Chin Peng is a terrorist; he killed a lot of people. No rehab for him. Fine. What about Noordin? Didn’t he kill people too? How come he is allowed to return home? Oh right, that’s because he didn’t kill Malaysians and he’s dead. I guess the only way for CP to cross over the Malaysian Immigration department is through a body bag. Be consistent abit lah, Home Minister. Later orang cakap lu berat sebelah, you tunjuk keris pulak.

Who will become the better PM?

Who makes a better PM?
Fauwaz Abdul Aziz | Sep 29, 08 7:45pm

Opposition Leader Anwar Ibrahim was the more popular choice to become the next prime minister than Deputy Prime Minister Najib Abdul Razak, according to a Merdeka Centre survey.

-Malaysiakini

Well beats me. You can’t tell until the last minute. I remember Dr M once said he was relieved that George Bush managed to defeat Al Gore in the presidential election seeing that the latter had tumultuous relationship with Malaysia by asking Malaysians to ‘reformasi’ in the APEC summit. Seeing how George Bush literally destroyed Iraq and Aghanistan and possibly wants to go to war with Iran in the future, he must be eating his words right now.

And to think we have another potential VP with the name Palin who thinks Ahmadinejad must be stopped at all cost. Pretty scary when I thought of it, so I hope Mc Cain will never become the President. This is why I thought it will always be premature to decide who will become the better Prime Minister. Choosing Abdullah to grace the premier seat has got to be Dr M’s greatest decision ever.

Dismantling his crook bridge legacy, liberalized the political freedom a little, and becoming Khairy’s Bapa Mertua. So what will be Anwar’s or Najis’s future legacy? Strapping C4s on his nemesis like Raja Petra and blow him up on the tip of KLCC? Hopefully people won’t have to call him Bapak C4 next time. And I don’t think Bapak Perliwatan Awam would be too flattering either.

As I blogging at this hour, it simply means I can’t sleep. Not because I am on amnesia or something but the sense of euphoria is running high in my adrenaline. After 9 years of not winning the European Champions League, Manchester United are finally champions again. It is extremely ironic though. I started supporting the Red Devils in 1990, and they finally won the Champions League in 1999.

Right now, after another 9 year cycle, Manchester United is champions again. I do hope I don’t have to wait another 9 years for them to win the famous trophy again. Fuck I would be 37 years old by then. When United had their worst season in 2005/2006, many of my fellow MU ‘fans’ started to abandon the team and lend their support to Chelsea. Bloody glory hunters. Despite their embarrassing showing in that following season, I continued to support them like never before. Ok enough of some of the boring history I had along my support to United.

It’s been awhile since I stayed up late because I no longer practice my usual nocturnal lifestyle as I already planned my visit to a nearby mamak stall. It’s not like United will always get to the European Champions League final on yearly basis so I need to make a point by staying up late tonight (I am so going to be dead later on) to catch the match. I went there alone but I manage to make some friends with some of the United fans. Overall, the match was nerve wrecking in the 2nd half with all the ‘kena tiang’ (not once but thrice!) incidents and every one was jumping from their seats. I didn’t jump.

But I went berserk,

and jumped on the table after I saw these memorable scenes on TV.

Photos courtesy of Forum Lowyat

The feeling of euphoria is extremely difficult to contain when I thought United are screwed after Ronaldo missed his penalty. Mana tahu John Terry also missed his penalty. He should really thank God that England is not even in Euro 2008 otherwise they are going to screw up in penalties again. I really hate penalties but I am going to make an exception that this would be my favourite penalties of all time. As the team lifted the trophy for the first time since 1999, tears began to flow from my bloated eyeballs. I still cannot sleep, I need some one to inject some sedatives on me.

I am Hainan ren, Hoinam Yan, Hainam Lang. Contrary to unpopular belief, we got nothing to do with Mee Hailam. As far as I can remember, I don’t recall having this specific dish in the Hainanese cuisine. Think about hainan, you will think of hainanese chicken lice. Although I can safely tell you that, hainanese chefs are not only good at making chicken lice, they are good at making other dishes too.

My lao ah mah (granny) makes the best chicken rice in the world. She is my granny, so I am entitled to be bias. Even when I say I am bias, she used to sell chicken rice at some foreign country but she had retired ever since. She cannot make chicken rice any more because of her old age. It’s time for her to enjoy life because she has made chicken rice all her life.

Yes, I am Hainam lang. A Hainam lang who cannot speak the Hainanese language. Yes I can’t speak the dialect. If a Chinese can’t speak Chinese, you call them banana. What do you normally say if you can’t speak your own dialect group language? Do You call them Durian? Green from the outside, yellow from the inside? My lao ah mah (granny) speaks Hainanese to my lao pey but ironically she spoke to me in Cantonese ever since I was born.

Although every one in my dad’s family speaks hainanese but most of them speak Cantonese to me anyway. I don’t think it’s surprising when I am half Cantonese myself. When communicating with cousins, we spoke in English. Like me, I don’t think they speak much of the hainanese dialect either. Dad on the other hand, is very good with dialects. Due to the nature of his job, he can speak almost every chinese dialect.

He speaks good mandarin, cantonese, hainanese, teochew, hokkien, foochow, hakka and etc. Me leh? Stuck with 3 chinese dialect so far. That’s not too bad for a ‘banana’ eh? I don’t know if I can call myself banana because I speak Chinese. I dunno how to write and not proficient at reading Chinese characters only.

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I am always mesmerized with the studies of dinosaurs and ancient civilizations out there. I remember there was a documentary that got me hooked instantly. It was about mummies. But they are not the Egyptian mummies. They are Chinese mummies from the Han Dynasty. It was quite impressive that a body is so well preserved even after 2000 years. You can see fleshes that are still intact on the body and sometimes it made the Egyptian body preserving process looked so child’s play. I hope I can watch more documentaries on dinasours and ancient civilizations.