I am at peace with the world, and it with me.. (I hope)

The moment has finally come, the moment we've all been waiting for. Well, at least the moment I've been waiting for, but I speak for all of us now. Our emotional endeavours have finally come to a nice halt filled with optimism, complacency, relief and, in today's world, some even consider happiness.

As much as I would like to suggest that Steve Jobs has come up with an OS that also generates food and free money, or that John Frusciante has re-bonded with the Red Hot Chili Peppers, which of course, no such attempt has been made to make these things possible yet. The latter is a fact I'm still pining over, but I guess the show must go on. Which is what all artists respectfully practice. And Anthony Kiedis, being one of the music industry's most profound individuals, along with RHCP bassist, Flea, have finally decided to push on and give me some peace of mind this 30th of August. I am definitely with you!!

The Red Hot Chili Peppers are born again.  I wouldn't consider this a brand new start, even though Frusciante has been replaced by Josh Klinghoffer. (Pine, pine, pine) It's more like picking up from where they've left off, maintaining their style, yet making the evolution of their music unmistakably prominent. Finally, the 21st century will remember the meaning and the real, distinctive sound of Funk.

Here's their new single, "The Adventures of Rain Dance Maggie". The link will lead you to their official site and all you have to do is click play to hear it. They've just released the tour dates and locations. annnndddddd also the track-listings for "I'm With You". Can't wait for the other 13 tracks to be out next month!!! EEEEeeeeekkkk!!!!

I'm going to be rational and mature about Josh playing OVER DISTORTED solos, and say... sure, I'll learn them anyway. Well apparently, one of the guitars that he plays is a Sunburst Tele, of which, according to some speculation online, was gifted to him by Frusciante himself. So, because of this, I will be patiently waiting and will be expecting only the best. Or else...
NOOOOooooo no no no no!!! No or else... I'm going to buy the album anyway.

"I'm With You" album cover.

Ba Da BOOOOOMMM!!!!

Finally!!!! The world is soooo much sweeter with internet!!!
If you're trying to figure out which company to go with... TM Unifi is HIGHLY recommended by me :)

Right.. First things first.... WHAT THE (&^^&$%$^&(**&@@#%^&!!!!!!?????? Explosion in the building next to mine?! Not only did it blast itself out of proportion, but the impact was sooooo great, my door blasted open and sent us scurrying like ferrets trying to get to the nearest exit. It was Mother's Day when this happened, so I had my parents over for dinner. Suddenly we heard a massive BOOM and my door came flying open, breaking the lock in the process. Without thinking, we ditched everything (including the yummy nachos we were having for starters) and just ran out the door and started down the stairwell.
"Are you mad?!" is what I'd like to say to the people who taught us not to bring anything with us during an emergency. That was what I stuck to, and that was such a bad idea. Like anyone with common sense in the case of an explosion, we took the stairs. (Yes, we ran 17 floors down the stairs, I happen to be on the same level as the unit "En Flambe" in the building next to us.) Anyway, bad bad idea to ditch your shoes. We all ran barefoot except for my head-locked-on-shoulders dad.. and little did we know, the whole stairwell was covered in glass, floor after floor after floor. It felt like we were running for a long time. At one point, when it felt like we had reached the bottom, I looked up and saw the number "8" on the wall... and was like OMG... 8 more floors to go. We're gonna die. In my head, all I could think about was GET OUT GET OUT!!! IT SHOULDN'T TAKE THIS LONG TO GET OUT!!! and also what the bejeeeeebus could've caused this havoc??!! What could cause a 33 story building to have all the windows in the stairwell shattered?! I was filled with fear, desperation, tears, and in between all those things, ANGER, because of how the property value would decrease. Adding on to that fruitful experience, when we reached the ground floor, it was pitch BLACK, so instinctively I took a left after the exit point. Thank GOD we ended up in the loading bay.. FRESH AIR FINALLY.. I looked out at the whole scenario, and all I could see was glass. EVERYWHERE. and people screaming and running for their life. I remembered to trod carefully over the glass... and to step on it, and not to swish my foot against any of the edges. So we ran past the guardhouse and onto the road, looked up, and finally I understood what had happened, Standing tall above up was the fiercest and the biggest fire I've ever seen in my life. It wasn't just burning, it looked like what I would imagine the fires of hell would be, it was reaching out from its side trying to burn every single thing that it could touch.
Despite all the glass in my foot, I had tears down my cheeks just praying no one was in there and that no one was hurt. Without wasting another second just in case it were to collapse, we jumped into a cab and summoned it straight to my auntie's house as none of us had our keys with us. Here's the newspaper article to answer any of the questions you have in your head. My apartment is just next to that tree.
http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2011/5/9/nation/8645263&sec=nation
Below are pictures of the aftermath I took early this morning. 

 Stairwell Windows

 Taken from my corridor

White wash in your eye???

Right, firstly, IT WASN'T ME!!!!!
Can't believe my last post was in January!! Hmmmm.. How do I explain this.. lets just say, a train of events have strutted through my life and left me dry with no internet connection. Actually, it left me with no internet connection and computer for these few months.
Although, not all is bad, good things have had a brief appearance in these past couple of months.
Finally got my keys to the new pad. That's where my reason for no internet connection fits in. With no power yet, I had to sit on the hard, cold marble floor and watch hours and hours of different batches of people coming in to install essential things like.. the lights, fans, cupboard doors, washing machine pipes (which is still driving me mad), and the bed of course!!!
Decided to go for a rattan themed living room, so that cost me an arm and a leg. Or maybe 2 legs. Speaking of installing, half of my kitchen is still in boxes. I'm just waiting for all the festivals to be over so people actually start working.

