It’s the third day of Chinese New Year and I’m at Starbucks @ City Square JB. Might as well utilise their free wireless service and post some photos.
Mom cooked up a feast of everything I like for our traditional reunion dinner.
… also known as the state of ridiculous-ness in many ways, also known as what I did, saw, blah.
Yesterday I went to Bangsar to get my eyebrows threaded, then thought of going to Blook for last minute clothes shopping… what the heck, might as well make my mother happy and not wear black all the time…
But I turned in the wrong lane and got honked by some impatient driver in a 4 wheel, so at that time I was too embarrassed to turn into the right lane, and that embarrassment made me leave Bangsar… a bit ridiculous come to think of it… but I ended up at 1U.
At 1U I wanted to buy a birthday+retirement present for me mom. I did, and also ended up with…
a pair of jeans, a pair of shoes (which I totally don’t need), two pairs of ridiculously colourful socks, some beaded accessory thingy and the Dior perfume for me mom. Ridiculous.
Then Paul came over and we went to Dave’s Pasta and Pizza Vino for beer and dinner.
Hoegaarden… BEST!
When we left 1U, we were stuck in the parking lot jam for 45 minutes. FUCKING RIDICULOUS OK!!!
Then I came home and someone showed me this:
Korean sex noodles… wtf… ridiculous!
And I also came home to this:
Because the night before on MSN…
Suanie: [bla bla bla] I’m dead inside
Friend: I’m sorry [to hear that]
Suanie: send flowers [to my funeral]
Friend: what do you like?
Suanie: lilies
Friend: nice
I am now officially dead. Anyone else wanna send me flowers? I’ll give you my house address 
Ridiculous lah… but they smell nice and I’m bringing it home to my mom.
Speaking of which, I’ll be going back to my hometown for nearly a week for Chinese New Year. It is an extremely remote place where there’s no Internet connection and we all live on tree tops and shit wherever we like…
… fucking noobs. Of course we have Internet connections and proper houses and toilets. I just seem to have to answer this a lot whenever I tell some noob that I’m from Batu Pahat, or even Malaysia. Noobs.
But anyway it’s the Chinese New Year soon, I won’t be updating till I come back to wherever I am, I’ll probably be drinking with my uncle and auntie who have a fridge totally devoted to expensive alcohol, and when I come back I’ll be 10kg heavier. It’s all good.
Mwah.
Earlier this year I blogged about the respective fortunes of the 12 animals in the Chinese zodiac for the year 2005. During one of my delete-happy moments, I clicked on THE button and now it’s gone FOREVAAARRRRRR!!!
Don’t really know why I did that, but anyway…
It is only appropriate to explain a little about Chinese astrology and luck. That is why I am offering you this link. And this. And this.
One of the popular Chinese astrology methods is BaZi, aka Eight Characters, aka Four Pillars of Destiny. Like all Chinese metaphysics studies, it has everything to do with the 5 Elements (Fire, Earth, Metal, Water and Wood). Your BaZi chart is analysed based on the interaction of these elements in your chart.
Below is a sample of a BaZi chart, calculated using Joey Yap’s BaZi Chart Calculator.
How one’s date of birth is transformed to these weird Chinese characters is a study of its own… kekeke nah it’s based off the Ten Thousand Year Calendar to reference your Gregorian date of birth with the Chinese solar calendar.
Speaking of the Chinese solar calendar, it is important to note that the Chinese LUNAR and Chinese SOLAR calendars are different entities. Most of the Chinese festivals are based on the Chinese Lunar calendar, but for Feng Shui and BaZi calculations we use the Chinese Solar calendar. So rightfully the Year of the Fire Dog commences on February 4th, and not on the same day as the Chinese New Year on January 29th.
So back to the chart… The person above was born in the year of the Metal Dog. How could one predict the impact of the Fire Dog on this Metal Dog person? Just look at the elements lor… So Fire melts Metal, and this Metal Dog person is fucked lah? Not necessarily; there is a need to see what sort of Metal or Fire. This person was born in a Yang Metal Dog (Geng Xu) year and this year is the year of the Yang Fire Dog (Bing Xu). Geng is represented by hard metal such as axe, iron, ore etc. Bing is represented by the Sun, the natural source of light. Things may be different if it were a Yin Fire (Ding) year for Ding is represented by burning fire, ie candle flames. Bing does not burn. Ding burns. So this person, based on the year he was born in is not burnt by this Bing Fire. Like that lah.
But that is based on only one pillar. To understand what the entire year would bring for this person, you will have to take into consideration his other pillars, more importantly his Day Pillar. So how do you analyse that? Go attend a BaZi class lah.
So what I am saying is, when it comes to classical Chinese astrology studies, if you were born in the year of the Rooster it does not make you a chicken. Being born in the year of the Rat does not automatically make you cunning and conniving. Being born in the year of the Horse does not automatically make you trustworthy OR hot tempered. In older days people were not so educated, so the various years (elements, really) were tagged with an animal they were familiar with. If you would notice, the Chinese spelling for the Dog animal (Gou) and that in Chinese metaphysics (Xu) is very different. So if you say you were born in the year of the Pig and someone exclaimed, “Wahhh then you must be fat and lazy!!”, you have my 101% permission to slap them and call them noobs.
I was going to write some forecast thing, but seeing as how I am pressed for time (going back to my hometown soon), you might as well head over to your nearest bookstore and look for this:
Because everyone else are noobs 
I am guest blogging for a bit at ST’s. It’s fun.
We were at Desa Sri Hartamas, had dinner at Flags as recommended by ST, it was this little corner English pub tucked somewhere. At least not visible in the main areas so we had some difficulty finding it.
The place was nice though, quiet and cosy but they didn’t have Hoegaarden on tap… grrr….
We played Scrabble while waiting for our food to arrive.
I had duck. It was good.
Fireangel had steak and kidney pie. She seemed to enjoy it.
Then we walked to Souled Out to join the Hantu Bola peps for a couple drinks while they worshipped football.
Question: How many bloggers does it take to pick up a girl?
Answer: None. We are all busy taking photographs.
The alcohol at Souled Out was disappointingly unsatisfying. So we left the footie freaks to their ball loving selves and went elsewhere. Ended up at Finnegans, had something to drink, then went home.
I slept like a baby.