Wednesday, 31 August 2005
Kepada pembelog-belog yang telah menyertai Kempen Belog Dalam BM sempena Hari Merdeka negara kita, Terima kasih!
Terima kasih juga kepada semua yang telah menyokong kempen ini. Semoga kamu bahagia selama-lamanya! (Alamak, tersangat ber-keju-nya ayat itu)
Untuk senarai pembelog-pembelog serta pos-pos mereka, sila rujuk kepada senarai di SINI.
Sekian, terima kasih!
Siaran Belog biasa akan bermula selepas pukul dua belas nanti!
Dulu masa kecik, gua suka sangat tengok itu Bari-baris dekat itu TV. Gua manyak suka tengok itu Keleta Kebal sama itu askar-askar punya senapang. Ada pelempuan cun jugak, sumua nari-nari. Manyak ber-kaler-kaler.
Ada satu hali mas gua kecik, gua bangun pagi masa Hali Medeka. Gua rasa macam manyak gembila, sebab holiday, tak payah pegi sekolah. Gua pun telus turun tangga, nampak gua punya famili duduk dekat itu luang-tamu.
Gua LOMPAT tulun itu tangga, lepas tu gua jelit jelit kuat kuat:
Terkujat jugak gua punya famili.
Lepas itu, dia olang tengok gua macam gua sulah gila. Mesti tengah pikir, "Haiyor anak gua ini. Sudah 'sot' ke?"
Itular gua punya paling ingat punya Hali Medeka. Tahun lain, gua tak buat begitu. Sebab sudah boring. Sekali cukup lar. Dua kali sudah tak syiok lar.
Tapi, gua ingat gua mau buat itu macam tahun depan lar... Amacam? :)
Sempene Hali Medeka, gua mau kasi tau pasal apa gua suka sangat tinggal dekat ini negala:
Gua manyak suka sini punya makan-makan. Mana lagi tempat lu boleh cali itu Char Koay Teow, sama itu Nasi Kandar, Cendol, Tuak, Samsu, Nasi Ayam Hainan, sumua kita ada! Negala lain tak boleh lawan. Lagi, itu Singapore punya sumua tiru kita punya!!!
Kita punya lakyat ada manyak bahasa boleh cakap-cakap. Kita sumua boleh cakap itu Bahasa Malaysia. Ada jugak yang boleh cakap itu Cina, sama itu England, sama itu Tamil. Macam-macam kita boleh cakap. Tapi boleh jugak paham sama olang lain.
TIGA: Siti Nurhaliza
Fooyoh. Itu Siti memang manyak lawa lar, gua bagi tau lu. Gua manyak suka masa dia pakai itu Baju Kebaya. Manyak seksi! Kalau ada Siti pakai bikini punya gambar lagi best! Tapi dia manyak baik punya pelempuan. Tak pakai seksi seksi punya. Tapi hor, dia tak pakai seksi pun manyak cun. Gua manyak suka!
AMPAT: Trefik Jem
Gua tipu lu lar. gua tak suka sama itu Trefik Jem. Tapi gua suka masa takde trafik jem. Itu masa manyak best. Boleh lumba-lumba pakai gua punya sudah modifait punya Plotong Wila.
Gua manyak suka itu Durian. Sama Lambutan. Sama Manggis. Sama Pisang, Ciku, Langsat, Nanas, sama lain-lain. Manyak sedap wooo! Negala lain takde buah macam itu punya. Itu Elopah ada epal sama oren saja. Tak best. Kita punya Dulian lagi power! Ada KICK! Itu olang Elopah hidu dia pun sudah pengsan! Mana ada epal boleh hidu sampai pengsan punya?
ENAM: Plotong sama Peludua
Wahlau. Itu keleta Plotong manyak power wooo. Mana lagi negala ada kereta pakai tin-Milo buat punya? Lepas tu, itu Kancil punya manyak power. Parking pun senang. Tapi kalau aksiden habis lar.
Kita punya negala ada manyak itu DVD mulah mulah punya. Mana mana pun boleh beli. Apa-apa pun ada. Tembak-tembak punya, sayang-sayang punya, ketawa-ketawa punya, apa pun ada. Paling best ialah itu bogel-bogel punya. Itu filem manyak stim woooo!
Tuesday, 30 August 2005
Tiap-tiap tahun masa Hali Merdeka, seluluh Keh-El manyak jam. Selalu losak plen gua punya. Sini gua bagitau lu apa jadi tadi...
Mula-mula, gua ingat mau pegi kelab mau minum itu Haniken punya, tapi gua tak sampai keluar gua punya taman, gua punya kawan nama Hang Lipat call gua:
"Wahai Sang Mata! Tahukah bahawa jalanraya-jalanraya di seluruh Kuala Lumpur penuh sesak, kerana terlalu ramai rakyat Malaysia yang ingin meraikan Hari Kemerdekaan kami di Dataran Merdeka dan KLCC, sehinggakan mereka memenuhi jalanraya-jalanraya dengan Sang Kancil mereka?"
Wahlau, ini macam gua manyak tak syiok ooo. Gua punya plan mau pegi mabuk-mabuk sudah koyak. Takpe, gua pegi talipon satu lagi kawan gua. Ada halapan ada jalan yang tak 'jem'.
"Oi kawan! lu dekat mana?" gua cakap.
"Haiyar! Gua tengah 'jem' dekat itu manyak tinggi punya hai-weh dekat itu Ampang lar! Lepas toll manyak jem ooo!"
Habis. Rosak gua punya plen mau mabuk ini malam.
Masa itu, gua ingat, "Haiyar. malaslar mau keluar macam ini. Baik gua balik lumah tengok itu WWE punya Leseling."
Jadi, gua tak jadi keluar mabuk-mabuk. Gua telus pusing keleta, balik lumah. Tapi hor, masa itu gua ada lagi best punya idea.
Takde Haniken dekat kelab pun takpe. Gua boleh balik gua punya taman, duduk dekat luar, minum Haniken sorang-sorang. Lepas itu, masa pukul dua-belat, gua boleh tengok itu bunga api dekat itu KLCC.
Manyak cantek oooo...
Tapi hor, ada olang, belum Merdeka pun sulah belog dalam BM. Macam itu Kecikpendek, sama itu Puteri Syaitan Raksha, sama itu PuteriKongkek. Itu Menang-Sen pun ada 'Snik Plebiu' lalam dia punya belog. Haiyar. Manyak 'kiasu' betul dia olang. Apara...
Takpe. Kita sulah ada lamai olang mau belog dalam BM. Sulah ada LIMA PULUH ORANG woooo! Manyak mem-powerkan.
Mula-mula gua ingat ada lima-enam kucing saja mau buat benda gila ini. Mana tau sumua pun mau joint! Tenkiu tenkiu!
Oklah, ini dia itu senalai penuh olang-olang yang mau 'joint' kita punya kempen. Sapa mau 'joint' lagi boleh komen sini, kalau gua ada masa gua taruk l punya nama, ok?
Cepat cepat! Hali Merdeka sulah mau datang!
- Agjunkie (Pashminas & Perfume) - Coretan minda yang kekok. Tak paham gua...
