RACONTEUR-ESQUE SCRIBBLINGS

This morning I was on the radio for about 42 seconds and I don't know how I sounded!! About a few months ago, I finally found the perfect radio station to listen to on my way to work. Previously I was stuck with a bunch of morons who thought they were being cute, but who were actually ridiculously annoying. And they kept playing the same songs, day after day. I got bored and left. So, this perfect radio station has the coolest deejays who do the morning show. I think they call it the wake up show or something. Too bad no real life Malaysian would have had their breakfast at 7 am. These were the same dudes who gave tips on how to escape from the clutches of a python. And this morning, my fingers took over my brain and sent an SMS to the radio station for a contest while waiting for work to start. It was that easy! (I usually sit in the car and listen to the radio or read or do both till 7:59 because we have to attend an assembly) Moments later, the deejay announces that they h...

Once again, we are close approaching the bi-annual event that advocates peace. This time around a meme accompanies this event. It's most probably going to be one of the biggest and best ever. Anyway, I've err... directly quoted from Mimiwrites, and the meme goes like this: **start copy** BlogBlast For Peace Meme ~ Join The Revolution Here are the rules and the story. Copy this into a post, ADD YOUR NAME to the bottom of the tag list and tag as many people as you'd like. The Peace Globe project began in the fall of 2006 with a simple post from one blog, Mimi Writes. The post ignited a flame in the blogosphere. The flame became a passion. The passion became a movement. It amazingly traveled from blog to blog to blog across the globe. Bloggers wrote passionate articles on what peace means to them, along with the promise of three Latin words scribbled on a globe - Dona Nobis Pacem (Grant Us Peace) - branded with the integrity of their names or blog names. It was pos...

Ok. Get a bucket ready by your side. Or one of those paper bags people use to throw up in during travelling. I believe that this might cause you to cringe in utter disbelief. Well, I went into google looking for something earlier, and it led me to igoogle, which had this headline below. My thoughts on the issue are italicised. School uniform sexy, says group (Sure, whatever you say) KUALA LUMPUR: A Malaysian group condemned the uniform worn by girls at government schools, saying it encouraged rape and pre-marital sex. OK, I'm listening(reading)... “The white blouse is too transparent for girls and it becomes a source of attraction,” National Islamic Students Association of Malaysia vice-president Munirah Bahari said in a statement. The uniform is the ugliest thing I've ever seen. From the colour right up to the design. It makes you look chubby. I can't imagine anyone being attracted to them (the uniform as well as the kids, cause everything is just too ugly!) A...

I believe I have something that I usually pass off as a wild imagination. It moves from one spot to another at the speed of 5 to the power of 3 lightyears, which is a gazillion times faster than my fingers can ever type. Two months ago, epiphany hit. A large number of interesting situations were happening all at the same time, and one story begged to be told. I was tempted to attempt satire ! (I guess it would be safer to say that I was going to attempt something that I thought could be categorised as satire) Being somewhat occupied at that time (well, more so than today, of course) I told it to wait while I got some things straight. Meanwhile, I put the idea in an old notebook which I usually use for things like these so that I wouldn't forget. (Note: It's amazing how many ideas there are that were actually written in the book - mostly cryptic because of the lack of time, and I am clueless on expanding them because I've forgotten the initial idea!) Fast forward two m...

"Hey where are your glasses? Can you see? Tell me, how many fingers are there?" they ask, while shoving their stupid fingers right at your face.That question used to irritate the hell of out me. The thing is, nothing much has changed and questions of that sort still irritate me. The only difference is, the people whom I hang out with these days don't ask questions like that anymore, unless they fancy themselves being the New Age Peter Pan who couldn't fly! I can't see well without some aid in the form of glasses (or contact lenses), I wouldn't be able to see if you had 1 strand of grey hair in that mass of black. Your skin looks flawless when I don't wear my glasses. Instead of a single light bulb, I get to see about 5 without the glasses (astigmatism!) And I wouldn't be able to say if your nose is slightly off centre from like say 20 metres away. Other than that, I see you, and your fingers as well! So, after a few months of procrastination, I ...

Got this off Anita's blog ... 1. Last movie you saw in a theater? Yikes, I think it was The Transformers! A long time ago, yeah... 2. What book are you reading? Selected Tales by Edgar Allen Poe. It's pretty good thus far, but it's taking longer than I anticipated! 3. Favorite board game? Scrabble! 4. Favorite magazine? Anything on paints. Hehehe... just kidding! 5. Favorite smells? Freshly laundered clothes 6. Favorite sounds? Can't think of any at the moment 7. Worst feeling in the world? Being ignored 8. What is the first thing you think of when you wake up? No!!! It's still too early 9. Favorite fast food place? Nando's? 10. Future child’s name? Haven't given that any thought! 11. Finish this statement. “If I had lot of money I’d….? Most probably die of shock! 12. Do you sleep with a stuffed animal? Never. And even if I tried, it would most probably end up on the floor by the next morning 13. Storms - cool or scary? Cool! 14. ...

Every Malaysian, young or old remembers today's date. It's historical, and yet in not such a nice way. Back in 1969, this day marked the beginning of a bloody race riot that changed the lives of many. Recently, I had the opportunity to get my hands on a book written by our very first Prime Minister about the race riots that occured back then. It is a very simple book, written from his point of view of the events that took place before, during and after the incident,and as you read between the lines, you can sense some sort of sadness. According to his book, the communists from a nearby communist country had infiltrated our society and had influenced a huge number of followers. They had a couple of strange tactics to ruin the elections that had been planned. However, the elections had continued despite the hitches, and for the first time after 12 years of independance, the ruling government did not get 2/3rds majority. This ended up with the opposition parties going on a vi...

I think that insomnia has decided to sneak up on me again. Nevertheless I just hope that it was due to the fact that I had lost my blanket in the dark, was unable to retrieve it at any cost without getting hurt, and that even if it is too warm and a blanket is unnecessary, I still need to hold onto it so that I know if it ever becomes too cold, I'm safe! I've digressed even before I've begun! Anyway (I'm using too much of this word!), what happened while I was cursing the sudden reappearance of the insomnia was that I began to think of the best way to fall asleep - which is to count sheep. Too bad it has never worked before. I believe that all the sheep that I intended to count were all happily grazing in the greens of New Zealand, bleating away, and were most probably too full to jump over fences just because people needed to sleep. I thought chickens were a better bet, because I see chickens practically every single day of my life. Running on the streets, opposite ...

Image 'borrowed' from blc.com If it weren't for the absurdity and obscurity that is probability (and maybe locus as well), I'd say that math would have been my favourite subject in school. Anyway, I got this math quiz question via e-mail the other day. You'd think that with all the worries that occupy the minds of distracted people like me, working on a math problem would be the last priority. It almost was, and would have been if it weren't for curiosity. But honestly, it was the happiest 10 minutes of my life that day. I never expected to have these words come out of me, but seriously, algebra rocks!! So, if you're bored/tired/angry with the world for being so unfair... and think that algebra could make you feel better, go ahead and solve the puzzle below and put in the answers in the comments section A man wanted to get into his work building, but he had forgotten his code. However, he did remember five clues. These are what those clues were:...