Shinra's Curse

It's fairly normal for me and the rest of my family to talk about nonsense and laugh together after break-fast. By then, I'd be really stuffed with food and water that I can't even breath what more to say laugh my head off. Somehow yesterday night wasn't really normal and wasn't really fine with me. We were talking about getting old and yet again, my mother never seize to remind me about getting married, have kids and stuff. She kept reminding me that I'm turning 25 another year older by the end of this month.

I was a bit disturbed by that statement. You know. I told my mom, if there's anything God would give me as a sign of aging I'll accept wrinkles but not having some foreign colour hairgrowth on my head. Very picky aren't we? Well, I love my hair. I don't mind it having ONE of a different colour from the original as in the whole head, but not one or two or three of different colour sticking out from the whole head. So my mom (in her joke tone) said "What if there is one or two growing on your head now". I confidently replied, "Well, that can't be happening. I'm still young." And she stood up and started flipping my hair layer by layer. AND...

Image: Shinra's Curse

There it was, the discovery of the thin platinum protien filament that actually grew (was growing) on my head without me realizing it. Chrys said Shinra's curse is contagious. It's either that or I'm turning into Sephiroth~

The Hero

Though it's a bit too late to say this, Happy Merdeka to all Malaysians. I had a wonderful weekend during the short break and I was at home hanging out with my family. On Saturday, I was out with Haha-ue and we were supposed to shop for Raya, but it seemed like I was more fond on buying books and non-raya related stuff. Anyhow, as we were talking in the car about Independence day and such, Haha-ue came across the story where Chichi-ue cheated death. I never thought about Chichi-ue being some sort of a hero to me. I honestly think that Chichi-ue was just someone who could sit at home and watch TV all day long and it kind of pissed me off all the time. I never want to think about him ever being one of the many soldiers that protected his nation. I never did. Even though he used to tell me stories about those times when he was in the army, I couldn't care less. Until I heard about this.

So it goes something like this,

It was years back, probably in 82 where I wasn't born yet. Chichi-ue was posted in Sibu and Haha-ue was in Kuching. Sibu, that time was the hotspot for comunists. Haha-ue said, everyday when the heli arrived, there would be dead bodies. Or at least one. And that time, she kept on asking where Chichi-ue was, but they keep on telling her that he was at base. It lasted for weeks, until Chichi-ue returned. Haha-ue still didn't know that Chichi-ue was actually in the battle until his batman (some sort of a butler, this person shines shoes, irons clothes, do all trivial things for Chichi-ue) told Haha-ue that one of Chichi-ue's comrade died in his arm. Chichi-ue was supposed to be leading the platoon and was supposed to be up front but one of his men told him to switch places with him and let him be in front. A few steps after, the man was shot and he died in Chichi-ue's arm. I only thought these kind of things only happen in movies, but when I asked Chichi-ue, he said that it is something that he could never forget. I asked him, what was the man's last word. Chichi-ue said, "Please take care of my family". I was totally stricken by this. I wanted to cry. Because this man had to die to protect his superior, his comrades, his country.

And then it occured to me, Chichi-ue was there too. All the time before I was born in this world and after I was born. He was one of the many many soldiers who protected this country. He was there and was faced with death all the time. Nobody knows when the bullets will come at you. Nobody knows when the person you walk with will get shot. Nobody knows who will die next or when they will die. Nobody knows. Chichi-ue is a brave and strong man. Of course he is, if he's not around, who's gonna drive the baka hebi and the boge saru away from the house? Who's gonna carry the heavy groceries from the car? I realized now that I never have thought about it in this perspective and I've always seen Chichi-ue as someone who does nothing. I know. Boku wa warui ko da ne. Chichi-ue wa tsuyoi hito, yasashii hito da. Boku no Chichi-ue wa kono kuni no eiyuu da. Boku no hon mono no eiyuu da. Kansha suru yo.

Sebab dah lamak bah...

Warning: Today's post is going to be in Sarawak Language.

