Today was dyeing my hair day! i totally got sucked into the marketing campaign for Liese hair products and decided to try out their foam dye for myself.

It's been a long time since i dyed my hair. The last time i did it was a disaster, i just could not admit it to myself. My hair was a disgusting orangey brown, and I looked horrible.

This time I chose something closer to my black hair, chestnut brown.

And.... it turned out... okay.

Don't get me wrong. My hair felt great! And healthy. It just wasn't very clear. Only a shade lighter than black. I think I should have gotten a lighter hair dye. But I do like it very much

I told czeeyong, as usual, he's my confidante. And the man said two words. Actually, not really two words. More like a smiley followed by a syllable of three words. Or more specifically, "D:, wth".

And that was the end of it. He talked about something else entirely.

I have since devised a number of ways to get him to give me the attention that I deserve but do not get sometimes.

1. Change the subject every single time he tells me a story.

I figure this would be the most passive aggressive way of getting my point across but you know. Blame my parents.

2. Make a beer game out of it.

Every single time he switches the subject or ignores what I say, down a shot of beer/whisky/alcoholic beverage of your choice. That way, you'd be drunk before you even know it! Win-win.

3. Add an educational fact into the conversation each time a subject is changed

Did you know that polar bears are left handed? Did you know that a whale can grow to be the size of a football field? Did you know that dogs only see in black and white? Did you know that leeches hunt you down through thermal sensor? Did you? Bet you didn't know that.

Dang. Men.

today i was caught in the middle of a freak lightning storm in my neighbourhood while praying for the mooncake festival =.= i swear it was a harrowing experience, almost as if i was challenging the gods to strike me while i prayed frantically for the burning prayer paper not to fly into the air and smack straight into my face.

at one point when the wind was so wild, a few stray paper flew out of the urn and i ran behind the car and shielded myself with the urn steel cover. then i wondered whether my mother would kill me if she found out that i halted the burning process and took cover in the house and waited for the rain to stop before continuing an hour later.

i thought it was a good decision because in less than ten minutes after i took cover, it was as if zeus decided to make taman bukit maluri his playground. every lightning bolt was an eerie experience, because i could hear with each bolt, a video-game-like phhhhssssssssssssssssssssstt sound, almost like a movie. and a loud crack of sound a second later following that jolt of lightning on the telephone poles.

my 300 pound dog ran in the house from his usual spot outside, and took cover in the dark corner of the spare room toilet. and my tiny dog pooped in fright =.=

me, i was just staring in distress at the stack of unburned paper in my hand, wondering if i should risk it because i think the protocol is that you should not stop the burning process until it's over, according to traditional chinese people T.T

so 2 hours later, i lit another pair of joss sticks, muttered sorrrryy and started burning the prayer paper again.

next time i'll look at the sky before i start praying T.T

I've been keeping up with the latest spectacle lately, and all that drama which is currently unfolding amidst the start of the new hunting season of dolphins in Taiji, Japan.

I knew The Cove won an Oscar earlier this year, I just have not had the chance to watch it yet. I also was not familiar with their organization, and their affiliates until much later this year, around July.

Reading much about their cause in Taiji, and trying to save some of the thousands of dolphins that get slaughtered is pretty heartbreaking.

I decided to watch The Cove, after having my interest peaked when reading up articles about what was really going on in Taiji and why the fishermen would want to kill these animals.

The movie... is something any human should watch, really. The last bit of the movie was extremely gory, and irony of ironies, it wasn't a horror movie, nor was it special effects. It was reality. The water of the ocean at the cove where the slaughter was going on turned a bloody red because of the massacre. You could hear the cries of the dolphins which were almost deafening because they were afraid, much like how humans would be too if they were the ones being killed instead.

I had a friend, a Japanese friend commented on the links that I posted up saying that these poor fishermen should be left alone and later on mentioning that I have been blinded by these films as well.

He left me an email which I requested from him, detailing why the movie was fraud.

His argument was baseless, in my opinion, and pretty much so far from the point that any person who loves animals is trying to prove and make you understand.

He said that there were a couple of scenes in the movie which were made up, such as the scene where the couple was sobbing after witnessing a baby dolphin struggling from the slit in her throat and swimming up for air, and eventually drowning. The part where the couple was sobbing did not happen in reality, he said. They filmed that part seperately, where the couple was just standing at the beach, crying at nothing.

There were other bits which he said were untrue. The director of the museum did not get fired, as stated in the movie. Private Space, a weird Japanese guy against these activists who kept hanging around and filming them was not removed from his position as the movie mentioned at the end.

