will i am's delayed diary

newayxmas2 Swiped from williamnyk . A very busy Christmas this year, work notwithstanding. 4 days off and I'm already finding it hard to find my footing again. Anyway, the season was kicked off with an office celebration. Both of my bosses chipped in some $200 per person for us to spend a very Neway Christmas at One Utama. Roll your eyes, roll your eyes. 20 of us in a giant KTV room with 1 big screen TV, 2 flat panels and 6 mics. A buffet dinner. Everyone wore red. Everyone brought gifts. Much horsing about, especially during the random gift-giving part of the night. Before the recipient could receive his/her gift, the giver will dish out some kind of request. Here's a few fun examples: 1) Down sushi with copious amounts of wasabi 2) Down a big slice of lemon 3) Girl on girl action (just a kiss!) 4) Down a raw oyster (no biggie, except that it's not very fresh! hanyir giler! ) 5) Sing a song 6) Stuff mouth with as many prawn crackers as possible Started at 6pm, en

While I was washing my hands at the men's room sink the other day, a woman rushed in. I stared at her and she popped the million dollar question: <em>"Is this the men's toilet?"</em> To which I replied: <em>"Good question."</em> She exited with a red face. I guess the truth is too blindingly obvious to some people. Guys. Urinals. What more do you want?

Tung Swiped from williamnyk . With a blow of birthday candles, you age a year. You can also achieve that same effect by eating glutionous rice balls during the Tung Festival (Winter Solstice). It's supposedly a more important celebration than Chinese New Year. But it doesn't seem that way. We'll have to wait for the day it gets commercialized. When I was a little boy, I remember helping mum to roll the little balls. Some years, I would try to introduce some strange variations, but the round ones always come out tops. The next day, mum would boil the glutionous rice balls and it would be served with a sweet gula melaka gravy or a savoury chicken-prawn clear soup. I love the latter. I would eat the number of rice balls corresponding to my new age + 1. This year, my mum did not prepare my favourite version, but she did outdo herself with the reunion dinner. It was a salivating dinner of lotus rout soup, sweet and sour crab, fried pomfret, stir-fried choy sam fah , r

Shop till you drop! Swiped from Tin Green . Yes, it's the Year End Sale again and it sure beats the crappy National Day Sales last August. Haven't had the chance to do some real heavy duty shopping ( just an odd hour here and there ) and I've already bought 2 work shirts from G2000, the house of "affordable", "tailored" business wear. Love their colours. Got one in Lavender (light purple) and Grenadine (orangey-pink). I think. Also bought a casual short-sleeved shirt from Chiemsee ( some unknown surfer brand to me ). Red and orange checked, either very Cristmas-sy or very CNY-eee or as Niel would say, perhaps Chinko-eee. I'm still looking for a pair of casual shoes. Saw a decent pair in Primavera, but I'll take Niel's advice and check out Zara first, if the price is right (but I doubt it). Bought some undies for fun. I notice I do that a lot recently. Anyhoo, my first trip was to MV and that proved to be a simple affair. Found a par

Social Dancing Swiped from benswing . Social Dance Meeting up with old friends. A friend contacted me out of the blue to arrange a little get together. She went missing for a couple of years, didn't keep contact and suddenly wanted to meet up. Let's say it altogether now..... INSURANCE MLM Anyway, I gave her the benefit of the doubt and even roped in a few others from my old clique. A record 6 persons OK-ed the time and venue. Such a logistic miracle. However, one friend said she couldn't make it. I was gonna be a bastard and suggested we dump her. What's one person in the big picture?! So difficult to get people together and they blew it all... The rescheduled date was a failure. Everyone couldn't make it. Mel put it best, don't bother. Meeting up with new friends. Some possibilites to really meet strangers. Digitized personas and real life are two very different things. Oh well... The semblance of a decent social life is eluding me yet again.

