We've Been Too Tolerant...

dear reader. have you ever picked up an issue of the newspaper, and then you flip through the national news? doubtless, you have, but of late, i have told myself to stop. what's the point? all i feel is cynical. of everything. every God-forsaken headline that screams at me. i even get cynical about headlines that i don't see.

you see, i live in this country, let's call it "Malaise-siao!". oh that's right, with the exclamation mark. i am now 21, and i'm an adult. not because it says so on my passport, not because i'm as old as i am, and certainly not because i've grown taller. as far as Malaise-siao! is concerned, (and they should be) i'm an adult because this year, what i think counts, and what i think can and will in it's own small way, change destiny.

Malaise-siao! has a big army, and they have a lotta generals, so once every four years, after seizing all those pornographic dvds, all the generals watch them together and Malaise-siao! has what i call the General Erections.

then, we the people, the decide. since the dawn of time, we Malaise-siao!-ans have selected a bunch of numbskulls, at the Erections to measure them but mostly, ('coz they use rulers) to rule after the Erections have all become flacid. indeed, in some tongues, the name that they call themselves also can be translated literally as 'ruler'.

anyway, lets call them Garisan Rational.

i'm tired of skepticism. i'm disillusioned. i no longer believe your phony lies about how well we are doing. or how fucking integrated we are.

i have no tolerance for your religion when you enforce it onto other people.

i'm sick of looking at Garisan Rational's foot soldiers rise to become commanders and start waving knives, and recite lines that make people feel that other races are lesser.

i don't wanna be a persona non grata in my own country.

i don't wanna get grenaded.

i hate the fact that in Malaise-siao! only those who you declare your own enjoy privileges. aren't you an immigrant too?

i don't wanna have my son worship another religion and suddenly i'm forced to donate all my organs, posthumously to a cemetery of a religion i didn't believe in.

so, dear readers, when the time comes, when i see all the Erections and i see this bunch of losers. they are slow, corrupt (up to a point that i could bribe them to measure a eunuch as a winner) and sell fish. the time will come when i as a Malaise-siao!-an, will put my view on a piece of paper, and join millions of others in saying, "YOU! you are not doing your job properly! you do no measure, you do not rule properly."

you only rule the dicks you want to suck and milk for your own pleasure. i have watched in disgust for a long time now. the veil over my eyes has fallen.

i know who i will be casting my vote for.

There Are Monsters Among Us

oh, by the way, ET was back in town and we went to visit ngeezheng at kajang for sate. haha. it was goooood!


anw, dear JC friends. remember the good ole days? we were all wholesome, clean, and full of hope and aspirations?

WHAT HAPPENED???

F&N - Thaipusam Week

okay. i figure that since a big chunk of my life is music. and this blog is (or should be) a reflection of the writer/blogger/me. it's an image of me seen off the surface of a lake on a windy day, and though distorted and incomplete, it is a reflection nonetheless.


okay. enough justifying what i do with my own space.


i'm starting this thing called F&N, or Friday Night Noise and this is the first entre! whatever song i feel like telling you about i'll tell you on the friday so you have a prescription of noise for your friday nights. it's up to you to swallow it, or ignore it. (that means click the link or let the infection of bad music fester).


haha. let's not be condescending here. you don't listen to bad music, it's just that i think you should give the F&N song a try.


without further rambling! today's F&N is -

Without You by Silverchair off their album Diorama

i especially like the lines:

"old incissions, refusing to say.

like sun through the trees on a cloudy day."

enjoy! =)

Relaxing Times... NOT!!

okay okay. i gotta study.


i played golf over the weekend at the driving range. garh. it was quite bad larh. i managed to blister myself. the shots were okay, but blisters automatically relegate it to not-so-good.


anyway, yesterday seng chye and kelvin came over to my subang place to play some Explosive Diarrhoea songs. that's our acoustic band! whoo! watch out for out debut guys.


btw, videos of our Friday Night performance are on facebook. haha, i didn't realise.


i got trashed by kelvin at pool at asia cafe. if you wanna beat him play 'i got it from my mama' on the PA and feed him beers.


check out my pick collection:

(tortex: the wedge, by jim dunlop. clockwise from top: yellow 0.72mm,

green 0.88mm, blue 1.0 mm, purple 1.14mm, red 0.50mm, orange 0.60mm)

cute eh? PCD (pry it from my cold dead fingers).

gotta study, but what's studies without distractions? check this out:

Do Not Laugh High School

bye gang.

New Year (among other things)

so hi! i'm back. after a long, long time of disappearing under the radar. i'm back to doing stuff on facebook, f*cking facebook. playing poker there, and losing all my chips promptly. haha.


so! where have been! well, let me get it all down in chronological order!


after the exams, i had Friday Night, the uni's talent night of sorts. i performed in two bands, the first we did Tell Me Baby by the fantastic RHCP and then Bright Lights by Matchbox 20 with me on piano! haha. the audience and bandmembers were lucky i didn't stumble.


the next band we did Little of Your Time by that horny Maroon 5 (uegh, don't remind me of that song. haha. it is quite a nice song, but damn horrid lyrics larh.) Bittersweet Symphony, a piece of timeless music, and She Says, by Howie Day.


and then i had a five day trip to hongkong and china. it was great, except the stupid tour company kept on bringing us to 'museums' which just turns out to be factories with a little bit of display, and lots of sales counters.

(from left: myself, Dad, and Ming Wai, at Splendor of China, a miniature park)

and then when i got back, it was nearly Christmas, and as usual, there are things to be done. some of the things were unnecessary, but it made Christmas a little more special, probably with the elevated risk of food poisoning. isn't that right dear? haha.


oh, and by the way, my brother and i got ourselves Christmas presents in the form of an Xbox 360! it's plenty of fun. i'm currently going through Bioshock. i've finished halo3, and call of duty 4. and my brother completed Portal! oh gosh, what an amazing game. go and try it for yourself. if not for the thrill of it, then just for the humour.

new years for me was spending time with my mum at home watching a DVD. oklarh. it was quite fun.

a week later i had to go to this orang asli hospital deep into the rural areas to do some attachments. grh, it was sapping. everyday i had to get there at 8.30am, clerk patients' history and then go back. luckily it was only for three days. well, life goes on.

however, this visit opened my eyes to the suffering of the aborigines in malaysia. they earn literally no money at all and they have very, very bad healthcare. no one in the general malaysian populace gave a shit (i didn't). the kids play around barefooted, naked, and sitting in ditches, playing in rivers infected with parasites.

the resident doctor told us that on one of his trips into the jungle, via plane, helicopter, sampan, or 4x4, he saw this boy vomit out a metre long worm. A METRE! holy mother-o-***....

anyway, lets end of a lighter note. (okaaaay, this isn't so uplifting, but...) i have exams coming up again. garh. so that means every time i go out, i'm carry a little bit of paranoia around with me.

oh Lord, please help me pass...