Tuesday, October 31, 2006

Gangsterism in Malaysian Blogosphere

You think only Malaysian schools are affected by this? Even in Malaysian blogsphere, people bully each other. They step on each other's toes (or tails, meowwwwww), pick fights, back stab, gossip, complain about this and that among so-called elites (while I do not recognise this word, I'm using it for want of a better word) about so-and-so, bla bla bla the list goes on.

One wonders how come these people are soooo free to go around busy-bodying. People call them "mo liu", which means, "have nothing better to do." Or to be crude, "Waiting to defecate after a meal".

So, how to fend off these bullies?

Just create a list of Friends' Blogs and link up to Malaysian Blogosphere tai kor(s) (e.g. Kenny Sia) and tai kar che(s) (e.g. ChanLilian), as many heavyweights as possible.

In Friends' list, ok? Blogrolling just doesn't have the same effect.

Or you can hire bodyguards. Maybe someone large in size can frighten off these bullies, e.g. Fat4, or a martial arts exponent, e.g. Shaolin Tiger GGGrrr

One would need bodyguards as these bullies sometimes come to your domain and steal your stuff and use it like it's their own. Very convenient indeed, very good fit, hor?

Sometimes there are gang fights when these leaders try to expand their territory. And their underlings will also be deeply involved, rooting for their leader.

All these are done with words, of course. After all, the pen keyboard is mightier than the sword.

Just because people are separated by screens, doesn't mean they are not human and have no feelings or emotions. The problem with blogging is that people are too free to voice out, without sieving their words. It's like the floodgates are suddenly opened. The Chinese call this, "Speaking without passing through the big brain."

A word of advice from mini me, go get a life and don't be too wrapped up in blogging. Fighting online is definitely not worthy of your time.

Monday, October 30, 2006

Blogging Meme

I saw this meme in The Reflector so I thought I'd do it, out of boredom.

1. Are you happy/satisfied with your blog, with its content and look? Does your family know about your blog?
I'm satisfied with the look but not the content, but after a few months, the layout looks kinda worn.

2. Do you feel embarrassed to let your friends know about your blog or you just consider it as a private thing?
I consider this blog as private, otherwise I would have displayed my name and photos for all to see.

3. Did blogs cause positive changes in your thoughts?
No, in fact, it taught me a lot of bad things, especially foul words.

4. Do you only open the blogs of those who comment on your blog or you love to go and discover more by yourself?
I go surfing for blogs when I have time.

5.What does visitors counter mean to you? Do you care about putting it in your blog?
Oh yes, I have it, just to gauge the topics readers like. Now I know what they like :-)

6. Did you try to imagine your fellow bloggers and give them real pictures?
Sometimes, but I'm always way off the mark and get disappointed hehehe

7. Do you think there is a real benefit for blogging?
Yes, it allows freedom of expression.

8. Do you think that bloggers society is isolated from real world or interacts with events?
It was but not anymore as it's now recognised as a form of media too.

9. Does criticism annoy you or do you feel it's a normal thing?
It's normal, we can't please everyone all the time.

10. Do you fear some political blogs and avoid them?
No fear. In fact I do read some political blogs.

11. Did you get shocked by the arrest of some bloggers?
Not shocked.

12. Did you think about what will happen to your blog after you die?
It'll be left to rot.

13. What do you like to hear? What's the song you might like to put a link to in your blog?
I like to listen to all types of music. I would like to put music on my blog, but not to play it by default, but I don't know how (yet).

Sunday, October 29, 2006

Money No Enough

Have you ever felt that you're only going through the motions of life? Wake up early in the morning and rush to work, work that you have lost the passion for, due to office politics, or being unappreciated, or bad boss, and LOW PAY etc.

Unfortunately, you are forced to work despite all these just so you can get the cheque at the end of the month, so that you can service your car/housing loan, or pay off your credit card debt, or whatever, well, you get my drift.

The single thing that can improve my life tremendously is money (Abba's Money Money Money playing in the background).

And I'd feel less guilty if I can provide better food and medication to my monkeys. I'm now spending about MRY350 on food and medication for the two of them per month, and they are still lacking and it's all my fault.

And there's at least another 1.5 years to go to shrug off the 6-figure debt on my back. It's getting heavier and heavier as time goes by.

*sigh* the trials and tribulations of life.

This post was inspired by falling share prices. Who cares if the KLCI hit 990, my share price didn't go up %^#&%)*%);$^#*^*&(^**

Me: I can't sell now. The price is so low.
Remisier: Why not? You lose a bit of commission only mah.
Me: Lose also you ask me to sell? You want your commission issit?
Remisier: I'm afraid it will go lower than your purchase price wor.
Me: I don't care. I'll keep it for my future generation, then!

