Argh I know you are compelled to watch very bad idiotic, un-funny movies like this.
NO!
please don’t make me watch it.
i don’t even want to watch it on dvd.
puhwees.
mows?
i dowandowandowandowandowandowandowandowandowandowandowandowan
If you make me, I swear I will stab the Macbook screen with a pencil.
That new unity song we’re apparently so proud of?
At the risk of sounding bloody unpatriotic - I hate it. I really think it sucks.
When I first heard hitz.fm pimping it to death, I was hoping that it would amount to something worthwhile.
Collaboration of big names. Singers and non-singers. 120 people. Nobody was paid.
A patriotic song that promotes racial unity.
I was curious loh. But I wasn’t expecting the sky. And when the song finally hit the airwaves, in the first 5 seconds I was like “THIS is it? This is the thing that everybody’s so damn proud of which took a month to create?”
When the song finally ended, all I could muster was a “huh?”
The lyrics didn’t make sense. How does it relate to hope and unity? “The song has shadows in its lyrics”. Ooo-kay. Maybe the makna tersirat was buried too deep for me to get it. Maybe I’m just too shallow to appreciate poetry. Maybe the song was not meant for thick people like me to appreciate. Har I don’t know lah. But I just wasn’t feeling it, dawg.
The melody was uninspiring and bland. The chord progressions just didn’t work for me, it sounded off. Yeah so you have Jaclyn tarik-ing all her notes and sounding like all gospel-like but… so what? It felt, plastic. Like it was just cut and pasted in there to make it sound bigger that it really is. It feels one dimensional and fake. Like they tried a little too hard or too much to make everything gel together but it just didn’t stick.
It didn’t move me loh. I wasn’t inspired. I wasn’t touched. No tears in my eyes. No soaring in my heart.
Most of all. There were no goosebumps. You know a song is great and emotionally gets to you when you get goosebumps. The last song which gave me goosebumps was when David Cook tarik-ed that one note on Chris Cornell’s version of Billie Jean.
Do you remember We Are the World? THAT gave me goosebumps. THAT is a perfect example of one heckuva excellent collaboration and seamless integration of the unique styles of some of the biggest names back then. We are the world! We are the children! We are the ones who make a brighter day. So let’s start giving!
So simple! So meaningful!
Even the newer cover version of What’s Going On for the Artists Against AIDS was good. It didn’t quite give me goosebumps, but the song reached out to me. It made sense. Mother, mother, there’s just too many of you crying…. It’s a song I would listen to it over and over again.
Okay before I’m being accused of worshipping our penjajah too much, let’s give a local example. I really, really hate to admit to this but I thought that very old patriotic song, Inilah Basiran Kita, was very moving. Do you remember this? That guy singing with his loud booming voice, backed by the beating of the drums.
Inilah barisan kita,
Yang ikhlas berjuang.
Siap sedia berkorban,
Untuk ibu pertiwi!
Sebelum kita berjaya,
Jangan harap kami pulang!
Inilah sumpah pendekar kita,
Menuju medan bakti!
Andai kata kami gugur semua,
Taburlah bunga di atas pusara.
Kami mohon doa,
Malaysia berjaya!
Semboyan telah berbunyi,
Menuju medan bakti!
Everytime the song is played it compels me to stop whatever I’m doing, stand straight up and salute our warriors who are going to die defending our tanahair. So simple. So real. So effective.
But this new song feels a bit, messy, disorganised and disjointed. Let’s throw in everything we know which symbolizes unity and muhibbah into a song and make it BIG. How to go wrong, right?
Races which symbolizes our nation. Check.
Multiple languages. Check.
Jaclyn Victor. Check.
Rap verse. Check.
Haih. I don’t know lah. I really really wanted to like the song. I tried, but I just couldn’t.
More than anything, it actually sounds a little self-indulgent.
Well, maybe it’s just me lah. Everybody else seems so proud of it.
