V-Day Flash Mob

Yessssss, the moment you have all been waiting for. The unveiling of the full details of the Valentine's Day Flash Mob (VFM). However, I shall not reveal much until the details have all been worked out.

Date: Feb 7, 2010
Day: Sunday
Time: 4pm (actual event), 2pm (briefing, trial run)
Location: To be determined
Participants: All ages, CausePlay is looking for beatboxers (minimum 15) and dancers (minimum 20 dancers made up of 10 couples)
Routine: Hip-hop dance, emboying the V-Day theme.

So, in the meantime, start RSVP-ing and spreading the word around.

Cheers,
CausePlay

CFM: The video everyone has been waiting for

OK here we go. Key takeaways:

1. Yes, the echo from the train was fking loud. So, I would give props to the beatboxers and singers for making it work. You guys rocked!

2. Yes, we only had 1 cameraman. Yeah, it goes back to the whole thing of ppl ffk-ing us during the last minute. Lesson learnt. What goes around comes around. We wished that we had more volunteers who could help us shoot the flash mob from different angles, so that you could actually see the reactions, smiles and "wow" coming from the passengers. Sometimes, you need to be present physically to be able to experience the "WOW" factor. Take for example, it's exactly like watching Avatar on DVD. That's just sad man.

3. Thanks again to everyone who participated! Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year 2010!

Euphoria: Christmas Flash Mob

So, the Christmas Flash Mob (CFM) was on Dec 20th, Sunday at Putra LRT. 2 words to describe it, "Fking awesome".

A couple of notes to those who ffk us during the last minute: Thanks for not coming (I mean it seriously and sarcastically). You know why? I'll tell you why. It was indeed a blessing in disguise because we couldn't have managed the logistics when we were beatboxing and singing inside the train. It would be too big of a gob to move about (if you know what I'm saying). So, yea, thanks again for not coming and blowing us off last minute. What goes around, comes around.

OK, now I shall begin deciphering the euphoria of the CFM. I'll tell you why it was so "Fking awesome":
1. It was the first ever in Malaysia and I'm pretty sure it was the first ever in the world. For those of you who are thinking of challenging this statement, pls try your very best to search for videos of a group of people "flash mobbing" public transportations while singing AND beatboxing.

2. We totally rocked it even though 15 of us showed up (vs initial target of 30). Like I mentioned above, logistics would have been tougher to co-ordinate. And if you think that beatboxing and singing in the train is easy, you are damn wrong. Imagine having to beatbox for 6 whole minutes continuously while moving from 1 tram to the next and having to balance yourself standing and trying to outdo the noise caused by the echo of the train moving through the underground tunnnel. If you think you can do it, show us what you got. As for the singers, since there was limited number of singers, we had to also outdo the noise caused by the echo. Oh, not forgetting also to keep check of the stations that we had to get out at. Otherwise, we would be ending up in Gombak or something.

3. We definitely brought a whole new meaning to flash mob, whereby long gone are the days where people just imitate whatever that ImprovEverywhere is doing (freezing, doing some train party, pillow fights, etc). CausePlay combined beatboxing and singing this time around. The next flash mob would be even bigger and better. If you wanna be part of it, you know who to contact.

4. The participants were not just young, but they were talented as well. Did I mention that they were very sporting as well? Props and kudos to the beatboxers, all ranging from 16 to 20. You amazed me and the hundreds of Malaysian LRT passengers who can testify to that. You showcased your talent and you were not afraid or shy to show the world what you got. A typical Malaysian would just stand by and watch and go "oooo" and "ahhh".

5. The reactions from the LRT passengers was something that money can NEVER buy. All the uncles and aunties who have obviously never seen people beatboxing turned to look, teen couples smiled and sang along with us, youngsters took out their cameras and videocams (for those who were carrying it there and then) and started recording. A couple of foreigners even wished us Merry Christmas after the CFM. Like I said, P R I C E L E S S (kinda like the MasterCard advertisement).

6. There were no rehearsals done. We only gathered 2 hours earlier to conduct the briefing and did a trial run before the CFM. Obviously, people have come from all over the place and we didn't wanna take up too much of their time. A beatboxer even came all the way from Malacca and another singer looked us up (instead of being invited to the event). Kudos!