Actually, I'm trying to finish up a letter that I'm supposed to write in reply to my penpal's letter which arrived in January, 2006, and that's 9.5 months ago but I can't seem to find anything to say to her, and then got distracted by blogging. Bah!

Friday, October 27, 2006

Raw Pain

When there's no time to write an intelligent post, just copy and paste a poetry lor
Why can’t you see
This pain is slowly killing me?
Love can make hearts go mushy,
But wounds are raw like sushi.

Remember the times we shared?
Living on the edge, we dared.
But…you took away happiness,
You’ve no more gentleness.

My world’s pitch black,
I’ve seen too late you’re a cad.
Look what you’ve done to me.
I hate it when on me you pee!

Save me from the pain.
It’s driving me insane!
After all that’s said,
I wish you were dead!
Note: This piece was written by yours truly more than five years ago.

Wednesday, October 25, 2006

TEN Things I Stopped Doing Since Blogging

in random order:

1. Shortwave radio - receiver conflicts with the computer
2. Reading - used to read hundreds of books a year, but now, cannot even finish one page. All I ever read now are blogs... and that's not considered "reading"
3. Newspapers - haven't touched one in moons
4. Write letters, and I mean loooong ones, not short e-mails like what I'm doing now *sigh*
5. Chat online - used to be a permanent fixture in a chat room. Now retired already.
6. Forums - No time to even log in
7. Play Massively-Multiplayer Online Role-Playing Game (MMORPG) - used to play Fairyland all the time


She is now dead :-(

8. Boil phone porridge - no more hours of late night phone chat
9. Watch TV - Only watched Malaysian Idol and One In A Million recently
10. Mow the lawn - this takes 1.5 hours each time just mowing, not taking into consideration sweeping and packing, so I gave it up!

I don't even know if I work slow or if my time management sucks. Anyway, if anyone wants to do this (is it a meme?), drop me a comment. Thank you!

Effort may Fail, But don't Fail to make effort for a better tomorrow.

Monday, October 23, 2006

No Kampung To Balik To

I remember the time when we always looked forward to the holidays, just any kinda break, and we'd hit the road to KL, Klang or Penang. Those were the days where we did everything as a family.

In Penang, we'd have a large house in Jeselton Crescent all to ourselves, where our neighbours were mostly expats who were too far away to bother us. And we'd go shopping in Komtar or go to the beach and eat and eat and eat.

In KL, we stayed in a residential area called Overseas Union Garden and also spent alot of time just shopping. I don't remember much about eating in KL. Maybe the food lauyah? :-)

I remember once I went into a gents in Sungai Wang Plaza. THAT was eye-opening.

And we always bought some kinda trinket or whatever and we'd take to school and show off to our classmates in our cowtown, and go, "Bought in KL, you know?!?"

Then the matriarch of the family relocated and there was no cause to travel anymore, since she's just a few streets away.

It's been almost 20 years since I've been to KL and almost 10 years since touching Penang soil. Surprising to many, but nowadays I only do stuff when it's absolutely necessary.

I'd like to take this opportunity to wish all Hindu readers a belated Happy Deepavali and Muslim readers, Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri.

Saturday, October 21, 2006

I Don't Need This Kinda Shit

I've had numerous people ask me why don't I put my monkey to sleep. I think I have answered this same question for the past 5 - 6 years, although my monkey has been epileptic since nine months old and he's going to turn 12 years old in three weeks' time.

Do you think one should kill a person just because he can't walk? Can you kill a child just because he is epileptic? I don't think so. Why can't I apply this same logic on my monkey?

As recent as a month before my friend passed away, he said to me straight to the point, "Kill him." That did not warrant a response and I forgive him. But really, I don't need this kinda shit on top of everything else.

I know people mean well, they even pity me but how dare they say such things? I guess they will never understand me. They don't know what is important to me. Nobody will understand why I have devoted half my life to my monkeys. I may complain, I may curse, but nobody knows my real deep seated feelings.

Pet lovers always band together and I have found friends who are very understanding towards my predicament. Naturally, they also have pets of their own and these animals are not just pets, they are part of the family unit. And writing this piece I just realised that these friends have pets who live in the house, just like mine.

Does one eradicate another member of a unit just because he is the weakest link?

After so many years, I told myself to be prepared for the time my monkeys are no longer around, but after the recent bout of illnesses, when I thought their time is up it hurts so much, I am definitely not prepared to let them go at all.

Truth be told, dying is a natural process of living but the road to death is the one I fear.

Thursday, October 19, 2006

The "Me, Myself & I" Meme

I've been tagged by _butt for this "Me, Myself & I" meme. This is a second tag from her. It's not easy, cos her blog doesn't allow copy & paste.

Anyway, it's finally done and here it is ;-)

Are you .........
1. A Cuddler?
Only if the cuddlee smells good.

