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Tuesday, 20 December 2011
Blood
I remember when I was young, in primary school if I recall, I was out having a morning stroll with my grandfather in the wee hours of the morning at six o'clock. He was tall man with a slender built, and gave the prominent eyes that my mother has today. It is also very likely he passed his genes for height to my younger brother and I.
Sadly, I didn't get to know him that well. Part of that reason was the existance of a language barrier. What happened when I was younger was that my parents only taught us English, with minimal efforts to teach us Chinese, be it Mandarin, Cantonese or Hakka. He on the other hand knew Cantonese, Mandarin and Hakka being a first generation tin miner from China.
In the frigid foggy morning in Kampar we would walk side by side, walking with small strides. Mutual understanding estabished that walking is good for the body. Throughout the walk I would give him my boyish smile, acknowledging the fact that he was there by my side as well to break the somewhat awkward silence. We would walk up a hill path for about a 100 metres and he would show me a fresh mountain water source which I would drink shortly. Young and skeptical I placed my little hands in the flowing water source and drank it. Silly as it may sound the water tasted beautiful. It was crystal clear, fresh and tasted like anything but water. It was almost as if it was the nectar of the Gods!
As the bottom of the hill path, he shocked me by telling me this, "Walking is good for your blood circulation." Mentally, my jaw dropped to the Earth. Physically I did not exude such a reaction, instead kept an extremely solemn composure. All the while I hear him conversing in Chinese wih my family members as well as with the neighbours. It was amusing that deep inside he knew some English phrases up his sleeves. I later learned the importance of modesty and being earnest, and that somehow always reminded me of him.
Perhaps blood really is thicker than water; Family members can learn somehting from each other though they are seven decades apart in age.
Sadly, I didn't get to know him that well. Part of that reason was the existance of a language barrier. What happened when I was younger was that my parents only taught us English, with minimal efforts to teach us Chinese, be it Mandarin, Cantonese or Hakka. He on the other hand knew Cantonese, Mandarin and Hakka being a first generation tin miner from China.
In the frigid foggy morning in Kampar we would walk side by side, walking with small strides. Mutual understanding estabished that walking is good for the body. Throughout the walk I would give him my boyish smile, acknowledging the fact that he was there by my side as well to break the somewhat awkward silence. We would walk up a hill path for about a 100 metres and he would show me a fresh mountain water source which I would drink shortly. Young and skeptical I placed my little hands in the flowing water source and drank it. Silly as it may sound the water tasted beautiful. It was crystal clear, fresh and tasted like anything but water. It was almost as if it was the nectar of the Gods!
As the bottom of the hill path, he shocked me by telling me this, "Walking is good for your blood circulation." Mentally, my jaw dropped to the Earth. Physically I did not exude such a reaction, instead kept an extremely solemn composure. All the while I hear him conversing in Chinese wih my family members as well as with the neighbours. It was amusing that deep inside he knew some English phrases up his sleeves. I later learned the importance of modesty and being earnest, and that somehow always reminded me of him.
Perhaps blood really is thicker than water; Family members can learn somehting from each other though they are seven decades apart in age.
Sunday, 6 November 2011
Superficial Prejudice II
Seems to have gotten to me; the idea of having that idealistic figure, that handsome face, doing whatever it takes to be cool.
Just yesterday I had two cigarettes. It comes to a surprise to many.
"You!? Smoke!? Nooooooooooo....!"
It's just two blardy sticks la you people. Perhaps I wanna look cool. Perhaps I'm too stressed. Whatever it is, it's an act which drew criticism from many, as of 6th November 2011, I've only ever had 5 sticks in my life. So what really.
Then on another unrelated note, I don't have to be sooo jealous of 'fit' people. Compared to "some":
I don't need to watch my diet 24/7, that is I won't curse myself for the Cheese Naan I just nibbled.
I don't need to take protein supplements which are pricey and can loss sudden muscle mass loss if not taken consistently.
I know what the meaning of "Inception" is.
