Archive for August, 2006

Hedgehog obsession

Monday, August 14th, 2006

I have obsessions with certain animals and critters. I love dolphins, wolves, dogs, ducklings (yup, just ducklings, they aren’t cute when they reach adulthood, I have a small collection of duckie related items. Though I never had a real duckling before.) and hedgehogs.

Among all these animals, my mum asked me why a hedgehog? Why not? I mean they are so cute but very pricey. The last I checked, it was around RM 250 – RM400. OK, I know if I save, I can afford it but I have been so busy lately. I fear that I might kill it. Sigh… But I still want one. I am not sure if I will get it anytime soon but I want one. In case you are wondering, no, my interest in hedgehogs did not occur because of Sonic the Hedgehog. I am not sure when it occurred but I can confirm that it is not the influence of an animated blue one.

The following are hedgehog videos I attained from Youtube.com

Soul searching…

Sunday, August 13th, 2006

At times you wonder how much soul searching one needs to find her true self?

Anyways, what is the truth?

How do we know if we have found it if we do not know its shape, color or form?

Are we not likely to bump into false hopes and what we think is the truth?

How can we unmask the lies in order to relieve one’s suffering?

Or are the lies actually lessons in disguise?

How long does it take for one to actually search for the truth?

Soul searching is a mystery within itself when the whole world will keep on revolving even when we are still….

The ocean will meet the shore and yes, the sun will rise again the next day as it always has for millions of years ago.

The infinite search for the truth is pacified with false hopes and dreams and what scares me the most beliefs.

The belief of only one should reign upon many,
the one that is superior beyond reasoning.

The cause of many bloodshed for centuries past and centuries to come,
Truth that lies in the teary eyes of the children of the earth, sea and sky,
Yes we long search for our truths and our place in this world.

But before answers can be found, questions come spewing like the hot lava that destroy yet replenish the earth,
Too fast to handle but not avoidable.

Open Letter of Sympathy to Tun Dr M

Friday, August 11th, 2006

Got this through my e-mail. Interesting read… Mind you, I have the utmost respect for our former PM. Without him, Malaysia would not be what it is today.

I just thought that this letter might interest a few people reading this blog.

Open Letter of Sympathy to Tun Dr M
by Martin Jalleh

9 August 2006

Dear Tun Dr Mahathir

Like many Malaysians I was very disturbed when I heard that someone had pepper-sprayed you. It made me think of the hundreds or thousands of Malaysians sprayed on with mace from the water cannons of the Royal Malaysian Police during your premiership and even till this day.

I was moved to tears when you said: “I felt my eyes stinging. I could not see clearly and had to remove my glasses.” But this could be a blessing in disguise. You will now be able to empathise with those, who, like you, want to speak the truth but have to suffer a similar or more cruel consequence.

You were so right when you declared “This is not the Malaysian way.” But you may not be accurate when you said: “We are a non-violent people.” Remember how a former top cop had opened wide the door to violence with his near-lethal assault on the former deputy PM in the sanctuary of Bukit Aman?

Stories abound and some even suggest that the spray-incident was self-inflicted. I hope you will understand where these people are coming from. They are only seriously considering all possibilities just like you did, when you said the black eye injury suffered by Anwar Ibrahim was self-inflicted.

I was quite relieved when I read that the pepper spray was not intended for you. The incident was said to have been linked to rivalry between two groups of your supporters over who should chauffeur you to your hotel! I am sure you are quite used to this very useful “I-use-you-you-use-me” culture.

One of the groups was led by Ibrahim Ali — the great Katak of Kelantan.
He has hopped back into prominence and is all hopped-up about traveling with you throughout *Bolehland. *He was hopping mad over the incident, called it “an act of sabotage” and blamed it on the leader of the other group.

Within hours you bounced back peppering the government with your snide remarks and sarcastic swipes. The powers that be found what you had served them, too pepper-hot to swallow. Soon after that, the Minister of Information went into a delirium and a verbal diarrhea about controlling the Internet.

It was the best ever wayang kulit in Kelantan — a recalcitrant retired PM speaking to political dinosaurs and moonstricken mullahs of a party badly mauled in the last elections and who, as Tengku Razaleigh has so rightly put it, are only preoccupied with their party’s survival than running Kelantan.

Never mind even if some have called your meeting at the hotel a political hotchpotch of has-beens, hoppers, and hypocrites. The fact that you had addressed a full-house in Kelantan who were all ears, was undoubtedly a miracle — one as great as the cow jumping over the moon.

Never mind if you have not kept your initial promise of not interfering in the government. (Not many of us expected you to, anyway.) Your resolve to “dig until (you) find the source of the worms” and to persistently pepper the government with questions, has won the praise of some of the people.

In the midst of your new role to “deworm” the government, and to keep on churning out questions — whatever the answers — perhaps you could also find the time to attend to the increasing number of questions posed to you and which have wiggled their way out since your retirement?

