"I don't fucking celebrate Christmas so stop wishing me a Merry Christmas. Would you wish an Indian dude a Happy Chinese New Year?"
The above is what I would've said if I chose to succumb to boredom and eventually veering into the realm of slumber on the living room floor with the TV remote in my hand. But I'm left speechless now as I did the total opposite. I actually "celebrated" Christmas. Or at least I did enough to make the makcik's around my neighborhood shout "Murtad! Anak Jahanam!" (translation : "Infidel! Corrupted Son!")
Ah. I love my people.
I went to a Church. I went to a Christmas gathering.
I witnessed a riot after some people had too much to drink.
The Church Musical (A Christmas Tale)
My direct supervisor is an avid church member who gets his "blessings" every Saturday by conducting Bible classes for the Church's youth voluntarily. So me being the asshole I am can't possibly stand by, lips welded with my head down when this comes to my attention. I MUST make fun of it. And I have done so much from reciting biblical quotes aloud in the office, to doing it while wearing his glasses, scarf and headgear.
As a result of my mockery antics I was invited to watch a musical in his church!
Two possibilities conjured up as he made that offer to me:
1) He repays insensitivity with hospitality.
2) He's going to brainwash me wish Jesus juice.
Albeit the hint of reluctance I felt within I went eventually and it was undoubtedly a unique experience. Typical musical theme accompanied by an excellent choir and an old balding bellied man with his arms stretched out whom they call - The Pastor. Jesus here Jesus there, then came collection time!
Guys, don't reprimand Christianity as a money grubbing organization. Instead, lets be more politically correct and say that they are financially aware! Hell I don't blame them. I'd be yelling "Praise The Lord" If people were putting money in MY pocket too! Hush. Such intolerance.
Dinner was Catered. In my mind "Oh no...Jesus food".
Sorry mom. I ate their brownies.
Got a little cramp in my left arm but I think I should be fine.
The Gathering.
The next day was Christmas. I was supposed to be there at 1 and I woke up 10 mins after. HP dead out of battery and eventually arrived at around 3. Menu was turkey, chicken, beef , cheese, white cheese, funny smelling "papadam" tasting cheese. The host sure loves his cheese. Went on to watch National Treasure after that.
Boooooooooooooooooring!
Lets get to the highlight of the night!
BLACK FIGHT!
It was after the movie and we decided to chill over some supper and talk crap at Bencoolen's Kopitiam. I never knew that place had African patrons but being around people of the like just made me feel like I was in the ghetto of some hood. (I'm a huge fan of 2pac)
When then what started as a heated argument obliterated into a mess with flying bottles and chairs and popping sounds! (Probably them cursing in Zimbabwean)
It was awesome!
Courtesy of Lola Okhrana, we managed to get a little footage of the scene.
Listen closely you can hear me in the background going "holy shit dude!"
The 1st bottle flew straight into our direction as that brother threw it to his rival! Man I felt like in another 2 seconds there was gonna be a drive by shooting.
The fight sure made my night.
Good food. Good movie. Awesome fight.
Just one element away from making it a man's PERFECT Christmas.
*wink
Happy Boxing Day.
FUZZ
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
A Surprise
It’s an unexpected strike which catches you unaware. It often comes to fruition when your jaws are wide open, flabbergasted in awe, followed by a torrent of happiness surging for within. That’s a good surprise. A premeditated activity which is done solely for the purpose of evoking feelings of joy and gratefulness from the lives of the people close to us.
I dedicate this post to a friend. The one who loves surprises, plans surprises and usually sets a habitual trend among his close mates having us indulge in a string of surprises we have among ourselves to set sparks of brilliance in our mundane everyday routine.
You know who you are…..Lola Blackano Okhrana Romano. You need to decide on which ethnic group you want to belong to. Fast!
As much as I will leave hints of theories I opt not to torment you with much of it this time. This is a story of a surprise which is by far the most significant to me this year.
A Pleasant Surprise
At this present moment my best friends are attached…to each other! Lola and Adora are 2 of the most loving cuddly emotional loving cuddly baby wabby smoochie woochie *blearch barf cough cough* couple I have ever known.
As much as I cringe every time the 2 of you display your affections before my eyes, only because I knew the two of you before you met each other and it’s simply weird, I must admit the fact that the both of you have something in each other which many singles pursue relentlessly for in so many different people yet come to no avail –
Love, COMMITMENT and Dedication.
Bravo.
However, both of you wouldn’t have met if Adora didn’t step in as the role of the 3rd person in the gang taking the place of an old friend whose memories with may not be much in quantity, yet still held close and dearly as those were indeed some of the best days I’ve had being in the group.
I’m talking about Hui Min.
Hui Min was the ex-guitarist of Slapshocked (My X-Japan tribute band) and also was our company for a few of the Saturday night outings during the early period of the band. What Hui Min lacked in musical commitment she more than made up for in appeal and enthusiasm. Truly a rock chick waiting to blossom.
