As Suanie Sees It

Was watching the recent American Music Awards or something like that. Just feel like bitching about it.

Pussycat Dolls can’t perform on stage for shit. Sis was disappointed because she has always enjoyed PCD videos, where they get all dirty down and raise their legs to show bits of their underwear and massive cleavages etc. However on stage it was like 5 of them lumped together in a small area doing all the stripteasing, looking damn bloody kayu and definitely far far far from anything remotely sexy.

Admittedly their songs are nice lah. Not that hard these days, what with all the sound technology etc. But some things should be heard not seen to avoid deepest pits of disappointment.

Nelly Furtado’s new song and performance was yawn.

What the fuck was Jay-Z doing?

Fall Out Boys, wtf go back to your mamas’ wombs.

Gwen Stefani, omg wtf happened to you!!! What the FUCK was that song with the bits of Lonely Goatherd about?! Don’t make me come over and slap you.

Josh Groban, good intentions, awful song choice.

Didn’t bother to watch the rest of the performances. Didn’t bother to watch the rest of the award presentation either. I don’t know why I bothered to record it in the first place.

Why can’t people perform like this anymore?

By ‘this’ I meant Melissa Etheridge, of course. She was bald, she was fully-clothed, but boy, was she sexy and all woman! PCD? Blah take a number.

ARGHHHHHHHH can’t sleeeeeeeeeeep!!!!!

The other day I received a police summons for an offense that I SWEAR I have never committed.

The offense was written up in Kuantan, a town which I have not visited in years. The last time I was in the East Coast was during last year’s holiday in Redang, where we stopped in Kuala Terengganu for a while.

The car was my old Iswara, which was sold to a second-hand car dealer BEFORE the date of the offense.

Surprisingly it was still under my name.

Damn sien, have to go to the police station now. If not, cannot renew my road tax soon.

This is common knowledge, but whatever. You can check for summons by sending a SMS to the.. erm people. Type “POLIS SAMAN (your IC without dashes or car registration number)” and send to 32728. Then you will receive a SMS that says you have a have a summons for how much on this and that date, and if you want more details, you’ll have to send another SMS saying “POLIS SAMAN (IC or car registration number) SEMUA” and you will get a SMS with the summons details. Each SMS costs RM0.50.

This is your FREE Suanie community service message.

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A couple of years ago, we went to Sabah for a family trip. Met up with my sister’s friend, Audrey who was a teacher in Kota Kinabalu. She related a story to us that has been in my mind all these while; never got around to blogging it until I read Bluqube’s post today.

It was the closing dinner of Sabah’s Teachers’ Day celebration. Education Minister Datuk Seri Hishammuddin Tun Hussein was supposed to be there and address the 2,000 guests present, but at the last minute he could not make it. So one of his deputies attended the dinner in his place.

The deputy stood up to make his speech. He had been to many places in Sabah, he said. He had been to Menggatal and he had been to Bum Bum. He had also been to Nunukan.

If you are like me who can be geographically-challenged at times, here’s a nifty map highlighting kedudukan Nunukan.

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Q: What is more dangerous than driving behind a tractor going at 20 kph?

A: Driving behind an indecisive L-plate female student going at 30 kph on a single lane accompanied by an instructor barking into her ears.

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Tomorrow I’ll start blogging in participation of Take Back The Tech for 16 days of ‘activism against gender-based violence’. If you want to be part of the campaign, go read more details here.

I think it should have been ‘take back TEH tech’, would be more relevant, you know Anyhow, it will be fun, so let’s do it.

Craps, just wrote the longest thesis on The Red Kebaya for Monsterblog. Can’t feel my fingers now.

Go read it here, kthx.

Just so you know, I’m not getting paid to promote the movie, aight? Just doing my part for make benefit glorious movies of Malaysia.

Should try to get Borat’s new movie soon.

Note: Long post with lots of photos.

Last month, I blogged about winning passes to see Ryan Star’s showcase in Malaysia. That I went, but I didn’t mention that I got to attend the Meet ‘n Greet session held the day before too

I left the office a good 45 minutes before the meet started. Normally that would have given me plenty of time to do whatever I had to do to get from PJ to KL. But that afternoon was hell. Don’t really want to talk about it.