I know how to pronounce "rendezvous" and "Louis Vuitton".
I don't pretend to talk about the contents of a book when I haven't even read it yet to impress a chick.
I can talk without sounding like a typical dumb jock.
I can actually sing and act, i.e. show emotion, when some people are more worried about their nose dislocating.
Lastly, I don't think that people will come fawning for me if I have a hot bod :)
Just yesterday I had two cigarettes. It comes to a surprise to many.
"You!? Smoke!? Nooooooooooo....!"
It's just two blardy sticks la you people. Perhaps I wanna look cool. Perhaps I'm too stressed. Whatever it is, it's an act which drew criticism from many, as of 6th November 2011, I've only ever had 5 sticks in my life. So what really.
Then on another unrelated note, I don't have to be sooo jealous of 'fit' people. Compared to "some":
I don't need to watch my diet 24/7, that is I won't curse myself for the Cheese Naan I just nibbled.
I don't need to take protein supplements which are pricey and can loss sudden muscle mass loss if not taken consistently.
I know what the meaning of "Inception" is.
I know how to pronounce "rendezvous" and "Louis Vuitton".
I don't pretend to talk about the contents of a book when I haven't even read it yet to impress a chick.
I can talk without sounding like a typical dumb jock.
I can actually sing and act, i.e. show emotion, when some people are more worried about their nose dislocating.
Lastly, I don't think that people will come fawning for me if I have a hot bod :)
Sunday, 2 October 2011
Superficial Prejudice
In the most general of retrospects, one would be labelled as superficial if he/she likes a person who is physically attractive, no? Would it also make me superficial if I wanted to buff up by going to the gym if I wanted to get noticed? Would it be unfair for me to say all physically hot guys are air heads? Would it also mean that intelligent, smart, philosophical people have below average physical features?
We strive to achieve balance of the mind and body on a daily basis but tend to lean too much on only one side that the other lacks the attention it deserves. I guess I'm not giving the other side the attention it deserves, but I like expanding my mind with a good book comparing to lifting weights. And most people shape up for the sake of looking good and garnering attention in the process. I dare thee to refute this point.
So, if I make an effort to buff up,will I get noticed?
We strive to achieve balance of the mind and body on a daily basis but tend to lean too much on only one side that the other lacks the attention it deserves. I guess I'm not giving the other side the attention it deserves, but I like expanding my mind with a good book comparing to lifting weights. And most people shape up for the sake of looking good and garnering attention in the process. I dare thee to refute this point.
So, if I make an effort to buff up,will I get noticed?
Wednesday, 28 September 2011
Malicious Rumours, Malicious Intent
There have been malicious rumours spreading about a friend and I lately. The rumour involves the both of us enquiring what makes "X" so special?
Both of us got to know of this from a reliable source. And the top of my head lies three possible suspects in the rumour creation. Two of which are the masterminds, and one of them is the unfortunate marionette.
In the end, people who start malicious rumours should go to Hell. Die in a car crash, get stabbed by a robber, I'll be dancing on your grave.
They should die in the given ways as rumours can taint a reputation, and weightiness it carries on was life is enormous. Hence, the cause of death should be equally as brutal. Call me cruel, but understand that speech has more leverage than a sword these days (mediators are just as powerful if not stronger than swordsmen).
It's not to late to apologize. Please do so before I curse for worse things than Lucifer can imagine.
"Don't believe rumours unless you know it's true. Don't spread rumours unless you know it's true. Do any of the above and consider yourself a motherfucking ignorant fool (like most people on the face of this Earth are)."
Both of us got to know of this from a reliable source. And the top of my head lies three possible suspects in the rumour creation. Two of which are the masterminds, and one of them is the unfortunate marionette.
In the end, people who start malicious rumours should go to Hell. Die in a car crash, get stabbed by a robber, I'll be dancing on your grave.
