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Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Goodbye, 2008...Hello, 2009!


Happy New Year 2009!

Sunday, December 28, 2008

Last Weekend of 2008

Nope, I did not fall sick (thank goodness!). The weekend went well, I had some fun.

So this is it, the end of the last weekend of 2008. The next weekend, it'll be a brand new year with brand new hopes and opportunities.

I'll leave the new year speech till the actual end of the year lah hehehe... I just felt like posting something in conjunction with the last weekend of 2008. Somehow it feels special to me.

Friday, December 26, 2008

Half-sick

They say mild sickness is a blessing (小病是福). I say it depends on how mild. I now have weak muscles, slight headache, and I am feeling slightly cold. Feels like an onset of a fever, yet it's too mild to go to a doctor. Alas, it's Friday afternoon and if it were to develop into a full-fledged fever, there goes my weekend. Noooooo!!!

I shall practice the Law of Attraction and think healthy!

If you're wondering what the Law of Attraction is, try reading or watching The Secret.

P/s: I remember falling sick during Christmas last year too. What is this? Literally Christmas fever?

Thursday, December 25, 2008

Merry Christmas 2008!

Friends and family, where ever you are, whatever you're doing, remember to think of your loved ones this holiday season!

Have a pleasant Christmas this year, everyone.


"All I Want for Christmas is You"
by Mariah Carey

I don't want a lot for Christmas
There's just one thing I need
I don't care about the presents
Underneath the Christmas tree
I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
All I want for Christmas is...
You

I don't want a lot for Christmas
There's just one thing I need
I don't care about the presents
Underneath the Christmas tree
I don't need to hang my stocking
There upon the fireplace
Santa Claus won't make me happy
With a toy on Christmas day
I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
All I want for Christmas is you
You baby

I won't ask for much this Christmas
I don't even wish for snow
I'm just gonna keep on waiting
Underneath the mistletoe
I won't make a list and send it
To the North Pole for Saint Nick
I won't even stay awake to
Hear those magic reindeers click
'Cause I just want you here tonight
Holding on to me so tight
What more can I do
Baby all I want for Christmas is you
Ooh baby
All the lights are shining
So brightly everywhere
And the sound of children's
Laughter fills the air
And everyone is singing
I hear those sleigh bells ringing
Santa won't you bring me the one I really need
Won't you please bring my baby to me...

Oh I don't want a lot for Christmas
This is all I'm asking for
I just want to see my baby
Standing right outside my door
Oh I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
Baby all I want for Christmas is...
You

All I want for Christmas is you... baby (repeat and fade)

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Another Christmas Lolcat

Click on image for more lolcatz.

Simply hilarious.

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Ever Wonder Why Life Sucks So Much?

Here's why:

WTF!

Disclaimer: This is not an emo post. I am happy. Yep, look at my happy face --> o_0

Sunday, December 21, 2008

Something Really Did Happen

Remember two entries ago, I said "...it's still some time to go before the holidays. Maybe it won't be so bad after all?"?

Something really did happened. I rediscovered the joy of giving and in return I received something totally out of expectations. It's been eons since I felt that touched, especially in Singapore, that I suddenly felt the urge to cry (I didn't, I don't cry THAT easily). I guess it's true when they say if you open up to people, people will open up to you too.

It's not gonna be such a bad Christmas after all...even if I was going to go through it alone.

Friday, December 19, 2008

Christmas Lolcat

Click on image for more Lolcatz.

I'm so addicted to the website.

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Something's Amiss this Year

Usually around this time of the year, I'm all hyped over the Christmas and New Year holidays. But this year, I just don't feel all that joyful. I keep listening to Christmas songs over and over again. Alas, the nearer it is to the holidays, the gloomier I feel.

What is it about this year that makes it so different? Maybe it's the consternation that I might be going through Christmas and New Year's Day alone this year. That's right, my first Christmas and New Year alone. Where are my friends? They are either across the seas or across the straits.

What about my local friends? Sometimes I wonder if I really have any. Let's just say I don't think spending the holidays with them will necessarily be better than doing it alone.

But then again, it's still some time to go before the holidays. Maybe it won't be so bad after all?

