Once in a lifetime…

Mei | Entertainment | Thursday, June 29th, 2006

…for once in my life, at least before the show ends or I die (whichever comes first), I would like to witness the magic of…

I have always been a fan of musicals and especially these three. In my younger days, I remember lying down on a leather couch just listening to Christine Daaé and Raoul de Chagny singing to each other in All I Ask Of You, Kim’s sweet voice in I’d Give My Life for You and who can forget the revolutionary Do You Hear The People Sing? There is just something about the music and lyrics that draws me.

(Heck, I even cried like a mad cow at the end of Miss Saigon [it's tragic, OH-kay!] - and this is just by listening.)

My brother knows my love for musicals. He, after all, was submitted to endless afternoons and nights of MS, Les Mis and Phantom blaring in the air while I read/write/sleep. He gave me the next best thing - VCDs of special “Royal” performances with songs from these three musicals. I still have them and ocassionally, when I want to relive the magic, I flip them on.

But you know what? Nothing beats the thrill of really being there. Just once, I’d like…really like… to go to where it all begin - in the UK - and see it for myself.

Just once.


Being rude starts from within.

Mei | Thoughts | Tuesday, June 27th, 2006

Quiz time:

  • When was the last time you said “thank you” to a salesperson?
  • When was the last time you held the lift/door open for someone?
  • When was the last time you said “i’m sorry” to a stranger?
  • When was the last time you greeted a stranger (at the shop/bank/etc) with a “good morning/afternoon/evening”?
  • When was the last time you said “please”?

So…

According to Reader’s Digest, KL is the third rudest city in the world. Survey findings aside, courtesy is seriously lacking in today’s modern societies. (Not necessarily just in KL alone.) I don’t know if it is because we are too caught up in our own things to be concerned about a simple “thank you” or “good morning”, or because courtesy has become old-fashion and hardly in style.

However, one thing is for certain, rudeness begets rudeness.

How about we be the polite ones even though others are rude to us? If you have a habit of stepping on people’s toes more than you can count, you can be sure that one of these days, someone is going to call you “rude” or “inconsiderate” to your face. (On the side, since when was smiling ever considered a rude gesture? What she talks about really leaves me baffled.) What does your behaviour speak of you as an educated, modern individual? Short of calling you barbaric, it doesn’t speak well of you or the upbringing/education that you have had.

Ever had that problem where you were carrying heaps of stuff and hoping that someone would help you with it? Well, the next time you see someone struggling with their bags, why not offer to help them?

Ever had the problem when you were running to the lift and the door just closes? Well, the next time you’re in the lift, make it a point to look out for anyone who is rushing for it.

Why must others help YOU first before you are willing to help others? Doesn’t the phrase “Do onto others what others would do onto you” ring a bell anymore?

If the mountain won’t come to Muhammad, then Muhammad goes to the mountain. (No offense whoever Muhammad may represent - I’m just repeating the saying.)

Remember that saying? You can never change anyone else but yourself.

If salespeople are sour-faced towards you, if you get the huffy-puffy irritating no-thank-you service, then maybe change your approach. A smile and a simple “thank you” can really turn things around. Salespeople and people in general are only human. They can be thinking of a problem, having a bad day or just plain distracted. There have been countless of times when I have been greeted by a less-than-happy face at the counter of a shop only to have them go into shock and break out into a smile when I say “thank you and good night/day”.

Just yesterday, I chatted with two ladies working in a well-known retail store for about twenty minutes AND I have never met them in my entire life before. They were talking about how poorly-paid they were, how different they were being treated from the company that I was once attached to in Australia, and etc. In short, they were venting to me. They saw me not as a customer but as someone they can trust. It isn’t easy to get people to open up to you just like that.

Instead of going “I want to have the best customer service treatment”, why not tell yourself “I want to be the best customer that salesperson serviced today”?

At the end of the day, what goes around really does comes around. Rudeness, like charity, really starts from the home.


Untitled.

Mei | Life | Saturday, June 24th, 2006

What do you blog about when you have nothing to say?
What do you talk about when your mind is empty?
What do you see when your eyes are dry and drained?
What do you think when your mind is overloaded with thoughts?

Nothing.