They should die in the given ways as rumours can taint a reputation, and weightiness it carries on was life is enormous. Hence, the cause of death should be equally as brutal. Call me cruel, but understand that speech has more leverage than a sword these days (mediators are just as powerful if not stronger than swordsmen).
It's not to late to apologize. Please do so before I curse for worse things than Lucifer can imagine.
"Don't believe rumours unless you know it's true. Don't spread rumours unless you know it's true. Do any of the above and consider yourself a motherfucking ignorant fool (like most people on the face of this Earth are)."
Saturday, 13 August 2011
Love is in Danger
Listening to : Deltadance.com (from Para Para Paradise 2), Love is in Danger (from Initial D)
Recently introduced to goodreads.com by a certain Ho Sheau Huey :P This got me rummaging through the books I have and attempted to make a list of books I have actually read. And that's not many o.0
It did get me to pick up The Time Traveller's Wife where I left off. Watch the movie I have, but the original books have always been more detailed and engaging, and I'm half-way through this particular book. It does get me wondering, if I can find a person like Claire, who has been waiting for Henry all her life and loving him almost unconditionally, as though as they were connected by an invisible tether.
I wonder if words like "I Love You" carry weight or relevance in today's ever-changing world. The world has become more promiscuous than it was a decade ago, and I'm not going to admit that I'm a saint, but I am hoping to have someone utter these words to me and mean it, in hopes this happens soon.
But love can never be rushed, and it gets me thinking on how much time, energy and money was wasted on unproductive dates, as though as it didn't matter. Just a word of advice would be, don't look for me if you're looking for wash-board abs, super duper handsome face or a sugar daddy.
May my love be true, but Love is in Danger.
Recently introduced to goodreads.com by a certain Ho Sheau Huey :P This got me rummaging through the books I have and attempted to make a list of books I have actually read. And that's not many o.0
It did get me to pick up The Time Traveller's Wife where I left off. Watch the movie I have, but the original books have always been more detailed and engaging, and I'm half-way through this particular book. It does get me wondering, if I can find a person like Claire, who has been waiting for Henry all her life and loving him almost unconditionally, as though as they were connected by an invisible tether.
I wonder if words like "I Love You" carry weight or relevance in today's ever-changing world. The world has become more promiscuous than it was a decade ago, and I'm not going to admit that I'm a saint, but I am hoping to have someone utter these words to me and mean it, in hopes this happens soon.
But love can never be rushed, and it gets me thinking on how much time, energy and money was wasted on unproductive dates, as though as it didn't matter. Just a word of advice would be, don't look for me if you're looking for wash-board abs, super duper handsome face or a sugar daddy.
May my love be true, but Love is in Danger.
Thursday, 23 June 2011
Shape Up
And I quote and modified, "no one will physically think you are charming on first impression if you end up looking like a Pillsbury Dough Boy".
Random fact: I get pissed when mentioned or commented about how 'fat' or 'round' i look. Probably one of the only thing on this planet that can get on my nerves. On a similar note, wouldn't a lot of people be considered shallow if they were to only seek those with nice bodies/ good looking features? People would be contradicts if they said that 'your appearance doesn't matter, only inner beauty counts'. Puh-leaz, would anyone give someone like Susan Boyle a second look if she were a random person on the streets? (no offence, I love her music, and using her as an example that beauty is only skin deep further reinforces the point I am trying to get across)
In the end, no one really wants to cuddle with a lump of lipids.
Whatever it is, time to shape up. Stop giving myself excuses!
Random fact: I get pissed when mentioned or commented about how 'fat' or 'round' i look. Probably one of the only thing on this planet that can get on my nerves. On a similar note, wouldn't a lot of people be considered shallow if they were to only seek those with nice bodies/ good looking features? People would be contradicts if they said that 'your appearance doesn't matter, only inner beauty counts'. Puh-leaz, would anyone give someone like Susan Boyle a second look if she were a random person on the streets? (no offence, I love her music, and using her as an example that beauty is only skin deep further reinforces the point I am trying to get across)
In the end, no one really wants to cuddle with a lump of lipids.
