Pre-School Carnival 2010

OK, this is my second Saturday which I did not get to go to Pasar Road. But I did get to go to somewhere better. Its Kristine's and Kaelynn's School Carnival. The carnival as held in aid of Tasputra Perkim. However, we were required to be there by 0900 as Kristine was chosen to be one of the students to greet the VIPs in her traditional costume. As Wife has school activities, my Parents and I took them to the carnival instead.

And so, on a bright Saturday morning.....

A small girl was the 'star' of the day.

Unfortunately, they won't let me take this home

I let Kristine settle down at her school's stall.
She is happy to be there and sometimes, she
is working hard to make friends but always
getting lukewarm response from her mates

This the school's gym/hall/thingy where other
stalls are based. The red cloth covers the books
which were for sale, but cash only.

Oh-oh. dangerous area!

Stall selling modeling clay/dough, not those
Play-doh, though.

Whoever the artist was, they're very talented

And imaginative too. Take a look at
M. Bean here. OK, OK, looked more
like a saggy old man.

Relaxology team preparing themselves for the day.

Outside, there was this stall which caught my attention.
OK, it was selling toys. But to tell you the truth, those
toys are not your everyday normal ones. Those are the
ones you see and/or secretly covert for when you're in
school. If you read Beano/Topper/etc, you'll know these
toys by heart.

Except this one. This is original
to me. You just move the ball
and watch the chicken move.

This stink bomb. In my days, those were
stored in tiny glass bottles/vials. You just
throw it and when it breaks, woooooo.....

Whoopee cushions

I don't know the name of this but you squeeze
the pump in one end and the horse kicks its
hind legs to move forward. I think there was a
frog version too. But I can't remember.

Usually girls play these and use them to make
small balloons. I use them to block the entrance
of insect nests.

Pop-pops. Need I say more?

Nun-chaks. Nun-chaks? they sell Nun-chaks
in school now? Wow.

I wanted to have a closer look at this stall selling
watercolours but later on, I forgot. They were
beautiful. And there were some black & white
photos too.

Scenes at the food stalls.

I wanted to buy the RM20.00 biscuits
but promised myself not to go beyond
the two RM25.00 vouchers.

Ah, the lekor, my favourite. Promised
myself not to miss this but after the
events unfolded, I forgot about it.

A lot of weird drinks on sale here including
bubble tea or something.

Later on, this stall was the busiest because of the
popiah and some dumplings

Yeah, I needed to kill some time wat........

Anyway, after a frantic search for Kristine, I
found her at the gates. All the children were
getting ready for the VIP's arrival.

Aww........ they're all so cute.

That is, before they started the flag fight.

Anyway, the teacher lined them up and all of a sudden,
parents and photogs were sanpping away like crazy.

Finally, it was time for them to greet the VIP

The teacher also asked for Kaelynn and so I
brought her over as well.

This time, they're right on time and so, the Ceremony
is very short because the hot Sun is already up and it
would be unbearable for everyone.

I had to wipe the sweat off their foreheads twice. Grandma
and Grandad gave them some water to drink before.....

Going back to the stalls for some food. By coincidence,
our table were next to the VIPs. But not many people
know/bothered about that. Maybe its because the
young DJ's did not announce their arrival.

Kaelynn eating her food but did not touch her
favourite corn. After tasting, I know why. Its
because they did not put more butter/salt but
this version is healthier.

After testing the three currypufts in front of
her, she gave it to me instead. Its nice and
very spicy. But again, temperature-wise, its
too hot since I bought them right off the wok.

Then its off to the games to finish off whatever
vouchers we had left. This is Kristine's stall but
they're too young to play this game. And I'm too
old to play it either. I think I only played it when
I was about eight or so.....

RM2 for two throws since the vouchers were in
denominations of RM5.00 and RM2.00. Yeah,
she missed them completely. One went to the
rack and the other bounced off the floor first.

But this is the game where the girls were excited.
Its a very simple game where you net the ducks
in the water while the floating balls are trying
to hamper your efforts. And you have to get
the right duck too. Quack! Quack!

At first try, Kristine got one token then, we went
to other stalls to see if they can break the last
2 RM5.00 voucher for Kaelynn to play.........

With no such luck, I let them have a go at coin tossing
to finish the Rm5.00 voucher. Actually, the coin is a
two inch flat donut. OK, so they got a token each...

Then its back to the duck game. Earlier on,
while were were looking, some nut thinks
there is a line at the side of the stall and
told me off. So, when they asked who's next,
I just say, "This nutjob here thinks there's
a line. So he's first." When I left, he was pissed
and had to keep quiet because he was very
embarassed when he realised there is no such
line at the side of the stalls. Some parents.....

