Stick Your Head-la, Penang should tell them back

I read an article on the newspaper, and it goes something like this:

Stick to Bahasa, Penang told

KUALA LUMPUR: Road signs in various lan­guages have no benefit, so stick to Bahasa Malaysia only, said the Unity, Culture, Arts and Heritage Ministry in warning the Penang Government not to use language to gain political mileage.

Minister Datuk Seri Mohd Shafie Apdal said that multi-language road signs would disunite the people.

“It is merely a name for roads. Locals and tourists are not against the present signs. Why must there be a change in the language of the road signs?” he said when commenting on Penang’s plan to use Chinese, Tamil and Jawi for road signs in George Town.

“The ministry will send a letter of protest against the plan,” he told reporters after witnessing the longest Chinese landscape painting which was listed in the Malaysia Book of Records here yesterday. (Source: The Star, 29 Oct 2008) [Sorrie for stealing...]

Goodness. What is this?

Penang is trying to promote tourism since Penang became World Heritage, and now the ministry is telling them to leave the signs alone?

Adding extra language will do no harm. Will the citizens be disunited because of the existence of multi-languages on signboards?

Do they think a war will broke out with dictionaries as long range artillery?

Haiyo. I think this is somehow going a bit too far.

Let me highlight this: "...warning the Penang Government not to use language to gain political mileage."

Political mileage? I think they are thinking too deep already.

By the way, adding extra languages DO bring benefits in contrast to their point of view. It represents unity among multi-racial groups. It represents understanding among races. Tourists come and point to the signboard telling their children that this country is indeed colourful as well as peaceful.

Anyway, at least this move is better than changing Jalan Alor to Jalan Kejora.

Aiyo. I wonder whether my University Garden will change to Universe Galaxy?

Eh? Not bad wor. Lol.

Wa. October is going to end soon.

Time files relative to the half-life of a Caesium atom (quoted from Alairic's essay)

Time to look back into the memory lane before it dissolves into oblivion.

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L6K in Merentas Desa 2007. Rocking moments!

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R2P2P4 Impression Meet! I will be back after my exams!
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Negeri Sembilan's HAD Jazz Funk Performance! Fantastic times!!!

By the way, can you spot Hong from So You Think You Can Dance Season 2 Top 4 Finalist?
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There was a time when I was a junior and I have two seniors taking care of me.

Now it's my turn!!! Sorry, I mean I had my turn already.

Yoon Ming and Siong Fatt, all the best in your undertakings!
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L6K 2007 gone mad.
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HAD's Dance Appreciation Night! I'm the whitest guy at the back. Lol.
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After the final day of Negeri Sembilan's HAD Performance!
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I'm not sure how this photo came along. I think my brother was testing the camera.
If I could stay in this position, I would have been recruited into the cast of Matrix Trilogy.
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Chinese New Year 2008! Family reunion! =D
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Class party 2007. Do I looked like Pin Guan imitating Selina from SHE?

Nevermind.

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I want to upload more photos, but somehow time forbids me. Anyways, I had smashing moments all the way! Goodbye 2007 and 2008!

(Somehow 2007 and 2008 apparently linked together to me)

Techniques of releasing stress (mainly and especially for STPM students):

1. EAT. Take a bar of chocolate, candies, ice-cream or overdue mooncakes. That will take stress off your head into your stomach. By the way, if you're feeling suicidal, chew on rabbit sweets. It will help you achieve your purpose (of suicide, that is).

2. DRINK. Drink tap water. Gives you opportunity to release stress through diarrhoea. Wait, I'm kidding, right?

3. SHOUT. Make your vocal cords go haywire. You may discover a talent in yourself and audition yourself into Malaysian Idol. Care not to break the judges' eardrums.

4. JIGGLE. Adjust your speakers to high volume, give yourself spaces around you and play the tune of "Moonlight Lady" by Julio Iglesias (father of Enrique Iglesias). Your body should be reacting towards the tune and your legs should be itchy by then. Make a fool out of yourself to prove a point to your parents what stress has did to you so far.

5. SLEEP. Before sleeping, make your parents aware of your stress level by counting sheep LOUDLY and in decimal points.

So far I have practiced the first four techniques and the results are obvious. My stress for studies have decreased significantly but so is my dignity. I have yet to try technique no.5. I'm figuring out the consequences...

Note that I'm not responsible for your actions. Just blame your sanity.

Random pictures. All the sudden I feel like my blog is photoless. Wait, it is.

I think I'm gonna need this in the future.

I solved it! (With the help of a book)

Check out my speakers. Main reason why I can't study properly. =P

*For audiophilers out there, it's Edifier S330/S2.1M. Bow before me. =X

My speaker's volume control, my mp3 player and Tony.

*Do not mistaken me as a kinky guy.

Omg. I'm back.

Wait, isn't it October? I thought examinations is in November?

Shhh. Diam-la.

I couldn't resist the temptation to blog again. So here am I.

Listening to Norah Jones' music in my mom's office's computer.

Does this paint a picture of a STPM student?

Yea. The suicidal ones.

Deng. I suddenly love putting spaces between every sentence.

Feels comfortable.

See?

Funny, huh?

Alright, that's enough.

By the way, that's my subconscious mind talking. He speaks in italic forms.

