On Christmas Eve

Few words: Since my previous post Mr.Leo is published, everyone is calling me that now. Sooner or later this place going to be misterleomonkey.blogspot.com. By the way, it’s Christmas already? It feels just like another Friday night. I sacrifice Christmas for my final year project, dear supervisor; if you’re reading this, do give me an A+.


Here I am, alone, in front of my laptop on Christmas Eve. For those who are really close to me, they will assume I'm bullshitting but the fact is the fact; I’m all alone in front of my lappy now and most probably remain the same for the next couple of hours. Well if that’s the case, then why not blog? Here it goes then...

The following may contain certain degree of joke involving several important characters of Christmas which are not in any way explicit or offensive. If you can’t take joke seriously or if you take joke too seriously, please stop reading and exit the page. Conversely, if you’re just looking for a piece of laughing material, welcome.

Being born and raised by Chinese custom had gravely lessened my knowledge or understanding about other custom, for instance the Christmas. The first word that comes through my mind when you talk about Christmas is Merry because they always come together, and no kidding, that’s the only thing I know about Christmas. I really had no idea what Christmas is until I’m in kindergarten. Even so, I’d think of Santa Claus as a thief. You can’t blame me, who wouldn’t think of a thief when someone wearing boots go into your house through the chimney. To further support my theory, Santa always come at night when everybody is asleep, he carry a never-ending big sack and he laugh every time he got away "Ho Ho Ho!". Which of the above criterion show he is not a thief, convince me!

After some time, I share my humble theory with my friend Rajan and to my surprise; he couldn’t even let me finish my theory. He was totally pissed off. He told me that Santa Claus is never a thief, Santa Claus is his hero. He also told me that Santa Claus was originally one of Marvel superhero, same class with Spiderman, Hulks and others superheroes in those Superhero League. And because of that, I believe him for months and wondering “What superpower he had? Toy making? Chimney sliding?”

Back then, Rajan is still my best friend before I find out that there is no Rajan in his birth cert. It's written Ganes instead.

After some years of celebrating Christmas, I gain some knowledge about Santa, mainly through TV. Somehow Santa is a kind old man who likes to make toys and he come every year on this particular night to deliver his handmade toys to good kids ONLY. The word ONLY sound so mysterious right, I thought so, how he know which is good har? At that time, I already had quite a number of useful data on Santa, but still I couldn’t meet him.

I know Santa put the present in sock, so I purposely ask my mum to wash all my socks before Christmas. I put my sock every year at my front door, in fact I put three just in case he missed it or maybe I’m lucky enough to make him think I have two more siblings. But still, nothing in the socks.

At some point, I even ask my mum to build a chimney in my house because I thought he is too paiseh to come in by front door. Of course my mum won’t build one, by the way, having a chimney in Malaysia is illegal; government will tax you under factory and manufacturing building because the number of house with chimney is even rare than museum. Every year I have come out with more and more creative idea; putting a sign board writing ’chimney this way’ at my front door, placing my sock at the balcony instead and I even reserve a place for reindeer parking. But there is still no trace of Santa and more importantly his toys. Eventually, I understand why my parent isn’t all hype bouts Santa, for the reason, it’s just a myth.


Even so it’s just a myth; there are still a few logical questions that I don’t understand. "Why reindeer?" And it’s not normal reindeer; Santa is so picky, he only wants red nosed reindeer. Why not horse? Everyone knows that horse is better in many ways than reindeer. "And why elf?" Everyone knows the cheapest labor available is Bangla, why not Bangla? These are few logical questions that still remain a mystery to me.

But not today, I finally meet my Santa, or seem to be like him. Red and white, should be him.

He even went through all the fuss to prepare this just for me; I guess I’m in his good boys list this year.

Well, the drawback is I have to pay for this. FML. Guess Santa never really exist after all.

But at least I know Santa still love me, if not why do he ask me to come again.

HO HO HO! MERRY CHRISTMAS DEAR READERS!
Merry Christmas to you as well, mellymonkeys (whisper)

Mr. Leo

Few words: The petrol price went up again. Ultraman is indeed a smart guy; he converted to solar power hundred years ago. He knew this day would come.



Horoscope sure is an amazing thing, to be able to put those stars craps into the one of the world top billboard worship chart is something not? At least this astrologist deserves some round of applause. I mean some parent even wrote horoscope as a religion in the birth cert. "Sir, there is a slight confusion over here, there is no room for horoscope in birth cert” say the lady at the counter. "Nonono, that's my religion” replies the man. That’s how far people take horoscope these days.

