Narrow Mindedness...to a stunning effect!

Yes, it is indeed painful dealing with these types of people.  In today's "Toxic IT" waves, there are people who still tightly-bound in cavemanish and dark ages ways, no matter how educated or worldly they are! 

For instance, I came accross with this online forum, discussing a simple topic : Starbucks in higher learning institutions - please give your opinion.

Well, forumers were only asked whether they agree or disagree with the statement. My friends, let me tell you some of the responses, in a cut and paste manner. Sorry, images are too small. To enlarge, click on them..

I actually quite agreed with that second last "Anonymous"   punya komen.  Some people are too 'membabi buta' shooting their minds and mouths off before learning the facts.  Abandoning common sense before 'chest-thumping gratification self'. In a way, those commenters really amused me because, indeed, their remarks reflected their mentalities and further enhanced their narrow mindedness to a full stunning effect!

Hmmm...I'd drink to that!

Home Alone...NOT!

Yeah, well, my other female housemate is away doing her Umrah in Mecca and she'll be there for two whole weeks! Now, it's only me and that other housemate (Toilet Guy). I am totally weirded up right now, it's really uncomfortable! In the meantime, what am I gonna do? I don't really relish the idea of being alone with him.  I mean, he's quite of a church freak guy (he once mentioned to me that he always goes to Sunday mass) and that probably makes him harmless but still, it's uncomfortable.  Add  yesterday's incident, it's super duper awkward! What with yesterday? I'll tell you what...

Yesterday, I woke up quite late, around 12pm. The house seemed to be quiet because normally, my two housemates are always out during the day on weekends. My bladder was about to burst and anticipating that I was home alone, I quickly opened my room door. What I didn't realize was, that 'toilet guy' was actually standing in the middle of the living room and I was totally caught off guard in my 'half state of undress' complete with my equally wild hair! He was totally left red faced and I really hoped that the floor would collapse and swallow me whole!  I didn't know what possessed me to act calmly, dengan selamba masuk bilik and said: "oh, you're home. I thought you're out cause the house seems so quiet" He stuttered his "yeah, um, no. I.."  I didn't really hear the rest of his speech because I closed my door before he finished.

Awkward much? Yes. Meantimes, I'd probably torture my bladder with teh O ais at the pitiful excuse of a cafe, here, in my condo complex, to while away the hours before my bedtimes for the rest of two weeks. I just don't want to be home alone with him. Or maybe I'll just barricade myself inside my room and only come out of it the next morning to go to work..

Allergic to medication, it's the first time..

...such thing ever happened to me! Seriously, I don't know which type cause at the moment, I'm on a 5 types of medications! The story goes like this:

Last week (Sunday night), my gastric coupled with a vicious bout of food poisoning decided to attack me! I was vomiting  like a sick dog, and practically felt like dying. Shortness of breath, erratic heartbeats and painful stomach  left me feeling weak and shaking. I gulped down liquid antacid and took two charcoal tablets but all went down the toilet bowl. By then, I started feeling like passing out and there was nothing coming out from my stomach and still I continued retching. I couldn't remember how many times I vomited.  It was damn painful, I tell ya'

So, I called up a cab and asked to be sent to UMMC's Trauma & Emergency Unit (it was early morning of Sunday night). While inside the consultation room, I rushed again to the toilet (twice!), retching and cursing at the same time! The doctor came and checked on me and I could see from the look on his face that another new sets of 'pain' was coming up! Sure enough, I was given three sets of injection that night! Holly cow, when he mentioned that because of my constant vomiting, he had to give me injections, my inside jadi makin kecut!                   The last time I had an injection, I was 14 and it was for a rubella shot! Now, I was getting three? My answer was: Ouch! Doc, now you're killing me. Have you got lollipops stashed somewhere? who knows, later I might be bawling my eyes out like a kid! The kind doc was like: Hehehe, sorry but you can't run away from this and unfortunately, no lollipops.

With a feeling of trepidation, I laid down on the narrow examination bed, faced the wall and surrendered my quivering right butt to the nurse. When I was through with the second shot, I was practically scratching the wall followed with a series of  "Ouch, oh my gosh". By the time I left the consultation room and the pharmacy, I was walking funny and supplied with 5 different types of medications! I must say, the injections really did wonder cause I was feeling better by midday the next day (Monday) I even felt fit enough to attend the dinner function!

However, I am still taking the medication because the courses need to be finished.  The problem now is, my legs, my ankles and my feet are now bengkak! my thighs and legs feel really tight, it's like the skin is being pulled out tautly! I think I might be allergic to at least one type of the medications but I really can't tell which one is the culprit!

Not happening at all.. :-(

Dinner Function

not so many pictures but managed to snap several of 'em. I was just so 'malas' to do the usual camwhoring thingy when everyone around you were equally in frenzies of  "shutterbuggings" fever. The amount of camera flashes were enough to give you eye cataracts...it's practically a stampeding stallions!

