I read The Sun (May 21) with interest and amusement on the Malay translation of " Furry Vengeance." It is translated ( 'menterjemah' ) as ' Balas Dendam Berbulu.' My goodness! How can he or she still be on the payroll. This bring to mind on the emails I have read on the Malay translation of computer terms. Please bear in mind that it is not the wrong translation by anyone. It is meant for a good laugh to lighten up our boring mundane life. A big 'thank you' to the person who thinks up of this translation to give us a good laugh for laughter is the best medicine.
COMPUTER TERMS IN BAHASA MELAYU TRANSLATION
1. monitor - ketua darjah
2. keyboard - papan kunci
3. computer mouse - tikus komputer
4. hard disk - disk keras
5. hardware - perkakas yang bibuat daripada besi dan tembaga
6. computer notebook - buku catatan komputer
7. internet - jaring saling
8. email - surat e
9. snail mail - surat siput
At the moment I cannot think of any other terms. If any of one of you can think of other terms please add to the list. Let's laugh together as we don't want to weep alone.
Friday, May 21, 2010
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Ghost Stories PART III
GHOST STORIES PART III
Again this ghost story was related to me when I was a young boy in primary school. I liked to hear ghost stories especially late at night and my good mother always hurried me to sleep early. But I was eager to hear late night ghost stories.
Three buddy friends from Senggarang rode their Scramblers to Batu Pahat for a mid-night show. They have not been to town for months. It was a good movie called Thirteen Ghosts in 3-D. The movie-goers were each given a pair of special cheap paper spectacles which they can retain it.
After the show they rode back home. But mid-way home they saw a brightly lit hawker centre. One of the friend suggested, " Hey! There is a new Hawker Centre not far from the main road. It
looks inviting. Shall we stop by for sup?" The decision was unanimous. They went in. All stalls were teaming with customers for their late night supper or rather very early morning breakfast.
The three buddy friends have fried noodles. After their meals they exclaimed in unison, " It was
delicious. Shall we come tomorrow night? OK."
They rode straight home. As soon as they reached their respective homes they vomited. Out came earthworms, grasshoppers, crickets,termites, ants, centipedes and earth. What an awful
sight! The non-stop vomiting and diarrhea made them dehydrated and weak. An ambulance arrived to send them to Batu Pahat General Hospital. Anti-biotic jab was given to each of them.
When they recovered and able to talk coherently the attending doctor inquired on the cause or the food they have eaten. They related the incident to the doctor who replied that there was no
such hawker centre there as the doctor passed by that stretch of road everyday. That area was a cementry.
Sunday, March 21, 2010
"I'm going to the Gatsby Deodorant Street Fair"
"I'm going to the Gatsby Deodorant Street Fair"
Date: 17th April 2010
Time: 10am till 5pm
Venue: Front Foyer, Ground Floor, Berjaya Times Square, Kuala Lumpur.
Come one come all, come to THE GATSBY DEODORANT STREET FAIR,
Meet me at the Front Foyer, Ground Floor, Berjaya Times Square, KL,
Let's have fun,fun, never ending fun and all the fun and fair.
Remember, mark your calender on 17th April 2010,
Have venue and date, but no time, to be fair,
Give me the time,
Yes, yes, time is 10am till 5pm.Join the funfair.
Sumo Wrestling and gladiator battles I play,
And all exciting games I am going to win fair and square.
More info @ www.gatsby.com.my/streetfair
Date: 17th April 2010
Time: 10am till 5pm
Venue: Front Foyer, Ground Floor, Berjaya Times Square, Kuala Lumpur.
Come one come all, come to THE GATSBY DEODORANT STREET FAIR,
Meet me at the Front Foyer, Ground Floor, Berjaya Times Square, KL,
Let's have fun,fun, never ending fun and all the fun and fair.
Remember, mark your calender on 17th April 2010,
Have venue and date, but no time, to be fair,
Give me the time,
Yes, yes, time is 10am till 5pm.Join the funfair.
Sumo Wrestling and gladiator battles I play,
And all exciting games I am going to win fair and square.
More info @ www.gatsby.com.my/streetfair
Friday, March 12, 2010
Ghost Stories Part 2
This is another story that I heard when I was a young boy. Most ghost stories begin after mid-night. This is no exception.Eeeeeeeh........
One cold eerie night with the chilly wind blowing and the incessant howling of dogs was heard distinctly. (My hair stood on ends when I a small boy then, heard the beginning of the story with added special effects and dramatic actions provided by the many uncles and aunts).
The grandfather clock struck one, 'tong.' It was one o'clock in the morning. A taxi driver on the way home drove past a cemetery. A young beautiful lady completely in black with a baby in her arms, waved for the taxi to stop. The taxi driver asked for the destination and the fare was quoted and agreed upon. She entered the taxi with the baby in her arms. After travelling for about 4 miles, she asked to stop as she wanted to powder her nose. She passed her baby to the taxi driver to take charge as she ran towards the winding narrow path to do her business.

The cab driver waited and waited and the baby seemed to get heavier and heavier. It has been more than half an hour with no sign of the young lady. He called up but no reply. The tiny baby
felt stone-cold and heavy. He looked down at the still baby. To his horror the baby in his arms had into a tomb stone. Instinctively, he wanted to throw it down. But he wouldn't believe his eyes. He checked and checked to make sure the baby is still there. No, his eyes did not play tricks on him. He was not seeing things. It was real. The baby had turned into a tomb stone......
One cold eerie night with the chilly wind blowing and the incessant howling of dogs was heard distinctly. (My hair stood on ends when I a small boy then, heard the beginning of the story with added special effects and dramatic actions provided by the many uncles and aunts).
The grandfather clock struck one, 'tong.' It was one o'clock in the morning. A taxi driver on the way home drove past a cemetery. A young beautiful lady completely in black with a baby in her arms, waved for the taxi to stop. The taxi driver asked for the destination and the fare was quoted and agreed upon. She entered the taxi with the baby in her arms. After travelling for about 4 miles, she asked to stop as she wanted to powder her nose. She passed her baby to the taxi driver to take charge as she ran towards the winding narrow path to do her business.
The cab driver waited and waited and the baby seemed to get heavier and heavier. It has been more than half an hour with no sign of the young lady. He called up but no reply. The tiny baby
felt stone-cold and heavy. He looked down at the still baby. To his horror the baby in his arms had into a tomb stone. Instinctively, he wanted to throw it down. But he wouldn't believe his eyes. He checked and checked to make sure the baby is still there. No, his eyes did not play tricks on him. He was not seeing things. It was real. The baby had turned into a tomb stone......
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
The Lighter Side 2
1.What is the difference between a good girl and a nice girl?
Answer: Well, first it is spelled as 'good' and second it is spelled as 'nice.' Ha, ha ,ha! A good girl is one who goes out on a date with her boyfriend, goes home and goes to bed. A nice girl is one who goes out on a date with her boyfriend, goes to bed and goes home.
2. What is the difference between a good secretary and a nice secretary?
Answer: A good secretary is one who says: " Good morning, Sir!"
A nice secretary is one who says: " It's morning, Sir!"
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Mummy Pomelo Gives Birth To Baby Pomelo!!!???
Monday, December 7, 2009
“I’m a Sherlock Holmes in the Making”.
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