MyKad Rush

It's always us Malaysians that have the "Last Minute Syndrome", don't we? If you give us plenty of time, there's no urgency and eventually it'll slip out of your mind until the 11th hour.

Actually me and the rest of my family are sorta guilty of it too, since we were among the droves of people that flocked to the National Registration Department to get our old ICs changed for free before the deadline. I was there on Tuesday and was surprised to get number 1725 (dad and mom two number ahead) even at 9am, and eventually our applications got processed at 5pm. It took an amazing 8 hours of waiting! We didn't even bother to wait the whole 8 hours, so we went elsewhere to enquire about a new apartment block and later had lunch, only to be back at 2pm. Needless to say, the 3 hours spent waiting there was as long as eternity.

But heck, if I were to compare Tuesday's visit to the Department and the news that I've seen from Wednesday onwards, I think we may have actually got the better end of the stick. Lines snaking from early in the morning from the clerk's desk until the elevators and right out on the street, just to get their numbers! And now there's people even willing to pay RM50 just to get a good number. Are they seriously whacked out insane?

Though I very much think that there should at least be some explanation on the price charged for the applicants after the Dec. 31 deadline. When I was there my mom kept hearing rumours that it's gonna be a RM100 or RM200 fine, and hence I suppose the urgency now. And it's not even gonna be a fine, just an application fee.

You know what? I'm willing to bet that after the deadline's passed, you're going to see another batch of people who don't even want to bother changing their ICs, the so-called "tidak apa" ones.

And gah, have to make another trip to the Department again. Blame it on dad, who didn't notice that the person processing his application left out a section of the address. But then I think we'd have to wait until January, lest we get trampled by the crowds.

External links:
- The MyKad that we're gonna get, if nothing goes wrong.
- News from The Star on Dec. 29. (More links and pics at the end of that article)

Warming Up!

Yeah, I do seriously need to do a little warming up in order to blog, since my mind's sorta messed up at the moment. There's some topics that I'm itching to blog about, and now I sorta am in the mood to progress on my almost forgotten 2004 NaNo novel. Some interesting thoughts and ideas popped into my mind recently. It's just that I'm easily distracted and generally my willpower is rather weak. :)

Something just hit me just now, I'm very much adjusted to my headphones but I still want an mp3 player so badly before Chinese New Year. Plus, I think I've already built up a collection of songs and albums, so it'll squash the boredom that I'll have to endure in my aunt's house for hours on end. Ergh.

Drunk and Racist Idiots

For those in the dark, some drunk and idiotic Australians have been inciting trouble right in their own back yard, but apparently it's been taken over into cyberspace. Don't get me wrong about Aussies, I love you guys but I'm 100% for the extermination of pure-bred idiots and racists, whatever nationality they may be.

Okay, so what does that piece of breaking news got to do with this blog and by extention to me? Well, a very nice and very polite moron by the name of Frank Sykes left this comment on one of my blog posts. Instead of being pissed and shocked, I'm going to take it one step further and dedicate an entire blog post about your brainless comment as a perfect example of a racist idiot. I can be very nice, but it's been long since I had a good reason to flame.

Look away if you can't tolerate bad words. This website will not be held responsible for whatever comment this moron made. If you're angry, go and find him.

You Malaysian are SO fucking ugly,it's unbelievable!! I visited your Third World country last Christmas,and I was truly gobsmacked (if you don't know what that means,look it up in the dictionary) to discover just how smelly and ugly you motherfuckers are. You people are so short,dark,and dumb. With your flat noses and brown skin,you wankers look far more than monkeys than proper human beings. We all have one life to live,and I'm SO glad that I was born an Australian instead of a fucking chimpanzee lookalike!! Nevertheless,I want to fuck a Malay moslem bitch,because I have been told that Malay bitches give EXCELLENT blow-jobs. Any offers?
Frank Sykes, at 11:35 PM

Here's a Google search on Mr. Frank Sykes who has the balls to drop a random insult into a blog but has no balls to provide a website or at least a puny e-mail. It might not be entirely accurate, so don't go and drop off another random flame e-mail into the wrong inbox.

