Day 7 of the Rat Invasion.
The damn little mammal still is not taking any of my baits. It must be a military trained rat, smart enough to detect booby traps. It had nibbled into the kitchen cabinet and as I peeped, there is a hole that lead into a space in between the cabinets. Damn!! Now I understand why they call it "chip board".
The smell of it's bowel activities are becoming obvious to my nasal receptors. Double Damn!! It confuses me where the urine and shit comes from, when there is no food in the house to consume, I made sure of it. Tripple Damnation!! Oh God no...don't tell me wires are suppose to smell like that when they become shit....fuuuuuuuuck......
Tuesday, 19 February 2008
Saturday, 16 February 2008
The things that make you go, eeeeerrrrrr......
Here are the some of things that make you go, ....eeeerrrrrrr...... :
1. How some malaysians who are born and bread locally, ended up talking in African American dialect, when they are neither African nor American, nor have they been in any one of these countries.
2. How you can obtain any form of information or directions to get from point A to point B when every 4 persons in 5 that we bump into at supermarket, petrol station and on the road are immigrants. This however, is not applicable to well known landmark such as Lorong Haji Taib, as I suspect any Tom, Dick and dick knows how to get there.
3. How our Malaysian cuisine never seem to lack excessive oil, when the world is facing oil crisis.
4. How someone can ask questions like, "Tengah makan ke?" to a person sitting in Kedai Mamak trying to digest the roti canai.
5. How the sequence of the Precints in Putrajaya are not in sequence.
6. How someone can look, sound and smell like someone but may not be that person
7. How the Malaysian signboards makes you think that you have an onset of Alzeimer's Disease.
8. How the DBKL allow the tree to overgrow, obscuring these signboards
9. How come the Muslim men are fond of following Sunnah of marrying up to four but none of the wives are at least 10 years older than them, unlike Muhammad marrying Siti Khadijah.
Last, but not least.............
10. Interview of our Prime Minister Ahmad Badawi conducted by the CNN. For those of you who have no idea what I am babbling about, go on, click on the you.tube to view the video yourself.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JydTW3IUClM
There you go. Things that make you go eeeerrrrrr...............
08th March 2008, here we come!!!
1. How some malaysians who are born and bread locally, ended up talking in African American dialect, when they are neither African nor American, nor have they been in any one of these countries.
2. How you can obtain any form of information or directions to get from point A to point B when every 4 persons in 5 that we bump into at supermarket, petrol station and on the road are immigrants. This however, is not applicable to well known landmark such as Lorong Haji Taib, as I suspect any Tom, Dick and dick knows how to get there.
3. How our Malaysian cuisine never seem to lack excessive oil, when the world is facing oil crisis.
4. How someone can ask questions like, "Tengah makan ke?" to a person sitting in Kedai Mamak trying to digest the roti canai.
5. How the sequence of the Precints in Putrajaya are not in sequence.
6. How someone can look, sound and smell like someone but may not be that person
7. How the Malaysian signboards makes you think that you have an onset of Alzeimer's Disease.
8. How the DBKL allow the tree to overgrow, obscuring these signboards
9. How come the Muslim men are fond of following Sunnah of marrying up to four but none of the wives are at least 10 years older than them, unlike Muhammad marrying Siti Khadijah.
Last, but not least.............
10. Interview of our Prime Minister Ahmad Badawi conducted by the CNN. For those of you who have no idea what I am babbling about, go on, click on the you.tube to view the video yourself.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JydTW3IUClM
There you go. Things that make you go eeeerrrrrr...............
08th March 2008, here we come!!!
Wednesday, 13 February 2008
Happy Valentine's Day???
Damn! It's that time of the year again...It's Valentine's Day. Rats!! It's a fantastic time for those who have someone to flaunt their affection with. But for a singleton like me...hmmm...it's a day that nudges me in the ribs to say smugly, "you are alone still, while the rest of the world is celebrating.". Well, I am celibating, if you can just ignore the absence of the letter "r" and stop poking me with the fact that I am without the love of my life?!!
