Sunday, September 27, 2009

Road trip to Redang

I went on a lovely 5-day holiday at Redang Island with some colleagues during the Hari Raya holidays couple of weeks ago, and apart from the long 10 hour drive there (no thanks to the extremely bad traffic jam once we hit the highway to Kuantan, due to the Hari Raya 'balik kampung' rush) and a rather strange experience with one of the island's local guides, I had an absolutely fantastic time. The strange experience with the local guide is a whole blog post by itself, so I'll save that for later.

As mentioned above, getting to the island from KL itself wasn't much fun. My boss arranged for us to meet up early Saturday morning at 1.30am and we would drive overnight to the island from KL. He had invited some colleagues from overseas offices (Japan and Thailand) and some of them had just arrived from the airport. Unfortunately one of their flights was delayed, so we ended up meeting and leaving only around 2.30am in the morning. Mind you, I was working on Friday too, and being the gung ho person that I am, I went for cell group on Friday night as well, and attempted to sleep at my friend's house for a couple of hours before leaving to meet my colleagues for the long drive. 'Attempt' is the key word here... wasn't really all that successful since my buddies were all yakking away in the living room where I was trying to crash... not that I blame them since I wasn't supposed to be crashing there in the first place.

So I only sorta slept for about a couple of hours before I met up with the rest of my group in the wee hours of the morning, some of which I had never met before that day, and I ended up driving the car first with 3 German guys from my Japan office in the car, and my boss driving his car with 4 others in it. Everything was smooth sailing on the highway up until we hit Kuantan. Then began the massive crawl for at least a couple of hours... and it was so bad that when I had to stop for the loo at a petrol station, I found that the queue to the ladies room was so long (and only ONE freakin' toilet!), I decided to pass and hope the next one would be better. Well, the next one was only better in that there were more toilets so the equally long queue moved a bit faster, I think. Still had to line up for at least 15 to 20 minutes. Dang.

After driving for bout 4 hours at least and getting through the jam, one of the German guys, his name is Michael, took over. I was wondering of German driving licenses are valid in Malaysia... wasn't too sure so I just crossed my fingers and hoped the police were on Hari Raya holidays too. Thankfully, no cops were in sight, which is especially good coz' we were far behind me bosses' car and worried that we wouldn't make it on time for the ferry to the island, so the German guy really stepped on it. And I mean, he REALLY stepped on it! Like he was going at 170 km/hr at one point, averaging around 150 unless there was a slow poke driver going at the speed limit of 110 in front of him. So early on I very politely told him that the speed limit on the highway is 110. Michael kinda grunted some form of acknowledgement that he heard what I said and continued driving at 150 average. All this time my colleague in my boss's car was constantly calling or sms-ing me asking me how far behind we were and how fast we were driving. One of my smses to her went something like this "We going at 170 now, and I'm praying very hard that we do not fly off the road". By the way, we were driving a Proton Gen 2. A wonderful home made Malaysian car. Anyone ever see those videos where some dudes tested a Proton against other good car brands by smashing them against something, and the Proton always ends up the most smashed. Yeah, memories of those vids didn't really help me at the time.

Eventually I kinda relaxed and stop twiddling my thumbs in the back seat. And after a few more hours (the sun had come up by then) we had to go off the highway and onto the trunk roads, where Michael swapped places with another German guy, Markus, and he took us on the final leg of our long drive through the small town roads, and fortunately I printed out a map of how to get to the jetty (or else we would've been lost without the guidance of my boss!) so once we hit Kuala Terengganu, we were able to find our way to the jetty soon enough and were off on a boat to Redang Island, totally ready for a real holiday to shake off the ordeal of the insane traffic jam and long drive.

Hmm... I babbled on quite a bit about just the whole adventure of getting there (getting back was much less of an adventure. Another one of my colleagues drove and he was so gung ho, he drove 7-8 hours, with breaks in between, til we reached KL and fortunately there was no jam. This was during the daytime though, so not so bad lah). Me thinks I will save the rest of my Redang Adventure for the next post. There will be pictures! Of fishes! Underwater! And my camera isn't waterproof! OOoooOOoo....

Stay tuned....


