There's a really good radio ad circulating at the moment. A brand selling electrical products is spreading the message about no wastages when it comes to water and electricity. This advertisement also introduces to us the Japanese word 'mottainai', to mean 'what a waste'.
In Japan the mottainai movement is a very popular one. Ask any resident of Japan what mottainai means and they'll tell you about one campaign or other promoting eco conscious themes. I'm all for going green, but the use of the word mottainai in the radio ad is so...unique that I find myself ctracking up everytime I hear it. Plus, I developed some kind of unsatiable craving for the ad. Smart advertising or dumb consumer, I'm not sure which.
It got worse when @premosupremo told me that mottainai can also mean bald dog in Tamil (mot-teh, meaning bald, and nai, meaning dog). And then @JadedLips pointed out that if you said it right in Cantonese, it means no big boobs. From just a quirky sounding word, mottainai evolved into a word that could be used in any situation. "Arrggh mottainai! I dropped my ice cream spoon on the floor!" "Hafiz you mottainai! Thanks for jail breaking my iPhone without my permission." "Oooohh book sale... mottainai!"
Since then I've been given the nickname Hannah Mottainai by @altimet (Party In The USJ konon). Strangely, I don't mind.
Today we see a piece on www.ananova.com about this dude from China who teaches his monkeys martial arts as a form of street entertainment. This guy obviously has never heard of the phrase "teaching monkeys human tricks that involve kicking and punching will most likely get you into trouble." Because the inevitable happens. Like how the empire strikes back, so did our simian boys. And when I saw the picture of the shebang, it seemed there was only one word to describe this dire situation.
On the second night after dinner we were looking for a place to party when we heard massive electro music wafting from the direction of Patong beach. We walked towards the beach to investigate and that was when I saw this...
Alex Gaudino yo! Playing a free set on the beach! I got upclose enough to snap this with my Instax:
We recall the shocking stunts The Demon pulled during his time with KISS; breathing fire, spitting blood, and of course, the image that will forever haunt me when I see pigeons, biting the head off birds. Among all that, Gene Simmons a.k.a. The Demon had one inborn talent that would never leave him till the day he dies -
I suppose I should've warned you first because that picture IS a bit of a shocker. Funny thing is on Sunday night, Prem and I met a guy who could put the famous Demon to shame.
Slim looks like a nice sweet boy you'd want to bring home to meet your senile grandmother because he would just smile and nod while she rambles. But little would you know that Slim has an unnaturally long tongue as well. This time, I will warn you. This might potentially give you palpitations.
Okay this post was supposed to be update 5 days ago but thanks to my good friend PREM who failed to copy and paste this blog post for me, I can only update this today. And as a result of this I will only upload my Long Tongue Slim story tomorrow. Hmf. So much for blogging regularly.
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Heya!
It's such a lovely sunny day here at Patong beach in Phuket and how I wish you could be here to have fun with me! We arrived at 7.20am and man, it feels like it's evening already but it's really only 12.30. The 3 of us just has lunch and are now waiting for our *drumroll* spa appointment yippee! Well more like a pedicure for me la since I'm abit paranoid when it comes to people touching me. Yunner'a gonna have a facial cuz she claims that the Amsterdam air has wrecked havoc on her gave and Carol the mak datin as usual will go for a full massage.
We were and are not disappointed with the resort; Burasari is just so so gorgeous and the people here are so warm! Needless to say the service here is excellent and I would highly recommends this place to stay if you're planning on coming to Phuket. This is the view from our balcony:
We even have a DAY BED on our balcony so I can baca my Chuck Palahniuk in the sun
Lately my health has not been good. First I caught the conjunctivitis bug that's been floating around our office and walked around for a week with blood shot eyes. Then just last night I experienced a burning sensation when I attempted to pee. I say attempted because most times I failed in my mission to 'let go' due to the unbearable pain. I suspected correctly that I had urinary tract infection and have been taking antibiotics since. Hopefully I will be able to piss in peace again soon.
So the thought has crossed my mind. Why this sudden onslaught of health deterioration? Bad karma? Someone put a hex on me?
Or has the transformation finally begun?
Now as I sit and contemplate my fate, at the same time scratching the weird lesions that have appeared on my face, I can feel my stomach rumble. I need to go find me some food.
By the way I'm flying off to Phuket tomorrow for a 3 day trip so you guys are safe. For now.
P.S. Zombieland is mindblasting! Definite MUST WATCH.
Okay so it's obvious I'm not a good blogger. Anyhow, my pre 2010 resolution is to blog more because I really love myself and I know the whole world would want to read about what happens in my life.
My cousins have got unique names. The oldest is Harvey, followed by Hazeline, then Hasephine and the youngest who is the same age as I am is Hazel. Harvey kor kor has got 2 daughters, Hesther and Herine, and his baby son is called Hanson. Then Hazeline named her son Henrick, and finally last year Hasephine gave birth to a lovely boy whose name is... Hewson.
Last Saturday Hewson turned the big ONE and here is the little darling with 3 odd sounds making adults.
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