New HIV Strain Discovered

A new strain of the virus that causes AIDS has been discovered in a woman from the African nation of Cameroon. It differs from the three known strains of human immunodeficiency virus and appears to be closely related to a form of simian virus recently discovered in wild gorillas, researchers report in Monday's edition of the journal Nature Medicine.

For more info:
http://abcnews.go.com/Health/wireStory?id=8233721

Yasmin Ahmad, Malaysian film legend, laid to rest.

KUALA LUMPUR: Renowned film and advertising director Yasmin Ahmad, 51, who died at the Damansara Specialists Centre last night, was laid to rest today at the USJ 22 Muslim Cemetery in Subang Jaya

Gerakan president Tan Sri Dr Koh Tsu Koon, who was present, said the country lost a talented film director.

"We are saddened by her sudden demise. In fact, there was a negotiation going on between Yasmin and Datuk Johan Jaafar (Media Prima Bhd executive director) to produce films and commercials on racial unity and the 1Malaysia concept," he said.

Koh, who is Minister in the Prime Minister's Department, said even though Yasmin could not fulfil her wish, he hoped that other film directors would take up from where Yasmin had left off in the efforts to nurture unity through arts.

AirAsia chief executive officer Datuk Tony Fernandes said the late Yasmin was a special person and full of fresh ideas.

Songwriter Habsah Hassan described Yasmin's death as a great loss to the country's film industry.

Renowned film director Othman Hafsham said that even though he did not know Yasmin well, they did share ideas on how to produce high quality films and commercials.

"She was a filmmaker with great ideas including in interpreting the 1Malaysia concept and promoting the culture of unity in her work. Here in this cemetery we can see the testimony of her work," he said.

Yasmin breathe her last at 11.25pm last night. She collapsed while presenting a working paper at the Sri Pentas, TV3's headquarters, on Thursday. - Bernama

Eclipse

From the Ganges River in India to remote islands of the Pacific, the sun rose Wednesday only to vanish again, allowing the stars to twinkle into view in the longest total solar eclipse this century will see — a celestial show that inspired awe and fear in millions across Asia. It lasted for more than 6 minutes and we won't be seeing that again for another 123 years.

MJ's memorial.

Mariah Carey, Jennifer Hudson, Smokey Robinson, John Mayer, Brooke Shields, Usher, Stevie Wonder, Kobe Bryant and Motown's Berry Gordy and some of the people that will attend the memorial. Around 17 500 fans ill alo be at the Staple Cetr, LA for the event.

His caset will also be there during the entire event. That just seem so wrong to me, but there are speculation that the casket migh be empty.

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And also, Rupert Grint, the star of the Harry Potter movie, feared he might die from the H1N1 flu. But he got better.

Beat this odd: 1 in 183

That’s the odd of winning the Michael Jackson’s memorial service ticket. More than 1.6 million fans put down their name in a random drawing of only 8750 names. Each person will receive two tickets for tomorrow memorial.

"I'm in shock that it has happened," said Deka Motanya, 27, of San Francisco. "It's surreal." She received an e-mail message notifying her, "Congratulations, your application was successful."

It's like winning a Wolly Wonka golden ticket. But instead of chocolate, you get to 'memorialize' Mr. Jackson.

God blesses.

Death at the happiest places.

5th of July.

Two monorails crashed early morning at the Magic Kingdom section of Disney World, killing one train operator. It's the first accident in 38 years. It's so weird how the operator of a kiddy park can die a tragic death. The cause of the crash is stil unclear.

Also...

Five people working on Independence Day fireworks shows were killed by explosions, four of them by a single blast that rocked the remote village on the Outer Banks of Ocracoke. The fifth died after an explosion at a fireworks show in Pennsylvania.

In another holiday accident, a pedestrian bridge collapsed in Indiana as fans were leaving a fireworks show, injuring 25 people. It turned out the crowd had overloaded the bridge.

Pity.

Randomness of Religions

Everyone thinks their religions are correct. Even atheist said their belief is true. But here’s the thing. How can you say something is true when you get that thing randomly without choosing?

Surely you can see that religions are random. It’s all geographical.

Just like the clothes you wear, it depends on where you were born or raise up.

So how can you say yours is correct?

Stop being annoying!

Seriously.

People who are offended by such simple blogs are either new to the internet world or just plain thick.

Everyone has their own right to write what they want. But it is your own choice whether to read it or not. And please note that in the blogging world, people write what's on their mind. So sometimes that smiling person who talked shit behind your back may write that shit on his/her blog. So read at your own risk.

I'm not just talking about my blogs or my friends', but all of the blogs out there.

And btw, it's not illegal to write fictional stories. It is, HOWEVER, illegal to write false statement. But there are differences between fictional and fake.

