Aug 12, 2013

Is it better to have been betrayed rather than never to have trusted anyone?

I spent a fine afternoon playing Saboteur and watching the final between Lin Dan and Lee Chong Wei (saddest ending ever with lame physiotherapists spraying his thighs! Don’t you have any other treatment?).

As I was about to leave a junction, some car zoomed by so I stepped on the brakes. 


A LOUD CRAANCH and guess what? 


My first ever car accident GAAAH I yelled some choice swear words and got really really worried. Ling ling was next to me hahaha and I think she was really nervous too. Both of us were kinda loud, saying stuff like what to do calm down what to do what happened oh nooo. What if it’s a huge car and I needed loads of money for the repairs? 


I know zero about negotiation in these cases.


The perpetrator turned to be a dazed-looking old dude on a motorcycle. I think he assumed I left the junction already so he wasn’t watching his way and just crashed into my car. HAIH.



I contemplated leaving the scene, but he looked so pening so I finally wound down the window and asked him how bad is the situation HAHAHA. He looked at the car and mumbled “nothing lah, not much.” I think he seemed kinda scared too since it’s basically his fault. And he speaks Cantonese lo! What are the odds of finding a Canto-speaking guy in Klang? Luckily it’s not Hokkien or I would have given up. Finally I said something along the lines of “never mind lah, never mind lah” and left.


When I reached the restaurant to have dinner with family, I inspected the damage. 


There’s a loooong scratch, and the backlight has a fat crack. 


Estimated damage should be at least RM300? Not quite sure.


Upon hindsight, I knew I should have asked the guy for his contact details and maybe invoice him with the cost. But this is practically the first time I got into an accident with a motorcycle (or any other vehicle, for the matter), and wasn’t the car supposed to be the offender in all cases with a bike? No idea. 


Also, he looked really kesian with that dazed face, and he seems kinda old, and the bike looks old too. I know the stories about millionaires who drive cheap cars being really rich in real life, but he looks like he’s worried about the extra expenses I gonna make him pay. 

Maybe it’s a moment of misguided pity. Whatever.

Basically the REAL REASON I left without taking any action is because I was scared that this is just a ploy to get me out the car then his gang would rob and drag us yelling through the roads until we bleed to death or something.


If you’re not in the mood for a rant then you can scroll down already. But I need to rant hehehe.


First there is story A:

A friend whose backpack was snatched and she were dragged along the road. With her injuries, cars were stuck in a traffic jam so she knocked on cars’ windows for help. NO ONE dared to open their cars to help her IN CASE it was a ploy to rob them instead.

Then there is story B:

A friend’s sister who was robbed when she got out of her car to open the gate. Some Indians slashed her, ran off with the bag, and the worst thing is, the next door neighbors witnessed the incident, THEN PULLED THEIR CURTAINS SHUT.

Of course, the infamous story C:

It was in the papers in 2010 and it’s something like the petrol station attendants who didn’t dare to open the door to pass the guy a fire extinguisher to save some lady who got burned alive in the end.

I WOULD LOVE TO INTERVIEW THESE DUDES. This surely merits some psychopathic research.


Have we sunk to such new lows?


Sadly, I have to say, I wouldn’t mind the acts of desperate violence like robberies, snatch thefts, acid dumping, and shootings, if the people still stick together and help each other out in times of evil. 


But these criminals are world-class geniuses to play on our sympathies and turn normal humans against each other. I have to give them credit for this. You guys are smart.


I hate it when these acts of violence make us lose our morality. Whatever happened to the old-fashioned but beautiful “help those in need”? 


Now “Every man for himself” is the new black.


It’s so saddening and frustrating to see people shutting themselves down.


Maybe I read too many books or movies about heroes sacrificing themselves for the greater good, but that seems a nobler route rather than the guy who closed his curtains and ignored the tragedy. 


It wouldn’t be a life worth living, with every waking moment watching the woman being burnt to death or some random victim bleeding on the streets.

 I don’t want to live in this kind of world, where people allowed humanity to be bled out of them. No one looks out for each other anymore. Old ladies are supposed to sprint across the road by themselves.





Maybe, I shouldn’t be so hard on the rakyat.


Why not we take a closer look at the situation?


With the current wave of shootings (I’m guessing Malaysian headlines are gaining similarity with American newspapers), and whatnot, the fearless and impossible-for-capture criminal armies roaming our streets is definitely worth a closer look.



How did this happen?