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Road Trip: Southern Peninsular Malaysia

Click to see larger image

Date: 5 - 8 December 2008
Rented vehicle: Proton Perdana 2.0 (A)

Fun factors:
1) First semi-planned road trip
2) First time traveling to the east coast of Peninsular Malaysia
3) Ad-hoc decision to visit KL instead of Melaka
4) Get to go home for one night
5) Fabulous food in KL
6) SGD1.00 = RM2.36

Fun spoilers:
1) Stuck at work on 5 Dec 2008 until 7:15pm
2) No CD player inside the car (!!!)
3) Lousy food at Mersing due to wrong choice of restaurant
4) Kena saman for parking without displaying coupons at Mersing
5) Heavy rain throughout the journey from KL to JB
6) Someone was snoring at night

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Smile Factor #10

My previous post on 21 Nov reminded me of something that is actually a Smile Factor. Before Ah Ten left KK for good around 6 years ago, I used to visit her almost everyday at her house (which was only occupied by her and her sister), either helping her with her course assignments or just to hang out. She introduced to me the then massively popular Taiwanese series called "Meteor Garden". My standard of Mandarin at the time was very poor, so Ah Ten had to translate to me every single dialogue as the show progressed. I was never keen in Taiwanese romance soap, but I admittedly was kinda hooked. I was even a fan of F4 for a while there (LOL!!!).


Anyway, the Smile Factor here is how diligent Ah Ten was at translating the dialogues to me (and once, to Momok as well). She did a good job! Once, she had to go to the bathroom in the middle of an episode. While she was away, a dramatic scene happened (which involved reading of a letter), and I was left utterly clueless as to what everyone was getting all upset about. I was practically yelling at Ah Ten to come back quickly to translate for me.

Oh, the folly of youth...

Cute Cat Video

Cats usually chase after laser pointer lights, fluffy baits, yarn balls, and their own tails. But have you seen cats that chase after...cardboard boxes? This cat seemed to have the affinity for being stuck in cardboard boxes. A claustrophilia cat...hmmm...

I can't embed the video, so here's the link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hPzNl6NKAG0

Did I mention how cute this cat is?

Friday, November 21, 2008

Nothing Beats Old Friendships

Ah Ten and her sister were in Singapore for a night due to flight redirection. Although yesterday was a very tiring day for me, plus I went swimming after work, I still managed to drag myself out of the house and meet them in their hotel at 10pm. I also managed to take a last-minute half-day leave from work this morning, so I could spend more time with them. We only slept for 5 hours. Both them and myself had a long day ahead (me work, them journey to KL). But for me, it was well worth the fatigue and the taxi rides. Although we hadn't met for more than 3 years, it certainly didn't feel like it at all. It felt like just yesterday we were marathoning Meteor Garden together and cooking Maggi mee for supper.

Sunday, November 16, 2008

Swimming for the First Time in 6 Years

Number of years since I last swam: 6

Number of kilograms gained since the last time I swam: 20

Number of people who encouraged me to pick up swimming again: 3

Number of minutes to buy a new swim wear: 50

Number of dollars spent on new swim wear: 170

Number of dollar spent on new goggles: 38

Number of minutes to put on dry swim wear: 10 (!!!)

Number of minutes to walk from home to swimming complex: 15

Number of dollars spent on entrance ticket: 1.3

Number of cents spent on locker: 40 for failed first attempt, 20 for second attempt with smaller locker

Number of minutes spent sitting by the pool trying to gather courage to take off my clothes: 60

Number of hours spent swimming: 1.5

Number of laps done before getting tired: 1 (>.<)

Number of minutes spent showering and change with half-paralysed limbs: 40

Number of people left in the pool after getting out of the changing room: 0

Number of people left in the swimming complex after getting out of the complex: 0 (|||=.=)

Number of hours spent throughout the entire experience: 3.5

My feeling right now:

Smile Factor #9

My friends and I used to translate our National Anthem from Bahasa Malaysia to English. We didn't translate the whole song but we did spontaneously sing the first few verses in English. It went like this:

My country (Negaraku)
My blood spills on the sand (Tanah tumpahnya darahku)
The people live (Rakyat hidup)
United and advanced (Bersatu dan maju)

...

We gave up at "Rahmat bahagia" because we didn't know what is "rahmat" in English.


Disclaimer:
This post is with all due respect to the Malaysian National Anthem. There is no intention of defaming the anthem or the country in any manner. I love my country. Please don't pull a namewee stunt on me.

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Jigoku Shoujo

My friend Momok has influenced me on quite a number of things throughout the time I've known her. The latest is Jigoku Shoujo, also known as Hell Girl or Girl from Hell. I usually don't fancy anime much, but when I watched the first episode of Jigoku Shoujo on YouTube, I was hooked. Now I am already in the middle of Season 2. Season 3 is currently airing in Japan.

This anime is good, but it should be watched sparingly. Being me, I marathoned the whole of Season 1, as it was pretty addictive. I'm begining to regret having done that. The theme of the story is about hatred, revenge, and death. Not a very good show to watch when you are in the brink of depression or if you are trying to release stress.

Anyway. Here's the opening clip. Enjoy.

