This is What Happens When You Have Live TV

Sarah Murdoch needs other better excuse for her mistake at hosting The Australia's Next Top Model rather than picking live television show as a scapegoat.

Watching it again on youtube, I think Sarah started to look tense at 2.30, then at 2:31 she looked like having her body there but her mind was elsewhere. Probably the operator had told her by that time about the mistake she just had made, but she lost idea of what to say. Poor her.

Some people think that it was purposely for publicity reason, that Sarah Murdoch was just acting. It's silly, it's very obvious she looked horror-stricken.
I can't pick the best scenario of what actually caused the blunder. Was it the operator who didn't speak clearly? Did Sarah actually has problem with her ears? :-D
Or ...could it be Sarah Murdoch actually preferred Kelsey Martinovich to Amanda Ware to win the title, and that caused her subconscious to take over her mind?

As for Kelsey Martinovich, she's elegantly in control of the situation, and came forth to comfort Murdoch. Both finalists are beautiful, and I see Kelsey as a winner as well as Amanda.
It's also good that as a way of apology, the organiser compensated Kelsey with $20,000 (£12,000) and a trip to New York.

At Lost, Knowing 2012 Deep Impact

Now I feel embarrassed, but I still think it's funny.

Two weeks ago at Saturday lunch with Kat and Yan, Kat was telling us her thought about the movie 2012. She asked if Yan and I have watched it. I was very sure that I had watched it around 2 months ago!! and in fact I had twittered it too to express my questioning of why MUI -the ulama organisation in Indonesia- wanted to ban the movies 2012. So I said "yes, I watched it two months ago".

Though look confused, Kat continued her opinion regarding 2012 "it's actually a depiction of Noah's ark story you know". That when I went lost, but because I only watched partly that-what-I-believed-2012 when it's just about to end, I told her, I don't remember that part, but I recalled that my brother cited it too. Kat carried on mentioning things like "but the dog is safe", "the ship is made in China", "but it's even in Euro", "tsunami" et cetera, things that I didn't see in 2012 that I watched. I was at lost again, I said "is there a dog? Well, maybe I missed that part", "and I didn't see the ship either" et cetera.
Everything were so awkward, that's when Kat and Yan asked me "are you sure it was 2012??". Confidently I said "yes, it's the one with John Cussack, right? There are two kids, one is a boy and the other is a girl, and John Cussack is separated. They ran away in cars" et cetera. Kat approved that, until she heard me mentioning meteor, that's when she cut my story and drew a conclusion "I think you're talking about Deep Impact", agreed by Yan "yes, I think so, and it's already an ancient one heheh". I disagreed by saying "how come it's also starred by John Cussack?", but Kat said that John Cussack played that kind of movie a lot and "he played in Deep Impact too"!!

Last Saturday I finally went to fulfill my curiosity and watched 2012. Surprising enough, though it's been on since at least two weeks ago, the enthusiasm upon this movie is still big, we could only get the seats on the 2nd row from the screen -my poor neck!
The whole almost 3 hours, my friend and I couldn't stop giggling and mocking the movie. I think it's the first absurd movie that successfully made me sit for almost 3 hours because of its top-notched visual effect.

Finished from the theater, I texted Kat and Yan telling my disappointment. Yan said she read on her Facebook that an elementary student said "how would it be possible to escape from doomsday with a plane, that film director will be scolded by *ustadz" (*uztadz is an Islamic cleric). Funny enough, cause to me this 2012 is not about religious doomsday at all, that probably what MUI missed :-)) In fact there's no need to get offended, because it's just a plain Hollywood fabricated story, nothing religious at all.
Thanks to MUI though, the ban is really a successful promotion for the movie 2012 in Indonesia :-))

So what was the movie that I thought was 2012?
IMDB showed me that Kat and Yan were also wrong, John Cussack doesn't star in Deep Impact. They really had mislead me :-) and the whole thing started when I mistook John Cussack for Nicolas Cage -no clue how that happened -they're amongst my fav stars though-, and I still don't understand how could I assumed it as 2012.

I am so glad that I finally discovered that the movie was Knowing, which in my opinion is much much better than 2012.

Important note to self, next time I should always bother to check out the title of the movie that I'm watching, especially when I don't watch it from the beginning.

