Friday, January 23, 2009

PHOTOS: Penang Dec 2008

Oh, I almost forgot these pics from our family trip up to Penang to visit my grandmother.




I just love the eccentricities of Penang-ites.




"We know your taste better". Superb tagline.




On the balcony at the Pinang Peranakan Mansion, one of the heritage buildings in Penang.

Happy CNY!

Nearly got hit by a bloody P driver this morning. IDIOT!!

Anyways, I'm off to Penang for Chinese New Year, so I won't be posting anything till I get back next week (note how I don't state the exact day I'm back, so I don't have to start posting immediately. Hehe. I'm too smart for myself sometimes).

On another note, I've finally updated Goodputty::Paperie with a new notepad design. Sorry to all who keep checking the blog and not finding any new designs.

Time to pack my bags!! Watching Inkheart tonight as well... hope it's good.

Oh goodness what boring posts I do write these days.

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Wasn't supposed to be a rant... but it is.

Why the heck is KL traffic getting worse and worse the more supposedly 'developed' we become? If more people are buying cars, why can't the authorities improve public transportation to help alleviate the pain of driving... or do like Singapore and restrict vehicular movement boundaries? Or take away the stupid tolls which have been repaid a hundred times over so that more people can use them and spread the traffic out?

So freaking irritating.

* * *

I'm heading to town this evening to have dinner at 7atenine (there, I've spelt it in full once again... my fingers deserve a reward for this extra effort) before rocking it up with Mogwai.

Mogwai is a Scottish post-rock group, for those who were asking me about it. Yes, it means ghost or devil in Cantonese... apparently they got it from the movie Gremlins (according to Wikipedia).

I haven't been to 7atenine in a really long time, so I guess it'll be good to go back again for some good food. And it'll also be good to get down there early so I don't have to rush for the concert, which is at the Convention Centre.

I hope Mogwai (and the venue... what a strange place to have a rock concert) is worth the RM130. JUST LIKE I HOPE RIHANNA IS WORTH THE BLEEDIN' RM288 I'm paying.

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Brainless copywriting

I'm sure most of you who watch TV must've heard this commercial before. Well, maybe non-Malaysians won't know it, but how many of those read my blog? :P Cue non-Malaysians clicking on 'Leave me a kiss!' to prove me wrong.

Just tell me this isn't one of the strangest and most brainless pieces of writing you've heard on TV...

"... Siapakah Alexander The Great?
Dan siapakah Zulkarnain?
Adakah mereka orang yang sama?

Saksikanlah jawapannya dalam...
Alexander Bukan Zulkarnain."


Translation:

"... Who is Alexander The Great?
And who is Zulkarnain?
Were they the same person?

Watch the answer unfold in...
Alexander Is Not Zulkarnain."

Kinda defeats the whole purpose of watching the programme.

Monday, January 19, 2009

I listen to Capitol FM

I've been listening to Capitol FM on 88.9 quite often now. I've never really enjoyed Hitz FM cuz they always play the same tunes and it just gets so mundane. Thank God for CD players. Even worse than the track repetition, actually, is that the DJs on Hitz are pretty mindless. They sound so upbeat and enthusiastic ranting along, but they're actually not saying anything at all.

The DJs on Capitol FM aren't more intelligent or wittier, but they (most of them, anyway) just say what they need to say in a normal tone of voice. They don't shout at you or try to appear hip if they're not. I mean, I do get that the DJs on Hitz have to cater to the young audience and have to be hip, but if they need to talk a lot more than other DJs, at least FIND something to talk about! Do some research, come up with some quizzes... just do something that isn't mindless, enthusiastic yelling!

I also like the variety of music they play on Capitol. It's not a mix of eras like Mix FM (which is another mundane station), but a mix of genres and I love that. It reminds me that the world is full of things, other than RnB, hip hop, rap and other black music.

Friday, January 16, 2009

Which is worse - karaoke 'Killing Me Softly' or karaoke rap?

I know, I know... it's been a long time.

But no one's left any comments in a while, and if you guys can't even write a one-liner, don't give me an earful for not writing several paragraphs! :P

I seriously need to go shopping for clothes. I dunno what happens to all the new clothes I buy, cuz every time I open my wardrobe, only the old ones are staring back at me. How very strange!

Gah... I've nothing interesting to write. Be happy with these few lines for now, homies.

Thursday, January 01, 2009

Welcome to 2009

Does 2009 feel any different to yesterday?

For me, I think... in a way, yes, because it sorta feels like I can make a fresh start and forget whatever happened last year, last month, or yesterday. And no, because I still have the same thoughts, same feelings and am in the same situation I was yesterday. Yet... I don't have to be in the same situation because it's a new year and it's the perfect time to forget things you want to forget and move on.

Enough 'philosophising' about old and new years. You really wanna know how I made the transition from 2008 to 2009, don't you? :)

As I mentioned yesterday, I went to Phuture (one of the rooms at newly-renovated Zouk, in case it flew past anyone). Quebec Jo had told me that her friend had a table there so we could join them. Apparently she only knew that one guy, so I figured we'd be in the same boat, since I only knew her. And it's always fun to meet new people.

But when she told me she'd met this person at Zlynn's party, little warning bells started to ring in my head. I thought, omg do I also know this person? And could it be the person I'm thinking of?

Alas, yes, when over dinner I finally asked her for his name and she told me, I couldn't help swallowing my words and stuttering for a while when she asked me if I knew him and what I thought of him.

This guy, several months ago, was - as I now realise - the first of a few who would start eroding my positive and trusting attitude towards the opposite sex. Perhaps it's just the male/female differences of thinking. When I meet a guy who seems interested in me, I give him a chance if he seems decent. If it doesn't work out on my side or his, I still don't mind being friends. It seems that it's different for guys though. Once they've decided you're not who they're looking for, or not gonna give them what they want (or already gotten what they want from you), they'll just drop out of the scene.

Okay perhaps I'm generalising, and only guys not worth my time are like that. But it's too bad that I have to give them my time and energy first in order to find that out.

So anyway, this guy hadn't been nice to me, and I got over it. I did try to make things work for us as friends, but he made it clear that he didn't have that in mind, so I moved on.

Imagine me trying to answer Quebec Jo then, when she asked what I thought of him! But whatever came out of my mouth (eventually), she did agree with. So I'm not just imagining these things, and it hadn't happened to only me! What a relief. Although she did get an invitation from him for New Year's so she fared slightly better than I did :)

I told her what had happened between us and she agreed that the situation would be a little weird, but she assured me that I had nothing to feel weird about. I was worried that this guy would think that I had invited myself to his do! Which was obviously NOT the case.

But I couldn't help smiling strangely to myself at the way things work out. This person who started my erosion of faith was with me to say goodbye to 2008...! I should probably take it as a sign to forget the others.

Other than weird goings-on in my head about the situation last night, the night itself went well. We had a table in the VIP area, overlooking the floor below. Great spot for crowd-watching! I also met a few nice girls, and caught up with some other people I knew from before (who're much nicer people than Mr Erosion).

I also managed to get myself drenched in champagne at midnight. Okay, it was Mo√ęt so I couldn't have been doused in more prestigious champagne... except maybe Mumm... or Dom Perignon... or Perrier Jouet Cuvee Belle Epoque... okay, I digress. Now that I think back, it's rather silly to run away from the person who's about to pop a champagne bottle. He's obviously going to pop it away from him, and he will probably also have that extra New Year oomph in him to create more pressure for spraying further. I must remember that little pearl of wisdom for the next New Year celebration.