3JC Swiped from williamnyk . Warning: Non- halal post ahead. Have you ever paid for a MYR3.50 nett, steaming bowl of pork ball noodles? Have you ever paid for a MYR7.90++, steaming bowl of pork ball noodles? If you answered "no" to the former, just go to any coffee shop or food court and you're likely to find one. They're mostly average-tasting, but I have had bad ones. However, if you answered "no" to the latter, you can give it a try at 3JC . Currently peddling premium pork balls to folks at Aeon Taman Equine, Sunway Pyramid and Plaza Low Yatt. For those of you who answered "yes" to the latter, tell me how it tastes like, will ya? Yes, folks, I'm doing a food post of an outlet I've not set foot in before. According to the banner out front, one bowl of 3JC pork ball noodles contains all of the 4 main elements-- noodles (duh!), pork balls ( Sam Gan Chong , the rectanglish type that comes in wafers. 3JC is a play of this name, I th

OMG_Girls Swiped from williamnyk . Overheard in Coffee Bean & Tea Leaf , OUG ( OK, I was on eavesdropping 4 Ms. Mat Salleh Celup @ 4 Heavenly Bitches, the bloody WIFI was down, so it was do some crap programming, or listen to their inane conversation ): OH MY GAWD! I LOVE BOOTS! WHERE CAN I GET GOOD BOOTS! I DON'T LIKE COACH. BUT I LOVE THE BOOTS! ENERGIE IS A BIT HOE. A BIT HOE. THEIR TOPS ARE HOE. LIKE I'M A HOE, YOU KNOW. I'M A ZARA PERSON. FOREVER 21 IS SUPER! IT'S SUPER. I THINK WAREHOUSE IS GOOD. GOOD BASICS. LOOK AT THIS! 100 PEOPLE DIED WHEN A BOAT COLLIDED! WHO CARES?! IN CANADA. WHO CARES?! YOU GOT TO KNOW WHERE TO LOOK FOR CUTE BOYS! I USED PLAY 'TOUCH' WITH BOYS. REAL CUTE! REAL GOOD-LOOKING. DON'T YOU THINK OF ANYTHING ELSE! YOU'RE SO SHALLOW. I'M DISAPPOINTED. CAN'T I THINK ABOUT BOYS IN ANOTHER COUNTRY?! I MEAN THE BOYS HERE... UGH. WHAT'S HER NAME? CHERYL?! OH MY GAWD! SHE'S A COW! SHE'S A COW! I CAN'

vibra1 Swiped from williamnyk . If you guys remember, I recently bought the Durex Play Vibrating Condom for SK's "official company business". They have finished playing with it, so I got to take a look. I was quite shocked to discover that her people at R&D initially thought that the vibrating condom worked on some sort of chemical reaction. A really scary thought-- a condom that is lubricated with spasm-inducing chemicals. However, Occam's Razor dictates that the simplest explanation is always correct, so the more logical gimmick behind the vibrating condom is of mechanical means. When you open up the box, you get 1 condom and 1 vibrating ring. There's nothing special about the condom. Standard stuff. The vibrating ring is the fun bit. It's basically a cylindrical motor attached to a flexible and stretchable latex ring. From the looks of it, you slide the ring right up to the base of your erect member and flip the switch for instant pleasure. In

Blood pressure waiting. Swiped from Half Chinese . Recently, my Project Manager was diagnosed with hypertension. He's just 30 years old. I guess 6 projects and 20kg of excess adipose tissue under your belt can do that to a person. Why do I not sound sympathetic? PS: He even bought a blood pressure scanner. Gave us comlimentary screenings in the office.

TTDIFireAgain Swiped from williamnyk . Note: No, it's not about "The Apprentice". Donald Trump creeps me out. A whole lotta guys cramming at the windows. No, it's no Rose Chan peepshow, but a fire. Yes, folks, a fire broke out at one of the upstairs shoplots along Jalan Datuk Sulaiman, TTDI . Holding fast to the principles of suaku-ness and ke-kepoh-chi-an , my colleagues and I were jostling for a better view from our 13th floor vantage point. The fire was quite big and the flames took off the roof in no time. From where we were, we could see a lone fireman fighting the fire. He was spraying water on the front of the shop, whereas the fire raged at the back. And it really seemed futile. Some time later, another fire engine came to the scene, but there seemed to be no urgency. We did not see any extra hoses being employed. In case you don't know, the TTDI Fire Brigade is located just 2 minutes from the scene of the fire. If the fire broke out elsewhere, ba