Once again, a MASSIVE shoutout goes out to:
BEATBOXERS
Kimsng: For being the right-hand person for the CFM, key female beatboxer [http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/profile.php?id=629197000&ref=ts]

ABeatC: For being the show-starter and also the lead male beatboxer. Oh, not forgetting video editor [http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/profile.php?id=1029405567&ref=ts]

Koujee: For also being the lead male beatboxer and for providing the "enthusiasm" and "humour" to the group [http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/profile.php?id=100000421152230&ref=ts]

Danil: Muhibah pilot boy, who also happens to beatbox [http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/profile.php?id=714195620&ref=ts]

MC Rave: Cool dude, thanks for showing up man [http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/profile.php?id=1362886079&ref=ts]

M3: Another cool dude, thanks for showing up [http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/megatdanial?ref=ts]

Ice: "Hi, I'm Ice" "Hi, I'm Fire" All the way from Melaka, beatboxing for the fellow KL-ians [http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/AisBatu?ref=ts]

Bei: Another female beatboxer. Arigato! [http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/bbbei?ref=mf]

SINGERS
Keith: TQ for being so proactive. Look forward to your participation next round ;)
Peggy: Yes, we all know the long working hours ;) But, I'm sure you can still spend time to come and join us for the next flash mob
Psych majors: Jasmine, Felix and Cheong
Lee Yee: Bei's twin sister! Who can always throw in some beats! You go girl ;)

CAMERAMAN
Yow Fung in da house!! People thought you were shooting some film/movie :p

Do look out for the video. Will post it soon (once it's done being edited).

Cheers,
CausePlay

Loud ppl

I have lots of pet peeves. I cannot take it when there are slow drivers in front of me (when they drive like they're cruising on the road like it's some Sunday evening), too much wasabi (that's when there's this very pungent strong sensation at the back of your medulla oblongata), a person who has really bad breath (ewwww) and many other things.

However, another 2 things that I cannot take are when:

(A) a person is loud. And when I say loud, it means that whenever this person talks, you can hear him/her (although you're trying very very hard to focus on whatever it is that you're doing). Loud also means that whenever this person talks, you just feel like taking whatever it is that you're wearing on your feet (the smellier, the better) and throwing it at his/her face.

(B) when this loud person cannot speak English. Seriously man, all you can hear is "ching chong chang zing yo mo ma" (FYI- I understand and can speak the Chinese Language just fine. So, don't tell me that I'm being inconsiderate when I'm being the exact opposite).

So, let me take you back to 2 mornings ago. I woke up 30 min earlier than usual cuz I had some office work to do. So ok fine, I took the earlier train, hoping and praying and knowing pretty well that the crowd that takes the early train are usually "quiet" (cuz they would be just like me, waking up early and "redeeming" the lost sleep by napping in the train).

There I was, napping peacefully until the train stopped at BTS station.

Came in this Chinese lady and her bf/husband/companian/soulmate/better-half. When she started talking, all hell just broke loose.

Woman: ni ching chong chang ching song mo ma (FYI- I'm just making up all these words cuz I couldn't be bothered to be listening to her talk)

After 2 seconds....

Woman: mo so dang ding diu ler li la ma nong..........

After 2 seconds.........

Woman: leh li loh yu tha hue het fong fang fing fong

OH EM GEE!!!!

I really beh tahan (that's what Hokkiens say when they can't take it anymore). When I opened my eyes to see the face of the person that was making all the ruckus, I saw her. Standing 1 metre away from me, leaning against the railing, hands on her luggage handle, arms holding on to some fur coat (poor animals) and big hair, heavy makeup and no English (and obviously no courtesy as well).

Everyone was already awake by then. Obviously, they looked irritated and annoyed cuz someone stole away their napping time. Seriously, for workslaves like us, SLEEP is a very important word and activity. So important til we sometimes put sleep as our hobby and interests. Talk about being deprived.

Anyway, back to this woman. She kept talking and talking and talking as though there was no tomorrow (speaking of which, I need to go and watch 2012). Her bf just nodded and mumbled a few words, while sheepishly looking at the irritated passengers (me!) and offering an apologetic smile.

Finally, after 15 minutes of torture (trust me, 15 minutes is a LONG time), we arrived at KL Sentral. Peace and quiet at last.

As she was walking out of the train, I noticed her boots. Guess what made me laugh?

Around the boots, there were words plastered around. And they said, "NIU BAO".

Indeed, Made in China.

I would have loved to take a picture to prove my point and also to make your day, but unfortunately my phone makes that awful loud noise that goes "ching!!" whenever you snap a picture. I on the other hand, do not want to make her perasan (flatter) by thinking that I admire her boots.

OH EM GEE!!!

Keep bleeding, keep keep bleeding brow

It was my saloon ritual day, so I went to Sim's saloon. Since I have become her "preferred/loyal" customer, she has reduced the price and also given me an extra service. I actually do not know what this "extra service" is called in English, but if u were to look at the picture below, you would go "a ha"!

