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One thing I’d like to say to Pak Lah: "Pak Lah, the tribe has spoken!".

Actually, we’ve spoken a long time ago, you weren’t listening. You were too busy purchasing private jets and bungalows somewhere else. Your ‘machais’ were not listening either. They were too busy building bungalows for themselves and inviting orphans to tour their newly built castle.

But then, you’re still here, Pak Lah. For some reasons, you’re still here. Is it because there are still those who are appreciative of what you or your party has done for the country in the past? Yea, that’s valid. But I also noticed that a majority of parliamentary seats you’ve won came from two states, Sabah and Sarawak, which accounted for 51 seats of the total of 137 that you have won.

Oh ya, you did pretty well in Johor too, but let’s take a look closely and consider this: Almost 40% of the parliamentary seats you’ve won are from east Malaysia. You’ve lost Penang, Perak, Selangor, Kedah and Kelantan. Think about it, SELANGOR, PERAK, PENANG! All highly developed areas (relatively to other states) and you ALSO lost all except one parliamentary seats in WP KL (where the opp won 10). Relatively, these are the more sophisticated voters with better grasp of current events.

I can’t really tell. Which is more representative? Big states like Selangor, Penang, Perak and WP KL (though not a state) or Sabah & Sarawak. Pls do not misunderstand me for saying East Malaysian voters are unimportant or that their decisions should have less influence. But consider this, which part or states have more rural areas? I’m actually not qualified to do this kind of analysis, but I can’t help but noticed, mainly young voters and more sophisticated voters (sophisticated meaning have more access to informations, including non-mainstream medias) voted for the opposition! The supposedly next generation leaders and information-savvy young lings voted against you! Think. Which one is more representative of your future voters?

Is that a CLEAR message or what?!

I was really excited with the turnout of events because I feel so much a part of it. Mainly because this is the first time I’m voting. I feel like we’ve just made history and I’m very much a part of it.

We HAVE made history. We have broken the myth that the gorv is invincible. 51 years of independence, and we’re led to believe that they are invincible, by almost every election results in the past. In the past, the minority races have to depend on seeking representation in the gorv by voting for component parties in the gorv to preserve their interest. By voting for a component in the gorv, we’re still playing by their rules! What kind of power is that? It’s like having the negotiation power of a mouse against an elephant.  A very submissive mouse, that is, because this mouse depends on the elephant for food!

But what just happened in this election, is that WE, the people, have sent a clear message to the gorv, that we have the resolve to change that. We want at least another elephant to talk for us. Not a submissive mouse. We, the people, can take back the power vested in you, if you prove to be unworthy of our trust. And this should serve as a warning to the oppositions as well. If you fail us, we CAN vote you out in the next election too. We’ve just shown you we’re very capable in doing that.

So, my friends, pls do not have the impression that I’m pro-opposition and anti-gorv. I’m only voting for a capable gorv.

I did not vote for the opposition. I voted against corruption.

I did not vote against the gorv. I voted for integrity and competency.

Bravo Malaysia, I’m proud of you!

Tensai = genius.

Time and time again, I would be asked: why do you use this Sakuragi Hanamichi name in your email?

So that’s why I’m here today, to expose the great mystery of SAKURAGI.

The story begins when I was 8 years old…

Haha.. kidding.

Seriously, when I was 15, I went into this huge bookstore right in the middle of town and..haha…. I can’t help it. You’re like, still reading. Woo… so funny

Alright. It is actually not that dramatic. It’s a pretty lame story actually. The fact is, I have Japanese blood in me cause my great grandfather is Japanese and he married my great grandmom who’s Chinese from Guangchow, China. Thus I was given a Japanese name: Sakuragi Hanamichi. Hanamichi being my surname.

And then some idiot read this in my blog and think that this story is true. Ahem.

You want to kill me, don’t ya.

Still reading? I’m impressed.

Here’s the real story:

Years ago I got addicted to a comic book series known as SlamDunk by Takehiko Inoue. I read the Malay version at that time cause my chinese reading skills sucked pretty bad at that time. The last of the series was published during my 2nd year in uni.

I was a total fan of Slamdunk and still think that it is one of the best comic series I’ve come across. Period. I still remember I would spend a lot of time drawing the characters from  the comic and after some time, I had a collection of artwork  on SlamDunk. I thought it was pretty awesome.