- Air-Suan (Suanie.net) - Telah membatalkan sendiri kerana terlebih 'bandwidth'...
- Aria (Savage Quill) - Berkomplen pasal itu bendera atas kereta...
- Balajoe ( BJ Thoughts) - Siap dengan kereta kebal!
- BawangMerah (Darker Side of Saturn) - Cerita pasal Merdeka sama Michael Owen
- Carl (Truest Heart)
- Char ( Cynical Idealistic Eyes) - Sudah mula belog BM yang pertama!
- Cmos (Blur Sotong) - Ini kawan manyak malas. Translet pos lama! Apara... :)
- David Teoh (The Katana) - Siap bergambar dengan bendera!
- Dialah Jess! (She's Jess) - Apa itu semangat patriotisme har?
- Dracolshian (A Lil' Further...) - Manyak awal bangun punya olang...
- Erna (Wondering as I Wander) - Apa makna 'Daif' har? Itu Bolton punya pemain ar?
- FesyenAsia (Fashionasia) - Mari kita bercoli-joli!
- Gadis Kampung (Kampung Gal in the City) - Pergi, Suzie, Pergi! Eh, siapa Suzie?
- Hyrza (Hyrza's Blog)
- IreneQ (IreneQ: Unraveled) - Penguasa Cincin? Haiyor....
- Jordan (Macvaysia)
- Julianne (1/2 + 1/2 = 1)
- Kak Teh (Choc-a-Blog) - Yum yum, cokolat sama Hari Keluarga...
- Kekure (Be Bored Stiff) - Seorang wanita yang baru! Ada yang lama punya ke?
- Kervin (Thousand Words...)
- Kucing Dingin (Coolcat's Jottings) - Pertama kali buat Kaundaun Medeka!
- Kuih Pop (Staging a Traffic Jam) - Semangat masih ada walaupun FlickR takleh guna!
- Lainie (Always in Trouble... Somehow)
- Lilian (5xMom) - Merepek tentang sperma Merdeka...
- Lucia (Mental Jog) - Oooo! P. Ramlee! Mari nyanyi-nyanyi!
- Lydia Teh (Life's Like That) - Belog baru, belog Merdeka!
- Lyn (The Passion According to...) - Seekor binatang yang luar biasa.
- Maggie (What the F**k?) - Cintanya bukan cinta yang biasa...
- Malaikat Bintang-Terpangkah (Starcrossed Angel) - cakap pasal housemet lagi...
- Manusia Gelabah (Manusia Gelabah!) - Belog dia memang sudah dalam BM lar...
- Marita Paige (A Leaf off the Page...) - Ade gambar laut... manyak cantek...
- Merah-Siber (Fading Sanity) - Pakai bahasa pasar pun jadilar...
- Messy Christian (Messy Christian)
- Monki (Hey Boo!) - Pos yang amat berkaler-kaler...
- Mudslinger (Mudslinging ) - Manyak soalan hor lu punya pos?
- Nicktay (The Reflector) - Buat aku manyak lapar...
- Pembatu (Stoner: Mind Blowing)
- Peter Tan (The Digital Awakening) - Dia punya kereta-roda ada bendera siot!
- Plink (Nah!See?cism) - Idup Bahasa Idup!
- Priya (A Moxilicious Moment) - Dia boleh! Mungkin boleh...
- S-Kay (Going Wild and Glowing Charm) - Ada Part One sama Part Two punya wooo!
- Sashi (Sashiweb) - Dia jugak manyak sedih pasal itu Michael Owen...
- Serge (Dusty Hawk)
- Shan (Shan)
- Sharon Bakar (Bibliobibuli) - Mat Salleh yang berpantun!
- Si Comel Terencat Akal (Retardedly Cute) - Hujan-hujan pun manyak semangat ooo..
- Simon (Simon Talks) - Simon terikut-ikut dan takde benda lain mau buat...
- Tan Yee Wei (Snippets of this and that) - BM dia manyak menyedut oooo...
- TSkhew (MageP's Lab)
- Visithra (There Is No Blog)
- Wingz (Rojaks Daily) - Orang lain Belog, dia Ber-bolok...
- Yvy (All About her?) - Memori yang dia tak boleh lupa....
- Zyrin (conversations in my head) - Tukar sana, tukar sini, tukar tayar, tukar bini...
Monday, 29 August 2005
Belog = blog in Malay?
There you have it, proof that we bloggers really ARE morons... hahahahahahaha
BTW, if you want me to add you blog/name to the list of bloggers who are gonna blog in BM this Merdeka Day, just comment here! :)
To find out who has done so already, check out the list HERE.
MAJULAH BELOG UNTUK BELOGSFERA!
Sunday, 28 August 2005
My very first memory of Narnia was when I was a wee little kid, when I saw a cartoon of The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe on TV. I think it was meant to be a holiday special on TV2 (Xmas, I think, probably because someone in RTM thought just because it had snow in the beginning, it HAD to be a Xmas show), and though I don't really remember what it was EXACTLY like, I DO remember lots of it.
I remember being mesmerised by the idea of fauns, centaurs, wolves, witches. I remember the LAMPPOST. I remember the gifts that Susan, Peter and Lucy got, and the way Edmund betrayed his siblings. I remember the Beaver home and Mr Tumnus,
Most of all, I remember ASLAN.
Aslan caught my attention most because he was just so noble, so majestic, and ASO INCREDIBLY COOL.
Anyway, I remember loving the cartoon, the story and the characters so much that I wanted MORE. Then I found out it was a BOOK. And thus began my search for the books.
When I finally found a copy of Prince Caspian, surprisingly at the pathetic excuse of a public library in Temerloh, I was so happy. I read it once. And again. And again. Then when it was time to return it, I returned it, and borrowed it again immedietely because I wanted to read some more. And I kept wanting more of the same. Of course, at the time I didn't know there were SEVEN books in total.
Then when my sister went to UK and came back with the ENTIRE SET of Narnia books.... I was speechless. I jumped for joy. And I had no social life for weeks after that.
So there you have it. What my earliest memories of the Narnia books were. They are a vivid part of my childhood memories, which is probably why I'm dreading the movie, in case they screw it up... :(
But people, DO read the books before the movie comes out. You won't regret it. They're SOOO much better than Hairy Putter, and it's a lot more magical when yo can picture it in your mind, rather than being force fed images of the story based on what a movie director wants you to see...
Friday, 26 August 2005
See the big banner on my sidebar? Those who er... 'signed up' to blog in BM on Merdeka Day, go download this banner and put it up on your blogs! hehe!
The banner was designed by Vincent, BTW...
Thursday, 25 August 2005
Now, I've spent a fair amount of time in airports, and if there's one thing I know, it's that airports can be damn bloody BORING. And at times like that, a book is a gift from the gods.
Of course, you could always make like a broke tourist and sleep on the airport lounge chairs (or in the case of KLIA, FREEZE on the lounge chairs), or if you have a laptop, you could go online (KLIA got free wi-fi mar).