But seriously, horoscope is really something to brag of. It can be next to the world seven wonders, or at least parallel to Confucius teaching. I mean you're already being judged even when you're still in your mummy womb, some powerful sh*t, not? Speaking of Confucius, I read that he’s a stubborn old man who is constantly surrounded or rather ambushed by clever students. Can you imagine yourself debating everyday with a bunch of nerds about moral issue, loyalty and such life philosophy? Some of you guys can’t even tahan your 45 minutes Pendidikan Moral class when Confucius endures it every single day. If he is born slightly later in modern life, I guess he already had at least 50 phD of Moral Education.


Basically the word ‘stubborn’ already tell half of his story: Confucius is definitely a Leo, for the reason that no matter what, he is always the winner. That’s how far a typical Leo can go despite all the nerdos' assault. No kidding, I even meets a guy that doesn’t want to give up even he’s being checkmate. He keeps on telling his opponent, there’s still move; which he is trying to devise. Some Leo even cheats in board game by hiding extra King in their sleeves. That’s how cheap a Leo can be in order to win.

By the definition of horoscope, a Leo is a guy who wants to win so badly that he can even kill for it. If you browse through the horoscope, most of others horoscope bring a positive attitude: loving, outgoing, playful and such. The only horoscope that had an unpleasant attitude is Leo. I think one of the horoscoper purposely did that after he/she realized that his/her enemy is a Leo. Being a Leo is more like a curse. But anyhow, since Leo is the only bad guy in the horoscope and virtually we can’t do anything about it; we Leo-er simply choose not to believe in this crap.

That is me, being a typical Leo choosing not to believe this kind of nonsense. “Where got la” that’s what a typical Leo will think every time they open their newspaper’s horoscope column. Some even give up reading the entertainment column just to avoid reading those horoscopes. I once told my mum to stop subscribing the entertainment column but if those daily is to be without entertainment column; they're already good to be recycled.

Being not a believer of horoscope for the past 20 years or so, decided to read his first article on Leo horoscope and surprisingly “Darn it, it’s all bull eyes”. I’m exactly the person written in that article, no less no more. Of all the sudden, I feel like I wasted my 20 years of not believing; there goes my Toto prophecy. Then I flip to the next horoscope, “Darn it, it’s all bull eyes again” and continuously I had another 10 bull eyes on each horoscope. Then it had come to my bottom line that horoscope is just another twist of puzzled words which related to everyone daily life. That’s the formula of bull eyes.

So the next time you says I had a Leo blood streaming all over my body. Actually you might want to add another 11 more.

Understand

Few words: This crash semester just gonna be so sardine-packed; it’s like a race against time. We’re required to finish 4 months syllabus in a month, just imagine.



You guys should be realized by now that my blog update by average is once to twice a month, the rate is even slower than Japanese manga updates; way to go! Not complaining though, as long as it is still of the same quality. But reading back the few posts, I need to say I don’t really understand what it’s all about; it’s more like a blog to impress and by doing so, the whole blog went ballistic. Extravagantly exaggerated is the right word. So from today onward, it’s all straight forward spontaneous honesty blog.

Sometimes I’d ask myself, how long it takes to really understand a person. 4 years? 4 months? 4 days? We might make believe that we really into understanding someone but the fact are, it take a lifetime to fully understand a person. In one life, how many people can you fully understand? I believe only a handful of people out there. And I think I only need to understand one, her.

People that you grew up with can turn into stranger, family that you lived with can turn into enemy and even friends that you thought stay forever can too turn into lover. How much do you really understand a person now? When I see someone I care turning into the wrong road, I try to correct them; hopefully they’re on the right path again. Even till now, I still think I made a good move. But I was wrong.

Who denoted the right path for everyone, the fact is there’s no right path for everyone. Each path is tailor-made, and by the way who is there to tell it’s right or wrong; by civilization norm? Not even civilization norm can tell, that is something I learn after numerous failures to take the person I care back on the right path. I have what I want, that’s why I don’t see what they’re going through. Some people rather to be used, some people rather to go against their principle of life, some people just can do anything so that they can go surface and none of them are my business now.

I'd believe people will learn from mistake, that because I experience this myself too. But if they don’t learn, like what my mum told me before “Mind your own business la, son”. Right! They have their own right path too, so why bother. Instead of stopping them, why not seeing their path in their point of view; you might find something interesting on the way. Hopefully…

I too don’t understand why I am scratching my leg so often. Haih..kesian my leg. I also don't understand why my crash course need to be so sandwich, susahnya. But at least all the lecturer this semester is nice, that a good feedback not?