Capitalism...a wannabe story

If you know me long enough, you well aware that I rarely pay attention to Malaysian music scene. Personal reasons aside, however sometimes it's good to pay attention to local music scene. So now, it's time to take a sneak peek inside when new artist Prema Yin hot new video causing quite a stir when it was released two weeks ago.

When you try to break the sex taboo within our community you'll soon pay the price. The director Gambit Saifullah (strange name, mind)  facing a huge backlash and Shah Jaszle ended in hot seat, again. The video is nothing compared to, say Madonna Justify My Love or Shakira La Tortura but it is something for local scene.

International acts are totally different from local since they do not have moral obligations to the people. They come from economic atmosphere called capitalism, where you can sell anything that sells. Sex sells, drug sells, violence sells. So when local acts try to become a capitalist, you simply can't, point blank.We have moral obligations to community, whether you fancy or not.

Islamic+capitalism economic system practiced here so anything causing moral defect is a definite no-no. But let's face the fact here, does the video do anything harm to the people responsible? Hardly any.

I never heard of Prema Yin so it turned my head and actually listened to her song in the video. It was pretty good. Kinda hard to swallow but I admit it. It shows that when you breaking a taboo, it's actually a good thing in drawing attention to yourself.

Of course I would definitely disagree in sex-engaging behavior in mainstream media, but do we really notice when something is plain and boring? They just trying to get our attention and it is definitely works. They took extreme risque for their action and believe me, people soon will forget whatever they did. 

If you don't like what you see, turn away. Simple as that. Moral defect or not, they ultimately choose what they want to do. We can just criticize as always or try to understand what they trying to say.

Free food!!

I'm sorry for the gap between my posts. Wanna know why? Suddenly I got a surge on getting a TV. A big-ass screen TV. So yeah, I was wondering around a lot and haven't got much time posting anything new. So yesterday I attended one of my old friend wedding in Puchong. It was a bit scary (I dunno anyone but the groom) and commitment issues (I got some of that too).

But with good food (FREE food always good food) and lot to catch up between us it's almost criminal time goes by so fast.

Anyway congratulations to Faris a.k.a Mawi and his bride and I wish them all the best. And yes, for my dad, stop asking when I'm gonna get married. I'm bored with that. 

Interlude #3:50pm

I hate Rebecca Black's Friday but Glee cast make it sound so cool. The lyrics still intolerable. Can you say Glee make everything sounds so current? From Prince's Kiss to mash-up of classic Thriller and Heads Will Roll, they're making hits after hits. Best of all, none of them are theirs.

# Friday still the worst song of the year.

Interlude #3:55am

A text received @ 01300 by my lil bro Amirul (da one showing his teeth)

Bro, aku dapat dekan!!!!

Great. Back to sleep. ZZzzz...

Day 2: #quitter always wins

Dear cigarette(s),

This is an open letter to you. The day you came to my life a year ago it was a mistake. That day you still cost RM6++ for a pack of 16. Now you cost RM10 for a pack of 20. Even I clearly know I was burning money by getting you it always fun when you're around. The picture as gloomy as my mood...

This morning without you is just a pain. Something is missing, I told myself. It was a sad morning. Working night shift is lonesome. No more puffing with coffee in my hand, looking towards Maybank Tower. Nicotine and caffeine fix can't be together no more.

It's 48 hours and counting. I love you but this relationship must stop. This is a bad romance, you know that. I'm not letting myself go so goodbye to you. You sure tempting me again and again but enough. I'm walking away from this toxic relationship. You are my Bobby Brown.

It was fun when you're around. But good things (is it?) must come to an end. I'm glad it ends, just forward is the way to go, and you ain't comin' with me.

Sincerely missing you like crazy,
demetrius02


UPDATE 11:51 PM: Shit, I'm struggling...

Day 1: The road to smoke-free

Oh, it's been a year since I started smoking. I know, that something you can really proud of. I never counted how much money I spent for that thing, but one thing for sure everytime I bought it I feel guilty. That guilty don't last long however, 'cos a year had past and I'm still smoking.

My buddy Alex told me me I gotta stop or will forever be damned (OK, not really was he said) but everyone got their thing. Bad habits that they know they gotta stop. Letting ourselves go is the common symptoms of a human being. Like Alex himself he's an online gamer. Can he just stop cold-turkey? I doubt that, but it's not fair when his habit never gonna cost him his life. My habit however can cause lung cancer, smelly breath (you got this when you roll outta bed too), yellow teeth (again, excessive coffee also causing this) etc.

I told Alex that I'm gonna stop smoking by new year's eve (2011) and he didn't believe me point blank. Yes, he was right. Not only I'm a smoker but a liar as well. Damn.

After several trial, I've say it is the time to end this insanity. I'm putting my foot down and no negotiations after that. The deal has been made.

I'm quitting smoking y'all. It's been 18 hours since my last puff and it's not good. I'm struggling to hold on. Shit. Pray for me. Peace.

No...later

Look at this picture. What is it? A BlackBerry Curve. I remember my previous job handles a lot of this gadget. If you have a BB in my previous office you are very important and you don't really have a life. Trust me, when I'm handling you a BB you don't want to take it. Period.

The point of having a BB in the first place is for emailing, as most companies reply so much on emails rather than calls. But now college students own one. I mean, what so great about this thing? Smaller screen, annoying QWERTY keypad (once you go QWERTY, you never go back) and far less function as let's say a Nokia.

This evening I granted my brother some moolah to get this BB. I actually owe him but it's devastating when the money goes to this thing. He already own a Nokia ExpressMusic but still, Nokia probably sound cheap. I got into text argument about this and it's his money, why the hell I should care? But what I don't understand is the feeling of wanting more. I have some, but why?

Break it down y'all:

a) Guys, you know this. You have a girl who loves you and want to get married to you. But even marriage does not stop us committing an/many affair(s). Who can answer that? I can't. Can you? Girls, stop that grinning, you too.

b) Keep up with the Joneses. No, not the overly-exposed Kardashians. Kapish? It means keeping up with everyone, material-wise. Your friend own a car, you gotta have one as well, but better. Handphones, houses, furniture you name it. Everything money can buy.

c) Career speak. I don't really fancy my current job now but it's way better than my previous. One year I promised myself, it will be new career path. Better money and benefits of course.

A few examples. But I keep thinking, why? For material-wise, can't we live frugally? Speaking of that, frugal is what I am now. I rarely eat out, as I learned to cook. I eat a lot (sure, hard to believe) so cooking is a no-brainer. If I cook, I can cook quite a lot for myself. It's not that good, but for survivalism I'm on it.

Clothes? Haha, not in my financial book. My mum get mad sometimes when I show up in old outfit. She can't believe that I'm working and very rarely buy new clothes. Mom, I don't need new clothes to be happy. Be frugal, that's OK.

Restraining yourself from committing one of seven deadliest sin (greed) is good. It shows you don't need lots of stuff to be happy. I am, sort of. I'm too shallow to reach Buddha's serenity.

I am...Sasha Fierce.

No seriously,

I am superficial, I am shallow, I am human.

BlackBerry, I'm gonna get you later.