But if you can't (or don't want to) do these things, then you can read a book. Almost every single airport in the world has a bookstore (except possibly Warsaw International Airport, trust me, I checked. Don't know if they have one NOW though...) where you can buy a nice little book to read, and kill time.
The best books to read in airports are the lighter ones. Those are light, easy to read, and not so heavy that it makes you fall asleep on your airport lounge chair and miss your flight. Most people tend to favor the really commercial pop fiction books, such as those by Dan "I'm gonna stay #1 on Kino's bestseller's list FOREVER!" Brown, John "Can you tell that I used to be a lawyer?" Grisham, Michael "Hey, who wants to make a movie out of my book?" Chrichton, and so on. You get the picture.
Well, can't argue with THOSE choices. They're easy to read, and the books are nice and light (in paperback, that is). Personally though, I tend to choose books based on a few criteria:
- Light - I'm NOT gonna lug the damn book around in my luggage afterwards! So the hardback edition of the entire LOTRseries is probably out of the question. That said, I also want my books to be...
- Not too thin - Hey, if I finish the damn book in under an hour when I have a three-hour transit, that's kinda missing the point right? Which brings me to...
- Easy reading - I'd rather not have a headache when I go on the plane, so nothing too heavy please.
Of course, since I usually already have a book with me wherever I go, these criteria are chosen based on the assumption that I have to BUY my own book. In which case, the final criterium would be: MUST BE CHEAP. Hey, I'm not gonna spend a hundred bucks for a book I only read once in the airport.
But since when I'm stuck in an airport, I probably have no choice BUT to read the damn book, I usually just bring books along that I NEED to read but haven't got to yet (usually those I need to review...). And that kills two birds with one stone. And THAT'S my ideal airport book. Heh.
This is the sort of day that makes me wanna get out of the office and walk around. Even the traffic seems a lot less bad now.
I've walked around KL a lot before (mostly when I can't be arsed to drive, and take LRTs instead). It CAN be quite fun walking around KL, provided it's not too hazy, and you don't mind the heat.
Sure, it's hot. Sure, sometimes you get mugged. But there's so much to see, so much to do, so much to eat, if only you can get out of your comfort zone (and air-conditioned cars and shopping malls).
Of course, it's not like walking around Singapore, where you have nice air-conditioned pathways, and a lesser likelihood of being run down by a murderous motorcyclist, but then, it's infinitely a lot more interesting, and doesn't consist of just shopping malls, shopping malls and more shopping malls.
Well, enough for now. It's too beautiful a day to be indoors...
I'm in the office now trying to rush my work before I go on leave next week, so needless to say I can't really go outside and walk around.
But just for the heck of it, here are some of the places I like to go and walk or people watch sometimes. Be warned though, some of these places can be quite notorious as well..
Jalan Petaling / Kotaraya / Masjid Jamek area
I don't go there for shopping (only thing I ever buy there are second-hand books and manga anyway), mind you, since only silly Singaporeans or tourists who don't know better go there to shop. But it's a great place to go and people-watch, and to get lost in. Beware where you wander to though. It can get a little rough sometimes...
Jalan Bukit Bintang area
I'm not very fond of this place actually, but I always seem to end up here when I'm wandering around, since it's only a stone's throw away from Kotaraya. I walk up the road, fend off the pimps offering a 'nui yan' (woman) on the streets, drop by the Lot 10 SF coffee, and proceed on to...
After checking out my usual haunts in KLCC (and if I don't get sidetracked in Kinokuniya too long), I sometimes just go outto the park and walk around awhile. If it's the evening, there'll be lots of people to watch. Very interesting. Hehe.
Will add more if I think of more...
Tuesday, 23 August 2005
Minishorts announced HERE that some of us (Minishorts, Vincent, Rakshademon and F**kstress) gonna be blogging in Malay on Merdeka Day.
Uh oh. What have I got myself into? Now, I know I was the one who suggested it, but eh, this is the guy who got a bloody C3 in BM during SPM lar. Some more so long never write BM karangan oledi, how to write a whole post in BM?
Oh well, since we already said we'd do it, let's ALL do it!
So, evelibadi, let's ALL blog in BM on Merdeka Day! Not because we wanna show we're patriotic, not because we're wanna promote our National Language, but JUST FOR THE HECK OF IT.
Come on, live a little. Lets ALL have fun!
Are you with me? Marilah kita semua berblog dengan Bahasa Malaysia pada Hari Kemerdekaan minggu depan! YAY!
Anyone who want to join can comment here!
ARE YOU ENJOY??????
PS: I'm thinking of writing it in Ah Beng BM-speak. Wadya think?
So far, we've got the following readers of this blog agreeing to blog in BM on Merdeka Day!
BTW, Vincent is making us a nice banner to show off during this little Kempen... will post it when he gets it done...
And guys, get as many people to join as well! Majulah Blogger untuk Belogsfera!
- Air-Suan (Suanie.net) - So she can er.. bring it on......
- Aria (Savage Quill) - So she can tembak subtitles...
- Balajoe ( BJ Thoughts)
- BawangMerah (Darker Side of Saturn) - Only after clearing the rust off his BM...
- Carl (Truest Heart)
- Char ( Cynical Idealistic Eyes)
- Cmos (Memoirs of a Blur Sotong)
- Dialah Jess! (She's Jess)
- Dracolshian (A Lil' Further...) - So she can GALSK...
- Erna (Wondering as I Wander) - Only if she can wake up
- FesyenAsia (Fashionasia) - So she can write 'coli' instead of 'bra'...
- Gadis Kampung (Kampung Gal in the City) - Dua-tiga line pun cukup lar...
- Hyrza (Hyrza's Blog) - Only if she can get online...
- IreneQ (IreneQ: Unraveled) - Only if she got 'mood'. Whatever THAT means...
- Jordan (Macvaysia) - Only if he doesn't get bitten by a poisonous snake
- Julianne (1/2 + 1/2 = 1) - Only if she can get a common computer. Damn local unis...
- Kekure (Be Bored Stiff)
- Kervin (Thousand Words...) - Hope he doesn't screw up his karangan again...
- Kucing Dingin (Coolcat's Jottings)
- Kuih Pop (Staging a Traffic Jam)
- Lilian (5xMom)
- Lucia (Mental Jog)
- Lyn (The Passion According to...)
- Maggie (Maggie)
- Malaikat Bintang-Terpangkah (Starcrossed Angel) - To show off her A1 in BM SPM
- Manusia Gelabah (Manusia Gelabah!) - Er... What happens if the belog is oledi in BM?
- Marita Paige (A Leaf off the Page...)
- Merah-Siber (Fading Sanity) - After a little bit of deliberation...
- Monki (Hey Boo!)
- Mudslinger (Mudslinging )
- Pembatu (Stoner: Mind Blowing) - Only if he can get Internet in Kluang
- Peter Tan (The Digital Awakening)
- Priya (A Moxilicious Moment)
- S-Kay (Going Wild and Glowing Charm) - To show off her incredibleness!
- Sashi (Sashiweb) - Kamu Tidak Akan Berjalan-jalan Sendiri!