OK anyway, after blowdrying, diffusing and applying the curl retainer, she (ah I got it, the word!) trimmed my eyebrows using a blade. The blade was new and she was probably in a rush home for dinner, so this happened.

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Come to think of it, I think I recall why she accidentally cut my skin. She was telling this story of how the burglars nowadays are getting bolder. A couple of houses away from hers, a burglary happened. The owner of this burglarised home (Mr X) was not very close to his surrounding neighbours. So, everyday he would leave for work early morning and then come home late at night. He would not mix or even greet his neighbours. Nobody knows how he looks like or whether or not he's got wife or kids (cuz they're kinda like phantoms).

So what happened was, one day, this big-ass truck stopped in front of his house. The other neighbours thought that he was moving away cuz he never told anyone anything. There were like 3 males and 2 females (and even kids!) moving stuff into the lorry. They moved EVERYTHING (including the curtains and rubbish bin). They even had the guts to wave goodbye at this auntie who was perplexedly looking at them.

So when Mr X came home that night, you can literally hear his first word echoing throughout the neighourhood, "Nooooooooooooooooo!!!"

At the driver's seat (sorta)

This is how it looks like at the head of the LRT car. For the benefit of those who have never taken the public transport in KL before.

Snoop-ed up car

Saw this car right outside Nikko Hotel. The interior was all Snoopy! So cute :):)

Beauty is pain

Today, mummy and I went to a beauty saloon to do our eyebrows :) I wanted to thicken and darken it, whilst Mummy needed to do her laser removal before doing an eyebrow embroidery. So, we travelled to this small little shop in a very forsaken area.

While I was busy getting my eyebrows thickened and darkened to look like Sylar of Heroes, mummy was undergoing a very very painful process called the "LASER" (cheng cheng cheng!!!). Watch it with an empty stomach.

After all that zapping, Mummy looks like Erin or Rae from America's Next Top Model Cycle 13. LOL!

The nursery and the boy

This is mummy and I going to the nursery to get her "prosperity tree". That's what it's called in Mandarin "fatt choy fa".

Anyway, just pure randonmess.



Here is a very random video of this little Eurasion kid. Initially when I boarded the train, he was busy running around the pole. His mum got very irritated and kept going like, "James! Stop that!" But generally, he's SUCH an adorable kid! So cute!

Malaysia's First Beatboxing and Singing Flash Mob

Alright, this is it! This MUST work. Otherwise we will have to wait until next year's Christmas. LOL.

A BIG MA-HASSSIVVEEE shoutout and thanks goes out to Kimsng for promoting and pulling ppl to be part of the crew.

Date: 20 Dec 2009 (Sunday)
Time: 4-6pm
Venue: KL Sentral to KLCC (Putra LRT)

Cause: To bring joy and smiles to the faces of the public on this joyous occasion
Play: We will be doing a beatboxing and singing gig to Christmas songs :) Simple stuff. No major practice sessions needed. We will meet at 2pm at KL Sentral for a briefing :)

Crew: 10 beatboxers and minimum 20 singers

Hurry RSVP at fb by searching for this event title "Malaysia's First Beatboxing and Singing Flash Mob"

Trip down memory lane

OK, so today was sorta like my off-day cuz most of my kids went off for a break (after their final exams). So, after lunch, I was kinda free and my mum wanted me to get my lazy-ass to do sth productive (now you understand why this blog title if appropriately named lazy-ass).

So she was like, "Oh, let's go and make some dresses".

I was like, "Huh?"

Then she said, "Yeah, I already bought 4 metres of cloth for you. Faster. Take your bag. Quickly go"

Then we went. So, after driving for like 1 hour (yea, I know, talk about walking the extra mile eh), we finally reached.

Reason why we travelled so far was cuz there isn't a tailor here that makes dresses. So, there we were, in some very very old tailoring shop by the roadside.

This was the tailor's dog. So adorable. Apparently, somebody gave this tailor the dog a few years back. The dog was barely breathing. Apparently abused. Poor doggie :(

After that, we were so hungry cuz I didn't manage to have lunch. So, we went to this town to have lunch.


This is a RM6 curry mee. Selling at a kopitiam (not Old Town Kopitiam, but just plain kopitiam). When I was Standard 6, this bowl of curry mee was selling at RM2.80. Apparently, the prices go up every year and never comes down. Kinda like our age, if you think about it. Can only go up and never come down. Anyway, I was really hungry and I couldn't care less about the price.


This is mummy's wantan mee. Guess how much it costs? RM5. Can you imagine? A plate of wantan mee selling at RM5?!?! I don't think the one near KLCC costs as much. But mummy was hungry as well, so she couldn't be bothered.

