Cedric Ang

It is always weird that I can only find time to write when I am being strapped on a chair.

Right now, I am about 5,000 feet above sea level enroute to Kuala Lumpur from Bali, Indonesia. I can’t move because I am at the window seat, and there is nothing to see outside beside some lights, perhaps from Singapore or something.

I had a chance to catch the Sunday service when I was in Bali. Despite having a great night out at Klapa with Max Glazer, I was really well awake during worship.

Allah? Isn’t that what they say is the ‘property’ of Islam, and no one but the muslims can use it? It was a familiar song that I know, but it was sang in Bahasa Indonesia, with Allah the only word that I understand; is this the Allah the Allah that I know? Or did I just hear something wrongly.

You see, back in Malaysia, someone could have been beheaded if was found using the word Allah. Well, not that bad but at least someone decided that it was cool to torch down some church, to show that Allah belongs to them.

Some went over the extreme, perhaps to create some tension between the Christians, and torch some suraus. They could not reach the mosque, because those places would have been heavily guarded, no?

Human beings are always like that, I felt. Why are we so fast in claiming some certain properties as being ours when it is a well known fact that it isn’t?

I don’t understand.

I am irked by this certain individual that has a long family history of incest.

On the other hand, I have also noticed a slight increase of readers to my blog, and this is not from the search engine. While I am not sure what is going on, I hope the new readers would enjoy reading, and perhaps more comments. (It is weird that I have only 0.1% of my readers commenting) (continue reading…)

I am here now, lying down on the firm and comfortable hotel bed, exhausted and yet ‘enjoyful’ typing this entry of the blog post.

I have been out of the country for a very long time, that I have lost count already. My passport has been abused and harassed numerous times, that I think that abuse might turn into an enjoyment. One do wonder, do the custom’s officers enjoyed spanking the on the visitor’s passports when they embark into the country.

Here I am, in Wellington, New Zealand. I must say, I have met a lot of people from all over the world, From Argentina, to Brazil right up to New Zealand.

I could say that I can’t wait to get back to Malaysia, back to my not so closet self, back to all the hypocritical people, back to all that political bullshits. Yes, I have been following the Perak by-elections, and I can tell you, I think these idiots should just do the world a favor, and bury themselves. (continue reading…)

I kinda like this Part 1 and Part 2 thing. It kinda makes the blog interesting like a TV series where at the end of the show you get a “To be Continued” thinggy.

Back to the subject, and to recap what happen.

Yesterday, I saw a stream of visitors coming in from this source. It was pointing to my post, Spit or Swallow and shortly after that, he removed his email on the site, his Multiply link and his post.

Well, Of course I have the tendacy to save up everything interesting that I see on the net, just in case people remove them, like this case for example.

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I have put up a little ‘disclaimer’ kind of thing on top of every page that I have on this blog.

The reason I did that is because some lost soul cry foul over some of the pictures that they see, even though the first paragraphs of cum and licks already suggested what is in place.

Thanks to KhengWei that highlighted the site for me, but I must say that you are pretty much a hypocrite yourself, don’t you think?

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