Yobih! Paham sik? Kedak rasa lepas bila naip lam bahasa dikpun. Anyway, sebab musabab post aritok di-bahasa-sarawak-kan adalah, ingin nyawa ku tok nak berklaka gitok bah. Aritok, kerja sik lah se-gago seminggu ya tek. Tension juak nyawa bila onhands-training + polah kerja dikpun. Apa gik mun nok di ajar ya sikpernah ditauk kita. Tp so far, ok lah. At least aku dah tauk pa nok perlu dipolah. Nektok dah start posa. Ingin juak nyawa ku nok balit Kuching, ngenang sidak di rumah. Dengar cerita tek sidak bejual kat depan kedei. Tapi bak kata sidak, sik semeriah masa Mama ada di Kuching bejual marek. Ney nak molah nak, nya pun mok rest juak bulan posa. Time2 camtok lah aku ngan nya duak Papa gi Bazaar Ramadhan. Lawak aih... kedak sik pernah bah nya raon bena2. Bila dah sampei Bazaar, lalu rambang mata nya nangga barang makan. Hari pertama mek org ke Bazaar Ramadan kat Kampung Penchala. Dekat jak ngan apartment mek org. Macam2 juak di beli mek orang. Aku pa gik. Nang suka nok bebeli. Mun dapat suma nak ku beli ku. Makan klak sik.

Dah time sungkei tek, bila Mama makan kuih nok di beli nya, complain indah. She even said "Bagus kamek jak molah kuih. Nyaman2. Puas hati." So lepas ya tek, lalu nya sik meli gik kuih kat Bazaar Ramadhan, and yes, nya seriously polah kuih dikpun kat rumah. Nang bena bah, kuih Mama nang nyaman =) The second day, we went to Bazaar Ramadhan kat TTDI. Sitok nang nyuruh ati tempa. Dah juak rami. Pack gila. Penuh ngan artis gik ya. AND jeraya jam. Dah mek orang mbak Kosuke duak Chibisuke. Time ya juak lah si Chib tok sikmok berjalan. Lelah gik mek org nyurung nya (bukan aku lah, mak nya) dalam asap satay ngan ayam percik. Tedah juak nya duak beradik. Balit nang bau manok. ahahha...

Weekend tek sidak ya sungkei kat rumah aku. Dah Chib ngan adik nya nok pulang kampung sampei raya. Gila juak. From 31st bah. Pa kes ya? Dah berapa taun dah nya raya di kampung. Mama komplen juak lah. Nendak, mala jak pulang sinun. Aku malas nak masuk campur. Yang penting aku ada anak pusak ku yang kiut ya. :D

Tahun tok nang Papa sik mok balit Kuching. Again, I don't bother to interfere. Malas ku nak lalek. Aku mana2 jak bah. Mama ada madah mok balit, tp sik tauk lah. Aku sebenarnya malas juak nak pulang. Malas ku mok nangga sidak Martha and RBB. Nyuruh ati sakit jak. Hahaha. But I do wanna go back and see Atok and the others and also Dented. Lamak ku sik jamming. I deserve a long break. And more money. ahaha.. Bak kata sigek band jepun tok "Pay Money To My Pain" Raget pa nama band sidak. Agak Emo lah. Tapi aku suka.

Aih.. lalu melelat tek eh. Ok lah. At least ku puas hati kak nulis dlm bahasa ibunda ku tok. (Lamak juak sik ngepos in Japanese). Klak nulis gik.

Emergency : Ice Cold

I'm trying my best to squeeze some time to get to this.

O-hisashi buri desu!!
I've been too busy lately I don't even know the date or what day today is. (yeah.. it's that severe) It's dead serious to the extent that I have been neglecting my books, manga, anime, Animax and TV. (O___O)
My usual morning routine has been pushed back to earlier time (every Monday, Wednesday and Friday) for production fix loading (yeah yeah, i know you don't know what I'm talking about. work-related) and going back time has been extended to the earliest, 5pm.
Anyhow, I wanted to rant about what happened this morning.

I was a bit late when I reached Kelana Jaya. It was 7.30am and during this time, the LRT station would be packed with people. I seriously hate waiting in lines and getting pushed and ran over by strangers. (I am usually the victim of these uncivilised people because I'm such a midget, I bet they can't see me standing there like a stone, but in reality I'm not really THAT short. Believe me I'm actually seeable like The Great Wall of China). So this morning, I had to wait 4 times until I am able to ride the train and when I was about to board it the door closed on me. So I was the first in line by that time while waiting for the next train to arrive.