DSC00098 Swiped from MonsterMonster.co.uk . While having tea with some colleagues, we received a call from a colleague that she couldn't start her car. According to her, there was no sound when she turned the ignition. We immediately came to the conclusion that her battery was dead. Finishing our drinks, we rushed over to the parking lot, and another colleague went to drive his car over and get his jumper cables. Upon arrival, we connected the jumper cables and asked her to start her car... "Errr, I had my gear in reverse..." Being a manual person, I know nuts about automatic transmission, but I did learn something that day. Automatic cars won't start if the gear is not in P or D. Never in our wildest dreams would we have expected the problem to be that. She had a great tongue-lashing from us. "Eh, how come my Windows can't start one... oh... never turn on the power yet..." Nak kena tempeleng...

HealthFairMap Swiped from williamnyk . My mother has 2 younger brothers and both of them are practical opposites. Uncle A is married and stays in Teluk Intan where he has a good bread and kuih-muih business going. Uncle B however, is quite a character. Truth be told, I've not seen him in more than a decade. He's quite an introvert and a man of few words. Very opiniated, but non-confrontational, so usually decides not to stick around. He's been wandering around for ages, nobody really knows where he is. Sometimes he just turns up, and leaves a couple of days later. He never likes to intrude, to impose. Trough a miracle of some sort, my mother actually managed to contact him. So, we set up a meeting with him as he was coming down to KL to have a look at the 3rd International Health Fair at PWTC. On entering the venue, I was handed a brochure for feminine hygiene wash... It's weird, I don't remember coming in drag or wearing my "I have a vagina" T

Sebalik Malam is TV3's latest show that touches on "taboo subjects and sexual deviancy", e.g. "lesbianism, obsession, voyeurism and sadism". During the introduction, the host Ahmad Fedtri mentioned that the show wasn't about ghosts and the supernatural, but his hand gestures, his slow speech ( ala Misteri Nusantara ) and the spooky music and heartbeat sounds in the background didn't tally with what he was saying. The first episode highlighted Derita Nafsu (loosely-translated to Suffering from Lust). Among the sub-topics were underwear thievery and transexuality. The part on underwear thieves was very weak. Didn't reveal much about the motivation behind, but perhaps there's not much objectivity behind human lust. Some lame answers I got from the host: 1) To sell for money ( on eBay, perhaps? ) 2) As an acne cure ( Oxy can close shop ) 3) Black magic ( Who knows? ) During the second part of the show, they featured a telephone conversation with a

After Swiped from williamnyk . Hair Again It's been nearly 9 weeks since my last haircut and I caved in on Sunday. Getting really thick and my hair is constantly in my eyes. I find that I have resorted to tossing my hair a bit. Heh. Roughly 1.5" of hair growth as I can see plenty of black at my roots already. My stylist complained why I was MIA. Trimmed off all the excess Felt instantly lighther, but I lost all my colour on the sides of my head. Anyway, at lunch the other day, I saw one of the stylists from Peek-a-Boo , TTDI. The fella's hair really caught my eye. Pure manga. Had one eye completely curtained by his hair. I can't imagine walking around with a monoscopic view ( can always get an eye-patch to simulate, hor? ). Wonder what he does with his other eye beneath all that hair. It's gotta be bad for eyesight. But then, I still think it's cool! Sugei.... PS: Forgive the narcissistic pics. Some before and after.