Err...sorry but your zipper is open

Photo by azrainman

I recently had appointment with an oculist for my currently trouble eye. Yes, luckily not both of them :).
Went to a doctor recommended by a friend. She said he's a sympathetic doctor. My need of seeing this type of doctor is due to the previous doctor that I met, who gave me a distressing diagnosis with distressing explanation and urged me to undertake some thorough medical checkups. I told a friend and my Dad about that doctor's diagnosis, both of them assured me to see different doctor for the second opinion.

So that's how I met this doctor.
After some preliminary checkups, I went to the nice and modern waiting lounge where the patients wait for the doctors. I and the other patients of this doctor had to wait an hour because he had an urgent operation, so most of them then changed to another available doctor.
That made me number one in queue, and when the doctor finally arrived in his examination room I got called by his nurse. After a bit chit-chat of my case, he asked me go to the examination seat.

Then the drama happened, as I and he stand up, suddenly in reflex he covered his zipper area and murmured in shame "oh...sorry" then continued nervously "I was in a rush from the operation room".
The nurse giggled and said "luckily (she) doesn't see", and she repeated that again.
'Lucky' that I am currently quarterly blind :-P cause some weeks ago before I have this problem both of my eyes were very sharp.

I wonder if the nurse actually had known it, because they were in the room for some minutes before I got called in. Probably she was too embarrassed to tell him?
That makes me think, what if I were in her situation? How would I tell it? :-D

By the way, because of my Mom- thank God she's getting better and better-, I've been to many hospitals, but that was the first time for me to see a nurse with a 'polished' look. I mean she's lean, at least 1.70m height and has long legs that makes her more looks like a stewardess than a nurse.

UPDATE..
eheheh..just found this link about Mens Open Zipper Alarm. Lol.

That V Sign

F: oh my god.. you do that two fingers sign too!
O: what about two fingers? :P
F: your fingers in that picture...
F: have you ever seen a European doing that sign? :D

Fabio is commenting the picture of me flashing that V sign.
I knew that the similar sign when the palm is facing inward to the person who does the sign, is considered profanity in UK. Since Fabio is no stranger to UK, I thought he is just kidding me.

I tell him that I know in UK the inverse way of this sign means f*** off.
His response makes me a bit embarrassed :-)))

F: i met a jap girl in nyc, i took a pic with her.. and she did that sign!! :(
F: she sent me some of her picture.. and everywhere,, that sign..
F: it's first time I see you doing that :D

F: anyway i get mad when i see that sign. so, please don't do anymore
O: why??
F: it's so childish and meaningless :D

I explain to him that I did it because I was very happy to see that famous Rakata volcano was in action when I was there, not because I was trying to stereotype.

F: i probably used it last time when i was 8 years old and i won some football match with some other children
F: anyway when you come to europe don't do that in picture? :)

He's so bitter eheh, but bitter people are better than sugar-coating sweet talk people.
Back to the V sign, will you do it? :-D

Proofreading

My best friend asked me to proofread her email to one important person she used to deal with when she still worked in her ex-company. This person is a big boss of some companies and has been trying to recruit her, but his offers don't attract her.
Of course though she has to refuse those offers, it's necessary to be polite, cos she doesn't want to lose her link to a big fish ;-)

To make it short, here's her email part that made me laugh:

I have been trying to reach you but no luck, therefore before far too late with so many excuses, I hope it is appropriate if I deliver the massage by email.

MASSAGE??
I sms-ed her instantly asking what kind of job he's been offering her, sounds kinky.
And she still fails to spot the mistake! Well, at least she's saved from embarrassment.

Unwanted wish

....of the deads!!

Satan's Claws

Who, REALLY, is this man we
affectionately call Santa
Claus?
What do we REALLY know about Santa?
Is Santa just a jolly,
harmless, friendly fellow?
Or is there
something or someone else hiding
behind jolly ol' St. Nick?

Feed your curiosity!

Have heard a hearsay that says CONIFER is actually a compound word of CON and LucIFER?

Believe it or Not :-)
But let's claim back Christmas from Santa's hands, because strangecosmos proofs that the ole man is actually....

The handsome pirated Prince

I had these ideas about Arabic prince from one of pre-90's American TV series, Sister (I'm not really sure), long ago. That they were handsome, dark, slender, for short, all fit.
That impression stayed rooted in my head.