Sunday, October 26, 2008

Jiwang Alert!

If you have too much free time, here's something you can ponder about:

Which one would you rather choose?
A. To be in love with someone who doesn't love you back.
B. To be in love with someone who loves you back, but can never be with you.

Go figure...

P/S: Senseless phrase of the day: Makin hot itu love catching no balls. Long story.

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

What You Need To Know to be In the Construction Industry

Two things:
  1. Knowledge in marketing
  2. Knowledge in law
Why? Because in the construction industry, you need to do mainly two things:
  1. Ensure the contract is awarded to you. Promise your client you can build Rome in one day at ridiculously attractive prices. If you're confident enough about your knowledge in law, promise the sun, moon, and stars too.
  2. When contract is awarded to you, conveniently fail to build the envisaged Rome in one day, at the same time bursting all projected budget. Practice your law skills here to claim that you are not contractually responsible, or smother the blame on other parties. If you're good enough, put the blame on your clients. If you're really good, claim for losses from the blamed party(ies).

Construction is the most corrupt industry after politics.
- CYH, 13 Oct 2008, MSN Chat -

Friday, October 10, 2008

Smile Factor #8

There is this series of entries I started about my fond memories which always makes me smile when I think about them. I call them the Smile Factors. The previous Smile Factors can be found at the following links (in my old blog):

Smile Factor #0
Smile Factor #1
Smile Factor #2
Smile Factor #3
Smile Factor #4
Smile Factor #5
Smile Factor #6
Smile Factor #7

So here goes No.8.

Friends, you know I was in a Convent school right from primary to secondary school, right? So my communication skills with guys weren't exactly smooth. So when I began mixing with people outside of school, which included members of the opposite sex, I was kinda...clueless. My strategy was to act like it didn't bother me at all to be around guys, acting all boyish and shunning those who flirted like nobody's business (while secretly admiring their self-confidence).

Anyway. There was this social gathering when I was in Secondary 4. There was this one really dorky guy, whom I felt pity for because nobody seemed to be paying any attention to him all night. Once, he started to speak and I think he tried to crack a joke. While he was talking, I saw that nobody else was listening, so I thought I should listen to him so he didn't feel disappointed. Just when I was beginning to show him my attentive look, I suddenly had a thought. What if he misunderstood my intention and thought that I liked him? I mean, I didn't dislike him, I just didn't like him that way. I know, this was a really silly thought my 16-year-old mind at the time came up with. Oh, the naivety! In case you're wondering, the smile factor here is the silliness of that thought.

The sad thing, though, is that I did end up looking away, ignoring him just like everybody else. I wish I wasn't so shallow. Nerdy guy in social gathering, I'm so sorry.

Thursday, October 9, 2008

2009's Serendipity!

Today, I saw on someone else's newspapers that there will be 10 long weekends next year. I think it was an advertisement from a travel agent or something, trying to get you to plan your holidays with them. I thought they were exaggerating.

They were not.

Actually, there are only 9 long weekends in 2009. That's 9 out of the 10 public holidays in Singapore. How cool is that?

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Now This is What I Call Dessert

While I was in Pune, India 2 months ago, I had the pleasure of tasting one of their common desserts simply called the sizzling brownie.

The 8th Deadly Sin

It's like our normal hot brownies served with a scoop of vanilla ice-cream, except that they serve them on a burning hot pan and pour chocolate syrup all over it causing the chocolate syrup to sizzle. The sizzling chocolate syrup gives out a baking chocolate cake smell. When it cools down a bit, it turns into this chewy texture, like the caramel in Snickers, except that this is chocolate. One bite into the hot brownie with cold vanilla ice-cream and hot chewy chocolate sent me straight to heaven. *cue We're In Heaven by DJ Sammy*

The recipe and method of making this is actually so simple, I don't know why no restaurant in Malaysia and Singapore (as far as I know) is selling this.

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri 2008!


Maaf Zahir dan Batin

Saturday, September 20, 2008

The Process of Making a Crepe Paper Rose

Step 1: Cut crepe paper of choice colour into small pieces of rectangles.


Step 2: Further trim them into the shape of petals.


Step 3: Curl and stretch them into rose petals.


Step 4: Put the petals together and tape them to the stem.

My first crepe paper rose after 11 years!

I Found 'Em!




Transport expenses: SGD3
Material cost: SGD20
Total cost: SGD23
Amount saved: SGD100

Mission accomplished!

Looking for Flower Making Materials

I used to buy these so easily and cheaply from a craft store in KK. I've recently decided to pick up flower making again. I've searched high and low for these materials, but how come it feels like gold mining?
Thick Crepe Papers

Florist Wires

Florist Tapes

I've walked all over Bras Basah Complex, called many arts and crafts shops, all to no avail. I started searching the internet, and I found two websites that sell exactly what I want.