2. A morning person?
Definitely not.

3. A perfectionist?
I've been told I am one.

4. An only child?
I wish.

5. Catholic?
Nope but I believe in and respect all the main religions.

6. In your pajamas?
Not at all. I don't even wear pajamas to bed.

7. Currently suffering from a broken heart?
I don't think so.

8. OK styling other people's hair?
Depends on if I've to use scissors or not.

9. Left-handed?
Right-handed.

10. Addicted my MySpace?
Not at all.

11. Shy around the opposite gender?
Only if that person knows all alot about me.

12. Loud?
Yes when I'm angry, or when I laugh.

Do you:
12-and-a-half. Bite your nails?
Nope.

13. Get paranoid at times?
Always.


14. Currently regret what you have said/done?
Don't think so.

15. Curse frequently when you get mad?
Have been cursing a lot recently.

16. Enjoy country music?
Not really.

17. Enjoy jazz music?
Oh yeah.

18. Enjoy smoothies?
Don't know where to buy this...

19. Enjoy talking on the phone?
Only when I have free time.

20. Have a lot to learn?
Definitely. Learning never ends.

21. Have a pet?
Yes, more than one.

22. Have a tendency to fall for the wrong person?
Maybe.

23. Have all your grandparents died?
All are dead.

24. Have at least one sibling?
More than one.

25. Have been told that you are smart?
Yes, by more than one person.

26. Have had a broken bone?
Nope, thankfully.

27. Have Caller I.D. on your phone?
On my mobile phone.

Have you:
28. Changed a diaper?
Nope.

29. Changed a lot over the past year?
Both physically and mentally.

30. Had friends who have never seen your natural hair colour?
Edited: None of them.

31. Had surgery?
No, touch wood.

32. Killed anyone?
Yes, in my dream.

33. Had your hair cut within the last week?
How about within the last couple of years?

Last person who:
1. slept in bed beside you
I don't kiss and tell.

2. saw you cry.
My pet.

3. went to the movies with you.
My dad, to watch Mission Impossible 3.

4. you went to the mall with.
My dad. I practically go shopping every evening.

5. you went to dinner with.
A group of friends.

6. you talked on the phone.
My remisier.

7. said "I love you" to you and meant it.
Nobody.

8. broke your heart.
Nobody.

9. made you laugh.
Haven't really got a good laugh, small laughs got lah.

Would you rather:
1. Pierce your nose or tongue?
Nose.

2. Be serious or be funny?
Both, but not at the same time.

3. Drink whole or skim milk?
Whole.

4. Die in a fire or drown?
Neither.

5. Spend time with your parents or enemies?
Parents.

About you:
1. What time is it?
6.50pm

2 Name?
I'll pass this.

3. Nickname(s)?
Rapunzel

4. Where were you born?
In a hospital.

5. When is your birth date?
Passing this too.

6. What do you want?
Money.

7. Where do you want to live?
Monte Carlo.

8. How many kids do you want?
Maybe none.

Who to tag?
Nobody. I'm a killer of tags and chain mail.

Wednesday, October 18, 2006

Early Morning Junk SMS

I don't know what's the problem but seems like I'm getting quite a number of Malay SMS that I can't even decipher. I mean, I know the general meaning, but I can't make it word for word.

Those who know me, know I really hate using short forms, even in writing or in chatting. Short forms are only for self-censorship of foul words. The rest all always written in full.

This is because I believe that only the person writing it will know the real meaning of the short form, unless it is "U for You", or something as simple.

Therefore, I write everything in full to avoid misunderstanding and miscommunication.

Last night, or should I say morning at 1.01 am, I received an SMS.

Bg yub hari 19 hari bulan knh mukin nk blik sana. Bang yub nk blik bila. K. Slmat mlm! Trima kasih tlong masuk krd kt knh. Trma kasih bnyak2

I don't know if this gal mistakenly sent it to me, or simply sent it to just any number. I also want people to top up my credit lah... cheh.

It seems like a trend or something. I know a lot of friends who also received something similar, where these Malay worded SMS are randomly sent and late at night too. It's like a malady.

I myself am notorious in sending SMS messages to wrong contacts, but at least these numbers are in my phone directory!

Damn, I don't know what the world has come to. One can read alot of stories in the newspapers where girls just go on a guy's bike, go on joyrides or something and end up being a victim of some bad thingy.

If I seem like talking in circles, I did it on purpose.

Monday, October 16, 2006

Learning To Let Go

Sometimes when I have hang ups in life, I'll remember what a friend has taught me. He told me that there is no point being obsessed with something, when we were born with nothing and we will leave the world with nothing too.

Come to think of it, isn't it true? We were all born naked. Some die naked too. And of course, nobody can take whatever we have accumulated here to the other world.

But, if we have made it good in life, our descendants can burn more paper paraphernalia to us when we die, but non-Taoist will not understand this.

