just minishorts.

1. Book a ticket and go watch Eagle Eye. Way way better than that Will Smith focused Enemy of the State. The resolution was a bit wtf but its a super adrenaline rush all the way (I thought this was the best movie of the year)…

2. Last minute Raya shopping MUST be completed this week please. I just got out of Parkson with THREE white dresses for the flower girls at 70% off the original RM109.90 per piece. That's a super deal okay! SO SO SO HAPPY!

3. Send out all your Raya Cards by tomorrow latest (for the by hand ones). Else, prepare some flash version of the raya card and get it out on Sunday! 

4. Go spend time with your mom if you're getting married like I am. My mom's moodswings have gotten worse lately, now that we're closing up on the discussion on the pinkam… the worst thing about this whole 'we are chinese and we must follow the traditions' thing is that stupid 'save face' thing. So my mom, man, she screams at me at the oddest times, over the oddest reasons. Like the other day I asked her what else she was expecting for the 'guo da li' ceremony, and I went, 'Besides the pig…'

And my mom went berzerk! 'What you mean the pig, don't tell me I brought you up for 28 years and your value is only a pig? Huh? Huh? You want the roast pig, I can buy one for you tomorrow…'

'No no no. I just know of one compulsory thing which is the pig, the rest is to be customized and I wanted to find out…'

'GOD!! I gave birth to this girl and she thinks she's only worth as much as a stupid roast pig…'

'…'

At this moment, I really hate the wedding preparations…

Many happenings.

If you have a problem losing weight, force your boyfriend / girlfriend to propose to you. The countdown to the wedding process will guarantee some kind of weight loss.

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I got kind of lucky today. Had a phone call and was invited to some medical health campaign screening as a preview for the Tropicana Medical Centre (to be opened very soon). So both Eric and me are both getting full body checkups, complimentary teeth polishing and scaling service and a facial spa experience FOC, just in time for the wedding, lucky or what?

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Speaking of lucky, or unlucky, based on the current scenarios of the political 'unrest' in good old Tanah Airku, I'm getting kind of impatient with this stupid tug of war nonsense that's going on in the country. I dunno about you but I have never ever seen a politician who is so adamant on insisting that everything is all right and that he's still go the support of the people one. And dude, this isn't because I surf the internet regularly. You can just go to the local petrol station, go to one, anyone, and start saying 'Bodohwi' and hey lots of people will applaud in response.

Go to the gym, you get clusters of people hanging around the machines going, 'What the hell is the government doing…'

Go to the local market, you get the ah sohs and the hawkers bitching about how crazy the politicians in this country are… and how they can no longer believe the stupid sodomy allegations heaped upon DSAI.

Go to a five star hotel buffet (its ramadhan yoh), and the topic is, hot hot, guess what, 'I wonder who is on his stupid 'think tank' department, if I were him I'd just retire gracefully and enjoy the rest of my life as a very rich man.'

I tak tau lah some people. Possibly its because he's had it so good, he doesn't even know that we have a freaking refugee problem in Malaysia.

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Speaking of which, there's going to be this book launch for that Revolving Doors special by the NGO called TENAGANITA , which, btw, is helmed by the very esteemed Irene Fernandez (who btw, is still facing legal problems - stupid government, sampai sekarang pun tak settle settle lagi… gawd). Anyway details:

Date: 27 September 2008 (that's this Saturday)

Time: 5.00 pm

Venue: The Mandarin Court Hotel, KL.

Shortcut to the website and press statement is here.

Now, my kai kor (God Brother) who works in Tenaganita tells me that these UNSCRUPULOUs Malaysia sometimes bring in the Burmese girls (and guys), at measly cost of RM500 and then later on, unsuspecting Malaysian clients will pay the standard fees of RM6000 - RM7000… and these refugees will have to work like cow like horse (chinese slang here). If the girls are pretty, they get prostituted. YOU THINK WHAT?

This is serious stuff folks, this is precisely why our country is no longer safe. Look if we don't care about how we treat these foreign workers (who're being abused, and actually, REFUGEES), you think we'll bother about the Nurins and the Sharlini's of this country? This is why our streets are no longer safe because stupid and irresponsible money-hungry Malaysians will not hesitate to treat human beings like commodities…

I seem to get angry all the time at night. I think I better go now. But btw, if you're going to the Revolving Doors book launch, see you there! Ta!

