The Verdict

It is official.

D-Day

In another few more days (I don’t really know precisely which day), it’ll be d-day. The day where the American universities release their admission decisions to applicants. The day where my heart will be pounding as I anxiously watch the web page load by staring at the loading bar at the bottom right of the computer screen.

Because “Good things come to those who wait”

I have absolutely no idea why I’m writing this, but I guess it is pretty much about my new-found pleasure of linking my daily encounters with a well-known proverb.

My acquaintance with the phrase “Good things come to those who wait” came from an advertisement by Guinness, which is one awesome TV commercial.

Now, who can make a difference?

Today my rolling eyes were stopped abruptly, like a car before a traffic light that suddenly turns red, by an article that appeared on The Sun “High Accident Rate a Headache: Tee Keat”. The new Transport Minister Ong Tee Keat suggested that the problem of road accidents is a headache for him. And he advised Malaysians to change their attitude.

A List of People I Want to Screw

I can resist no more. I want to stop being politically correct for just 5 minutes.

You have to watch The Lost Tribe by Al Jazeera to know what I am talking about. As I reflect on the show and the misfortune encountered by the people, yet was reminded about the ugly reality of the behaviour and altitude of the people that I encountered on a day-to-day basis, I felt there is no point to be politically correct anymore.

I, Aaron Lo, Shed Tears over These Videos

Especially when someone else could shed tears over a The Economist magazine. ;(

The Color-changing Chameleon and My Deep-Seated Contention

Chameleon is one of the many things that you just find it hard to describe to others. What’s a chameleon, someone ask you. And you just can’t put on a description on its color like you normally would when describing an object. Because you don’t know what its true colors are, as it desperately tries to fight for its survival and protect itself from enemies. Surrounded by the greens of the leaves, it turns green. And no prizes for guessing correctly its color when it clings to the tree trunk.

All the World’s A Stage

And all the men and women merely players. – William Shakespeare

For the past few days it has been a lot of drama, beginning with the advent of the stupefying BN downfall and the unprecedented sense of empowerment to stand up against any callous authority among the people. In the own words of William Shakespeare, life is a play and we are all actors on the stage.

How I Stole the Heart of the Ambassador

I was offered a RM250 per hour job as a pianist at the Kuala Lumpur Performing Arts Centre (KLPAC), playing for an gala event organized by Mercedes Benz. They were launching a painting auction event to raise funds for UNESCO.

The People have Spoken

Now, if I could say that like how the host of Survivor say “The tribe has spoken”, that dramatize things even further.

Trivia aside, it is official. The BN has been denied the 2/3 majority. Not 1, 2, 3 nor 4, but FIVE states have fallen into the hands of the opposition parties, namely Penang, Selangor, Perak, Kelantan, and Kedah. Big names have unexpectedly lost, including Koh Tsu Koon, Samy Vellu, and Shahrizhat. (which brought me so much excitement!)