Daunting event 2 would have to be the rise and fall, and the rise and fall again of my dear laptop. I kinda realised my track pad wasn't working. Percussive repair (a forceful fist to its touch sensitive surface) kind of revived it now and again. Nevermind, it's something I can live with. So I carry on with my normal daily life.. and one day after the famous Macintosh DING (completely distorted and slightly flat as my speakers are long gone), a folder with a question mark on it appeared smack in the center of the blue screen. The only understanding I had of this strange image, was folder (My hard drive) and the big "?" (nothing inside). Calmly, I closed the laptop as I took a long deep breath, hoping this was just some ancient Egyptian hieroglyphic character that is useless in today's society. Convincing myself that it was, I lifted the screen for the second time. And there was that bloody thing flashing in my face!!!!  >>> Fast forwarding to Low Yat Plaza >>>>
Had to buy a brand new hard drive, because guess what??? everything was wiped out. Like I said, there is always a silver lining. Bringing in my laptop made perfect sense in the world of coincidences, because when the mac dude took out my battery to replace the hard drive, the battery was completely swollen and would have probably blown me into smithereens if I hadn't taken my laptop in.. and the nice man installed the new Snow Leopard OS X for me :) Anyhooo, couldn't afford a new battery just yet, so I had to settle with my laptop getting its power straight from a power point. Which is fine.
One fine day, I plug the adapter into the socket, and waited for the "charging" green light to come on... IT NEVER CAME!!!! It just never came :(  So this will lead on to - expedition at the Mac shop no. 2.
And Jesus, besides having to argue with the salesman what model MY macbook is, a nonchalant looking 60 watt 3 pin power adapter with magnet as the connection tool cost me RM300.


Let"s not talk about the other unfortunate incidences which have strayed me away from updating this page. Let's just say, high delusional fever, bad food and extremely bad tummy aches, which led to a treat : weight loss. NO LONGER WILL I HAVE TO RUN THE HILLS OF AMPANG AGAINNN!!!

Why Are We Waiting???

Life in Malaysia is great.. just great. As you never know what to expect on a day to day basis. It’s flourished with amazement and oooohh!! Don’t even get me started about the weather. It swallows you in and spits you out by surprise, some may even consider it similar to a roller coaster ride.

Take 2 : Without sarcasm..

Since all these astounding things are constantly rotating around us, sometimes, it’s hard to keep up. That is why.. all the birds in town, follow you…. Just kidding. That is why we need a constant in our lives. Something that weighs down your sanity to make sure you’re not firing away like a loose cannon.

Now, the constant that we Malaysians have is waiting. WAITING.. WAITING.. and more WAITING… No matter what you do, who you meet, where you go, you have to wait. According to my recent survey (on myself) revolving around my daily activities, which consists of going to work, coming home from work, going to the supermarket, going to visit friends who live in silly places like Petaling Jaya, or sometimes if I’m lucky, a meeting on the other side of town. I realized that I spend more time in my car than actually getting things done. Which I guess all of us have come to terms with. Jump in any one of your friend’s cars and you’ll find out why. The backseats are probably draped with 10 different types of magazines, kacang and snacks in the glove compartment, Sudoku books and of course, lets not forget the fancy “throne” for our mobile phones that are most of the time angled perfectly to our desired line of sight, so that we don’t hit the wrong point when playing Tap Tap Revenge 2. We know it’s coming, hence the preparation. Some may even choose to have their car activities on rotation and even with a combination. OK, Monday, I’m gonna read my KL Lifestyle magazine at 5:46pm because then I’ll be in the middle of a circus on Jln Tun Razak, then open one bag of the kacang at 6:00pm as I head into the 2^nd underpass, and thank god I brought my suede cleaner so I can clean my shoes for tomorrow’s meeting at 6:19pm just before I hit the AKLEH, and BOOM! 7:00pm, I’ll be home just in time for dinner. Fabulous.

If it’s not on the road, it’s waiting for a friend, waiting at GH, waiting for our fantastic broadband service to open the next page on Firefox, waiting for food (this is sometimes inflicted by choice), or for the nice parking spot right next to the elevators, or for a colleague, or even worse, for a colleague that is of a higher rank than you that INSISTED the meeting be at 0900 hours SHARP, and at 10:30am, he’s on his way (which means just left home) or stuck in traffic (which also means just left home). AND the worst one of all, everyone nonchalantly assumes that our peers have what we call “Malaysian Timing” and then end up waiting for one another at the specified location.

More often than not, each rendezvous point has a certain time line, and because of that, the same meeting may have to be held at 2 or sometimes 3 at different locations. Say the original point is at Pelita’s on Jln Ampang, but Mr. Yap has to be at Hard Rock Café (on a Tuesday morning??!!) in the next half an hour. This is when a mass text message is sent out to inform the latecomers of the new meeting point. It stops here if you’re lucky.

For those of you fortunate ones who have reliable and punctual friends, there’s still no escaping!! I believe the universe is made with a fair amount of balance. So it’s either one or the other. If you have nice, punctual friends or co-workers, the rush hour traffic will start right outside your door. And if you don’t have a license or a car, or simply choose not to drive, you still have to wait for the bus.