I am so ashamed of my own country lately. Those who have been noticing the advertisement on our local TV channel should have seen this awful song:

I mean, WHAT THE HECK IS THAT?? A song about how we should flush our toilet? Has it really come to this? This is the absolute worse patriotic song ever written for Malaysian prime time TV. (Dude, it’s played during the 8 pm prime time before the news!) Whatever happened to good old patriotic songs like Sudirman’s “Tanggal 31 Ogos” and “Perajurit Tanah Air” which were good songs, songs that I can still hum and sing to more than 20 years after I first heard them.

Another point of argument is the absolute junk that this song is, IF you can call it a song. Listen to it! The song is all in monotonous rant, one single note, totally mindless! Whoever wrote, sung, and approved this song to go on air must have the musical talent equivalent of a dung beetle.

Please Malaysia, wake up. You’re already 50 years old and you still eat crap for breakfast! Wake up dude!

Edit: This post has been edited to fix that layout problem with the embedded Youtube video, thanks to Ying Ying who helped me with that! Thanks a lot girl! Will write another post later on how exactly to fix that later.

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I’ve never had a liking for their meat ever since I was a child. A recent family reunion fired up previous memories of this hatred, that I felt that I should share it out!

It was my brother who reminded me of this story. We stayed in Kampar since I was in Standard 1 or 2, I can’t remember. That was like 1985. Our paternal grandmother stays all the way in Mambang Diawan, about 45 minutes of bus journey, so she seldom sees us. My elder brother and I were her favourite grandsons. One fine day she came to visit us. She brought along food for us, and yes, you’ve guessed it: ROASTED DUCK THIGHS!! YUCK!!!

Thinking back, I really can’t blame her. In the olden days, ducks were a rarity, and they were considered luxurious food. But both my brother and I despised it! Granny handed over the ducks and we took it in our hands. I looked at my brother, and he looked at me. We had one look in our faces, and that’s gross! Since Granny was still around, we took a bite, just to “give face”. The meat was soooooo plasticky and hard, we couldn’t manage to even chew the damn bird properly. It seems like rubber to us.

Finally Granny moved away, she went to talk to our parents. Without hesitating we thought of a place to properly dispose of the duck. We couldn’t just put it in the kitchen, she’ll think we don’t like it. Ahh …. the rubbish chute! We opened the chute, chucked the unfinished meat, along with the half-chewed piece in our mouths, and away it flew!

When Granny finally came back, a few minutes later, she was quite surprised. “You two finished eating the duck already? That was fast!” My brother and I could only afford a stupid grin on our silly faces! =D

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Flashing is undeniably one of the toughest variable to control in photography. Being a newbie handling a flash unit, I encounter a lot of obstacles and errors, resulting in very bad pictures, from a technical point of view.

If you remember one of my earlier posts, I did mention that dialing a high ISO in a flash filled picture will brighten up the background considerably. I might not have the samples to prove my point at that time, but now I have them. And I will be showing them to you here.
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