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    Tuesday, May 15, 2007

    I saw this "punk'd"-wannabe show on NTV7 a few weeks ago, just before "Thursday Night Live." The setup was that they tell this woman that her children were kidnapped and she gets a call from the kidnapper stating his demands. And if not met, they will harm her kids. They drag it out as they do and this poor mother was crying and terrified. After it gets old, they drag it out some more, and finally when they run out of time, they tell the woman it was candid-camera moment.

    What kind of moron would find this funny? When someone asks "Do you know where the smart people are?", you can say "Not in television. Especially not at NTV7."

    Monday, May 14, 2007

    I attended the wedding of someone I consider a very good and close friend today; Farah Asyikin. It was a grand wedding at Dewan Perdana Felda. So grand that Datuk K and Siti Nurhaliza and the Pahang Menteri Besar were there too. Then there were people from other countries. So I walk up to her table to make sure that she sees me and knows that I made it to her wedding dinner. (She was upset that I almost couldn't make it. But that's another story.)

    Sure she is happy to see me. I wasn't sure if our usual hugging was allowed. Anyway, Farah introduces me to this handsome woman sitting next to her. Couldn't hear a word she said due to the grandness going on. On with the introduction, I think this is Farah's mom. I extend my hand for a handshake and do the obligatory "Hi Aunty."

    Let me type that out again: "Hi Aunty."

    Yes. That's what I said. Then my eyes notices the guy sitting across this "aunty".

    Allow me to recap my ran through my mind in 2.3 seconds.

    "Gosh, that guy looks familiar. Is that Sudirman? No wait, he looks an awful lot like our Deputy Prime Minister, Najib Tun Razak. Wait a minute. He is! And this woman must then be his wife."

    I am still shaking her hand and now there's a weird look on her face.

    So here is something I don't do everyday. I called the wife of the Deputy Prime Minister, "AUNTY!"


    Then I walk back to my table with my tail between my legs and I starting beating Jaclyn Victor up for not telling me.

    "HI AUNTY!"

    I still can't get over it. I hope "Uncle" is doing well.

    Thursday, May 03, 2007

    I am feeling proud today. While the rest of Malaysia were enjoying the double holiday, to my mother's great disappointment, I was "working". First achievement involves clearing out my work space. That took almost five hours and I am still not completely done. I have just managed to organise my mess.

    Second, I finished this song I had been working on and it is going to radio. I feel like I can breathe again until when the song gets on radio. Then I'd be holding my breath to see if people like it.

    Finally, today I actually worked for my money. I recorded someone. And the very thought of the whole recording session is causing me to have sinful thoughts. If there were ever a reason for me to become an alcoholic, this session would be it.

    I just needed to get that off my chest!