5 AMAZING things CDM 25 taught us that being a road bully can achieve..

..preferably with a car plate that screams CDM 25(note: a White Peugeot 208, optional), with a steering lock. AND possibly with a rather bad temper.

Just in case you need some demonstration:

Yes. I am so sorry you have to come across this piece of news literally everywhere you go on the social media and now my blog too.

I, for one, have absolutely no idea that this is going to happen. But seeing all these negative things crawling all over my laptop, I can’t help but, you know, put in some positive things in the midst of all these negativity.

They said, there’s always a silver lining to every cloud, right? Whatever.

So, I came across with a blogpost earlier this morning on 6 Scary things that CDM25 has taught us. Still a piece leaning towards the negative side. Thus here is something more enlightening to the whole situation, whatsoever.

Here is a list of 5 amazing things the owner of CDM 25 had achieved, that you probably want to learn something from it.

1. You gain INSTANT fame with MINIMUM effort.

You know how hard some people try just to be famous? Not to the extent of entering the hall of fame but famous enough to be the topic of even just a day? Some people made videos, some people made sex tapes. Some people trained all their life, or even, you know, run around the city naked? Yea. That sort of things.

And if you google How to be famous or How to gain instant fame, there is bound to  be millions of lists or How-tos teaching you. But thousand thanks to technologies nowadays, you can gain instant fame, yes, INSTANT fame just by being outrageous enough. Fastest way is non other than bullying the shit out of an elderly that is so helplesss. (refer video for demonstration)

2. Gain public interest.

Fame alone is not your style? Fret not. Fret not. I understand that fame alone doesn’t last. Rising to the level of possessing public interest is the key to the throne of glamorous life. Do you think it’s easy to have reporters running after you or radio stations fighting over you? You need to possess a satisfying amount of public interest in order for that to happen.

No, you don’t need to be a famous stunt actor. You don’t have to work your ass off as an athlete either, nor a footballer, those are too mainstream. Just get your ass out there and bully some uncle who unintentionally scratched your car. Oh, remember to have the whole process recorded down.

With that, you’ll become a person of public interest. Every single thing you said or say or post or tweet or shit, the whole world will pawn it before you can finish saying banana. That’s a breathless life of a world class celebrity! Phew, not that hard to gain, though.

3. A boost of self-esteem.

You know that saying; haters gonna hate? People hates you, the internet hates you, the whole friggin world hates you because of one simple reason; they’re jealous of how awesome you are.

Man, who wouldn’t be flattered if you’ve got so much haters? It reflects how awesome you are, yes? Increase of traffics to your page. Increase of numbers of reach out effortlessly!

4. Interview with top local radio stations.

Erh. Ma. Gawd. Say WHAAAAT? Yes. A radio station interview. No, scratch that. A handful of radio station interviews. Who knows, possibly television interviews, too? Wait, I think that too.

But, hell yes! And you guess it right, just have to be a road bully and you’ll land yourself an interview in famous radio stations that some people had to make countless calls, connections and whatnots to maybe only gain a 10-20 minutes of exposure. No joke. #OnlyinMalaysia though, I think.

5. Free 24/7 car security system(huge bonus!*gasp*)

Never mind those expensive satellite car safety system or cheapskate steering lock to keep your car safe from car thieves and car snatchers.

Again, bully someone on the road, get it caught on camera, pray for it to go viral and kaboom! Everyone recognises your car and car plate. Who dare to steal your car or snatch your car some more, you tell me.

Even if you really lost your car, no problem tracking it down now that all across the nation, not one single soul doesn’t know your car.

Amazing things, aren’t these? A list of things that countless of people probably not able to achieve in their entire life time and just in one night; Bucket list, all checked!

Yes, I am exploiting this whole incident to gain traffic, omaigod, jumping up the bandwagon, omaigod, just like any other famous blogger wannabe, omaigod. Sue me.