Oh btw, we also ordered a can of coke. RM2.10. My mum's eyes nearly bulged out when the auntie said RM2.10. She thought she heard wrongly. The auntie must have thought that we were from some kampung. LOL!

Why?

Questions that will never get a truly satisfactory answer:

Why am I tired all the time?
Why isn't there a decent tailor in Nilai that can make a simple dress?
Why are the Chinese tailors making baju kurung instead of cheongsam?
Why has it always been raining in KL during 4-5pm?
Why can't I leave office 1 hour earlier if I skipped lunch or came in 1 hour earlier?
Why is that lady screaming her head off into the phone?
Why do my students never remember my lessons?
Why is that guy staring at me?
Why doesn't my mum listen to my advice?
Why does my brother go to the cyber cafe ALL the time?
Why is P&G Singapore using Kimberly-Clark products?
Why do we have to wait so long for a lift, when there are 12 functioning lifts in the same floor?
Why don't Malaysians line up at anywhere?
Why is that Indonesian man talking so loudly into his handphone?
Why do we have to judge whether a person's LV is real or fake?
Why do we have to pay service charge at a DIY restaurant?
Why are there so many hotels, houses and shoplots in Nilai?
Why can't Malaysia have a decent road sign that ACTUALLY points you into the right direction?
Why are people so obsessed with fb, Iphone and Twitter?


Why do I have so many questions unanswered?

How inconsiderate :(

OK so yesterday was Deepavali. And I came to realise that Indians too play with firecrackers on Deepavali.


Starting from 7pm yesterday, "noise" (as I would like to term it) started polluting the air.
Noise continues at 730pm.
More noise at 8pm.
Noise.
Noise.
All the way up to friking midnight.

All the friking firecrackers just somehow miraculously landed right behind my house. Everytime they went off, I had a near heart attack. Seriously damn loud.

Even when I was watching TV in the living room, the noise somehow managed to follow me right in front of my car porch. Damn buggers.

I had to turn up the TV volume so loud that it sounded like a surround sound system in the cinema. Even that I couldn't hear Josh Duhamel talk. It was just bits and pieces. Plus, the episode was damn "kancheong" (exciting/nail-biting kind) cuz Delilah was kidnapped. Anyway, for those of you who watch Las Vegas, you would know exactly what I'm referring to.

Anyway, back to the issue at hand. I was so pissed off cuz I couldn't watch my Josh. My parents were also damn annoyed cuz they couldn't sleep. So, in the end, all of us just stormed into the living room with very pissed off looks on our faces. Like it was any of our fault.

Me: Why the hell are they playing firecrackers at this time of the hour?
Mum: How would I know?
Me: Can't we report to the police or sth? Let the police catch and fine those idiots.
Mum: Yea sure, by the time the police come, these buggers would be at home sleeping already.
Me: Oh yea. *burst out laughing cuz I know EXACTLY what my mum was talking abt*

Expired license

OMG OMG OMG.

This has never ever happened to me. EVER.

I was going through my wallet and I realised that my driving license had expired!! For 6 months!

OMG. All these while, I have been driving without knowing it! I have been driving everyday!! The chances of me being caught was 31+30+31+31+30+17=153+17=170 times! OMG, make that 340 times (for the return journey). When I saw the expiry date on my license, I had to ask my students to verify the expiry date (in case my eyes were playing tricks on me). Indeed, expiry was 30th April 2009. How come I had always had the impression that the expiry was on 2011? Must be my passport. Damn.

So, after my class I drove home (in terror) praying that there wouldn't be any road blocks. (Police don't work during Deepavali, right?). Skeptical.

Thank God I reached home safe and unfined.

Great. Mummy has agreed to renew the license for me (after a lot of nagging).

"Why you never check your license ah?"
"You know how much you will kena saman anot?"
"Aiseh man, you so lucky"

Bla bla bla.

OK, point to note is damage had already been done and she is humane enough to help her daughter out.

Phew! God has mercy. I should pray more.

The Maxis Broadband epic story

OK, I have nothing against Maxis broadband, but I just wanna talk abt it. Merely because they continue to evoke all sorts of emotions in me. The last emotion that they evoked was of anger and frustration. This time around, I must say, it's rather a pleasant one. I must say, I'm pretty surprised at the letter I got yesterday.

Here goes:

Dear Maxis Broadband User,

Thank you for choosing Maxis broadband (yea, like I have a choice).

Congratulations! (oh boy, what now?) We are excited to inform you that we have upgraded your ADSL service (OK, what's the catch?). This is part of our initiative to serve our customers better by providing a smoother and stable internet connection while using our Maxis Wired Broadband (ADSL) service (See? A few angry phone calls DO work after all, only a couple months too late).