Come to think of it, Valentine's Day become suddenly meaningful to me, not because it's meaningful per se, rather because it didn't use to be special, when I was with someone and the same day turn out to be annoyingly significant when I am single again. In fact, we, my hubby and me, never bothered acknowleging Valentine's Day as we could not really make out what it means. I mean, when you're in love, everyday is valentine's day. You don't need to have one day you declare to be special and go all out to get roses that will cost three fold its normal price just to prove your love.
I remember that it was one of those ordinary day, when my hubby came up to me one and presented me with what he claimed to be "the most unique flower on earth that no one could ever thought of presenting to their loved ones". I was overjoyed with his words (then again he could describe hell in such a manner that it made me look forward to actually go to hell...no, he was not a diplomat), and adoringly sniffed the bunga kantan wrapped in beautiful buquet paper and gave him one of that kiss that was potentially lethal and contradicting family planning.Valentine's Day is like a day to more like reiterate rather than remind the singletons that they are singletons. I am reminded everytime I turn on the TV or radio. It makes you want to find that cupid and slap it stupid.
It's a day when it means nothing until it means something. It's like playing tennis, you always have something to complain about your tennis mate, until you end up playing with the wall. Dang!!
Ah well. Happy Valentine's Day to the people who are lucky enough to qualify to celebrate it. And for those of you singletons out there, remember how Valentine's Day use to not mean anything when you had that special someone. That will at least get you through tomorrow. But for those of you, who are singleton, and Valentine's Day use to mean everything....oh, stop whining and grow up!! Otherwise, get drunk or sedated. It's only until tomorrow until the whole world will shut up about it...Thank God Valentine's Day is not like fasting month, and that it's just one day.......
Come to think of it, Valentine's Day become suddenly meaningful to me, not because it's meaningful per se, rather because it didn't use to be special, when I was with someone and the same day turn out to be annoyingly significant when I am single again. In fact, we, my hubby and me, never bothered acknowleging Valentine's Day as we could not really make out what it means. I mean, when you're in love, everyday is valentine's day. You don't need to have one day you declare to be special and go all out to get roses that will cost three fold its normal price just to prove your love.
I remember that it was one of those ordinary day, when my hubby came up to me one and presented me with what he claimed to be "the most unique flower on earth that no one could ever thought of presenting to their loved ones". I was overjoyed with his words (then again he could describe hell in such a manner that it made me look forward to actually go to hell...no, he was not a diplomat), and adoringly sniffed the bunga kantan wrapped in beautiful buquet paper and gave him one of that kiss that was potentially lethal and contradicting family planning.Valentine's Day is like a day to more like reiterate rather than remind the singletons that they are singletons. I am reminded everytime I turn on the TV or radio. It makes you want to find that cupid and slap it stupid.
It's a day when it means nothing until it means something. It's like playing tennis, you always have something to complain about your tennis mate, until you end up playing with the wall. Dang!!
Ah well. Happy Valentine's Day to the people who are lucky enough to qualify to celebrate it. And for those of you singletons out there, remember how Valentine's Day use to not mean anything when you had that special someone. That will at least get you through tomorrow. But for those of you, who are singleton, and Valentine's Day use to mean everything....oh, stop whining and grow up!! Otherwise, get drunk or sedated. It's only until tomorrow until the whole world will shut up about it...Thank God Valentine's Day is not like fasting month, and that it's just one day.......
Tuesday, 12 February 2008
Oh Rats!!!
A rat found its way into my house. No, I was not talking about any new man in my life. Well, you can’t blame me for having to be specific. I was born in a time where pussy and cock still refers to solely animals.
Anyway, as I have said, a rat somehow managed to crawl through the bathroom windows, left claw marks on the dusty glass (it doesn’t take a Hercule Poirot to figure this mystery out). It’s ability to squeeze itself through a small slit awed me so much, that I cannot help but wonder how much of squeezing can it take in my bare hands until it gets squashed finally. Well, you cannot blame me for having my killer instinct switched on especially when I have to share some of my foodstuff with the creature that invited itself in. Hmm…the rat reminds me of some relatives, they have the art of inviting themselves in at the very time when you desperately need your privacy.