The first one was http://www.roze.co.uk/. They have exactly want I want, at so much more variety than I expected. I got so excited until I saw the price, which were all in Sterling Pounds. I thought maybe it's not THAT expensive, until I saw the exchange rate between Sterling Pounds and Singapore Dollars.

1 British pound = 2.61167573 Singapore dollars



If I convert that to Singapore Dollars, it's SGD123. The materials can probably last me 4 to 5 months of flower making, provided I do it sparingly.

So I started looking for a nearer source. I found this: http://artmaterials.com.sg/. They also have exactly what I want, except the florist tapes. Fine, I thought. I could just get those from Roze.co.uk. But when I tried making the purchases, the items were all indicated as "Approval Pending". Whatever does that mean?
Any kind souls out there know where I can find these items locally in Singapore?

I'm currently trying to fight the temptation to buy the items for SGD123 from Roze.co.uk...



Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Old Skool Tag

OLD SKOOL TAG

I saw this tag in bonkersz's blog. Interesting topic to blog about, since I'm a sucker for going down memory lane. So, here it goes.

1) 5 bad habits when you were in your school days

*Form 4: Vandalised wooden furniture with blanko. But it was quite artistic. Our classroom was in the makmal kimia (chemical lab), so our chairs were actually wooden stools. There were 2 stools with extra big butt rest (suitable for my big butt). I marked one with my name in blanko, the other was taken by my best pal sitting next to me. I wonder if those stools are still there...

*Form 4-5: Bringing too many stationery in a huge-ass pencil case. Influenced by my best pal. Our pencil cases used to be some of the most well-equiped ones. Colourful pens, blanko, staplers, scissors, glue, you name it, we've got it.

*Although I was rarely late for school, I always seem to be rushing in the morning. Not sure why.

*Form 1-2: There was one period of time when I kept frequenting the bathroom to fix my ponytail. My hair HAD to be 100% perfect. One strand of hair out of place, and I'd retie the whole ponytail. I also pulled my hair back so hard, I'm amazed my scalp stayed put.

*I'm ashamed to admit this, but I was involved in quite a lot of gossiping and bad-mouthing. I feel so guilty towards the people I've bad-mouthed about. I'm really sorry.

2) 3 of your favorite subjects.. why?

*Math - because I love math, and I was always the top student! Hehehe...

*Art - because I love art. Especially love the day when we were all supposed to submit our completed assignment. My works always get awed at ^^.

*Physics - because I love physics, and the teacher was funny.

3) 3 subjects that you dislike.. why?

*History: Boring to death. For PMR, I was so confident I could score straight A's. Ended up with an only B in Sejarah, while all my friends happily celebrated their straight A's. That was my lowest point in my secondary school life. But that event boosted my spirits to work even harder. I aced my SPM Sejarah ^^.

*Pendidikan Moral: I hated this subject only in Form 4 and 5. In lower secondary and in primary school, I kinda liked moral because it always involved short stories with moral values. Didn't really see the point of studying this subject after it became all memorising work in SPM.

*Geography: This was in lower secondary only. I simply hated this subject, although not all of it. So boring. Although, I enjoyed reading the atlases that came as part of the textbook lists, but they were usually useless when it came to studying for exams.

4) Interesting About Me

*Moved house A LOT. My phone numbers kept changing that people always doubt if the one they had was the latest one.

*I had the reputation of being too nice, too law-abiding, and too studious. A nerd, really. But not an anti-social nerd.

*A junior once called me an idol. Well, me and another 2 friends of mine, actually. We were sort of the 3 top students back then, and we were best pals.

5) I used to love..

*The first day of school after a long holiday, especially if it's a new academic year. New class, new textbooks, new stationeries, new uniforms, new seats. Oh man, how I wish I can have a taste of that feeling again.

*Rainy school days. Got excuse to wear sweaters to school!

*Getting exam/test papers back - if I knew I aced the paper, that is, which was most of the time lah.

Edit (19 Sep 2008): Forgot to add this one in.
*Playing lipat-lipat. It's this game where everyone in a circle writes someone's name on a strip of paper, fold it to obscure it, then pass it to the next person, who passes his/her strip to the next, and then everyone inserts an adverb, and then pass to the next person to insert an action word, followed by another person's name and an apostrophe S , followed by body parts until the words form a complete sentence. Opening the strips of papers to reveal the sentences always ended up with roars of laughter! Some of them were disgusting, like this one: Someone attentively licking someone's armpit. Some were simply bizzare: Someone gracefully pulled someone's trachea. I say this is still a great game to play even as adults, but only amongst really close friends.

