Archive for December, 2009

2009 in Chronological Order

December 31, 2009

2009 has been a challenging year. It moved on really fast – totally like in a blink of an eye. In just 365 days, I have put on more weight (geez!), traveled to a few nice places with family and friends, celebrated a new beginning for my sister, so on and so forth. Decided to come up with a short chronology on how the year came and gone.

16th January – Became witness and photographer for a dear friend’s marriage registration at Putrajaya.

14th February – Datin cooked me a fantastic lunch for my birthday. Invited several friends to join and May baked me a nice oreo cheesecake.

27th February – Went to Macau/Hong Kong the second time. Visited long lost friend. Vincent.

5th April – By-election for Bukit Gantang – Changkat Jering where PAS won the votes in Chinese majority village – Kuala Sepetang, my late grandma’s hometown.

11th April – Ryne and Curly came back from Melbourne and we had a blast.

21st May – Kris Allen was crowned winner of the 8th American Idol, but we knew who the true winner was. Hehe! Glambert mania is on!

25th June – King of Pop, Michael Jackson passed on. May his soul rest in peace.

23rd July – Birth of little Terence – baby to the one who got hitched on 16th January.

25th July – Another great personality passed on. Rest in peace, Kak Yasmin.

6th August – Lenny finally sold off her house we went to Vietnam Kitchen for a feast.

9th September – My only sis got registered at Thean Hou Temple along with 239 couples in the afternoon session.

10th September – A dear friend underwent double heart valves replacement. This girl is a hero!

20th September – The chaotic yet, blissful wedding reception of my sis and bro-in-law. Thanks to my friends who shared with me this memorable event.

21st September – Yip proposed to Wai Ling in Japan.

26th September – Made a short trip to Bangkok. Was turned into a shopaholic overnight! You can get crazy over there!

9th October – Dimple returned to Malaysia for a short break. We went out for a chat over a great dinner and bid good bye to another year.

20th October – A short trip to Eastern China. Super impressed with the infrastructure and cleanliness.

29th October – My only uncle from my dad’s side who lived in Penang passed on.

23rd November – Adam Lambert launched his debut album, For Your Entertainment and got into trouble for simulating oral sex with a male dancer and sticking his tongue into his straight keyboardist’s throat. Scandalous!

5th December – Lenny, my buddy who now resides in Singapore with her lovely son and husband completed her first full marathon (42.2 km!!) in 6 hrs 17 mins. Way to go, buddy!

5th December – Visited Carcosa Seri Negara for the first and last time.

18th December – Despite all the differences we had for the past few years, I attended Sam’s wedding at Imbi Palace. Here’s wishing him much happiness and love.

19th December – My cousin brother in Penang welcomed a healthy baby girl to his family. Congratulations!

20th December – Brittany Murphy – (I loved her in Little Black Book), died of cardiac arrest. 2009 is indeed a bad year for celebrities!

25th December – Watched the must awaited movie, Muallaf.

29th December – Posted my first story in City of Shared Stories, Kuala Lumpur.

31st December – High Court decided to allow a Catholic weekly to use the word “Allah“. Probably the fairest news all year.

Chronology aside, this year I learn to truly appreciate true friends. I was very touched when a friend helped another during the passing of the latter’s dad. She helped without being prompted. She assisted a friend right throughout the whole process – from releasing the deceased from hospital till the day he was laid to rest. May he rest in peace. This friend, without complaints – lacking sleep,running back and forth with the family, helping the friend when she was at the most vulnerable state. This friend is a real champ. I am glad to have met this person.

I have met the kindest soul too. She raised RM10k for charity to assist children with congenital heart diseases to have a new lease of life and even climbed Mount Kinabalu as a tribute to friends and strangers who helped her to raise the fund! What a brave and determined young lady!

2009 is also a year of diseases. Firstly, the H1N1 outbreak in Mexico which took many lives sometime in April 2009 and spread all over the world. We were all told to be aware of second wave which might be even stronger than the first. I first heard of helicobacter which affected my colleague and also Kawasaki disease which affected a colleague’s 2 year old daughter. Diseases are getting more and peskier and there seemed to be a mutation pattern. This is really scary.

I think 2009 is probably the worst for politics. I foresee much worse to come. What to do if you have clowns running the country. There are infighting within parties and those idiots are too blinded by greed for power and money that they ignored the important things like economic crisis, climate changes, escalating crimes, brain drain etc.