Whatever it is, time to shape up. Stop giving myself excuses!
Sunday, 19 June 2011
Dream Journal - Of Card Games and an Old Friend
Was teaching my mother how to play Monopoly Deal. We were sitting on a table arrangement simliar to the one in Setia Alam. The backgroud was very similar to the Electric Chapel and Market in Lady Gaga’s Judas MV. Telling that you can only play 3 cards per turn. She played banked in 3 cards as cash. Then a dude in a blue t-shirt approached me as I was sitting down, and told me a friend of his knows me. Looking further into the distance at another table was an old friend who I have not met in a long time. Oh my, it has been a while since I’ve talked/communicated with him man!
Analysis: Funny thing is my Mum never plays board games with us, the only time she did play with my bro and I was when we were playing checkers and my mum was teaching us how to play it right.
Perhaps, I need to reconcile and make an effort to talk to him again? We used to be close friends, but we somehow drifted apart.
Saturday, 18 June 2011
Anonymous // Government Hooker
Let's look at a short glance of what has been happening: The Government chooses to censor 10 file sharing sites in Malaysia. Say they really are competent enough to 'curb' piracy. They forgot that these file sharing sites are also used to store information or files that they wish to share with other users especially if its a huge file, for business or personal reasons. And this is completely legal.
So the question the beloved Government needs to answer is whether they will ban things if it causes harm. They might as well ban the riding of motorcyles since it causes so many damn accidents every year and ban violent video games since they 'pollute the minds of children'.
So the question the beloved Government needs to answer is whether they will ban things if it causes harm. They might as well ban the riding of motorcyles since it causes so many damn accidents every year and ban violent video games since they 'pollute the minds of children'.
Anonymous has my support, hands down. He made a move that will have the Government think twice before legislating anymore nonsense again. Anonymous probably thinks the way I do; censorship of such sites, is taking away our freedom. How much longer do we need to succumb to ideas of Government rationales? (Don't get me started with the cases of Yoga ban among Muslims, banning Valentines, banning poco-poco dance, and the recently new establishment of the ridiculous OWC to shape and mold first class prostitutes)
I'm glad someone like Anonymous stepped up, for too long you and I become 'government hookers', we pay them (in the form of tax), yet, we get f*cked by them in the end with nonsensical explanations and legislations. A by-election, please.
Monday, 13 June 2011
Make You Feel My Love
The first time I heard 'Make You Feel My Love' was the cover version by Kelly Clarkson in 2008 I think, it's only recently 13th June 2011, where I decided to listen to Adele's version, and my, did it send chills to my bones. I like the way she sings it, how she pines for another that will have feelings for her as well.
Well it's not like I can choose and have control over whomever I fall in love with. Things go out of hand, people fall in love with bad boys, instead of me; the good boy. The goody two-shoes who abide by the rules, or in informal malay, skema. Which also meant I used to hold on very strongly to morals, and heroic values, and was naive to think that everything is based on merit, which meant that I was sure someone would like me right? And how wrong I was. How devastated I was upon discovering that the world was twisted that true "Law & Order" did not exist. 'Bad boys', especially those who bear a gangsta demeanor or are the class clowns seem to be more attractive to members of the opposite sex, which befuddled me a huge deal. It made me realise that no one would be attracted to a nerd, a geek. Or a person, who ALWAYS sticks to moral high ground, and follows the rules all the time. I guess I tried to be 'cooler'. Whether it was successful or not remains a shrouded mystery.
Then there are those who wish to cut all ties and connections from you it seems, and choose to disappear from your life even when they consciously know that you harbour feelings for them.
On a completely unrelated note:
Lady Gaga's Judas is a song about forgiving your betrayer and yet falling in love with bad boys oer and over again. Nuff said, nay sayers who claim this song as 'blasphemous'. PUH-LEASE! I wouldn't mind listening to your opinion on the song/video, especially reasons why you dislike it.