They're here!

My Moo Minicards! Comes in a pretty little recyclable plastic box!

These are Eric and my versions of the oh-so-Chinese 'chimui' photos. We've decided to get a little bit more practical and turn them around….

To make these the new address cards. So friends who receive these will also get our new address! It's a new place to write your greeting cards to! Yay indeed! Thanks to http://www.moo.com/. I *heart* the Internet!

Kudos to my God Brother Steven for playing DIY photographer of the day. It was more a day of having fun than doing serious posing around, and that's what getting married should be all about!

Me: What the heck is this guy doing now?

Eric: Times are bad lah now, political situation tak menentu, plus the Ringgit not very strong these days, so I got you flowers instead of the ring. Please please please marry me, can? Can? Please say yes!

Me: What do you mean only flowers? Hrmmmph? Hrrmph?

Eric: Cannot lah petrol too expensive, I can't drive too far to get you the ring, some more you know lah the US dollars depreciating like mad, and of alllll times we've got strange header leaders… errr… better not say too much, you know lah ISA super rampant now pulak. Afturds I buy diamond ring ppl think I too rich, I don't want to over buy… give you flower more 'practical' at least I won't attract the wrong attention… You know lah now… buta buta also can kena ISA. Please please?

Me: Awwww… ok, ok… I get it, I get it.

Eric: Please, dear? Just take these flowers… later lah, later when things get better, political situation stabilize first, I will do the right thing then. But now, urm, we lie low. Can?

Me: Ok got ya. Gimme the flowers. I go keep first, nanti ppl think we buy roses symbolize some thing else pulak. Come come lemme have that…

Eric: Tee hee, I've got my wife! These are tough times to get married, but well… a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do.

I'm only writing this because it's past midnight:

1. The problem with the 'necessary evil' called the ISA is that if it falls into the hands of someone who is intensely stupid (or intensely smart to the point of willing to play stupid), it turns really ugly.
2. They keep saying a threat to the nation, a threat to the nation. I mean get honest with it already and just admit it: He's actually a threat to YOU.
3. The other thing about giving some idiot botak head (no offense to those who have no hair) the portfolio of Internal Affairs Ministry, is that he very often will come up with half-baked answers, and not only that, beliau will explain his answers with great gusto and perfection, as if he has been groomed by some terror-menerror kind of PR consultant. Oi bodoh, wtf do we need a racial relations act for? Mampus lah …. No need lah racial relations act… shut the fuck up and focus on the necessary things..
4. We Malaysians are MORE patriotic than you would think. Put us on an international arena, we'll unite together and put our hearts, minds, souls, bodies, because we want the same thing. But true, that racialistic trait in us lies still, like still waters. Air tenang jangan disangka tiada buaya. The problem is this, Kalau air tenang why the fuck do we wanna keep using some stupid dayung that keeps stirring the waters so that the buaya will come out?
5. That Racial Relations Act crap is something that is CREATED at a time when we are fucking NOT interested to know whether my race is losing out to that race or not. Hari ni harga petrol tinggi sampai I tak larat nak bayar tau? Bas pula tak sampai sampai, so I NEED to drive to work kalau tak I akan sampai lewat, nanti I tak dapat rezeki makan pulak. So how now?
6. Let's see, the desperate will do what the desperate will do. There doesn't seem to be any case of 'racial tensions' anywhere. YOu know what? Lemme create one. I'll make up some stupid story about this Sassy MP who headed a petition to complain about the suara azan at a local mosque, and then I'll dump her in ISA, and then I'll churn and churn the waters till the buaya comes out. I know kan? AIr tenang jangan disangka tiada buaya. Sure got buaya one.

Who's the big buaya? I don't need no racial relations act ok. I just need you to do your job. If you did a good job, you wouldn't have to resort to spinning up crazy needs for the nation, and oi, to that big kayu balak sitting at the top: If you can't speak off the cuff, if you don't have the 'style' of Tun M, don't even try lah. That guy is a seasoned politician. WHY DO YOU KEEP TRYING TO BEHAVE LIKE SOMEONE YOU'RE NOT. Why can't you just retire with your pretty wife into your fruit orchard and plant trees and grow vegetables for charity? Feed the nation, dude. Feed the nation.