Location:  Armada Hotel Petaling Jaya
Date:  5th April 2010, Monday

that's me and Kak Faridah, my colleague

my colleagues

Last two pics are post-dinner pics.  Pics are quite blurry..but still, it's better than nothing!  :)

Sting - Shape of My Heart

Sometimes, Sting might be very painful to watch (for those who scoffs at his humanitarian efforts) but I don't, really. I like him, his songs. Especially his Shape of My Heart. I could listen to it over and over again and never get tired of it.



The lyrics:


He deals the cards as a meditation 
And those he plays never suspect 
He doesn't play for the money he wins 
He doesn't play for respect 
He deals the cards to find the answer 
The sacred geometry of chance 
The hidden law of probable outcome 
The numbers lead a dance 

I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier 
I know that the clubs are weapons of war 
I know that diamonds mean money for this art 
But that's not the shape of my heart 

He may play the jack of diamonds 
He may lay the queen of spades 
He may conceal a king in his hand 
While the memory of it fades 

I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier 
I know that the clubs are weapons of war 
I know that diamonds mean money for this art 
But that's not the shape of my heart 
That's not the shape, the shape of my heart 

And if I told you that I loved you 
You'd maybe think there's something wrong 
I'm not a man of too many faces 
The mask I wear is one 
Those who speak know nothing 
And find out to their cost 
Like those who curse their luck in too many places 
And those who fear are lost 

I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier 
I know that the clubs are weapons of war 
I know that diamonds mean money for this art 
But that's not the shape of my heart 
That's not the shape of my heart 
Thats not the shape, thats not the shape of my heart

Meor The Busker

I came across with this lone busker in KL Sentral today. Belting the Beatles' Let It Be in tandem with the almost deafening noise, made by the TM's crews (there was some kind of event, not too sure what cause I didn't bother to check), he strummed his guitar and continued doing his craft. I stood for a while, listening, and I find myself enjoying it. Every now and then, some passersby would stopped and dropped their tokens of appreciation. When he finished with his Let It Be song, I approached his opened guitar case and dropped mine. I couldn't stop myself from asking how long has he been doing this busker thingy  and his answer was, "quite some time now" He's not merely busking, I saw several  CD's inside the opened guitar case, and they were all his albums. I even saw a newspaper clipping about him. He told me that the KL Sentral management is allowing him to do his busking every Friday, Saturday & Sunday.

I asked for his permission to snap a couple of his photos. His name is  Meor. I Googled him, and it turned out that he blogs too at pestajiwa.net

to this tireless busker, good luck!

Gluttony

well, post interview, let the pictures do the talking.  it's laden with 'heart-attack' indulgence, plus a serving of my relatives' pictures. kunun..

baikut, hokkien mien (with crispy pork skin), a bucket of beer and a bottle of guinness = recipe for beer gut!

one of the famous kadai kupi@ Happy Garden, Luyang. only opens at night tho'. this kadai is within walking distance from my sister's house. how convenience!

the famous pau shop in Damai, Luyang.  I hantam-ed 4 pieces, consisted of su nyuk, charsiew, tausa & chicken! thunder thighs & expanding waistline's best friend. gawd, no wonder my jeans is bursting!

it's 10.00pm and I was still stuffing myself with woh ti, beef/lamb satay, char kuey tiaw & roti kawin! yes, it's a bloody gluttony! another cm on the waistline, damn!

one of the best roti that  i've ever tasted! this kopitiam in Damai (Fook Yen) sells this addictive roti! people come in droves to this particular kopitiam because of this! believe it or not, after 'membelasah' the roti, customers still can be seen tapau-ing the roti!

...and they come in generous slices! fluffy and thick, definitely a good worth for your money :)

ummm, don't get distracted by my baggy eyes, look at those roti! you can't see my mouth and the tip of my chin. that's how thick they are!

veggies and beef noodles. the chilli and the clear soup  are the real killer! i died and gone to heaven! can't remember the shop's name but it's in Damai Point, Luyang, next to the little Tobacco Shop.

additional info: Luyang is one of the best cari makan places in KK.  Damai Plaza/Damai Point in particular are teeming with people with 'gluttony' agendas. however, most of the food establishments serve non-halal variants. this is where travel & tours companies normally bring tourists (esp those from hong kong, taiwan & mainland china) for makan-makan. craving for your java? don't worry, you can find Starbucks, Coffee Bean and Olde Town Station here. Steaks and grilled? just head up to Upperstar. there's also korean and japanese restaurants. you can also find the local favourite, YoYo Cafe!

and now, the 'I Am Vain' moment:

l-r: sis timie (our adopted sister), my cuzzie Dena (yes, she's married with an adorable daughter) sis wean (taken also) and yours truly! 

goofing around with a stick of cigar! 

me and cuzzie momentarily forgot about the heavenly soto (on the table) and bullied my brother-in-law to be the shutterbug. LOL! on other note, Happy Restaurant in Asia City, KK serves lip-smacking soto and bakso! they have another branch in Sinsuran Complex. 

shiny faces, no thanks to the sweltering heat!

me and cuzzie, pose yang inda menjadi!

yes, our secret fantasy of becoming  Unduk Ngadau nga inda kesampaian. kasian!

that's all folks! XOXO..