Malaysian General Elections 2008

With the General Elections just over, many Malaysians like me all over the country are feeling ecstatic with the outcome. It is so exhilarating seeing democracy at work. I don’t remember being ever so hyped up about elections in our country before this but this time around, I can literally feel the winds of change blowing even before the campaigning had even started. My family and I stayed up till the wee hours of Sunday morning to cheer and boo as the election results were trickling in on the television screen.

It is of no secret that many Malaysians had been generally dissatisfied with the ruling government. The government was either both blind and deaf not to realize or they were just pretending that nothing was wrong and hope the anti-establishment sentiments it will blow over in time. Either way, it did not do them any good not to listen to the voice of the ‘rakyat’. The Malaysians voters had matured over the years and we are not a child so easily pacified with a candy anymore.

I may not be any political analyst but even I can tell that we will be seeing an extremely exciting era in the government pretty soon. I personally feel that the Indian community will be even more dissatisfied with Samy Vellu for not being gracious enough to offer his resignation ala Tan Sri Dr Koh Tsu Koon even after MIC suffered such a huge humiliating and embarrassing defeat at the polls. Enough is enough already. The guy just can’t seem to take the not so subtle hint from the people he is supposed to be representing. Honestly, I feel not an ounce of sympathy to see him going down.

Also, any less than honest outgoing officials of those states won by the Opposition are now cowering in fear as it seems that Opposition supporters are hell-bent of digging up any past corruptions details or wrongdoings. I predict that more skeletons will be coming out of a myriad collection of closets in the months to come. Its drama time and I can’t wait for the premiere. I hope to see that no more politicians will be off the hook with just a slap in the butt even when they built a mansion illegally and that no more bills will be passed or changed in the Parliament without a closer scrutiny.

The loose alliance of DAP-PAS-PKR will face tough and challenging times ahead of them as government seeing as to how most are tasks with the job for the first time. They better do a kickass job if they want to get re-elected for the next term. After all the fiery ceramahs, Malaysians would not expect anything less. I however wish them all the best and pledge my full support for them because when I woke up this morning, I felt than the sun was just a little bit brighter and the birds singing were just a little chirpier knowing that check-and-balance is now present in the government.

I say we ‘yam seng’ to a better, fairer, more transparent and accountable government. YAM SENG!!!

Truth Is Stranger Than Fiction

Many moons had passed since I last posted in my blog. Now, I know many of you are asking why I stopped writing. Well, the truth is sometimes stranger than fiction.

The story started many months ago when I tied my Blogger account to my Gmail account, or so I thought at the moment. You see, when we tie a Blogger account with a Gmail account, we had to key in our Gmail address and also provide the correct password to the Gmail account. After a successful tie-in, you only had to key in the Gmail address and the password to the Gmail account to gain access to your Blogger account therefore making away with a separate username to the blog.

Say for instance, my gmail is AAAbbb@gmail.com with the password ‘ccc’. I remembered the username wrongly and I keyed in bbbAAA@gmail.com with the password ‘ccc’ and voila, it goes through. I didn’t suspect anything was amiss since I hardly use the Gmail account anyway. After all why should I since I can provide the correct password.

Many months had passed until one fine day I discovered that I can’t login to my Blogger account anymore. I then proceeded to try to login to the bbbAAA@gmail.com account and discovered that I can’t login either. Just out of sheer curiosity, I tried AAAbbb@gmail.com and when I see my own inbox it finally hit me that I had tied my blog to a total stranger all these while. A stranger residing in another country with a similar name as me but not quite me.

This stranger must have changed the password and with that, I can’t access my blog either. Holy crap! I tried emailing Google for help but to no avail. I also tried getting help from forums and discussion sites but to success whatsoever either. As a last resort, I even emailed the owner of the bbbAAA@gmail.com account for help but the bitch wasn’t responding. What’s a bad ass chick to do?

So last weekend, after half a year of frustation, I decided that all avenues had been exhausted and decided to do the unmentionable. All I can say now is, it feels good to be back! Hip hip hooray!!!

Butt-Crack Spotted @ Matta Fair

Hi all, it' been a while since I logged in to update my blog seeing as to how I was logging in at least 12 hours a day at work for the past 1 month or so. A little voice inside my head directed me to the Matta Fair last Sunday, telling me I deserved a good long break and so there I was rounding the place with my hubby for a suitable holiday vacation.

As we were walking around, we noticed a pretty young thing sitting with her butt half exposed for all the world to see. Now don’t get me wrong, I'm no prude but her jeans was SO very low, I can see at least 5cm of butt-crack! She was sitting right next to a woman who looked liked she could be the girl's mother. I don’t know if she knew her daughter or niece or whatever is giving such an eyeful to the fair visitors or that she would cared if she did.