I remembered a childhood running amok in the neighborhood and being a nuisance to the neighbors and parents of my childhood friends. We were fearless. Our enemies might be the crazy dog or the lurking stranger with candy which we ARE NOT TO TALK TO.


Today? Rich kids play safely in “security gated communities” which look more like jail housing (heck they might just get their exercise with wii) while poor kids just take the risk.


Newspapers are riddled with overused terms like crime wave, snatch thefts, and whatnot. They say it’s always darkest before dawn. I feel like we’re still in the evening. How much more worse can this shit get? Why is this allowed to run rampant? Are the robberies supplementing the authorities’ income?


To be honest, I have no idea who the robbers are but based on the ones I saw on two different occasions, they look pretty much like illegal immigrants (I know there are hard-working honest immigrants out there don’t blame me for being politically incorrect here but LETS ASSUME). Why the hell is our government suddenly so interested in our best interests and security risks by deporting some Australian Senator while armies of illegal immigrants are allowed to stroll in and in all probability, cause all this sadness and fear in Malaysia?


I was grimly... ... happy when the Inspector General of Police’s siblings and Youth and Sports Minister Khairy’s homes got robbed. One should never laugh at others’ misfortunes, but the fat cats think they can get away with corruption which will never touch them. 


Guess what? The decay is so complete that even the powerful are not spared.


Let’s take a look at the IGP’s comment to the crimes:


“While we are at it, we need the people to understand that this does not mean the situation is out of control. It merely seems such as it’s all occurring at the same time”

It’s all a matter of perception, people! it's just some freakish occurrence of nature where all criminals coordinate their mating ritual to attract possible mates! 




After all this ranting....





It all boils down to corruption. The decaying agent behind the invincible crime wave, tottering economy, and destruction of 130 million year old Malaysian rainforests (this is totally unrelated, but did you know Malaysia’s rainforests are more than twice the age of Amazon rainforests? And we’re replacing all that tourist opportunity and priceless biodiversity with palm oil plantations. Go figure).


talking about animals when humans' lives are at stake seems rather trivial, but

this kid right here haz his relatives become road kill, hacked up for food, and random getting trapped in snares meant for deer and pigs. 

a country's level of development can be evaluated by the way it treats its animals, no? 



trust has its risks, but i will try my best to live a life that i'm proud of, rather than skulk like some second rate person that let fear take over. 


fingers crossed!


Aug 8, 2013

of weddings and water wars.

another scarily long overdue post. 

shing yi and poh kin got married on the first of june! somehow i find that a very beautiful date. summery and happy. 

at least two other couples i know got hitched that day too! smiles all around. 

here are some pretty pictures of the big day! 

my task for the wedding is basically to create the photo booth and some decor stuff. finished up the photo booth and left all the decor business to grace while i slunked off to bangkok heheheh. 

luckily the youths helped out and we managed to pull everything off. 

morning iz game time! we failed at being ji muis. way too nice, nothing challenging, to the extent the 'heng dais' were shocked and surprised. 

:(
i made these white mice ears for the guys! 

since shing yi's research required lots and lots of mice and she's always talking about the latest mice situation, thought it would be fun to have them all dress up like mice. 

used white hairband from bangkok (RM1 each!) and white felt from daiso to cut, sew, and paste. 

this game is where they're supposed to use a straw to suck all sorts of weird drinks.
two guys to eat these wasabi coated pockies from each end, then then form a heart shape with all the 1cm pieces.

and some other games, but basically, really tame stuff. I feel ashamed for the reputation of challenging jimuis. even the guys were shocked that we "end game" so quickly!

then we rushed off to church for registration and photobooth setup while they went through the tea ceremonies.
i didn't take many pics that day so must post! haha this one is taken as testing for the lighting and all. spot my beautiful handmade L-O-V-E lettering! :D
daniel & jo-ai with their props!

I'm really pleased with the photo booth outcome! shing yi bought a load of instax films and the guests had fun posing with their props.

have to thank chiyan, nicholas, jo-ai, and eugene who helped out with inviting the guests to come over and take pictures, suggesting creative poses to them, making sure no one takes away the photos, and most importantly, ensuring that none of the props disappeared!
here's lucas grimacing from the left, chloe looking serious in her pretty dress, and dorcas holding grumpy baby daniel. 

let the ceremonies begin! 

i love this two so much! and they've been through a lot. everyone is beaming and happy and smiley and just feeling glad for them. poh kin may not be the hottest guy out there, and shing yi being more than 170cm is practically taller than him, i think. but their love is so beautiful and blessed, these things don't really matter in comparison.

