wentworth miller

Malaysians and our ADD syndrome.

we have blessedly short term memory, us malaysians. i think i helps us sleep better at night. we are probably the most forgiving race of humanoids ever to grace the planets. we resolve issues mainly by not remembering it. limited brain capablities to persue one matter if another pops up midway. as i said, its probably how we sleep at night.
malaysian government are probably the most lucky government in this civillised society for th people would let them away with anything. not by purpose, of course, just through sheer memory loss on any wrong doings they've comitted.
and being slick as they are, theyve discovered this flaw of the public long time ago. therefore incurring two things to happen, one: they do what ever they feel like doing. two: they would just take longer to do anything in a viable hope everyone would just forget all about it later. and most of the time, they would.
i remembered the whole uproar one time about a multimillion ringgit farewell party organized for a government officer. the whole country was shocked. people were pointing fingers and everyone was making excuses (which was lame cause the are no known rationale for anyone to throw a million ringgit party at the taxpayers expense, unless u found the cure for cancer or successfully kill bush). i remembered everyone was furious, the government was indignant, the public was affronted, everyone properly incensed.but as i remembered correctly, there was no proper ending to that fracas. no one was obviously chastised for wasting (no other way of putting it) money to throw a overweight, rich datuk pension party. it just died down and soon no one remembers anything and everything just went away. we were okay again. we moved on.
same thing about the fuel price hike. if that were to happen in any other country, man, we would have a revolution in hand, people throwing rocks and burning public property (we would be stupid like that) and getting hurt. sure, the hike was gonna happen anyways but we sure made it easy for the government. not a voice of protest. just some murmurs that died down as soon as we came to term about the whole thing, which was in 5 seconds. we know theyre lying, we know there are more to the hike than just channeling the funds to public transport, and we know that reason is a joke. but we are okay with it. lets just move on.
recently there that waste dumping problem. and its a big problem. the health hazard and the whole big mess (pun intended) the wastage system of the country is nothing to sneeze at. what we know is that theyre clearing valuable forest space or ridiculously close to human population areas to dump waste and its not even the right way. river are getting poisoned and people are suffering. quietly. very quietly. no publicity, please. we would do one or two news feature but we want it to go away after that ok? we like our specially flavored running water and we love the scent wafting from the dumps. seriously. its like, here, im complaining, ure taking note of this? good. follow-up? what the hell for? ive done my job, right. u guys take it from here. what, u have no intention whatsoever to do anything about this? alright then, here, have a marmalade sandwich on ur way out.
and there are more issues that died a horrible premature albeit natural death. the deforestation in selangor and pahang and perak. the consistent misuse and misconduct of ministers. the enforcement of ridiculous and nepotic-funding laws. but malaysians, we are peaceful people man, we hate confrontational stuff. we would a press meeting or two to air the complain but as soon as we have the attention of the cute newscasters and got a date lined up, its as good as case closed. and we only have one brain, theres just so much we can remember. i mean, if u want us remembering something new, than something old would just have to make way for it.

pathetic bunch. us.
watever dudes. im off to sniff water.

wentworth miller

the good things in life

1. orange tictac.
2. season 1 x-files.
3. cold cocacola.
4. barefoot in surfers paradise.
5. temerlohs legendary mee curry.
6. yellow post-its.
7. good classic football match. (eg: the reds vs hammers last sat was a superb game)
8. bbq with cousins every eid.
9. a good scrabble marathon with worthy opponents (shiren, dhunna, family)
10. nasi ayam, old chinese shop, temerloh.
11. open roads, new zealand.
12. terry pratchett.
13. ice cream cakes on mothers day.
14. brand new contact lenses.
15. worn leather shoes.
16. postcards.
17. starbucks praline cheesecakes.
18. peter cincotti.
19. mango smoothie, ben tahn market, saigon.
20. eddie izzard, eddie izzard, eddie izzard.
21. red pashmina shawls.
22. horror movie with cousins.
23. dinner and coffee afterwards.
24. purple handbags.
25. new born babies.
26. cosway's shrimp paste.
27. starry skies en route sandakan.
28. peanuts m&m.
29. jon stewart and the daily show.
30. birthday cards.
31. steamboats with buddies
32. sleeping in on rainy saturday mornings.
33. passing ur drivers test on ur first go.