Anyhow, we shrugged and moved on and so happened I was interested in a package offered at a nearby booth so we sat down to enquire. The salesperson who attended to us went for a good 10 minutes to check on the flight details we wanted and so our eyes started wandering. Guess who should catch our attention but a guy working for the booth where the smooth half-exposed butt was situated. He was clearly not doing his job of passing out brochures properly as he stood there and stared at the girl's butt unblinkingly. Every minute or so he would turn back to the crowd but I guess a strange force was compelling him to turn right back around and continue staring. Brochures clutched undistributed in his hands.

After a few rounds of this, he noticed that we were smirking at him and quickly looked away. OK, not we, just me then and tried to pried his eyes away but failing miserably when he think I wasn't looking. I still can't get over how low her jeans were. I'm not sure if she can even wear her underwear under those jeans as I'm pretty sure underwears don't come that low! Maybe she taking advice from Paris Hilton. After all, it's just Matta Fair, why the need to dress to kill?

My Celebrity-sightings Trip

Between 27 and 29 May 07, I spent 3 days 2 nights in Hong Kong and boy oh boy, what a trip it has been. I kept running into celebrities one after the other.

After getting through the immigration check point at the KLIA airport, I was surprised when I see many young girls snapping away their cameras at this particular lad while the officer did a brief body search on him. Later on, the same group girls were at it again while we're on board the aerotrain to towards the gate. In fact, cameras clicked away furiously along with every step he took and he seems to be oblivious to the attention. Curiosity got the better of me and I took some shots at him and later only did I find out that he is Danson Tang Yu Zhe, a Taiwanese singer who was in Malaysia to promote his drama called "Hanazakarino Kimitachihe" which was playing on 8TV at 7pm, from Monday to Friday. Apparently he plays the character Liang Si Nan.

Next, while I was queuing up to board my plane, guess who should be queuing up right behind me but our very own Camelia! I didn't manage to get a picture with her though. I must say I'm really surprised to find her to be such a petite lady. She promised me and a girl I just befriended a photo with her after the plane landed but she was no where to be found after that. Sigh.

Then, while visiting Victoria Peak, me and my new friend run into a Hong Kong TV host doing a story on the Madame Tussaud's museum. Any readers from Hong Kong can shed a light on who he is?


After that, I was scheduled to see a showcase at HITECH and who else was there to cover the story but a Taiwanese host. He was holding a mike that says 'MTV' but unfortunately, I have no idea what's his name as well. There’s also a popular local DJ around but I couldn’t get his picture which is really a waste because he was seriously extremely good looking. *slurp*

Last but not least, the highlight of my trip was a meeting with Mika! Honestly, I was not a big fan before my trip but the moment his lanky frame bounded onto the stage with the most infectious energy and enthusiasm and I know I'm as good as sold. Of course it helps that his brand music is feel-good pop, the type of songs you wanna play over and over again. I was a full convert before the showcase even ended, not to mention a little deaf as I was in the first row right in front of the speakers. We even got the chance to go backstage for a meet-and-greet session! I was slightly giddy by that time from all the excitement.

All in all, this has been an awesome trip. It was my first time traveling on my own but the people I’ve met and the friends I’ve made along the journey truly makes this an unforgettable trip. I simply love the place and if I really have to pick something to complain about it would be the fact that my chicken rice was served to me in a plate but I was provided chopsticks! I’m hopeless with them but you know what, I probably shouldn't complain because on the day I was scheduled to leave, my friend and I ran into Mika's entourage comprising his sister and mother. How many fans can lay claim to that, eh? *grins*

My Love Affair with the Autobots!

Last Tuesday, I was lucky enough to catch the premiere of Transformers at Cineleisure, Damansara. My colleagues won some tickets and one of them was so sweet as to offer to bring me along with her. Needless to say, I jumped at the chance. It was always fun attending premieres where one gets to see lots of local celebrities. I saw Paul Moss, Belinda from the 8tv Quickie and a couple of guys from the 'What Women Wants' reality programme.

We were somewhat disappointed to find our seats to be the 2nd row from the front but all were quickly forgotten as the movie started. What's a little neck pain and out of focus vision when you get to watch Transformers before the rest of the crowd right? Nevermind too that I was starving as we came straight from the office without dinner and were tired from all the bullshit at work. Transformers will be the cure-all that I need.