This package upgrade allows you to enjoy a better surfing experience at no extra charge to your current package price (Yea, if you're planning to charge me for the "so-called-upgrade", you are gonna get a real whopping in the ass).

The end.

Stupid hairdresser

OK, I was finishing up my Sunday classes. So, usually, I would go to the saloon afterwards for a hair pampering session. It's a ritual thing. You girls would understand, you guys won't.

So, I jumped into the car and drove straight to my favourite hairdresser (for washing and blow-drying, the other fave one for rebonding and perming is in Johor, but that's a whole diff story). There I was, excited as usual (despite this being a weekly thing) driving to Sim's saloon (yea, that's her name). To my dismay (after the 10 minute drive), when I reached, her saloon was closed.

I was truly disappointed cuz I never (I mean, NEVER) go to other saloons in this town. There are like about 10-15 saloons here. So, my mum, being the adventurous one (I'm pretty sure she has frequented almost all the saloons here), suggested that I go for this new saloon which just opened recently.

OK, I decided to go for it. After all, wth eh? It's just a hair wash. Nothing could possibly go wrong. Mum told me where it was, so I drove there.

From the outside, the saloon looked like one of those dodgy little property sales office. Kinda hard to describe for those who have never been to a sales office. When I entered, the pungent smell of cigarettes just attacked my nostrils. God! Felt like suffocating. Was trying very hard not to wiggle my nose in disgust.

Never mind that. I forgave her. No customer was there. So, guess what she was doing?

She was playing mah-jong. Typical auntie-ish-saloon fave past time. Her back was facing mine while she was playing with 2 other dodgy-looking uncles. Come to think of it now, dodgy sounds like an understatement. *shivers*

I greeted her, telling her that I needed a hair wash. *Get your mahjong butt over here asap*

She gave me the "eh-whatever shoulder shrug". Fine, I forgave her for the 2nd time. I sat down and she continued with her mahjong game. I waited. 5 minutes. Waited. 10 minutes. Waited. 15 minutes. She finished like 3 rounds before attending to me.

At that point in time, I really wanted to slap her friking face. But I was patient. So she came to me and started washing my hair. Remember the 2 dodgy-looking uncles? They were staring at us (i.e. me trying to get my hair washed and her washing my hair). OMG. Dodginess to the max. They could have gone outside for a smoke or to the kopitiam next door for some coffee. But no. They wanted to look. FML.

OK fine. So, after shampooing, you would obviously need to rinse off the shampoo. So I walked up from my seat and went to that place where you would need to lie horizontally and your head would be in a sink. You can imagine it, right? OMG, the uncles were staring at that too! Major FML.

I felt totally uncomfortable and uneasy. Just imagine how you would have felt. Urghhh!

Fine, washing was done. Time for blow drying and doing the curls (by adding styling gel for curls). I took out my styling gel from my bag (yea, I bring my own stuff cuz I don't trust their products. I am that paranoid) and gave it to her. So, she applied some generous amount on her palm and began to run the gel through my curls.

Then, she asked this superbly dumb-ass question.
"Eh, this one is styling gel meh? How come it's like hair serum?"

I was totally speechless. Sim was using that same styling gel for the past few times on my curls. So I replied her, "Yea la, it IS styling gel. Look what it says on the bottle" (She obviously didn't know how to read cuz I had to speak to her in Mandarin. I was kind enough to translate the above dialogue into English).

She looked skeptical. I told her to just apply the damn thing and shut the hell up (OK, I skipped the latter part).

After applying, obviously you would need to blow dry the hair again so that the gel would absorb into the hair and harden the curls. As she was doing that, she said (in Mandarin), "Wah, this gel very good ah"

Stupid hairdresser 0 vs Styvee 1.

I swear to God I will never ever ever ever go to that saloon again.

Do I look like an alien?

I hate people who stare. It not only pisses me off. It annoys the hell out of me. I will be like, "Excuse me *explitive*, wtf are you staring at? Do I owe you money or sth? Did I run over your dog?"

There are 2 categories of people who are starers:
1. Perverts in trains who sit opposite you and stare at you (God knows which part)
- It's just sad you know. I feel bad for them, because either they're not gettin' any or their still dissatisfied after gettin' some. And the worst part is, they have no shame! They stare at you, you give them the "wtf look", they continue staring. God!

2. Sorta educated people (mostly females) who usually cling onto their bfs and whisper stuff while staring at you.
- Seriously, what's wrong with these ppl? It's not like I have piercings on my eyeballs or tattoos on my lips. I'm normal. Like every other Malaysian out there (sadly). You know what I would do the next time? When they stare at me, I would quickly take out my phone and video tape them or better yet, take a photo (with flash). Let them have a taste of their own medicine. So, it's best to to sit or stand around singles (male/females) who have sth of more interest in their hands (like a novel, Ipod, newspaper).