Then one day there was this guy, our classmate. I still don't remember if he had already attended our class from the beginning. I only remember one day after the class had been on for some weeks, I saw his charming face for the very first time.
Nice bone structure, sharp and graceful dark eyes, and a bit tan, just like.....that Arabic prince in that American TV series.
Made me curious, but I was not in love at all, just admiring.

So one day not far from that day, I had a chance to be in the same group with him. After a short chit chat, I couldn't help to ask about where he's from.

We had a conversation as similar as this:

- Where are you from?
+ I'm from here, Pakistani Briton. I just got back from long holiday in America..
He seemed proud of America and cheerfully told me about his excursion there. He didn't look like a usual Pakistani.

- Oh, I though you were from Arab.
His face expression suddenly changed into cheerless mode. It seemed he wished I would say he's a Latin or an Afro-American (though his skin is lighter).
+ No, don't say that.
- Why?
+ Not everyone wish to hear that.
- But I mean, you are like those Arabic princes.(I sounded so ridiculously flirting ya)
His face even got stiffer.
+ No...no...just don't ever say that. That's not nice at all.
- I'm sorry.

Though after that incident he was still a nice guy, too bad he stopped his study after got accepted by a prestigious Bank, not long after that.

Back to the core of the story.
Now, I know why!
Ever since I become a regular reader of Muttawa, I've learnt:
I'd been misguided by American movies, Arabic original princes are like this, this, this...and more on Muttawa

Slip of My Tongue

This is about my uncooperative Asian tongue.

The bus was really full that evening, I was lucky Leet and I could sit.
At the bus following stop, an old lady entered the bus.
She's short and stood wobbly, because she couldn't reach the strap-hanging.
No one, though most of the bus passengers were young, gave up a seat for her.
After about one or two minutes, I felt guilty if I didn't give her my seat especially because she stood not far from where I sat.

So I got up projecting my hand to her and intended to ask her if she want to sit, but I ended up saying:
"Do you want to sh*t?"

She stared at me, looking surprised or rather shocked?
No response for some seconds. My face felt so warm, I was sure it became red already. I still stood near my seat so no one could take up the place.

After some sort of delay, she finally said
"Well yes luv, thank you" and grinning.

I was relieved but still felt ashamed. I wanted to get out of the bus promptly but we're still far from our flat.
Then Leet suddenly got up too, pressed the stop button and sign me that we exit the bus on the next stop.

"Why did you do that?" asked Leet.
"Did you think people around notice that?"
The bus was chockablock, and I think there was at least one person in between where she stood and me sitting. There's not way people around us didn't hear that, but I was just hoping Leet would say no.

However Leet's reason to exit the bus earlier was not that, but because that old lady -sorry to have say this, but as soon as she sat, the air around filled with very (I mean VERY) stinky odour. That poor ole lady was a vagrant.

Boker Tov

This is a snippet from a sermon given by a humourist Preacher at a Sunday service. During his pilgrimage in Israel, he came across the phrase 'Boker tov' -that he said sounded like 'boker toh'- every morning.

In Israel that's part of hospitality indeed, cos in Hebrew 'boker tov' means 'good morning'.
As for him and for any other fellow pilgrimage participants from Indonesia (perhaps Jakarta especially -since I think 'boker' is a slang in Jakarta) that sounded kinky cos the word 'boker' means 'to defecate' and 'toh' acts as a question tag in Indonesian language.

What a coincidence, since in the morning people indeed usually do the 'disposal process.'
So he said, when he was greeted with 'boker tov,' he replied in confidence: 'Boker.'
Because he did! :-D

ManGoers Day

I'm talking about Mango, the popular apparel brand from Spain.
Like the fruit Mango, it's appealing and sweet. Mango is one of all people favourite fruits, and so is Mango, the brand, to many of Indonesian fashion-aware females -according to me of course! I think Mango is quite a user-friendly fashion ;-)
Since last Thursday, when Mango collaborated with one of the banks invited the card holders for Mango preview up-to-50%-sale; the Mangoers had raided all over Mango shops in Jakarta cos some knew that goods reservation before sale days is possible. Alas, many of Mango fans did it already, so only small collection of Mango were on display at any other Mango stores in Jakarta that day. That was also what happened in the preview sale, though it’s named ‘preview’, there actually had already been a pre-preview sale! So unfair, no privilege for the invitees at all.
Luckily (or it seems so) I managed to get insider contact so the next sale I would be notified in advance to make reservation purchase :-)

