends from where it begins ...

You. Me. Everybody

But since this is my blog, lets start with just me shall we.

So then lets start anew . My name is Malati how do you do ?

I've decided to start blogging again .

The fonts in my brain are beginning to annoy me,

"You can't always condense us to 140"

You see when you shift from one online platform to another you either have a clean break or don't break from it at all .

When I shifted from Friendster to Facebook . I never really looked back on Friendster .

Well except this one time when i googled my own name, needless to say after looking at the horrendously poser pictures of myself .

*Cue*

Close up picture of my eyes, bearing cliche tag line "My eyes are the window to my soul"

"What were you thinking 15 year old self ?"

But I was pretty sure that never again will i have the burning urge to go on my friends Friendster page and write them a 'Testimonial".

Seriously Friendster writing each other Testimonials ? What were we, putting in applications to be each others friends .

So then I shifted from Blogger to Twitter .The shift was gradual, it was much easier to let my thoughts out in bite sized pieces of 140 characters every time something happens.

To put it elegantly, its like you brain farting out words, spontaneous, unfiltered and kinda smelly.

It was was great at first. Actually it's still is great, but I missed you Blogger.

I never really could quit you. I'd tweet about you , write about you, talk about you, secretly come back and attempt to revive you.

But if you see this post, then its official this blog has been given CPR.

and I am Back and I'm gonna stop here and click 'Publish Post' instead of the usual 'Save as Draft'

" Blogging is not rocket science, it’s about being yourself, and putting what you have into it."

- Unknown

Fuck ***

2009-10-07T16:41:00.000+08:00

*Singing* I see you driving 'round town With the girl I love and I'm like,

FUCK YOUUUuuuuuuuuuuu

MALA WHAT DID YOU SAY ?!?!?

Forget You, Ma ! I said Forget YOUUUuuuuuuuuuuuuUUUUUuuuuuuuuuuuuuuUUUUUUuuuuuuuuu

Is dragging the Youuuuu your way of convincing me ?

Really women you must be hearing things ...

And fuck her tooOooooo

MALA !

and Forget her toooOOOOOOOoooooooOOOOOOOooooooOOOOOooooo

Ahaha my poor mother . I cant stop singing this song over and over again . It's really the happiest angry song ever :)

Continuum

2009-07-16T04:31:00.006+08:00

Going through my bookshelf today sorting out my old comics and books this fell out of one of my old Sweet Valley storybooks. Its an old card my parents gave me when i first turned 13.

A teenager i was. All grown up and All knowing .

Back then i was most probably more interested in the present which came along with the card then what was written on the card.

Although as much as i try to wrack my brains i cant remember what they got me.

but it doesn't matter, Though the memory of the present has faded away the wordings on the card still remain crisp and clear as it was 9 years ago :

"For My Teenager"
Words I want you to Remember .....

I have so many wishes for you, and I want them all to come true.

I want you to use your heart as a compass as you grow and find your way in the world, but i want you to always have an appreciation for the direction of home.

I want you to be self-reliant, self-motivated, and self sufficient, but to know that you will never be alone.

I want you to be safe and smart and cautious.

I want you to be wise beyond your years.

I don't want you to grow up too fast. I want you to come with me with your fears.

I pray that you wont rush the future, and that you'll slowly build on the steppingstones of the past. You have a strong foundation of family and friends and joy that will always last.

I love you beyond all words. I promise that i will love you beyond all time. So many treasures await you in your journey of life ... and being blessed with you... has been mine.

-Douglas Pangels-

Wise words which the teen back then look as just ink on paper, the young adult now thinks it should be engraved in gold.

Now that my teenage years are over and as much as i hope that I've fulfilled the wishes in the card ... I know i have not and i still have a long way to go.

So much has changed from 13 to 22 .

Responsibilities.

Worries.

Future.

Drive.

Hope.

<3

Sometimes i wish i had this much drive when i was younger. It gets overwhelming sometimes, making up for lost time, like running a marathon with no finish line.

Thinking out aloud "Am i doing the right thing?"

Hearing silence.

Because now there is no more nagging, screaming and yelling of what exactly is the right thing.

Now the only answers are in actions.

22, looking back there is many things i wish i did and didn't do. But after all that is said and done, looking at where i am today ican truly say that i am Happy.

Happy with the choices i made, people i met, things i did , life i led and future that i will have

but am i contented ?

No, and i don't think i ever will be.

Why ?

Because behind all my big, glossy, celluloid dreams and the never ending climb to reach it.

is the simple wish to someday make my parents proud.

and when i think I've achieved that.

I will finally be content.

Time polishes what is most precious, so that when your older you can see what truly shines.

That's why the bookmark has found a new home, from being hidden between the dusty pages of my book, to being tagged up on my Wish board.

Urgh

2009-06-19T18:42:00.004+08:00

All this studying is seriously cramping my style....

1 more paper to go ....

tick tick tick tick .... BOOM

Reminder :

2009-05-31T13:48:00.007+08:00

Moments of self pity. A guilty pleasure I'm sure we all indulge in.

Lord knows I've had my fair share. But what gives me a sharp slap in the face and never fails to make me pull up my bootstraps is this poem :

You're the Result of Yourself

Pablo Neruda

Don't blame anyone, never complain of anyone or anything

Because basically you have made of your life what you wanted.

Accept the difficulties of edifying yourself

And the worth of starting to correct your character.

The triumph of the true man arises from the ashes of his mistakes.

Never complain of your loneliness or your luck.

Face it with courage and accept it.

Somehow, they are the result of your acts and

It shows that you'll always win.

Don't feel frustrated of your own failures, neither unload them to someone else.

Accept yourself now or you'll go on justifying yourself like a child.

Remember that any time is good to start

And that no time is so good to give up.

Don't forget that the cause of your present is your past,

As the cause of your future will be your present.

Learn from the brave, from the strong,

From who doesn't accept situations

From who will live in spite of everything.

Think less of your problems and more of your work.

Learn to arise from your pain,

And to be greater than the greatest of your obstacles.

Look at the mirror of yourself and you'll be free and strong

And you'll stop being a puppet of circumstances.

For you yourself are your destiny.

Wake up and stare at the sun in the mornings and breathe the sun of dawn.

You're part of the strength of your life now,

Rise up, fight, walk, be sure and you'll win in life.

Don't ever think of 'fate'

For fate is the excuse of failures.

Just thought of sharing this. Will be on hiatus for a bit.

Bye !

Hugs,
MaL

Deeper Conversations

2009-04-19T00:59:00.010+08:00

Wrapping up this week in conversations :

"Its ok Mal look on the brighter side, who knows he might have moved up in life and from a Barista in Starbucks he has now become an insurance agent ?

But i don't want him to sell me policies i just want him to pour me my coffeeeeeee "

"So then i was thinking right, oh look this nice young boy and his mum is riding the KTM together, such a cute family moment. He looked like what 18 or something , fresh faced, cropped hair and preppy white polo tee n jeans standing with this 40 something older woman in like this like killer corporate suit. So i thought wow his mum looks really cool

So ?

and then they started making out in front of me

WTF

Exactly my friend . exactly and the moral of the story is never assume ... never ever assume"

"Why don't you spend enough time with me and why do you always go out ?

What are you talking about i was home for 3 whole days with u

Yes but you were in your room the whole time doing your assignment

What did you expect me to do pull a rabbit out of my hat for you . i had work to do

You don't love me. that's why.

Oooooo don't start your Indian family drama emotional blackmail with me woman.."

"So this year I'm gonna stop procrastinating , blog more, read more and most importantly stop procrastinating

You do know that you excuse of waiting for the Tamil New Year to make your resolutions, is a way of procrastinating on your resolution to stop procrastinating

That is it. I cannot be saved."

"Yes you can !

No i cant !

Yes you can !

No i cant

Yes you can

NO i cant

FINE you cant

SEE SEE I TOLD YOU ! I CANT DO IT , even you agree I CANT DO IT

This is why i hate talking to you when your menstruating"

"By failing this assignment the odds of me failing this subject is 99 to 1 you know. Right now cant even get past the first sentence . What if i fail ?

Fail. fail la.

You know a little bit of encouragement right now would be much appreciated

Fine what do u want me to say ?

You wont fail ?

Ok you wont fail.

I feel the Love mother, i really do."

"So you take the cigarette, use your thumb and forefinger and hold it a little bit away from the edge. Light up the tip. Don't inhale the first puff, just blow it out. Next you suck it in and then slowly release the smoke out.

I didn't know smoking took so much effort i always thought you just put it in your mouth and it'll all work naturally from there

They should make a movie out of this.

and call it Smoking 101. Omg i cant wait to twitter this"

"Aaraki sense Konnichiwa, genki desu ka ?

Hait, malati san, genki desu. anata no *continues her conversation in rapid fire Japanese*

Erm, ahhhh ...watashi, ju ni-gatsu to JLPT4 no shiken ... erm .. um ... ah ....

Ooooo JLPT4 no Shiken !!!! anatawa taihen renshu to fukushu *continues on her conversation in rapid fire japanese*

Onegai sense !!! Motto Yukkuri Ittekudasai !"

*and so proceeds the most mind numbingly slow Japanese conversation in the history of the universe*

"So do you still think you have the best ass in Kuantan ?

*full of pride* without a doubt the title still belongs to me.

Good to see somethings never change"

"WHAT do you MEAN by you just want to be HAPPY . You are Indian you cannot just be happy, you have to work yourself to death , get money, money and more money, buy a house, get married, have few children and maybe only maybe you allowed to be slightly happy.

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH"

"Careful, then a Pocong will come out and steal our food

OMG I'M A POCONG

*silence*

No seriously i am

Oookayyyy

No i took a Facebook 'What hantu are you quiz' and turns out I'm a Pocong

You took a facebook 'What hantu are you' quiz ?

Yeah all my other friends good way cooler ghost like Hantu Tetek and Toyol n stuff, and i got lame ol' Pocong

Being a Hantu Tetek is cool ?"