Well, I have strong (positive) opinions on my drawing talent and there are probably only 2 or 3 people who has seen my SlamDunk artwork collection who think otherwise (actually, only 2 or 3 people has seen them).

And in maintaining high regards for my own art skills, well, lets just say I have my ways of effectively silencing critics.

May they rest in peace.

You got it right. Sakuragi Hanamichi was the main character of the comic. Because I liked the character so much that I use it when I first register for my email add, partly also because of the fact that I wasn’t able to register the name that i initially prefer (for emails or any other membership sites) because my name ‘wahoo’ would normally be taken, also ‘wahoo79′ or ‘wahhoo’ or ‘wahhoo79′ or…you get the idea. I don’t feel comfortable registering myself as ‘wahoo37146′ and the like, know what I mean?

So, it became sort of like a habit since then.

But the name and the character Sakuragi do actually have a deeper meaning to me, which I’ve written about in a since deserted blog of mine in a post titled: ‘Sakuragi and me’.

Cause I’m lazy, lets just do some copy and paste here, k:

Sakuragi and Me.

      Whats with the japanese name? I get this a lot when I inform people of my email add. So who the hell is sakuragi anyway?

Hanamichi Sakuragi is his full name.
Westerners likes to put our names the other way round, with the family
name at the back, so it appears as Sakuragi Hanamichi in the mal
ay
version of Slamdunk. So this Sakuragi is actually a character from the famous manga: Slamdunk.

Sakuragi is a nutcase. An arrogant, self-obsessed, loud, rude gangster. But he’s the central
character in the manga and what makes it interesting. Yes, he is the HERO! What?! You ask. Yeah,
funny, eh. So why this name?

In the manga, Sakuragi joined the basketball club in his
school to impress his dream girl. But being a rookie in the game, he makes a fool of himself all the time thinking he is a born basketball genius. And so, our hero tries hard to show off his ’skills’ right from
the first day of training, which caused a lot of embarrassing
moments which is just damn funny.

Being humiliated again and again by
his achrival (Rukawa, an amazing player) which is also the love interest of his dream girl does not
affect his faith in himself as a ‘talented’ basketball player.
He does has great talents, as later shown in the story, an unpolished gem.

Right from the start, he believe he’s the future star player, even if he does play like shit in the beginning, and has no liking to learning all basic skills whatsoever or taking advice from anyone. No one knows where his ego comes from. It’s
like he’s too stubborn and stupid to understand the critisism and
humiliation he faces so often.

I particularly like his skill of cutting off all sounds by ‘closing his ears’ when he has done something stupid
and everyone is trying to talk some sense into him. (Don’t we all need this
skill to keep all the negative things away to move ahead?)

He’s a real nut but he is a hero because right from the start, he
believed in himself, he believed in his talent, and no setback could
convince him otherwise. The kind of faith is impressive (even though he started off
just to impress a girl, haha..).

Sometimes we all have to be a nutcase to the people around us too,
don’t we? We have to do things that seems stupid/ impossible/
impractical to the people around us, we have to make some choices that
would make us very unpopular but we know is the right thing to do. Sometimes, I just think, we have to be Sakuragi.

Have you ever heard of the story of Einstein being so absent-minded that he boiled his pocket watch instead of the egg he was holding.

I’m very much like Einstein.

Ok. I feel better now. Just don’t ask me what I did.

That’s all folks.

That’s because I’ve been dragging my feet for the past week since coming back from holiday.

I so wanted to write more here, and for the first time in ages, I actually have an idea (a few, to be accurate) of what to write.

Just couldn’t find the time.

This must be the single most commonly used excuse for everything  under the sun that you need an excuse for.

Why didn’t you call me? —- I couldn’t find the time.

Why did’nt you fix the toilet light? —— I couldn’t find the time.

Why are you not married? —— I couldn’t find the time.

Why are you gay? ——- I couldn’t find the time to be straight.

Why are you writing all these crap instead of writing the things you said you wanted to? —— I couldn’t find the time to be logical.

Why am I reading this? ——— cause you’re as psychotic as I am.

My feet need to be a mouse. I know. I don’t make any sense.

Now, shoo.

I suck at packing. So I checked out a website to see if I left out anything important. Found a great tip for packing for an oversea trip:

Make sure you have enough underwear. At least 2 extra of the number of days of your intended stay.

OK. Checked. I brought extra. Just in case I ripped one off farting.