Ani Arope, ex-chief of Tenaga, felt enlightened enough to blame you for the one-sided contracts awarded to the independent power producers (IPPs), with Tenaga being arm-twisted to accept onerous terms. Anwar Ibrahim has revealed that you were one of the key players in foreign exchange (forex) speculations resulting in losses of up to RM30 billion.

Tajuddin Ramli has alleged that you and Diam had directed him to sell back to the government MAS shares (resulting in a profit of RM1.8 billion) to help recover from foreign exchange losses. As Proton’s advisor, I hope you have a copy of the PricewaterhouseCooper Report on the Mismanagement of Proton Holdings (1996-2005), which *The Edge* has called “Proton’s Can of Worms”.

Your legacy is beginning to show, Tun — worms, warts and all. The chickens have come home to roost, but you refuse to allow anyone to ruffle your feathers. In spite of the increasingly evident flaws and failures of your 22-year-old government you deem yourself worthy enough to label the present three-year-old government “half-past-six”. Alas, this contradiction is more stinging to the eyes than a pepper spray.

You have complained that you have been deprived of the right to freedom of expression, peaceful assembly and association with others. You are scandalized by the muzzled press. But all these are a great part of your legacy Tun — and of which you are now a privileged beneficiary.

You were so right in saying that Pak Lah should not hide behind the OSA. You should know — 22 years of such a practice is more than enough. You need not worry at all about the possibility of being detained under the ISA. It is meant only for those bold enough to suffer for what they believe in.

I cannot help but wonder dear Tun, what would you do if the roles were reversed, i.e. if you were the new PM and Pak Lah the former PM. You would probably sack him from UMNO or pronounce him a homosexual and drag him to court to make him “irrelevant”, or offer him a lucrative job overseas, say, in the UN? You may even get the police to point a water cannon straight into his face?

When Pak Lah began as PM he had asked the nation to tell him the truth. Three years later the nation is asking him to tell the truth. When you retired you promised not to “interfere”. Now you insist that Pak Lah should resign. And both of you are slugging it out for the love of the nation!

Can there be a more exciting and entertaining moment than this? The citizens of *Bolehland* should just sit back and relax and watch the drama that continues in true Umno-fashion — a script filled with tall tales, telling characters, threats, taunts and (political) thrills and spills and even tears.

Please pass the salt and pepper!

Money well spent…

Thursday, August 10th, 2006

Sarah McLachlan is my latest hero. :)

I always wondered how many people can benefit if the celebs spent less on pampering themselves and/or their posse, entourage and not to mention pets. I mean a dog eating better than the average working person is an outrage. Heck, don’t get me started on this… If not it will be a very long blog entry. Maybe I should write something on this…

Anyhow, Sarah has answered my questions through this video.

In case you are wondering where all the money went, check out www.worldonfire.ca/donations.html

World On Fire

The worlds on fire its more then I can handle
Ill tap into the water try and bring my share
Try to bring more, more then I can handle
Bring it to the table
Bring what I am able

Hearts are worn in these dark ages
Youre not alone in these stories pages
The light has fallen amongst the living and the dying
And Ill try to hold it in
Yeah Ill try to hold it in

Chorus

I watch the heavens but I find no calling
Something I can do to change whats coming
Stay close to me while the skys falling
I dont wanna be left alone dont wanna be alone

Chorus

Hearts break hearts mend love still hurts
Visions clash planes crash still theres talk of
saving souls still colds closing in on us

We part the veil on our killer sun
Stray from the straight line on this short run
The more we take the less we become
The fortune of one man means less for some

Chorus

Curi again..

Wednesday, August 9th, 2006

Michelle Yip had this great entry that I needed to share. :evil:

the many ways of using ‘frenshit’

to illustrate the use of ‘frenshit’ in daily conversation, below is an excerpt of a conversation i had with its maker:

*read at your own risk. names have been changed for confidential reasons. the excerpt can or cant be fictional. like theatre, it’s up to your interpretation.

Xxx: eh, where were you the whole sem holiday? sms tak reply, online dint see you…sesat mana????

Yyy: hehe, sorryla… malas la nak reply.

Xxx: frenshit la u!!!! me sms also u dun wan reply. call la urself a fren!

Yyy: aiya, busy mah…

Xxx: with wat???

Yyy: er… holiday with family…

Xxx: where o? frenshit again…go holiday dint tell…curi curi go…

Yyy: family time mah…besides, the place no line…

Xxx: why? u in camerons kah?

Yyy: no…er…bangkok….

Xxx: @^%@%$!!!!!!!! FRENSHIT!!!!!!!!! go bangkok dint tell!!! den, got get anything for me? sure got rite? we kan coursemate….

Yyy: hehehehe…..no..

Xxx: DOUBLE FRENSHIT!!!!!!!!!

[notice here the number of times Yyy uses the term 'frenshit'. conclusion is, 'frenshit' can be punctuated anywhere and anytime you like]