Monday, July 13, 2009

log #1

How annoying! An Irritant, trying to show off how classy she is. SO not cool madam.

She's like, "I am NOT going to pay so much for a local show." She was really looking

down on local productions uh, and expecting her to agree with her and so I just went,

"Mmmmm...." How rude. I find it rather offensive.

And then she continued, "Ah 23rd July....nope, I can't make it then. I'm going to

Bangkok..." Thing is, I didn't ask loh. She was just nattering on to me and I am like -_-".
"Oh you know what? I'll get back to you later. I'm gonna discuss it with my girlfriend

over lunch."

Yeah, why don't you also tell me what you are gonna have for lunch also? I hate people

oversharing information. It's not classy to flaunt off your "classiness". And I didn't

realize how loud my typing sounds in the suddenly silent office. No no, I am not typing

away on the Internet! I don't have Internet!

I am suddenly reminded ofMr. Nair, who said that non-smokers are at a disadvantaged

when working in hotels, cos most of them will go on smoke breaks and so that

non-smoker end up covering for them alot. He said something like, we should at least

pretend to smoke, or just go out on a no-smoke break and just stand there with a

cigarette in our mouth without lighting up. Haha my god I miss his humour. That had only

me giggling madly.

Lessons in Courtesy:

Do not talk with your mouth full.

Since everybody knows this basic rule, then doesn't it make sense that you should not

talk on the phone while chewing noisily? How rude.

And do not blame others for your mistake. It's really hard to be polite to people who are

extremely rude and unreasonable when it is clear that it is their fault. Or their stupidity

for giving me an expiry date 13/08 and tell me the card is not expired and go, "AIYA

YOU AH." Aunties who can't read shouldn't be allowed to have cards. Welcome to

2009.

Since I was speaking of Mr. Nair, it reminded me of the time when he said that it is

embarassing that Sporeans needed arrows and yellow markers to tell us where to stand

at the MRT. Like, even a bunch of pigs would move out of the way for alighting

passengers to get out. Gggrrr....

Ah let's end this entry here. I want to continue reading.

Ps: Episode 24 episode 24! GAH IM SO EGGCITED. Hwan oppa or Seung Gi oppa, I love them both! And GAH, my cousin's going to Seoul. Fellow korean fanatics - aren't we just DYING of jealously? *steals Kinah's tickets* BOOHOO.

*~*Excuse me While I Tend to How I Feel @
12:06:00 PM

Sunday, July 12, 2009

I am typing with one hand now, which I hate to do. I'm calling DBS to try to get my iBanking details cos I misplaced the letter they gave me. I called and after keying in this and that, they said,

"A customer service agent will answer your call in approximately 20 mins."

Stunned sekejap aku. 20 MINS?! I imagine their hotline is very very busy. Makes me think I should complain less at work about not getting to finish my ice-cream cos of irritants. GAH. Anyways, Harry Potter on Thurs and I can't hardly wait! I am annoyed though that there are no sneak previews. Like, WHY?! WHAT'S THE RATIONALE BEHIND IT?! And it was suppose to be my 1st sneak preview ever...

Okay typing with one hand is too annoying so bye.

*~*Excuse me While I Tend to How I Feel @
10:26:00 PM

Saturday, July 11, 2009

As for those whose weights are heavy, they will be the winners. Those whose weights are light

are the ones who lost their souls. ( Al-Mu'minun 23:102-103)




Just saw this at my friend's blog. It made me recall something I was thinking about while I was

spacing out one afternoon. How I feel very contented. And empty.





Where's my soul?

*~*Excuse me While I Tend to How I Feel @
1:19:00 AM

really really pissed off

Really, that was the name of my blog entry, that I typed out slowly while cursing on the phone, at w-o-r-k just now. See, by the time I am chillaxing in front of the computer, I got nothing to say already. So this is my blog entry, written this (yesterday)afternoon. It appears disjointed because my source of irritation changed too fast. Serving irritants, thus this is to be expected.

~*
QUESTION OF THE DAY: How can a DOCTOR be so stupid???

So my rules for my new company will be -

No idiots are allowed. (How to identify them? First question posed to all irritants will be, "Good morning, are you an idiot? If so, goodbye!")