Enjoy your Christmas everyone!

I’ll be stranded in an airport somewhere with a bunch of goofy acquaintance on Christmas for 8 hours. Let’s hope I can still sneak out and have the craziest Christmas ever. That’s my plan. Wish me luck.

WARNING: Random.

Year end sales chasing is taking its toll on me.

That bitch of a target is so evasive I’m forced to work doubly hard and it seems that I won’t be able to retire from this chase any sooner than the last day of this year…

Sales target is so high this year I will suffocate from the lack of air when I reach it. IF I reach it.

I know many of you are already in the mood for your year end holiday. Blardy hell, I also want…:(

I need to start doing some meditation or something. If I can’t be in Nirvana physically, at least I can try to experience it in my mind.

I do have a holiday/year-end getaway planned. But I’m still not in the mood for it yet, not with sales figures still looming at the back of my mind, like some giant insect monster thing ready to eat me up if I pay any less attention to it.

Not a sexy one like this

Hmm….so that’s why work kills.

On a different note, I was finally able to make a visit to IKEA last weekend (After thinking about it for more than a year, I wanted to do some minor renovation for my room  more than a year ago. Damn, time flies..). I was only able to get myself a new comforter, some covers, a bedspread and an ‘office’ chair, mainly due to the lack of budget and because a new bed won’t fit in my f*@king car so I can’t drive it back.

Being a 1 1/2 day/ 1 night trip, I was able to catch up with some schoolmates I’ve not seen for some time, and also met up with my colleagues who are working in KL (mainly because I needed a place to bunk in, hehe… free accommodation at the heart of KL, I was promised  the most exquisite and wild nightlife, but it didn’t turn out as supposed to be..Damn you YWK!! But I still love you bro, remember me the next time ;P).

To my luck, there was an extra room available all for myself and it was a nice gesture of my big boss to let me use it, even though I’m not working that weekend. Hmm, you’re a good boss…..and unfortunately, YWK come and kacau again….(still love you, bro. Ha…!)
Yea, and someone who said wanted to meet me was somewhere far a way and didnt drive that night so could come meet me. Say only…..

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When I buy new electronic things, there are two things I absolutely love to do:

1. Smell and lick it.
2. Sleep with it for a night or two. Involvement of sexual act depending on mood.

Ok. kidding.  KIDDING!   Don’t freak out on me, k.

The REAL two things that I do:

1. Read the manual. Every single printed word. My love for printed materials expand even to this genre: manuals. The thought of a thick user manual is exhilarating! Manuals are like dope to me…YUM! I know it sounds geeky, but still..

2. Explore the new possession physically as thorough as possible (actually most of us do this). If pressing the little button on the left at the same time with pressing the ‘on’ button produces a certain result, I wan to know what it is and try it at least once! I want to play with every single thing and know every single detail. It’s like an obsession for minute details. Exploring my partner’s body during sex won’t be as exciting! …………only kidding! Got ya again. *lameness meter reaching 9.5.*

More stories later…

You can’t possibly contain that kind of happiness.

Wow, it’s Edward!!!!!

Heeeey, what are you looking at?!!!!

Waaaah, this sucks!!!!!!! I wanna show them my fingerrrr!!

Well, whatever… I’m tired. Go away…

Now, don’t say you weren’t warned. This is seriously funny shit. Sit tight and make sure you’re not eating or drinking anything lest you choke yourself. I’m not responsible for any harm these videos may incur in the process of you watching it.

‘Siu sei mo meng pui’ (go figure), ok!

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Ok. I can’t post a youtube video here, can I? Unless I sign up for the paid account, maybe. Or if anyone know how, let me know.

For the moment,  go to youtube and search for ‘Buffalax’. And get ready to laugh your ass off.

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Buffalax is the person who did the subtitles. What a genius. Take note, they are NOT translations. The songs are in their original languages, the words are just what they sound like.

Some thoughts I feel I need to record down, cause I’ve been imprisoned by some ideas for far too long:

Age is not a proportional measure of a man’s maturity and worthiness. One is worthy for the sole reason that he is born. One is mature when he understands and embrace his worthiness.

I am below and above no one.

Freedom is attained when we relinquish the need for the judgments of others.

Wisdom is attained when we relinquish the need to judge others.

They may seem random. but I find that the most random thoughts seems to carry the most weight in a current moment of dilemma sometimes. The workings of subconscious, I guess.