So, I asked my friend, the one who came up with this philosophy, why do you work so hard then? Why do people bust their brains trying to score in exams? Since we came with nothing and will leave with nothing too, why slog like hell, raise a family, buy property, etc.? Why don't we just loiter around in the world?

hahaha I sometimes ask stupid questions that nobody can answer.

Anyway, he told me, it's the satisfaction, the feeling of achieving something out of life.

Errmm I don't think I can comprehend that kinda achievement, since I don't feel like I have achieved anything significant in life. Not as if I invented some life-saving gadgetry or something.

His philosophy doesn't really work for me, but time can lessen my hang ups.

Saturday, October 14, 2006

Paying For Porn

I have a friend who subscribes to a porn website, and I wonder why he needs to pay when there are so many other sites offering free porn pix, free porn video downloads or whatever.

According to him, the pix and videos of the porn actress that he likes is only available on this particular site. Apparently, one girl's p**** is not the same as another.

Is there anyone else who pays for porn? I guess there are many, otherwise there won't be so many porn sites around.

I absolutely DO NOT understand these people. Why need to pay? Go get them free. Why? Why? Why?

/end of rubbish post. Will be back in a day or two.

Thursday, October 12, 2006

When Weirdos Chat

Me: Sarang is "Love" in Korean.
Him: I know. Sarangey (I love you).
Me: CHOII!!!!!
Him: ..........

Him: This window is showing your name wor.
Me: Why so scary wan?
Him: Did you put your name on profile or not?
Me: I did but I changed it already.
Him: You mean that was not your real name?
Me: You know my real name wat. If I wanted to put a fake name, I'd have put a more glamorous name like Calista or Rapunzel la.
Him: ..........

Him: Where have you been lately?
Me: No where la. So busy, pangsai also no time.
Me: Is this chat window showing my real name or ID?
Him: Name.
Me: Real name or what??
Him: Boh Pang Sai.
Me: ..........

Him: Why you so negative wan?
Me: Of course I'm HIV negative mah.
Him: ..........

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Fried Sperm Recipe for the Perverts

During my 3-week hiatus from blogging last month, apart from my two loyal readers, all the traffic I ever got was from people searching for the keywords "fried sperm" or "sperm recipe" all thanks to my post on Sex Is Zero, Fried Sperm, Anyone?

Today, I'm going to satisfy all these perverts with my not-so-original recipes with sperm as the main ingredient. I hope I don't lose my appetite at the end of this post -.-"

Malaysian Spermelette
(with capsicum, Indian onions and elephant garlic)

Ingredients (Serves 3):
40 -50 millilitres of sperm, beaten
1 tablespoon margarine
1 tablespoon olive oil
1 Indian onion, thinly sliced
1 yellow capsicum, thinly sliced
1 green capsicum, thinly sliced
1 red capsicum, thinly sliced
1 clove of elephant garlic, chopped
a pinch of salt and a dash of pepper to taste

Preperation:
1. Heat up the oil in a wok and sauté the Indian onion until golden brown. Remove.

2. Do the same with the capsicums and garlic until the peppers are soft. Remove from heat and allow to cool slightly before adding to sperm.

3. Mix the capsicums and onions to the sperm, just before you're ready to make the spermelette.

4. Melt the margarine in a 9-inch skillet and add the sperm. Stir with a chopstick and cook until the sperm is well browned on the bottom and almost firm on top.

5. Flip the spermelette until the other side is well browned as well.

To Serve:
Serve hot, cut into wedges or wrapped in toasted bread.

Bonus Specialty Recipe
Sperm So Sassy

Ingredients
Cornflakes - crushed (about 1/3 of the box)
Raisins, chopped
1/2 cup fine sugar
80 millilitres of sperm
1 pint whipped cream
Strawberries for trim (cut half)

Perparation:
Spray a 9 x 13-inch pan with non-stick cooking spray.
Sprinkle a light covering of crushed cornflakes on the bottom of the pan.
Spread the chopped raisins on the cornflakes.
Sprinkle 1/2 cup fine sugar over raisins.
Beat the sperm and whipped cream together.
Pour the batter over the raisins.

Bake in an oven for about 45 minutes at 375 degrees or until the sperm is set.

And it is ready to be served in slices.

Note: This is a joke post. Eat at your own risk. I shall not be responsible for any mishaps.

Related post:

Monday, October 09, 2006

Losing 5kg in Four Months

In America, the average adult, man or woman, is almost as large as a low-cost house in Malaysia. Remember Lionel Richie's "She's a Brick House"? Malaysian kids are catching up. Most look like little oil barrels. Must be the fast food.

Last year, my cousin brother who is not even 20 years old yet, enrolled in a slimming programme, and his mom's pocket was lighter by almost RM4,000. He dropped a few kgs, his mom was so darn happy. Soon, he went back to his "original" size and the money went down the drain.