I love Kilkenny! It’s absolutely yummy! It’s the only stuff on tap which I will gladly consume without having to suppress the urge to gag. That and Hoegaarden on tap, which is very rare. The creaminess of the foam complementing the slight bitterness of the liquid brown ale is absolutely mmm-mm. It’s my comfort drink. Something I look forward to having in the evenings after work to wind down. Plonk my ass on the bar stool. Order a pint. Fidget until the pint finally comes. Taste the first sip of the creamy, slightly bitter ale. Feel the warmth spread slowly from the top of my scalp to my toes. Take another big gulp or two or three. Smile. Ahhhh. It’s like having a cup of hot dark chocolate with marshmallow in front of a fireplace on a snowy winter. But with the buzz. And a lighter wallet.
But it’s WORTH IT.
Until I find out that some places actually have the NERVE to fucking water it down which totally HULKRAGES me.
WATER IT DOWN. WTF. Motherfuckers. Do you know how awful Kilkenny tastes watered down? It tastes like water that came out of a 100 year old rusty pipe which leaves a nasty aftertaste reminding me of blood.
So go screw yourselves, all you lying, cheating assholes for charging me about RM30 bucks on a pint of desecrated shit you pour into a Kilkenny glass and try to pass off as a Kilkenny.
A curse on you! May your bartenders leave you. May your orders of booze always be delayed and you’re forced to explain why a bar doesn’t have booze to very unhappy and thirsty patrons. May your patrons be unruly drunks who loves a brawl and breaks all your furniture. May your servers never be honest and still all your money from the cashier. May a freaking asteroid fall right on top of your shop. May a trailer carrying logs ram into your damn shop in the middle of the night. May your kitchen get so infested with rodents and roaches that the authorities force you to close down.
I know some establishments that does this.
The Apartment.
Laundry. (but their happy hour Kilkenny is RM20 NETT so I’ll still go sigh.)
Work In Progress.
LOWLIFE SCUM DARE TO CHARGE ME FULL FUCKING PRICE FOR WATERED DOWN DRINKS!
I know there are more and I swear upon my hamster’s grave that every time I find another place which fucking WATERS DOWN MY Kilkenny I will put a hex on it and update this post with its name for all to see.
I bet you know some places which water down your tapped booze. Do us all a favour by listing them down here and put a hex on them too, kthx.
Meanwhile, I heard there’s a place that offers Kilkenny for RM17 nett. Going to check it out tonight, and it bloody hell better NOT be watered down or I’ll TURN GREEN AND HULKSMASH THEM WITH MY BARE HANDS.
See ya!
Updated:
- GRRRRR. There’s no fucking Kilkenny at Sid’s Place, what more Kilkenny at RM17. The idiot who thought there was must’ve been drunk out of his bloody mind. I hate you. You really suck. No not you, your friend. Grrr. Hulksmash his car.
- Please list places (in Malaysia) which don’t water down their grog too. We need to know! I think Finnegan’s doesn’t, though it’s fucking expensive.
-HOLY FUCK. GAB is responsible for bringing KILKENNY IN. OMG. PLEASE. INVITE ME TO COME DRINK AT YOUR BREWERY PARTIES PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE.
Many things pisses me off when I’m driving.
Idiots who don’t use their indicators
Suicidal rempits
Roadhogs
Fuckers who are on the phone AND driving VERY slowly on the fast lane
Another species of people who really pisses me off while I’m driving are fucktards like this this Proton Waja driving ballmuncher who had the audacity to wind down the window while driving up the slope to throw out not just one, or two but a whole fucking handful of used tissues out of his damn window.
Seriously what the fuck can’t wait until you’ve parked your car then take the damn tissues out with you to dispose them off properly into a rubbish bin? Your car will combust if you didn’t throw out those tissues immediately? The tar road will open up and swallow you whole? Your dick would fall off? Your pet dog will die? Your future grandchildren will be born without backsides? You’re a retard? What? What exactly was the urgency which forced you to dispose the tissues out of your car window while you were driving? WHAT? I really can’t think of any plausible reasons that will make your littering OKAY.
Are you going to argue with me that oh it’s okay because tissues are biodegradable? So if I threw a whole truck load full of apple cores, banana peels, rotten eggs, spoiled vegetables, dead bloody chicken, used tissues, pig innards and shit into your garden – it would be okay right? It’s organic what. Biodegradable. They’ll all eventually disintegrate and become one with the earth. I’m doing you a favour by fertilising your SOIL, right? Asshole.
