Monday, June 08, 2009

And the Ambassador arrives....

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Yesterday was the day we hold a farewell event for Mr. Ambassador. It was attended by Mr. Ambs, his wife, son and daughter, staff from the Embassy, representative of MSAJ(Malaysian Students Association) and KUJ(Kelab UMNO Jepun) and bunch of students from Nagaoka University and Nagaoka College. The event was a formal event and was held in a hall with everyone wearing a blazer, cushion office chairs(not the one you're sitting on, the better quality ones), air conditioning and a big ass screen on the front wall.

I'm not...I'm never a big fan of formal events. This doesn't mean that I did not dress properly or anything along that line...just saying that there's no fun for me listening to prepared speeches. But I was desperately hoping to be entertain by something....and I was not disappointed!

Attendees(students) entered the hall as soon as the hall opened. I was hoping to meet up with the President of MSAJ, Lee Boon Hon before entering the hall, so me and Calvin hung out outside waiting for him. But he never came, so we went inside.

And that's when I got my first laugh...

All the students gathered at the back....leaving a lonely front and middle area empty. Then, a man from the embassy ordered them to fill the front seats. Hahaha...what are they? Small children afraid of the principal??

ALso, this being an event attended by Malaysians, punctuality is always the main big issue to frown upon (or to laugh at, your choice...but I tend to frown). But what the hell, I'm bored and I need some twisted entertainment...
You see, we had to sing the national anthem and 2 other patriotic song....I predicted that some will be late and they will walk in just when we're halfway through the national anthem. Well, no one came in during 'Negaraku', but quite walked in during the other 2 patriotic songs. As walking during such songs would be rude, they started gathering near the door!! Was quite obvious that uncomfortable awkwardness surrounds them...haha

But luckily, no one walked in after Mr. Ambs started his speech. But un-luckily, someone was stupid enough to bring her infant to the hall. What kind of dumb ass brings her baby to a formal speech?!! I know...I know, I may have gone too far by calling that woman dumb but then again...common sense-lah Makcik... At one point of Mr. Ambs' speech, all of his "comma" and "full stop" was punctuated by that baby's gurgle...

"It is great that we can have stability in a country with many races like Malay 'Eeahh' Chinese 'Eeahh' and Indian 'Eeahh' "

Hahahaha...

Baby continued to speak baby language for a full 5 minutes before everyone's stare made that Makcik uncomfortable and leaves the hall....finally.

Overall, the speech was pretty much very boring....speech contained stuff that every government official would say. The same shit like unity, peace and stability in a multiracial region...except Perak maybe. Although, there's one thing he said that really impressed me. Something about mastering languages...

"Kita dijangka....we are expected to deal with foreigners so....kita mesti belajarlah bahasa..."

Wait a minute, is he trying to tell us to master languages so that we can speak different languages in one sentence?? Well, OKAY... I was having trouble speaking a full sentence in bahasa anyway, but as a master of languages I can always mix in a few languages...hehe..

20 boring minutes later, the MC announced that this is the end of speech and that next is lunch....

Here again, I was hoping to see if anyone was brave enough to stand up and exit the hall before Mr. Ambs himself....

God bless Malaysia. We are a country full of brave souls....

I turned back and saw a few stood up as if it was normal, took a step forward but stopped when they saw a few still seated, signalling them to wait for Mr. Ambs to exit first. Awkwardness once again shrouded the hall.....hahahahahaha.

After that, lunch was pretty much incident free.

Oh, I have to say, lunch was de-li-cious!!
We had nasi minyak, ayam masak merah, daging kurma, and an assortment of kuih.

After lunch was photo session. We decided to take pictures outside, where it's nice, bright and windy. And that's where Mr. Ambs daughter of about 16 years old caught Boon hon's and my attention(Calvin noticed much earlier)...

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Mr. Ambs daughter is the one on far left...

You see, a harmless innocent breeze blew by....and suddenly long, slender, beautiful bronze legs was revealed! Apparently, Mr. Ambs daughter came wearing a Baju Kurung, one with a slit that can even compete with a china dress!! With a slit that goes all the way up to the thighs....PLUS the wind blowing, it is very difficult to blame us guys for noticing. After all, she didn't put the slit there hoping that guys not notice when the wind blows, right??

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*WARNING* : added exaggeration detected in photo.
I don't have a picture showing the slit, but it was something like this....how can a normal, functioning guy not turn his head and gander??!!!!!

Now, correct me if I'm wrong but, I thought there was the thing about aurat and stuff??
Naughty naughty...

ANYWAY, the event was a success and we didn't encounter any big hiccups. Mr. Ambs was very satisfied with this event as he got to deliver his compulsory but boring speech, and he got to mingle among students during lunch.

Goodbye Mr. Ambs...thanks for everything during your time in Japan.

All the best in Malaysia...


PS: Picture of China Girl was taken from http://www.reallycuteasians.com/

Gotong Royong : The Malaysian spirit

Good old Mr. Ambassador, TYT Dato Mohd. Radzi. This is his last week in Japan. He has served for....okay, I don't know how long has he served but I do know he is going back to Malaysia this Saturday. Sorry Mr. Ambs...

A farewell event was planned for him on yesterday, in conjunction with Agong's birthday,
here in my University in Nagaoka. About 150 people are expected to attend this event so, as for the preparation, we(us Nagaoka Students committee) organized a gotong royong.

I was put under nasi minyak department. Gosh...I have never cooked 25 kilos of rice before in my life!! Originally a 10 member strong group, only 4 turned up...but what the hell, we managed anyway. By the time I got back home, it was almost 1 a.m and I was dead tired.
But somehow, strangely, I felt a sense of accomplishment!
I felt happy for being able to lighten someone else's load.
I felt belonged as I connected with others...
My spirit felt SO alive!!

So, this is what you call a gotong royong. While i used to participate back when I was a kid, I have somehow forgotten about the joy of gotong royong as I grew older...as I grew more materialistic...and as I grew more selfish. Somehow, at one point I started asking for reward, refusing to help, and only doing things that involves recognition.

Having spoken that, I gotta admit that I wasn't at all helpful last year...

I participated in the Japanese drum group and I devoted myself entirely for practice. I was constantly using "drum practice" as an excuse to not help in any cook outs.

While it is important to pursue materialism, we must never forget that it is always the connection with people that keeps us going...

keeps our spirit strong....