NARCISSISM IS NECESSARY

Just got back from lunch with the n00bs. Having my plain yogurt, trying to be a lil more healthy. I’ve picked up a really bad habit and sort of abandoned the good ones. It’s 2nd of May already, how time has passed. I still haven’t gotten around to start my gym regime and detox diet, eventhough I’ve vowed to start yesterday. Maybe tomorrow?

Yesterday I went on a trip with the n00bs to Kuala Gandah. We were there to check out the Camang waterfalls, elephant sanctuary and deer park (which is more like a petting zoo for various animals really). I had so much fun! This is way better than going out to the latest nightspots in town, hobnobbing with those self-absorbed nobodies that think they’re the “it” when they can barely scrap anything together to pay a nominal rent to their parents. Damn I hate pretentious people. Fake people. People with ulterior motives. People who can’t laugh at themselves. People who think the world owes them everything. People who blame others for their mistakes. People who blame their history for everything. People who can’t get a grip. People who talk about their emotions all the time.

Sorry I went really off :P

So yeah, I had a fabulous trip yesterday. The waterfall bit was awesome. We were all sitting on the huge bolder getting a spa treatment from nature, played with a lot of animals including elephants, ostriches, hedgehock, sun bear (yes!!!), sugar glider, deers and many more. We even fed some of them. It was awesome! Unfortunately I didn’t bring my camera so I’ll update with pics from various n00b to be posted later.

Heh I’m on the papers today. Nothing to do with me, was just at the same place when a food review was going on. Cavells is a really nice place to go to though, great tapas and ambiance.

Link to article here.

I’m bored. What should I do tonight???

I was there! (thanks Kenny for the tix) And I got the best spot to see em girls too. Actually, I crashed the photographer platform, hehe.

With my 90mm, I took over 300 pictures of the girls. Some of the clothes were seriously hideous? Hello it’s Fashion On 1 week, not Rubber Tapper Garb Du Jour -_-.

Here are the pictures I took that night…

Girls shaking their booties.

Cindy. I think she might have looked her best that night.

Hanis. She had so many supporters and everyone thought she was going to win. I guess she had probably thought the same.

My only picture of her where her face looks reasonably normal. The rest, one word…Gormless.

Fiqa was breathtakingly stunning. I took A LOT of pictures of her and it was tough selecting the best ones. She had the perfect expression for each set of clothes she was wearing!

Another shot of Fiqa.

Ringo was looking smashing as well.

This is a damn Lolita shot of Fiqa. If I were a man….

Malaysian Dreamgirls.

Jay was fierce! She looked amazing, I have nothing much to say.

Ringo working that dress.

And the true winner of the night…..

Hanis.

It’s a popularity contest afterall. I hope next year the judges will get to decide to a certain extent who the winner is. That said, I think it’s kind of pitiful also that Cindy is getting so much flak for winning the contest. Girl and her supporters were only doing what anyone would have done given the opportunity!

Flickr set here.

I skipped Wendy’s for some work and then I cooked myself some pasta. All the carbohydrates are making me really sleepy and I think I’m going to catch a couple of winks after I click publish.

It’s been a surreal month. I’m still trying to make sense of what happened to me in the past 30 days. I feel like a new person, more confident, no longer a fraud.

Speaking of which, have you ever felt like a fraud? People believing in you 100% and you’re scared shitless because you do not want to break their hopes and trust, and you can’t for the life figure out why people are believing in a punk….like me. I’m not a punk anymore.

Anyway, Anything Butterfly Photography Contest was covered by The Sun and Utusan Malaysia and here are the clippings. I am so glad that this contest is being given support by the local press.

Shutterbugs to Capture Awareness of Lupus

Peraduan Fotografi Bantu Persatuan SLE

If you’d like to win very attractive prizes from Nikon and also stand a chance for your picture to be exhibited at 1 Utama AND on top of that, help Persatuan SLE Malaysia, do click here and find out more.

My boo fixed my EeePC for Internet connection using Nokia N82 as a modem. I hope Nokia will come out with Linux compatible PC Suite because not everyone is an open source whiz or has an open source whiz for bf like me. He also installed the advanced desktop so it feels less n00bish, couldn’t really stand the large icons anyway. All I need is a large capacity sdhc and I’m good to go :) Ultimate mobility ftw!