arsenal vs barcelona

....
i cheered, i laughed, i swore, i shouted.
but mostly i cried.

we were so close.
to be denied like this.
my heart is broken.
and i bawled my eyes out throughout.
i literally cried myself to sleep.
we were ready. so ready.
so close.


im still standing tall and proud besides my colors.
but so you know, this is not a good day to mess with me..

champions league finals

wow.
dinosaurs in my tummy.
in 10 hrs, the big showdown. probably the greatest football game this year,
arsenal vs barcelona.
goosebumps just thinking about it.
wow.
being a hard core gunners, im naturally rooting for arsenal. but suprisingly, im so looking forward to the game, i dont really mind if we dont win the cup. i have no doubts we are gonna win this but if we dont, its okay. but surely, we gonna. surely..
ive been feeling this nervous energy the whole day, the feeling you have when ure in a play and its showtime soon. anticipation. heart palpitation.
like the final 24hours before my debate comp finals.
nerve wrecking. but in a good way.
total high.
oh gosh.


heres the gunners line-up:
Arsenal squad:

Jens Lehmann
Manuel Almunia
Mart Poom
Ashley Cole
Philippe Senderos
Sol Campbell
Gael Clichy
Kolo Toure
Emmanuel Eboue
Johan Djourou
Mathieu Flamini
Freddie Ljungberg
Robert Pires
Gilberto
Alexander Hleb
Jose Antonio Reyes
Cesc Fabregas
Alexandre Song
Thierry Henry
Robin van Persie
Dennis Bergkamp

wow.
too keyed up to type, even.
will just write 'wow' for the rest of this entry.
wow
wow
wow
wow
wow
wow
wow
wow
wow

wentworth miller

the good things in life

1. orange tictac.
2. season 1 x-files.
3. cold cocacola.
4. barefoot in surfers paradise.
5. temerlohs legendary mee curry.
6. yellow post-its.
7. good classic football match. (eg: the reds vs hammers last sat was a superb game)
8. bbq with cousins every eid.
9. a good scrabble marathon with worthy opponents (shiren, dhunna, family)
10. nasi ayam, old chinese shop, temerloh.
11. open roads, new zealand.
12. terry pratchett.
13. ice cream cakes on mothers day.
14. brand new contact lenses.
15. worn leather shoes.
16. postcards.
17. starbucks praline cheesecakes.
18. peter cincotti.
19. mango smoothie, ben tahn market, saigon.
20. eddie izzard, eddie izzard, eddie izzard.
21. red pashmina shawls.
22. horror movie with cousins.
23. dinner and coffee afterwards.
24. purple handbags.
25. new born babies.
26. cosway's shrimp paste.
27. starry skies en route sandakan.

wentworth miller

today, i googled 'son of sam'. interesting read. (his real name was david, sam was actually his neighbour's name)
yesterday, i discussed ted bundy and charles mason with my boss over lunch. (not actually lunch talk, i know)
while watching my second favorite series, supernatural, i totally got what they meant by the 'donner party'.
discovery channel expose on 'black dahlia' didnt tell me anything i didnt already kno.
i own the complete hannibal lecters trilogy and read the books.
alaistair crowley is cool. in a twisted sort of way. cool, nonetheless.
back in high school, the reference room holds this whole collection of black, hardcover old encyclopedias with silver front letterings about the mass murdering fuckheads and weird crimes over the years. i think its called 'crime and punishment'. i read the whole thing over and over again. i remembered my deskmate saying, "how can u read those? its scary. how can u sleep at night later?" it was the most facinating thing i read that time.
i remembered what i read about ted binion and lizzie borden and colombian neckties and children of thunder and castor beans and josef mengele and marquis de sade.
and now, i remember about son of sam i read today.

im really weirding myself out here.
me, freaky.
and if you know more than 6 of the people/stuff i put in bold up there then you're freaky too.

too many freaks, not enough circus..