- Serge (Dusty Hawk
- Shan (Shan)
- Sharon Bakar (Bibliobibuli) - THIS should be interesting... hehe
- TSkhew (MageP's Lab) - Who EMAILED me when a comment here would have sufficed... :P - Visithra (There Is No Blog) - Dia mau tummpang masuk...
- Yvy (All About her?) - Satu lagi yang karat...
- Zyrin (conversations in my head)- To make her BM teacher pengsan...
Monday, 22 August 2005
Have to fast fast finish my story.
Busy Busy Busy Busy,
No time to do the bloggy thingy.
Busy Busy Busy Busy,
Halfway some more can go for tea.
Busy Busy Busy Busy,
Whole day only listen to Moby,
Busy Busy Busy Busy,
Dinner only got time to eat sushi.
Busy Busy Busy Busy,
I think I minum too much coffee
Busy Busy Busy Busy,
Tonight I won't be sleeping early.
Sunday, 21 August 2005
Anyways, lets get back to regular blogging transmission, shall we?
Today's blog post is about a band. Not just any band, mind you, but a band helmed by my friend and colleague - Izuan Shah, also of the blog Sastera Selekeh!
*clap clap clap* Woop woop *Flags waving* Toink toink!
The band's name is Auburn (why it's called that, I leave it to the man himself to explain), and they released their first EP two months ago, called Karya, and since I have to say its a pretty decent effort.
Here's the cover:
Karya contains five songs - Androgyne, Karya (an English song with a BM title), Beloved, Silhouettes (not to be confused with the Kenny G album of the same name), and To Be Continued...
I'm not gonna talk about ALL five songs in the EP right now (which I mostly like, though I'm kinda undecided on two of them. Sorry dude), but rather, just one - Androgyne.
This song is CATCHY. The first few times I heard it, I couldn't get the chorus out of my head, especially the 'Even star-crossed lovers sigh' part. It's catchy, and I LIKE it.
I DO have a few gripes about it though (and I've told you this before, Izuan), that the guitars in the intro sounds a little too overdone, and that some parts are a little out of place. I would love to hear a stripped down version of this song, maybe not an acoustic version, but a slightly less 'hard-rocking' version...
But heck, I don't really mind. It's a good song, and if I had the lyrics, I'd be singing it in the car along with all my Jimmy Eat World songs.
Speaking of Jimmy Eat World, once, a colleague who had heard Auburn's CD before was in my car while I was playing Jimmy Eat World's Clarity album, and she asked me, "Is this Izuan's band?". what a compliment eh? :)
To tell the truth, his voice DOES sound like a little like Jimmy Eat World's lead singer. In fact, come to think of it, the five songs on Karya sounds very much like a cross between Jimmy Eat World (ever noticed that their initials spell 'JEW'? hmmm...) and Smashing Pumpkins (which Izuan said before are two bands that he listens to a lot). Which is a good thing. Really.
The songs in the Karya EP grow on you. And if it wasn't worth listening to, I wouldn't even be mentioning it here. Unless it's REALLY BAD. Which it isn't. So go get it!
Anyway, enough about what I think. If you're interested in getting a copy of Auburn's CD (which only costs RM12! CHEAP!), do head on over to Izuan's blog HERE: An Alien's Dream Diaries Sastera Selekeh, to find out how you can get your hands on it.
Besides, if you don't like the music, you can always stare at the funky looking cover instead...
You can get Karya at the following places:
- Studio 78, One Utama new wing
- Studio 78, 1st floor of Asia Cafe in SS15, Subang Jaya
- Wondermilk in Damansara Utama, PJ
- Music Magic in Central Market, Kuala Lumpur
- Music Exchange
Thursday, 18 August 2005
Kill me now.
Then again, don't kill me. I'm just glad to be back in one piece.
Going there in the daytime was actually pretty cool. I passed Kuala Pilah, then Muadzam Shah ( a town somewhere in the heart of Pahang), and finally ended up in Kuala Rompin in four hours flat. I was going flat out 130km/hour almost all the way (hope I didn't get any tickets), and got to see a bit of the Pahang countryside (mostly oil palm trees and cows). Even saw a few tanks (the army was having some kind of training exercise amonst the oil palm trees. It's amazing how their camo outfits really DO blend into the surroundings.)
Anyway, I got there, I finished my assignment in three hours, and it was time to go home.
On hindsight, I proabably should have stayed a night there before coming back.
I TRIED to go back the same way I came, but somewhere along the way, a turning did not have a signboard, (either that or I was going too fast and missed it), and I ended up taking a wrong road.
Yup, thanks to my uncanny sense of direction, I'd managed to get myself lost in the middle of nowhere, in the middle of rural Pahang.
GODAMMIT. I HATE IT when I get lost.
So it was that I was wandering around roads surrounded by oil palm trees, not knowing where the HECK I was. Lost in the middle of bloody nowhere I was. HMPH.
I KNEW I should have taken the road to Temerloh instead. At least it would have been a more familiar place (though slightly further), and I wouldn't be lost in the middle of a god-forsaken place in the middle of the bloody night DURING THE HUNGRY GHOST FESTIVAL!
Luckily, I managed to get to Segamat just before night fell, and I at least knew where I was. I was FURTHER than I wanted to be, but at least it was a recognisable road. And there were signboards pointing towards Seremban, which was a good sign.
Sow it was, I passed Segamat, got stuck behind a few lorry-balaks (don't you just LOVE being stuck behind lorries on a two lane road?), passed Gemas, nearly took the wrong turning, going to JOHORE instead of Seremban, then bassed Tampin, where I nearly crashed the car into another one because I misjudged the distance while overtaking (Don't worry, nothing happened), and FINALLY, I was saved.
There I was, all tired, weary, tired of driving, needing FOOD, and slightly jittery after that near-crash, when I saw something green and familiar. Yes, after another bloody TWO HOURS of driving on a road I had no CLUE about, I FINALLY found the GREEN signboard leading to the North-South Highway.
YES! YES! YES!
Wahlau, you can't imagine how RELIEVED I was to see that signboard. And I was even MORE relieved to see the TOL itself. It was like the Pearly Gates to me. It was like HEAVEN. THAT was how relieved I was.
The rest of the journey on the highway was a breeze, but GODDAMN, someone PLEASE remind me NOT to drive FOUR HOURS into the inner reaches of PAHANG and come back on the SAME DAY again.
Next time, I'm just gonna take the bloody bus.
Wednesday, 17 August 2005
On Sale 9/13!
Thud /thud/ n. 1. a low dull sounds like that of a blow or something that does not resound. 2. the sound a body makes when it falls. 3. the title of the new novel from bestselling author Terry Pratchett
It started out as a perfect day -- the sun was shining, the birds were singing, and Commander Sam Vimes of the City Watch shaved himself without a single nick. And then he went to work.
Suddenly, Vimes is in the thick of looming disaster -- he's got an unsolved murder to crack, an impending war born of age-old animosity to avert, a new recruit he'd really rather not hire, not to mention a pesky government inspector asking all the wrong questions.
Tuesday, 16 August 2005
First of all, let me get something straight. Everybody swears. Whether it's mild or strong is beside the point. EVERYONE swears and one point or another. It's a natural reflex.