6) I couldn’t live without..

*My best pals. They are still my best pals until today. We may have not kept in close touch, but the affection is still there.

7) Who did you call before you sleep at night?

*Err...nobody? Never dated, so no boyfriends to call. No point calling my pals too, since I'd be seeing them the next morning, right?

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Friends, if you read this, do blog about this tag. I'd love to read your stories!

Sunday, September 14, 2008

In Loving Memory of Proton Waja SAA8282C

R. I. P.


Proton Waja SAA 8282 C
(26 June 2002 - 8 June 2008)


Here lies in honoured glory
A partner in crime
(clubbing days, crush-stalking)
An uncomplaining friend
(bird droppings, harsh weather, rough handling)
A trusted confidante
A self-sacrifising companion.

Always loved and remembered by
Mom & Dad
Brothers & Sister

Saturday, September 13, 2008

Till Death Do Us Apart

I just finished watching the movie P.S. I Love You. As expected, it was all touching and tear-jerking. I'm a sucker for movies that involve love and death (except Korean shows).

Movies like this make me wonder what it is like to lose someone dear. I am blessed thus far for not having experienced such losses. I cannot imagine it at all. But it will happen. And I'm not sure if I could take it. I think everybody feels that way - not knowing if they could take it, but in the end, they all do and life goes on.

P.S. I love the Irish accent in the movie!

Friday, September 12, 2008

The Psychology of Toilet Manners

While I was in India, I visited a toilet that belonged to an office. The toilet was quite clean (coming from a Malaysian). The only thing I found rather uncomfortable about was that there was a window inside the toilet that would have allowed people from the outside to see your face while taking a piss, if they were to look.

And then there was this poster on the toilet wall:

I can see how this message works. First, they iterate the assumption that I am from an educated/well-mannered family. This is to pressurise me into doing as the poster says, because if I don't, then I am as good as admitting I am not from an educated/well-mannered family. Then I would be insulting not only myself, but also the rest of my family who was probably happily eating char kuey teow and bak kut teh back home.

On a more serious note, in the Indian culture, the reputation of a family is very important. When someone from the family achieved something, the whole family would be extremely proud of her/him, so much so that they would parade her/him around announcing to the world of her/his achievements. This is not saying that they are smug. They don't do it to put other families down. They do it to share the happy news with everyone. Other families would genuinely be happy for them and they all celebrate together.

The Chinese culture, on the other hand, is unfortunately not as humble. When someone achieved something, the family would also parade her/him around, but for a different motive - to show off to others how much better they are. Other families would either ignore the parade, or pretend they are happy for the achiever's family.

One thing the Chinese culture has in common with the Indian culture is that parents LOVE to compare their kids with some neighbour/cousin/friend's kids. Actually, I think this is an Asian culture, because I've heard from my Vietnamese friends that their parents were also the same.

Of course, there are always black/white sheeps in a community. Not everyone in a culture behaves according to the culture. For the Chinese, these people are usually called "bananas" (yellow outside, white inside). I wonder what they call the Indian version.

Want to find out more on toilet manners? Listen here or read here.

Thursday, September 4, 2008

Does My Name Sound Masculine?

How would you like to name your baby boy "Christine"? I mean, there is no law that says we cannot, right? The hotel staff at The Coronet Hotel (Pune, India) seem to have a very open mind about naming your kids.
I'm ignoring the fact that they spelled my name wrongly.

Yep, so the next time you see a name like Christopher, James, or Thomas, don't be too sure that it's a male. Something like this may have happened:

Dear Mr./Mrs./Ms/Miss* John Smith,

We are sorry to inform you that your sex change operation has been unsuccessful. We were only able to convert 50% of your male anatomy to female anatomy before the sudden mass power failure. To avoid infection, we were forced to close the open wound immediately. Please do not be alarmed as we assure you that our doctors are highly skilled at stitching in candle lights.

Your wounds have since healed and you now have 50% of the male and female anatomy each. We realise that you could give the new half-gender a probation period and decide again at a later date if you would like to proceed with the complete sex change or revert back to your original gender. This is a medical breakthrough and we are pleased to inform you that you are the first ever patient to be able to enjoy this privilege - free of charge!

Yours truly,
Management
Hospital Auta Paria

* Please choose your preferred title.




Although, I have to give the hotel some credits. The hotel room was clean and very comfortable. I won't say it's squeaky clean, but it's clean enough. The hotel staff gave very good service too. Heck, I didn't even expect that letter above. I mean, do they do that to every guest? It's very kind of them if they do...although a bit pointless.



Photos of the hotel room will be posted soon.


