cultural intrusion beneath the nation

i went to my company's family day last weekend. at Port Dickson. due to the road works along the highway, we were greeted with not less than 20km long of traffic jam. 3 different places. it took us 6 hours to get our asses down to PD. man, was that a shitty drive or what?

each sector has been given a mandatory order to perform onstage according to the list provided earlier. ours was to impersonate "the alleycats" and "m daud kilau". WTF?!!
i chose the alleycats. performed with a cowboy hat. no afros. not my kinda thing. a friend did an impressive impersonation of m daud kilau. we got away with the third prize.

climax.
that night. that very night. another sector performed a cultural, johore's very own traditional dance, ZAPIN. and so i sat there watching. in awe. what have i gotten myself into? where was i? and i suddenly remembered, kids of my age back then involved in various culture-related activities, while i'm watching in a manner as if i was born somewhere else. the thing i saw was very foreign to me back then. worst than watching a strip show (though i haven't seen one).

and that night i know how bad it has become. i was so busy listening to bands that i forgot to pause and dig my own beautiful culture. no, it's not wrong. i don't feel bad either. my point is, i should've been part of the activities as well. so that i won't feel so amazed while watching people performing my own cultural dance!

don't blame MTV. don't put your blame on anything. let's get involved. (learn to appreciate is the least that we can do).

well, it's raining again today.
i'm late for work again today.
don't blame it on the weatherman!