Seriously, if you’re NOT going to dump rubbish all over your house then don’t fucking dump rubbish all over the streets. As if this country is not your home? As if you don’t give a shit what your children will grow up in? You look old enough to have children. What the fuck are you teaching them? That the world is your rubbish dump? Would it be okay for your kids to throw their shit (literally) all over your house? If not, then WHY IS IT OKAY TO DUMP SHIT ALL OVER THE STREET YOU FUCKING UNCIVILISED UNEVOLVED MORON.
Walk into an exposed manhole, asswipe. May birds let loose wet diarrhea all over your fucking car every single time you park it in an open-air carpark .
1. Sorry no updates until yesterday. Actually it’s not like it bothers you since my traffic is almost non-existent to begin with. Monday was a public holiday and I had no internet connection on Tuesday. Yes, I’ve officially transferred to a new division. PC wasn’t up, LAN not up, no emails, nothing. Feeling a little out of touch, since I get most of my news online these days. I don’t suppose I’ll be doing any concrete work this week. Brain turning into mush from being bored. Say, if you must choose only one, what would recommend if I’d like to read a book on advertising or a copywriting for my own interest?
2. Apparently my domain name will expire in 30 days if I don’t cough up RM55 to renew it. Suddenly feel like I can’t be bothered and am thinking about moving back to Blogspot or something. What are your thoughts on this?
3. Apparently some companies have banned their employees from accessing to this website for “malicious” content. WHY. WHY DO YOU DO THIS TO ME? I AM BUT A SMALL TINY HARMLESS CUTE LITTLE BLOG. WHY DO YOU BAN MY READERS FROM WANTING TO READ MY BLOG? I ONLY HAVE FIVE FREAKING READERS. FIVE. LEAVE THEM THE FUCK ALONE. Actually, some divisions of my own company also banned this url. Hooray.
4. How was your weekend? I can’t seem to recall how mine was, let’s see. On Friday I attended a pretty poshy watch event. People were pretty nice and friendly too! Checked out the watches and had to fall in love with the one that the marketing girl was wearing only to find out that it is no longer available. As if I can afford it anyway, haha. Good food at Flam’s. Buried my face in at least about half a dozen of fresh oysters which was absolutely yum. The free-flow of wine is always a good thing. I never ever had foie gras before and that night was my first time. It was nothing short of delicious and creamy, if force-fed duck’s liver can ever be called creamy. It’s not something you can eat everyday without feeling terrible for the fowl and too much of it can be a bit sickening. The steak was delish – just slightly short of my steak experience in Avanti and Jack’s (next to Victoria Station). And I had to go before they served dessert. 
Thanks, K! Want to see pictures of pretty looking, and very expensive time pieces including pictures of me looking dumpy? Click here.
5. Saturday was… I didn’t do much on Saturday, which was a nice change. Stayed home, spent time with my mum and in our quest of grinding our brains into mush, watched tones of old DVDs. View From the Top. Devil Wears Prada. Bridget Jones. 27 Dresses. View from the top was enjoyable. Devil Wears Prada was good. I will always have a soft spot for Bridget Jones, and 27 Dresses was some good fun eventhough I still don’t really fancy the Grey’s Anatomy’s girl. I realize that every girl and her mother digs the series and that Damp fellow, but I really loath Grey’s Anatomy and think it overrated. Give me that old shabby grumpy cynical House anytime.
6. Sunday… Woke up early for brunch at Mum’s Place @ Damansara Perdana. Quaint, family-friendly Nyonya restaurant WITH A BAR. Any restaurant WITH A BAR is by default my kind of restaurant. After brunch, went on a crusade to look for cloth dye because I had ruined my beautiful RM160 odd Cheap Monday black denim skinnies which I had bought from Wondermomo and only worn like 3-4 times by leaving the tap run overnight (by accident), thus leaving a huge ugly discoloured spot on the pants. No amount of swearing at the heavens was going to bring it back unless I do something about it. So I did. Bought two tubs of Dylon dyes, hoping it would work. And guess what? It did.
7. Another wedding to go for this weekend. Goodbye money.
8. This new LCD at work is sorta kinda giving me an uncomfortable feeling. It makes my eyes feel tired, and even gives me a slight headache. The fonts don’t look sharp. Even when I type them on emails, or a Word document it looks blurry, and the words are not… full. Why? This sucks. It’s starting to really piss me off.
That’s it, for now. Laters!
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