My Chinese friend insisted, that since it is the year of the Rat, it has to mean good luck. I however, beg to differ, pardon me for being rude, but how can a creature of destruction bring prosperity when you know you need to put aside some cash in expectation to counter the damages that soon this only-cute-in-cartoon-form little creature may inflict.
The darn rat was so efficiently sneaky, I named it after my late husband. In the first few days, I caught it’s activities by listening to it. Somehow, the rat must have learned it’s way around and for a few blissful days, it's retinence prevails so much so, I thought that it had found it’s way out.
Then there was that incident of us bumping into each other. I only wished someone had invented a machine to measure shock level, so that it would satisfy my curiosity of who is more shocked at the other’s sight. I do know however, that both of us mammals proved to have good cardiovascular functions as none of us died of a heart attack. Hmm…perhaps I should suggest to the Cardiology Medical Board, to add rats to our Stress Test, adding alternatives to using chemicals and having people run on tread mills. Maybe we could use rats to stress patients with BMI >30km/m2, who cannot run the tread mill not because they have a heart condition, but because their bones cannot carry their flesh.
Of course I put the mouse traps out. I know we Malaysians are tolerant people, hence the incumbent government, but a rat in the house can really jerk your primal instincts, especially when you know there is no rule against killing this species. Doesn't this fact makes you wish you live in a cowboy era? You don't like how someone's armpits smells, you just pull a gun and squeeze the trigger. Kaboom! He's history. The darn rat, did not take up the baits, and I was beginning to wonder whether I have a rat that is like me when I’m in love, living solely on love and air….
I released my cat, (who probably thought that it’s cute seductive “I’m adorable please let me in” eye lashes flicker finally worked on me) into the house only to find me cursing at my mistake of introducing the hopeless cat to Friskies. (N.B. at the time of this writing, my daughter corrected me by reminding me that cats have no eyelashes. Forgive my mistake as I am a doctor, not a vetenarian, all my patients have eyelashes.). The darn cat totally reminded me of a king, purring with contentment and blur with obtuse. It just looked at the rat just like it looks at me, a gaze in disdain. At that moment of temporary insanity, I almost strangled the cat instead.
What have we humans done?!!! We have taken away the predator trait of a cat. Ergo, they no longer have interest in eating up rats!! We’ve destroyed the biological control system and probably the ecological system just by inventing Friskies!!
Someone suggested I poison the rat. My pupils dilated at the thought of killing a creature of God. No, I told myself, I’d rather kill the corrupted politicians and bureaucrats who are aware of what they are doing in the quest towards self-gain, instead of the rat that causes destruction unintentionally. I wonder how such creatures can look at themselves in the mirror. You know which creature I am referring to, as rats don’t possess mirrors.
I don’t mind squashing a leech or a mosquito though. Now those are bloodsucking parasites worth squashing. I know you think I’m talking about the lawyers, but no, I am not referring to them. Please take note that they have huge difference between them, the lawyers and the mosquito/leeches I meant. Well of course it’s the fancy briefcase…duuuh…
Actually, I hate to say this but doctors are fast competing with lawyers in this bloodsucking arena. With all of this furious competition going on, it’s no wonder the vampires are fast facing extinction. It doesn’t help that they are not granted license to suck blood legally. But at least the HIV victims have one blood sucker less to worry about.
All this talk isn't solving my problem. I still have a rat in the house and I do not know how on earth to get rid of it, in a non- Mafia sense of it of course. But, in true Mafia spirit, I shall have to “go to the mattress” , it means in layman term, “solve the problem before the problem solves you”. (hmm..i found something else that rhymes..."dissolve the government before the government dissolves you"...oh, just a thought that crossed my mind)..It is amazing how a little rat reminds me how human are so very much alike animals, you can't blame Darwin for his version of the evolusion theory. (ask for my version, it's got to do with all this hair i've inherited!!). I guess this happens only when we fail to apply our “aqal”, something that differentiate between us humans from the animals. It’s even more amazing that some humans just feel comfortable practicing its similarities.. I wonder how these people sleep at night. Oh wait. I forgot about those sleeping tablets people often beg me to prescribe. There you go, one more mystery solved.