"I know at the end of the day you gonna marry one of those Balak tycoon's rich brats sons you met in Sarawak

Yeah it would make things much easier"

"What are you complaining for. Dude remember, there is cute butt, and there is the i-can-feed-a-third-world-outta-this-ass butt. Dam that Megan fox and her quotable quotes

HAHAHAHAHHA"

"You know i want a guy whose like weird u know, not like the i-am-a-serial-killer weird but like weird-ly, random-ly, strange-ly, eccentric-ly weird . u know . like how I'm weird

Yup you most definitely weird

AHAHAHA bitch"

"I hate it when people take me seriously, half the time i don't mean what i say and don't think when i write

Isn't Communications one of your majors in school ?

Yeah.

Well good luck with that then."

"Since your at my blog why don't you comment something like i love you or I'm your number 1 fan.

No, don't be lame

I know your password why don't i do you a favor and comment that on your behalf

Your psycho, don't ok

Fine i know your Facebook password I'll write that on my wall instead

Don't be crazy

I am emotionally needyyyyyy

you are mentally retardedddddd

Remember we ARE relate so by default, so are you."

"Why so glum chum ?

I've lost focus these past few months and i think i screwed up big time on so many different levels. Worst thing is, i know there's no such thing as second chances.

Well your right . There is No such thing as second chances, because your making way for new chances to come up to you.

That's true. Thank You

Anytime. Now all aboard the Positive Express."

Well that's a wrap !!!

Distantly Close

2009-04-18T21:58:00.019+08:00

Although we don't get to spend everyday together , I'm glad that on the days we do, makes every minit spent together feel all that more special

No matter how old we become , we must always remember our spastic CPU roots

Because when the white hair begins to show and the wrinkles begin to grow , the laughter will always stop us from becoming old,

Crazy adventures and funny stories is shared best with good food and even better company ,

Despite the wonders of technology, Sharing jokes, telling stories, exchanging hugs, linking arms while walking and cam whoring till the battery runs low are just some of the things best done the old fashion way.

In those few hours, made me remember what great times we shared together,

Cheep food at the pasar, ice kacang after classes, bitching sessions would last for hours n hours

Talks about dreams, hopes and the distant future, saying it out aloud makes it all the more real er

Be it a dentist who'll end up a designer , or a steward who will end up a lecturer

What matters is that from 18 to now, we've all started our big adventure into the cloudy future

where we'll end up nobody knows ... but i hope that despite it all this we'll always remain friends.

However : Diva 1, make sure i don't see u in any MAS sex tape DVD and Diva 2, make sure u don't spray paint your patients teeth pink, telling them its cause pink is the new white .

Love u guys to bits !

XOXOXOXOX

Senseless Sensibility

2009-04-17T19:09:00.009+08:00

Its overrrrr, and this is how my table looks like right now ....

after scouring through piles and piles academic mambojumbo for international studies and authorship these past few weeks i did myself a favor and bought myself this :

Shin Chan is the wises of the lot.

It will keep me entertained on my train ride tomorrow to see 2 of my most favorite boyssss

Cant Wait =)

Oh my Southpark just finished loading . gonna watch it now. this week is gonna be just mindless fun .

and the closes i'm gonna come to academia is eating macadamia

although i do still have 4 pending articles to write

=(

I'll cross that bridge when i get there .....

Time to find joy in watching mindless entertainment .

and before i go i shall leave you with whats been playing on my mind :

Hey diddle diddle, the cat and the fiddle,
The cow jumped over the moon,
The little dog laughed to see such sport,
And the dish ran away with the spoon.

Simple minds have simple thoughts .

You all have a nice weekend !

Legally Blond

2009-04-15T21:38:00.004+08:00

Dinner conversation :

Dad : So you know i was trying to look up for the Latest Woolf reforms online but i couldn't access many of the sites i already had .

Me : Yeah you should try Googleing for other sites . God Lord Woolf i remember how much i used to hate him back in A-lvls ...

Mum : Who is this guy ?

Dad : *Goes on to give a longggg and detailed description on the life, accomplishments and contributions of Lord Woolf towards the English Legal System ?*

Mum : Whats his name again, Lord Wolverine ?

You should have seen my dad's expression. priceless.

I nearly chocked on my rice.

Trust my mum to change this guy :

To this Guy :

Made my day this one.

On an unrelated note i now have 18 hours left before i hand in my assignment . Going to churn out words non-stop like a font machine *i hope*. To quote Sarah Rostam

"Go Mal. The power of backspace is in your hands"

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Bridging the Digital Divide

2009-04-14T21:31:00.007+08:00

Via the wonderful World of Twitter, i have finally seen the three things i have in common with Khairy Jamaluddin :

Woke up with no campaigning to do. Feels weird. The boys got my undivided attention for the first time since whenever. Must lose weight.
1:15 PM Apr 8th from TwitterBerry

Trust me i feel you on this one, the battle of the bulge is one epic battle one can only fight by themselves.

Just like me Mr.Khairy seems also to be a certified twitter addict :

On the way to Istana Negara.
9:23 AM Apr 3rd from TwitterBerry

Entering Istana Negara.
9:41 AM Apr 3rd from TwitterBerry

In the Balairong Seri.
9:48 AM Apr 3rd from TwitterBerry

All done. Under some tent now. People eating.
10:49 AM Apr 3rd from Tweetie

Better updates then Malaysiakini. i say.

And

He even expresses emotions like you and me :

Who's flip flopping now? Only yesterday Guan Eng and Anwar said the incompetent Fairus was on leave and not quitting. Today he resigns. WTF?
1:41 AM Mar 22nd from TwitterBerry

His WTF really made me LOL.

Nice to see that under all that layers of politics, lies a fellow tweet like you and me.

Aint the internet grand, makes me all warm and fuzzy inside when i think how it brings all of us closer together under one big digital roof.

Follow his tweets and see what you have in common with him :
http://twitter.com/Khairykj

G'day !

DigitaL Prozac

2009-04-14T20:23:00.010+08:00

This is the first Sunday i actually forgot to do my check postsecret website ritual .

Now no one can be that busy .

It's like my weekly digital Prozac,

This is painful,

and this is Sad,

This is inspirational ,

and this one just makes me feel bad.

But what all this does is make you realize that,

at the end of the day,

your life ain't really all that bad.

“Today you are You, that is truer than true. There is no one alive who is Youer than You.”

-Dr. Seuss quotes (American Writer and Cartoonist best known for his collection of children's books. 1904-1991)-

Rationally Psychotic

2009-04-12T23:36:00.010+08:00

“Without psychoanalysis we should never know that when we think a thing the thing we think is not the thing we think but only the thing that makes us think we think the thing we think we think”

Like seriously i'm so bloody tired of all this thinking . This assignment is driving me mad.

Psychoanalysts can probably look at me eating a hot dog and think ....

omg phallic symbol ....

unconscious

actions

showing

repressed

desires

Leave me alone u psychos n let a girl eat her food in peace

and now on a lighter note .....

I'm never gonna look at my 1901 the same way again.

:(

You just couldnt be like any normal person now could u Freud ? U couldnt just say ... dam that was a bad nightmare or wow that was a wonderful dream ... Nuuuuuooooo u had to take dreams and turn them into my current nightmares

instead Wanna try psychoanalyzing Santa ?

......because every dog needs a psychologist

Just like every flea needs a psychologist .....
Hey just because their microscopic does not mean they dont have issues

Hahahahaahahahahahahaha this is the best coz its a literal representation of what psychoanalyst will end up saying about your unconscious .

Because after all my readings on it, this sums it all up :

ok back to consciously uncovering the unconscious which is repressed somewhere between the subconscious and the idontgiveafuck.

good day !

Ambiguously Clear

2009-04-06T04:01:00.000+08:00

Dream's of :

Indigo monkeys and burning pains .

Rotting candy and happy days .

Sunshine soup and deep fried Brains

I wonder what would Freud say ?

" Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar "

Beautifully Ugly

2009-03-31T22:40:00.007+08:00

Thinks The lonely Seagull :

"Which to choose the warm brown sands, or the ice blue sea ?"

I took this picture when i was wondering around Manukan Island, Sabah.

I love it because for once instead of thinking of angels, alignments, composition,aesthetics,beauty,lighting,interpretation,understanding,juxtaposition,colours.

I simply saw the scene, randomly took out my crappy camera and shot it.

It was not planned but I love how the seagull is smack dab in the center of the picture, in between the rocky sands and the moody sea.

How it almost looks Beautifully Ugly .

Photographer i certainly am not . No, i do not own a DSLR that when pointed at you looks more likely to blow your head off rather then capture your image. Nor do i take any fantabulously artsy shots which would make you gasp in amazement .

I take pictures simply because it makes me happy, although i've not touched my camera in months.

I love it when i look through my pictures and come across one which takes me back to where it was shot.

Looking at this i can almost smell the salty sea breeze and feel the grainy sand on my toes.

That to me is worth more then a 100 shots taken with a bazooka looking camera .

Although if i did have few grand to spare there would be no doubt about it I'd buy myself the best dam bazooka cam. money can buy.

But since i don't I'm happy with my crappy 4 mega pixel Olympus with its horrible night shots, even worst indoor shots, useless day shots but bloody wonderful accidental shots.

: I choose the sea :

When words don't cut it

2009-03-29T03:39:00.003+08:00

Happy Bunny.

What do you see ?

.........................................

Tomorrow will be fine,

Cause all I need to do is, smile.

:)

Down by Memory Lane....

2009-03-24T05:05:00.006+08:00

Way Back when i went to school, High School most definitely DID NOT have a Musical .

Sure we did not burst into catchy tunes when our exams were over, nor did we have the entire school gather together to do a little dance number when our school's basketball team took gold.

Despite the lack of song and dance , high school sure was fun.

Although amazing to think, how different are the paths we each took after we left school.

Why just 5 years ago we were all sitting down in the same Bio Lab butchering erm sorry dissecting the same frog , with what some would say fevered enthusiasm due to the fact that after gleefully picking and mangling its innards we realized that we forgot to draw the diagram of what we saw. No prizes guessing why our whole group had the same diagram which looked suspiciously similar to the frog drawing in the Longman Bio Workbook. hey they all look the same on the inside right. (Mr. Frog pls dont judge me)

It really feels like only yesterday we were entered our Kimia lab to conduct an experiment which we usually had even lesser of a clue of what we did going out then what we did going in. Hey 15 students to 1 apparatus . you do the math.. oh the woes of government schools.