She brought me to my 1st Wala2 experience which was unforgettable. (Shirlyn!)
Can never thank her more for the zest she brings along with her every time we meet up for a drink.
We stopped hanging out after she her span in Slapshocked came to an end.
So after half a year, one fine Saturday evening Lola calls,
Lola: “Dude..meet in town? I have a surprise.”
Fuzz: “Huh?... what is it?”
Lola: “Just come.”
We were so used to Adora being the girl among us that we forgot the whole Hui Min experience. I waited for the promised surprised for about 45 mins at the foyer of Taka till they called me from behind.
Lola: “eh handsome”
Fuzz: (turns and gawks in disbelief at the person standing next to him)
Hui Min: “AYYY!!!!!!!!”
Fuzz: “What the fucccckkkkk!”
Her voice evoked past memories and experiences in both Lola and I. The rest of the night we spent reminiscing old times over Burger king. Sure feels good to catch up on all the times we’ve lost.
Haha…Hui Min..how I wished we could hang out more like old times. Things have changed so much in 6 months. Nevertheless, it was a pleasant experience. We will meet again. Perhaps in gigs to come.
Love,
FUZZ
I dedicate this post to a friend. The one who loves surprises, plans surprises and usually sets a habitual trend among his close mates having us indulge in a string of surprises we have among ourselves to set sparks of brilliance in our mundane everyday routine.
You know who you are…..Lola Blackano Okhrana Romano. You need to decide on which ethnic group you want to belong to. Fast!
As much as I will leave hints of theories I opt not to torment you with much of it this time. This is a story of a surprise which is by far the most significant to me this year.
A Pleasant Surprise
At this present moment my best friends are attached…to each other! Lola and Adora are 2 of the most loving cuddly emotional loving cuddly baby wabby smoochie woochie *blearch barf cough cough* couple I have ever known.
As much as I cringe every time the 2 of you display your affections before my eyes, only because I knew the two of you before you met each other and it’s simply weird, I must admit the fact that the both of you have something in each other which many singles pursue relentlessly for in so many different people yet come to no avail –
Love, COMMITMENT and Dedication.
Bravo.
However, both of you wouldn’t have met if Adora didn’t step in as the role of the 3rd person in the gang taking the place of an old friend whose memories with may not be much in quantity, yet still held close and dearly as those were indeed some of the best days I’ve had being in the group.
I’m talking about Hui Min.
Hui Min was the ex-guitarist of Slapshocked (My X-Japan tribute band) and also was our company for a few of the Saturday night outings during the early period of the band. What Hui Min lacked in musical commitment she more than made up for in appeal and enthusiasm. Truly a rock chick waiting to blossom.
She brought me to my 1st Wala2 experience which was unforgettable. (Shirlyn!)
Can never thank her more for the zest she brings along with her every time we meet up for a drink.
We stopped hanging out after she her span in Slapshocked came to an end.
So after half a year, one fine Saturday evening Lola calls,
Lola: “Dude..meet in town? I have a surprise.”
Fuzz: “Huh?... what is it?”
Lola: “Just come.”
We were so used to Adora being the girl among us that we forgot the whole Hui Min experience. I waited for the promised surprised for about 45 mins at the foyer of Taka till they called me from behind.
Lola: “eh handsome”
Fuzz: (turns and gawks in disbelief at the person standing next to him)
Hui Min: “AYYY!!!!!!!!”
Fuzz: “What the fucccckkkkk!”
Her voice evoked past memories and experiences in both Lola and I. The rest of the night we spent reminiscing old times over Burger king. Sure feels good to catch up on all the times we’ve lost.
Haha…Hui Min..how I wished we could hang out more like old times. Things have changed so much in 6 months. Nevertheless, it was a pleasant experience. We will meet again. Perhaps in gigs to come.
Love,
FUZZ
Monday, December 10, 2007
Tickled Me.
These videos did!
And December is so bloody jammed packed with courses, administration of upcoming changes and so on that I barely have enough time to do anything.
NS. Overworked, Underpaid and EVER-USED.
Feel Like a 2 dollar whore.
Well at least I'm worth more than these people.
The giant Blubbersaures fell over wipes out an entire species of ants beneath her.
Laughs Out Loud.
THIS kid's got HIS dose of lady treatment a little too early.
I'll Be Back.
FUZZ
And December is so bloody jammed packed with courses, administration of upcoming changes and so on that I barely have enough time to do anything.
NS. Overworked, Underpaid and EVER-USED.
Feel Like a 2 dollar whore.
Well at least I'm worth more than these people.
The giant Blubbersaures fell over wipes out an entire species of ants beneath her.
Laughs Out Loud.
THIS kid's got HIS dose of lady treatment a little too early.
I'll Be Back.
FUZZ
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