September 30, 2005
Friday Blabber
I wanted to create multiple posts of events since most of them are independent from each other in terms of category and so forth. Not wanting to sound like an attention whore and also to keep this blog simple and organized, I’ve decided to create one long post with several breakups (think mini series). If you are ready for the challenge in reading long post, this is the one for you. Just put on your reading glasses, lean forward and happy reading.
Starting my morning
As planned many days before, I was supposed to send off my cousin James to the bus terminal at Pudu Raya this afternoon. He’s leaving for home in Singapore after his 1 week stay with us. Knowing the traffic conditions in this hellish place and the crazy parking fees, I’ve decided to use the local rail system instead. It’s after all the most affordable and stress free method of transport to the jam prone heart of KL city.
Breath of Death
The moment I stepped out of the comfortable air conditioned LRT (light rail transit), I find myself chocking on warm exhaust from diesel buses. It’s been almost 3 years since I’ve set foot on this part of KL. The reason for this is strongly related to the time I first got my driving license and enjoyed the pleasure of having my own transport and the freedom of movement. Plus, I no longer find this part of KL attractive mostly due to the un-breathable and sweating-ly hot environment. But, the main reason why I abandoned this place is because I’ve kicked my video arcade addiction which manifest my younger years. (used to travel to KL for my weekly video game fix)
New attractions
When James boarded the bus, I wished him bon voyage. My errands for the day is done and I had the rest of the day to myself. Before leaving for university for my 5 o’ clock lecture, I’ve decided to give the good ol’ video arcades a visit for old times sakes. Also, to keep updated on the games that are currently in the market.
I was looking forward for a game or two of “Ninja Assault” on the big screen. I used to play as 2 players (using both guns ala Tomb Raider style). Sadly, the game was not there. However, I’ve found something interesting. Karaoke booths! I know that reality shows like Malaysian Idol and Akademi Fantasia is a big hit in Malaysia which influenced its populous… but this? I guess everybody wants a shot to be famous and this is their training ground.
The booths are roughly 4’ X4’. Poorly sound proof since I can hear the people inside singing. The management was thinking of making quick bucks that there’s roughly 20 booths in the middle of a video arcade center. I wasn’t allowed to take photographs plus there are thugs around, so I dare not risk snapping with my camera phone. But if you got the chance to visit downtown Pudu Raya, do visit Kota Raya.
Caring Malaysian?
After sight seeing, I took the LRT to university. Once onboard I was quite surprised to see some vacant seats. Since it’s rush hour and the train is half full, some seats are left vacant (for the needy I assume). Many people decided to stand, and when I say many, the ratio of people sitting and standing is 2:3 More people are standing than sitting. The government has done some serious campaigning on caring Malaysian for a long time and it’s goof to see such efforts fruitful. 3 years ago this situation is unseen of.
Flashback
I can still remember when my dad took the family out for a train ride on the weekend, my grandma has to stand for 2 stops before someone get off the train and gave her the seat. Mind you that those selfish people there that hog the seats are youngsters and some are families with young kids. I just can’t imagine how the parents can be so selfish and morally blind to allow their children and themselves to hog seats and turn a blind eye on a 78 year old grandma. I wouldn’t want to generalize here but that selfish family (2 families in fact) are Chinese.
September 29, 2005
Are you communist?
Picture this; the moment you are born, you are given a specific work. Your task is well suited to your built, skill and ability. For the rest of your life you’ll be doing the same mundane thing over and over again until you die. But then there’s a group of ‘freedom fighters’ that rebel against this system. They start doing things that’s not part of their duty or function and starting messing things up. And since their influence is so great, more and more individuals did things they think it’s right and fun for them without the slightest thought of consequences. At the end of the day, the country dies. And this country is you.
The ‘freedom fighter’ that I mentioned is cancer cells. It literally go against it’s actual function and since it’s so ‘influential’ it grows and spreads. It destroys the body if it’s malignant. If it’s not, it’s just another burden for the body when given enough time will turn malignant. So, on the cellular level we are actually communist.
If this post is unsuitable to be posted here, PLEASE inform me so I can remove this offensive (if it is anyway offensive) content. I’m NOT promoting communism whatsoever. Just sharing some random thoughts that pops up when I got nothing better to do.
note: please allow me a day or two to update/delete/make changes to my blog since I don’t check my e-mails at regular intervals.
September 27, 2005
A short burst of rage
It’s very hard to live with male ego. If I’m dedicated to something, the word “stubborn” is automatically stamped on my forehead. And if I’m still hard headed to carry on after numerals ‘No’s I’m not surprised that stronger words like obstinate, mulish and pertinacious will be used.
No, I’m not fueling over some misconception on the word ‘dedication’ but rather placing blame of yesterday’s post onto testosterone (read: source of male ego) and 2.5% alcoholic beverage (yes, I do drink when I’m low). Knowing that no matter how much “I’m sorry” that I’m going to fill the rest of this post, it’ll never be the same again. The damage is already done. To accept this apology or not is not up to me to decide it’s worthy-ness. To add or not to add another name in your personal fiendster list, will affect me, big time. But hey, I got to live with it. Life got to go on.
Added note: anyone know how to turn off e-mail sending feature where an e-mail notification will be sent to those in my friendster list informing everybody that I’ve updated my blog, please e-mail me. Thank you.
updated 20 March 08
coming to think of it, there IS an option to keep things in draft form, for my eyes only. can’t believe i was that dumb
September 25, 2005
Dried Eyes
They say that man shouldn’t cry. I say it’s bullshit. After all, man is also human who has feelings and emotions. So what’s wrong in crying when you are sad?
No, I’m not crying, but i felt like to. For some funny reason I can’t. I thought that I didn’t really missed my grandma that much, so i didn’t cry at her funeral. Today I recieved some disturbing news (my girlfriend of six months broke up with me) and it really pricks my heart. Did i cry? no. Not at the moment, not when I reached home, not when I’m alone and no one’s around. Not a single drop of tear.
Could it be that i’m heartless and no longger have any emotions, even for myself? Some how I’m recalling an episode of The Simpsons where Bart sold is soul and lost his very essence of living. Maybe I’ve lost my soul and every essence that I had left in me. Maybe I’ve lost my soul a long time ago and didn’t realize it. (coming to think of it, it’s been a darn long time since tears run down my cheeks)
September 18, 2005
Updated
For those of you who didn’t notice, i’ve changed the color theme back to blue. I think that i’ve done enough mourning for this month. also there’s a new album. It’s about my previous visit to the KLCC aquaria. The picture is a little grainy since it is taken with a camera phone. Surely a nice place to visit, it’s only RM38 and you’ll get a RM10 discount if you show your MyKad