In the meantime, I’m most likely to get nightmares whereby the rat becomes 5times larger, take off his hat on the way out to venture new horizons, after chewing on me as I have finally ran out of food in the house, then curteously bow to me saying “Thank you Ma’am, it’s nice gnawing you…”
Anyway, as I have said, a rat somehow managed to crawl through the bathroom windows, left claw marks on the dusty glass (it doesn’t take a Hercule Poirot to figure this mystery out). It’s ability to squeeze itself through a small slit awed me so much, that I cannot help but wonder how much of squeezing can it take in my bare hands until it gets squashed finally. Well, you cannot blame me for having my killer instinct switched on especially when I have to share some of my foodstuff with the creature that invited itself in. Hmm…the rat reminds me of some relatives, they have the art of inviting themselves in at the very time when you desperately need your privacy.
My Chinese friend insisted, that since it is the year of the Rat, it has to mean good luck. I however, beg to differ, pardon me for being rude, but how can a creature of destruction bring prosperity when you know you need to put aside some cash in expectation to counter the damages that soon this only-cute-in-cartoon-form little creature may inflict.
The darn rat was so efficiently sneaky, I named it after my late husband. In the first few days, I caught it’s activities by listening to it. Somehow, the rat must have learned it’s way around and for a few blissful days, it's retinence prevails so much so, I thought that it had found it’s way out.
Then there was that incident of us bumping into each other. I only wished someone had invented a machine to measure shock level, so that it would satisfy my curiosity of who is more shocked at the other’s sight. I do know however, that both of us mammals proved to have good cardiovascular functions as none of us died of a heart attack. Hmm…perhaps I should suggest to the Cardiology Medical Board, to add rats to our Stress Test, adding alternatives to using chemicals and having people run on tread mills. Maybe we could use rats to stress patients with BMI >30km/m2, who cannot run the tread mill not because they have a heart condition, but because their bones cannot carry their flesh.
Of course I put the mouse traps out. I know we Malaysians are tolerant people, hence the incumbent government, but a rat in the house can really jerk your primal instincts, especially when you know there is no rule against killing this species. Doesn't this fact makes you wish you live in a cowboy era? You don't like how someone's armpits smells, you just pull a gun and squeeze the trigger. Kaboom! He's history. The darn rat, did not take up the baits, and I was beginning to wonder whether I have a rat that is like me when I’m in love, living solely on love and air….
I released my cat, (who probably thought that it’s cute seductive “I’m adorable please let me in” eye lashes flicker finally worked on me) into the house only to find me cursing at my mistake of introducing the hopeless cat to Friskies. (N.B. at the time of this writing, my daughter corrected me by reminding me that cats have no eyelashes. Forgive my mistake as I am a doctor, not a vetenarian, all my patients have eyelashes.). The darn cat totally reminded me of a king, purring with contentment and blur with obtuse. It just looked at the rat just like it looks at me, a gaze in disdain. At that moment of temporary insanity, I almost strangled the cat instead.
What have we humans done?!!! We have taken away the predator trait of a cat. Ergo, they no longer have interest in eating up rats!! We’ve destroyed the biological control system and probably the ecological system just by inventing Friskies!!
Someone suggested I poison the rat. My pupils dilated at the thought of killing a creature of God. No, I told myself, I’d rather kill the corrupted politicians and bureaucrats who are aware of what they are doing in the quest towards self-gain, instead of the rat that causes destruction unintentionally. I wonder how such creatures can look at themselves in the mirror. You know which creature I am referring to, as rats don’t possess mirrors.
I don’t mind squashing a leech or a mosquito though. Now those are bloodsucking parasites worth squashing. I know you think I’m talking about the lawyers, but no, I am not referring to them. Please take note that they have huge difference between them, the lawyers and the mosquito/leeches I meant. Well of course it’s the fancy briefcase…duuuh…
Actually, I hate to say this but doctors are fast competing with lawyers in this bloodsucking arena. With all of this furious competition going on, it’s no wonder the vampires are fast facing extinction. It doesn’t help that they are not granted license to suck blood legally. But at least the HIV victims have one blood sucker less to worry about.