The memories of..... (ok this one i'm bloody happy i got it over with ok so i'm not going to even pretend i miss it. math.yucks) sitting together panicking over add math's equations are not one i look upon fondly but its one i cant erase (oh the tutions T_T )

But despite the fact that i hated my science subjects with unbridled passion. These subjects we what we all shared in common. stressing over. solving together and laughing over (well i cried more then i laughed, but laughing sounds more poetic no)

In the five years its always amazing to see how different we all are from one another whenever i meet up with my school friends. Why just last Friday, i met up with 3 of my high school friends . One just graduated as an IT major and another studying for Languages in Japan. We took a good 3 hours of our conversation figuring out what the heck each other was studying for and what they'd do later on. He was amazed that after high school i have been writting essay upon essay non stop and i was amazed that he had to learn a completely different language for programing.

OMG in which me n my other friend had a utter platinum blond moment .

So my friend is studying Languages in Japan n since my other friend did IT she was telling him how this year she was taking Programing as her electives .

He : Thats cool so what language do u use ?

Me + Her : English la what other language is there , although the Uni is in Japan most of the classes are conducted in English u know. Hahahahahaha silly boy ....

He : Urm... actually i mean programing language u know like Java, Turing, Pascal ....

Her : OOOoooo we havent gotten that far really

Me : You MEAN U GUYS SPEAK A DIFFERENT LANGUAGE . (i then proceed to do my best 'take. me. to. your. leader.' and 'we. come. in. peace." impersonation, hey some stereotypes die hard)

*SIDE NOTE* this convo totally reminded me of the one i read on bash.org

*In a IRC chat room*

Q : Does someone speak python here?

A: HHHHHSSSSSHSSS
SSSSS

Q: the programming language, you idiot.

Hahahahahah see were not the only ones.

But be it speaking in python or English, despite our differences the good thing is that during these mini reunions we never run out of things to talk about because at the end of the day deep down we all have that one language that binds us all.

GOSSIP.

Hahahahaha . its true ! After the polite n intelligent small talk of, what are you doing and where are u studying is all over .

we go to the juicy bits

Remember when XXX went out with YYY ?

OMG u know i saw in Facebook, ZZZ is going out with EEE !!!

Shit have u seen, CCC looks so different now !

NO WAY !

Then after the gossip sessions of how A is now going out with C when before that he was with D.

We go to the second part we all have in common , high school memories ...

You can almost be 100% sure that one person of the group will say how they wish they were back in high school when things were all happy and less complicated.

And with that comment to start the ball rolling you can definitely clue the cheesy nostalgic music because at the same time everyone will start going back to their best High school Musical moments :

Remember getting n buying flowers from Interact n Leo club during Valentines day ?

Hey remember the ridiculous gang's they used to have in school ?

Remember how we used to sneak out from school to go mamak ?

Remember hiding liquid paper during spot check ?

Remember how we made the EST teacher cry ? (yes we really did. only when i became a teacher myself did i feel the full blown guilt of this)

Remember the horrible canteen food ?

Remember how u used to think WWW was the cutest guy everrrrrr ?

Remember falling asleep during perhimpunan ?

Yup the word of the day would most definitely be Remember ...... because no matter how different each of the paths we took after school are, ...lawyer to doctor, nurse to journalist ..... all we have to say is remember and instantly all our paths merge to one, and once again were all strolling down memory lane to SMSU together.

This was my high school musical =)

Mr. Frog & Me

2009-02-01T23:51:00.011+08:00

Dear Mr. Frog,

I'm writing this letter to you because the 15 minutes i spent with you has left such a profound impact on me. You are an inspiration. If Obama was a frog he'd be you. Judging from my initial reaction upon seeing you was to scream on top of my lungs then stomping my foot going 'shooo' 'shooo' , I'm guessing we kinda started of on the wrong foot. But hey first impressions should never count. Right?

But seriously, could you blame me for thinking the first thing you'd do when u saw me was jump on me. I mean with your slimy,moist,warty dirt brown skin, I'm not one to judge but it is kinda gross. Anyhow i've always had horrible encounters with your kind, the last frog i saw was at Mt. Kinabalu park, i was sitting down near a tree and the first thing that green freak did was jump,right smack on my forehead, only to miss and end up dangling on my glasses.

I swear if if wasn't for a fact that i had an eye power of a thousand and that I'm blind without my glasses. I'd fling that specs straight back to Semenanjung. So instead i used what the good lord gave me, my vocal cords were finally put to good use that day. The frog jumped so far from me i think it broke the Olympic high jump record in the process.On top of that i also think i might have caused it to now have permanent hearing loss. Anyways the green devil was pure evil, it left a trail of slimy muck on my glasses which i was too grossed out to wipe away. Leaving me to stumble like a blind bat on my trek down. Trust me i cursed that green monster to hell for every bump and cut i got that day.Now if u see a slimy, evil looking, puke green coloured frog using a hearing aid. Tell him i said he had it coming.

So Mr. Frog do you now see the reason for my initial reaction ?Although whenever i see a frog i do feel a tinge of guilt when i recall the joy i had running around in Bio lab during frog dissection, showing everyone the still beating heat of the frog i held in my hand. Ah the simple joys of youth.

Back to you, what really intrigued me was that despite my feet stomping and shoo shoo-ing you remained perfectly still unfazed by the strange female with a green face (i was using a facial mask btw, i'm in no way one of your cousins) in front of you. As interesting as you were i had to get you to move, you were sitting right in front of my washing machine and if i didn't get my clothes out, it would never dry in time and I'd end up going to work in the clothes God provided me with. Not gonna happen.

Judging that my next brilliant plan to get you away was by making meow-ing noises pretending i was a cat that was going to eat you didn't work either . I kinda gave up. I mean you didn't even blink your bugged eyes when i meow-ed at you. That, i have to say was very fearless of you . You are one very brave frog, well either that or cats generally don't eat frogs and you were going, "Gurllll did u take yo crazy pills today". So now you not only think I'm freaky but also a blond. A wise person once told me second impressions don't count either.

So despite my valiant efforts there you remained. Looking at me, looking at you with your huge caramel eyes that had flecks of gold in it.On a side note, they should really come up with coloured contacts of your eyes. Its really pretty. Since you remained like a perfect froggish gentleman the whole time , blinking at me with an expression of polite curiosity. i was finally convinced you wouldn't jump on me and i unloaded my clothes from the machine and dried it.

When i was done with drying my clothes i came back to see if you were still there, and sure enough there you were sitting perfectly still. Hmmm if i kissed you would you turn into a handsome prince ? I mean them fairy tales have to get their ideas from somewhere right, it couldn't all be fiction.

I mean seriously, first you didn't jump on me which totally shows what a gentlemen you are and then despite my borderline neurotic behaviour you just patiently waited right there which shows your dependable too. and your eyes, I've always said that eyes maketh a man hot.

And then i thought what if you don't turn into a prince, Nope i didn't live for 2 decades and then some to have my first kiss with a frog. Anyway i know better then to think 'The frog prince' is real, i mean come on we all know that out of all them Disney tales only Cinderella is non-fiction (Knight and shining armour, call me!)

So instead of sharing a slimy kiss with you i decided to take out my camera and take pictures of you. I was still pissed at not getting the flood pictures, I'm not letting a frog get away. So after taking countless pictures of you. Although Mr Frog i don't think you should give up your day job, Same pose in every single frame. Tyra would not be proud.

After a dozen frog pictures later, i was finally pleased with my pseudo photography for the day and i went to keep my camera away, and when i came back.

You were gone.

I didn't even get to say goodbye :(

and You even politely waited for me to finish taking all my pictures of you before you left. I knew you were a prince.

Oh well.

So instead of starting on my Feature article which is due in two days time, i decided to write an open letter to you on my blog.

Goodbye Mr.Frog ! It was really nice meeting you !

Sincerely,

Malati Siniah

“Someday we'll find it, that rainbow connection,the lovers

the dreamers and me.”

-Kermit the Frog-

For conversation, just add water

2009-02-01T18:19:00.007+08:00

As i was wading barefoot through knee deep murky brown flood water, holding my slippers in one hand and balancing my umbrella in the other, all i was thinking

you have got to be kidding me.

I mean i have never seen flood in my whole life.

Read about it, yes, watched it on the news of, course i have.

But experience it ?

I live happily on top of a hill in subang jaya. To me flooding is when there are puddles on my lawn after heavy rain.

Yet here i am my jeans folded up to my thighs, waking barefoot on the street in the middle of town to go to the bus stop.

I don't even want to think of how i look. a psychotic paddy farmer sorry had to draw a mental image

Urgh, i think i just stepped on something mushy.

Nastyyyy

Dontthinkaboutit.dontthinkaboutit.

OH MY GOD the people on the other street are actually on a perahu.

I wonder i could get a fold up one to fit in my backpack.

SHIT i don't have the hands to take a goddam picture.

Hmmm if i dropped my slippers and grabbed my camera would the slippers float away ?

Better not. need to use them next sem

Damm the water is the colour of the nescafe peng i had for breakfast

dontthinkdontthinkdontthink

God if your listening i will start going to temple more , just please dont let me fall into the water the last thing i need is my laptop to drown on its one month anniversary with me. Si Putih i love you <3 class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">christened it such.It's white.I'm not creative. go figure.

I see the bags from the bag shop floating away, the owner desperately catching them before they get too far.

The restaurant owner beside is closing up his shop and i see the chairs in his shop slowly bobbing in the water

A little bit. more. reached the bus stop.

phew.

Got on the bus.

my feet looks like a wrinkled prune.

gross.gross.gross.

Now sitting comfortably on the bus, i look out my window n see nothing but water water and watery water

Seriously it looked like Sibu town was drowning in front of my very eyes.

As the journey continues the mak cik next to me taps my shoulders and gestures the the window on the right side

I see a Kancil nearly completely submerged in water

i gawped .