Edit (5 Sep 2008): As promised, here are the photos of the hotel room.

Before

After

The Infiltration of kaioucat's Belongings

Sunday, August 31, 2008

Selamat Hari Kebangsaan Malaysia Ke-51!


Happy Birthday to you~ Happy birthday to you~ Happy birthday to Malaysia~ Happy birthday to you!!!

It's Malaysia's 51st anniversary of independence today. Technically, Malaysia was born on 16 September 1963, instead of 31 August 1957. Sabah and Sarawak were not independent from the British colony until 1963. But for some reasons, the whole country celebrates independence on 31 August.

This year's National Day is the most extraordinary one since the beginning of Malaysia. Last year at this time, the right-wing ruling party Barisan National was so firm on its ruling position, hardly anybody thought that the political arena can change so drastically by the next National Day. It's amazing how things can change so much within just one year.

The last half a year has been too chaotic in the Malaysian politics. It's probably not that bad compared to some other countries because we do not have violence involved (yet). But for a country that has been enjoying peace for the last few decades, the current situation is pretty big a deal. Malaysia is clearly going through change, and there are two possible types of change - sudden and gradual.

A sudden change is like boiling a pot of water. The water is forced to heat up to boiling temperature, energising water molecules to move rapidly and chaotically, and subsequently vapourising it to the new gaseous state. This process involves an agent to expedite the process - heat. In some cases, the heat may not be sufficient to convert the water into gaseous state. It merely heats up the water, so the water remains in liquid state - that is, no change has occur, eventhough there had been some chaos within the water molecules. However, the heat, insufficient it may be, would have helped speed up the second type of change - the gradual change.

A gradual change is like letting the pot of water to vapourise in ambient temperature. The process is so slow, that the change from liquid to gaseous state is hardly noticeable. The agent involved is still heat, but it is much less prominent. Water at the surface transforms into gaseous state when it absorbs enough energy from the air, and similarly, water vapour near the surface also transforms into liquid state when it releases some energy, both process at the same rate. However, as there is wind movement above the water surface, water vapour is blown away, leaving dry air for more water molecules at the surface to vapourise. So the speed of the process depends on how much air movement there is. If the water was pre-heated, it would take lesser heat absorption, and hence, time to transform into vapour.

So now, let's see which type of change is Malaysia going through. There is chaos, yes. It happened quite suddenly, and there is a pretty strong agent forcing the change - the opposition parties. So it is safe to conclude that Malaysia is going through a boiling process. However, we do not know yet if the agent is strong enough to cause a complete change - that is, if the heat is sufficient to boil the water. What we do know is that things could well be moving towards an ultimate change, even if this time around the water does not boil.


If only we can change without compromising peace, wouldn't the world be a much better place?

Thursday, August 21, 2008

Where's My Home, You Ask?

I wanna know too.

Home is supposed to be the place where your life takes place, right? And life includes family, friends, and career, right? Well at least it does for me, since I don't have any other commitments so far.

So here's the situation. My family is in KL, my friends are in KK, and my career is in Singapore. Big portion of my life so far took place in KK, but the most critical portion happened in Singapore. I have no affection for KL and Singapore and I know Singapore much better than I do KL.

I just don't know what to say when people ask me where I am from. I don't want to bore people I barely know with my history of migration, and yet somehow the conversation eventually leads to it. Below are two very common scenarios:

Case 1:
New acquaintance: So where are you from?

kaioucat: Sabah
New acquaintance: That's pretty far. How often to you go back?
kaioucat: I don't go back there anymore.
New acquaintance: ???
kaioucat: *Starts explaining history of migration*

Case 2:
New acquaintance: So where are you from?
kaioucat: KL
New acquaintance: Cool. I'm going there for a shopping trip next weekend. Can you suggest where I should stay and what is the best way to get around?
kaioucat: I'm sorry, I don't know KL all that well.
New acquaintance: ???
kaioucat: *Starts explaining history of migration*


Although, most of the time, they assume I'm from Singapore. Maybe it's a good thing. It saves me from having to answer that dreaded question.
Where Does kaioucat Come From?

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

I'm Going Home!


Finally...after postponing for week upon week, I am going home!

Sunday, August 17, 2008

Lee Chong Wei vs. Lin Dan

Needless to say, I am supporting Ah Wei lah of course. I just hope my internet tonight is smooth so I can watch this match with comfort (through PPStream). I know my whole family will be watching it tonight in KL via the can't-live-with-it-can't-live-without-it Astro.

Been a long time since the Sidek brothers, Yap Kim Hock, and Cheah Soon Kit era. I still remember how everyone was impersonating them in the playground's badminton court.

Will Malaysia get her first Olympics gold medal tonight?