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Monday, September 14, 2009

My definition of uncool and cool deaths (as seen in the Final Destination movie series)

WARNING: This blog post has some (but not a lot) spoilers on the new movie 'The Final Destination' a.k.a. 'Final Destination 4'. So if you plan to watch the movie and don't really wanna know what's going to happen at some parts, then skip this post til you're done with the movie. Also, if you really hate watching or reading about gory stuff, then you should skip this post altogether. Selina Cheng, that means you. :)

I actually can't believe they managed to come out with a fourth installment of the Final Destination movies, but they did, and I just watched it last week (it was a rather impromptu decision with a friend. I was hoping to watch 'Orphan' instead, which is apparently a good psychological thriller, but GSC Summit apparently does not know the movie exists). For those living under a coconut shell, here's a super brief run down on the premise of all the Final Destination movies:

1) Lead character is at a certain location or event with bunch of other people, including friends (eg. in FD 1, they were in a plane about to take off. In FD 2, it was on a highway, FD 3, a roller coaster, and FD4, they were watching a car race).

2) Lead character has a premonition of a horrible accident where everyone dies is a very gross way.

3) Lead character wakes up from premonition, freaks out, kicks up a fuss and gets out of said location a.s.a.p., with a bunch of other people following him or her for some reason or another.

4) Horrible accident occurs as per lead character's premonition. Whole lot of people die except the people who left because the lead character kicked up a fuss. These people are now termed the survivors. But not for long.

5) After a while, the survivors die one by one is really gross and horrific manners, in the same order that they would have died in the accident.

6) Lead character, usually being the last one destined to die, figures out that the survivors initially 'cheated' death, but death (which is referred to as some sort of entity, so to differentiate between 'death' as an incident and 'death' the entity, I shall henceforth refer to the latter as Mr. Death. Of course, they never actually call it Mr. Death in the movie, but it sounds kinda cute) apparently has a designed plan and is catching up with the survivors to make sure it happens.

7) Lead characters and couple of other survivors start their quest to figure out who is the next person to die and try and stop the death in the hopes that this will foil Mr. Death's dastardly plan and save the remaining survivors (including themselves) in the process.

8) In the end, they usually all end up dead anyway, with some exceptions.

Doesn't that all just sound so peachy? And yet with all its gruesomeness, there are sickos like myself who just enjoy watching this stuff, just to see what totally disgusting way a person can die the producers will think of next (and yet we still get away with appearing perfectly normal! >:)). In this respect, FD 4 is ok as it has some pretty creative deaths and some pretty lame ones. And thus leads to the purpose of this post, which is my opinion on what makes a cool death and an uncool death in the FD series. Of course, in real life, death is never cool... but this is not real life. This is the world of Final Destination.

An uncool death is....
1) A rehashed death: Having a person die the exact same way as in a previous movie is BORING. For example, in FD 4 one guy got run over by an ambulance (like the thing just came outta nowhere as he was crossing the road, then 'SPLAT' went the dude). Pretty much the same thing happened in FD 1, where a girl was also very suddenly mowed down by a truck. It's for shock factor, I presume, but rehashing the same kind of death kinda kills the shock factor. Pun intended. Fortunately, I think that was the only rehashed death in the entire series.

2) A death due to idiotic carelessness: The actual death may still be interesting, but if the reason the death occurred is due to somebody's pure carelessness, for some reason I get rather annoyed. And this happened a LOT in FD4. For example, a nurse left the water running in the bath tub of a incapacitated hospital patient's room and left the room, causing the tub to overflow (what kinda dumb nurse is that?). A mechanic in a car repair shop put a can of drink on a vibrating machine (I don't think any normal mechanic would be dumb enough to do that). And the guy who simply threw his shirt on top of a device next to the pool, activating the pool drain pipe (the device should have been properly enclosed in the first place if it was used to activate something potentially dangerous!). I mean if a death happened because it was part of death's plan and Mr. Death caused certain events to happen to lead to a death, then it's a pretty justified death. But if a death was due to someone's dumb carelessness, then it feels very unjustified. Like you want me to believe Mr. Death caused someone to become extra dumb or something? D'oh!

