Back from Daze

I lead an adrenaline-rush life, so that's why I fell sick when I took a couple of days off to relax at home. The adrenaline waned off and my relaxed body couldn't fight a throat infection that had led to a mild fever followed by days and days of fatigue and xian-ness. I need to zen.

So, during my recuperation ( but working ), I thought to myself "Life is short, do what you like now or forever live in wonder"

Enough of my monophonic and blue black screen decade old Nokia god-knows-what.


So me got meself a spanking new black sleek turn-me-on Nokia 6233. Woo hoo! My FIRST camera phone! My FIRST polyphonic/MP3 ringtone! Got bluetooth and 3G summore! I just love the keypad and the navigation keys, soft and sensitive. Fast response too. I even kept the plastic protective films on for a week before realizing the reason why my pictures turned out so bloody dull, blur and dark.


And now I can take pictures of robbers or snatch thieves in the act, in case it happen in front of me. The police won't need CSI-standard image analytical softwares to decipher their identities because I will have 2 megapixel quality images. Buahahahah! (action siah!) By the way, I paid nothing for it. Employee personal development fund. $600 to burn annually. Can buy phone, camera, computer and accessories, holidays, courses etc. Happiness.

If I had my new phone 3 weeks ago, I would have shared something shocking with you all. Paul and I were having our dinner at one of our regular food court in Megah Ria, Johor Bahru, Johor, Malaysia.

Like many other food courts in JB, the management provides entertainment in the form of a huge projector screen, showing the local ( well, Singapore's Channel U or 'di ba buo dao' Channel 8 ) TV shows, movies or live soccer on SportsChannel, while the patrons enjoy their meals or have a little get-together of beer and peanuts or just chilling out.

That night, they were screening a low-budget production, cheapo version of something that reminded me of the 1997 thriller movie Anaconda. Must be leftovers from the pirated VCDs boom years back. There were dinosaurs too, exactly like the ones we used to watch in Ultraman & Raksasa Dari Galaksi Neon when we were 5 year old. They were nothing compared to Jurassic Park but I tell you human nature is amazing, everyone still had their eyes fixated on the screen although the raksasa was moving like it was a puppet having spasms, and the script was trash.

Then came this scene at a lake. No, not those lakes with beautiful sceneries like Hero. It's those muddy crocodile dundee lakes. This blonde walks into it to wash herself. First she strokes her platinum blonde long hair and flings it aside and she parts her succulent lips and closes her eyes like she is high on the lake water. Then, SHE TAKES OFF HER SHIRT AND STARTS CARESSING HER PORN-SIZED HUMONGOUS BEDANGDANGS! F***!

I have never heard a SILENT food court for a second. Shy giggles and glances followed. The scene stopped of course.

WHAT THE HELL?! IT'S A FAMILY FOODCOURT!! There were kids, hello! There were chiko lao ah peks, hello!
The foodcourt management should start thinking about censorship boards. Tsk tsk tsk...

Nevertheless, it was entertaining, including the bedangdangs.