jeng jeng. "i promise to be true to you... ... "
"you may kiss the bride!"

the girls all getting ready to "catch the bouquet". mana tau philip koh the master of ceremonies suddenly says that "ONLY GIRLS OLDER THAN 21 CAN GO". LAAME. so almost all of them tak cukup umur haha.
so the guys went for it. kanglim(the blurred one) tried so hard to catch the bouquet, he even asked shing yi to throw 3 more times! *cough kohyanci cough*
the ji muis! we didn't have a proper shot of everyone standing on the grass with beautiful sunlight. sad.

glad to have been part of the day!

this is the wedding planner. with her best pose. sheet yeen really did a great job with the event!

the LOVE got kinda wonky. have to make them sturdier next time. manila card tak boleh pakai. i stressed the WHOLE NIGHT over this wording. tried so many ways to save it but kenot. at the end we just crossed our fingers and hoped it would survive.

it did! barely. heehee.
EEEEEEE. bro and dai sou and tiny JAVENN

time for wedding lunch. these party favours are pretty cute!
they took an awkwardly long period of time getting off the cork. waiter didn't loosen it in advance lol. 
DOUBLE CHINS. TINY DOUBLE CHINS GALORE.  
this will be daniel's last pageboy gig! 
horrible hair sticking to balloons. 

after lunch, we rushed back to church to prepare for the afternoon's youth activity.

IZ WATER WAR.

so basically the cars are bunkers and everyone gets water guns to fill up with food coloring water. so if the white cloth on your shirt is stained, you're out! Jun Yan's holding a different weapon. The blue water stick is sort of booster which shoots a lot more over longer distances. The bad thing is, he can only shoot once, so he just "whoosh" a whole load of water then runs back to refill and repeat. haha
Hock Chuan using his National Service training to lead our group! Bravo indeed
look closely to see the water droplets in the evening sun!
in all, a very tiring and satisfying day. jaw got tired from smiling so much!


and we lived happily ever after.


whee!

TWENTY TWO!

here's a lazy post detailing what happened during my birthday. 

i swear July just sneaked by. it's already Raya! 

and Christmas is less than 4 months away! whoah. 

i'm not sure what to write about my birthday. other than a mandatory obligation to record this in the recesses of the internet (i sound so ungrateful ugh), I guess it's important to reread it in the future and get all teary eyed. 22 weh. 

um. i have this depression complex when it gets to my birthdays, but it's been improving over the years. so i spent my birthday eve going to bed early. HAHAHA. 

and successfully fell asleep.

 until eunice came to wake me up and i WAS SO GRUMPY IT WAS A WONDERFUL SNOOZEFEST then i stomped downstairs and
SANDRA CAME! straight after work she's still in her formal office wear! :') 

with very lovely macadamia cheesecake from Beyond Veggie, Secret Recipe's new vegan foray. 

DELICIOUS. I APPROVE. YUM.

(grace spent the rest of the week eating the whole thing up. i got a tiny slice.)

so i went back to sleep. woke up in the morning to kitchen sounds downstairs.
birthday care package from grace & eunice! they woke up early to make all this for me! best breakfast ever!

plus grace made a really nice card and letter for me. gonna frame it up. some day. 

also:
red velvet and cream cheese attempt by grace! NOM. I APPROVE.

so anyway spent the last sunday night celebrating with the family already, so i just thought that was that. also getting ready to sleep (sorry lah i really love my sleep and it was almost 12!) when liz called! hehehe. so talked on the phone a bit and then grace showed me a video she made of the volleyball gang's wishes.


AND I THOUGHT THAT WAS THAT.


GOODNIGHT.


and then a whole bunch of people came into my room where i was wearing ratty clothes fit for sleeping only and singing birthday songs and i saw liz and nian fong and suzanne and her bf (totally paused for a moment trying to place this guy) and CHIU LING! she was still wearing her workwear (i seem very obsessed with formal wear haha but i totally hate the feeling of wearing formal long after working hours) and so i got teary T.T

and many others came too T.T

here's my present: 
not sure to laugh or cry. hahaha


 went for yamcha after that at Old Trafford and we lived happily ever after. 



birthday celebrations should get smaller and smaller every year. until you're like 80 something then your grandkids suddenly throw huge birthday bashes with ugly pink peach cakes.


huge fat thanks to everyone. i mean it. for coming, for the effort, for your time, for the wishes, for years of friendship, for delicious lunch and breakfasts, for nice cakes.

sorry if i'm a horrible person who doesn't remember your birthday in return.


i really should start changing that.