I turned to the window on my side and saw half of the school bursting with water from every nook n cranny.

Mak Cik, look.

now She gawped.

Basically the rest of the journey continued with us looking at something or rather and gesturing to one another Look ! Look!

It was like being on a Flood safari

But seriously it was terrible, most people couldnt even get out of their houses.

Those who were desperate walked in waters that were waist high

I nervously fiddle with my camera, if i take pictures will i look too touristy?

But really wanted to capture what i saw.

Then i see the boys 3 seats away taking a video of everything. hmm the thing will probably be uploaded on youtube faster then you can say floodwhat? hey if they can do it, so can i

I turn on my camera. Battery flashes in red.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. forgot to charge it.

the rest of the journey continues with the mak cik telling me how the flood in her area is so bad they have to get in and out of the house by lorry.

The flood situation here is really bad. For me this is just another anecdote i would tell my friends when i get back.

But to the people living here. its something they have to go through everyday. year after year. again and again during the rainy season.

Wadding in water to go to work, school, home .

how can you concentrate when your Clothes is wet, body stinky, feet pruned.

Listening to people explain to me the clean up they have to go through after the floods hits their homes. floors caked in mud.water seeping into electrical items and spoiling them. furniture's covered in muck. watching their white wash walls painted in brown.

I cant imagine coming back and seeing my house in that state

Blame it on poor drainage. swampy lands. bad infrastructure. Rain

You name it the people have said it. At the end of the day fact remains something needs to be done.

I think half of the stories I've been writing since the beginning of this year have something or rather to do with the floods.

I hear it from my colleagues, random people i talk to, the people i interview....

Most of the conversations I've been having begins with

"hujan manyak teruk haaaa'

its either that or

"lumah lu ada banjir kaaaa"

Yup for conversation, just add water.

So far its been quite a diluted 09' for the people in Sarawak. With flood situations getting from ok to bad to worst then ok again. What i saw was just in the town. My colleague who stays in a longhouse at the interior region cant even get out of his house. and in some parts of Bintulu water levels are up too 12 feet.

But all is not lost, the government has promised a new 137 million flood mitigation project to alleviate the problem, and the local council here has assured and reassured the people that steps will be take to lessen the flooding problems, upgrading the drains etc..etc...

That's good right ?

Thing is , the people here said they heard the same promises last year.

Oh.

Well let s hope for the best shall we.

But till then the mak cik i met on the bus will get on a lorry to get out of her house.

and i will go to work tomorrow and write another flood story.

"No individual raindrop ever considers itself responsible for the flood"

-Chinese Saying-

p/s : Just needed to get this off my chest. Sorry for the lack of updates since i got here . things have been crazy but great. Will write a proper post one once I'm done with work finishing on 14feb wohoooo !

pp/s : HAPPY NEW YEAR !

ppp/s : I miss you, you, you, especially you oh n not forgetting you, oh what the heck i miss you as well :)

Disjointed

2008-12-11T01:03:00.004+08:00

There is only one word going through my mind now :

I got a call today morning . 9 am, naturally i was still a happy resident in LaLa Land. my brain was filled with cotton and so was my mouth .

"Hello this is the editor of the Borneo Post. I'm calling to inform you that your application has been successful."

"What ? "

"You are Malati right ? You applied to intern at Sibu for 2 months. Are you still interested in the post ? "

"No"

"Excuse me ? "

Shit .

"Ah sorry . yes yes i am still interested "

"Great. I'll be looking forward to seeing you at the office on Monday morning . Good day"

Shit

I got it . i'm going to Sarawak in 3 days for 2 months . I've not packed. got no tickets. I've got 101 things pending on my to do list .the 2 articles due in 2 weeks i was procrastinating on now has to be finished in 2 days.

Shit

Not to mention my editor probably thinks she hired a monosyllabic moron

Shit.

I've not read the news in days and I'm gonna work at a newspaper publishing place. Right now i can name you, in alphabetical order every Korean,Japanese and Taiwanese actor, basically thats all i can do.

I'm scared as hell .

I've still not spent enough time with my friends . breakfast . lunches . dinners. picnics. bowling. skating . movies. starbucks.

Shit.

I'm gonna miss Christmas . New Year . Reunions. Birthdays

This sure as hell better be worth it.

Shit.

My Favorite Couple Is ......

2008-11-29T21:43:00.008+08:00

No, No and No

Nope its not them. This couple is even better ....

Nope their not in this lot too ... I'm telling you this couple is better . Well for one thing, they've been together wayyyy longer then any one of these so called 'power couples'

And the Award for Best Couple in my Books is .........

TA-DAHHHHH !!! Ms.Sugunaveni and Mr. Siniah

WHO ?

Oi my Parents la of course . The main fact that greatly influenced me in picking them for this award is the glaring truth that .

"Without them. There would have been No me"

As i do not believe in nepotism, i judged all the other couples running for this award both fairly and justly . It was a totally non-biased decision.

So I'm the guessing the fact that they GAVE ME LIFE is a good enough reason for my parents to win.

YAY !

Moving on ....

Today my Parents celebrated their 27th Wedding Anniversary

Which coincidently falls on the same day as my fathers birthday.

I grinned and told him " So mummy was you best birthday present ever lah"

*nudge* *nudge*

He replied with an awkward Erm ... and gave me the 'you are weird' look

So tak romantic i tell you.

My parents had an arranged marriage, which was common among indians during that time. (something i strongly dont agree in). The two families found out about each other through a mutual family friend which introduced the two families *cue the tamil music*.

So once the two parties met up at my Mum's house in Melaka . My mum, after meeting my dad, agreed to go out with him. They had a sort of 1 year courting period *cue the music from a Jane Austin Novel* which because my dad lived in KL and my mum was having her teachers training, barely got to meet each other once a month . But towards the end of the year they both agreed to get married.

I had asked them once; at that time what made them go on with the arranged marrage despite not knowing much about each other. My mum's reply was :

He was a bank manager so i knew he could provide for me when we got married

My dad's reply was :

She was fair and was a teacher so i knew she would be a good mother to my children

WHAT !!! NO stories of love at first sight .Fine...fine it was how they thought about each other, BEFORE getting to know each other better, so kinda superficial answers but.... AyooOoo so not LoManTik lah

Standing beside their Wedding Photograph

There are times when I listen to some of their conversations and think that their on two completely different planets . Like a conversation they recently had in the car while driving ...

Dad : Look at that biscuit factory. I heard their laying off workers there also. The world economy is getting from bad to worst, they say were still going strong but the question is how long ? We all need to start spending carefully and be thrifty ** Starts to ramble about falling stock prices and on the MNE-es that were closing down in Penang which he read about in the news ** What do you think ah?

Mum : Ah talking about biscuits, were all out of them. Remind me to stop at Carefour when we go back, to get more ok.

Dad : Didn't you hear what i said ?

Mum : Yes, but i'm not worried about that. We really did run out of biscuits.

What wouldn't i given for a tape recorder at that time . I laughed till i cried . Now I'm not saying my mum is a blond, she reads the news daily and is way more informed on current affairs then me . But thats how they are :) My mum is more the "Don't worry be happy type" and my dad well he's more the "Let's not be too happy and just worry in case it doesn't last" type.

Living together with someone for 27 years is no joke. Despite their deferences, to me it the small things they do that makes their relationship so great .

Like how my dad :

Always holds my mum's hand, be it when shes crossing the road, drain or stream.

Always helps her out with the cooking in the kitchen so she wont get tired or feel bored

Being by her side through every step of the way in her uphill battle with cancer.

Skipped work and made sure he followed her for every consultation, check up, operation and chemo therapy

Gets her flowers for mothers day

And always reminding me and my sister how lucky we are to have a mother like her

And Like how my mum :

Nags at my dad not to do too much sports, so he wouldn't tire himself .

Takes care of my father whenever he falls ill, from making chicken soup to getting him to take his meds

Insist on serving food for him at the table

Always remembers to get him something for every birthday. Ehem even at times sponsors our gifts to him too.

Colour coordinates their outfits when they go together for events

Always reminds us to respect our father and reminds us of the things many he has done for us .

No matter what they say or do, at the end of the day its the little things you see them do that shows how much they care for each other

To Mummy and Daddy Happy 27th Anniversary :) You guys will always be my favorite couple .

Kalah, Vanessa Hudgens and Zac Efron

;)

"Love at first sight is easy to understand; it's when two people have been looking at each other for a lifetime, that's when it becomes a miracle."
- Amy Bloom - Award Winning American Writer

Random

2008-11-29T07:26:00.011+08:00

I woke up today soaked in sweat. I had my first nightmare in a long long time.

I tossed and turned . tossed and turned .

the wind was howling.. it was raining.

I counted sheep. drank water.

Tried but i just could not go back to bed.

Soon the sky turned from black to purple, from orange to blue

Dawn.

and at the corner of my eye i spotted it.

a Rainbow.

Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue, Indigo, Violet.

A 7 colored roller coaster, at the theme park in the sky.

half gone and almost fading, but beautiful all the same.

I saw that rainbow and knew it was going be a wonderful day.

Its only 7 am, i may be overly optimistic

My eyes are Bloodshot, my skin is Dry and my hair is Flat.

Basically i look like Crap.

and In a few hours I'll be going for a meeting at AWAM, which I'm less then prepared for.

For all you know today may be the worst day of my life.

But for now I'd like to capture this moment in words

Because if today really turns out to be horrible, I'll read back what i wrote

and remember the happy Post-it note God left me, in the sky.

p/s : Hello again.

Static Thoughts

2008-10-05T14:26:00.021+08:00

I'm hopeless give me 1 week of holiday and already I'm bored, I'm definitely getting an internship for the 4 month holidays or I'll go crazy

So I've been writing a lot which is a good thing. getting my thoughts in order on pen and paper, now if only i could read my own writing

I have 5 new drafts to add to my 30 drafts for my blog . I'm finishing these 5 even it it kills me. I swear

I woke up at 9 am to watch the VP debates on CNN. It was so not worth all the hype lah. Palin is weird my mind remains unchanged .