I swear a lot as well. I use the F-word, the T-word, the A-word and I also swear in five different languages and dialects, depending on the situations. My middle finger has also been given quite a workout in recent weeks, so much that I even resort to the V-sign instead, for variety, and to give the middle finger some company.
HOWEVER, if there's one place where I try NOT to swear too much, it's on this blog.
God knows I swear too much in real life already. No need to do that on my blog. Besides, while I DO believe that swearing out loud is only a natural reaction, it's completely different when you WRITE swear words.
When one writes, you have all the time in the world to think of how best to phrase your frustrations. Adding a swear word is only the easy way out. Of course, it all depends on the context of your post/story/rant. In some cases, a few swear words peppered around the text adds a little spice to the story.
But when a swear word is added just for the sake of it, then it just seems a little out of place. Even a post that is supposed to be funny can lose its humour when there is just ONE swear word in it, let alone when it is PEPPERED with them.
While the F-word or the K-abreviation sounds absolutely fabulous when screamed out loud at a marauding Kancil shooting out of a T-Junction without a signal, when the words are put down in writing, it just cheapens the writing somehow. It diminishes the standard of the writing.
Yes, I DO tend to be very particular about this subject. So I'm an elitist, sue me. But I'd rather read good writing about ROTI CANAI, over silly posts full of Hokkien abreviations swearing about a certain female minister.
Nevertheless, I'm not trying to force anyone to stop swearing on their blogs or anything. After all, it's YOUR blog, so do what you want with it. Furthermore, for some blogs, such as F**kstress' (now THERE'S a chick who can swear with style. Well, most of the time), the swearing is already part of her blog-character, and is what attracts peopel to her blog, so to ask HER to STOP swearing would actually diminish the blog somewhat. (Although I DO believe that she CAN write, and would LOVE to see a post where she DOESN'T swear at all, just to see how it reads.)
What I'm trying to pledge here is, I'm gonna try my best NOT to use any strong language on this blog. Call me a prude if you want, but I just don't see the NEED to use so much strong language in my blog, when a sentence phrased properly, can accomplish so much more.
Of course, I'll still use words like 'Bloody' or 'dammit' or 'hell' or 'pissed' or even 'ass', but that's about it, and can be considered MILD compared to some other blogs out there. In fact, besides that picture of me giving the V-sign, I think I've only used the F-word ONCE in my posts before when I was REALLY pissed off at something, and even THAT post was pulled, for various reasons (not because of the F-word).
Look, I'm no saint either, and it's not my place to be telling everyone not to swear so much. Your blog, your call. I'll just choose not to go there so often.
But BLOODY HELL, can't you BLOODY show a GODDAMNED bit of restraint sometimes?
Go on. Swear at me. Make my day.
The Visitor pointed out to me that lately I've been "getting a bit self-righteous and preachy nowadays lerrr". GAH!
I have, haven't I? I'm in a very rant-y mood these days. Maybe it's the stress. Maybe I'm just pissed off a lot of things these days. Or maybe it's the coffee overdose.
Never mind. I'll add another vow here. I solemnly swear to ignore The Visitor from now on. Heh. Oh, and to be SLIGHTLY less self-righteous and post more pictures of Darth Tater instead.
Doesn't mean I won't rant once in a while though. BLEH! Toink Toink.
Monday, 15 August 2005
As it turned out, this blog was the SECOND highest item on the list. Damn. And I thought I was damn original in picking this nickname. Here's the LINK.
The top link was an IT company (Eyeris) that had "Intelligent decision support and process control software for marketing, operations,financial applications in a variety of industries."
Makes me sound very intelligent indeed.
The hit AFTER Eye on Everything was in fact, a Christian rock band called Eyeris (http://www.eyeris.org), which was pretty damn ironic, since I'm not exactly a very religious person in the first place.
The band are apparently supposed to be 'More Rockin' than a Hostess Blueberry Pie!' (whatever THAT means). I wonder what their music sounds like...
The fourth item on the list was the owner of http://www.eyeris.com, which turned out to be Eyeris Inc. - an independent film production company (I think), that does short documentaries.
Cool. The name 'Eyeris' is really starting to make me look good.
Finally, we come to Number five on the list, was inevitably, an optical company - Eyeris New England. Nuff Said.
So that's Google. What about Yahoo then?
Eyeris the Christian Rock Band got the number One spot in Yahoo, while another corporation, EyeProfit (http://www.eye-ris.com) bumped me out of second place. DAMMIT!
Luckily, yours truly had monopoly on the Third AND Fourth spots on Yahoo's search, with Eye on Everything taking third, and Eye on Sports taking Fourth. Woohoo!
Fifth on Yahoo was the personal homepage of UK Photographer and Graphic Designer Gina Spencer (http://www.eyeris.co.uk), with some nice photos too.
So there you have it. The top Five Eyeris Searches on the web according to Google and Yahoo. I wonder how many people looking for decent Christian rock music have Googled 'Eyeris' and ended up reading my stupid guide on How to Identify Snakes instead.
The Innocent Ones
garth nix sabriel screenplay
borders book KL
book-review "Half-Blood Prince"
Chapter summaries for King of Foxes "King of Foxes"
The Questionable Ones (What did you think this blog is about?)
seeing man gay
nice cute girls
sexy girls on phone
The Bizarre (I wonder what they were looking for...)
sexy lego movies
lego music men
Oops.(As in, sorry for wasting your time because I'm SURE my posts on the following subjects were NOT what you were looking for...)
How to identify snakes
what happens when you take your eye glasses on and off?
Friday, 12 August 2005
For me, the best songs are not just about how good the guitar riff is, how profund the lyrics are, how simple the melody is, or how complicated the arrangement is. For me, a good song makes you FEEL. It awakens EMOTIONS in you. That's what makes me compels me to keep listening to a song over and over again, more than anything else.
Lately, I've been listening to a set of songs that I repeat whenever I feel like it (I leave it in the front of my playlist in my iPod so I can find them easily). I sing them aloud (or rather, SCREAM), and it allows me to get things out.
If I've ever given the impression that I don't FEEL anything, it's because I let everything out in the car, when listening and singing to certain songs. THAT'S my best way of releasing stress.
The following are some of the songs that are on this list, of which I feel deserve to be highlighted becuse of what they mean to me, and how they make me feel.
Has someone taken your faith?
It's real, the pain you feel,
The life, the love, you die to heal,
The hope that starts the broken hearts,
The trust, you must confess?
- Best of You (Foo Fighters)
Feeling like screaming defiance at the world, and letting it all out? Scream Best of You by the Foo Fighters in the car. It's the kind of song I listen to when I'm pissed off at something, when all I wanna do is to growl and curse at everyone, and when I want to pick a fight.
It's my favorite song now, whenever I'm angry at somone or something. And nothing releases tension better than screaming this song in the car.
Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear
- Run (Snow Patrol)
Want a song that lifts you and is sad at the same time? Listen to Run, by Snow Patrol. The tune is sad, the melody is brilliant, and the verse gives a sense of hopelessness to the song. Then when you come to the chorus, it lifts you up, and it gives you hope.