Anyway I arrived at the hotel slightly late, so I had to wait (along with a couple other latecomers) to enter the suite. We finally went in, and Ryan Star was sitting there, surrounded by girls, boys, cameras, massive Channel [V] posters and lots of Channel [V] posse.

It was a bit intimidating to see him in real life, but he was real friendly and talked a lot. I just sat there and kept quiet lah, being the mouse that I am

The small group of fans were asking him about his Rockstar Supernova experience and when his next album would be coming out and so on. I kept wanting to ask “OMG WHEN ARE YOU GOING TO MARRY ME?!?!” but luckily the angel on the right shoulder was working overtime that noon.

He then performed ‘We Might Fall’, the first song from his album ‘Songs from the Eye of An Elephant‘, and here’s a 1.35 min clip.

Ryan then signed posters, Nadia kept poking me to go get a personalised one etc etc but I told her I didn’t want a signed poster, I want a photo taken with him!

As it turned out, I got my wish. A little shaky perhaps, but I can still remember the feel of his leather jacket on my cheek…

Am I sounding like a groupie yet

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When someone asks me for my favourite this or that, usually I’d be stumped for an answer. Let me give you a few examples of the ‘favourite questions’ and my take on them.

What is your favourite colour?
This one seems to be the norm, all the way from Standard 1 till your last breath. Browsing through my old ‘autograph books’ from primary and high school days, I used to like blue. Then I liked red. Then I liked purple. Then I liked black. Then I liked white. Then I learnt in Pendidikan Seni that white is not a colour. So I liked green. Two years later, I liked blue again, and the cycle continues.

Fuck lah, they are all the same to me lah.

Even if you asked me, would I prefer a blue shirt or a red shirt, I wouldn’t be able to tell you which. My rationale is this — it depends on the cut and design of the shirt, and what shades of blue or red it would be. Sometimes I look better in this design with this shade, sometimes the other.

I have a lime green skirt. I look great in it.

Sometimes you have all these personality tests that ask for your favourite colour because it would represent your personality. Erm… a bit generic, but whatever lah since they are mostly for mindless fun anyway. But everybody *knows* that if you choose black, you are a moody and depressed fuck. If you choose blue, you are well-balanced (why?). If you choose red, you could be aggresive and hit someone for no reason. If you choose yellow, you are as happy as the sun. Or you could be a sexually-promiscuous paedophile. You see, the possibilities are endless!

Heck, I should be making money from all these creative ideas.

What is your favourite animal?
My favourite animal is the walrus. Heck, I’ve never even seen a walrus in real life, but whatever since it’s the first thing that came to my mind. Walruses are big. Walruses have long tusks. Walruses are fat. The male walrus has a completely internal penis. In ‘Alice in Wonderland’, the walrus ate all the oysters. Yay for him.

Or my favourite animal could be the zebra. I’d always wanted to place a zebra in the middle of a zebra-crossing and have a truck completely run the poor sod down. I’d take lots of photos and put it on my blog. I like zebras.

But perhaps my REAL favourite animal is the cow. A large thick slab of medium-cooked steak, served with a nice baked potato with bacon bits and sour cream… no one can say no to that! Well unless you are Dabido, of course

What/who is your favourite song/ singer/ band/ actor/ actress?
I oppose to the question above that promotes bias and prejudice.

What is your favourite flower?
The one in Bambi. But seriously, I DON’T CARE OMG!!!!!!!!

I’ve been accused of lacking in personality because I don’t seem to have preferences for a whole lot of things, which seems a tad absurd to me. I have better things to do with my time than trying to define my preferences to the point of limiting myself.

Of course if you ask me what is my favourite Starbucks drink, I’d tell you because it’s the only thing Starbucks drink I’d purchase. Or what movie to watch, because I’d be spending at least 100 minutes watching it.

But for everything else, bleh.

For conversation and comments sake, off the top of your head, what/who is your favourite [anything] at the moment?