Do you know why i watch so much news ? Well because the only extra package subscribed for my Astro is the bloody news and learning channels . Thus my moments in front of the TV comprises of watching Hitler give a speech on the History Channel , Watching the anchors on CNN tell me who died in the last 5 seconds and watch animals have sex on Animal Planet . (Seriously its called Wild Sex my eyes nearly popped out when i saw the title on my info screen and then i saw two gorillas have a go at it. I'm scarred for life now. )

Then when i get bored of that i watch strange Malay drama's on RTM , do you know there is a Malaysian version of Grays Anatomy ? Yes its called Ampang Medical . Seriously its a great series go ahead cut you Star Word subscription and start watching it .

:( fine i lied . its not great. I want you people to suffer along with me

I'm am addicted to THIS . Its a great site for fact junkies like did u know :

1. Crazy people put razorblades in apples and needles in Halloween candy. There have been specific, documented cases about kids being pricked by needles hidden inside of Halloween candy. More than 80 cases have been recorded since 1959, but only 10 resulted in even a minor injury. The worst case was when one woman required a couple of stitches. In 2000, though, a man in Minneapolis did put needles in Snickers bars and handed them out to kids he didn’t even know. One boy did get stuck, but not enough to require medical attention. The man responsible was charged with intent to cause death, harm or illness.

Or that

2. Polish sprinter Stanislawa Walasiewicz (aka Stella Walsh), who set 11 world records in her career, winning the 100-meter Olympic finals in 1932 with what one official described as "long man-like strides."

After she died in 1980, however, it was revealed that she had indeed been a man.

Yes go there if you like reading about redundant but interesting facts. Its like a condensed version of Wikipedia

I cant wait to watch High school Musical 3 and write another review on it. I remember how the first one brought me so much JOY

Finally after months of procrastinating I've finished Prozac Nation. It was an irritatingly good read. Like really it was a well written irritating book.

I've been watching so much stand up comedies that i think i lost my soul. You know when you start laughing hysterically at "How do u put a Baby in the Blender" jokes you need to start watching some Disney to keep the karma in balance.

I've not been on Facebook for so long that yesterday when i tried to log in i discovered that i've forgotten my password.

Now to make this redundant post seem longer i shall do a tag :

Instructions:

a) Answer the questions below, do a Google Image search with your answer, take a picture from the page of results, and do it with minimal words of explanation.

b) Tag 5 other people to do the same once you’ve finished answering every question.

1. The age you’ll be on your next birthday

Sing with me now "I dont wanna grow up .. i wanna be a Toys R' US kid ......"

2. A place you’d like to travel to

I <3>

3. Your favourite place

I love going to both the old and the modern side of KL. Can never get bored of it.

4. Your favourite food

Fried rice . Might not be exotic but it sure taste good

5. Your Favorite drink

Surprise surprise ;)

6. Your favourite pet

All together now "Awwwwwww"

7. Your favorite colour combination

I always thought red and turquoise looked great together

8. Your favourite piece of clothing

Give me a pair of Jeans and I'm good to go

9. Your favourite TV show

Intelligent humor at its best.

10. First name of your significant other

Hey blame it on Disney

11. The town in which you live

Yeesh as soon as i typed Subang Jaya in Google Images all the accident cases that happened here came out, So i thought a map of the place would be less depressing

12. Your first job

LoL a teacher i was, but i never used a sari and i wasnt so Garang lah

13. Your dream job

14. A bad habit you have

Story of my life

15. Your worst fear

Of taking the wrong path.

16. What you’d like to do before you die

To see all 1000 of them .

Thats a wrap ! So if you patiently read this post till the end then .....

T-A-G your it !

**puff the magic dragon

2008-09-24T12:48:00.007+08:00

Multiple Assignments are driving me insane

"Back to early mornings and late nights. piles of assignments. mountain of readings. oceans of coffee. stress. zits. Fits.

I CAN'T WAIT =D"

How annoying i swear if someone else told me that I'd shoot em.

I just want to sleep and not think anymore .

Snap

2008-09-20T23:00:00.004+08:00

Have you witnessed a moment you wished could be frozen in time ?

What better way to do that but take a picture of it right ?

Everyday i encounter these moments but its always when i don't bring my camera .

I'm gonna try to paint you a picture of words, on these moments i witnessed while i was at the park today :

An old Chinese women looks over her husband's shoulder with an expression of curious disgust while he hooks a worm onto her fishing line. With a mischievous grin the old man wiggles the worm in front of her face causing her to scream bloody murder .

I stopped to laugh when i saw that. too cute.

*Snap*

A young couple walking with their mullet sporting young son sandwich between them. While walking the young boy starts to complain how tired he is . The mother grabs the boy's right hand and the father grabs the left . Together they hoisted and started swinging the giggling kid in between them.

*Snap*

Three expensive looking fishing rods propped in front of a guy lazing on his wooden chair having a smoke while waiting for his catch

If that photo had a caption it would be 'Chilling'

*Snap*

Five laughing young boys . 2 Malay , 2 Chinese and 1 Indian. Hold up their makeshift fishing rods made of mop handles and string, run around the lake while arguing on who's going to catch a bigger fish.

Very Petronas Advert. i know. but colour me unity if that moment didn't make me smile.

*Snap*

Eight serious looking runners whizz by with their heads bopping to the tunes playing on their iPods which was probably monitoring their run through the chip implanted in their matching Nikes

Ah the wonders of technology

*Snap*

A young girl clad in a pink jumpsuit holding the leash of her rat dog, or better known as a Chihuahua which was dressed up in a tiny pink vest. After three attempts of 'running' the dog just completely stood still and refused to move. The little girl ended up carrying the dog the rest of the round.

As cute as the dog was it still looked like a rat in a tutu to me.

*Snap*

A father encouraging his little daughter to walk to him. After 2 steps she falls down and starts to cry. He runs to her, picks her up and makes funny faces to make her laugh.

*Snap*

Watching the reflection of the sunset amidst the purple hued sky, on the surface of the lake.

*Snap*

My parents, synchronized in motion doing Tai Chi together in front of the glistening lake.

I kept complaining to them how ridiculous they looked but honestly I'd caption that photo as 'Poetry in motion' .

*Snap*

My mum , dad and I walking from the park to the car after our jog.

We looked like the poster family for 'Keluarga sihat, Keluarga bahagia'

**Snap**

"The camera doesn't make a bit of difference. All of them can record what you are seeing. But, you have to SEE.": Ernst Haas, Comment in workshop, 1985

BrB

2008-09-16T22:58:00.003+08:00

You've heard of Verbal Diarrhoea.

Well I'm having Verbal Constipation .

Will be back soon once I've taken my Laxatives.

p/s : You can thank me later for the beautiful imagery

You know you grew up in the 90's when....

2008-08-24T01:28:00.043+08:00

I was feeling quite nostalgic this weekend. Now if there is one thing i miss the most it would my childhood. I got a forwarded mail which jump started these memories . So to all those who grew up in the 90's prepare for a road trip down memory lane :

- Waking up for Saturday morning cartoons ... wait and Sunday morning cartoons ... oh and there was the 4 o'clock cartoons everyday ... oh so thats why i never finished my homework ... "its all coming back.... its coming back to me now ..."

Ah Optimus Prime in all his cartoon glory .

Thunder .... Thunder ...ThunderCATS !!!!

Sing it with me now "Captain Planet he's the hero ! Gonna take pollution down to Zero !" Forget Al-Gore's inconvenient truth . Wanna teach your kids to save the environment let em watch this.

Wohoooo Turtle Power !

Jem and the Holograms ! This my friends was the original Hannah Montana ...

Now i loved every one of them . But dam that rabbit always drove me insane with his ''Eh, What's up Doc?" Every time Elmer Fud came after Bugs with a gun. I'd cheer for Elmer unfortunately the dam rabbit just didn't. want. to. dieeeee

As u can see cartoons were a major influence in my life. Dam i'm making it sound like thats a great thing. anyway its best i move on with my list ...

- A time where your friends came in 3 categories "Kawan" , "Tak Nak Kawan" or the ever famous "Tipu-Tipu Kawan" . Ah Beautiful thing friendship

- Running around like crazy fools playing 'ice' and 'water '

- Those clapping games "Under the rainbow .. Under the see ... dum dum dum ...

- Finding out who the gorila loves .... "A.E.I.O.U Bangali loves you bla .. bla ... bla GORILA LOVES YOU ! " and then you and your intellectual friends would burst out laughing at the poor person the gorilla was presumably in love with

Hehe I love u too

- Folding paper into a flower and moving it rapidly while you pick out what car , house , and guy you were going to marry ... And when your done picking, your friend excitedly reads out your future

" Your gonna marry Brad Pitt..... Live in a Castle ... and drive a Kancil ! "

This prediction is normally followed by more intellectual giggles while u grin at the thought of being Mrs.Pitt one day .

- Where life's biggest problems and questions were always solved with either, scissors paper stone or inky ... pinky ... ponky ... father had a donkey .... you know how it goessss

- Snacking on this :

- Chewing this :

- Of course bugging your parents at the store to buy you this :

Ah remember the dam commercials "Tora datang lagi dengan *insert strange sounding toy here*" Lol the chocolate tasted like shit but dam the toys that came with it was awesome. Although i remember always breaking them after 2 days. Oh well .. good times .. good times ...

- Buying dozens of those erasers with the country flags to have eraser 'competitions' with your friends

- Computer classes where i leant Lotus 1,2,3 and MS DOS, and for the life of me i cant remember what these programs did

- When your school library only had 1 computer, which no one was ever allowed to use.

- Playing brick game ... the poor man's game boy .... Hey till today I still can play tetris till my eyes fall out .... ah the influences of our past

- Having a bloody ..... TAMAGOTCHI ... Hey It was the only pet i was allowed to keep ... I fed it .. played with it ... Bathed it ... cleaned its shit ...gave it shots when it was sick .... and waited excitedly for it to wake up so i could repeat it all again ... It was the best digital dinosour in the whole world. Fine it did die 345834539404 times ... but the feelings were real u hear !

- Intense and i mean INTENSE Monopoly sessions .