The following day after the preview sale was the first day of Sale. I never ever wanted to attend any early sale days before. I always thought it's ridiculous and stupid to be willing to cramp like sardines in a can like that.
But last Friday, I was one of those sardines! :-P
Cos I really really want this Capri Marvelous jean, so I dedicated last Friday as the hunting day for this Capri jean

And here are some ridiculous facts that I managed to observe while queuing for the cashier for almost 2 hours of the total 3 hours more (luckily my bezzy mate Leet came to substitute me after that almost 2 hours standing! After she was finally able to escape from her work!):

Quarrel
- Some girls/ women quarreled struggling for bags. I could hear the shouting: 'let it go..let it go...it's mine...put your hands off my bag....nooooo...arrhgg...stop it...etc'. Crazy!

Slavery
- I saw a middle-age man with hug-full of flirty tank tops in the queue!! He's not a cross-dresser at all of course; he's just a poor driver who was forced to queue by his employer.
- Some boy friends/ hubbies were forced to act like shop assistants; they had to carry a hug-full of skirts, tank tops, shirts, bags, etc. Some men were really in slavery there.
- There were some madams who employed their baby sitter too to carry their 'babies' –those Mango apparels I mean.
- Some girls brought along their maids to carry stuffs and to take a queue.

Imagine what kind of reality-mare (not even a nightmare can surpass) that those drivers, babysitter, maids experienced for they had to stand in the queue for 3-4 hours! Holding all those big money with the sum that they would only probably get after years of working, and seeing them flowing to the cashier in a blink of eye for all the flirty clothes of their master’s wives or daughters. Third world issue!

Illegal trade
Some of the customers grab as many bags as they can and started to make trades to each other: "do you want to exchange that bag with this one?" "hey, can I have that one, you can have these two"
And those were for things that totally don't belong to them!

Escaping work
I was sure many offices had some seats unoccupied at that time ;-)

Of course all the pushing and squeezing while queuing
Couldn't believe some of the people behaviours indeed! No shame for shoving and breaking the queue.

And what did Leet and I get for that day?
One jean for each! That's all! Not a pair of jeans that made me did this craziness, but still quite cheering me at least.
A pay-off for almost 2 hours in queuing?
All I can say, I had a firsthand knowledge of being a sardine finally :-D
But I still want that jeans! Small margin of luck I think.

Almost Famous

I almost died and full of shame last Sunday.
Forget of being ashamed as human! I’d probably be a forever shy ghost if I died like that!
Last Sunday I went to Church, but the priest was boring enough to make my mind wandering away here and there! Even now after that accident, I still think he’s boring!
I’m sure it’s not because of my lack of attention at the sermon. Nope! My God is not a God of chastening.

On our way to our car right on the escalator that went down, suddenly my sister asked me, “Eh, where did we actually park the car?”
I said “there on the previous floor.”
So she said that we have to go back then.

Instead of waiting for the escalator to take us down, I stupidly climbed up trying to reach the top edge of the escalator because my position was still 1/3 of the escalator while my sis, she was further down. I was sure it would be easy and faster for me to go back like that, but as I tried and tried to race with the steps that go down a thought came to my mind “Gosh...so embarrassing why I still can’t reach it” then just a step away from the top I commanded my self “jump!”

My right foot did get to the top, but the clumsy step made by my right foot caused my left foot to hook to the step and almost dragging me down.
Thank God, though clumsy, my right foot was strong enough to carry my body up with the help of my left hand. I finally made my landing up (yes thank God it’s not down!) though it hurt like hell!!
My big toe of the left foot was bleeding a bit.
I was dismayed but one thing that got into my mind, “what a shameful if I fell down!”

I look around; luckily no one besides us was aware with the accident. At least that’s what I think at that time, cos it’s still early, only a few people but they’re quite remote.
My sis was shocked too, but I was trying to be cool by laughing and hiding the pain.

Lesson to take:
1. When you think you can make it, don’t ever doubt it
2. Know your situation or condition. Why? I forgot that I was wearing high heels.