Finance offsite @ Avilion Port Dickson

Woohooo!!! Back to office after 1.5 days of chillout and fun with the whole ASEAN Finance team. It was awesome, the place was amazing and the people were just fun! Loved it! Here are just some of the pictures (of the room mostly) but this doesnt do much justice because I had so much fun that I forgot to take pictures.

My breakfast package (consisted of a red apple, a pack of Tiger biscuits, a tuna sandwich, a packet of raisins, a bottle of mineral water and a packet of apple juice). Talk about healthy =)

Mine's on the left, Vicky's on the right.

This is what happens to those who sleep in the bus.

Look at that! A chicken coop in a beach resort.

Chickens chilling on the park bench.

My room was in Rangoon. To the left, to the left ;)

Nature's Walk or Jogging Trail?

Spa Garden!!! Too bad it wasn't open when we checked it out =(

This is how the Spa Garden looks like. Niceeeee!

SPA!!!!!

This cute little thing is outside every chalet. No one seemed to be using it because the water *ahem* didn't look "clean".

Water chalet! Kinda reminds me of Bali. Not that I have ever been there, but I figured that this is how it should and will look like =)

Not quite sure what building this is. But looks nice eh?

Bed. Looks awesome huh?

Another bed?!?! Yeah, this was beside the other 2 beds. It's facing the balcony =)

My bed.

I just can't get enough of the bed.

Self-explanatory.

Bath tub. Duh!

Open shower (or whatever you may call it, al-fresco shower, rain shower, outdoor shower)!! Amazingly cool and sexy! Hahaha. If you were to look to the left of the hand railing, you can actually see the sea below you. Plus, there's no roof above you as well! It's open air baby!

The bathroom is actually the divided into 3 parts; bath tub, toilet and open shower.

Conclusion: The 1.5 days was A W E S O M E!! Highly recommended for those who are looking for a quiet getaway.

Merdeka CausePlay! (Ex the rain, and 2 mikes)

This is Merdeka CausePlay, less 2 mikes. Hated that it happened (the less 2 mikes part) but it did anyway (*due to some hiccups*). These teens managed to stop traffic flow and wow-ed those shoppers outside Pavilion KL. There was even a couple who were so shocked that they kept whispering to each other and pointing. Indeed a sight.

Proud that we hit our target of 100 people. Not proud (and a little pissed off) that certain parties did not walk the talk. That will be dealt with separately.

For now, here they are! Enjoy!


Purely beatboxers

CausePlay is ON! Aug 25th at Pavillion

Awesome! Merdeka CausePlay is ON!! Aug 25th is the date to remember and 5pm is the time! I am just so psyched!

Here are the main highlights of the day!

BEATBOXERS

SINGING

1000 PEOPLE

PATRIOTISM

CHARITY

FUN!!!

I am just so psyched (oops, I said that already). Event will be held at Pavillion, 1 night only! 1st ever in Malaysia. Come and have fun!

Thanks to Edwin L, Ben L, ABeatC and his Wu Tang Clan :p, Steffi L, Jas, Liza and everyone else who have been helping out!! I owe u guys BIG TIME!


RSVP at fb! CausePlay No: 1- Merdeka
http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#/event.php?eid=128446554154&ref=nf

CausePlay

Revolution has found its name; CausePlay.

CausePlay is and will be only 5 things.

1. A community intended to bring the nation closer to each other. We welcome children, youths, adults, old folks, widowed, married, single, divorced, gays, lesbians, Chinese, Malays, Indians. You name it. Any form of discrimination will not be tolerated. Be part of the family.

2. A channel to relay a message to the masses. This movement will NOT be a means to advocate views pertaining to political propaganda, racism or discrimination. CausePlay will focus on advocating help needed to improve the lives of humanity by breaking out from the conventional mindset.

3. A mass movement of actions and voices. We will NOT advocate strikes or rallies that will pertain and benefit the minority few individuals or parties. CausePlay will aim at educating and reminding the masses of a certain purpose (i.e. patriotism, local music, etc).

4. A neutral party. CausePlay is not backed or fueled by any bodies or agencies. This movement is fueled by the support of the masses voluntary kindness. However, any form of support that we get (i.e. money) from the public will be channeled for good use (i.e. orphanage homes, old folks' shelters, etc).

5. Do things for the namesake of "FUN". Sometimes, the acts/gigs that we carry out are all in the name of fun and need not necessarily have a meaning behind it (although we try to have one). Can't we just have fun once in a while?