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weekend with shiren. watched eddie izzard on laptop and drank starbucks by the french press-ful. it was so cosy at the borders starbucks. we stayed there for almost 8 hours. nice.
then we thought it might be fun to catch a bus and go see petaling street at night. it was fun. being a saturday night and all. big time crush but fun.
didnt take pictures there cause, man, that would be way too tourist-y. Funny enough to see people thinking both of us are foreign (cause we speak english to each other and they prolly think we're sri lankan or something) and see them flinch when we go "tak boleh murah lagi ke?" funny.



stopped by my old starbucks in bintang walk to visit jenn joe (picture) talked for a while, touched his fuzzy head, looked at new tatoos, bitch about other starbucks partners and conjugate french. big fun there.
after a short, lesbianisque stroll down the overrated bintang walk, we walked back to time square and head home in the sudden storm . great day. yay!

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saigon market - drink on me
Originally uploaded by disputed over-lamb.

drinking super yummy mango juice at the market. it was so cheap and so good and so spooky cause being muslims, we are a little paranoid about the food and drink we consume in foreign places. and this part of the market was the food section and usually we stay away from these places (i still remember the fried crickets and roasted pig knuckles at phnom penh market) but the we braved ourselves and there were plenty of fruit juice vendors and juices we can drink. communicated mainly by pointing and gesturing. tall cold mango juice is a universal language, obviously. yummy.

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saigon - only helmet
Originally uploaded by disputed over-lamb.

the only helmet wearing motorist in whole of vietnam, i kid u not. he's prolly the minister of traffic or something.

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saigon piccies::the return..

other people who was also on the trip with me.

mom and lil bro, ghetto bonding
(l-r) abah, lil'est bro, lil bro, mak. buying fruits. chiku fruits as big as melons, swear to god.
scumbag (affectionate) lil bro. we're cool.

abah and lil'est bro and pet dragonfly. i take sucky pictures, i kno.

my whole family, thats it.
oh yeah, we left big sister at home. she was annoying me so i locked her in the attic, a la home alone and we went saigon without her.

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Originally uploaded by disputed over-lamb.

me and mak. at the same eating place (yes, i am larger than my mom, moving on..) mostly malaysians malays eat here, so this is like the informal meeting place or something. funny thing was, we met this two really nice malay ladies twice there. it pretty rare to find malay tourist that are nice and decent, most are stuck up and considerably snobbish, my brother and i call these people "first time travellers". they find it impossible to be nice to fellow countrymen in foreign places. in new zealand for instance, the nicest malay family we met was from singapore whereas the malaysians tourists we came across were all ignorant, stuck up morons. so, it was great to stumble across really nice malaysians overseas. there was this other couple who was shopping at the next stall my mom and i were and they said hi and even helped me haggle for my bag. how nice. there were still some misguided, blighted fuckers whom would look the other way even when my mom and i said hi or a'kum. im not saying all, but most of young malay females were not nice at all. sorry ass idiots.

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saigon piccies part 2.

Originally uploaded by disputed over-lamb.

a very (fat) happy me at the only halal eating place in ho chi minh. thank godness the food was good and the place was really pretty. happy.

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first batch of my family saigon shopping excursion.
great fun.
as what happend with korea, i took pictures of everything and everyone but myself.
and the few and rare pictures i have of myself are all in my bad angle.
given, im so fat now that im almost spherical therefore i have no angle but still..

these pictures are from my super gorgeous hotel room.
i almost died twice from tilting over the balcony so much.
heh.


















and here are the same thing at night. gorgeous place, saigon. beautiful place, beautiful people. i was really having fun, u can tell by the idiot grin.