Well it's not like I can choose and have control over whomever I fall in love with. Things go out of hand, people fall in love with bad boys, instead of me; the good boy. The goody two-shoes who abide by the rules, or in informal malay, skema. Which also meant I used to hold on very strongly to morals, and heroic values, and was naive to think that everything is based on merit, which meant that I was sure someone would like me right? And how wrong I was. How devastated I was upon discovering that the world was twisted that true "Law & Order" did not exist. 'Bad boys', especially those who bear a gangsta demeanor or are the class clowns seem to be more attractive to members of the opposite sex, which befuddled me a huge deal. It made me realise that no one would be attracted to a nerd, a geek. Or a person, who ALWAYS sticks to moral high ground, and follows the rules all the time. I guess I tried to be 'cooler'. Whether it was successful or not remains a shrouded mystery.
Then there are those who wish to cut all ties and connections from you it seems, and choose to disappear from your life even when they consciously know that you harbour feelings for them.
On a completely unrelated note:
Lady Gaga's Judas is a song about forgiving your betrayer and yet falling in love with bad boys oer and over again. Nuff said, nay sayers who claim this song as 'blasphemous'. PUH-LEASE! I wouldn't mind listening to your opinion on the song/video, especially reasons why you dislike it.
Wednesday, 1 June 2011
Marry The Night
Haven't been blogging as regularly as I should. the following will be random rants. Hmmm, well, here it goes... (not like anyone cares)
It's not like I want to give up on love, but it seems money (or lack there of) is becoming an obstacle when I go dating. How much do I need to spend to go for a single date. About RM15 goes to movie tickets, RM 20 goes to lunch and what not mistc. costs (transport) amounts to RM50 a date average. It's not tat I'm stingy, just at the he present moment and time, I do not own the capacity to spend so much per date. Does finding my true love have to be so pricey?
Which brings up an idea: BUDGET DATING! :P what if we had webcam dates? At least with that, then you won't have to be so pissed if the date went wrong and you save the cash used for dating!
Another thing is the time and emotions you pour into a date which may bloom to a relationship sometimes. Sometimes, the time and effort you invest just won't pay off, so why bother? If you don't give a sh*t, why da fark should I? If you are going to send only ONE text per day, you might as well not. IF mutual affection DOES exist, then you would reply me constantly, updating me about your day, or at least telling me new things about you I never knew before.
bukannya ape, it would be really nice if I find someone who doesn't mind declaring me as their 'man'
Or shall I just marry the night?
For the moonlit night will not betray me,
For all that is evil and creeps in the dark will be my wife,
And lustering stars will be the proof of my marriage,
As well as iridescent children
In the dark of the night, I ask myself, "must I write?"
It's not like I want to give up on love, but it seems money (or lack there of) is becoming an obstacle when I go dating. How much do I need to spend to go for a single date. About RM15 goes to movie tickets, RM 20 goes to lunch and what not mistc. costs (transport) amounts to RM50 a date average. It's not tat I'm stingy, just at the he present moment and time, I do not own the capacity to spend so much per date. Does finding my true love have to be so pricey?
Which brings up an idea: BUDGET DATING! :P what if we had webcam dates? At least with that, then you won't have to be so pissed if the date went wrong and you save the cash used for dating!
Another thing is the time and emotions you pour into a date which may bloom to a relationship sometimes. Sometimes, the time and effort you invest just won't pay off, so why bother? If you don't give a sh*t, why da fark should I? If you are going to send only ONE text per day, you might as well not. IF mutual affection DOES exist, then you would reply me constantly, updating me about your day, or at least telling me new things about you I never knew before.
bukannya ape, it would be really nice if I find someone who doesn't mind declaring me as their 'man'
Or shall I just marry the night?
For the moonlit night will not betray me,
For all that is evil and creeps in the dark will be my wife,
And lustering stars will be the proof of my marriage,
As well as iridescent children
In the dark of the night, I ask myself, "must I write?"
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