It’s been a while since I posted any pictures, so here’s nice big bunch of ‘em! :D

So yesterday I went to Bon Odori 2007, and this would mark my third time attending the festival. I figured that if I was going to drive there, I might as well go early and get myself a convenient parking spot. Last year was a total horror as I had to make a long trip around the entire freaking stadium and park at some back alley. I decided to go early, so affter lunch, about 3 PM, I drove to Shah Alam and arrived at The Matsushita Sports Centre [aka Panasonic Sports Centre] somewhere around 3.15 PM.

It was a hot and sunny day, but I found myself a nice resting spot under the shade of palm trees and where the wind blows a nice cool torrent of air.

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My waistline has been the subject of humor for a long time. I don’t mind it at all, really. Some lady friends of mine have even taken the pleasure of a nap on my round belly or give it a nice happy rub.

One thing that peeves me, though, is when my lecturers start to take advantage of the subject. Allow me to share with you two stories that have gloriously victimized my happy, prosperous abdomen…

Pipe Hundred Nano-checkonds.

When I was still studying Engineering, I took a course on Microprocessors. One of the chapters was about Timing and I was having some difficulty with it, so I went to see the lecturer who taught us that chapter. He was a merry Bangladeshi who frequently sounds like he just sniffed some coke before he starts talking, and he goes by the name of Mr. Shabiul.

After showing him my problems, he starts to explain…

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“Oh, hey, there you are,” said a Nigerian beauty with a head covered in dreads.

“Hey, Lunga. How’s it going?” I greeted her with a warm hug.

“Hey, this is Lana. She’s in Team 1 of our squad. Lana, this is Faz.” she turned to her beautiful blonde companion.

“Hi, there” she said to me with an extended hand and a strange Australian accent. “Lana. So you’re Faz?”

“Yeah, that’s how I usually introduce myself. Enjoying yourself?” I returned her gracious gesture. Both ladies are of the same squad of a certain Thai university.

“This is the guy I told you about.” said Lunga.

“Oh really? So you’re that newbie I’ve been hearing about.”

“I’m sorry?”

I had absolutely NO idea how to react.

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Guess what?

Here I am, blogging from the Australs. Yes, I decided to go. Yes, I will be skipping a whole week of class. And I got suckered into it. It’s only been the second night, and I’m still quite oblivious as to what this whole thing really is about.

I’m practically surrounded by babes and booze. I was told about a lot of the things that I should be expecting. Debates [obviously], socials, lots of brainstorming and mindfucking. But above all else, probably the most important thing to note, is that everyone is capable of seeing two sides of coin.

In other words, morals have been completely thrown out the window. Morals is just a tool that is meant to be exploited on stage. Morals is just like a hammer, flip it on the blunt side to strike. Flip it to the claw side to pull out the nail.

It’s almost amazing how they can all freely bend themselves to suit their circumstances. The mental adaptability and versatility that these people exhibit are beyond anything I have ever imagined.

I think I’ll blog a bit more as time goes by. I’ve to sleep soon, got three rounds of debating to do. Wish me luck!