UnDerEstiMated-OverEstiMating

Today was… a pretty interesting day. It got better and better, but I guess the icing on the cake happened at the end of the day.

My poor mini kopak (kancil yg perasan mini) was half starved, and needed some gas to make it safely home (eceh this is utter exaggeration). So I pit stopped at the usual joint, minding my own business and thinking today was good. After mini kopak was full, I plucked (so not the right word) in the ignition key, almost got to turning it, and waddaya know, the fella right in front of me took off without replacing back the gas pump nozzle, and pulled the poor hose out of its sockets. It lay helplessly on the ground, just like a snake wounded.

The guy immediately halted in the car’s track, and jumped out of his car, eagerly inspecting the damage done.

Yeah people, it was a guy!

So humans are a tad careless, and will now and then drop their guards and become, somewhat, mortal. The guy seemed pretty embarrassed, and was willing to do whatever the station’s master requested.

I tried to erase the cheeky grin flourishing on my chubby cheeks, but I just had to. I grabbed hold of my trusty hp, and immediately dialed my naughty sister. I should have pointed its camera onto the scene and snap a few pictures. It was a relief seeing the tuan punya station laughing away. I was hoping no blood would be spilled just because of a callous mistake. One of the pump attendant was trying to figure how to attach back the hose to its housing on the pump. The scene became a bit of a bore, and deary clouds were hanging maliciously upwards.

So I sprinted back home, trying not to crash onto cars in front of mini kopak.
The car too felt a tad springy, and was an angel to drive. I thank God for letting me home safe, and letting me finish my puasa hutang of past year.

Moral of the story: To err is human, be it man or woman.

I guess I’m still pissed at a KK parlimentarian/dato/something-of-that-kind for proclaiming, "If you cannot fight rape, lay down and enjoy it." He, should be raped. And have his pretty third wife raped in front of him. See how he feels about rape then. Fuck him!

Thank you Khuzai.

I Lap U. And U know that.

I took only 2 hours to compose 3 half a page speeches. Hehe.

It was kinda like a walk back down memory lane. All those ilmu-ilmu PR and protocol gushed outta me onto those poor 3 pieces that I wrote. Whenever I write such speeches, I needed to know the formality of the occasion, who I was writing for, what was the designation, what that person represent, and who might be the potential guests.

But this time around I only had the samples that Khuzai sent me as a guide. I took those samples, read them and extracted the gist of each speech, and mauled it into my own skewered sentences.

2 hours later, ta-da, 3 tah pape speeches ready for perusal of Khuzai.

I wished I could compose lyrics though, just like Drew Barrymore’s character in Music & Lyrics. Gile cool. She puts heart & soul into it, and the product feels sincere & engaging. Not like most songs of modern times, it stank of money odour.

Okeh, enough of mengsengalkan diri.

 "Hey There Delilah"

Hey there Delilah
What’s it like in New York City?
I’m a thousand miles away
But girl tonight you look so pretty
Yes you do
Times Square can’t shine as bright as you
I swear it’s true

Hey there Delilah
Don’t you worry about the distance
I’m right there if you get lonely
Give this song another listen
Close your eyes

Listen to my voice it’s my disguise
I’m by your side

Oh it’s what you do to me
Oh it’s what you do to me
Oh it’s what you do to me
Oh it’s what you do to me

What you do to me

Hey there Delilah
I know times are getting hard
But just believe me girl
Someday I’ll pay the bills with this guitar
We’ll have it good
We’ll have the life we knew we would
My word is good

Hey there Delilah

I’ve got so much left to say
If every simple song I wrote to you
Would take your breath away
I’d write it all
Even more in love with me you’d fall
We’d have it all

Oh it’s what you do to me
Oh it’s what you do to me
Oh it’s what you do to me
Oh it’s what you do to me

A thousand miles seems pretty far
But they’ve got planes and trains and cars
I’d walk to you if I had no other way
Our friends would all make fun of us
and we’ll just laugh along because we know
That none of them have felt this way
Delilah I can promise you
That by the time we get through
The world will never ever be the same
And you’re to blame

Hey there Delilah
You be good and don’t you miss me
Two more years and you’ll be done with school
And I’ll be making history like I do
You’ll know it’s all because of you
We can do whatever we want to
Hey there Delilah here’s to you
This ones for you

Oh it’s what you do to me
Oh it’s what you do to me
Oh it’s what you do to me
Oh it’s what you do to me
What you do to me.

They changed the name… A.G.A.I.N

Funny la… From Bahasa Malaysia, to Bahasa Melayu, to Bahasa Malaysia… A.G.A.I.N

No wonder the said language’s status seems to drop… no… slide seems to be more precise… out to oblivion. The biggest sacrifice of the Malay race for national unity kunun. Pehhh. I think the biggest sacrifice we ever did was following our leaders to their death. We bled and sweat for our nation’s independence. That’s the best sacrifice there is.

Besides, if you really, really want to connote the language as Bahasa Malaysia, you have to integrate all the ~lah’s, lu’s, gua’s, thambi’s, kalu’s, Samy Vellu’s vocab, and the superb unique integration of the different tongues in Malaysia. We can’t simply take the formal, mundane, grammar-full Bahasa Melayu as the universal language here. The fact is, that language is O.N.L.Y used in formal and having-a-gun-barrel-staring-into-your-eyes kind of situation.

It is the Malay’s language, but it is widely used throughout this country. I don’t see the change in the naming of the language to induce people to suddenly change tongues and integrate it in their daily routine.

English is widely used throughout this world, but I don’t see the English people blabbering about changing its name to Bahasa Dunia.

Duhhhhh.

Selamat Hari Merdeka ;P