Seriously, it’s all rhetoric when they want to implement “unity”. 1M this, 1M that. Kiss my ass. For God’s sake, if only they could just open their eyes wide and see that, actually most Malaysians are rather unified lot, save for a handful of idiots who think this country belongs to themselves only and probably can carry all their wealth and material things to the grave. What a bunch of morons. I think if only the government would put things into perspective and start to improve on infrastructures, safety, health care, education, prevent brain drain etc, this would directly affect the sentiments of the everyday people. “Unity” would eventually take place because everyone is happy.

Let’s hope 2010 will bring in more hope for the otherwise downward spiral running of the country. My dear loved ones and readers alike, I pray for your safety, peace and most importantly, good health. And as for myself, in addition to the three things, I am trying to learn to be less judgmental.

Happy Blessed New Year 2010!

Skinny Men in Small Gondolas

December 28, 2009

I couldn’t really recall this dream in its entirety as everything was rather fast moving and chaotic.

I was making a trip to somewhere on a flying chair. It was something like chair lift, the one you sat on before you jump off the slope to ski?

I was with a friend and we were flying passed bridges, rivers, fields, caves, tunnels, etc with refreshing wind caressing our faces. It was really wild and fun. The scenery was breathtakingly beautiful. Then we passed by a canal occupied by small gondolas.

There were many, many small gondolas moving in unison towards one direction. Since the gondolas were very small, it could only occupy one man each. They were very skinny men dressed in traditional Vietnamese costume, the áo dài and were all wearing straw conical hat, Nón lá as well. Their áo dài were exclusively in shades of blue or red, no other colors. They were not paddling. Their mini gondolas were making way on their own rather swiftly.

I chuckled at the sight as I remember the scene in Pirates of the Caribbean whereby there were many single occupant boats moving towards one direction to the Death Valley.

Then, my friend warned me not to laugh at the dead people as it would stir their souls into unrest. The warning came too late. As soon as he finished warning me, I felt one of the men grabbed my right leg. We were almost thrown off our chair lift. The grip was strong and he didn’t want to let go.

My friend then told me to shout in order to frighten the dead soul so he could let me go. I shouted once but he could not hear me. Then, I shouted the second time, “OI!!!” at the top of my voice.

I woke up, startled by my own scream. I was glad it was merely a dream.

Why?

December 27, 2009

For the past few days, I have been asking and asked a lot of questions related to “Why?” it’s not negative things though…

Why #1

We were at karaoke and we sang a few numbers in Malay, bahasa jiwa bangsa. Why is it that we pronounce the now defunct bahasa baku in the songs? For example, instead of tiade, we pronounce tiada? Why is it that the word sounds good in baku during songs but not when we speak?

Why #2

A friend asked me to join her for new year’s celebration on 31st December at Desa Park City. She said, she hopes to celebrate it big this time to usher the new year and hope year 2010 is a better one. I asked her, why do you celebrate something that you don’t even know what’s going to happen? Maybe year 2010 isn’t going to be that great after all. I know I am being a wet blanket here.

Why #3

Why is it that we feel insecure whenever we forget to bring our handphones when we go out? More than 12 years ago, before I own my first handphone, everybody was on time to meeting friends in Sg. Wang or Central Market.  It was just fine and dandy. But not now.. even with handphones, people always give excuses to be late and sms each other to inform of their lateness… and sometimes didn’t even bother to show up.

Why #4

Why was the cinema not full with people watching Muallaf on Christmas’ morning? Late Yasmin Ahmad’s fans were too busy partying? I almost took a bus down to Singapore when it was announced that, it won’t be shown here in KL due to some censorship issue as well as… you know lah. Well, I managed to catch it on Christmas’ morning and enjoyed it.

How Are You?

December 21, 2009

I was talking to a few friends online whom I haven’t spoken to for awhile. So, they tend to ask this question, how are you? Apart from the usual and boring, “I am Fine” or “I am good” or the energy-draining kind that nobody likes, “Life sucks” – I replied, “Can sleep, can eat, can shit, so I am happy.” This answer would generally generate laughter and would act as an ice breaker.

