Bumi Kenyalang, and other things that fly (or rather, fall).

With the Sarawak elections just around the corner, King Taib Mahmud looks set to get a royal kicking to the curb by the Rakyat. Personally, I like him. P-E-R-S-O-N-A-L-L-Y. As a fellow Rakyat (though not of Sarawak), and him as a politician, I believe the State is better off without him. It is no real secret that the State has been effectively ass-raped of her natural treasures and resources, leaving it in a more dire need of cosmetic surgery than Puan Sri Ragaad Kurdi. Ugliness (and large noses) aside, Taib is in need of a newer replacement (pun intended), and fast. After all, we don't want Puan Sri to start getting political ambitions now do we? *cough*FLOM*cough*

And what's this about another MACC flyaway? Almost as quickly as Ahmad Sarbani descended those three floors into the tennis court (why is there a tennis court at the MACC building anyway?) the IGP quickly mentions that the "Teoh & Sarbani deaths are different." Different, eh? Let's check out the facts that every lay-man can understand:

Was Sarbani under MACC investigation? Yes.
Was he under MACC care at the time? Yes.
Was he left unattended near a window? Yes.

...

... SAMA LAH TU, BODOH!

The irony here is that with the funding MACC gets, they don't have CCTV. MACC buildings & offices not only need to be low-rise or on the ground floor, but they need legal waivers you sign upon entry, so you won't make a fuss if you strangle yourself or waltz conveniently out of a suspiciously open window. Kan.
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Of Life in general.

Salaam. Peace be upon the World & its inhabitants.

It has been long since I last updated Choc-O-Blog. So here I am, making amends. Much has changed, and a lot has happened. So I shall try to reduce all that into something short & concise for all of you. Read: "try".

The biggest change in the life of this Blog & its Writer is the switch of name & medium. Rather than 'Choc-O', I now go by the very quicker 'Chocs'. On top of that, I've switched my main social medium from Blogspot to Twitter, with the corresponding Twitter handle, @ChocsMYS. For this, I blame @Elviza (http://elviza.wordpress.com), the Glam-Queen of Twitterjaya. (Yeah, I know that last bit wouldn't make sense to non-Twitter addicts. But... do try to keep up, ya?)

Being a teenager allows me a lot of personal freedom. That said, I intend to make full use of my youth & reinvent myself. Again. You, my dears, have watched me change often already, so its time to watch me go at it again. Don't worry; you were like this when you were almost-sixteen too. If you can remember that period, of course.

One of the biggest personal developments of late is my new-found (or reinforced) love of the Malaysian music industry. I've always been a fan, but I've been seriously considering a professional career in the limelight. Why? Because I'm so awesome. Ya. But seriously, people regularly tell me I have vocal talent. Some that I know, most of them strangers. I don't want to toot my own horn, but have you heard some of the new Malaysian talent? So flat & powerless. Thank god the musical arrangements are good.

Anyway, I'd like to mention that I'll be performing alongside my good friend & R-&-B sensation ALTIMET, for Acoustic Nights @ KLPac in the coming months. It'll be of his new single, a song I hold very dear to my heart (about an equally touching topic), 'Kotarayaku.' Dates are to be confirmed, but I'll update all of you when I get details. Insya'Allah, all will go smoothly.

In line with the new look, feel, image & name, I plan to revamp this blog entirely. The name (and possibly the URL) will change soon, in line with MY new name too. I'd like ChocsMYS.blogspot if I can. If I can't change the URL (I'm a bit of a techtard, so I don't really know), then I'll set up another blog & maintain this one the way it is. (If I maintain this one, it'll be more of a personal blog, with the other one being more of the SoPo me).

NOW. For the stuff you all expect from me. Watch the next posts for some political fun-poking. Ooh ooh, I may get arrested for this.
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MASiF 2010

Hello wonderful people. Sorry its taken so long for be to blog.

I wanna talk about an event that I went to tonight. MASiF 2010 in the Concourse of Pavilion Kuala Lumpur.

No, I'm not gonna talk about what MASiF is. Not now. I'm too boiled up about something ELSE to talk about MASiF. If this were a magazine, I'd oblige & write about the bigger picture. But this is MY blog where I talk about what I wanna talk about. So if you want the usual media schmeel, please by all means, look elsewhere.

I want to talk about the FASHION SHOW. Or rather, the content.

[I took no photos because I think its just a bit... jakun to take photos with a cameraphone. So unprofessional.]

ANYWAY. So there I was, guest of WM, seated front row. On my right was a man named Kee, who seemed to have what's known as snake-overload; his shoes were snakeskin with snake heads on them. His pants had snakeskin patches on them. His jewellery were of snake-motifs. EVERYTHING was snake-inspired. (I wouldn't have tried THAT hard, but I have to admit that the jewellery was nice).

SO. The fashion show begins. And out troops these Malaysian designers whom I have never heard of (save for Melvin Lam). Being the last night of MASiF, the Organisers saved the very best (kononnya) for last. Some of the designs were lovely, others just RUBBISH (RE: the towel-dress). Aside from Melvin's collection, I managed to find fault in EVERY. SINGLE. PIECE.

WHY you ask. HOW I hear you scream. YOU'RE SUCH A NITPICKING B*TCH, I can imagine is running through your head.

Its simple; the details. Its all well & good if your design is stunning, but if your stitching is like rubbish & I can see stray fibres everywhere, WHAT IS THE FLIPPING POINT? I mean, really. There were a few (just a handful) of pieces which were stunning & flawless. Most were either 'cacat'/imperfect, overdone, or just plain mengada.

WHY LAH. You're supposed to be the PRIDE of Malaysian design (I was surprised TAS didn't have a slot). You're either established or an up-and-coming. Either way, YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO REJECT ANYTHING LESS THAN PERFECT. So WHAT THE EFF WAS I SEEING?

Say what you please, but I believe that the little-little details can make the biggest difference. Details can make or break anything. So what have you just done?
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