My main objective is to see Optimus Prime so I sat there and waited. To the uninitiated, Optimus Prime is the heroic leader of the Autobots, the good guys. Minutes passed by and still no sign of my beloved. Sure there were plenty of action sequences to keep me occupied and plenty of laughs but where's my Prime? Moments passed and then suddenly BAM! I knew that he was coming. So I waited in bated breath and sighed as he stood up to his full length in the first full movie appearance. As he uttered the words 'I am Optimus Prime.', I swear I was orgasmic! Nothing beats seeing him so alive and so big after all these years.

There were clearly other big Prime fans in the audience that night as the house broke into cheers and applause at that very sight of him. I was SO proud I could cry. To quote the official movie site, Prime is the "personification of courage, strength and integrity". What's not to love about him? None. Neck pain? Didn't even feel it one bit. Hunger pans? What's that? I was just a bright-eyed 8 year old watching my hero in all his glory. This sure beats the old cartoon movie by a hundredth mile when the stupid writers had him killed off. How dare they?! @^!%&^!%@!

Anyway, back to the movie, I was just enveloped in this warm fuzzy feeling all night long seeing the Autobots beat the nuts and bolts out of the evil Decepticons. How on Earth did they make robotic giants so sexy is beyond me. I am glad the trailer didn't spoil the movie as so many did where all the best bits are what you get in the teaser. This ain't such a movie. Don’t think the audience who have cheered and clapped AGAIN at the end of the 2 and ½ hours if it did. I love every teeny-weeny, itsy-bitsy second of the movie. In fact, this has got to be the best movie of the year by far. I give it an A+++!

To anyone who have yet to see the movie, and especially to those who grew up watching Transformers as a kid, I say, 'Autobots, transform and rollout!'

Spidey's New Costume Unveiled

Spotted on Sunday, 20 May 2007 in a Toyota showroom is Spiderman's new costume! Yup, you saw it first, here, on this blog, not Marvel. Feast your eyes, ladies and gentleman... *drum rolling*

"Does green shorts make me look fat?"

Food Review: Want to drink some 'dahl'?

Being a pumpkin-soup-virgin, I didn’t know how pumpkin soup should taste like but last week I had the chance at this high-class pretentious place that we shall call Restaurant X. To sum up the soup, I had to say it was utterly and indescribably yucky! Imagine drinking an orange concoction that tested exactly like how dahl would taste like if you blended it with water. You know dahl, those curry-like stew you dipped your roti canais in. "Blended dalh" is as close a description as it can get and it tastes as gross as it sounds. Later my friends and I found out that the pumpkin soup tasted like it did because they had been prepared with a sprinkle of cumin. How weird we thought. I'm never gonna try soups listed as 'Chef's Creation' in the menu ever again!

"This is dahl but imagine drinking a watery version of this."

Nevermind that, our main course was a cold slab of fish served with an indistinguishable brownish sauce and an equally indistinguishable light brown sauce. Dessert was a big plate with half a slice of strawberry, cinnamon ice-cream and warm apple crumble tart. The only edible thing that tasted good to me was the dessert. Thank God for them as I was close to gagging because of the fishy smell from the main course.

Now anyone would have stayed away from this restaurant but no, we had to be dragged there again only a week later. We were reluctant to try again but someone dangled the 'Different Menu' carrot on us. And indeed what a difference it was, not just from the previous menu but from all the other restaurants we ever been to. Our appetizer was a plate of vege + sliced boiled egg + tuna + cubed baked potatoes and beans!

"Appetising? Yes?"

A feeling of dejavu washed over me as I tried to down this. It was just as bad as the pumpkin soup. I was starting to feel like I'm caught up in some Fear Factor show by now. Anyone time now Joe Rogan would pop up from nowhere and scream "Fear Factor Lunch Hour Invasion!" in my face. But no, instead the main course arrived and it was even worse. We were served tempura but I dunno what kind of flour or oil they use to fry the seafood with cause they tasted like leftovers to me. The chili + tomato + mayonnaise that we piled on only help to make it ever so slightly better.

Lastly, our dessert came and much to my disappointment, the pistachio ice-cream tasted like an almond-flavored one instead. Horrors! Anyone ever being forced to drink almond soup as a child? If yes, then you'd know what it was like to drink an almond soup mixed with tears for 2 hours. Lucky for the half slice of strawberry and brownies to drown out the horrible taste. It's also interesting to note that they served the dessert while we were still chowing away on the tempura. Insert *raised eyebrow* here.

"Chocolate fondant served with chocolate sauce and pistachio ice cream"

I really don't understand why people would voluntarily pay good money for this place. Sure, we get a nice view of the Eye on Malaysia but is it worth it? It's not like they even had cute waiters and service is clearly something else they don't excel at. This place gets a lowly undeserving '2' on the Bad Ass Chick's rating scale.

Stay away from a certain 24th floor in our nation's capital's city center. You've been warned!