Cheers!

Not sure if I am stupik or what.. Sometimes I just can't understand..

I am refering to the lady who was sentensed to be whipped and she wanted it to be whipped publicly, for drinking beer. Her offence was drinking beer. Drinking beer! DRINKING BEER!

Now, my question.

Is drinking beer a crime? Yes, it's forbidden by her religion, but, is it a crime? If her religion disallowed it, then let God deals with her when her time is up. Telling lies and taking bribes is forbidden by the religion as well. Do we see anyone whipped publicly for telling lies and taking bribes?

Theft/robbery/rapes/murder/etc are forbids by religion and by country law as well. It's fair to punish the offender. But drinking beer? I know police will arrest muslim who is not fasting during ramadhan. Again, is ponteng puasa a crime? Let's God deal with them! Who are we to judge another person for not doing things according to religious law?

I am not a religious scholar but I know there is a verse in the bible that says:

And as they continued to ask him, he stood up and said to them, "Let him who is without sin among you be the first to throw a stone at her." - John 8:7

We are living amongst hypocrites and God wannabes.

Not sure if I am stupik or what.. Sometimes I just can't understand..

Adios.

How crappy.

Names vs Names

Recently I have a friend who converted to Muslim as she is about to marry a Malay guy. So, she changed her name to a Malay name, keeping her surname at the back.

I was thinking. How come chinese need to adopt a malay (or muslim?) name when converted to muslim but I have some malay friends who name their kids Daniel, Ian, Aaron etc?

I mean what is the significance or the ruling of names for muslim? Is there any? I have a malay friend in Spore who dropped the word 'binti' on the names of his daughters. Can or not ah in Malaysia?

Let say Razak got a son, and he decided to drop the word 'bin' in the name. He name his son Daniel. So, his son will be called Daniel Razak. Then later Daniel married and got a daughter and he name his daughter Pricilla. So, his daughter will be called Pricilla Daniel?

So, next time Pricilla Daniel is a malay and Nuraini Abdullah is a chinese?

Confusing doe sei!

How crappy..

Adios.

We Are Damn Proud Of You

Reading the newspaper this morning about a new hero really makes all of us proud.

This is Mr Khai.rul whatever.



His achievement is delivering the pro-ISA memorandum to the palace. And he achieved it without any problem.

Way to go man! You manage to geth through the high security of the army/police/SDU. You make us proud!

By the way, just curious. Mr Khai.rul whatever, what is the relevancy of the ISA and the mempertahankan hak whatever on your T-shirt? Got jive ah both issues?

On a separate note, just watched Johnny Depp's Public Enemy. Quite good the movie.

How crappy.

Adios.

ps: initially i wanna put mr khai.rul's pic here due to his heroism. but on second thought, why waste bandwidth, right?

The Perils of 2 Sizes

I am sure this happens to you before. Dilemma. Fickle-minded. Crossroads..

Nolah.. Not any major decision but the choice between 2 sizes. Like Gunipok can't decide on her XXL or XXXL dress. Or Winn can't decide on her RM500 or RM50 bag. Anyway, the story is liddis..

That day I went to get a pair of shoes. Sales time is the best time to buy work apparels. So my selection was down to one nice pairs which doesn't have my size. Bummer!

Then I look around and saw another almost similar pair. The salegirl brought me 2 sizes, 8 and 9. I put on 8. Fits perfectly. I try 9. More comfortable. 8 or 9? 8 or 9? 8 or 9?

Try 8 again. Try 9 again. Can't decide as both doesn't make alot of difference. The salesgirl waited patiently. Ok, final decision. Size 9.

So the salesgirl proceed to pack my shoes and leave it on the cashier while we proceed to shop for other stuff. Finally we were done and proceed to make payment. The end.

No!

I went home and unpack my shoes and guess what..?!
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Both left side with 1 size 8 and 1 size 9.

Leiloemei!

How crappy!

Adios.

My Lurve Affair With...

It was a Saturday afternoon when we wander on what to snack in the cinema later. Then I saw my Lurve!

It was lurve at first sight. The packing and the color, oh, so captivating. French Onion.. Anything French is good. Seaweed Mori.. Sounds Japanese.. Anything Japanese is sophisticated. So, I grabbed the 2 packs of Lurve, happily skipping to the cashier.

BUT!

We pass thru Pringles! What should I do? One is ‘Once you pop, you can’t stop’, and the other one is just a hype like you see it in every blog. Decisions.. Decisions..

To be fair to both, I put both together to compare.

Old timer Pringles.. Sour Cream & Onion, Basil and Garlic. Sounds healthy! Vegetables! Vegetables is good for health and bowel movements.

Newcomer Lurve now looks so small and pale. French Onion? France got H1N1 hor? Seaweed Mori? Wow, look at the sea pollution! Oil spills etc. No way I am touching the seaweed.

The final decision is out. Sorry Lurve, Pringles will go into the cinema with me.

What no outside food allowed in the cinema? They got sell the sedaps Pringles meh?

How crappy..

Adios!

Note: No Pringles or Lurve were harm during the selection process. But hearsay Lurve commited suicide 2 days later. Not my fault.

Jokes Overdosed

Too much jokes is bad. Seriously.

I used to read a lot of jokes. During my younger days when I am damn free in the office (not sure the nature of the job is so free or I dunno what I am doing), I used to surf websites that update jokes on a daily basis. I even copy and past the funny ones on a Words doc and compile it, and print it out. I have 2 self-compiled jokes book now. What? Jokes got copyright one meh>? Chiseen.

Then Facebook came along and there is this application called ‘LOL’. It’s like a forum where people post their jokes and the rest will rate it. Some got a really funny one. I used to read that everyday for a few minutes before I start work. Well, starting the day with a few jokes is always better than starting the day reading sad stories from the newspaper, right?

Anyway, back to my point. Why is too much jokes is bad.

I read so much jokes, it came to a point that every joke that my friends crack, I’ve read before. And you dun really laugh at jokes that you’ve read before. Thus, either I be an asshole and says ‘theang gor jor la (listen before)’ or, fake a laugh. For not being an asshole, I opted for the latter. Do you know how torturous is it to pretend a laugh? Pretend a smile is easy. We do everyday. But pretend to laugh is not easy; especially the person who cracks the jokes is your boss.

Oklah, to end this post, have you heard of this joke before:

Lifeguard blows whistle.

Lifeguard: Hey, you are not supposed to pee in the pool..!
Guy : *look up* Why not? Everyone is doing it!
Lifeguard: Yes, but not from the springboard!

How crappy..

Adios.

Jom Lunch

It’s liddis. Yesterday la.. I was snaking taking a break walking around the cafeteria about 10am, I heard someone yelled my name from the other end. I was panic at first because it’s like you went to the canteen not during recess time and caught by someone. Last time in school right, going to the canteen before recess time is very good. No queue and can sit anywhere I like..

Ok, let’s not sidetrack and back to my setori. It’s my ex-colleague. He’s having a meeting in the building. We had a short chat and he suggested to have lunch together later to catch up. Oklah, since long time no see. So, about 1230 he sms me saying he is already in the cafeteria.

I bid my normal lunch kaki farewell and proceed to the cafeteria. He waved at me from an empty table. So I took my seat and he says that 2 of his colleagues will be joining us..

Waseh, once the 2 colleagues sat down hor, the 3 of them start talking about work, their meetings, issues etc.. I just sat there listening to stuff which is not relevance to me at all! Once a while i just gave a no-brainer comment.

Then after makan, he says if I have something on then I can go 1st.

Tamader, next time dun ever ask me go lunch if you are in this building..


How crappy..

Adios.