What a pleasant surprise on a mundane Monday. Good exposure is what I need right now. Thank you for your blessings, Ya Allah Ya Tuhanku,
iMac is the perfect computer to edit and render videos so I can make quality films, documentary and misc. videos in the future.
So now 3 (three) MAS return tickets (economy) are up for auction. Here are MAS's standard price and my price for the following destinations:
KL - Los Angeles - KL : RM5888 > RM4000
KL - Norway - KL : RM11333 > RM5000
KL - Amsterdam - KL : RM4276 > RM3000
KL - Rome - KL : RM4826 > RM3000
KL - Dublin - KL : RM 4328 > RM3000
KL - Frankfurt - KL : RM 4276 > RM3000
KL - Paris - KL : RM 4276 > RM3000
KL - Helsinki - KL : RM 5274 > RM3000
KL - Copenhagen - KL - RM 4945 > RM3000
KL - Brussels - KL : RM 4837 > RM3000
KL - Buenos Aires - KL : RM 6962 > RM4000
1. There are 3 (three) tickets. You can buy 1 (one) to 3 (three) tickets to the same or different destinations at different times.
2. The departure date must be from July to November
3. You must book the tickets (through me) one month before departure.
4. First come first serve basis.
5. The tickets are non-inclusive of airport tax.
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Fredrik even covered Naruto's theme song! Now I know for sure that Naruto has a huge following in the US.
Financial prudence is something no one ever taught me when was a child. I mostly do my personal financing unconsciously in my head. I thought all is well until a friend of mine got awfully sick and was hospitalised in a public hospital. I went to visit him at the hospital where he shared a small room with a makcik with a broken limb and an insaf-ed Mat Rempit.
Why can't he be treated in a private hospital where it is more comfortable? Common sense: private hospitals are expensive. The only way for him to get admitted into one is when his insurance company covers him. This got me thinking, when I get sick, I want to be admitted into a private hospital, not a dingy room with hissing ceiling fans.
So for the past week, I've been reading up on personal financial planning and taught myself how to record and handle my finance. I also gave myself a Microsoft Excel refreshment course with the help of my Excel-savvy aunt.
I'm only starting but I already feel empowered and prepared. This way, I can keep myself debt-free and eventually be able to afford private healthcare. That is currently my no.1 concern: Healthcare.
I also feel very in control of my life and luck is no more a dependant source of personal reassurance. Plus, I'm a lot stingier, no, thrifty now.
I changed my shirts and pants 6 times before stepping out of the room, only to be bombarded with unwelcomed constructive criticism. After changing for another 3 times and took pictures of my attempts to compare and contrast. My favourite is attempt 3:
but they said it was too 'superhero-ish' so I took off the Brighton tshirt and replaced my black corderoy with a ginger one: attempt 9.
The interview turned out to be... err.. a mess.
Three relatively quiet people + one extremely nervous guy + a talkative 'my this, my that, mine, my, I, I,' Iranian = awkward mess. I think the Iranian was just super excited to be interviewed (or probably had a vision that he'd already won) but I was still thoroughly annoyed. Being the hospitable Malaysians that we are, we let his imposing gesture slide. That, my friend, is what MH is all about.
The photoshoot was like any other photoshoot; awkward, stiff and instruction-starved.
But in the end, everything turned out well. I made friends with some of the finalists and exchanged contacts. They are a bunch of very talented people and I would like to work with them someday. Barbara is an outspoken activist who expresses her dissatisfactions through her work. Amin is a sempoi guy with bulging biceps who has a jealousy-worthy filmmaker IQ. Bryan is a talented cinematographer who can make cow dung look like a piece of art. And then there's the Iranian guy. Sheesh, even my memory of him is annoying.
I saw another picture of an abandoned baby today. My initial reaction to this was "Kejinya.." before I paused to ponder. "Kejinya kerajaan kita."
Last week the parliament voted against sex education for schools. And this was after we saw pictures and read news of cases revolving abandoned babies day after day, week after week. When the idea was first introduced, the initial thought that ran through my head was "We don't have sex ed class? Really?"
But then again, I was schooled in private schools. We had student body governments and secret societies. I realised that I was a tad naive to think that all schools are the same but sex ed shouldn't be a priviledge confined to private schools. It should be taught in all schools; sekolah kebangsaan, sekolah jenis, sekolah teknik, sekolah agama and you know, all schools.
I think there is a general misconception about sex ed. A lot of people think sex ed classes are classes where teachers teach their student how to have sex everyweek. If you're on of these people, you are totally wrong.
Miss Gloria was one of my sex ed teachers. She seperated the guys from the girls and held seperate lectures. She entered the classroom smiling like a MILF. "Ooh La La!" was her introduction to this strange and alien lecture. We sniggered.
She taught us about how it is natural to be attracted to the opposite sex and how it also totally normal to think about sex all the time. A good christian kid raised his hand to rebuke "But we can always remove those thoughts by remembering Jesus." Gloria gave him a broad smile and proceeded with a slide show. She showed us the development of the male and female bodies. Some kids gasped. Hypocrits.
Considering her constant MILF-ish smiles and her rather revealing dress, I thought she was going to narrate a sex chapter from a romance novel. To my dissapointment, her lecture was the informative kind. She explained to us the mechanics of sex like penis insertion, orgasm, ejaculation, etc. We've all seen porn videos at some point so her stuff were considered juvenile. But just when I thought I could dismiss the class with a "alah, dah tahu dah.." mental note. She pulled out a condom.
Everyone was giddy. Some even laughed. "This is a condom." She put on gloves, took out the rubber ring and showed it to us like magician revealing the missing card. She told us about safe sex and how we should practice it if we ever have sex. For the first time in my life, I finally understood the gravity of sex. As I looked around, my classmates weren't so excited about sex anymore, as if sex is now suddenly a lethal weapon.
She then told us other aspects of sex like masturbation. "I realise some of you think masturbation is an evil thing, as told by your respective religions but in a scientific point of view, it is a completely healthy activity." That statement pretty much broke the long standing awkwards silence. After that, we were literally gagging her with questions like "How many times can we masturbate a day?" and "When is the perfect time to have sex?"
My sex ed class experience was a bit liberal to be implemented in all schools but I bet teachers would find techniques most effective to teach their students about sex.
I'm proud to say that since the implementation of sex ed classes, there were no cases of student pregnancies or abortion in my school ever since. Our neighboring public school however had to put up with dozens of young mothers with counselling and parent-teachers interventions. Some students even quit school to become full time mothers to safe themselves from public humiliation. So it's only common sense that we need Sex Ed Classes in Malaysia.
Cats do not show their emotions as well as dogs. That's why there are not many cat movies. So when some cats actually express their emotions, their gestures are rarely captured on video.
Today is a good day. I got my hair cut. Bought some facial products. Watched American Idol. Checked my e-mail. Stumbled on something so sad it literally made me cringe-cry. I was in a foetal position crying my heart out while a part of me, the clearly defeated sense of pride consoled my whole body to take it easy.
It's a sad sad sad video. If you're home having fun with your friends and family, don't watch lah. If you're alone and looking for some outlet to relieve yourself of today's stress, this video is perfect for you.
I should check out Youtube more often. Good stuff.