Ping me to be part of the crew. We will be launching our very first gig (hopefully) by the end of August. We're looking for crew members (around 100 of you) and a couple of videoman/videowoman. You could also be "headhunters" in the sense that you hunt for ppl to be part of the crew too!

P/S- If Yasmin Ahmad was still alive, she would have been the 1st one to sign up. Don't you think so too?

Revolution is here

People of the blog nation,

Hear me out. I will be starting a revolutionary-out-of-the-blue video project. If you have seen the internationally-well-known video of Grand Central Freeze, then you would know what I'm talking about. Otherwise, go youtube it and contribute to its exponential growth in popularity.

If you're going like, "Oh man, not that again" (cuz in case you didn't know, Malaysia did attempt (with emphasis on the word "attempt") but didn't quite hit it off. So, I am NOT gonna be doing that. Instead, I will be doing other show-stopping, eyebrow-raising stunts/gigs. This will depend ultimately on the number of people that volunteer to be in the crew (yup, you guys will be known as crew members). Currently, I have only about 10 ppl that have volunteered (yes, since you and I both know that Malaysians are not willing to do stuff that are considered peculiar or awkward in public). It's a small number for now, but I target to have about 100 people (give or take). I trust that I can and will be able to gather 100 youths that are currently sprawling and just hanging out at KLCC or Pavillion to do this. Seriously. I know that they are up for it. It's just a matter of getting the word to them.

Therefore, I am CHALLENGING you to get in touch with me for sign-up and further details. If you have questions in your mind right now (like where and when), those details will be finalised once we have confirmed on the total number of crew members.

If you're brave and would like to do sth revolutionary in your life, buzz me.

Just so you know, I have talked this idea with lots of ppl and I have gotten tons of comments/reactions. Below are just a few of them:

1. Hah?!?! You want to do things like that ah? (Styvee: Why not? It's not unlawful and certainly is good for your self-esteem)

2. Aiyor, why you want to copy things that ppl have done before? (Styvee: I'm not going to copy, but will instead come up with stunts that nowhere else in the world has done before. Let's create sth for once in our life instead of copying whatever everyone else has done)

3. Oh man, I will die of embarrassment. (Styvee: Then would you rather die of old age? Or getting knocked down by a drunk driver? Or lie on your deathbed wishing that you had done more in life vs just living it?)

4. Don't have time la (Styvee: Too bad then. Looks like I have mis-judged you. Go on and continue doing whatever that makes you happy. I have nothing against that)

5. It's so stupid leh (Styvee: Stupid? Certainly not. Silly? Most definitely yes. Like I said, have fun doing things that you can laugh about ten years down the road. Once that stage in your life is over, then that's it. Period)

6. I'm not gonna go around chasing dreams. I'm too realistic to be doing things like that (Styvee: You know what? It's comments like this that further fuel the desire to make this happen so that I can shut your trap =))

7. Too much dialogue (Styvee: Oh yeah? Just wait and see)

No hard feelings to those that have rejected. We were afterall born in a country/society/culture that teaches and constantly reminds us that we do not do things like this and it's better off to be doing sth productive. Yeah, you're right. I have been productive!! Working my ass off 12 hours a day, 7 days a week, 30 days a month and 365 days a year. Do I want to continue doing that for the rest of my life? Maybe. Do I wish (just for once in this stage of my life that I do sth that I can be truly proud of?) Of course!!.

So, this is my move. What's yours?

Soaring in the air. Probably at 30,000 feet

Again, I'm bored and none of the ppl on my MSN list wanna talk to me. Therefore, I was looking for sth to do to kill the boredom (before I kill myself, although Liza did volunteer to do that for me) and I stumbled upon my camera! Alright! Picture time! Haha, not exactly, I realised that I recorded this really amazing video (sth that I have always wanted to do) in the plane on the way to China. So here you go. I trust that this is sth amazing because usually the flight attendants will go, "Excuse me, Miss, pls turn off your electronic devices because we're about to land, bla bla bla".



If you hear babies crying or kids talking, they're not mine. And at the end of the video, you will be able to hear Ben saying sth like, "Oh shit" *ROFL*

One Chinese boy, one Malay girl, one unforgettable love story

OMG, Sepet was so sad. OK, I'm sorry that I did not watch it when Yasmin was still alive. But it's never too late to be reading about Shakespeare's Sonnet 18, or listen to MJ's Butterflies or watch Gubra. Seriously, when I was re-watching the trailer, I had goosebumps all over and my eyes started to tear up.I loved the movie. Why?

