Smart M'sians I never knew existed...

With all the hoo-haa and nonsense about the negative effects blogs are creating for the 'peaceful' Malaysian society, it's nice to see some ppl using cyberspace creatively in a more positive way. Like these two individuals who used their blogs to keep in touch with their family members who are were effected by the monsoon floods recently.

Note to the Malaysian government: not all bloggers are future terrorist or hellbent on spreading seditious rumors. In fact, I suggest some of our ministers give blogging a try as well. Then at least if they still insist on complaining about they'd sound like they actually know what they're talking about.

Merry Christmas everyone and happy holidays for those not celebrating. Try not to drink too much eggnog and if you happen to see a fat old dude all dressed in red, run for your lives. He's probably drunk as well!

This should be fun to watch...

The News Strait Times has announced today that the Education Ministry is allocating RM20 million for its sex education programme. They said that the amount was needed to provide training, campaigns and promotional items.

Last I checked, condoms did not come with a RM50 price tag. It's not like they will needing much of it anyways coz I highly doubt that it'll be distributed to the public let alone teenagers coz God knows they are the last people on earth who'll be needing protection.

Come to think of it, this RM20m sexcapade will not even make it's way to schools, sort of. Our education minister believes that the best way to teach kids about the birds and the bees is not directly by providing sex education as a staple subject in schools but rather to be incorporated into several subjects which range from biology, moral, and even languages. So what, are our 5 year-olds suppose to memorise the ABCs of sexual terms now?

I can just imagine it'll go something like this:

Teacher: Class, it's time to read the alphabets. All together now. A is for?

Students: ANAL!

Teacher: Good. B is for?

Students: BOOBIES!

Teacher: C is for?

Students: COCK!

Curious student: Teacher, teacher. But my mommy told me cock is a chicken la. What does chicken have to do with sex ah?

Teacher: Oh, look at the time. Class, recess!


I'm just shivering with anticipation on what they'll be saying about homosexuality and AIDS. I wonder if Nik Aziz is choking on his morning coffee at this very moment.

Reminiscing...

I was going over some of my assignments from the first few semesters. The first thing that came to my mind after reading them was: "Damn, I'm good!". And the next thing I said to myself was: "How come I don't write like this anymore?". Which is true, considering how much time I actually spend writing nowadays. This blog can serve as a testament to my alarming affliction of writer's block.

Looking back, I can honestly say that my lecturers did a lot in terms of influencing my work. People like Natasha, Syireen, Lean, and Usha inspired me in their own different quirky and eccentric ways. These were the kind of lecturers who made me believe that I could achieve something and strive to be a better student. Then there were those whose only aim in life was to paralyze and demoralize every single student that ever crossed their paths. Many names come to mind, but top of my list is Iron-jawed pussy PD Selva, Sour Cream and Onions Irene, Justin 'Deepthroat' Victors. Well, Justin is okay now after he's seen what I'm really capable of. Before he was giving us shit and treating us like helpless puppies who can be tamed and trained. Nothing good can be said about his teaching, but going up against him was good training for my journalistic skills. Through him I learned how to be more rebellious strong willed in the face of chauvinistic and prejudistic nimwits.

Now I've graduated, I left wondering what did I ever achieve in Taylor's College. Aside from becoming more sarcastic and bitter, I've manage to cultivate a deep hatred for Malaysians in general and have a strong suspicion that the private education institutions in this country are nothing but money grubbing demons in disguise. And they're wondering why not one of us are planning to continue our degrees with them...

A little freaky but interesting game...

If you're bored staring at the computer in office waiting to go home or just stuck at home coz of the constant rain, try out this little mathematical trick:


1) Start by choosing a number from 0-7
2) Multiply your chosen digit by 2
3) Add 5 to the total
4)Now multiply that by 50
5) If you've already celebrated your birthday this year add another 1756 to that amount, if not add 1755 instead.
6) Finally, subtract the total with your year of birth (eg, 1981). Your results should only give you 3 digits. The first digit is the one you picked in step 1, while the last two will be your age! (If your final result has only two digits, you most probably picked 0 in step 1)


Freaky huh? Apparently it only works for 2006. Go ahead, try it with your friends. Or better yet use it to impress the guy/girl that you fancy! :-p



Neurotic Nerd says: "Go watch 'The Host'! It's one of those rare and unique movies that's worth watching more than once. Easily one of the top 5 best movies of 2006!

If you're reading this, you could be charged for sedition!

First they made us register our prepaid mobile numbers under the guise of a pre-emptive strike against terrorism, soon bloggers might be put through the same treatment. Yeah, you heard me, our government is planning some sort of blogging registration act. This time as a measure to to prevent 'disharmony and lies' among the Malaysian society.

While nothing is concrete yet at the moment, even the idea of such laws cast an unfavourably draconian light on our government, whose leaders recently claimed in a recent political party gathering that all Malaysians benefit from equal rights. Yeah, right. So why so antsy over a few para of words posted on the internet? Blogs are mediums for people to express their opinions and frustrations which they normally wouldn't be able to do in the real world setting for fear of being gunned down outside their homes when taking out the trash in the morning. And as a friend of mine put it, there's no smoke without fire. So you'd have to admit that some of the 'lies' out there hold some vestige of truth.

I suggest the authorities watch less reruns of X-files and put their conspiracy theory-laden minds to rest for now and concentrate on other more 'dangerous' net content. Such as child pornography and excessive cam whoring. Okay, I was kidding bout that last one. Cam whoring is the very fabric that holds together the blogging community. Coz we all REALLY need to know how different you look compared to last week.