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Maxi dearest,

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You’ve been the most faithful & loyal companion I’ve ever known in my life. The honour is mine for having you by my side ever since I was only at the age of 11. I understand that the time for you to go has arrived. May you rest in peace for much love awaits you in heaven. Please venture to the beyond whole heartedly. I’ve learnt much from you and treasure each lesson in life taught by you.

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Do accept my sincere gratitude.

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With love,

Kelvin, your friend and master

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Note to self: Its the circle of life…

That was the title in Malay for the long awaited 300… I’m serious… DEAD serious…

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Together with my sister, we went for the first day’s screening for 300. Even with online credit card bookings where you can actually select seats, I only manage to catch the 12:00a.m. show, even for the fact that I’ve made PAID reservation on the day before.

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Before the show, I’ve watched 2 official trailers and was just too damn hyped up for it. I’m looking forward for a few hours of bloody sword fights & gores.

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When the show actually begin, there it goes with all the Warner Brother’s logo, so on and so forth.

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but WTF?!?! When the movie’s name actually appeared (a bloodied font of the number 300) the captions above in Malay, TIGA RATUS PAHLAWAN BERANI MATI. I straight away stone cock… but before i go into full stone cock mode, i managed to drop a cold sweat -> (=.=")

Below is just a picture on my mind, nothing real…

Immediately i pull off my own safety pin & drastically reduced my expectation to mitigate further dissapointment.

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The Malaysian Censorship Boards have always been CHAMPIONS when doing their job. But I guess the long-awaited 300 gave them some tough times. The movie is full of violence, blood sheds, decapitations, flying limbs & other body parts. Second to this dominating portion of the film was nothing else but seductive sexy Persians (The entire pair of "Hoo-Haas" covered only with 2 gold pieces not bigger than our 20cent coin), Spartans (An Oracle that wears a piece of cloth no thicker than a layer of tissue paper), and even other Greeks that matters.

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All I can say is, this is a tough call for the MCB, and they have decided to give us the flying body parts instead.

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According to wikipedia.org, this event actually DID took place, and had been an inspiration until today (The greeks named their APC after King Leonidas), but the Persian’s number of hordes had been exaggerated - Do note that initially, "300" was from a comic.

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The show ended around 2a.m. -> reached home before 3a.m. -> next morning reached office around 8a.m. -> expect to stone… until further notice.

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Cheers,

KT

Trust me, its not hard to find at all the person that understands you really well. In fact, they just might be those next to you, not far away from you, waiting for you to realise.

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Below is a scenario where I just met 2 of THE MOST UNDERSTANDING PERSONS in the world.

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Scenario: Petronas Twin Tower (Tower 2 to be exact)

KT: Good afternoon to you miss… I would like to access level XXX.

Receptionist: I’m sorry sir, but i can’t permit because you’re not wearing any long pants and shoes…

KT: *shows Dr. Cardin to her*… Miss, I wear formal from Monday - Friday. I couldn’t wear it now because *shows knee stabilizer* I’ve sustained injuries on my knee and it is rather challenging for me to wear long pants. I just need to go get a cheque as per requested by this company *Shows documentation*.

Receptionist: *Looked at my condition…* I understand sir. Why don’t you check at the security counter for special approval.

KT limps to the security counter

Security Guard: *Reading newspaper… UTUSAN i think…*

KT: Hi sir, the reception has actually advised me to seek approval from you to access level XXX.

Security Guard: Sorry sir, seluar panjang sahaja…

KT: But sir, look at this, I can hardly bend enough to wear a long pants.

Security Guard: * Stands up & walk to a room* Here sir, we have a long pants for you to change. You can change it first. Why didn’t you wear long pants here?

KT: Sir, would you want me to strap this on your leg and then you show me how to wear that? Or would you want to wear it for me? I just want to get things done, rather than look good doing things.

Security Guard: Sorry lah sir… I understand you, but cannot enter with short pants… *Continues back his UTUSAN*

KT starts calling the client to come down to pass the cheque and walks back to the reception

Receptionist: How was it? Can you enter?

KT: No I couldn’t. Why are the people with difficulties being denied from entry?

Receptionist: I understand sir…

KT: The guard wasn’t even listening nor looking at my condition and straight away he offered me a long pants to wear where he kept somewhere.

Receptionist: I really do understand sir…

KT: Is everyone working in the Twin Towers have perfect conditions?

Receptionist: I can understand you sir…

KT: I’m not trying to make your job difficult, but it just doesn’t make much sense to me, have you all not encountered any delegates from overseas with a lesser fortunate condition like mine?

Receptionist: I truly understands you sir…

KT: In my mind… I give up…

Dear friends & readers,

Just like how Uncle Chow Sing Sing had enlighten us in his masterpiece, Shaolin Soccer, the football field is not much of a difference from the battlefield.

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It just so happened that I was one of the casualty of war that night. Playing the position from Goal-keeping -> Top striker, below is a summary of my injuries sustained…

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LEGEND:

RED Circle: Injured and almost recovered

RED Circle with Triangle: Seriously injured and recovering slowly

Densed BLUE Circle: Tip Top Condition, requires attention, but not medical

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I_had_actually gone_to_the_clinic just_to_be_advised_that_my condition required to be diagnosted. Hence, the doctor gave me a letter of recommendation to Damansara Specialists Hospital. Apprarently, I’ve sprained the ligaments in my left knee to 1 point that, luckily if not for early detection and treatment, could have been torn. Of course, if not from an advise from a person whom I considered might be the special someone that have been mattered most to me, I could have procrastinated on this, as usual "Malaysia Boleh & Tak apalah" attitude.

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Now, I’ve to undergo a Physioterrapy for 2 weeks before my follow-up treatment, involving wrapping my knee at most time with a metal hinged knee stabilizer to lock my knee’s position just to prevent further straining on it. And due to that, I’m walking as if I’ve got no knees now.

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Signing off,

The limping crab