Update: Didn't get to watch the match live. Heard that I didn't miss much. Malaysia lost badly to China. Oh well. Silver's still great. Congratulations to our silver medalist Lee Chong Wei!

Best Sleep Ever

Last night, I had the best sleep ever for a long time. I went to Pengerang (Johor) yesterday. Woke up at 6.20am (!!!) to catch an early boat there. Once there, we cycled for I think a coupla hours total. Not to mention the scorching hot sun that afternoon. I'm glad I wore a cap, although my arms are now reddish brown. I hadn't exercised for so long, that those 2 hours of leisure cycling gave me muscle aches all over. Nonetheless, it feels really good. I almost forgot how it feels to work out.

So it had been a long, tiring day. By the end of the day, I was basically on auto-pilot mode. Reached home at 10.30pm and took a shower, which (as expected) freshened me up a little bit, so I went online for a while. I finally collapsed to bed at 12 midnight. I don't even remember the trying-to-fall-asleep phase. The next thing I knew, I woke up at 8am. Went back to sleep after that and ended up waking up at close to 11am. I did dream of something, but I can't seem to remember any details.

I didn't feel like taking photos during the trip. Hence, no photos to show here. I just felt like taking the trip free and easy, just a casual outing. The trip turned out more adventurous than I expected. We almost could not return to Singapore because we missed the last bump boat from Pengerang terminal. We even thought of staying there for the night. We ended up going to Sebana to catch a more expensive ferry to Tanah Merah Ferry Terminal in Singapore. The road to Sebana was amazingly secluded. I couldn't even see where the road ahead was leading towards. There was one part of the journey with tall grass on both sides of the extremely narrow road. I wanted to snap a picture of that road but the taxi window could not be wound down (!!!). I felt like I was in an episode of Amazing Race, where I am a contestant seriously in doubt of whether the taxi driver knows where he's going. It was a hilarious scene, though.

So instead of the initially planned return to Singapore at 5pm, we ended up reaching Singapore at 8pm. Instead of the initially planned expenditure of RM60 per person, we spent almost RM150 each (thank goodness some of us brought extra cash). But hey, that's RM150 for a day-long adventure. That's way more worthy than an afternoon of shopping at Orchard that could cost me a whopping SGD500!

Friday, August 15, 2008

Looks Are All that Matters!

Remember the cute little girl in a red dress singing in the Olympics Beijing 2008 opening ceremony? Yep, the one who charmed the world with her pretty face and angelic voice. Guess what? Pretty face - hers. Angelic voice - not hers! Yeah, some of you most probably have heard or read about this already. This issue is all over the internet now.

Apparently the organisers wanted a girl with a "good image" and a "good voice". You'd think that is easy feat in China's vast population. But no, they had to resolve to having the cuter girl lip-sync to the better singer's voice. The organisers are defending themselves by saying it is of national interest to portray a perfect aesthetic image to the world. But doing it at the expense of jeopardising a girl's public image and another girl's self-esteem? The only image portrayed here are those of deception and cruelty! Oh, and by the way, the supposedly no-cute-enough girl is adorable! (I have decided not to post pictures of those two poor girls here. There is already enough exposure of them elsewhere in the internet.)

First, I thought that hey, at least they used the girl's voice and let the other girl lip-sync, instead of downright shunning them from taking any part in the ceremony just because they are not perfect in both aspects. They would be like partners, each enjoying 50% of the cake. All seems fair, except that they never once given any credits to the girl behind that voice! The cuter girl took all the credits and was shot to soaring fame overnight. Now the whole world also knows she is a poser, and she probably doesn't have a clue about what is going on. Great job, organisers. Well done.

That's not all. Remember the giant footsteps made of fireworks at the very beginning of the ceremony? Yep, that was fake too. The organisers have admitted that the footage (pun unintended) was produced with lots of CGI effects way before the big night, and was distributed to broadcasters for "convenience and theatrical effects". The organisers also said that it was a safety precautionary measure as attempting to capture the footage live could be dangerous and the quality of the footage may not be clear. That's fine and all, except that they have deceived everyone into thinking that it was real! The whole idea of 29 footsteps towards the Bird's Nest is actually very creative and symbolic. If they could just come clean right from the beginning, telling everyone that the footage was not live and has been enhanced with GGI effects, it would still have been awesome.

I actually noticed something funny during one of their performance, where thousands of performers were wearing fluorescent costumes with light bulbs wired all over their bodies. One of the performers could not get his light bulbs lit. So he was the only dim guy amidst the crowd of bright running men. I find that really hilarious. But now that I realise to what extent of perfection the organisers wanted the event to be, it must have been horrific for that guy with faulty light bulbs and the organisers.