And you know what? Kaelynn got three tokens
from there. Which makes: Kristine-2, Kaelynn-4

But I split the tokens without telling them as
they're very competitive nowadays. With 3
tokens each, I let them make the decision on
what items to get. I was surprised because
after Kaelynn got hers, Kristine chose this
thick foam sticker which costs three tokens

Surprised because she usually chose quantity over
quality. So, not only did they both chose stickers
but here, Kaelynn chose three normal shiny ones
for only a token each. Weird.

Still, Kristine was not happy because we refused to get her a notebook. I had to tell her that she cannot just get what she wants and when she wants it. But I did get them some books for them to practise their maths and writing on. Costs me about RM39.00 which I gladly paid. But hours after we came home, they disappeared......

Accident

About half past five, there was an accident. So, naturally, we all went to the window to take a look. What we saw was a silver Toyota Altis, wrecked in the middle of the road. Talking to a few bystanders, the story was that the Altis came down from the ramp at speed and was unable to avoid a lorry. They managed to rescue a child and brought him to the side. The driver survived too, thanks to the air-bag.

My colleague wanted the 4-digit number but I told him, it would be very bad if you took advantage from someone who died. Everyone's mood lifted we all realised no one died. And the 'thing' on the road was not a body.

And so, the Vultures were there, to claim
their prize. The Fire Department were
there too but left after a few minutes. This
was either everything is alright or, this is
something they cannot do anymore. The
absence of an ambulance led everyone to
think it was the latter.

And as usual, this caused a long jam. If you
look at the far left, that was the ramp where
everyone speeds. Where I am standing, in
less than 100 meters, was the accident.

Later on, when I went near the car, the engine was
missing. One of the Malay guy said, 'Thank God it
was a Toyota. If it was a Proton.......", and another
added, "Yeah, worse if it was a Kancil...". Which in
reality, sums up how the Public perceives Toyota.

Later on, I saw this lorry being loaded too.
Is this the lorry which got hit by the Altis?
Some said it spun a few times.......

Flavettes vs H1N1

A kind manager in the office gave us some
Vitamin C's to counter the H1N1. Its been
a long time since I had these tablets.

Where's the jam?

Sometimes when you are stuck at a traffic jam in the Highway, there is a sudden point where you pass it and then all of a sudden, everything is back to normal. I had this theory back then, and this is the best graphical illustration to show what my theory was all about. If only I had made it known it was my idea......... heh.

Avatar, finally

Finally, after weeks of planning, I got to see Avatar. Never mind if its from Uncle Ho. I was amazed, shocked, in awe with the movie. It was brilliant, almost perfect. That is, until Sigourner Weaver lit up a ciggie.

And it all went downhill from there. Try as I might, to enjoy it and fully immerse myself, I just cannot erase that image out of my mind. Its as if she just stepped out of 'Gorillas' and took a ciggie before going throwing herself into the flaming pit. A Goddamn ciggie.

WTF

Everything is wrong with this picture.

Ernest Cheong

I had the chance to visit an old friend of mine today. We met in the old BNI days, which was more than seven years ago. Actually, it was the first time I have seen him ever since Lydia has passed on years ago.

He is still as alert as ever and, sharp as a tack. But throughout the years, loneliness crept in. His children Stephen and Ester have gone on with their lives and so, its hard to come home to an empty house. So, he surprised everyone with a second wife.

Yeah, I nearly spewed my cup of coffee too. And my eyes popped out when she was a Filipino. Yeah, we all about the stereotypes and I myself witness one which screwed a company but since this is his life, and he has everything planned out, who am I to tell him otherwise. But he has it all sorted out, he says, through his series of tests, she got through them.

So, I just took it all in silently. For you see, its one thing to give advise and another thing to advise with opinions. I did what I always did when I listen, I shut up. I mean, he has already made up his mind and knows where things are heading. Although I have my reservations, I cannot, as a friend, tell him otherwise because of what I felt and/or think. He is already lonely and there is no one else to be with him. And it would not be fair for everyone to come back to just to be there for him. But I know he will be fine.

And so, I wished him all the best, advised him on how to troubleshoot an ADSL line and indirectly told him to call me if there is anything he needs help with.

And these are the for the girls, only thing
is, I have not given them yet, maybe this
weekend, I suppose, since when the right
moment presented itself, they're full.

Getting irradiated

For some unknown reasons, I have to take an X-Ray today. Earlier on, they took my piss and maybe because I did not give them a full sample, they wanted to take revenge on me. Yep, they want me, to stand in front of a plate and shoot me full of accelerated particles.

So, when I went into the room, there was this cute Malay girl, asking me,
"Encik.. you boleh faham Bahasa?"
"Oh, tidak. Saya tak tahu cakap Bahasa."
"Ok, OK. You.. can.. cak.. speak English?"
"Oh no. I cannot. Saya tak tahu cakap English."

Yeah, this stunned her for quite some time before she started to talk in Bahasa and told me to take off my clothes and stand in front of the plate. After that, only did she realise I can speak and understand Bahasa. Wow. I think I can successfully confuse people now.

What the.... my lungs are black! Help!
I swear to you, I don't smoke! Help!