It is not my intention to let you die. It is not my wish to kill you.

I will summon whatever willpower and energy I have within me to resurrect you. To make you into your glorious self again!

Trust in me! For I am Sakuragi! Wahahaha..guahahahahah.......!!!!!!!!

Ahem.




By the way, I'm talking about my blog.

They’re here. RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!!

I’m sorry. I got carried away. But I feel like I need to tell you this. I kept telling myself that this means something. I just want to be the first person to give the world a warning if it turned out to be true. Nothing of this sort has ever happened before, at least, not to my memory.

Actually, I have this theory which I pushed to the back of my mind a while back, because of the sheer absurdity of it. I want to share it with you now. Why you? Of all the things to do in the world, you chose to waste your time hanging around my blog, reading this. This makes me feel, in a weird way, connected to you. In fact, I feel so close to you now, at the same time vulnerable. It’s like we’re standing naked in front of each other, an arm’s length apart, and I keep seeing you as Angelina Jolie.
Ok, maybe not the last part, but can’t a man have fantasies once in a while?!

Back to my theory:

Fellow earthlings, I believe we’re under attack. From whom (or what) I’m not so sure, but I assure you they’re here, amongst us! I believe this is only the first wave, an initial fleet to ‘test the water’, and soon, droves of ‘them/it’ will swarm over us, and by then, there will be no escape.

It makes perfect sense Ipoh was the choice for this initial fleet of invaders. We’re a quiet little town, peaceful people. We would never suspect anything. They would have gathered whatever intelligence they have to, pat their buttocks and left without making a fuss.

There is no other logical explanation. These buggers just popped up out of nowhere. I swear to you. One day we’re still peaceful (almost dead) little Ipoh town, and the next thing you know, these generic KFC restaurants, calling themselves KLG (yea, the originality), and even spotting the same appearance (the white, blue and red of a typical KFC restaurant) started sprouting everywhere around town like mushrooms after rain.


First sighting: If you’re far enough, you’ll probably mistaken this sign as one showing the way to another KFC restaurant. I certainly did.



KFC lookalike, with Colonel Sanders replaced by a ‘surprised/confused looking’ chicken. How original. (Falim)


Well, they look as harmless as chickens, you say. But I assure you, what we’re able to see from the outside could be excellent job of covering up for some bizarre operations behind the counter. The blatant display of plagiarism of the designs of these restaurants very well proves my point. I mean, if you didn’t really take a careful look, you might walk into one of these restaurant to order your regular ‘hot and spicy chicken’ or ‘zinger burger’.

Just how can a business with this much money to invest (looking at the total number of restaurants and the short period of time they have come into existence) had given so little thought into the design and branding of its business that it confuses customers into mistaking it as part of a well established chain restaurants? Cannot be, right? Will someone tell me, am I living in China or something? Has ‘someone up there’ decided to ‘move’ the whole Ipoh town to China and I’m the only person who hasn’t realize it?


Why does the bloody chicken look so surprised? And why does the ‘G’ look so much like a ‘C’? To further confuse us with the other restaurant? (Ipoh garden)



This photo look distorted because I was driving at high speed when I snap this shot. I know, I’m dangerous. (Fair Park)


Another thing that gave away their evil scheme is the quality of their food. Although I’ve never tasted it before, according to reliable sources, two words sums up what their foods taste like: It sucks!! They seem to be doing nothing right. I mean, how can this be? No genuinely operating restaurant can be this bad.

Another one! We’re doomed! (Ipoh Jaya)

From what I’ve gathered, there are at least 6 (that I know of) of these restaurants in town. All of them appeared out of the blue in a span of 2 months. The way these restaurants appeared at prime locations simultaneously reminds me of the movies ‘Independence day’ and ‘Wars of the worlds’. Then, I was thinking to myself: ‘It’s happening! Its really happening!’ They are just waiting for the right time to strike us. The only thing stopping them is, maybe an official command from their ‘headquarter’, and once they’ve got that too, we’re tossed!

There. This is the least I can do, to expose them so you can save yourself before its too late. I'm taking a big risk by doing this. So, if I suddenly disappear one day, you would have a hint what fate have befallen me.
If I do go missing, the next time you order your chicken burger at a KLG restaurant, it might not be chicken meat you're eating.

A few weeks ago, I went for a charity performance by the Taipei Philharmonic Chorus. I wouldn't know what to expect of it when I got the ticket because I've never been to a professional chorus performance before. The closest thing I've ever experienced were amatuer attempts by secondary schoolgirls during my Leo Club days.

Superb performance

The 40-voice choir was selected from a 140-voice chorus to tour and perform selected musical works. In Malaysia, they performed in 3 states, first in Penang on the 24th, then in Ipoh on the 26th and finally in KL on the 27th. It was like nothing I have ever seen (or more acurately, heard) before.

The theme of the chorus was Image Taiwan. We were treated to tunes that describes the area and culture of Taiwan, including Taiwan and Mongolian folksongs, Chinese choral works and aboriginal tunes. When they came out from backstage at the beginning of the show, two particular members of the choir stood out in terms of appearance, one of them is a tall, blonde, unmistakebly caucasian lady and the other one, we found out is a Filipino man. The blonde lady (Perlette Jyehae Matthews) turns out to be half-American, half-Taiwanese. That very well proves that music really do has no racial/religious/geographic boundaries.

It was a spectacular performance. Especially when they performed some familiar tunes like 'The Tuberrose' (Yie Lai Xiang) and 'An Unforgettable Affair'(Bu Liao Ching).

I was expecting a typical Ipoh crowd where they do commentaries or chit chat about their neighbours dog giving birth and so on. Suprisingly, the crowd was very well behaved that evening.

I was one of the very few 'not so old' in the crowd. I was sitting beside 2 young rascals who kept making a lot of noise throughout the show. At the end of the show, I slapped them both and kicked them so hard in the backside they flew straight home.

The performance was also a fundraising event for the Agape Home for childrens. I had a chance to talk to Pastor Lim (who manages the orphanage) on a recent visit (organised by the Leo Club of Ipoh Unity) to celebrate the mooncake festival with the childrens and was really impressed with the energy and passion of this 49 year old man, on and off the football field.

At Agape Home. The 'smart' camera lady did not use the flash. Duh! 8pm at night le. Luckily can still see me because my yellow color shirt is just so 'tak chut'.



Football match with the boys. I did not join them. I'm too old for this, you 'hau sang chai' go play.

One of his philosophy in life is to challenge the norm of modern society, get out of the programme, live life according to your own rules, don't just go with the flow. Live your own life instead of living the expectations of your parents, friends, teachers, company managers...etc.

This is so true. There are too many temptations in the world waiting to suck you into 'the matrix' (if you're not in it already), where you live by rules and limitations preprogrammed into the system. Where sooner or later you become a drone in this immence factory producing more drones as you multiply yourself by producing offsprings. These offsprings of yours will carry on your 'legacy' in their genes, and programming through education and constant feeding of unqualified opinions and guidelines on how to live life. This whole process is known as 'Parenting'.

Don't get me wrong. I intend to pass on my genes and produces my own offsprings. Lots and lots of them, and when I have enough, I'll go a step further and produce more, and more, and then more........infinity(if possible). Yea, what can I say, I'm a high achiever. I believe I have good genes and should utilize it(by passing it on) for the betterment of mankind.

Ok. This post is way too unstructured. I'm rambling about too many unrelated things at one go. I better make some kind of conclusion to round up what I'm trying to say so that there'll be a clear take home message to make it worth your time reading. So here it is:

I have good genes. Wanna mate?