Jay Han’s Shiznit Blog

I was just writing about Pak Lah, our Malaysia’s numero uno, getting married this Saturday… and as expected, many ministers and whichever and whoever not will rush to congratulate him. Good on that - after all we Malaysians are indeed a loving and caring lot (or shall I say, percieved to be?)

Then we have this one really beautiful poem which was dedicated to Pak Lah, by one of his ministers (one who always have a tendency to give out Semi Valueoooo remarks and answers whenever there’s any issues pertaining his works). And the poem goes like this :

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From this day forward
You shall not walk alone.
Her heart will be your shelter,
And her arms will be your home.
A mountain needs a valley to be complete;
the valley does not make
the mountain less, but more;
and the valley is more a valley because
it has a mountain towering over it

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Lovely aint it?! I bet the semi haired valued minister, would be soooooooo proud of himself for being able to compose and come out with a wonderful piece of poem. How poetic…. awww… This "masterpiece" got published in The Star online portal (I only get to read what’s online since the hardcopy printout aint available in the UK). But wait a minute… why on earth TheStar took down the link to this dedication by Mr. Semi Valueooo just moments after it was published?

Funny aint it?

A quick check then reveals a real embarassing facts about this case. If Mr. Semi Valueooo were to be so poetic and resourceful - he’s done a terrible job. The poem was a copy-paste job from here and also here . Ahh c’mon Mr. Minister! I know your Bahasa Malaysia suck, but I didnt know you suck more at trying to copy and paste… I bet you must have forgotten your lecturer telling you "Nak tiru pun tiru lah pandai pandai… change here and there a bit lah!". This is plagiarism Mr. Semi Valueooo… or maybe it wasn’t you who wrote it after all?? Just using one of your assistant’s job whom you directed to come up with a poem and stick it at our PM and claim it as yours?

I know most of our ministers are sucky. But this is totally embarassing! I guess Mr. Valueooo not only cant do a proper job on our official building’s maintainance contracts (for the records, Malaysia’s Parliment building was suffering from a pipeline leakage, and one of our Courts have the ceiling tiles falling off), but also cant be a poet. So… Dei macha! If cannot write poem just write a normal congratulating note lah… poorah!

Really a semi valueooo with no value lah… Makes me wonder if Britney Spears can do a better job than Mr. Valueoo or not… swap them and let our Mr. Minister sing "oopss I bocor again!".

Ok, so Pak Lah is gonna get married soon. Congrats to Malaysia’s numero uno. After all he do need someone since his late wife, Endon has so long passed on. I’m sure a lot of Malaysian will be congratulating him… as well as a lot more with narrow mindset saying he’s a dirty old man. Typical Malaysians…

While I see this is gonna go on the news for the next few days, I’m sitting here in the loo having a bad time. Damn Indian curry last night must have played some kinda trick in there

Bad Wednesday… bad tummy.

So I guess I’ll just wait till tomorrow before I post something.

Malaysia is moving rapidly, thrusting itself in a forward motion towards becoming an advance nation. No matter if we are gonna achieve such status by 2020 is alltogether another issue. As for me, weather we do or not does not really bother me since after all, the mindset of the society is what matters most. We can all rant about being advance and all that, but having a 3rd world mentality speaks out louder than the 1st world infrastructure we have.

Anyway, one of the main issue I see that plagues 1st world countries is fast becoming a cancer in Malaysia. Illegal immigrants. I think its quite unfair to label that all aliens as a negative impactful people. Some of them do contribute to the economics of a certain city. However, things kinda gets ugly if a bucnh of rotten apples tend to commit crimes and get away with it. We’re talking about people who dont have proper ID and address. They are literally like ghosts, and ghosts can do shit and get away without leaving any stains or foul smell.

I see this happening in all the major big cities. You have loads of aliens in Paris. I’ve seen them in London. And of course in places like New York and Boston are not spared as well. And this, to such an extend, Kuala Lumpur and also other major cities in Malaysia are fast becoming (or has already became) infested with aliens. Personally, as a Malaysian, I do not like such scenario. I feel threatened. I feel insecure. There is no where in KLC streets where I can just take a stroll without having fear being mugged or even robbed.