Peiling1 Swiped from williamnyk . Recently, my mother's friend gave birth to a baby boy. His poor mother was SO relieved to evict the little tyke as she was practically bloating up like the Michelin Tyre Man during her pregnancy. The kid that caused his mother to endure nearly 8 months of blimp-iness and water retention was really quite something-- he weighed in a nearly 9lbs and 20in ( NOT THERE, you pervs! ). Before I actually saw the baby in person, I saw the his picture on his dad's phone. My first impression: Turnip Head . Goodness, the size of the kid'ss head! And it was topped off with a pointy hairstyle (a good head of hair on that one), though his father would argue that it was Beckham style. :P. Well, mother and son was staying at Pei Ling Confinement Home somewhere near SS4, PJ. Just fork out around 6k a month and the post-partum mothers can rest all they want. They'll take care of the baby ( bye-bye to late night feeds every 3 hours and nappy chan

SeputehDAP Swiped from williamnyk . Note: I hope this is not too late... For the past month, I had attended two DAP Seputih Community Center Building Fund dinners. Not that I'm affiliated with Teresa Kok's (affectionately known as Seputeh's MUlan) political rocketry, but was there to "return a favour" as Chinese would say. Both dinners were held at Thean Hou Temple and was attended by many supporters especially from the Chinese community. It's always fun going to these dinners as we get to see a side of politics that is not usually reported by the media. The structure of these gathering are always the same. Fiery speeches, multimedia presentations, video clips of MPs arguing in the Dewan Rakyat ( definitely more interesting than the ones the show you on Bulletin Utama ), live performances (sometimes), karaoke (usually by the MPs to raise some funds) and a good old traditional Chinese course dinner ("cold plate", Tom Yam Prawns, Braised Pork Knuckl

I received shocking news at work today. SK called to say that my mother had been robbed somewhere in Dato' Keramat . Luckily, she emerged from the ordeal unharmed and safe, sans a little cash, some jewellery and her handphone. A stroke of bad luck and even worst sampah masyarakat . She went for an art expo at the Selangor Chinese Assembly Hall, Jalan Maharajalela and took a wrong turn while trying to get home. She's quite unfamiliar with the road and the road signs are practically Greek to her, so she ended up on Jalan Ipoh-Jalan Ampang. Whilst jamming on a 3-lane road, a Chinese crook got in at the passenger side. For some unknown reason, she did not lock the car doors that day, hence the whole ugly episode. The skinny Chinese crook discreetly took out a knife and asked her to drive on. The celaka was careful not to arouse the attention of the vehicles beside them. But truth be told, the drivers behind would have noticed something amiss, but as expexcted, nobody would really

Serviette Swiped from williamnyk . Celebrated Mel's 26th birthday last Saturday and it was a celebration steeped in tradition. Will-Mel tradition that is. Minimal guests ( planned to have 2 others, but the mutant flu virus currently devastating the Klang Valley had rendered both of 'em bed-ridden ). Great lunch. Chit-chat over coffee. Fini . It sounds simple, but it always works. Lunch was at Melaka Street Restaurant , the exact same location I had my birthday lunch last month. No complaints, the food's real good. Mostly spicy numbers. All great with rice. The original plan was TGIF, but... KK: Lunch at TGIF?! Pelik la... Cla: I want! I want! Never had it before... Mel: Err, if we go there, it's gonna be the 3rd year in a row I celebrated my birthday at TGIF... Since KK and Cla were a KKM statistic, we changed the venue. So easy planning something when there's only two. :P. This time round, we ordered Nyonya brinjal ( stir-fried with baby prawns, stir-fried to a d

ku2 Swiped from williamnyk . After getting sick of all the cheap eating establishments in the vicinity of Plaza Vads (the artiste formerly known as Prince, oh wait, the building formerly known as Plaza IBM), I decided to try a slightly more upmarket alternative-- 18th-20th Century Restaurant . Weird name. Don't worry, you won't see this on the menu: Mee Goreng, circa 1910 . The shop's interior is very Old Town and woody. Marble-topped tables, rattan stools, wooden goldfish chairs ( you know what I mean, right? ), birdcages, the works. It was even graced by Maria Tengku Sabri of Jalan-Jalan Cari Makan . It certainly looks nice, but the food is not very satisfactory. I ordered the set lunch (RM13++). It came with an appetizer of fried springroll, fried wanton or chu cheong fun . The main dish was "Sweet & Sour Fish with Chinese Fried Rice". As you can see from the picture, the plates are over-sized, and the food portion is like hors d' ouvres . I was defin