This is 5kg in weight

Today, I will be writing an account of how I lost 5kg within four months. First of all, I need to stress that I am eating normally, not on a diet and have never felt a need to. I am not seriously ill *touch wood* and am not on long term medication.

Subject - Yours truly
Duration - Four months (since June 2006)
Original weight - 51kg
Current weight - 46kg
Cost: FREE

If you have been reading this blog, you'd know that I have been complaining like a broken record that I don't have time for anything. Even before June, 2006 when my monkey fell ill, I already had my hands full with work.

Once my monkey fell ill, extra stress started to pile on me. I had a bout of gastric, which was cured with sticks of Rolaids which I bought from the US (I can't find it in Malaysian pharmacies) and large doses of honey and Glucolin. I also had bouts of flu which took me a long time to recover from. I wrote about these episodes in my previous posts as well.

On the home front, I am the primary care giver to my sick monkey, the fat one, the one who has always been sickly since young. Last month, my other monkey was sick as well. So, I have to take care of not one, but two sick monkeys. Their medicine is all over my table. I have to remember who eats which pills, what dosage and at what time.

In the office, I have to take care of work on three computers. I have to use three because they are in different departments. Every day is OT OT OT. I am not paid extra so I just wish they will tell me, "You're fired!"

Playing hooky is useless because I'll have to catch up on work. Sometimes I just feel like screaming, "STOP delegating work to me!"

Every night, or is it morning, I go to bed at 3am and wake up at 7am. Like my friend told me, "Damn dreams also not here yet!"

Many years ago when I still could read leisurely, I read that Margaret Thatcher and Adolf Hilter only managed 4 hours of sleep a night when they were in office. So, one can really survive with that few hours of sleep, but then they were not awakened by cries or whines and they definitely need not wake up at ungoldly hours between 3 am ~ 7am to wipe urine or shit. On one particularly bad morning, cleaning up took a full hour.

As you can see, I am so very tired, I could fall asleep standing up, like a chicken, which I actually did quite a number of times. And sometimes I feel like I'm suffocating, can't breathe, lack of air... oh wait... it's the haze!

I don't feel like meeting anyone more than necessary when my eyebags require a ton of make up to conceal and I look like a witch with my hair down to my waist because I couldn't find time to get a decent haircut.

With all these on my plate, I have no, no, no, no social life. Zero, none, zilch, nada.

I lost weight, but I didn't say that I'll be in shape or that I'll look pretty doing it. In fact, I look damn haggard now, short-tempered and have been cussing alot. ALOT. ALOT and ALOUD.

I do not recommend this solution to anyone who wants to lose weight. This post is for recording purposes only.

Sunday, October 08, 2006

The Pink Ribbon and Other Colours

Years ago, when Estee Lauder first started the Breast Cancer Awareness Foundation, I got myself a handful of pink ribbons and printed cards with all the information on self breast examination and sent out to my friends. Ahhh those days, I was such a damn busybody haha!

I was not that ignorant to only send to female friends. I also spread the message to my male friends. All men have mothers, sisters, wives or girlfriends too. Moreover, even men can get this dreaded disease. Cancer is getting more and more prevalent it's scary.

Anyway, when I sent out the ribbons to my friends, I remember getting a response from one particular guy who asked me, "Did you know that the pink ribbon is a symbol of homosexuality in Germany?"

I think that since then, as the pink ribbon has been widely accepted in breast cancer awareness campaigns, homosexual groups have adopted the rainbow-coloured ribbon instead.

Red ribbon - by far the most well-known, is used in AIDS awareness campaigns

Purple ribbon - signify the toll of urban violence

Yellow ribbon - to raise awareness for POW/MIA persons, hostages, and human rights and equality movements

Green ribbon - worn by environmental activists, especially those in the entertainment industry concerned about the use of tropical plywood in movie sets

Blue ribbon - promote awareness of crime victims' rights. It has been adopted by the campaign against Internet censorship (online free speech)

Saturday, October 07, 2006

RM5,000 In My Custody For One Year

I've meant to write this ages ago but I keep forgeting and now it's more than two weeks since I have RM5K in my custody.

I can do whatever I want with this money, but I have to return the full sum to the owner by the end of September, 2007.

In "I can do whatever I want", I am supposed to invest it, to grow it, to turn RM5K into maybe RM6K, or RM10K or God willing, maybe even RM1 million.

Who knows a way to grow money? My requirements are very low:

1. No risk
2. Quick and high returns

That's all.

I can keep the profits and I do not have to share or pay interest to the owner of the money.

This is my headache. Does anyone have a solution?

Friday, October 06, 2006

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, Everyone!

Finally, it's mid-autumn festival today. Should have been a month ago, if not for the double seventh-month. It has been so long ago since we finished eating all the mooncakes, pomelos and groundnuts we received from friends and relatives this year.