I don't know if wearing a mask actually makes you deaf (I don't think it does for normal people). But it kinda make me sort of.. er... deaf. ahahhaa... Actually, there was an old (ok not so old, but old) woman who collapsed behind me this morning. I only realized it after a lady was running on her high heels to the escalator (yeah.. she actually ran in reallllly high stilletos). When I turned I saw a body (a live one of course) was lying down on the floor. And a few people were surrounding her. Her eyes were wide opened and she was still. (Okay.. at this moment, I thought she might be.. er... umm.. ....... . . . . . . . .) Suddenly, she spoke. "I need to go to work" she said. A guy and 2 ladies were holding her and helping her up (and I? I just stood there like an idiot) A few seconds later, 2 RapidKL employee came up and helped the lady. They insisted her to rest in their office (yeah.. the lady kinda still wanna go to work. Okay... You people who knows me well, better not start with the "akira is a massive workaholic" speech routine thing okay... X( I'm dead serious.)

1) I was wondering why didn't I realize the situation in the first place. It took me more than 30 seconds to know that there was something going on behind me. (I know I'm a little bit of an airhead but still...)

2) Why didn't I help her when I finally saw what happened? Because there were so many people surrounding her. If I were to join in the crowd, she would have suffered from suffocation instead of getting a bit better right?

3) I was actually frozen and shocked. I just realized I'm pretty much fucked when there's an emergency.

I'm still shocked actually. I guess I just need to be mentally prepared when things like this happen, you know. Even though it's actually nothing to some people, but to me it's scary. Maybe i should add this to my list of phobias.

until then,
Akira.

It's not funny so it's not a joke

What is the one thing that can send somebody(particularly someone like me) to the gate of the living and the dead? The answer is when your mother and father asked you about when do you wanna settle down and produce some grandchildren for them to play with OR your parents suggested that you're a sod and that you should either go out, have fun, get drunk, bring back a guy (or two) OR they finally decided that you should go on a Omiai...

What kind of reaction should you give to that?
You're not even half way there and everyone (even your brother's mother-in-law) thinks that you should settle down. Is it really important?
Your mother thinks that if you don't get married soon, you're gonna be too old to have kids. Or even worst, you're the only one among your friends who has yet to settle down. Is that even a valid reason?
Most of my friends are married, and to be honest, I have been thinking about "Am I the only one who has yet to find the love of my life (because I'm awfully picky) and to ride the clouds of blissful relationship (and later parenthood)?"

Are you the kind that "does it because everybody else is doing it"?

People are wrong if they think I'm very shallow minded about all this that I don't care whether one day I will have a couple (or four) kids around the house playing with their grandparents and cousins. I do think about it. Sometimes at night. (Omg, please.. I did not ust say that). But it's just that, NOW is not the right time yet. TO me, it is not. There are too many goals in life that I want to achieve.

But, When exactly is the right time?
It will come, eventually.

How would you know then?
I don't. It will depend on my instinct. :D

And if your instinct is wrong?
Why am I answering my own question?

Whatever it is, things like omiai or blind date or speed date can never work. I'll leave my fate in the hands of destiny.
I hope my brother's mother-in-law will stop questioning me about when I'm getting married or stuff. When you get the invitation card, that's when I'm getting married. :D

Bon Odori 2009!

Saturday, July 18th 2009, was the 33rd Bon Odori Festival held in Matsushita Sports Complex, Shah Alam. This year, I went with my family (Haha-ue, Ani-ue, Ane-ue, Chibisuke and Kosuke) and also a good friend of mine from UTP, Eja. I was actually kinda worried that they won't enjoy the festival because this whole time I was assuming that these kind of things are the least of their interest. Turned out that everyone was having an absolute blast (event the kids) and Chibisuke was among those people who joined in the circle of people on the field. It was extremely crowded and there were more people than last year's. I didn't get to meet loads of people who I promised (or did I promise?) to meet before going to Bon Odori. The phone network sucks and we can't call each other and smses arrived an hour later or so...

Part 1: Life is about taking risk and chances - go jump in the fire and die...

... and then relive like the phoenix....


O-hisashi buri desu!

I haven't got the time to write, been busy with life (not really...). Well, those few weeks that I was gone were filled with joy and laughters! I've been enjoying life, though it's crappy and most of the time it sucks, I did cherish it. More like struggling towards happiness. But it's all good. Anyway, Here are some of the things I did during my "sudden-holiday-because-my-youth-is-crumbling" weeks..

Wander aimlessly on a Friday afternoon

Saturday's breakfast @ Starbucks

Walking the early Sunday

Going Places unintentionally

Indulge good good food everyday

Will update more when i have the time..

adieu~

akira.