Malaysia @ 50

I went to Balai Seni Lukis Negara (a.k.a. National Art Gallery) for the launching Malaysia's @ 50 book and photo exhibition. It was to comemorate Malaysia's 50th year of independence. The speech from Dato Seri Rais Yatim was short and concise. After he officiate the thing, we were alllowed to browse through the photo exhibition.

While some photos were awesome and evoke emotion, others were simply beyond me (i.e. I simply don't get why they were chosen). Lucky for me, I got the hardcover-glossy-coloured-pages of the exhibition catalog for free. My aunt looked at the photos and spotted things that I didn't see. For example, I saw three children having their back to each other. She saw the kids were playing a kind of hop-scotch - each of the other legs were sort hook to one another and the three kids were suppose to hop together!

Speaking of kids, school is out for a week. For kids, it's "Merdeka" (independent) for awhile. For office workers, a little less of traffic jams. For vacationers, it's peak season. For tourists, more people at touristy spots. School holiday is also the time for weddings invitation..

Drinking


I was waiting for my weekly dose of unhealthy-life-shortening-fastfood takeout at M when I overheard a westerner (most likely a non-native english speaker) trying to order beer from the 'tudung'-wearing lady at the counter. I almost laughed my head off at the irony of the situation.

Generallly, 'tudung'-wearing women don't drink (alcoholic drink). Nor do they sell it.

Another thing to note is that most fastfood restaurant don't sell alcoholic drink. And average Malaysian don't walk around and at the same time drinking beer from its can. Especially in midday. It gives the impression that you are a drunkard. Drinking is done in clubs and pubs.

If you ever come to Malaysia, don't order beer in McD, KFC and the likes of it. Definitely don't order from tudung-wearing women.

What's arrived in mail today

I got a mail yesterday. You know the one that you have to put stamp on the envelope. Looking at the envelope (like an invitation card), must be from a friend who's getting married, so I procrastinate in opening it.

This morning I opened it and look:

... and I thought it was a wedding invitation.