Having relatives in the restaurant business help alot in getting free mooncakes
hehehe

Spent the past week just eating and eating and sitting around until my bum also looks round round like the pomelo :S

Chinese has this super dumb tradition of giving "buah tangan" to friends, relatives and acquantainces during such festivities and the other party reciprocate with almost similar stuffs and some will recycle their "buah tangan" as well, by giving out what they received to another person, instead of buying new ones, which is truth be told, a waste of hard-earned money.

I remember when I was a kid, we used to buy lanterns to play, and we had to light candles inside the lantern. I understand that now they use battery operated light bulbs or something safe.

Anyway, back in the old days, my parents had to buy us MANY lanterns each mid-autumn festival, because we kept burning them, unintentionally, of course, and then our lanterns will have a large black hole right in the middle of the lantern, even before the 15th day of the 8th lunar month!

And my lantern was always the rabbit (or hare). I remember there weren't much choices. It was either the hare or the rooster, and the rooster is so fugly lah.

Now, they come in the shapes of ultraman, pokemon and what-not. Maybe we'll even have Lara the Tomb Raider or Catwoman soon.

I miss playing with lanterns :-/

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

Migration of Movie / Drama Reviews

I have contributed all my movie / drama reviews to my buddy's new movie / drama blog site at ~*~ My Movie Land ~*~

Old reviews will not be deleted from this blog but future ones will be posted there. My next review will be on
Madagascar and The Wild. So if you're thinking of watching The Wild, wait lah, for my review.

I've decided to do this lest this crap blog gets swamped with movie posters, and it will be neater in the long run too. I thought it's better to leave this blog for me to bitch about people who kacau me.

AND THERE ARE ALOT OF PEOPLE KACAU-ING ME!!!! Blehhh

Bitching is what I'm ever good at :p

Monday, October 02, 2006

A Groupie's Account [Caution - Extremely Lenghty Post]

The following qouted text is copied from my diary, with nary a word changed. This is the long awaited post that I promised Charlie Steele back in April, 2006. And yes, I finally got the photos scanned.

Malaysia - Tuesday - 27th November, 1990

Let me say something about Linear, first of all. They are three cute and handsome American hunks comprising Charlie 'Steele' Pennachio (lead vocals), Wyatt 'Riot' Pauley (guitarist) and Joey 'Bang' Restivo (percussionist).

Wow! Who would miss the chance to meet them in town? Once a girl sent a pix of them to Galaxie magazine. I thought ... urgh ... are they Malays or what? I soon found out that they are "or what" as Charlie and Joey are both Italians while Wyatt is a Hispanic.

Their names and their song, "Sending All My Love" (hit single in September, 1990) were constantly mentioned on Radio 4. During their 120 Special phone-in interview with Munira Murad on 24th November, I soon found out about their birthdates, likes and dislikes and lots of things. I also got to know that they are simply friendly, cute and gorgeous.

Oh! What? Did I hear correctly? Linear is coming to (my town) too? That's great because some artiste just couldn't be bothered to come to (my town) at all, but not Linear. They were in (my town) (according to Wyatt, it's "hiccups" in Spanish) as promised. Well, that was how I heard of them.

Just the day before they reached Kuala Lumpur, newspapers and magazines were full of their news and pictures. Oh! No! How weird did they looked. Guys with long hair! Imagine that, if you can't have a look at their pix!! But on the other hand, they seemed so cute with their natural tan, they're irrisistable.

They finally reached Kuala Lumpur on Sunday, 24th November, 1990, at noon. They did interviews on Radio 4 and made an appearance on "Sekapur Sirih". They also visited discotheques in Kuala Lumpur.

Meanwhile, we hunted around town for the Galaxie magazine as we have to obtain free passes for Linear's meet-the-fans session in Palm Grove Discotheque on Tuesday, 27th November, according to The Star papers and we didn't want to take a chance.

We failed to buy the magazine because there was no more magazine on sale! Oh, what are we going to do? Wait outside Palm Grove while other fans of Linear dance to the beat? Well, of course we were depressed and desperate too.

So, mother telephoned The Star office and found out that the magazines are still on sale in the office. We then rushed over to the office and purchased two copies of Galaxie at $1.20 each and got ourselves two passes. Oh! I was so happy, I couldn't even sleep last night.

On that day which Linear was scheduled to arrive in (my town), today, we got out of bed at 6.30am and were ready to go to the airport by 7am.

When we reached the airport, the first morning flight from Kuala Lumpur had already arrived. The passengers were coming down from the plane. Oh! Did we miss them? We asked the security guard in front of the arrival gate. He said, "Mereka belum datang lagi. Tak tau lah kalau mereka sudah sampai semalam. Saya tak on duty semalam." (Translation: They are not here yet. I don't know if they arrived last night. I was not on duty.)