Scribbled,

Mich

*Footnote: If you take this whole post seriously, I don’t know. Perhaps a moment of silence for the loss of a sense of lame humour. 
Here is my personal thought on the whole Kiki CDM 25 drama:
Like what Timothy Tiah said in his blogpost, this incident really taught us a lot. And just like him, initially, I really did not give a damn about all those videos spamming my Facebook newsfeed. But then, with enough of friends sharing and news site gradually mentioning #CDM25, too, I gave in and watched the video. 
My reaction was; Holy shit! 
I did not gave much comment, rather enjoying reading comments instead. But being a normal human being, I felt sad and scared for the uncle. At some point in the merely 2 minutes plus short clip, I held my breath, horror-struck, and thought; Oh god, is she going to hit the uncle? And her last words as the video ended abruptly was the greatest disappointment I felt towards her throughout the whole incident.
All assumptions aside, I asked myself; What does it take to provoke me into such state? What makes me screaming irrationally  and hysterically at an elderly in a public place? I have been driven into a state where I started screaming hysterically at my family members during quarrels or whatnots, when I was really, really, really young. 
Undeniably, when you are enraged, you have the urge to scream at people and also the desire to inflict pain towards the other person who hurt you, your love ones or well, in this case, things you love. And that is where anger management comes in. 
I looked at the whole thing without too much of a note of judgement apart from feeling really sorry for the uncle and a little bit speechless for the woman’s behaviour. But, like everyone else, I was moved by the uncle’s kindness of not pressing any charges against her and condone all the things she did to him. (Honestly speaking, if that were to happened to any of my family member, I highly doubt I will remain so calm and forgiving. Watching the video alone was humiliating enough.)
And then she apologised, towards the uncle that she humiliated, sincere or not, that is not for me to question. But personally, I think she owes the public a proper apology. Whatever she did that went viral had in fact, set a very bad example to the public. Not to mention damaging the image of Malaysians. It is Facebook and YouTube we are talking about. Available to the whole wide world. Also, personally, again, I think it is only appropriate to leave the video on the social media sites. It very well serves as a reminder to the her to mind her actions and also to the world to watch your steps. Because, literally, the whole world is watching you.
Just when I thought the drama ends here, the largest disappointment dropped as a bomb to me this morning when Hitz.fm announced that they are going to interview the woman involved in this incident. I honestly thought that there would have been a limit as to how disappointing our local medias could be. How wrong I was. Highly filtered news, manipulated news and dishonest news is merely not enough. Seems like our media has decided to take it to another level.
I could not fathom what are the messages that you intent to bring to the people by interviewing a road bully(I am sorry to label her as such, but fact is, it’s a fact.) I mean come on, even you titles highlighted that it is an interview with a road bully to hear her side of the story. Whatever she did was considered civil crime, no? She threatened another citizen with a harmful weapon. She damaged another citizen’s property. She has committed a crime and then at the end of the day, she landed an interview so that she could justify her behaviour and wrong-doings? 
And what could be the intentions behind these radio stations that interviewed her? A free publicity? Boost of ratings? Really? What happened to “Together with Hitz, say no to road bullies?”
Yes. She deserves a second chance, no one denies it. But is inviting her to your radio station for a nationwide broadcast a part of giving her a second chance? A second chance can come in many ways but definitely not helping her to rise to further fame. I mean; WHAT. IS. THE. POINT?! Is there a need to increase her rate of exposure when thousands of other people’s voice who needs help needed to be heard? 
At the end of this long footnote, you might label me as a hypocrite saying I am doing the same thing; taking the advantage of this incident to gain readership. 
Your freedom of speech or accusation will not be denied. 
So, don’t you deny me my freedom of expressing my thoughts, in my own ways.
 
 

21 Perceptions

One day into being officially legal. Yes, the awesome author just turned 21 yesterday; 6 of August. Kindly remember the date as you can never have Facebook reminding you. So this day next year, you know what to do. Haha!

But don’t get me wrong, this post is not a  blow by blow account on how did I celebrated my 21st like what I’d usually have in a Michelicious story. Yes, I’m sure it’s not.

Well, we had a small gathering at my house last Saturday, an early celebration. Just invited close relatives and some friends, right after cleaning up, crashed a friend’s farewell party. And then yesterday(matter of fact: it was just now because I haven’t sleep so it’s still 6 of August in my context) went to this water park and had the Vuvuzela ride like thrice. They were so in love with it and couldn’t help it.

 A summary more or less? Haha. Yes, we will leave it at that.

“We’ve grown too old to find Sunway Lagoon interesting.”

“We’ve grown too old” Has been repeated countless time the whole day throughout our time spent at the water park.

And so, I came to realize that how much everyone has grown out of being their old teensy whinny self. And how my perceptions about so many things have changed. I can’t point out how much different I’ve grown to become throughout all these time, but it has become obvious enough for me to feel, oh .. I wasn’t like that last time.

Thus, the title of this post; 21 perceptions.

Actually before this, I was thinking about 21 random facts about me or something like that, a blog post dedicated as a mark being officially legal. But after talking to my friend and all, I’ve decided that perceptions would fit what I want nicely. I will cough up 21 posts on 21 issues. And the posts will feed on my perception towards a particular issue or rather topic.

It could be something random, it could be something personal, but whatever it is, it’d be about what my thoughts are on certain things. Because 3 or 5 years from now, I’d like to come back and see how much different a person I’ve become. And it’d be a gift to my future self. As for you readers, I don’t know, haha, the author is here, solely for your entertainment. 😉

Truth be told, I hope I would upkeep this 21 posts. So you will be my witness, I hereby grant you the permission to kick my ass if I couldn’t make it. Perhaps, by the time I finish my last post, I would have develop the habit of constant updating post in my blog again.

Ahah! It’s a deal, people. 🙂

Scribbled,

Mich.

P/S: New tag and category has been added for your easy browsing of 21 Perceptions. Where else to find such nice writer? You’re welcome.