Ah the fun filled wholesome board game that thought me to lie. cheat. and steal. I was always the Banker :D

- Those dam Pro Yo's ... which made having a yo yo cool again .... Do you know how many days it took me to do the 'round the world' and 'walk the dog' trick ... dam i was cool :S

- Ah who can forget these card games .... My friends and i got sick of the please-es and thank you-es in Happy Family. We changed it to Dysfunctional Family and the ruder you were in the game the better . ah we were such 'rebels' . Eeek Old Maid ... I was always plagued with that card .... prediction of the future much ? :( *touch wood touch wood touch wood*

- Screaming 'ON' and 'OFF' while hitting your forehead whenever a plane passed by .... i actually never did get that ... LoL 'stupid see, stupid do' i guess

- Saying abuden ... Because .... well because ... everyone was saying it ..... abuden

- Having 'autograph books' despite the fact you sill had 4 more years till you leave school. I used to be dam stressed whenever my friends gave me theirs to do. ah i was creatively challenged you see. so half the time i got away by sticking stickers all over my page . There was normally a structure that would be followed:

* First there there would be one page where u wrote your biodata ...

* Then you would proceed to name out all your Fav.-es. food,friends,books ect....

* Next comes the dedication part where you would give comments *always good
ones* on your friends

*Finally on the last page you would tell your friend how you guys would be
friends forever and ever, now and forever .

Hey i've done enough to remember the structure till now .... dam ....

- Signing your name as if it was a piece art .... filling it either with hearts , paw imprints , smiley faces, winking smiley faces .... in multicolor pens ...

- The Attack of the BOY BANDS ! Backstreet's Back ALRIGHT !!!!

- Saving money up to buy Galaxie so you could oggle at the posters if your favorite Boy Bands with your friends. Although now i look at these posters and cringe .....

- Savage Garden *Loves*

- The Spice Girls were cooler then cool and the Spice World VCR was brought to school and traded because it was thee MUST WATCH MOVIE

- T'was the era of cheesy one liners thanks to of the movie people watched 34054093 times ..... TITANIC . I swear if i had 10 cents for every time i heard "You Jump, I Jump", I'd be a millionaire by now

Oh, just do us all a favor and JUMP ALREADY !

- Always attempting to 'rap' to the intro song for Fresh Prince of Bel-Air

" In West Philadelphia born and raised On the playground is where I spent most of my days Chillin' out, maxin', relaxin', all cool And all shootin' some b-ball outside of the school When a couple of guys, who were up to no good Started makin' trouble in my neighborhood I got in one little fight and my mom got scared And said, "You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air ."

- Getting "Goosebumps" while reading the many twisted works of R.L Stine .

- Where those blond annoying twins, Elisabeth and Jessica were your best friends ... ah the joys of Sweet Valley

- iPods be dammed .... Walkmans were way cooler anyways

- Chatting made easy with ICQ and MIRC

- When it took you lesser time to go to the library and borrow a book, then it did for u to go from one web page to another . Ah Dial Up ... i shall forever be haunted by the squealing and wailing whenever it was connecting

- The time where Dr. Mahathir could do no wrong in my eyes

- It was also the time where the only section I'd read in the newspaper was the cartoons

- Ah remember Bill Clinton ?

"I did not have sexual relations with that woman, Miss Lewinsky"

LoL

- Watching Mulder and Scully deny their love and catch aliens in every episode of the X-Files

- Finally holding your breath and waiting for the world to end, as the clock struck 12 on new years eve 1999 ... because of the Y2K scare .

This list can probably go on forever ... I'll probably make another one when nostalgia strikes again .

Till then those are the reasons why .....

Magic Man

2008-08-17T16:08:00.001+08:00

I've not really been bothered much about music or musicians ever since I've stop downloading songs.

Sure i listen to loads of Japanese and Celtic music. But thats only cause i listen to them from live streaming radio stations.

I'm as mainstream as mainstream gets now

So what i hear is what i get playing on the radio ...

Yes that means i hear 'Umbrella' every 5 minits of my life.

All i knew about John Mayer was oh that 'body is a wonderland singer' and 'Daughters' which made me cry the first time i heard it.

But after these songs being whored on the radio every 5 seconds . Kinda killed the magic.

By chance i youtubed the guy.

and i listened to all his other songs.

Credit given where credit's due. the guy has magic fingers and makes a guitar do crazy things.

Sings songs that carves out the outer layer of your skin. It leaves you bare, bleeding and wondering.....

" Walking like a one man army
Fighting with the shadows in your head
Living out the same old moment
Knowing you’d be better off instead,
If you could only . . . "

I even read his blog, tucked away in some obscure Japanese website.

Yes i'm crazy like that. When i'm interested in something i tend to bring out my inner CSI on Google

He calls himself a Font Whore. funny man

"After all the jacks are in their boxes
and the clowns have all gone to bed
You can hear happiness staggering on down street
footprints dressed in red"

His posts are ridiculously random which is fun to read.

It sucks when you find out celebrities have substance behind all that gloss

So we keep waiting
Waiting on the world to change
We keep on waiting
Waiting on the world to change

Secretly we all comfort ourselves by thinking sure their famous , fabulous and burning money but at lease WE have substance.

PARIS FOR PRESIDENT !!!

ah sorry i got sidetracked .... i was talking about John Mayer wasn't i .

The guy is a great musician n i hope he never stops churning out beautiful melodies.

John mayer on acoustic + hot coffee + Lazy Sunday afternoon = Bliss

The volume's down
Blue lights are dancing around
And still, I can't seem to find
the quiet inside my mind

In a box

2008-08-12T11:49:00.006+08:00

It's just one of THOSE days .

Le' Sigh........

21 going on 12

Sometimes i wonder why do i even bother ?

:(

Garfield - Garfield = Story of one Sad Man

2008-08-01T14:33:00.024+08:00

I've always loved Garfield comics . Ever since i was young I've been obsessed with that sarcastic , obese , Orange , cat. I personally am a dog lover myself but if i had to choose between

sNOOPy

AND

GarfielD

The fat cat would win hands down . Sure he's

LAZY

FAT

NARCISSISTIC

SARDONIC

CYNICAL

EVIL

BUT .......

How can you not LOVE the lil' guy !!!!

Did u guys use to watch the Garfield cartoon ? his monotonous voice fit his 'vibrant' personality to the T . Too bad they stopped showing it.

The other day when when one of my lil cousin came over i took my Garfield figurine and started doing Garfield impersonations .

I swear the boy gave me a WTF look ....

" Whooooo is thattttttt ? "

"What do you mean whooooo is thattttt . Its Garfield !!! "

" Whooo is Garwield ? "

" Its GarFFFField. Dont u watch his cartoons on TV ? "

"No ! i watch Blue's Clues " * gives a happy smile

" Well Blue's Clues is Lame ! "

" Mummyyyyyy aka say Lammmeeee "

" Shhhhhhhh... ok ok we'll play Blue's Clues "

Hmpf kids these days .... they don't know anything . Oh dear I'm starting to sound like my mother . So. Not. Cool.

Anyhoo i digress ...

I know the cartoons are called Garfield and friends but with his larger than life personality we tend to focus more on the fat cat's life while the people around him tends to blur out ....

What would Garfield be without garfield ......

Well this experiment was conducted and the formula derived was :

Garfield - garfield = Story of one Sad Man

This experiment so to speak was done by the creators of the blog 'garfield minus garfield' . Here's an intro taken from there website.

" Who would have guessed that when you remove Garfield from the Garfield comic strips, the result is an even better comic about schizophrenia, bipolar disorder, and the empty desperation of modern life? Friends, meet Jon Arbuckle.

Let’s laugh and learn with him on a journey deep into the tortured mind of an isolated young everyman as he fights a losing battle against loneliness in a quiet American suburb. "

Basically what they did was take a normal comic strip :

And edit Garfield out :

I mean Jon is the kind of person you normally laugh at and not with when reading the comics.

and we all know cats cant talk . So this interpretation of the cartoon gives it a sense of realism .

Makes u sit back and think of all those times you laughed with garfield when he taunted Jon on him never getting dates , getting rejected, being so lifeless . Of how sad Jon's life really is.

Also,

I enjoyed the twisted humor in it :

Of course after reading all the cartoons all i wanted to do was give Jon a big hug :)

Read more of Jon's Garfield-less life here :

http://garfieldminusgarfield.net/

All Garfield comics plagiarized from :

http://www.garfield.com/

Have a nice weekend everybody !

Traveling Solo 101

2008-06-26T13:21:00.006+08:00

Handy travel tips you will never follow :

Me : OMG OMG OMG I just booked the ticket its official I'm coming to Sibu !!!!!!

Sis : Thats great !!! Now you can bring me all the stuff i need. I'll e-mail you the list of things i need u to bring ... *mutters* need my toaster , books, clothes ....

Me : Do you really want to see me or just be your courier service ?

Sis : .....oh and don't forget to bring some food from home

Dad : So Mala have you packed for your trip yet ?

Me : I still have 1 week till i leave !!!!

Dad : Yes but better be safe then sorry

Me : Well the Rejang river tour , that i MUST do

Mum : What !!!! No No No better not go to near the river n all, its not safe

Me : Ma then what u expect me to do there, i wanna go visit the Orang Asli village

Mum : What !!!! No No No better not go to Orang Asli villages alone, its not safe

Sis : Eh half the time I'll be in the Hospital so you go exploring by yourself ok. Take the bus can go everywhere

Me : SURE :D

Mum : What !!!! No No No better not go exploring alone without your sister, its not safe

Me : Wait for her to come back !!!!!! What will i do till then ?

Mum : Well you can help her clean her room or watch tv

Me : Yes ma i went 29820934 miles to be a maid n watch TV . Something i can only experience in Sarawak

Dad : So Mala do you know the number one rule of traveling solo ?

Me : There are rules ?!?!?! *I thought he was talking about travel rules implemented by the government i didn't know about*

Dad : Make sure you don't talk to strangers

Me : O_o

Dad : I'm serious ok . You are forever talking to everyone as if their your long lost relative. This time your alone how if they cheat you? Ah speaking of cheating , make sure u don't let anyone check in your bags with you, u never know it might have drugs.