After thanking him, we went to have breakfast. Later, we returned to the airport. After some time, the second flight arrived and it was from K.L. too. It was about 8am. Still no sign of them .... yet. We waited and waited, walked around and also visted the loo.

At 8.30am, mom spotted the Minister of National Unity and Community Development, Dato' Napsiah Omar. We ran to her and asked for her autograph. She obliged in spite of her tight schedule. After signing sister's autograph book, she signed mine. She asked for my name; I told her and even spelt it out for her.

After that, she asked where we are going, mother said to Kuala Lumpur. That was the joke of the year! Actually, the flight to K.L. had already departed! Ha Ha!!

Then at around 8.40am, we made friends with two girls, Normi Fahmi and Angela Kee, who came from a small town, and arrived to (my town) this morning just to meet Linear at the airport.

Angela had earlier met Linear in Kuala Lumpur.

We went up to the gallery to wait for the next flight while our parents stayed at the lobby chatting with a chemical engineer who came back from Australia, where he works. He is about thirty-something and his hometown is Klang. He also told father he is a bachelor. Earlier, sister and I borrowed his Star papers because we wanted to see if there was any latest news of Linear. Unfortunately, there wasn't any.

Sister and I chatted with Normi and Angela, who are both the same age as sister, until the 9am flight arrived, which was from K.L. too. That was the last morning flight from K.L. Oh, oh! Where's Linear? We were looking through a glass window from the gallery with excitement. I saw a lady carrying a guitar, coming down the flight of stairs from the plane.

"AAAAAAAAAAhhh.........!" I screamed, pointing at the guitar. All the people were staring at me. Oh no! That's not Wyatt's guitar! And now I've made a fool out of myself. How embarrasing!

After the flight departed to Johor Bahru, Normi phoned The Star office. A man said that they had cancelled their flight bookings but no plans were cancelled. How disappointing!!

Normi and Angela went straight to the Casuarina Hotel while we went home, where we had a quick shower and left for Palm Grove Discotheque with our camera, autograph books and posters. It was about 10.30am.

Linear was to be at Palm Grove at 11am, then at Friendly Records at 2.30pm.

When we reached the hotel, we met Normi and Angela again. Normi said, "You've changed (clothes)!!" She sounded surprised. Then we quickly headed for Palm Grove after a short tour of the hotel. There were only a few people in there. We chose a nice place about two feet above the dance floor. After a while, Palm Grove was full of about 150 people, mostly teenage girls!

It was past 11am but there was still no sign of Linear. All of us were restless and became noisy but there was music from Linear's debut self-titled album, to entertain us.

Suddenly, at the entrance of the discotheque, boys made wolf-whistles while girls screamed at the top of their voices. I got ready my camera and SNAP! SNAP! SNAP!

They are here... LINEAR ....

More screams of "Linear" or "Joey", "Charlie", "Wyatt" and even "I love you" could be heard. Wow!! How crazy of them. But to tell you frankly, I screamed loudly too. Who could control their voices, anyway? I couldn't. Phew! The guys behind us were so crazy because they didn't realise what an impact they put on the front row (us). We could feel the squeezing and crushing now and then we had to shout .... my backbone!! Ouch!! Damn!!

Charlie, Joey and Wyatt were waving at their ear-deafening fans. Oh, no! I mean, YES!! Charlie was actually heading towards us and oh! he took sister's out-stretched hand. My sister, who had the "Linear bite" held his hand for some time and then passed it to me. WOW! I couldn't believe it. Charlie and I! How wonderful! I held on to his strong hand for so long that girls, especially those standing behind and beside me had gone so very wild. But Charlie just took his other hand and shook wth them. Unfortunately, I had to let go eventually. How sad!

Then came weird Wyatt. He came and shook sister's hands first, then mine. It was unbelievable - at first it was Chalie and now it's Wyatt!! I held on to Wyatt's hand for so long and so hard. I pulled because he wanted to pull away as the other fans were going crazy. His ring came off half way down his finger. I thought I could get hold of it and keep is as a souvenir, but unfortunately, he bent his finger a little bit, just a little bit. But it was enough to hold the ring in place. It wouldn't come out. Then he left, smiling.

Lastly, came Joey. He was too smart for us, however, maybe because he saw what we did to his two pals, pulling and all! Joey just barely let us touch his hands. Luckily, sister and I did touch it!!

There were questions session and then they danced for a little while. A girl was so daring, she asked who has the hairiest chest and the three of them obligingly pulled up their shirt fronts! Wow - of course Joey won. That bear!

At that time, I have just finished my roll of film, so I just screamed and cheered along with the other fans, and I couldn't capture the "chest hair" part - what a waste!

A few people volunteered to dance and one of them was Normi!!

I also managed to pass my letter to Charlie. He stared at it for such a long time that I kept wondering whether he was short-sighted. Furhtermore, the disco lightings were dim.