1. It was real. Real as in, it didn't look like the Director or Producers took a lot of trouble to change the way the actors/actresses talked, dressed, walked, whatever. It felt home.

2. It was freaking sad. When Orked had to leave, I just cried my eyes out..wawawawa.. man, it was true love between Jason and Orked.

3. The couple was cute. Jason and Orked. Seriously, very good-looking couple. Jason's English was good and Orked is damn talented (as always).

4. The casting was excellent. Ida Nerina, Harith Iskandar, Adibah Noor. Zehan Marissa. Just superb.

5. No boundaries. Uncut. This movie explored the realities of the world that we live in. Which ever idiot that said that certain scenes from the movie were obscene or inappropriate, screw them. They can go to hell.

6. The OST was awesome! Totally complemented the movie.

Forgive me if I obsess about anything and everything abt the movie for the next 2 weeks.

"One Chinese boy, one Malay girl, one unforgettable love story"

Stupid Call Center ppl

Argh. Maxis Broadband is at it again! Stupid DSL light keeps blinking. Ever since I installed this damn modem like 6-8 months ago, it has been giving me problems, day in day out. I can safely that I am the person that appears the most number of times in their call logs.

Thank God the 1800 is toll-free. Otherwise, I would have really kicked their asses. Just imagine, you give me a bloody unstable connection, and you still wanna charge me for that?!?! I somehow feel like there's a conspiracy behind this whole thing. Every Thursday, whenever I wanna logon to the Internet, it always doesn't seem to work. Perhaps the modem has bad karma with Thursdays. I really don't know and I don't have the time to unravel the mystery yet.

But anyway, here's a brief encounter with the supposedly-helpful "Consultant" (how dare they name themselves like those ppl who work at Accenture!!).

Guy at the end of the line: Hello, welcometoMaxisBroadbandhowmayIhelpyou? (Seriously, that's the speed that they always talk in. He mentioned his name somewhere in that gibberish, but I didn't catch it and PLUS, I was too pissed off to be asking for his name)

Me: (rolling my eyes) Good evening (yea, I know. Sadly, I was still up chatting with some guy who can't enunciate English words properly at 1040pm). My DSL light is blinking (after the 100th time, I just couldn't be bothered to introduce myself or give him my BB account number).

Guy at the end of the line: OK, no problem. May I hef (yup, that's how he pronounced it) your name?

Me: My name is........ (I knew he would definitely screw up my name so I just told him my IC number so that he can check my authenticity). My IC number is **********68.

Guy at the end of the line: OK, Ms Tan (see?! point proven). I repeat again (don't ppl know that this is an overly-used incorrect phrase?!?) your IC number is **********68.

Me: (Can you pls hurry your damn ass up?). Yes correct.

Guy at the end of the line: Can I pls have your address?

Me: (*gritting my teeth while telling my address*) .......................................

Guy at the end of the line: No problem (what an appropriate response) OK, so your DSL light is blinking yea? (yea, that's what I said, you fool)

Me: Can you pls help me check what the problem seems to be? (here we go) Ever since I installed the modem a few months ago, it has been giving me problems. Sometimes, it's stable, sometimes it's not. Everytime I disconnect and reconnect, it doesn't seem to work. You know, I'm so afraid to disconnect because I might not be able to reconnect again (the guy was probably nodding his head in sympathetic confusion).

Guy at the end of the line: OK, no problem (seriously, what's wrong with this dude?). Let me check your connection yea. Give me a minute

(puts me on hold while polluting my ears with the same damn Maxis Broadband ad. Did I mention that I was put on hold for like 5 minutes? Seriously, it's just a modem, not E=MC2)

Guy at the end of the line: OK, I have checked in the system. Your DSL light is blinking yea (that's what I said, you imbecile!). I will escalate this issue to the 2nd level (wow, would that be Obama?) and they will reset the port for you. So, what you do is, switch off the modem now and wait for 1 hour. After 1 hour (that would be 1140pm), pls try and switch on the modem again. If the problem still persist, pls call us back because the Technical Department close at 12am (gee, why didn't I think of that?)

Me: OK, fine. But I'm telling you. I have done this before and it didn't work. What if it still doesn't work? Will you send a technician over? Cuz I need to use the Internet tomorrow morning.

Guy at the end of the line: No problem (can someone pls send this guy for English class?). You can call us and we will make the appointment with the technician.

Me: OK fine, thanksgoodbye (couldn't wait to hang up)


When I hung up, he was probably still reciting from his cue card "Thank you for calling Maxis Broadband. Is there anything else that I can do for you?"

And, as expected, when I checked again at 1140pm, the DSL light was still blinking. I should have just slept at 1040pm. When I called again, no one picked up.