dodol Swiped from williamnyk . What am I holding in my hand? 1) A mortar shell 2) A dildo 3) An ear of corn 4) An oversized suppository 5) salami 6) One of the magic beans from "Jack and the Beanstalk" Well, it's actually dodol in a fancy dried-leaf packaging. So Elven waybread, right? I bought it for my brother for when he came back after the Raya holidays. Me: Hey bang, nak saya belikan dodol dan lemang? Bro: What kind of question is that?! Of course buy la! He always tells me that he's deprived of good Malay food in Singapore. Can't find a decent nasi lemak , etc... But truth be told, KL food ain't that great. Banyak tipu-tipu. It seems that every Tom, Dick and Harry can open a stall to sell substandard traditional fare-- Penang Laksa la, Nasi Dagang Kelantan la, Laksam la, Nasi Kerabu la . KL-ites who miss their hometowns will just have to make do. Still can't beat the originals. Berbalik cakap pasal makanan Singapura , I'm really not used to th

Rings Swiped from williamnyk . Ever since my home was burgled 2 years back (due to some negligence on our part and shoddy contruction), my mother has had an epiphany regarding jewellery and keeping valuebles at home. Although I was the biggest victim (lost some USD, IDR, MYR and my bro-in-law's handphone) and my mother only lost some worthless costume jewellery (which the burglar promptly dumped n the vacant house next door after he found out their true "value"), she never-the-less came up with a philosophy that buying jewellery is useless. If your jewellery is showy, you dare not wear it out for fear of snatch thieves. If you buy it and keep it under the mattress, you can't show it off and there is a chance that burglars will cart it away (even safes are no deterrent -- stories of thieves moving 50kg safes from 14th floor balconies, forcefully removing ATM machines, drilling into bank safety deposit box rooms even). It seems futile, but moderation is the key

ytf1 Swiped from williamnyk . Much to the disdain of some of my readers, I must report that over the weekend, I was a gourmand again. A 180 degree turn from my usual cafe and restaurant visits, this time I was stuffing myself at grimy roadside establishments over at Puchong Bt 14 . A predominately industrial area with horrible roads and a "new village" feel to it, it has quite a few gems to offer. The first place I visited was Tai Yau -- a "big fry" shop. I had always wanted to try this place out ever since my olfactory senses caught a whiff of stewed pork wafting out of that place. Unfortunately, that place was quite a big disappointment. Obviously such places are not expected to get an "A" for hygiene, but that place is quite nasty. You know the concentrated garbage liquid that drips out of garbage trucks? That place has puddles out front, adding to the wonderful aroma of the food. The utensils are just as nasty. The kitchen, now don't go looking the

At last I've figured out how to beta-blog via flickr. No more ugly posts and not leaving credit for the images used. :-)

Once again, I've found a chinese radio ad that I've got to share. It's not really annoying or anthing, but the premise of both the ads are quite disturbing, in my book. Here's the ad for eMagic EPT Facial Treatment (not too sure about the spelling): Version 1 Johnson : ( Wolf whistle ) Where're you going leng lui ? Woman : Eh, is that you, Johnson? Johnson : Opps, it's my mother-in-law! Woman : ( Oh my! Even my son-in-law couldn't recognize me after my eMagic EPT Facial Treatment! My skin is smooth and more radiant! ) Young Man : ( Wolf whistle ) Woman : Are you sure you didn't recognize the wrong person, young man? Comment: What shocks me is that Johnson's mother-in-law is not at all disturbed that her son-in-law was flirting with random women on the street. Even worse is that she was very proud of herself, being able the catch the eye of her son-in-law. Sick. Pengz. Version 2 Husband : ( Kisses wife on cheek ) Wife : Am I dreaming? Did my husband j

Mel shared with me this little gem overheard at the premiere of Don . Gaggle of Punjabi Aunties: Ohhhh, Shah Rukh, Shah Rukh! He still looks as good as he did in Kuch, Kuch Hota Hei ! Ten years ago you know?! Purposely came to see him! **Pengz** By the end of the movie, kids were running around, babies were being passed around the seat. A family-oriented movie...?. PS: Come to think of it, it's been ages since I watched a movie. Sape nak belanja?