It's hard to describe how this song makes me feel, but have you ever lost something or someone, only to get it or him or her back again? Then you might have an inkling of what I mean - that Run gives me hope in the midst of hopelessness.
Jealousy, turning saints into the sea
Swimming through sick lullabies
Choking on your alibis
But it’s just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
‘Cause I’m Mr Brightside
- Mr. Brightside (The Killers)
Wanna know how jealousy sounds like if it was a song? Listen to Mr. Brightside, by The Killers.
Not sure if it is actually a song about jealousy (though the lyrics DOES have that word), but whenever I hear it, I feel the pain, the anguish and the hurt that one usually associates with being jealous (and god knows I've felt THAT a lot before).
Another thing about this song is that every time the intro comes on, I feel compelled to listen to the entire song. It's THAT addictive.
Promises mean everything
When you're little and the world's so big
I just don't understand how
You can smile with all those tears in your eyes
Tell me everything is wonderful now
- Wonderful, Everclear
Everclear's Wonderful is a well... wonderful song. It's about a child whose parents are always arguing, always apart, and it conveys that story perfectly. It helps that it's based on Everclear lead singer Art Alexakis' own personal story, and at times during the song all that pain and angst about a broken home comes out with so much anguish it makes you sad as well. Also perfect for screaming in the car when you feel frustrated at everything...
And I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
- Iris (Goo Goo Dolls)
So we come to Iris, by Goo Goo Dolls. I started using the moniker 'Eyeris' back when this song was released, not because I liked the name, but because the song meant a lot to me. The lyrics to the chorus described perfectly how I felt at the time, that I really wanted to be left alone, and that no one would really understand me, even though I wanted them to.
It was a heartbreaking song in heartbreaking times for me, and the nickname 'Eyeris' is a remnant of that.
There are a lot more songs on my list right now that help me get through the day sometimes, including Jimmy Eat World's Sweetness, The Middle and 23, Oasis' Stop Crying Your Heart Out and Don't Look Back in Anger; but I'll leave that for another day...
For now, I'm content with this particular pot of emotions to listen to...
Thursday, 11 August 2005
Anyway, that was yesterday. This is now.
I'm in Mid Valley SF Coffee now, and the haze is here too. I was meeting Lyn here for coffee, but she ran off for dinner with family, leaving me here with my eyes watering from the haze.
Nope, nothing to rant about today. In fact, I'm having a pretty good day. Liverpool won yesterday, I met a leng lui reader of the blog, I've had more than my fair share of coffee, and I managed to get another story done (well, ALMOST done).
Let's talk about books today, shall we? More specifically, let's talk about WRITING books.
I'd always wanted to write fiction. But I've never gotten around to it. I know I should practise more, but I just never get around to it. Hmmm. need more disipline.
But then again, I DID use to write short stories and short children's stories in the past, so at least I'm not a COMPLETE doofus when it comes to writing fiction. Sure, I'm not as good as certain writers with published books, but at least I know I CAN do it. Barely. I think.
Oh well. Anyway, I like to think I'll get to writing a novel one day. Not just any novel, but a FANTASY novel. Woohoo!
What's it gonna be about? Kenot tell, or else people rip off the idea. Shhhhh.
Yes, I'm not making sense here. I think it's the caffeine overdose plus the haze. it's making me high.
Anyway, fantasy. Yeah. I wanna write fantasy. Why fantasy? because I like the genre. I like to imagine things. I don't like stories that are too REAL. I like a little fantasy in everything I read. I like to use my imagination.
Remember the LOTR movie and the LOTR books? I'll take the books anytime. Because I could imagine the characters and settings anyway I wanted to. And I wouldn't be stuck with the image of bloody Liv Tyler as Arwen all the time.
Like I said, I would like to write fantasy. My first few stories are gonna be crap, I know. But I'm gonna get to it. One of these days. Maybe tomorrow. Or maybe not. But I'll do it someday. Just don't bloody tell me how to do it. You write your way, I write my way, ok?
Better stop here. I'm rambling. In monosyllables. LALALA!
Wednesday, 10 August 2005
Stupid haze. PPS is flooded with posts about haze. I go to tea, everyone is talking about the haze. and worse of all, my weekly badminton session got cancelled because of the bloody haze!
Bah. Enough about the haze. I refuse to talk about it anymore, because I'm sick of the word.
You know something else I'm sick of? It's this columnist in Singapore who is actually a Malaysian, who dissed us in her column, complaining that Malaysia is so backwards, and singing praises about Singapore, calling it the Land of Dreams.
Well, dream on, lady.
Now, I have nothing against Singapore. My larling works there (though she plans to come back after milking their economy dry first). I have quite a number of friends over there, Malaysian and Singaporean alike. I like the public transport, the clean public toilets, the toy shops and BORDERS at Wheelock Place (of which the one in Times Square is a poor imitation of).
However, I still don't like going there for too long a time. A foreign friend once called Singapore a very sanitized version of Asia. It's all nice and clean, all happy and cheerful, all friendly and OH SO BORING.
I've also never had a good impression of Singaporeans (though this HAS changed slightly through time). This state of mind began when I was in Poland, when I met up with two Singaporean students who were also there on a student traineeship sort of thing as well.
I'd already been there for a month, and was missing Malaysia very much. So when I found out that there were two Singaporeans in town, I thought, "Hey, lets meet up. I'm sure it'll be cool to meet people from the same region again, if not the same country. Surely they'll be happy with it as well."
It turned out to be one of the most unpleasant moments of my stay in Poland.
We met at the local town square, and was deciding where to eat. I suggested a nice little Polish place that was quite cheap down the road. But hey, The Singaporeans didn't want to go there.
They said Polish food SUCKS, and that after the first day they tried it, they'd been eating only fast food the whole time. So they took me to KFC.
So there we were, bloody halfway across the world, eating bloody KFC.
Throughout the entire gathering, they were complaining about how boring Poland was, how Singapore is so much more 'happening' and how Poland had no video game arcades (HUH? You bloody go ALL THE WAY to Poland to play video games only is it?), and how run-down everything is. They turned their noses up at the food, the people, the unemployment rates ("SINGAPORE would never have so many drunks or homeless people").
In short, they ran down their host country like it was an insignificant insect compared to the mighty Singapore. Now, correct me if I'm wrong, but when you're halfway across the world, and in a foreign country where people would be judging YOUR COUNTRY by how YOU conduct yourself, isn't it a little STUPID to insult your host country?
What the heck were you doing there in the first place, huh? If it was to experience a different culture, you're certainly going off on the wrong track there. If it was to get work experience, what, Singaporean companies too smart to hire you is it?
As if insulting Poland wasn't good enough, they then decided to throw in comparisons with MALAYSIA for good measure. Now THAT really got me hopping mad. Needless to say, I never wanted to see them again. I hope they had a bloody MISERABLE TIME when they were there.
Now, the behaviour of two idiots does not necessarily mean the entire country is rotten. In fact, most Singaporeans could be angels, for all I know.