3) A 'so-quick-they-don't-know-what-hit-him/her' death: Referring to deaths that happened so suddenly and so fast, with no clue that something was about to happen. Like, one second the fella is chatting and alive, and the next, the same fella is mowed down, impaled, etc and they're more instantly dead than instant noodles. Examples are like suddenly moved down by a truck or ambulance, which I mentioned under Uncool Death #1. Again, these deaths are purely for shock factor, but due to the lack of build up of clues to how the person will die, and also since the person doesn't really suffer anything coz' he or she dies instantly, the death isn't as interesting. It's kinda like "Ack! Oh! He got mowed down!.... That's it??". Blah.

Now my opinion of a COOL death (with reference to some of my favourite death scenes in the entire FD series) is:
1) The death of an annoying character: Well, the actual death of the annoying character itself may not be particularly interesting... but coolness factor lies in the satisfaction of watching that annoying person finally get killed and then feeling no sympathy afterwards. Good example was this guy who played the school jock in FD 3. He refused to believe the warning that he was about to die, and kept going on and on about how strong and invincible he was. So why he was lifting weights at gym and the protagonists were again warning him of his impending death and he was still behaving like he had an overinflated balloon in his head, the weights released from the machine, came down and smashed together with his head in between. The method of death itself kinda falls under uncool death #3 (there were clues shown that it was about to happen, so not so bad lah), but I was rather happy to seem him go. Yeah, it's sadistic, I know, but it's only a movie, people! I would've been more sympathetic if an annoying person I know died in real life.... I think.

2) A slow but totally gross death: These are fun coz' while the character is suffering an obviously painful death, but isn't dead yet, the viewers can have all sorts of funny reactions. This is where people bring out the pillows or whatever they can to block their view coz' it's too gross to watch, but keeps peeping to see what's happening to the person... and for people like me who refuse to take our eyes off the screen, I'll wince, shift around in the seat, cover my mouth and make all sorts of funny grimacing noises something along the lines of "Oooh! Eeeee! Wah liow! Aiyaiyaiyaiyai! Whoaanellyyyy!!" and hope that the person sitting next to me can't hear me. One of my favourite examples of these scenes is in FD 2 when a woman is in a lift with another survivor and a old man carrying a box full of hooks attached to plastic arms. While in the lift, she gets a call from one of the protagonists (who just saw a clue of her death) that a man with hooks will kill her. Naturally, since a guy with hooks is standing right behind her, she freaks out but her braided ponytail gets stuck in one of the hooks. When the lift opens, she tries to run out, but as her hair is caught, she falls on the floor and the lift door closes around her neck. Then the lift moves up while she struggles to get her head out, but of course, it doesn't happen and when the floor of the lift reaches the top of doorway, her head gets ripped off. You can watch that slow but totally gross death scene here ! Another cool slow but totally gross scene is in FD 4, where the lead protagonist and his girlfriend is escaping from a cinema that exploded, when the escalator collapses to reveal the churning mechanics beneath. The guy tries to save his girl from falling into the mechanics, but her foot gets caught and the rest of her body is sucked in and flattened like a pancake. Oooh yeah, I was really squirming around in my seat and making weird noises that time. Bleh!