I really get alot dosa from this sey. Like being sugary sweet and cursing like hell in my head. Like FUCKING idiot.

Wow the punches just keep coming. Eh blogging "here" is really good cos I have SO MANY BLOODY things to complain about. This just in - people who expect me to agree with them. You stupid stranger, you think I care meh? Like, "I can't sit there, it's not very nice right? Right? Right or not? And how can I sit separately from my friend? No point like that right? RIGHT? (And oh at the same time, I INSIST on getting that single seat for me and my friend.)"

Me: So you would like to sit on top of one another? Wonderful.

Oh though there are many irritants, people who annoy me to the point beyond the Void, there are those scumbags who are just plain rude. Too rude to be human. Therefore, they are hereby dubbed "Pond Scum." Have I mentioned how much I HATE condescending, patronizing people? If you call me to ask me a question and I tell you the answer, what kind of fcuking idiot tells me I'm wrong?

Like patronizingly chuckling humourlessly and telling me to ask my Queen Bee for more information. How about I chuckle right back and wish you get by a car you Pond Scum #1!

Oh speaking of which, some uncle this morning totally spoiled my whole day by telling me happily, "Eh you very lucky ah?"

Me: *blinks and continue to chew slowly on my bao/pao*

Him: *smiling widely* You ah, very lucky this morning!

Me: *thinking, "Did I win a prize or something? *looks at bao* Is this bao special?" *finally takes out one earpiece and continue staring at him*

Him: You very lucky! You almost got his by taxi just now! Next time look properly bla bla bla bla....

I smiled weakly, plugged my earphones back in and walked away, feeling disturbed. I rather not know that I almost died this morning. It makes me...unsettled. Yet another thing that replays in my mind. Boo.

Oh and I got SHOCKING news today. Boleh demam aku. But I am oath-bound to bring it to my next....meeting? HAHAH peace out!

*~*Excuse me While I Tend to How I Feel @
12:18:00 AM

Friday, July 10, 2009

scream!!

KHAIRUL BAHRIAH - I HATE SPOILERS! I HATE HATE SPOILERS AND IF I HAD THE RESOURCES, I WOULD MURDER YOU IN COLD BLOOD RIGHT NOW.

Serious sak. And she's letting me type this out on her laptop. Kekeke. STOP READING IT. And do not be fooled by my laughing, I am SERIOUSLY PISSED SIA. BOOOOO. IM SO IRRITATED I SWEAR! AND I REALLY WANT TO WATCH TRANSFORMERS, NO MATTER HOW CRAPPY IT IS.

Ps: Because I am supremely irritated, this is a spoiler for all of you out there - DUMBLEDORE DIES.

Pass this on to 7 or more people or your children will be doomed to flat feet. BOOSHA.

*~*Excuse me While I Tend to How I Feel @
7:30:00 PM

Wednesday, July 08, 2009

keep it in the closet

As expected, the media is overusing that clip of Paris Jackson tearfully talking about her father. Seriously, I have seen it more than 10 times already and I wish they would stop. Stop exploiting Michael and his children for god sakes! The memorial was sad and all that, especially when his brothers and children came out but urgh, it's really becoming too much. Marlon said, "Maybe now, they will leave you alone." I sincerely hope so!~Buzz off people!

And my 2 cents on Paris speaking up - I kind of expected that she would, cos while Marlon was speaking, Janet was speaking softly to Paris and it just looked like she was about to come out next though at first I didn't think she would. WHY should she kan? I was waiting for Janet to speak but at last, an 11-year old devastated girl had to do it? Maybe she asked to speak a few words cos she looked composed before coming to the mike but I think after she broke down the first time, they should have just gone off stage with her. Really kesian.

The question: Who wasn't moved to tears by little Paris's speech? Then how can you be so heartless?!

Okay this is the 11th time they're playing that clip of two lines. Suria, Ch5, Entertainment Tonight - STOPPET SEY.

Can I just say that I sometimes HATE E.T?? They NEVER give news, it's always "Bla bla bla, coming up next" so I don't know if they've presented whatever they want to present or is it STILL, coming up next. They live for the future that never comes! It's so ANNOYING.