My question is... isn't my friend arguing semantics? Isn't the point of the movie to highlight the act os mass senseless slaughter of the dolphins which are cruel, rather than the other points of the movie which may or may not have been true? The bit where the baby dolphin was swimming in futile towards shore with blood spilling out of his neck was undeniably true. The bit where they speared hundreds of dolphins within a couple of minutes were undeniably true.

So how is the movie false and spreading lies if the main part of it cannot be denied or made up anymore than him trying to defend his countrymen for the sake of them just being Japanese?

If there are Malaysian farmers being cruel to cows, and mass killing them senselessly, then it's just that. That is all there is to it. They are doing a cruel act, and they should be stopped. Perhaps a movie was made about these people and in it, there were some deliberate takes or scenes filmed, to be addedinto the movie. But the act of senselessly killing the cows themselves cannot be denied.

This is what I was trying to emphasize. And this was what was deliberately ignored by my friend.

How can you justify such a barbaric act?

That it's culture? Tradition? How can it be culture or tradition if it involves only 26 of you? and not the other millions that constitute your country?

Please help sign the petition. They had already presented 1.4million signatures much earlier to the US embassy in Tokyo earlier, and now aiming for a much higher number. Every single one counts as a voice to contribute to the stop of these killings. I have already signed. So have a number of my friends. It takes less than 1 minute, so please help out if you do come across this tiny little website.

http://www.thepetitionsite.com/takeaction/724/210/624/

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So during my 5 day trip down south, the first thing czeeyong did was to fatten me up. One of his goals of dragging me down to Johor Bahru was to prove that KL food sucked and JB food was way better.

This has long been stated to the point of being very annoying. Honestly,every single time we eat out in KL it's "Seriously next time I'll bring you to JB you will realise it is so much better than this!"

However, there is some truth to that!

Not the bit that KL food sucks (I really do not think so), but the fact that JB does have good food. Which is a shame really, because JB is not really known for being a food hub compared to say, Penang or Malacca.

The first day we were there, I was treated to some Bakuteh.

Bakuteh there was served in individual portions in a bowl, and not in a clay pot where everyone takes from which is the norm in Klang or in the city of Kuala Lumpur.

I think we had pork knuckle. It was really good! The taste was a little different than what I was used to, but nonetheless, delicious.

There were two versions of the bakuteh that we had. One was a little bit saltier I think, and the other was the normal version.

The saltier one tasted a little bit better. So do order this if you're there.

We had a side condiment of taufupok

and salted preserved vegetables. Nyum. I loved this.

I loved this picture that czeeyong took of the smiling uncle! He very nicely obliged to have his picture taken.

Address:

Restaurant Soon Chiang

41, Jalan Maju,

Taman Tebrau Jaya

80400, Johor, Malaysia

I'm sorry that these are 13452354245 pictures of me.

Anyway, all these pictures were taken on our day trip to Singapore last Sunday! We woke up bright eyed and bushy tailed, eager to go to the island to look around and hunt for awesome food, or at least hope to. The night before, I researched and wrote down the names and addresses of places I would like to eat, and would not break czeeyong's wallet. All I can say is, DAMN SINGAPOREAN HAWKER FOOD IS CHEAP. Relatively. I mean if you compare it dollar for dollar.

random art on the walls at an MRT station. What it actually is, is entirely up to interpretation.  have half a mind to draw a circle, paste it up on the wall, and hire a ton of current art critics and make them tell me what a visionary I am. I have no idea what this is supposed to mean. But it's interesting anyway. So is my circle.

Me in the MRT. The reality is, I cannot. fit. into. those. jeans. anymore. Damn.

The speck in the photo is me. taken by czeeyong to show how tiny i am in perspective. Hur Hur This was taken at the steps of.... some mall near esplanade. I can't remember the name since there are a bazillian malls near the esplanade. It was either Suntec City, or Raffles City or something else. Seriously, there are a bajillion malls on the island. I guess it doesn't hurt to have a couple more. Oh wait, it says MARINA at the top right corner of the photo. HAHAHA. It was at the steps of Marina Square.

pretty picture of the marina bay sands from afar.

the esplanade poking out into view. It was also freaking fucking HOT when we took this photo I swear it was like being inside a broiler.

smiling in pain.

Couldn't let the wind action go to waste, so here, another photo!

The gorgeous skyline of Singapore in the late afternoon at the Esplanade waterfront. The Merlion is the little speck in the middle of the picture spewing water. It's really tiny. Sorry, ignorance playing a part here but seriously, the way people kept harping about it on tv and elsewhere, you'd would have thought it to be as big as the Statue of Liberty.

I loved this picture I took of the water, and the sky, with the Singapore flyer in the distance. If only the ugly metal thingy was not blocking the view, I'll be a happy hippo.

I have to run off for an interview now, continue layta!