3) A series-of-unfortunate-events-death: My most favourite type of FD death ever! This is when several freaky things happen in succession to the character or the environment surrounding the character, to make you think he or she is going to die coz' of that something freaky... but the character still survives for a while until he or she dies anyway. One rather good example is the death of Ms. Lewton (a teacher) in FD 1 (I won't go into the details though, you can go Youtube it yerself!). However, that example is not as fun as my favourite FD death scene of all time, which is Evan's death scene in FD 2 (this is the guy who just won the lottery in the movie). In this scene, a newly rich (but soon to be poor, in another sense of the word!) Evan just got home from buying a load of cool stuff with his lottery money, including a nice new ring and watch. He then put something on the stove to cook and also throw one of those weird Chinese takeaway boxes into the microwave to heat up. He doesn't realise that one of his fridge magnets fell into the takeaway box. Good ol' Evan then tries on his new watch and ring, but then drops the ring down the sink. He so cleverly decides to reach into the sink hole (using the hand with the watch on it) to try and grab the ring, but his hand gets stuck. Meanwhile, the stove pan get too hot and catches fire. And if that's not enough, the microwave overheats due to the plastic magnet in the takeaway box, and the microwave bursts into flames. And Evan, still stuck in the sink, tries to put out the fire with his free hand using a cloth to swipe at the pan. The pan falls and sets his house on fire. Fortunately, he manages to free his hand from the sink and tries to put out the fire with a fire extinguisher. Of course, the fire extinguisher stops working, so he's forced to exit his house through the windows, which mysteriously shut themselves tight. But he wisely smashes through the glass and climbs out the fire escape ladder, but the ladder refuses to drop down to the ground. He shakes the ladder (while hanging on it) to try to make it move, and eventually it does, and he lands on the ground. But then he slips and falls on some old spaghetti he threw out his window earlier and land with his head right under the ladder. The ladder drops and lands inches away from Evan's face. He swears in a matter of thanking his lucky stars. One second later the ladder drops further and impales his right eye. And you can watch that fun death scene here. I just thought the whole thing was totally hilarious coz' he managed to escape his hand getting stuck in the sink and a burning inferno, but in the end the ladder got him.


Ah well, they say FD 4 is going to be the last movie in the FD series, which is good I guess. They milked the concept of the movie for all its worth and there are only so many totally gory ways you can make people die in a movie before viewers start getting bored, right? And I'm starting to think there are probably better things to blog about out there....


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Monday, September 7, 2009

If there were no choices...

Last week I was coming back from an outstation trip and being driven home by a guy friend, with his brother and another gal in the same car. As I had just recently moved and they weren't familiar with where my new place was (not that they were really familiar with where my old place was either...), I had to give them directions. At one point we came to a junction, and I said something along the lines of "Ok, you came keep to this (the middle) lane, but it would be better to keep left coz' you have to turn left right after you make this right turn". My guy friend who wasn't driving, and also happens to be particularly blunt person, promptly turned around and asked me if he could ask me a question. And since his question on whether he could ask me a question was rather unexpected but suspicious, I didn't have time to come up with a witty reply other than a wary "Yeeesss?".

"Why is it women always have to give choices when they are giving directions?" he asked. Then he went on to explain that whenever women gave directions, they almost always give choices like "You can turn left or turn right here", which men find really annoying. He said that he would appreciate it if a person giving him directions only gave him ONE route and simple directions, without the driver having to make any decisions. "Turn right here. Turn left there. Keep to this lane. Don't go on any other lane til I say so..." etc, etc. My friend's brother who was driving supported his brother's comments by adding, "Yeah, if you tell me that I can either turn left or right, I'd stay in the middle and bang into the divider!".

I, being a woman, was of course rather intrigued by this line of thought. I mean, to me, if someone tells me I can either turn left or right, I simply make a choice and turn either left or right. I don't get all hung up over having to make a decision while driving! But after some thought, I realized (or should I say, had a revelation?) that this is probably significant evidence of one of the most fundamental differences between males and females. My revelation is... men HATE making choices.

Now don't get me wrong, I'm not saying that men are incapable of making choices, or that they tend to make bad choices. When they have to make a choice, by all means, they can do it, and they are just as likely to make bad choices as, well, women (although some people might differ on opinion on that aspect, but that's another debate!). However, I believe, men would prefer never to have to make a choice if possible. And if they have no choice but to make a choice, they will choose the most convenient option available.

Think about it ladies! Why do you think guys don't like shopping? Well, it could be partially because they hate sitting around for half an hour waiting for their wife/ girlfriend / daughter to decide between the pink top and the blue one. Or it could be partially because they hate having to carry around all your shopping bags, including your handbag (which will immediately be termed the 'man-bag' by any friends of the poor man who happens to see him in that predicament). But even with any females out of the picture, men STILL don't like shopping. Because when it comes to shopping, there are TOO MANY choices. Which brand to buy? How does the price of one brand compare to another? What about the quality? Most women would happily scout around to see what are the options available and make a decision from there. But for men, the more options they have, the more it drives them nuts. As long as they find an item that meets their needs, no matter what the price, they can't be bothered to go hunting for other options anymore... they just buy it. And this is why there is a saying that a woman can spend RM10 on an item that she doesn't need why a man can spend RM50 on the same item that he does need.