I thoroughly enjoyed the opening ceremony. It was very grand, and I was very impressed by the amount of effort they put in. I just hope that nothing else I saw that night was fake. London 2012, please keep it real!

Note: Here's a very well-written post on the same issue.

Sunday, August 10, 2008

Left Out

It was Mom's 51st birthday yesterday. They all went out for dinner at The Ship (a steak house). Lil' Bro was telling me about it last night. As with all other occasions when they went out to celebrate without me, I felt like I am missing out so much. So much has happened back home and I had to hear it from second-hand description. Five years. It has been 5 long years since I left home for Singapore. It was during these five years that the most substantial changes happened in my family.

Lil' Bro's graduation from secondary school. Lil' Bro's going to National Service. We moved from KK to KL. Settling down and adapting to the new city. Lil' Bro's drastic transformation into a fitness training instructor. Big Bro brought his girlfriend home to see my parents for the first time. Lil' Bro brought his girlfriend home for the first time. Lil' Bro graduating from A-Levels with flying colours. Lil' Bro's choosing of his education path. Big Bro switching to a new job. Lil' Bro's big car accident and the loss of our beloved Proton Waja (which we shipped all the way from KK). The new entry of the second-hand Kancil into the family. Major events in the Malaysian politics. Five years' worth of birthdays, Mother's Days, and Father's Days. Five years' worth of personality changes. Five years' worth of sickness.

All these happened while I was in Singapore. Goodness knows what else will I miss for the next 2 years, before I can go back for good. I just wanna go home and be with my family.

Cue "I Don't Wanna Miss A Thing" by Aerosmith

Friday, August 1, 2008

Homesickness

It has been a few hectic weeks since I returned from Kuching. Didn't have time to stop to think.

This morning before I left for work in a hurry (as usual), I took a glance at my graduation photos hanging on my walls. There were Mom, Dad and Big Bro smiling back at me. I suddenly felt the urge to just breakdown in tears, which I quickly brushed aside, lest I'd be late for work.

God, I miss home so much.

Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Holding onto the Bomb

Just when I was about to drop the bomb to my boss, something cropped up. It turns out that I may not be able to go back to KL in August, after all. Damn you, Murphy's Law!

Monday, July 28, 2008

Christmas in July?

Here's an advise to all of you out there:

Do not watch Christmas shows or listen to Christmas songs when it is not the Christmas season. It leaves you in a Christmas mood only to realise it is still a long time till Christmas!

Spoken from experience.

Saturday, July 19, 2008

Problem!

I can't seem to find a good timing to tell my boss about my leave in early August! There always seems to be something ruining his mood everyday! And the end of July is just around the corner!

God, if you're there, please bless my boss with a promotion or a pay raise, so I can go home!

Friday, July 18, 2008

Rainforest World Music Festival 2008 - Day 3

Photos taken on RWMF 2008 - Day 3. Enjoy!


Waiting for shuttle bus to depart to Sarawak Cultural Village for RWMF 2008 Day 3.


The crowd waiting for drum workshop to begin. That was the only workshop I managed to go for that day, no thanks to the late previous night.


Audience were invited onto the stage to play choo-choo train.


That's my friend's nephew getting a henna tattoo on his back. He had another 2 on his forearms. He became an instant star that night with his new tattoos. People actually took photos with him!


Best photo of the 2 of us, I'd say. This was taken by the star kid with tattoos. The bugger on the right kind of ruined it, though.


That's my henna tattoo on my wrist. Cost me RM10.


We were hanging out at the restaurant. Somehow we didn't feel like joining the crowd in the concert. The rain ruined it, really.


We made it to the concert ground eventually. The crowd was big, despite the rain earlier. All up for the finale, I suppose.


More crowd...


And more crowd... This was during the finale. We left before the crowd dispersed to escape the long queue for the shuttle bus back to Kuching. Our experience the previous night waiting for the shuttle bus was not pleasant at all...


Choa Chu Kang Fresh Mart? This was taken on our way back from Sarawak Cultural Village to Kuching in the shuttle bus. I was half-asleep when this shop caught my eyes.


OK, that's the end of the RWMF 2008. Here are more pictures taken the next day, before flying back to Singapore.


I've always wanted to visit the Cat Museum. I finally did. This is the entrance.


This is where we slept through the 4 nights in Kuching.


Another view of our dorm from a different angle.


And this is the view of the dorm from the bed I slept on.


And finally...our last photo before heading for our separate boarding gates in Kuching International Airport. Thanks AA for being such great company!


Believe it or not, I miss the RWMF 2008 right when I arrived back at Singapore that night. Will I attend the RWMF 2009? I really hope I will!