Anyway, my wrath is not aimed towards Singapore, or Singaporeans. It's aimed at that so-called Malaysian-born columnist who DARED take a few isolated incidents from a country more than 30 times the size of Singapore, and DARED use them to say OUR country is not as good as Singapore.
Malaysia is not perfect, I'll admit. It DOES have its faults, and many of these could use a little correcting. But in no WAY is it as bad as what that columnist depicted it to be. I'm surprised she even had the gall to say that she herself was a Malaysian.
Note the 'WAS' in the last sentence.
Remember Eric Moo? That Mando-Pop singer who was born in Klang but INSISTS that he is SINGAPOREAN when he was introduced as a Malaysian? Well, this columnist reminded me of him - a 'Malaysian' who thought he/she was too good for Malaysia. A 'Malaysian' who decided that dirty hawker stalls, hazy weather, horrendous traffic jams and lousy public transport systems is too LOW for them.
Well, guess what? You don't like it, you can stay OUT of it.
Malaysia is MY Land of Dreams.
PS: I'm trying to find the article... I read it on the print version of Singapore's The Straits Times. If I find it, I shall post the link here...
(Update, 10:39pm): On second thought, I think I'd better not post the article here, for various reasons.
But the gist of it was - Malaysian born columnist, 17 years here, 17 years in Singapore, wrote column piece on Singapore National Day, said that when small, she used to think Singapore so much better than Malaysia, then moved there, and decided to stay there. Ended up 'not belonging there' (gee, I wonder why), but don't want to come back to Malaysia because of how certain things turned out around here. Or something like that.
The article may or may not be as bad as I've depicted here, but my colleagues and I hated it enough to want to write her a very strongly-worded complaint letter.
PSS: BTW. I don't hate Singapore, NOR Singaporeans. This is a rant against that an irresponsible columnist who does not know the meaning of patriotism and culture.
Singapore as it is, is a nice country to VISIT (for a while, that is) I have Singaporean friends as well (I like hanging out with them, and I wouldn't want to insult them either.)
Now, can you please not deny me entry the next time I go there because of what I wrote here?
Tuesday, 9 August 2005
Just finished a story, meeting ONE of my deadlines, and now I'm gonna just shoot off a fast post here to explain why I won't be updating long long posts for the next few days, before I go home and tidur.
You see, I've been goofing off a little the past two weeks, and work is catching up with me. Bloody hell, shouldn't have spent the whole of last Sunday chatting on the Bloggersaremorons tagboard and taking pictures of Darth Tater.
Therefore, I have resolved to fulfill the following objectives, by hook or by crook:
- Meet at least FOUR deadlines this week. (Boss bugging me all the time now. WORK WORK WORK!)
- Finish at least TWO book reviews this week. (Erna is making me look bad on this aspect)
- Go home EARLIER next week (or at least don't stay in the OFFICE so late)
- Drink less coffee next week (bloody three cups a day right now)
Ciao, people. I'm gonna go home now. Hope I don't get lost in the haze...
Monday, 8 August 2005
First one up - Erna!
Yup, Erna is back. She deleted her blog - Saving Dreams - two months ago because she was er... disillusioned with the whole thing. But now she's back, and with a proper WEBSITE this time, called Mahayuni... er.. Mahanui... oh, Mahyuni.com, which has not one, but FOUR blogs in it!
Second one, is a book blog I followed when I just started MY blog - Subtext Whore.
Don't be fool by the name. Runned by a guy from UK called Lee (sorry dude, I don't know your full name!), Subtext Whore is a GREAT blog about literature and books, and one that I enjoyed reading when it was still up, BEFORE he pulled the plug in in November 2004.
Welcome back, Lee!
So what are you waiting for? Go on and head to the links and welcome these two cool writers back to the world of blogging!
Sunday, 7 August 2005
See Darth Tater.
See Darth Tater Grinning.
See Darth Tater going to the 2005 Blogathon's most happening blog - Bloggers Are Morons!
So, what are you waiting for? Head on over to THIS post: The Life and Times of Darth Tater, to see more pictures of Darth Tater!
And also, a special ONE DAY ONLY Star Wars Malaysian Blog Parody HERE: ONE NIGHT ONLY: The Malaysian Blog Star Wars Parody!
And a special ENG-BM-AB translation of Star Wars speeches written specially for the Blogathon HERE: Panduan Star Wars (ENG-BM-AB) yang amat monyok sekali
So what are you waiting for? Head on over to Bloggersaremorons to check em out! And don't forget to pledge some donations at the same time!
Saturday, 6 August 2005
I let Suanie sweet talk me into writing a few guest posts for the Bloggers are Morons Blogathon tomorrow for that Hospice-At-Home-Programme, Penang branch (under the Malaysia National Cancer Society).
I'm not even sure what I'm gonna write about. After all, there's already gonna be Suanie, Minishorts, Peter Tan, Paul Tan, ShaolinTiger and KennySia blogging non-stop there, plus a few more guest bloggers like Lucia, 8555 and me of course... :)
Anyway, just head on over to Bloggers are Morons to seee how you can give me money!
Wait, it's not for me? damn.
Thursday, 4 August 2005
Oh, and in case you were wondering about the title of the post, I am NOT stopping the blog. The title refers to the LENGTH of this post... hehe.
And YES, it's a RANT.
When I started this blog, I'd initially intended it to be just a little book blog, nothing more. Just a little place for me to write what I want, mostly about books. I got the idea from Daphne and Liz Tai, who have book blogs, and decided to jump on the bandwagon.
I'd actually already registered for this Blogspot account since waaaay back in 2002 (ok, now THAT is way back) when I went to Poland because I wanted somewhere to record my journal.
I registered, got the account, and promptly forgot all about it.
So it was when I decided to start the blog last year, I tried registering under my usual nick, but I couldn't get it because SOMEONE HAD ALREADY USED IT. I was mad. I was furious. who else could have the same nick as mine?
Then I realised it was my own account. Damn. Stupid stupid stupid.
So I typed in my user id, and used the password that I THOUGHT I used (and it was correct), and VOILA! eyeris.blogspot.com a.k.a. Eye on Everything was born!
On hindsight, I probably should have chosen a 'cooler' title than EoE, but oh well. What the heck. As if MINISHORTS is cool anyway. heh.
Anyway, that was then. I started out with one reader (me, yes, I read my own stuff. HAH!), two readers (me and Erna (who doesn't blog anymore but I wish she did)), three readers (Me, Erna, Daphne), four readers (me, Erna, Daphne and The Visitor), five readers (Me, Erna, Daphne, The Visitor and ireneQ) and eventually, SIX WHOLE READERS (me, Erna, Daphne, The Visitor, ireneQ, and Liz Tai).
It was fun. Even though some of us worked in the same office, we'd be commenting on each others' blogs instead of talking to each other.
Pathetic, I know. We still do that sometimes you know. Only now we use the internal messaging system instead.
Anyway, by and by, I realise that other people were reading my junk. There was Jayeagle (from back in my LOTRien days), then Amelia (I don't know how she found me though), then Strizzt (I think she found me through my fantasy book posts. Or maybe not). Then Julianne turned up. And Graceshu. And iblogme. And Aria. And Lyn (I think it was because of the post where I mentioned learning Spanish).