Okay, enough of Michael Jackson already. I hope he's resting in peace now. About whether he's Muslim or not, and about his burial, that's antara Allah and him I guess. Back to our miserable lives. SHOO.

*~*Excuse me While I Tend to How I Feel @
8:13:00 PM

@ Staples Center

*warning - long senseless entry. like one super duper long twitter/facebook entry and no, I am not really there. I just like to think I am. Wait no, I do not want to be in LA. (warning - ignore my warning)*

I am watching the Michael Jackson memorial service live on CNN.com LIVE, which is pretty good, and writing a blog entry at the side. Can I just say, Michael's brothers look good? They look like him, something that should be a DUH!, but because Michael looked so different from how he used to be and when I see his brothers, you can really see MICHAEL.

He's such a soft-spoken person...I love his careless whisper voice. "I love you....I love you more...*melts into the ground*" Remember that Aishah? Haha something he did at an award show, following the mike almost to the ground. Omg they're showing videos of him and he loooked SO SO good! OH I just saw a headline - "Michael Weds Alien".

Cue: WWHHAAAATT?

Lionel Richie sang "Jesus is <3", which made me go *raised eyebrows* My cousin gave me a link on FB about Mike dikebumikan secara orang Islam, and since Jermaine is Muslim too, he could take care of that. But I don't know now. Gold casket? Singing in front of his coffin? I find that this whole affair has been dragged out too long and as orang Islam, it is our practice to kebumikan as soon as possible. It's been almost too weeks.

Rather than saying, "Ah just bury him and get it over with!", it's more like "Please just end his suffering already, and let the man rest in peace. For real." It's such torture for the jenazah, I feel so sorry for him. (I really hope that Michael's not really in that casket, that they just put the coffin there to trick the fans. Oh god, singing in front of his dead body is just the height of whatever whirlpool of madness that his life has always been entangled with) - if that sentence made sense Like what my sister said, they didn't live him alone in life, nor does he get any respite from them in death. Bloody vultures. And we are here, lapping it up. I am just another clown in this media circus.

Having said that, I think I'll stop blogging about this now. Unless something dramatic happens like Michael jumping out of the coffin and saying, "GOTCHA!" Or even worse, Bubbles the Chimpanzee jumping out. Stevie Wonder is performing now, and he's so good. My dad should SO watch this!

Something Ridjal said that summed up what I was trying to blabber on about -

The positive outlook: In a way, it's best for him to go now so atleast, his legacy shall be preserved. Perhaps now we can concentrate on his achievements, his music and his talent, rather than all the bad stuff.

Buang yang keruh, ambil yang jernih.

Yes I am still harping on MJ. After news of MJ's passing, Aishah called me from Dubai and we both wailed over Michael and our childhood memories (with a brief interupption from A.M that conspiracy theorist. The MJ topic is off-limits to him) and ah, Aishah reminded me that I got her an MJ cd for her birthday. And which I took secretly to watch one day. SOBS.

In our darkest hour
In my deepest despair
Will you still care?
Will you be there?
In my trials
And my tripulations
Through our doubts
And frustrations
In my violence
In my turbulence
Through my fear
And my confessions
In my anguish and my pain
Through my joy and my sorrow
In the promise of another tomorrow
Ill never let you part

For youre always in my heart.





Ps: I really don't want to spoil this entry with my ramblings, but just to let the world know that I just rendered a cockroach unconscious. They are hard to kill.

FREE WILLY's THEME SONG JUST STARTED. Will you be there is playing right now!
CUE: SOBS SOBS SOBS MICHHAAAEEEELLLLL!!!! And Keiko, the whale that died. *cries somemore*
CUE: Goosebumps. That song played RIGHT after I blogged this. How did they know I chose that song?!
invincible

So I've been pretty upset lately, because my cat Darlia, has gone missing. I wake up and the first thing I think is, "Darlie! Is she back yet?" Since Sunday sey...and I just made Iza go print out another bunch of flyers so I can put them up. Something bad must have happened, or is this a rite of passage for all cats? But out of my previous 3 cats that went missing, only Sleeper came back.

Anyways, my dad put things into perspective for me. I was lying on the couch and groaning "Darliaaaa..." and he just tapped me and said,

"You know what happened right when my sister went missing? These things happen in life. There are many sad things that happen and things come and go. I am also sad that she hilang but what can you do about it? Just move on."