GUI rebellion :P

Thinking whether to go to MDG tonight, love to try taking some model pictures. Hmm, see how lah!

Stuck.

Tulan-ness.

On my way back from lunch with Ah Suan and ST. Seriously the best char siu fan I’ve ever had. The meat literally melts in your mouth!! KY posted about it here. Seriously a must try.

My hair is so nice now right, hik hik hik.

I can deal with many types of grieves. But I can’t deal with dead pets.

I still remember eons ago, when a friend’s pet died and he called, bawling into the phone in cantonese…..”sei jor, sei jor”. I thought his sweet old granny had passed on (bless her, she’s still alive!), felt a knot in my heart and tried my best to console him. Then he finally uttered the dog’s name.

I don’t know how to explain my feeling then but I think “cheated” would have been quite close to it. If “wtf” were in vogue then I would have told him exactly that. But of course I didn’t.

The knot in my heart undid itself and it was all by the book from then on.

1. Listen.
2. Reinforce the fact that the dog is now in a better place.
3. Offer company.
4. Repeat from step 1.

Like clockwork, man.

Obviously, I don’t hold special attachment to animals. I may gush at the cutest puppy but that’s about it, I’m quite happy to be without one after 2 hours. When my bf brought home abandoned kittens and nursed them back to health, I felt more inconvenienced than mushy. I couldn’t wait for them to be all grown up and leave. The day finally came and the first thing I did after that to was sprinkle cabai all over the balcony.

Cruel? Maybe. Lets put it this way, I just can’t treat them like human beings. Any compassion derived from me for animals is merely a basic knowledge that they are important to complete an ecological unit.

So yeah. I’m out of the closet. Are you a non-animal lover pretending to be one under peer pressure?

p/s: Happiness is stumbling upon a forgotten piece of TimTam in the fridge.

Happiness in a packet.

Just a little survey…

Do you feel that I’m cheating when I write paid advertorials without disclosing that it’s an advertorial?

The reason why I don’t disclose is because I choose my advertorials with care. It could be because I couldn’t accept the client’s tyrannical way of dictating my post or I simply don’t and won’t believe in the products/services. So each and every advertorial that I’ve written, I consider as my own original content.

Some people feel really strongly about putting the disclosure clause in the post, as if it’s a one liner answer to all ethical issues on the blogosphere, which in my humble opinion is a LOAD OF CRAP.

Honey, there is simply no space for ethics or credibility on the Internet. We are our own ethics. We are our own credibility. Each and everyone of us, behind the computer. Without us, there’s nothing on the Internet.

Until some higher being overrules bloggers in this matter, I will not fail to impose my own ethics and rules onto my own blog.

Reminder, you are not the higher being.

The truth is, I’ve considered putting the disclosure line if I were writing a partial review, but that’s just me. So far I’ve been fortunate enough not to have to do that. That said, I respect and will defend the choice that other bloggers are making in this respect, whether they want to disclose or not. The last thing I want is someone or something to take away that choice we have as bloggers.

Can you imagine what it would be like if we were saddled with the rules and ethics of the traditional media? Can we still call ourselves the new media? The rules are different here, accept it. Learn to manage it instead of complaining how unethical or lack of credibility we are because that’s not what you normally have to deal with when it comes to the traditional media.

Yes it’s a volatile, scary sphere, which is also why it’s so amazing.

I’m a blog. My readers are here to read what I’m saying. I’m the opinion leader of this little space. If you think that my blog is cheating off your trust because I did not disclose what I’m writing as advertorials, I kindly ask you to leave this blog, because you have also insulted me as a person.

A question for men.

When your wife or gf is under emotional stress stemming from the monthlies and all other factors, do you avoid them at all cost or do you try to comfort them as much as you can?

I haven’t eaten like that in a long time.

Ever wonder how it feels like to smash your own head against the wall and feel the brain matter oozing out, blood running down your face. I feel like that sometimes. Really frustrated with living and just die. Leave all this nonsense and die. I am going to die anyway why bother.