No, I don't.

See?

Actually, I recently found myself being less secretive than before. The past few months I have been shutting my mouth, regretting every or any word that's going to come out. I have lots of secrets that I have been keeping. And still keeping. *cue mysterious theme*

Notice the randomness above? Yes, it means my mind is being screwed up. At least blogging keeps my sanity, temporary. Or else I will be living up to my name, literally.

Finally, relief! MUET speaking is over. Now I don't have to bother speaking fluent english for now. Now I have to 'fan fan duk shi'. 'Yi ga mou xi gan, hao si lei gan jor'. Yea! I talking cantonese! And I'm talking sense! I think.

Class party is over as well. Deng. What's more, its' the last day in the classroom. Should have vandalise the wall, so the juniors who will be shifting in (I presume) will have to repaint the class again. My evil grin seems to stuck on my face.

Hope everyone had fun in class party. If there's any inconvenience made, I ask for your forgiveness. But don't go spamming my phone.

A note of randomness: Top 5 reasons why we have 5 fingers in each hand.

1. Calculations made easier. If we have six fingers in each hand, we will be counting like, one, two, three, etc., etc., then seven, eight, nine, MINKS, TONGS (since we have two extra fingers), and at last, ten. And for two digits, it goes like MINKY-EIGHT, SEVENTY-TONGS. Who knows, the two new numbers' names could be worse than the given one.

2. Cursing made easier. Having even numbers of fingers on a hand will confuse the concept of middle finger (no middle ma...). Having odd numbers like seven, nine, etc, will have a hard time figuring out which finger to point out. By the time you found the middle finger, the guy you wanna insult is as good as gone.

3. Handshakes made easier. Wrapping five fingers around a stranger's hand is difficult enough. Imagine seven fingers. Futhermore, shaking it up and down will cause more pain since these seven fingers collide with each other.

4. Waving made easier. Let's say everyone have seven fingers and waving at each other. People can't differentiate whether you are waving goodbye or you are frantic because someone needs a CPR. And why so? Seven fingers moving side to side produces optical illusions. If there is 14 images of fingers waving at you, your eyes can't interpret the message it's trying to send.

5. Driving made easier. If you have more than five fingers, imagine when you try to turn corners, your fingers will be entangled in the process (especially if you have the habit of crossing your hands while turning the steering wheel).

Hopefully, this is helpful enough in your life. I doubt.

Hey there!

I know my blog is dead like a fish for a very-very-very-very-dery-mery-zeri long time, but I have decided not to blog until STPM finishes. There's been lots of personal problems and issues that I'm trying to cope, and STPM is the least of my worries. So, my blogging brain is going for a vacation.

Don't worry though. I will be back. Quoting The Terminator in Terminator 2: "I will be BACK. [add theme song here]"

The moment I restart my blog, get ready for a massive amount of pictures! Planning to buy a camera phone (though I don't know which model to choose from).

Cheers!

*What do you call a sarcastic boat?
*answer: Some Puns (sampan) =P

So tired. Physically and emotionally.

I spent one whole week non-stop doing the slides for GFG camp. It was one week left when they decided to change the concept of the slides. Goodness, it was hell back then. For that week I slept only 3 hours daily. I first do research, draft out, text out and picture out. It was madness. Mad, mad, madness.

The slides turned out to be great in the camp, with few glitches. But I felt "emo", not because of the process or the outcome, but because of the content of the slides.

Herbie Hancock was my subject.

He has changed the history of jazz literally. Without him, jazz will be just playing the saxophone, piano, cello and other strings ensemble. Yes, he was the one who added funk into jazz. Never heard of it before? Actually, most of the jazz music now has a bit of funk or even very funk in it. It was many years ago when he took a risk to add funk into jazz. A lot of critics think it was a talent wasted. Who in the world is stupid enough to spoil jazz by putting something elctronic inside? Well, he proved them wrong and his first jazz-funk music won him a Grammy. Now, he even beat Amy Winehouse (Whine-house? =P) in the Grammies by winning two more. His total Grammies is TWELVE. That's a lot.

His new album "River: The Joni Letters" is really wonderful and beautiful, by the way.

The depressing thing is that while researching on him, his younger days weren't really good in the sense that he was studying electrical engineering when he has a passion for music. Eventhough he did quite well mid-way in his course, he felt the music in him. When he decided to follow his heart, his mother was really against it. But he changed his course to study music.
Finally, his mother gave in, knowing that his son will make her proud, hoping the best from him.

What?

Sigh. It's really depressing to hear this in my current situation. Why can't I have the courage to be as firm as him? I felt that my dream was decided by my parents. Even if I was given a chance to decide my dream, reality hits me hard. Will I be able to support a family of my own? Should I continue my dream as a pianist or should I recheck my reality?

I feel fucked. The more I think, the more I don't want to study.

*Oi! Study la, dumb fuck!*

I actually heard that from my head few days ago. Sigh.

At least I feel lighter after posting this. =D

I would like to thank the GFG committee for making this camp great. It was fun, unless you see the background, where there were many last minute changes, tension flared and committee getting crazy. Yet, the camp was wonderful and it's all thanks to the committee (including me ar). We hope that the members have learnt a lot of things through this camp. So does the committee =P.