(Note: The only time this does not apply is when is comes to purchasing electronice devices or gadgets such as mobile phone, computers, tv's, etc. Only for these will men find out everything itty bitty piece of information about the device they want to buy and similar models, and compare all the specs of each model before deciding which one to buy. It is truly anomalous among the decision-making processes of the male species...)

Unfortunately for men, we all know that life is made up of choices, so making decisions is a rather unavoidable task for you guys. But I had a funny thought about what would a man's (almost) ideal world be like if my revelation was true and men could do away with having to make choices completely....

Scenario 1 - At the supermarket:
Sam: Hi, I need to buy some coffee. What do you have here?
Store clerk: We sell only Brand A coffee here, sir. And they come only in 25 kg bags and extra caffeine.
Sam: Extra caffeine. Sounds fun! I need some sugar to go with that too...
Store clerk: Oh, we sell only Brand B sugar here, which comes in boxes of 60 extra large sugar cubes.
Sam: Sugar cubes. Great! Good way to ensure consistency in my morning coffee. Right... and where can I find a new toothbrush here?
Store clerk: Those are on Aisle 2. We sell all large size, medium-soft brushes toothbrushes, with those flexible bendy necks, in fluorescent green. And pictures of Barney the dinosaur on them.
Sam: I love this place! Are you open 24 hours?

Scenario 2: Naming a pet
Mrs. Jones just bought a dog for her teenage son, Mike)
Mrs. Jones: Look at what I got you for your birthday! Isn't he adorable?
Mike: Alright! I've always wanted a dog!
Mrs. Jones: So what are you going to name him?
Mike: Hmm.... err... I'll get back to you on that....
(15 minutes later...)
Mike: I'm gonna name him Rufus Terminatrix!
Mrs. Jones: What?? Where on earth did you come up with a name like that
Mike: I got it online from the Most Awesome Pet Name Generator website! Don't you just love modern technology, mum?
Mrs. Jones: .....


Scenario 3: Getting married
Priest: Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the holy matrimony of Bob and Mary.... (*insert long speech here*)... and finally for the moment we've all been waiting for! Bob, you may now kiss the bride!
Mary: Wait! Wait! Aren't you supposed to ask Bob whether he takes me to be his beloved wedded wife, to love and cherish til' death do us part, or something like that? And ask me the same thing too??
Priest: Hmm...well, Bob has already asked you to marry him before during the proposal, and you agreed to his proposal. So assuming throughout the time of engagement and preparation of this wonderfully elaborate wedding, paid mostly by the groom, that the agreement is still valid, I hence fail to see the need to ask redundant questions. Go along, kissy kiss now!
Mary: But... but...!
Bob: I love this priest! But now as much as I love you! *smooooch*


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Saturday, September 5, 2009

A very poser pic!

I'm sure anyone who enjoys the world of Marvel superheroes or X-men would have thought about what cool superpower they wish they had if they were a superhero. Well, for me, it's always been either one of these:

1) Ability to fly. It sure beats the KL traffic jams, though I might die early of air pollution!

2) Telekinesis ie. ability to move things through thoughts. Just coz' I hate climbing up a ladder to get stuff from the top of my cupboard.

3) Ability to produce fire from my hands. No need whole body on fire like the Human Torch. Just being able to toss a few fireballs at annoying people to set their pants on fire is good enough. And also coz' it just looks reeeaaallly cool.

And so after recently buying some gym gloves (coz' I'm now turning into a gym freak after joining True Fitness... which is quite funny to me coz' before I became a member and they kept calling me to bug me to join, I saved their number as 'True Fatness' on my phone so I knew it was them calling me and I wouldn't pick up and I would have a good laugh at the same time. Bygones!) and with the help of my wonderful (and free) photo editing program, I sort of managed to live my flame-thrower wannabe dreams with the ultimate poseeeerrrr pic!!!

Ok ok, so there are probably tonnes of other better photoshoped photos of people throwing fire out of their hands (thanks to my brother for bursting my bubble!)... but I still think it looks cool. :P


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