Saturday, September 01, 2007
Merdeka!!!
Listening To: The Best Deception - Dashboard Confessional
Reading: The Murderers' Club - PD Martin
Mood: Bored
On the eve of the Independence Day, RyanKyle, XiuXiu, Coleen, Mahmoud, Pinky, Alex, Allen, Zoey, and 3 of Ryan's friends, and I went to Dataran Merdeka. To make things more interesting, Alex was drunk and couldn't really balance himself, so we had to take care of him like some kids. Coleen took the opportunity to make Alex wear eyeliner and painted his fingernails black, it turned out to be quite chun - Alex really looked like a punk-rock star.
Dataran Merdeka was and painted by the colorful neons, and there were huge screens that you just wanna steal and play Winning Eleven with it; but the speakers volume were way too low for their sizes, and I was wondering whether the speakers were made in China or Malaysia. Certainly, it was getting quite crowded even though we still had 2 hours before midnight.
Met up with Janice and her friends there. We sat down right in front of the biggest screen in Dataran Merdeka and talked cock with them - Estee, Sean, Andrew, Max and Molly. Ms Sue-Ann was there as well, I think as a caretaker lar. Haha!!!
Got fed up of waiting, we went to have some food, while Janice's bunch stayed there. On our way to the food court, we saw Mat Rempits and future Mat Rempits. There was nothing the cops could do, as they were easily outnumbered by the Rempits. The funny thing is that the cops couldn't even stop the future Rempits who were just kids on bicycles. Useless bastards, all you know is how to set up road blocks to check our road taxes and conduct breath-test, and what not, saman us. Malaysia Boleh!!!
It's minutes to midnight, all of us were back at the square. As the minute hand edged closer to meet the hour hand, the Merdeka commentary, that was recorded 50 years ago, was played but we couldn't really catch what it was saying. Lousy speakers, you know, and I seriously thought that another corruption was going on in conjunction with the celebration. Malaysia Boleh!!!
Finally, it's August 31st, 2007. All of us raised to our feet and sang Negaraku, not Negarakuku. I had never felt this patriotic before, and the patriotism subsided during our long wait for the fireworks. Damn, as far as I could remember, Badawi took about 30 minutes to finish his long winded speech. Then only came the fireworks. Damn potong steam right? Nonetheless, we still managed to catch the best fireworks in Kuala Lumpur. It was really loud - every "boom" resonated in the concrete jungle and my heart was thumping as if I was gonna have a heart attack.
Then all of us went back. Now that's what I call "potong steam". :P
"Negaraku... Negarakuku... Negaraku... Negarakuku..." - Wee Meng Chee
-MaDCaT-
Reading: The Murderers' Club - PD Martin
Mood: Bored
On the eve of the Independence Day, RyanKyle, XiuXiu, Coleen, Mahmoud, Pinky, Alex, Allen, Zoey, and 3 of Ryan's friends, and I went to Dataran Merdeka. To make things more interesting, Alex was drunk and couldn't really balance himself, so we had to take care of him like some kids. Coleen took the opportunity to make Alex wear eyeliner and painted his fingernails black, it turned out to be quite chun - Alex really looked like a punk-rock star.
Dataran Merdeka was and painted by the colorful neons, and there were huge screens that you just wanna steal and play Winning Eleven with it; but the speakers volume were way too low for their sizes, and I was wondering whether the speakers were made in China or Malaysia. Certainly, it was getting quite crowded even though we still had 2 hours before midnight.
Met up with Janice and her friends there. We sat down right in front of the biggest screen in Dataran Merdeka and talked cock with them - Estee, Sean, Andrew, Max and Molly. Ms Sue-Ann was there as well, I think as a caretaker lar. Haha!!!
Got fed up of waiting, we went to have some food, while Janice's bunch stayed there. On our way to the food court, we saw Mat Rempits and future Mat Rempits. There was nothing the cops could do, as they were easily outnumbered by the Rempits. The funny thing is that the cops couldn't even stop the future Rempits who were just kids on bicycles. Useless bastards, all you know is how to set up road blocks to check our road taxes and conduct breath-test, and what not, saman us. Malaysia Boleh!!!
It's minutes to midnight, all of us were back at the square. As the minute hand edged closer to meet the hour hand, the Merdeka commentary, that was recorded 50 years ago, was played but we couldn't really catch what it was saying. Lousy speakers, you know, and I seriously thought that another corruption was going on in conjunction with the celebration. Malaysia Boleh!!!
Finally, it's August 31st, 2007. All of us raised to our feet and sang Negaraku, not Negarakuku. I had never felt this patriotic before, and the patriotism subsided during our long wait for the fireworks. Damn, as far as I could remember, Badawi took about 30 minutes to finish his long winded speech. Then only came the fireworks. Damn potong steam right? Nonetheless, we still managed to catch the best fireworks in Kuala Lumpur. It was really loud - every "boom" resonated in the concrete jungle and my heart was thumping as if I was gonna have a heart attack.
Then all of us went back. Now that's what I call "potong steam". :P
"Negaraku... Negarakuku... Negaraku... Negarakuku..." - Wee Meng Chee
-MaDCaT-
# posted by -MaDCaT- @ 2:38 PM 