Here's an analysis of the above comment:

Without stooping to the level of "Yo Momma is so ugly" jokes, I can say that Mr. Frank Sykes is obviously as blind as a bat and ought to find a random cow for an eyeball transplant. What, you've heard of Lina Teoh before? You've never heard of Michelle Yeoh before? Oh wait, I'm sorry, you're too trapped into your own egoist world to ever venture out of own cocoon. Oh wait again, I'm so sorry, you were in Malaysia before? You were in Malaysia before so you can have a "holier than thou" attitude? Burned by the local taxi conmen? Boo hoo. You'd better not be back in Malaysia for a second time or else I'll be hoping somebody strips you to your underpants and tosses you into the middle of the Straits of Malacca. But I'll be merciful and pray that you get tossed into the sea with a life preserver and eventually float into Indonesia's pirate infested waters. They love you so much. Oh wait, they don't actually love you, they love your touri$t dollar$.

Now, you want to tell us how we smell? Either you have the sense of smell as keen as Superman, or you have a one nasty fetish of getting close to people in order smell them. Don't even talk about Malaysians, I'd be willing to bet that if you'd be keeping this up, the Australian police would be knocking on your door so they can arrest you for being one heck of a creep. Darn, that's too kind. I should be saying being shoved onto the gravel with your arms twisted and a knee jabbed into your back. That's more comfy, isn't it?

And here we have a classic case of resorting to using expletives such as the four lettered f-word, targeting people who wipe their willies too much and lastly wrapping up with a desire to copulate with somebody. Yawn. Seriously, if you said all of these in front of your mother, she'd smack your face until it was ugly and shove a giant bar of soap into your mouth to clean that filth. Four lettered insults are for immature kiddies who have a limited vocabulary. And dude, HAVE YOU EVEN HEARD ABOUT SEXUALLY TRANSMITTED DISEASES BEFORE?

GROW UP YOU HORNY BASTARD.

Besides, by his definition, he'd also rather mate with a chimpanzee, monkeys and very ugly people. If you happen to like bananas and live at the zoo, you'd better be very careful. Mr. Sykes is coming for yooooooou...

You think being racist is fun? You think being like the Nazis is fun? You think oppressing other races is fun? You think damaging cars and other people's property is fun? If that's the case let the one who is without sin, cast the first stone onto his/her own car. Yeah, that's right. Since you're so pissed, why don't you make an awesome statement by wrecking your own car! Yeah, that's the way to go! Because destroying your own property is as sensible as destroying other peoples' property which they paid with their own money. Bloody idiots.

You can't get it through your thick skulls, can you? It's idiot racists like you who bring shame to their country. Acting like hooligans and arseholes with no shame. We'd all breathe a little easier if people like you were packed into a spaceship and sent off into the sun. This isn't aimed at people of Australia, but as a matter of fact idiocity spreads far and wide beyond boundaries. Whereever there's people, there's idiocity, and there's also stupidity.

As the insect repellent commercial goes, I can tolerate a lot of things, but the only thing I can't tolerate is friggin idiots. Ah well, it's been nice flaming your arse off. Have a nice day.

And oh, by the way, this first insult in this blog will be perpetually be immortalised in this blog for being a classic insult with zero substance. Any more insults I receive will be promptly deleted.

Somebody Took My Name...

YOU HAVE TO GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!!!

Somebody from Panama registered the domain "wittysquirrel dot com" JUST ONLY YESTERDAY!!!

There's only just a placeholder website there at the moment, but I think I've unfortunately gotten myself into a perfect cybersquatting case. Just don't expect me to pay US$50,000 to get it back.

[Edit @ Dec. 12, 2005]: Strange, the domain name is now available again, and the Whois registry for the domain name is wiped clean, and even the placeholder website isn't there anymore. What the heck happened?

Food Poisoning is Nasty...

Nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty. I can't describe how the bad the day was for me.

Most likely due to food poisoning (think it was the bad orange juice), I made at least 12 trips to the toilet, 7 or 8 during 4am to 6am the night before and 4 times during the afternoon. Scheduling a trip to the clinic would be out of the question because I couldn't even manage to hold my bowels for 10 minutes before erupting. Okay, enough before I manage to gross out anyone who's reading this post. I'm very much better now.

As far as I know, this case of food poisoning was my second since mid-2001. During that time, it was the mid-year school holidays, I had a bowl of cendol the day before, a cup of yogurt the night before, a chess competition the following day, and eventually 3 days leave from school. Boy, that was nasty too.

And people wonder why I'm so freaked out about cleanliness sometimes.

Edit: My day also sucks for the fact that I have only been able to eat dry crackers and porridge with soya sauce lest anything else will make this volcano explode. For what it's worth, no milk for me either. Looks like it'll take at least another day before I can resume to a normal diet.