Posting Saja-saja Nak Kacau Orang

Recently, I wrote 2 postings about being betrayed by a friend. I didn’t elaborate on the ‘whats’ and the ‘whys’ and the ‘hows’, but I suppose, he/she who ate the chilli would feel the heat.

Okay, no such idiom in English, I know. Don’t complain.

Then, one fine morning- last Sunday to be exact, I received a text message from another friend asking me if I wrote about her in 2 of my previous postings. Instinctively my gut-reaction was, kau makan chilli ka?

Suffice to say, I was a wee bit miffed to have to layan orang perasan pagi-pagi Ahad ni.

Apparra….!

I don’t care if it’s post-natal paranoia or hubby poisoning your brain or whatever… if you didn’t do it, jangan perasan la woi!!!

And if for some reason you still haven’t makan chilli yet today, let me confirm, yes, this posting is indeed about you, N.

MUAHAHAHAHA!


(I suspect somebody will not be speaking to me for a while after today …..)

Chatty Kitty

Last weekend, my kitties were begging me to let them play outside. I refused to do that as it was going to rain. Undaunted, Mopster kept following me around the house, running here and there wherever I moved, climbing on shelves and TV cabinet just to look me in the eyes so that she could ask me in her own cute little ways to let her out. Sighing, I picked her up and sat down on the sofa, holding her against my chest so that her face is level with mine.

“Why do you wanna go out so much? You should stay indoors. You can play with your toys. If you go outside, you’ll eat grass, and then you throw up. That’s not good.”, I talked to Mopster like a mother would to her child.

“So, why don’t we just stay indoors? Ok, Mopster? We just play in here, ok?”, I asked repeatedly, as if she was ever gonna say yes.

But boy, was I taken aback… for I could’ve sworn Mopster shook her head and said *“AMMAU!!!”

*Ammau: a childlike version of ‘tak mau’.

Obama-rama

As I sat in my office reading everything I could find online on Obama, I couldn’t help but be amazed at how it is celebrated all over the world, this historic win of his. Of course, it is understandably a huge piece of news, for this new President-elect for the U.S of A is unlike any that they have had before, least of all, the current babbling, choking-on-pretzel President.

I understand the massive celebrations held in Kenya, as well Indonesia, for Obama has some connections to those parts of the world. But for the rest of us, particularly Malaysia, why are we celebrating so much?

I suppose, the lot of us celebrate because there is a certain sense of “if he can do it, we can do it too” feel. Given our own current political climate, many of us need to believe that things are going to change here too. Maybe that’s why we celebrate—because it brings hope. But let’s not go overboard, shall we? Obama is after all, an American President-elect, not Malaysian PM. To say that things are going to change here following his win is too much of a stretch. Granted, we all want things to change in our own backyard, but that’s probably not going to happen so soon. So, let’s just work together to find solutions to our current issues and try to make a little bit of difference each day. Change doesn’t come overnight, so perseverance is crucial.

At the same time, we also hope that Obama lives up to global expectations and be the kind of U.S President that will lead his country in a less arrogant way when dealing with other countries, including ours. Enough of the rhetoric, let us just wait and see what this guy can actually do.

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At the breakfast table today, I heard some idiots proclaiming that Obama has a Malaysian connection too, and that for such reason, we must embrace him as our saviour.

PUHLEEEEEESE..!!!

The fact that his Indonesian step-sister (or half-sister, I dunno!) married a Canadian Chinese with Malaysian-born parents does not make him one of us lah bongok!!

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I have to admit, Obama’s win inspires me somewhat, although it may not be in any way political or anything remotely connected to America and its policies.

On my way to work today, inspired to make a change for myself, I resolved to start up my own firm, instead of working for some idiots like I have been doing for many many years now. Hopefully, not having to answer to a sheep, or any other dodo out there who stresses the crap out of me on a daily basis will make me a better person in every sense of the word.

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I shall be saying bye-bye to this stinking place very soon, and into a new and exciting world of self-employment. I thank Obama for inspiring me to take this step.