So now what? Are you and your superhuman crew going to round up every blogger and shut us up?

Yes, ignorance is bliss, isn't it?

But seriously, if you just keep it quiet, no one would know. It's like a mosquito bite. The more you scratch it, the more it'll spread.

Yeah, so throw kerosene at our blogs and light it up. It'll burn, yes, but people will look at it before the fire goes out.

So stop whining.
It's your call.

International Women's Day

In the world today, how important is it to celebrate women? Think about it.

In the near future, may all of us become equal.

Happy Women's Day.

Shame on Humanity

The story of Kitty Genovese.

38 people saw the murder and didn't call the police. It didn't just happened yesterday, but still, how messed up are we?

13th March, 1964.
New York.

Raped. Tortured. Killed. Right there. Just outside her apartment building. 30-something people heard her scream and saw her agony; saw evil. Nobody did anything. Some even watch. Do you understand what I just typed down? SOME WERE EVEN THERE TO WATCH!

13th March 2009, next week, would be the 45th year of Kitty Genovese death. May all criminals, rapers, murderers and all you sons of the devil out there rot in hell and feel the same pain as Ms. Genovese did. That, but times infinity. Because human should be forgiven. Rabid dogs should be killed. And to all the people who saw but didn't do anything, may you deserve the same fate.

I'm not just talking about the death of Kitty Genovese, but some other as well.

Look at the world today.

Wars are raging. But are people doing anything about it? No. Children are kidnapped and turned into soldiers, slaves and even prostitutes. Wives beaten to death by husbands. Minors have their rights taken away from them. Kids grow up without knowing who their parents really are. Mutilations. Tortures. Murders. People with powers doing nothing.

If a cat is seen like all cats. Then I guess, in the face of God, a human is seen as all of humanity. If that is so (and I hope not), then I am ashamed of being human.

Shame on you.
And shame on us.

Fight!

For the first time in my life, I am not afraid of pain.May it be physical or mentally. Come what may. I've had already been roughed up a few times before -- may it be physical or mental -- but now, for the first time ever in my life, I AM NOT AFRAID OF PAIN.

For the first time of my life, I like myself. I like the way I look. I like how I feel. I like the choices I made. I've learned to let go. And for the first time in my life, I don't give a fuck!

I'd love it if you would hit me as hard as you can...

First of March

[to be revisited later...]

"...where has she been for the past FIVE years?"

FIVE days ago, Rubina Ali, a child star from the movie Slumdog Millionaire, was walking down the Oscars red carpet when the movie was nominated for several categories including Best Picture (and won). She stayed in a five-star hotel with her fellow friends, the actors and actresses from the movie. They even went to Disneyland together. "Uncle Danny" (Boyle, the director) was kind enough to bring them there.

But on Thursday, the 9-year-old star returned to her (for the lack of a better word) fucked-up life in the slums of Mumbai, India.

She was photographed smiling and waving and blowing kisses to the camera (a skill she learned while she was in Hollywood). Hundreds of "well-wishers" greeted her (and the other child actors from the movie) when she came back.

Fortunately, director Danny Boyle had planned to move them from the dirt-filled slum into an apartment worth RM110, 000.

However, her homecoming wasn't all good news when a battle of custody arised. Her mother (who left her five years ago) came back and tried to take her away from her dad (who took care of her all the time her mother was away). He accused her of trying to get her daughter's wealth. Rubina's mother denied the accusation.

But Rubina herself asked, "If she is my mother, then where has she been for the past five years?"

When Slumdog Millionaire won Best Picture (and 7 other categories), it just goes to show that you DON'T have to be a star to be a star. But once you get back to reality, if you're fucked up, you'll remained fucked up.

"CLEAR!"

That's the word a doctor would say when he/she is reviving a person.

*long bleep*

Doc: Defibrillator!

*long bleep*

Doc: Charge. Clear!

*long bleep*

Doc: Again...Charge. Clear!

*bleep bleep bleep*

And that's pretty much what's happening to my blog.
My *bleep* blog.

I just can't seem to find the *bleep* defibrillator.

One Long Wait.

This is it.
The day of the inauguration of the president-elect Barack Obama.

I'm waiting. It'll be on in about less than 4 hours.


I just had some pizzas and green tea. I hopped around the house, dance a bit and sat silently in front of the TV as numerous celebrity give their speeches and performance in front of the Lincoln Memorial. This is the one day I wish I was born an American. Because I want to feel what they are feeling. The feeling of renewal. A feeling that's a thousand times stronger than what I'm feeling right now.

I've prayed and decided to post a new post on my slightly dead blog.

Change is coming.
And I am waiting.