Me : *mutters* I'm not an idiot lah

Dad : What did you say ?

Me : Ok .

Me : Eh i bet your gonna miss me . Don't cry when i leave ok :D

Mum : Finally, there will be peace and quiet at home

Me : Are you sure i wasn't adopted ?

Mum : Eh Mala remember ok. Once you get off the plane the first thing you do is go and take your luggage

Me : No i wont, because i want to run around Sibu naked

Mum : Now don't you be sarcastic to me. Who was the one, who came back from school one day without her school bag because she forgot about it ?

Me : THAT WAS WHEN I WAS 8 !!!!!!!

Mum : Same thing.

Dad : Ok Mala, you are going to a new place. So try not to attract attention to yourself. Act Local

Me : What do you mean act Local . I am LOCAL !

Dad : No no ... pretend like your from Sarawak. By that i mean don't take pictures of every bird and tree you see there like you always do.

Me : Daddy , since 3/4 of the town is populated by Chinese. Me being Indian for one would stand out n i think they wouldn't buy my cover being local .

Dad : Well if you pretend properly they would think your part of the 1/4 of the town which is not Chinese.

Me : *mutters* It would never work

Dad : What did you say ?

Me : Ok. I'll try

Ehem ... as you can see my parents have trust issues . Can you tell :) Rest assured i have researched my trip well, while having a Rejang river tour is at the top of my list , cleaning my sisters room is at the bottom of the list .. wayyyy bottom . Anyways i don't know what my parents are worrying about . According to Wiki Travel the number one danger i should be worrying about while visiting Sibu is :

GOSSIP !

Dont believe me ? See this :

Stay Safe

Travelers should take note that gossip is an endemic problem in Sibu. It can be difficult to escape unwanted and intrusive attention but keeping a low profile can help to reduce the extent of this problem.

http://wikitravel.org/en/Sibu

Don't worry surviving high school has trained me how to handle this 'endemic problem' . Ok guys wish me luck !!! Will be back next week . BYE :)

“Not all those who wander are lost.”
- J. R. R. Tolkien

On Crossing Milestones

2008-06-22T16:19:00.010+08:00

I was reading my past blog entries and i came across this :

"On a random note i'll be starting University at Monash tomorrow . I'm felling Nervous . Scared . Happy . Excited . Worried . Hopeful ."

I cant believe its been nearly 5 months since i wrote that and I've already completed my 1st semester at Uni. Uni life so far has been like going on a never ending roller coaster ride . Full of ups n downs. twist n turns. scary n fun. But despite everything its certainly one ride I'm enjoying .

I love everything about it so far, the subjects, the people, the lectures, dam there are days when i even enjoy the assignments. (although those days dont come often)

I enjoyed Monday mornings where i got to watch interesting movies I've never heard off.

I enjoyed Wednesday mornings where we discussed these movies in class.

I enjoyed Monday afternoons listening to Dr.Yeoh's lectures on Media Studies. A subject which thought me not to just look at things just at face value. LoL now when i look at an advert all i think of is the overt n covert message its trying to convey. Not forgetting counting how many brand placements each movie has :S

I enjoyed Tuesday afternoons listening to Dr. Helen's Lectures . She made going to classes n watching those depressing 'People's Century' video's worth it. I don't think i got through a single class without watching people die

I enjoyed Thursday mornings at INT tutorials where we looked through the black and white of an issue and saw the shades of gray in it.

I enjoyed Friday afternoons at Journalism class where Chin Huat always challenged us to think outside the box. Although now whenever i write something I'm constantly expecting someone to ask me to justify it :)

I enjoyed all the activities i went for

I enjoyed the trips to Sunway Pyramid to de-stress after assignments

I enjoyed working hard on an assignment and doing well in it

I enjoyed reading back my essays n going 'Dam did i write this?'

I enjoyed finally handing up assignments i lost weeks worth of sleep over

I enjoyed staying back to study at the library

Most importantly i enjoyed meeting amazing people who make Monash an enjoyable place to be :)

But of course it wasn't all peaches n' cream everyday . Are you kidding me my life isn't perfect. There were bad days too ... feeling stupid in class, messing up, getting crappy marks in assignments, bad presentations, procrastinating in everything in between.... But one things for sure there was certainly more good then bad.

At least thats how I'd like to remember it as.

So in 3 weeks twill' be time for me to get back on this crazy roller coaster ride.

Back to early mornings and late nights. piles of assignments. mountain of readings. oceans of coffee. stress. zits. Fits.

I CAN'T WAIT =D

"That is what learning is. You suddenly understand something you've understood all your life, but in a new way.": -Doris Lessing-

T . A . G

2008-06-22T11:39:00.002+08:00

Because its rude to ignore a tag .......

1) What is the most important thing in your life?
Family n friends

2) What is the last thing that you bought with your own money?
Hmmm.... Nail Polish

3) Where do you wish to get married?
At the beach in Goa . Sigh ... *Insert sappy music here*

4) How old do you think you will be permanently owned by your love?
Permanently owned ? are u kidding me what is this the stone ages .... Love or no i am answerable only to myself

5) Are you in love?
No.

6) Where was the last restaurant you had dinner?
With a friend at the Mamak in SS14.

7) Name the latest book that you bought?
A child called 'it'.

8) What is your full name?
Malati Siniah

9) Do you prefer your mother or father?
I cant choose they both annoy me equally :)

10) Name a person that you really wish to meet in real life for the first time.
1. Anderson Cooper (Sigh.... i heart him so)
2. Leonardo Da Vinci (Because he is so cool)
3. My Grandfather on my mum's side (Because i hear so much about him but i've never met him)
4. Barack Obama's speech writers ( because the put hope into words so well)
5. Anne Frank (Just read her diary . She is such an interesting person)

11) Christina or Britney?
Urm None of the above ?

12) Do you do your own laundry?
Nope . He he he but i dry em

13) The most exciting place you want to go?
E. V. E. R. Y. W. H. E. R. E

14) Hugs or kisses?
Hugs :)

15) Point out 5 things about the person who tagged you.
Sarah
1. She is beautiful both inside n out
2. Has a great singing voice
3. Fashionista
4. Says the funniest things that never fails to make me laugh
5. One smart cookie

16)8 things I am passionate about:
1. Human Rights
2. Seeing the world
3. Journalism
4. World Peace
5. Eating good Food
6. LIFE
7. Activism
8. Photography

17)8 things I say too often:
1. NO WAYYYY
2. OMG
3. Lah (I'm Malaysian so sue me)
4. Fuck no.
5. Like
6. DIE DIE DIE
7. arghhhhhh
8. are u kidding me ?

18)8 books I've read recently:
1. The Diary of Anne Frank
2. The Colour Purple - Alice Walker
3. Memories of My Melancholy Whores - Gabriel Garcia Marquez
4. Neverwhere - Neil Gaiman
5. Growing Up Jewish
6. The Edible Woman - Margaret Atwood
7. Attacks on the Press 2007
8. Peace Kills

19)8 songs I could listen to over and over again:
Sorry i suck at remembering song names but i'll listen to anything by these ppl over n over again :
1. Ken Hirai
2. All the songs from Grease
3. Beatles
4. Air Supply
5. Michael Bubble'
6. Ai Osaka
7. Utada Hikaru
8. Alicia Keys

20)8 things I learned last year:
1. Follow your dreams
2. That if i try i can make a difference
3. There is more to life then This
4. There is no use bitching if you don't try hard
5. Smile n everything will be ok
6. I loved my teaching job but being a teacher is NOT for me
7. I set my goals n wont let anything get in my way
8. Live everyday as if it was your last

8 people to tag:-
1. A
2. N
3. Y
4. B
5. O
6. D
7. Y
8. :)

Sorry for the lack of updates. I've been enjoying my holidays too much :) Will update soon !

Kids Say The Darnedest Things

2008-06-08T18:00:00.005+08:00

Had a conversation with my lil' cousin yesterday. It went something like this :

"Hey Joel, so anything interesting happen during your school holidays "

*with a very serious face*

" I swallowed a dinosaur "

"REALLY !!!! What kind of dinosaur was it ? T-Rex ? Triceratops ? Brontosaurus ?"

*had a puzzled look for a second and said .....

" It was a .......... scary kind "

" Ok... so how did you get rid of the dinosaur ? "

" I drank Barley and IT went away"

"Ooooo so next time if i swallow a dinosaur i should drink Barley too ?"

*solemnly nods his head"

"Yes you must."

*i fall down laughing*

"Wait why are you laughing ! Are you laughing at me :( Mummyyyyyyy "

Nothing puts life in a better perspective, then a conversation with a 5 year old.

He gives advice like a wise old sage :)

I wrote till the ink ran dry ....

2008-06-03T01:10:00.005+08:00

Stressed, confused, sad, lonely .... so many mixed emotions in me. Worried about my exams .... missing my sister .. irritated .... with life and everything in between. So i sat down for a while tried to put everything in perspective . Failed miserably. I glanced at my shelf and i saw my old beat up leather diary. Its been so long, Hello old friend. Missed me ?

I cracked it open. Looked at my old entries... High school drama .... entering college ... CPU ... A-Levels ... very happy memories with a fair balance of very sad ones, my life written out in my chicken handwriting .. bad grammar ... even worst spelling ... the works . I've kept a diary since i was 9 . It was gaudy , every letter was written in a different color (yes i'm lame like that) . I used to write in it everyday , used to start every entry by saying "Hello Book" , my rational was that its stupid to address it as Diary , calling it a book was wayyyy more mature . (yes i thought i was cool) . So anyway on the cover i wrote lovingly in bold prints "MY DIARY TOP SECERAT !" (yes i spellt secret wrongly i am aware of that but at 9 thats how i thought it was supposed to be ) On the second page i wrote a deadly curse which was of course written in blood read ink ...

"WHO EVER READS THIS WITHOUT MY PERMISSON WILL DIE A HORRIBLE DEATH !!!!!"

and for dramatic effect i even drew a hang man and sculls and crossbones . Obviously my curse didn't work as my sister is very much alive despite reading every single entry.