I told him I didn't want to get a new kitten or whatever but I get what he means. I just gotta accept it I suppose, though it sucks alot. Again, if I look at the bigger picture, it's not so bad. It's just my cat. Bleargh. I still have Sleeper, though I wonder how long that will last.

Whatever okay. I am gonna keep a semut next time ah. Aishah told me to just keep a plant next time, but we got too many plants already lah!

And don't bother telling me to keep a turtle next time,cos they can't run away cos my terrapin ran away from me before. And it's still not back yet. BOOO. This is just a condition I suffer from. Madah Sangtae?


DDDAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRLLLLLLLLLIIIIIIIIIAAAAAAAA!!!!

*~*Excuse me While I Tend to How I Feel @
8:43:00 PM

Friday, June 26, 2009

Peace and Love, Michael Jackson

It's so shocking! It's all anybody can talk about now, you should go look at what's on the internet. Michael overload, and NOT of the Phelps kind. After reading like the 10,000th article/news piece on MJ, I got abit irritated. Yeah sure, now that he's dead, everybody is speaking so highly of him and complimenting him and just falling over themselves to throw positive superlatives at him.

I remember exactly 10 years ago, I was talking about MJ and how much I loved the guy and his music and my teacher (Mr. Iskandar of Elias Park Primary School, 1999) just tells me so patronizingly that Michael Jackson is a nobody now. That he is just a child molestor now and his glory days are behind him. I remember being quite offended at that but at 11 years of age, I was still easily influenced by the opinions of the people I looked up to.

SO this is just to rant at Mr. Iskandar for a while. How could you have said that to a KID?! Now that I am 21, I've come to realize that he must not have been much older than I am now, when he was teaching in my primary school. SO SHAME ON ME FOR LOOKING UP TO YOU, YOU BIG FAT JERK! He probably didn't know half of what he was talking about, irritating P.E. teacher. Thank god I started disliking you back in 1999, when you humiliated me in front of the entire class.

Now that I think about it, he WAS an asshole. Why did my friends and I like him to much back then? I saw the error of my ways early though, but I never told my friends who adored him. Aquascum! It gives me great satisfaction to know that you're fat now.


ANYWAYS, back to Michael!

So everybody is singing his praises now, and I guess it's kindda true. People DO speak well of the dead. Cows, Paul McCartney from the Beatles is still alive but The King of Pop is dead! UWEK!!!!! I really want to see all the tribute shows that all the major networks are putting out for him. Michael Jackson just brings back childhood memories, back when we were still living at Ubi. We would watch his concerts on TV and attempted to follow his dance moves.

Omg, he had this one female guitarist with crazy wild hair that Bai and the rest of us called, "Mak Michael Jackson! (MJ's mom)" And for a while, I REALLY thought that was his mother. Thanks Bai and Aishah. Oh and how we would spread talcum powder on the floor and try to do the moonwalk (something that I can never do, up till now.)

His MVs, which were totally EPIC. Thriller scared the crap out of me but Remember the Time really stuck in my mind. The gold clothes was a WIN. The Black or White music video - I LOVED the ending where all the people's faces changed. He was HOT in Bad and Beat It and omg, Smooth Criminal was another epic win! Aishah, do you remember telling me to "keraskan badan!" then you would try to make me do that move they did in Smooth Criminal, where they all lean forward without topppling over?

Ah this can do on and on. I am gonna go watch videos of MJ now. SOBS. I hope he mati dalam iman, being Muslim and all. And oh, R.I.P Farah Fawcett too! Wow, what a day.








I love his uniform in this video. I've always wanted one! Then I realized that generals don't usually wear such fanciful clothing. His "mother" is here too! JAM, Billie Jean, Black or White

Here's Black or White.



1:23 onwards, when the wind blows his jacket/shirt up is such a classic moment!



Finally, another classic moment ( I wasn't even alive yet!) when Michael performed Billie Jean on stage for the very first time. The Moonwalk!



I used to dream
I used to glance beyond the stars
Now I don't know where we are
Although I know we've drifted far

- Earth Song

XOXO,
Madah

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