I fetched my mum to her friend's 54th birthday party and the moment the birthday "girl" laid eyes on me, she insisted that I join. I grudgingly said "yes" even though I was tired from my swim and I hadn't had the chance to properly dechlorinate and moisturize yet. Well, it wasn't a total loss. The food was quite good. Very German, with meat, meat and lotsa meat. It was catered by Le Oriental Catering , OUG. Customary spread of fried rice, fried mee-hoon, curry chicken, mixed vegetables, butter prawns, sambal squid, battered fish, fried yam balls and acar . If that wasn't enough, a lamb and pig was roasting over a spit at the front porch! Dessert was ABC and fruits. The roasted pig was great, managed to get some juicy choice cuts. Mints sauce came with the tender lamb meat and it was fabulous. However, the highlight of the evening isn't really the food, it's the people. The aunties were all very happy. As usual, when they all get together, the

After going through 170+ episodes of Naruto , I've finally had enough. It's all a blur to me now, but I think after Uchiha Sasuke left for the dark side, it all started going downhill. The anime people deviated from the manga main story arc ( perhaps because there is no more ) and started doing idiotic episodes. Real moronic side stories that make you cringe and half-hearted fights. I actually fast-forwarded. Luckily, I have Bleach to keep me occupied now. Slow pace at the start, but the story definitely switched to a higher gear when the gang invaded the shinigami -verse. Lotsa fighting, but I'm wondering how many Shinigami -bashing episodes I can take before it gets old. My favourite character has got to be Kurotsuchi Mayuri , the captain of the 12th squad. For some reason, I love the seiyu , as much I love the one who did Naruto's Orichimaru . But for now, it's orange spiky hair 1, yellow spiky hair 0. PS: If I got the colours wrong, pardon my colour-blindness.

beauty is ugly Originally uploaded by 1826 TRUST 1927 . Spied on a beauty parlour's glass door somewhere in TTDI: 1) Flat chest 2) Small breats 3) Flabby bust 4) Dark nipples It reminded me of a Berita Harian article I read years ago: "Akhirnya Maria (namanya ditukar) berjalan dengan penuh yakin dan percaya diri setelah membesarkan payudaranya..." Kok gede banget... Perhaps in the future, a little something for men: 1) Pencil dick 2) Small balls 3) Man-breasts 4) Dark scrotum Insecurity is such a big money-spinner... Can't really change certain things in life, unless of course one goes for a major "renovation". However, that's not the real you. We may sometimes think that we're from the bargain corner of the gene pool, but sometimes, we can find some good stuff there too. PS: Are fair nipples supposed to be more attractive? :D

Campus Universiti Malaya - Chancellory Originally uploaded by Eric @ Flickr . I am the product of this: http://blog.limkitsiang.com/?p=626#more-626 Certain points are valid. This proves that nothing much has changed, but I made the best of it. I think.

hotchockozee Originally uploaded by williamnyk . Here's a picture of the hot chocolate served at Kozee, Taman Tun Dr. Ismail . It looks as though you can eat the cup and saucer, right? If you didn't notice, the name of the restaurant is a play of the word "Cosy". Soooo very clever. Heh. FYI, the food is a mixture of oriental and western offerings. It's not exceptional and I must mention that the sodium content is a tad high, but it does have a Yin-Yang fried rice that is quite unique. One side red sauce, one side white. I also tried their beef and egg sandwich. It's no O' Brien's and not quite Subway. So-so. If you're a fan of thick toast, you can also try their version. The way the condensed milk was "draped" on the peanut butter created a nice marbling effect. I don't quite like peanut butter, so... Coincidently, their french toast is also chock-full of peanut butter, but with the extra fragrance of beaten eggs on the outs