Jokes aside, I do believe in what I’ve said. Can sleep, can eat, can shit. It’s not merely to crack the person up. I think not having enough sleep or insomnia is probably the worst thing to have. You would be easily irritable, your immune system would be low, you would be susceptible to diseases and even worse, probably would suffer an emotional melt down if this continues. When I was younger, I tend to be a worry wart. I worried about my exams, I worried about death, I worried about the world’s coming to an end, I worried my family and loved ones won’t be able to make it to heaven if they don’t believe in some religion. I worry about tomorrow. These made me lose  precious sleep. I know, it’s very lame. Then, I start to understand life. There are many things in life that would take care of themselves eventually – The happiest people don’t worry too much about where life is fair or not. They just get on with it.

I believe food is food to the soul. If your belly is full, and you get to eat whatever it is to make you happy, then you will be contented. I find life is too short to be deprived from the fragrant sambal of nasi lemak, the mouth watering bak kut teh, the creamy and greasy roti canai, etc. But of course, the key word here is moderation. If everyday you eat like that, God also cannot help you. I pity those people who are on perpetual diet. They make the worst meal companions. Life just doesn’t revolve around celery and lemon juice.

Movement of bowel is probably the most important function in bodily system as it eliminates all waste and toxic which might make the body ill. Well, I think you must have read about how the asshole eventually became the boss? No? Well, here’s the story for those who haven’t read them in chain mails:-

When the Lord made man, all the parts of the body argued over who would be boss.

The brain explained that since he controlled all the parts of the body, he should be boss. The legs argued that since they took man wherever he wanted to go, they should be boss. The stomach countered with the explanation that since he digested all the food, he should be boss. The eyes said that without them man would be helpless, so they should be boss. Then the asshole applied for the job. The other parts of the body laughed so hard at this that the asshole became mad and closed up.

After a few days… The brain went foggy, the legs got wobbly, the stomach got ill, and the eyes got crossed and unable to see. They all conceded and made the asshole boss. This proved that you don’t have to be a brain to be boss… Just an Asshole.

Silliness aside, I think as long as one can shit, it would make him/her a happier person.

So, how are you today?

Human Eater

December 18, 2009

Last night, I had another dream about fish again. Many, many fishes in a few series of dreams.

This time round, a friend asked me for feng shui advice and I told her to get a bowl of 8 black colored goldfish. It’s good to ward off evil spirits (I don’t know how true this is, it was said like that in the dream). As we were busy preparing the big and round crystal bowl used for the goldfish, I saw another aquarium nearby. There was an arowana inside. I remember we used to rear arowana at home many years ago.

The aquarium was the same aquarium in my house many years ago, except I remember that the aquarium was leaking. I asked if this was the same aquarium found in our house, somebody answered me yes. Then, I walked closer to the aquarium to find that, it was used upside down. Miraculously, the water did not spill out. There was a slight gap on the right hand side of the aquarium functioned as the entrance to feed the giant fish.

I saw two “fishes” swimming in the tank with the ferocious looking arowana. In my heart, I pitied the poor fishes which would be the next meal for the arowana. I took a closer look. Those two “fishes” were not fishes at all! They were actually miniature human swimming frantically in the water. They didn’t appear to be drowning. They swam as if they have gills.

I wanted to save the two miniature humans as the arowana suddenly started to chase its dinner. The two small humans were kicking the arowana like crazy. That didn’t deter the arowana from going after them, in fact, it angered the arowana even more. I couldn’t imagine the horror so I closed my eyes and prayed that I was only dreaming. I could hear splashes of water which then led to a loud sound of bones snapping and crushing. I could tell that, it was the human’s back bone snapped into two. I almost threw up in my own mouth.

I chided the owner for such barbaric act and frantically looked for a pump. I went on to pump up all the water from the aquarium in order to save the remaining mini human and let the arowana die. Before the water was all pumped out, the arowana looked increasingly helpless and dying a slow death. I didn’t feel relief whatsoever. I was indifferent.

Sometime last week, I dreamed that I was in the water of shallow seashore. The water was crystal clear and clean. I was hopping from one stone to another then accidentally stepped into the water. I stepped into a leopard skinned sting ray. Damn geli! Then, I was told that it’s good luck to step on a sting ray. But you could only step on it once and not twice. Otherwise you would die. So, I was careful not to step on sting ray again. Then, my family members were also going to the sea and I told them to be careful and not to step on the stingray twice or else, they would die.

Some weird dreams, huh?


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