I might as well share with you a story my sister tells anyone with a ear about my diary . Doing what every *evil* older sister would do she re tells this story to everyone despite it being 15 over years since she saw it.
One day with evil glee she ran with my dairy screaming out an entry i wrote :

" HELLO BOOK ,

TODAY I RAPED YOU WITH COLOUR PAPER . YOU LOOK VERY PRETTY NOW . "

Yes yes i spelled wrapped as Raped . To my defense i was 10 for god sakes . Unfortunately from then on i became the girl who raped her book .Sigh ... Anne Frank i ain't .

Unfortunately in a fit of rage one day after finding out my parents had read it i ripped up the book. Vowing that i would never write another one again . Hey , i was 13 , young and dramatic . However i always regretted doing that , I'd pay good money to see that book again :)

Being like any fickle teen 1 month later i started writing again . This time i was 'smarter' didn't get a book that had DIARY written all over it . and yes i didn't rape this one too if your wondering . It was just a simple leather book. I would come home after school everyday and religiously i would write what had happened ... who pissed me off in school .. what happened ... who i thought was cute ... who was angry with who and why ... To sum it up .. read one book of Sweet Vally and u get the gist of my teeny bubblegum pop writings . But it was nice to re read them all and remember all these forgotten memories .. although at times i feel like going back and slapping myself for being so annoying ... hey i was just your average teen.

As i grew older my writings became my comfort . Disjointed sentences , coded letters, random mussing, which only I can make sense of . A place where i could rant, and there is somethings oddly comforting penning down your thoughts on paper. Something to me till this very day i cant get by typing . When my mum had cancer when i was in form 4 i was so lost , i hated to see her suffer and i felt very alone and scared . I didn't really tell my friends about it because i felt no one would understand . My sister was in India at that time so i lost my main anchor . So thats when i turned to my diary, everyday after school i used to go to the hospital to keep her company . While she slept i wrote away my fears , confusions and sadness . Through her operation and back, writing down how i felt at that time really kept the emotions in check more then anything could . Now when i get angry with my mum for a trivial thing all i have to do i flip the pages documenting this amazing womens survival and everything else seems insignificant . Its so surreal flipping the pages and reading my words at that time , i barely even remember it now.

After a while i started to write less, from everyday ... to once a week ... month ... year . But when i have the mood to write i could write 30 pages only stopping when my hand cramps .

So i looked at my last entry it was new year 2007 . A lot has gone by since then . So i took out my pen and started writing again ... filling in the blanks on my life so far and what its gonna be like in the future . Still the same chicken handwriting ... bad grammar and even worst spelling . But still the same sense of calm once i was done .....

"Memory... is the diary that we all carry about with us."
Oscar Wilde

They STOLE colour !!!!!

2008-05-25T22:12:00.001+08:00

I love going to central Market. I was there so much last year it was practically my second home .

BRENDAN.AND.ANNA.I.MISS.YOU!!!!!!

I digress, anyway the one thing i used to love doing was standing up at the Pasar Seni LRT station to spot new graffiti painted on the wall below . I blogged about this sometime back ... I'd link you to the post but due to me being ehem.. technologically challenged .. ok ok i dont know how to do the linky things ok . I will learn someday . Go through my my 'extensive' archive and look for it. Anyhoo i'll post some of my old shots i took of the graffiti there :

Lets take a closer look

Its so colourful and pretty =)

So a few weeks ago i had to go to Central Market for an event. So the first thing i did when i got down from the LRT was excitedly looking out for new graffiti eger to take more pics . To my

A.B.S.O.L.U.T.E H.O.R.R.O.R

I SAW THIS

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Gone. Gone . Gone. all the pretty pictures . G.O.N.E !!!!!

OMG dam sakit hati wei ! I know graffiti in the first place is a form of vandalism . BUT IT WAS BEAUTIFUL . IT WAS ART. and if u look through the internet everyone was all abuzz about it . FOR GOD SAKES the tourist thought it was part of the tourist attraction and they in turn were blogging about the 'urban art scene' of MA-LAh-SIA,

"Looks like their pretty 'ghetto' in that country after all ey "

to me painting over these works of art was a bigger act of vandalism then what the graffiti artist did in the first place. Hello tell me which would u rather see, a fugly monsoon drain with bare walls or a fugly monsoon drain with colorful and interesting artworks . They made something ugly beautiful , and what do these people do? Keep the ugly and paint over the beauty.

Anyways i'm happy to see that this didn't deter these artist . They are re-drawing on the walls to restore its former beauty.

Slow and steady . Hopefully the next time i pass by that side I'll see more progress. One thing that i was curious about however was on the lettering painted beside the wall

The whole time i was trying to make out what these words represented :

" Was it the gang name of these artist ?"

"AKU BUKAN UNTA ?"

"Did a guy name ABU do all this . Wow imagine being called Abu. Not exactly the nama glamor no wonder he wants his name plastered everywhere "

"AKU BELA ULAR?"

Yes the possibilities were endless . In the end i was convinced with my third 'reasoning' which was, ABU who was pissed with his un-glam name decided to make up for it by writing it all over in bold.

However as i was walking back from Central Market back to the station . Amid the graffiti covered walls the answer to my question popped out

OOOOoooooooooo . Sorry Abu, my Bad.

"Painting: The art of protecting flat surfaces from the weather and exposing them to the critic."
- Ambrose Bierce, The Devil's Dictionary
US author & satirist (1842 - 1914)-

Islamic group condemns 'sexy' school uniforms -> WHAT ?!?!?!

2008-05-22T03:44:00.006+08:00

Islamic group condemns 'sexy' school uniforms May 21, 08 5:35pm

An Islamic group today condemned the uniform worn by girls at government schools, saying it encouraged rape and pre-marital sex.

MCPX

"The white blouse is too transparent for girls and it becomes a source of attraction," National Islamic Students Association of Malaysia vice-president Munirah Bahari said in a statement.

"It becomes a distraction to men, who are drawn to it, whether or not they like looking at it," she said, calling for a review of uniform policy so that it did not violate Islamic ideals.

In multicultural Malaysia, home to majority-Muslim Malays as well as ethnic Chinese and Indians, female students at government schools have a choice of wearing a white blouse with a knee-length skirt or pinafore.

They may also wear a baju kurung which is a traditional long top and skirt, and a headscarf is optional for Malay students.

Munirah said that "covering up" according to Islamic precepts was important to fend off social ills including "rape, sexual harassment and even premarital sex which involve schoolgirls in their teens."

"All this leads to babies born out of wedlock and to an extent, even prostitution," she said.

"Decent clothes which are not revealing can prevent and protect women from any untoward situations," she said, suggesting that girls wear a blouse of a different colour or with an undergarment.

However, the girls themselves also came in for criticism, with the association saying some used the white blouse to lure men.

"This is the source of the problem, where we can see that schoolgirls themselves are capable of using this to attract men to them," Munirah said.

"This could see them getting molested, having pre-marital sex and all sorts of things."

-AFP

Source :Malaysiakini.com (http://www.malaysiakini.com/news/83234)

OMG !!!! What utter , pure , undiluted NONSENSE . Already everyday I'm getting utterly sick of reading the countless newspaper reports of schoolgirls getting rapped and molested. Only yesterday my friend told me of a man she saw masturbating in the bus which left she and the rest of the 'Rapid KL' passengers mentally scarred.

NOW i have to come home and listen to someone justify this. THEY POINT THE FINGERS SAYING OUR SCHOOL UNIFORMS ARE SEXY !!!!!!!!!

Are you freaking kidding me, as a student who has used a school uniform for 11 years i think our school uniform is the most UN-SEXY-EST THING EVER.

"The uniform worn by girls at government schools, saying it encouraged rape and pre-marital sex." I'M sorry but did u just say ENCOURAGED rape. This is young girls for god sakes, primary and secondary girls are u telling me that this encourages rape. AND therefore to justify this rise of rape cases we start pointing FINGERS AT THE VICTIMS .

You can call me a feminist orwhateverthefuck but saying "It becomes a distraction to men, who are drawn to it, whether or not they like looking at it" is wrong in every level. HELLO, a guy looks at a young girl (a minor) and thinks of having sex with her, the last i checked that was against the LAW .

Suddenly the girl is looked at as a Big Bad Wolf and the guy is the sacrificial lamb. YOU know its wrong, DON'T DO ! YOU know you CANT look ! DON'T LOOK !!!! Were not talking like a small issue like say disturbing a girl by doing the annoying kissing sounds, were talking about RAPE and Sexual harassment.

If we keep on pointing fingers, when are we going to get to the root of this problem . So for example if they say

"Because women have BIG boobs, it is a distraction to men, they are drawn to it weather or not they like looking at it"

So whats your solution now, ask all women with BIG boobs to chop them off is it ? I mean these lechers perv. on young girls they end up raping them . HOW CAN YOU NOT SEE THE WRONG IN THAT !!!!!

The moment when people stop pointing fingers, giving excuses :

"Her clothes were too sexy"

"She wanted it. I know she did"

"SHE WAS ASKING FOR IT"

then and only then we can get to the bottom of this growing problem. Rape is a serious offense, what do you say to a young girl who was walking back home from school and got brutally raped? That she deserved it ? that her uniform was too transparent it wasn't she decent enough?

In the pretexts of 'protecting' women, their liberties are always being cut off.

"Don't do this job you will get in trouble"

"Don't stay out late"

"Don't draw attention to yourself"

"Don't use that top, too low"

"Don't walk out alone"

I know these message are told in good faith, but do you see a pattern in this ? DON'T DON'T DON'T. At the end of the day who is at the loosing end ? Ok so we didn't go out late . Did that prevent rape cases from sprouting up? So she used a t-shirt when going out did that lessen her chance of getting rape ?

Change will only come when the mindset of people also change.

Hmmmm too angry cannot come up with a coherent argument but u get the gist.

"Islamic group condemns 'sexy' school uniforms"- SAY WHATTTT

2008-05-22T02:56:00.002+08:00

Islamic group condemns 'sexy' school uniforms

May 21, 08 5:35pm