Then comes the MVQ (that’s most valuable question). What precisely is the government doing then? Why allow such cancer to spread? You do hear the news of aliens getting rounded up and sent to detention camps to be deported. But where are the statistics? Thing is, I see very very little effort in condoning this issue. And as we discuss more on this, innocent people are getting robbed, mugged, heck - even raped and killed. I bet all of us do read of such news from every now or so often.

Photo : Illegal immigrants roam everywhere, dodging police and enforcement officers in big cities I’ve visited, such as Rome, Paris, London and also NYC.

I’ve always questioned the cultural system and practices of Malaysian society in general. We are a bunch of people who arent really what we percieved and published and advertised. When shit happens, we tend to be selfish. Why? Simply becuz its not any of our business. So we couldnt care less. I’ve seen a lot of such antics in our society - so to some extend, I’m sure I’m right on this. How do we go about to rectify this? I dont know to be honest. Hey, I’m also a Malaysian and as usual I also wanna jaga my own periuk nasi!

It really saddens me to be honest. Seeing how our place being overrun by aggresive and violent aliens really makes me sick. I’m following the news from abroad and I have yet to read on any really solid move by the big G to make any ammendments, or changes to rectify this problem. The rakyat are living in fear, I’m certain of that. And as we live such a life, I’ll just read the news and wait till one day I read something constructive - I can only hope.

I was listening to Snow Patrol’s Counting Cars, and was really amazed by the simplicity of it. Sometimes, its those small things in life, those small little simple things, that can really make a difference. Most of us just dont see them as they pass by our daily routine life. And Chasing Cars, is an example of such simplicity in its utmost beauty. Its not really just about the simple lyrics alone. The melody, the tone, and even the music itself is very very simple.

At least it is to my rather noobish musical ears.

Anyway, I was rather inspired by this song, and it sorta reflects on my current state. I’m counting my days here in UK. I’ve planned to fly back to Malaysia by end of this month… 28th June 2007 to be exact. My bosses are discussing on avenues of extending my contract to work here in Lotus UK. I’ll leave those management stuff to them to work it out. Of course I’d hope it would be a long extension instead of a short one and instead of something which I call - the uncertainty of placement (worst case scenario).

So, from now till then, I have 26 more days to go

And I’m counting each and everyone of these days.

I’m formally announcing the return of meself from a very long slumber, being away from the blogosphere. And how convenient of doing this with the WiFi feature in my home - I’m making this announcement while sitting in my jamban! (jamban means toilet in Malay language) *evil smirk*.

Well, the last couple of months has been quite monotonous… at least most of the time it was. Well, what can one expect when ya’ strandred in this greyish hue island called England? If it doesn’t rain, it’s foggy. If it ain’t foggy it’s snowing. Fun? Hell no! Adding salt to the open wound is how un-colorful the fashion is here! Its all grey, grey, grey, black, pastel… urghhh!!

Apart from this, I guess I did enjoy some break too within the last couple of months. Went to Nice, Monaco as well as a revisit to Paris. But that’s about it I guess if I were to be forced to list down what’s interesting event which took place while I was away from this blog.

Bet no one missed me either.

Anyway, here I am. Back again. Returned from exile. And I have some plans to bring to this lil’ blog of mine. Firstly I’m gonna try make sure every postings that I make will have an accompanying picture that I will shoot. So, that will make it as a photoblog rather than a dull writings.

Secondly, I’ve been reading up a bit too much on politics and shite like that… So, I might start commenting and writing my views on that too.

Until then, signing off now for the mo!

Picture : A coastal view of the famed Promenade des’ Anglais, Nice. This pebblestone beach if facing the med. and I can vow that this is almost heavenly when it comes to weather!

I think this could be one entry before I retire into seclusion and go into exile for some time. I am lost for the moment… in life’s directions, no propositions, no plans, no nothing. Its like a blank sheet of paper without anything on it to show what to do, or where to go.

Well…

Congratulations to Jun my lovely sis. My best wishes to you and Eugene for that long road ahead of you guys. Walk it hand in hand, and face the mountains and seas together for the challenges ahead can only be overcome together.