Fifth of May

Fifth of May marks the darkest day in the hearts of most Malaysians. Everyone that had hoped to wake up to a better tomorrow witnessed how things from looking positive started going downhill most probably because He-Who-Should-Not-be-Named decided to reveal himself to us, Muggles after all.

I couldn’t help but be reminded of how coincidentally in Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy has this artefact; Hands of Glory that plays a similar trick that our nation has witnessed last night, almost today.

A wave of sorrow clouded social sites what with everyone being so disappointed and, really? Shocked? I myself woke up this morning thinking: “Please, last night did not just happened.” I can hardly scroll down my Facebook news feed without a pang of sadness washing over me looking at those posts.

But then again, come to think of it, yes our hopes were high-and they hopefully still are-but deep down, weren’t we expecting this to happen? Well maybe did not expect Draco Malfoy to involve his Hands of Glory, but still, we knew it will happen, this way or that.  Reality is, no one plays fair to win. It is not a matter of winning fair and square but simply a matter of winning to not lose. Because changes just don’t just come as easily as we all naively hoped.

How long it took to really free Malaysia from colonization? And well, admit it, the rakyats have only risen to ask for a change in recent years. Improvements were dramatic enough in the past two general elections and it ought to be enough to keep everyone fighting for real democracy.

Indeed, democracy was brutally murdered. We ought to mourn for the death of it, but what comes next? It’s moving on because life still goes on whether you like it or not.

In the midst of darkness and filthiness, there are lights coming on, fire continues to simmer.

There are bright sides that can be taken from this so-called dirtiest election. First of all, it ought to serve as a warning. No longer a wake up, the 12th General Election was a wake up call but now, a warning ringing out loud at the ruling party. The rakyats are watching each and every one of your step ever so closely. As for the rakyats, this is a wake up call! Through this election, it further convince the people about who deserves to be trusted and forcing the people to be more determined to fight for a change.

Yes, the change we wanted did not happen this time. But it doesn’t mean it will never happen. If it takes another century or more, so be it. Our generation will live to see it happen even if it means that we might have to go through more dirty unfair failures in coming elections. Even if it means that we will have no teeth to grit by then.

For now, it’s time to move on. To start small by stop judging. Stop being racist. Stop acting like you have nothing to do with this country. Stop being irresponsible. Every little effort counts, but we definitely do not stop fighting despite what happened on 5th of May 2013.

Recalling and refreshing a slogan we held to throughout form six; Success is a journey, not a destination. So is democracy.

Someone on Facebook said:

Democracy don’t just happen overnight, it is a journey that requires much faith, patience and determination.

Another 5 years we shall wait where those who were muted by their age will rise and meet those who are fighting for a greater battle. Sorcerers in Malaysia, brace yourselves, a come back is always stronger than its previous attempt.

As for now..

Be the change you want to see in the world.

-Mahatma Ghandi

Scribbled,

Mich

Choices. Decisions.

The whole nation is so heated with the upcoming 13th General Election. Stories, propagandas and rumours are flooding Facebook timelines and news feeds. Youths, regardless of their eligibility to cast votes or not jump on the bandwagon like it’s one of the trends they are compelled to follow. It is not how dirty politics can go that opens my eyes but rather how far some people will go in order to get that one vote from the hands of the rakyats.

It is easily understood that why is everyone in the hype of  this whole Election. Because everyone finally decide that they want something new and fresh. To give something new a try. It’s kind of sick that I am somehow muted by age, because honestly, I think I am smart enough too pick my own government as well. Much smarter than most people who just blindly follow the trend, like seriously.

It all comes down to making decisions. Where according to legends and myths; Your decision defines who you are. Coincidentally, if this theory is applicable to this country’s political situation over all those years, well.. does it, or does it not said something?

If there are rare cases where your decisions does not define who you are, then I’m probably one of the rare cases. I made decisions that I often regret or start doubting soon after. More often than not, I have this sudden urge of pulling myself, running away rather than facing it because believe it or not, one can be so overwhelmed by one’s own decision that it is almost suffocating.

It sure make me sounds pretty much like a coward, no? But that’s hardly the case. I wonder what kind of impression I tend to give people that sometimes, I mean really, just sometimes.. they expect me to be some kind of a bomb that I will explode one day and shine. What I’m trying to say is that, the way I carry myself sets a very high benchmark for my capabilities. A decision, however, is still a decision. It’s not that I had no choice. But, this is my choice.

Small

It must be ironic where; this is a platform to make mistakes and to learn from it. Then again, it allows no mistake because it doesn’t only affect you but the overall performance of your whole team.

I guess, I really did not give what I’m asking for much thought and just went head on with it. That is reckless, and stupid. That is me.asking for

At times, I feel like I understand a whole lot more than what people around me do.

But at times, I feel so small. So tiny that I’m easily overwhelmed by the rushing current of events in my life and I’d drown any given time.

No matter how many choices you have, one decision kills everything else.

Scribbled,

Mich