All this talk isn't solving my problem. I still have a rat in the house and I do not know how on earth to get rid of it, in a non- Mafia sense of it of course. But, in true Mafia spirit, I shall have to “go to the mattress” , it means in layman term, “solve the problem before the problem solves you”. (hmm..i found something else that rhymes..."dissolve the government before the government dissolves you"...oh, just a thought that crossed my mind)..It is amazing how a little rat reminds me how human are so very much alike animals, you can't blame Darwin for his version of the evolusion theory. (ask for my version, it's got to do with all this hair i've inherited!!). I guess this happens only when we fail to apply our “aqal”, something that differentiate between us humans from the animals. It’s even more amazing that some humans just feel comfortable practicing its similarities.. I wonder how these people sleep at night. Oh wait. I forgot about those sleeping tablets people often beg me to prescribe. There you go, one more mystery solved.
In the meantime, I’m most likely to get nightmares whereby the rat becomes 5times larger, take off his hat on the way out to venture new horizons, after chewing on me as I have finally ran out of food in the house, then curteously bow to me saying “Thank you Ma’am, it’s nice gnawing you…”
Saturday, 19 January 2008
Everytime we do that thing we do....
Ever wonder how we do things at spinal level sometimes? Well, here are some to them that came to mind.
1. We spend most of our time working, trying to make more money to accomodate for the payment of house purchase, and the love of home improvement. We decorate the biggest possible house we could afford through hire purchase, and set the house beautifully, only to not have ample time to stay and enjoy that beauty, since most of our times are spent at the office trying to pay off all that luxury.
2. Parents make sure their kids "khatam Quran", make a huge celebration once they complete reciting the Quran, complete with Nasi Kunyit and all. Yet not many make their children complete reading and comprehending the Quran, by translation for Malaysian scene. While it is good to be able to recite the whole quran even without looking at the text, I think it is more important to know the contents. At least no one can accuse us of being a donkey, just carrying the load without knowing what exactly the load is. Or the more appropriate example would be, parrot-ing?
3. Some people take up bank loans to pay off their wedding ceremony. Some even over did it to the point of burden, hence, instigating financial arguments after marriage. At the end of it, some couple may find the marriage bond fell shorter that the bond they have together, with the bank.
4. Some people choose to stay in a love-hate relationships that may be detrimental to their health. They know the bond is causing more pain, and less love, yet they stay on together in the name of tolerance. It's a ritual we do at spinal level, it may have become a culture perhaps. Maybe that is why Barisan Nasional still win big in the general elections. Maybe...
1. We spend most of our time working, trying to make more money to accomodate for the payment of house purchase, and the love of home improvement. We decorate the biggest possible house we could afford through hire purchase, and set the house beautifully, only to not have ample time to stay and enjoy that beauty, since most of our times are spent at the office trying to pay off all that luxury.
2. Parents make sure their kids "khatam Quran", make a huge celebration once they complete reciting the Quran, complete with Nasi Kunyit and all. Yet not many make their children complete reading and comprehending the Quran, by translation for Malaysian scene. While it is good to be able to recite the whole quran even without looking at the text, I think it is more important to know the contents. At least no one can accuse us of being a donkey, just carrying the load without knowing what exactly the load is. Or the more appropriate example would be, parrot-ing?
3. Some people take up bank loans to pay off their wedding ceremony. Some even over did it to the point of burden, hence, instigating financial arguments after marriage. At the end of it, some couple may find the marriage bond fell shorter that the bond they have together, with the bank.
4. Some people choose to stay in a love-hate relationships that may be detrimental to their health. They know the bond is causing more pain, and less love, yet they stay on together in the name of tolerance. It's a ritual we do at spinal level, it may have become a culture perhaps. Maybe that is why Barisan Nasional still win big in the general elections. Maybe...
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