And then I forgot what happened after that.
Oh yeah, next came the PPS phase. I heard about it from ireneQ, who told me to go ping PPS to get more hits. So I did. And I got MORE hits! Ok, just one more. I think this was when I started Eye on Sports, and Sashi found me through the Liverpool-centric pings. Or was it the other way round? Oh well...
Gah, digressing again. Anyway, I seem to say anyway a lot. But anyway, I then found Minishorts (through someone's links I think), and realised that I KNEW who she was! And from there, found out about a few other friends.
And then I realised that there were more people I didn't know(whom I would LIKE to know) coming to the blog, like Inn, Poptart, Mayakirana, Mystiqangel, Captain Carcinogen (Now THAT'S a cool name, dude. Donno about the white layout though. seems uglier than mine...), Vincent (now THERE'S an ugly looking blog... haha), and a whole lot more.
But anyway (there's that word again), the point of this post is not to brag (BUAHAHA! I GOT PEOPLE READ ME!) but to point out that YAY! Look how far this blog has come since THIS POST! I really donno how many people read this blog now, but thanks for kambing! And to those who have been with the Eye on Everything from the beginning, THANKS! :)
Ok, I think that's the gist of what I wanted to say during the 1st anniversary, which was er... in JUNE BTW.
I dragged up that post because I wanted to plot the trail of this blog. Some posts I read recently got me thinking... Why do I blog? And why do you read what I blog?
My WORK already involves so much writing... why blog samor lar?
Donnoleh. Just for fun I guess. I like the interaction with the readers that I don't usually get thru work. I like making friends. And yes, I like to think that I damn terror-merrer, I write rubbish also people read. No wait, that's my job. Oh well.
Which brings me to another point. There's no point listing out instructions on how to write something 'properly'. There IS no formula. You just write, and read what you write. If you think YOUR OWN writing is crap, it probably is. Simple as that.
But ultimately, the most important thing about being a good writer, is to actually WRITE. Wise man once said - If you want to be a good writer, write. (isk, I'm gonna get hentam for this, I'm sure).
Anyway (I need to find a better word for this one), I am missing the point again.
The thing is, I see so many people blogging for HITS, for ADSENSE, for FAME, to PLEASE PEOPLE, so much that I just don't feel motivated to read PPS anymore. Pings get pushed down so fast that I'm not sure why people still bother writing descriptions of their posts when pinging anymore, because chances are it's gonna be gone in ten minutes anyway.
There's just no more fun in going through PPS anymore, compared to a year ago when there were not so many blogs pinging it, and most of them were original stuff.
I'm not saying I'm damn original lar, of course. Because my posts are mostly rubbish anyway, stuff I toss out in 30 minutes to release stress when I'm sick of writing about waste recycling or Aaron Kwok.
But at least I have fun doing it. It's not about the money (heck, my Google adsense only got me USD1.81 in six months. I'll be rich in 1,345,000 years, I think). It's not about being famous (though it's fun to know people like reading you. We're all narcissistic that way). It's about having fun.
I'm having fun. I'm sure many will also have great fun spending the money they get from their adsense-filled blogs as well. But PLEASE don't take the fun out of blogging by attacking one another, ok? Don't troll, don't flame, don't attack. And bloody hell, don't go and hack other people's blog!
Peace, man! Violence is BAD. DRUGS are BAD. MMMMkayy?
BTW, please answer me this.... Why DO you come to this blog?
(yes, indulge poor narcissistic me please. I'm a bit stressed this week... :P )
Wednesday, 3 August 2005
Anyway, I was feeling a bit run-down this morning (I came to the office at 7am to finish a story), so I decided to hop off for a bit to go watch Lindsay Lohan (in all her digitally-reduced-boob glory) driving race cars (or rather, a race Bug), in the movie Herbie: Fully Loaded.
First of all, let me say that this is a DISNEY movie, so you can expect a lot of cheese (not the chedder type), a lot of fluff (not the pillow type), some cheap slapstick jokes, and lots of feel-good scenes of people jumping for joy, laughing, and well, generally feeling good.
It's well.... er... FUN. Well it is. It IS a Disney movie after all, and Disney is essentially very much like a photocopy machine/studio that comes up with the same kind of movies with the same old feel-good cheese all the time. All these movies cater for kids and families, and have use the same formula over and over again.
But heck, the only reason I was watching Herbie was BECAUSE I knew what was gonna happen, and BECAUSE it is light fluff where I don't have to feel any other emotion besides... well, GOOD.
Anyway, what saved this movie from being REALLY REALLY BAD? (It IS slightly bad, but tolerable. Unlke that Stealth movie).
Lindsay Lohan is cute. She can't act very well, but she's cute. And what is better than a cute chick in a movie is a cute chick driving a race car. Yeah, she drives a stock car. And climbs into the car through the window while wearing a MINI-SKIRT. Woohoo.
Plus her boobs may have been digitally reduced (or so they say), but I think they ran out of budget halfway through the process.
Ok, another reason - Herbie is a cute car. VW Bugs have always been one of my favorite cars, because they just look so... er... rotound and cute. And watching Herbie putter around reminded me of MY little Ond Civic last time. Plus car races in movies are always cool (even if the one in this movie was rather far-fetched).
As for the rest of the movie... well... the less said about the cheesy dialogue, wooden acting and the cringe-worthy characters, the better...
So... in the end:
Lindsay Lohan + Volkswagen Bug = Good.
Michael Keaton and Matt Dillon in full-on family-fare mode = Bad
Overall rating for Herbie: Fully Loaded = Well, go watch it with your kids.
Or watch it when there's nothing else but Stealth to watch.
Five years ago, I would have panicked.
Five years ago, I would have dared.
Five years ago, I would have wept.
Five years ago, I would have fallen.
Five years ago, I would have loved.
Five years ago, I would have risked it all.
Five years ago, I would have regretted.
Five years ago, I would have worried.
Five years ago, I would have bothered.
Five years ago, I would have been guilty.
Five years ago, I would have cared.
I don't care at all.
I'm immune to it all.
I would damn it all,
I would never risk it all.
We all grow up eventually.
Even when life was lived in uncertainty.
When all was doubt and all was guilt,
When we didn't know what to build.
When things are rough or thrown in doubt,
And you fret over endless mindless clout.
If random resentment makes you weep,
Run away, or let it sleep.
When pointless rants are bleeding you,
And you wander aimlessly without a clue,
Friends can merely help you comprehend,
Your peace of mind is in your hand.
Tuesday, 2 August 2005
Check out this story here:
Fantasy’s darkest arts make for a bestseller
Check out the NAME of the writer of that letter to Sunday Times...
THANK YOU Mr Pratchett, for those words. And for fueling my belief that Rowling really doesn't know what she is doing...
(And for the record, I think The Wee Free Men and A Hat Full of Sky were WAAAAAY better than ALL the Harry Potter books combined...)
Further reading: Pratchett takes swipe at Rowling
(Thanks to Amelia and Caleb for the links!)