I’d have loved to write more except that I don’t really fancy writing anything at all about work. (Ah yes, complaints and such.) Maybe I’ll get inspired tonight.

We’ll see.


Bolehland makes PJ a city - Part 1

Mei | Thoughts | Wednesday, June 21st, 2006

This post was supposed to come out yesterday but work was a little crazy and well…it is still anyway.

In case you aren’t really aware of what’s been going on in Bolehland, PJ, on 20 June 2006, was declared a city. Now I wouldn’t have any problems with this if it hadn’t been for a few things that really pissed me off.

(It didn’t help that I was PMSing the whole day yesterday as well…)

The declaration was based on the fact that PJ had hit the mark for number of residents, a couple of buildings necessary and all that jazz. Some argue that it’s just a label but labels in this country are powerful tools. By making PJ into a city, we are saying that it’s okay for MPPJ, the town council, to charge us more for shoddy work. Now what do I mean by shoddy work?

  1. The condition of roads in PJ
  2. Rubbish every-freaking-where
  3. Traffic lights going out all the time
  4. Playgrounds left to rot
  5. Uprooting and/or chopping down trees to plant palms and other non-native trees.
  6. Spending lavishly on unnecesary things like paving the main road in front of MPPJ’s HQ.

Some of you would probably thing that I’m pulling your leg. So I’ve decided to do this. I’m going on an “investigative” trail around the “older”, less-glamorous suburbs of PJ in search of things that MPPJ should have fixed OR at least knew how to fix (you’d think that after years of experience in patching potholes, they would know how to go about things). These sections include Section 20, 14, 12, 11 and all the way up to PJ Old Town and even maybe, just maybe the Damansara area.

Get ready, folks because once I’m done, this is going to go to the press as well.

[EDIT: Things got shitty at work and now I have to do OT over the weekend. There goes my investigation. Gah.]


Keeping myself occupied…

Mei | Life | Friday, June 16th, 2006

…while Nil is away.

He leaves for Central Asia tonight and will be gone for two long months.

(It is beginning to feel like forever.)

No internet access while he’s out in the countryside of Pakistan, Khazakstan, Uzbekistan, Mongolia and Northern China.

(That means no email, no skype, no MSN…nothing.)

I decided that I would keep myself busy and not be miserable for the coming two months.

(Because if it is going to be a miserable two months, I’ll just die when he leaves for good.)

Thanks to this darling here, I’m now back in the penpal/postcard/snailmail posting game. I started when I was in secondary school and still keep in touch with my penpals (from Sweden and Egypt respectively).

(It is amazing how similar we all are despite being from different cultures and countries.)

Of course, there is the usual meeting-up-with-friends thing and the badminton-after-work.

(And Nil’s voice recording on my phone which I can listen to before I go to sleep.)

I just hope I won’t be so miserable.

(Anyone want to meet up?)


Le Bleu dancing away…

Mei | Life | Thursday, June 15th, 2006

For those of you who love fighting fish, here’s a short clip of Le Bleu flaring at his own reflection. (I had problems taking really good still shots of him during his “dance” so I resorted to a video instead.)

Oh, do ignore the lack of sound! ^.^


Pets…mine!

Mei | Life | Wednesday, June 14th, 2006

Blackie - mongrel stray Mum picked up nearly three years ago

Noni - the once-dumped cocker spaniel (no dog tag and microchip, so we adopted her) [She's camera-shy though.]

Desibel - oldest of the bunch, came from a pregnant stray Daschund

Le Bleu - my new fighting fish

Aria - my tri-colour guinea pig in Australia


Honda Wave for sale!

Mei | Life | Monday, June 12th, 2006

NOTE: Only available for Singaporeans!

Boyfriend is selling his bike and I’m helping him. :)

3/4 front side profile
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A Honda Wave, bought in September 2005; in excellent condition; travelled for 10,000 km.
Bike comes with 2 helmets, already-attached baskets (front and back) as well as raincoats.

Front view
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Last maintenance at 6,000km (oil, transmission oil and spark-plug changed).
Road tax expiring in August 2006.

Side view
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Selling for SGD2000.

If you know of anyone who is interested in getting a second-hand bike or you need more info, do drop an email or call +65-9856-7407 (ask for Nil)!


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