At about 12.30pm, there was an autograph signing session in the glass room in Palm Grove. Fans piled up outside the room. Before we queued up, I knocked on the glass wall a few times from the outside. Charlie, Wyatt and Joey responded with a smile and even waved. Oh, so heart-melting. I knocked the glass wall a few times again but I could see that Charlie, Wyatt and Joey pretended they didn't hear!

When we went to the long line, we had only to wait for a short while because we cut queue as my friends were up front. To our surprise, we saw mother standing near the line and not far away was father! I was totally shocked!!

When it was our turn to go into the room, I quickly borrowed Lee Cindy's camera because we saw Mr. Cheah Mun Kit helping fans to take individual snap shots with Linear. We went in and thanked Mr. Cheah for Tommy Page's autograph. You know what he said? "I remember you!" pointing both his forefingers towards us.

We smiled at him and handed him the camera. When I went behind Linear, sister was already standing between Charlie and Wyatt. I had no place to stand, so I ushered her to go inside and I stood between Charlie and Wyatt myself, while sister stood between Wyatt and Joey. I said "Hi" to Charlie and he smiled. Oh! Who could ask for more? But when I said "Hi" to Wyatt, he did not even respond. So I said, "Wyatt!" with my right hand on his baseball cap meddling with it. I think he got irritated because when we played with his yellowish hair, he looked up then behind, then said, "Hi."

When I was satisfied, I said "Hi" to a smiling Joey. Sister was busy talking to Joey at that moment! Well, he is known as the friendliest, sexiest and cutest among the three members. A thought suddenly came to my mind of putting Wyatt's cap on my head but then after I looked down at his hair, I quickly changed my mind!!

After Mr. Cheah took the first shot of us, he exclaimed, "Why no flash?" Again, again." I whispered, in Cantonese, to sister that we were to take another photo. So we posed again but Joey, who was still busy talking to sister, didn't know what was happening and he looked puzzled for a while. Then only did he realise that we were posing for a photograph. It was so funny!

The second shot did not have flash too. That was why we did not get our snaps as they did not turn out. How disappointing!

Then out of a sudden, I heard Joey asking sister to kiss his cheek, pointing at his left cheek. Want to know what the reply was? It was... No! No? Did I see sister shaking her head with a red face? She then said she wanted to shake his hands instead, looking down at his hairy hand. When Joey asked for a kiss again, sister's face was redder than blood and she took a rolled up poster of Linear to cover her face, which didn't do any good at all!

I just stood there staring at both of them feeling nervous. Of course no one knew about my nervousness as I had a smile glued on my face, exactly like Charlie.

Joey asked sister if it would make her feel embarrased kissing him. Yes, came the instant answer. So, knowing that she would feel embarrased, Joey asked for her name and age instead. Sister replied, " (name), (spelling of name), I am (age)." I took a look at Joey to see his reaction. He was looking at me too, with one of his oh, ever-gorgeous smiles and asked me the same questions. I replied, "(name), (age)." Is that it? So short and abrupt? Can't blame my brain. It just wouldn't work!

Then he smiled again and asked, "Are you sisters?" We answered "Yes" together. After a while, we had to go out as we were inside for too long and other people were waiting impatiently to come in. Then only did I notice that we were on video!!

Fortunately, we had our posters and autograph books signed. How lucky for us. We took back the camera from the table where Mr. Cheah had left it and left the room feeling heavenly. At least I felt that way. Taking our bags, we finally made out way to the hotel lobby to our waiting parents. It was about 1pm by then.

On our way back, we couldn't help but talk about the event that had just passed and I vowed that I will never forget the terrific and precious moments in Palm Grove Discotheque that could not be bought by money.

Looking back, I would say that I had been a nerd for not being daring enough and for my stupidity as I was too nervous and my mind just could not function. It just went blank and I could neither talk nor think at that time. That was why I did not get to ask any questions that I intended to during the Q & A session. And now I really, really regret it. What a nerd!!

Special thanks to Galaxie magazine, Casuarina Hotel and Warner Music Malaysia for bringing Linear here. And last but not least, to Linear themselves.

Foreground - Charlie Steele
I like this shot the best - despite the feet

Background - Wyatt & Joey looking at cards given by fans.
Wyatt - in a "Penang Beach" top & red Pallas Jazz shoes - bought locally, I bet.

Charlie Steele - reaching out to the fans while Wyatt & Joey look on

Hello! Charlie Steele waving to fans

Linear showing off some dance skills. The cameraman knows too.
Unfortunately, he got his footing wrong!

Wyatt & Joey leaving to the glass room for an autograph signing session

Charlie Steele in 2006 - Looking as good as ever.
P/S: Charlie, I hope you don't mind me "stealing" this pix

Charlie, Wyatt, Joey, I hope this post has brought you as much sweet memories as it did to me, typing this out.

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