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I remember when I was a kid, I saw MJ’s mtv on the tv. I can’t help but thinking that he’s a girl. He looked and sounded so much like a girl in the music video “childhood.” Well, I was too young to differentiate. What do you expect from a 4-5 years old?

What else do I remember?

I remember tape-recording the concert tour Michael Jackson had in Malaysia, that was back in the 90s. I tape-recorded it, it was on ntv7 and ntv7 was just hatched from its shell. Plus the motion was blurred due to aerial system. I watched it repeatedly for days and weeks, I never stopped watching it until the tape was spoilt when the flood occurred. Few years later, the show “Ghost” was aired, it’s produced by MJ himself. Again, I tape-recorded it. That’s one of the superb videos ever created. Although it’s a scary show, it didn’t matter because I know the “ghost” is MJ.

It was just about a month ago when it was still our semester break, my younger sister asked me to dance along with her. I said to what song? “Thriller” she said. It was a tutorial dance steps and I managed to follow some of the steps. It was fun. Even mom said “dance during erchey’s wedding” and I hesitated because it’ll be awkward. Now my heart tells me to follow what mom said. I’m still considering. [lol]

He’s an awesome lyricist/singer/dancer/performer/producer/ you name it. I’ve never met him before nor been to his concerts. But as a fan of his, I felt terribly sad when I heard about his death. It sounded like a joke yet it was real. I can’t stop myself from not accepting the fact that he’s gone. I heard the news from Shan. I was in shocked and I didn’t believe her. So she said “listen to radio now, everyone’s talking about him” but I told her “I was listening throughout the journey to school but no, I didn’t hear about it.” I’ve this habit of switching radio station just to look for nice songs to listen to, no wonder I didn’t get to hear about the tragic news.

Luckily our tutorial lesson was all about the Internet. Therefore all of us get to browse the net and so I google-searched him, I read news about him. On my way home, I listened to the radio and this time I didn’t switch the stations since every they played MJ’s songs as a tribute to him. Along came the song “You Are Not Alone” and I can’t believe that I teared while listening to this. [didn't see that one coming.]

I got home, I watched CNN/BBC for hours to see how other people feel about the incident. Some are celebrating, some are mourning. He died of cardiac arrest. Question is how or what causes the cardiac arrest? Some said he injected drugs into his body, a suicide case. Which is true? The autopsy report will be out either tonight or tomorrow morning. I just hope that he didn’t suicide.

This legendary icon “King of Pop” will always be in our hearts. We love you and we will miss you, Michael Jackson. May you rest in peace.

June 25 2009

All of us just had the wake-up slap from you-know-who. Her words were rather harsh, I can sense it. Tembak je, like nobody’s business. It’s like “siapa makan cili, dia rasa pedas.” Zzzz. Anyway, buck up guys and gals. It’s a sure thing we’re gonna grad this sem. Don’t ever think of expending extending. Show them we can do this!

Listen to this, it’s just too cute ^^

Donated blood for the third time now. Both me and Debbie. It’s a pleasant feeling for wanting to donate the blood. Well it’s good to help the needy ones. Here’s a recommendation, donating at the hospital is so much better than donating at any blood donation drive. Why?
1) Nurses care more for you. How? They’ll ask what you’d like to drink and they offer you food like sandwiches, cupcakes, biscuits, etc. They even check to see if you’re feeling comfortable or not.
2) Doctors are much more approachable. They’ll tell you whatever you should know or whenever you ask.
3) The cushions are much more comfortable, right Debbie? (I heard she agreed. haha)
4) Etc, etc. lol

“I’m only in PJ on Monday and Tuesday.” It sucks when your supervisor only can meet you on the days you’re not in campus. It supposed to be convenient - save time (traffic jam), save money (petrol & fares), save effort. Eeeeeeesh.