Thank you my dear LTT for all the love you have given out unconditionally all these while; I wished I could have done better, and things turning out differently as how you’d would have wanted it to be. Maybe I have done too much this time around. Its a bitter pill to swallow to have to learn that I need to be walking up the mountain hand in hand beside you, and not in front of you being a full front protector. I guess the mountain top is only a direction, not a destination. I’m still loving you, as always how I have been.

All my love goes to you all from the bottom of my heart.

You guys will always be part of my life.

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I cant say much about this photo. I think it expresses itself more than I could. Or could it? Life’s complication lingering on a thin line, so thin, yet lethal. So, indeed life is worth pondering all about its ups and downs. So many not so senile questions for a senile mind. Heck…! I dun even know what I’m blabbering about. So here it is!

Well, I’ve done a few post processing on the photos taken in Paris during my trip, about a few weeks ago. Since now that dad’s flown into Boston… I’ve got the time to do all these post processing. Anyway here’s some pics to share… kinda lazy and ultimately, I’m not in the mood or sane mind to blog on further. Sensing a depressed state of mind creeping in… sigh…

Bonjour!

In a couple of hours time, Dad will arrive in Norwich. I guess he must be in deep sleep now in the airplane. Hopefully he’ll arrive fit and get over the jet lag soon enough cuz we’ll be going to Paris on Thursday.

Anyway…Im really looking forward to this trip to Paris. Although many have adviced me to visit Euro Disney… I guess I’ll have to pass it on. Aint a real big fan of Mickey Mouse anymore… Yeah yeah… I know its a chance of a lifetime… but I aint gonna let that Disney dude con me with his talking mouse and duck anymore… enough of that joke growing up with it.

So… back to the real deal. Paris. City of lights. Where romance takes place. And women express themselves in va-va-vooms. Coffee brasseries. Arts. Civilized population. World Cup winner. And what else not? I can only put to imagination what awaits me beyond the gates of Charles de Gaul Airport. Would it be like another Rome… where the beautiful city is raped by the strikes of never ending graffiti? I truly dont know. Will just have to wait and see. One thing for sure is that I can get away from anglais pure’e de pommes de terre (english mashed potatoes)… at least for the weekend.

Either way…I’m writing up a plan on the places I wanna visit in Paris. Outlined a few and need some careful planning to cover these places. They are:

Was

1. Louvre Museum

2. Eiffel Tower

3. Sacrecour

4. Mus้e National d’Histoire Naturelle (Museum of Natural History)

5. Arc de Triomphe

6. Luxembourg Gardens

7. Montmartre

8. Musée d’Orsay

9. Notre Dame

10. And of course not to miss Champs-Elysee (LV Prada Chanel here I come!)

Waste no more time in this blog… I shall start to plan my days in Paris. I wouldnt wanna dissapoint my old man either way, as much as I wouldnt wanna dissapoint myself. Heheh…

Until then…

Au revoir!

I’ve been out and about from this blog. Couldnt find any suitable form of "feel" to get that photo I’ve been looking for to convey what I feel inside. I know this thread should have been entitled : "Photos…" rather than a singular form… However, these 2 pics that I shot recently really means a lot in terms of the message I want them to convey.

Interpretation of messages comes in many forms, and it all really depends on the person who see into it, and think over it. I could say almost every interpretation is unique in its own delicate ways. After all - its being interpreted by various different individuals. And like it or not, each individual is unique in their very own ways.

I wouldn’t wanna reveal much of my own interpretation of these 2 photo. I’ll just hint it off with the title I have given them… and obviously, these are my feelings and how I throw them into a picture which I interpreted it in my own sane mind and emotion.

Feel free to interpret it in your own words and ways, and discussion over them is greatly appreciated.

On a lighter note, I’ll try not to go missing in action from my blog for such a long time. Except I wont be posting much from the next two weeks ‘cuz I’ll be going on a trip to Paris. Sure will post up more pics after that trip - definitely will try to capture Eiffel Tower at night time and show it in all its full glory.

Till then - cheers!