Thai T-Shirt #1 Originally uploaded by tarotastic . While reviewing my blog visit report, I came across the following referring link: http://blog.webs-tv.net/nomoreads/article/4358614 Curious, I clicked on it. To my surprise, some I found it to be a blog post about my Fwaaah! post. After having it translated from Chinese, I was even more surprised-- the author works for the ad agency that handles the Fwaaah! ad for KFC. She was on the team that came up with the idea and she actually penned the lyrics to the jingle. According to the post, one of their colleagues from the Brand Planning department found my post and forwarded it to everyone in their company! The author, however seems quite candid about the criticism and concurred on several points I raised ( she even remarked that several of her friends had a similar response ). After rereading my post, I found that what I wrote was really quite unforgiving and brutally honest, but then, that's how I am. Once again, my "

relic_toothposter Originally uploaded by williamnyk . I may not be a Buddhist, but I recently visited the Buddha's and His Disciples' Relics World Tour held at the Mines International Convention Center . It's organized by the Gelugpa Buddhist Association . I thought it was a walk-in affair, but boy, was I wrong. Had to queue ( lines made up of strung up mantras to keep out the vampires? ), had to wait. Prior to registration, we were given an electronic counter to keep track of the number of times we chanted Om Mani Padme Hung ( dont know what it means ). They want to keep track of the number to achieve a mass chanting record. If you chant 5,000 times or more, you get a gift. My poor thumb was exhausted after clicking up to 1,000 ( itchy fingers ), so I can't imagine actually chanting 5,000 or more times. Upon entry, we got to see many religious paintings painstakingly done by lamas. Kinda like illuminated manuscripts. At the relics section, we saw the relics

flipflops Originally uploaded by williamnyk . Recently, I replaced my old dingy mattress with a spring mattress ( no, it wasn't a cash-stuffed mattress ). On the first morning I woke up from it, my neck, shoulder and lower back was all stiff. It was only natural for me to blame the mattress for my suffering ( so sue me for making an accusation based on circumstantial evidence ). Well, it turns out that the stiffness and pain was due to my annual fever. Had to resort to my long-lost friend acetaminophen. By Friday night, I was burning up and yet found the energy to do a little shopping at Sunway Pyramid on Saturday. Bought myself a pair of flip-flops for pool-side use. Nearly bought some boardshorts as well, but my ass-deficiency was a deterring factor. Refrained from seeing the doctor. Trying to be antibiotic-free for as long as possible. Worst of all, I missed another chance to swim, and I'm beginning to wonder if I can remember how to. Took me 4 days to get back to n

The Axe Gang Originally uploaded by groonk . It's been some time now since my last movie review. Truth be told, I have not watched many recently. However, the long em>Raya week gave me the chance to catch up on some marathon DVD-watching. Kung Fu Hustle I finally watched this. I've been told it's very good. I've been told it's very bad. My brother loved it so much that he bought the soundtrack. I think he was just impressed by the Axe Gang Boss' dance routine in the opening. But I liked that too. SK on the other hand, hated it. She watched it in the cinema and couldn't believe why she was the only person not laughing. In my opinion, it's a good Kung Fu flick, but not an exceptionally good comedy. It's very stylized and it does capture the essence of cowboy flicks well. As usual, Stephen Chow reused many of his old stuff with some renewed twists to good effect. Details aplenty. I especially liked the gu zheng assassins scene. And the en

In my last post on education , I talked about commercialism and exams. And the mother of all commercialism in the education sector is definitely tuition classes . I too have dabbled a little in that in my spare time, but that's another story. It's so very common these days. Children as young as 7 are shoved into tuition classes these days. What deranged and kiasu parents. I know of one parent who sends her Primary 1 child to tuition classes when her son's school has its own extra classes and dishes out plenty of homework. And you know what? The mother still finds the time set up trial exams for her poor child and dig up past year papers . Unheard of in my time. I only started taking tuition when I was in Secondary 5. The concept is similar to traditional chinese supplements -- Got disease, cure disease. No disease, healthier body. Go for it even if you don't need it. And some places actually screen students. Kalau dah memang pandai tu, tak payahlah nak cari tuition . A