Another summer day
Has come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
But I wanna go home
Mmmmmmmm

Maybe surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
I just wanna come home
Oh, I miss you, you know

And I’ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you
Each one a line or two
“I’m fine baby, how are you?”
Well, I would send them but I know that it’s just not enough
My words were cold and flat
And you deserve more than that

Another aeroplane
Another sunny place
I’m lucky I know
But I wanna go home
Mm, I’ve got to go home

Let me go home…
I’m just too far
from where you are
I wanna come home

And I feel just like I’m living someone else’s life
It’s like I just stepped outside
When everything was going right
And I know just why you could not
Come along with me
That this was not your dream
But you always believed in me

Another winter day
Has come and gone away
In even Paris and Rome
And I wanna go home
Let me go home

And I’m surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel alone
Oh, let me go home
Oh, I miss you, you know

Let me go home…
I’ve had my run
Baby, I’m done
I gotta go home

Let me go home…
It’ll all be all right
I’ll be home tonight
I’m coming back home

Homesick. Yes, the feeling came back again. [sad] [sad] Worst thing is classes on Saturdays! [Not again?!] We pay so much and this is what we get? Ughh, ridiculous. Anyway, this is going to be the last, I’m pretty sure of that.

People usually think about positive things, nice and happy moments, like their own annual birthday parties, their dating anniversaries and ultimately their own holy matrimony(s). [Oops, haha.] The girls think about their beautiful gowns, their sparkly jeweleries and et cetera. The guys, I don’t really know but money is a huge matter (always is). I’m talking in general viewpoint from the Chinese because the Indians and Sikhs, the girl side pay the bills. And doing the you-know-what that causes births which then causes the human population to grow non-stop. And et cetera et cetera.

Do you ever thought of your own funeral? As in how you want it to be and stuff like that. Cremate or buried? I always wonder which clothes and shoes I’ll wear, which pillow that I’ll lie on and some other things that I want them to be in the casket. I even want it to be in the long hexagonal shape. That be cool. And songs! Well I have yet to pick songs for the occasion. That’ll be an easy job, just browse through the hard drive, select some nice songs, copy them into a pendrive and label it “My Funeral Songs” and that’s all, it’s no-hassle at all. What else? Yes, photos! There’s a few pictures and they’re latest of course. You have to keep updating it cos you don’t wanna put your young picture then people will think you died young. Three pictures actually, one for the newspaper obituary page, one for the hearse and one for the tombstone/burial plot/urn columbarium. Haha. And umm list of people to be invited? Lol. That leave it to the people to decide. Friends and relatives will come when they eventually hear about the news or see your picture in the obituary column. There is more to think. What do you want to serve when the people arrive at the service? Peanuts? Mineral water? Fried noodles? KFC maybe? Some mcD 595 burgers and soda? Lol.

You got any ideas to add? Lol.

Cute hokkien song from Ah Niu and his friend. It’s just good to reminisce the past.

Wa shi hokkien lang
Wa si teo chew nang
Boh guan gua shi shia mi lang
Wa si beh lai sai ah nang

Chi peng eh thi shi jit juak
Chi peng eh thi shi jit ta
Oo lang cheng koh
Oo lang cheng mua
Oo lang cheng sa
Oo lang boh cheng sa

Juak juak nang nang sukak tau sa
Pau au kopi puah si kiau kiau ka
Jiak jia laksa kah tio hiam chio kia
Huak peh hiam kau mak buey jin kia

Wa shi hokkien lang ah
Wa si teo chew nang ah
Boh guan gua shi shia mi lang lang lang ah
Wa si beh lai sai ah nang nang nang nang nang

Hong hiam thi shua lok tua hoh
Hoh cui im ka kui kay loh
Pak sa sa lit pak beh ta
Hai gua sa lit boh ua sa

Hoh ah ju lok ju tua
Cui ah ju im ju mua
Lui kong hiang ka tua tua sia
Ah mah tio kia choei boh mua

Wa shi hokkien lang ah
Wa shi teo chew nang
Boh guan gua shi shia mi lang
Wa shi beh lai sai ah nang

Wa shi hokkien lang
Wa shi teo chew nang
Wo men dou shi yi jia ren
Wo men yi jia dou shi ren

Malaysia boleh

We’ve got a super “tukang tilik” (fortune teller) session with someone who is divine and invulnerable to any kind of verbal-attacks because her sword-razor-like sharp teeth (snapppp! and you’re gone), I mean her vocalization can be fatal to you. Haha. I over-exaggerated, I know.

I should prove her wrong in her predictions for me. It didn’t sound very cool since she pictured me getting married in three years time. It can’t be. Dating for three years and finally tie the knot? That’s too early. Haha. And me working in creative industry? That I can’t negate just yet because you’ll do any work when it comes to “money matters a lot” and “oh shit, I’ve got no job!” But if there’s a choice, I’d rather go into childhood-education business. Haha. We’ll see ten years from now.