The Malaysian Past Time.

you know, it's Visit Malaysia Year. one way you can tell is that when you drive to kl nowadays, there's a huge ferris-wheel contraption trying to imitate the london eye. i restrain myself from saying anything further else this blog entry might actually turn out to be the catalyst to scaring away potential visitors to our fair country.and we dont want that.

another way you can tell is by the sudden onset of tv ads/bilboards showing orang asli men with his spear, gasing playing, kite flying, Mount Kinabalu....ok, hands up those of you who have climbed Mt. Kinabalu?hell, hands up those of you who play the gasing on a regular basis?

what about shopping?what about futsal?what about line dancing?(i KNOW your mothers are all into it) what about sitting by the road eating durian?what about mamaks?what about food-hunting?(yes, we have blogs dedicated to this glorious hobby) what about pasar malaming? what about that age old tradition of boys turning 16 and suddenly wanting to take up the guitar?or drums? or girls turning 16 and dressing like their 30? ok, so maybe scrape the last two off but come on!!!the other stuff just seems more real to me lah...hey!"LAH" should be on those bilboards also, cos i really reckon it was stolen from us..it was our word man...but 'they all' smart (don't they drink sewage water?) ,they go capitalise and put it in books, in billboards, in movies!

p/s- anion sucks. it's not a magical pad. its an expensive one. gimme a tampon anytime.