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Thought no. 12

2011-05-29T16:33:00.003+08:00

the people are fine,

it's a governmental crime,

for different people to fight over a dime,

when our voices sound just like a mime.

get taken away and put behind bars,

for speaking your mind,

they think you took it too far,

Far, far, man i think thats too far,

being unfair, that shit leads to war.

war and war, it leaves people so weary,

you got widows and orphans getting all teary,

all for the sake and the love of a country,

idols being idolized like Scotty McCreery.

martyrs litter the streets,

it smells like the pits,

we're back in '42 in camps with no place to sit,

man oh man, how did we come to this?

they fought in '57,

for our people to be even,

so that when they went to heaven,

our people could be citizens.

what happened to all the ideals of the past?

seems like somebody took it and sat on it with their ass,

and that we all forgot about it as time passed,

now we just fighting for power so we can get some ass.

jika anda tak faham, ku cuba melayu,

adakah kita semua tidak malu,

tentang cara kami menghormati menantu,

dan apa yang telah kami buat untuk Negaraku?

so here we are with a musical prose,

standing with my people with a folded arm pose,

we're a voting bloc with connections to those,

who speak the truth, not with some stupid ass hos.

Ah and so here we are again

2011-04-13T22:54:00.002+08:00

Welcome welcome ladies and gentlemen.

Esteemed guests and captive audience for the next, oh wait, they're gone now. well, it was nice having your atten...there it goes again.

You ever find it hard to concentrate when someone is saying something, especially when they're just like mumbling to themselves.

It's hard man. It's like the guys going, "what would you do if you had a time machine? because here's what i would do..."

then you're thinking to yourself, "man, my balls are really starting to itch. oh wait, he's saying something, nope, no wait, he's just talking to himself again."

I talk to myself. yeah, its perfectly normal.

No, not that kinda talk to myself, where I say everything's going to be fine. I'm not that times emotional.

I'm more of having a conversation with yourself. where you say something, and the other guy says something else completely random and you're like, alright, wtf, lets go with it.

sometimes these conversations are so profound, its like you're talking a spiritual guide or something and other times, you take a second and think to yourself, what the hell did he just say, why am i even friends with this guy, oh yeah wait...

you know whats crazy though, i mean, besides the fact that a guy can have a nonsensical conversation with himself out of sheer boredom.

whats crazy is that people in mental institutions, probably don't really need to be there.

i mean, if you think about it, all it is are these bunch of people having a different view on life.

if we did that to all people who had a different view on life, we'd all be locked up in there, you know.

its like, some of these guys...and girls, lets not discriminate. i mean, i can be rude, but i sure dont discriminate.

all they have is a different view on life. like, this lady can imagine having a new kid every day. i mean, sure childbirth is hell and popping one out once a day is literally amazing, but hey, its her point of view and by golly george, if she wants one, there are a strangely overwhelming number of people who want to give one to her.

heck, if you found a number of people who shared her point of view, you could solve 2 of the worlds problems.

yeah but suffice to say the reason we're all sitting down here isn't necessarily for the humour.

its for the seriousness and the thought provoking madness that doth occur in thine minds.

such as, how we're all adjectives.

i'm fat, short, and ugly. i'm also a great liar.

see? its all to do with absolutes, that we're one thing so we can't be the other.

i mean, i can be fat, not saying i'm not. but i'm not as fat as...a whale. thats an expression by the way, look it up, its called literature you uneducated bastard.

short? next to a midget i could be yao ming.

ugly? well, yeah on bad hair days, nah i'm just messing with you, i have no hair. hence, i have no bad hair days and i'm just ugly all the time.

and also, if you think about it, people who are constantly happy most of their lives are probably psychos.

i mean, we're all entitled to bad days. sadness, depression. it'd be amazing if you got hit by a truck and you'd still be smiling. you'd be put in a mental hospital and eventually turn into a psychopathic killer constantly taunting batman.

we're all just human, lets accept we have bad days, post it on facebook, wait for replies about how we shouldn't be depressed and tell people thanks because what we really don't want to be is sad AND alone.

20/12/2012

2011-03-11T23:07:00.002+08:00

As I write this, within a 12 month period the world has been rocked by magnitude defying natural disasters.

Earthquakes, tsunamis, inept corrupt politicians, drought, floods and people spewing prophecy about when the world will end.

Actually, to be more specific, human life may end but the world itself will supposedly implode upon itself at some point or the other or the sun will eventually turn into a black hole thus rendering life in its vicinity pretty much guaranteed death, in like 4 billion years.

Since thats going to happen anyway, and we're all going to die some time, why spend time worrying about it when life has so many more things for you to worry about?

Also, in every catastrophe, there is opportunity.

Eg. South Korean - North Korean stand off, currency dips, stabilizes, goes up. Or at least that would have been the theory.

Government losses of RM51 million for low cost housing over 3/5 years? It means that if managed properly, business's stand to make profits in excess of RM51 million via investment in low cost housing. This may pale in comparison to other large developments but its mostly to illustrate the point.

In fact, as I write this now, in Google News an article just popped up saying the Yen has increased in anticipation of the inflow of foreign funds into the country.

And other after effects of these are an increased need for insurance where instead of being sold, it will be bought.

Religious institutions will probably see an increase in their membership numbers.

Fire and rescue services will garner more attention as well as attention to engineers who had the foresight and design mastery to build monuments that survived this disaster.

More research into detecting earthquakes (or you could just build a dog translator, if thats easier), medical supplies will report increased profits, a round of stimulus to rebuild infrastructure, demand for bereavement services.

Within every negative event lies opportunity.

And that should apply to us all in our daily lives as well.

On an unrelated note, i have nothing else to say.

Test-i-c-u-lar

2010-06-30T21:50:00.002+08:00

on the same train of thought of not forgetting anything at this moment i am:

at Berjaya Times Square, other wise known as home.

on a 13' MacBook.

using uMobile that costs RM68 per month but can actually receive a signal from this height.

am thinking when to call my property manager this week.

am considering other reasonable places to stay.

looking for a contractor to upkeep my apartment.

grateful that i had RM3/kg laundry for 4 months but it's over now. maybe RM5 or RM7.

followed by the thought that UniLodge was cheaper.

wishing i had a car, point A point B nothing fancy.

more phones had xenon flash.

am grateful for good colleagues, friends and especially Love.

wishing i was with said Love.

looking for a good duffel/sling bag.

looking to purchase toe socks.

planning to see a dentist for the first time in 1.5 years.

thinking that that's pretty bad.

probably going to get myself a flu vaccination soon.

having no clue to who's going to win this year's World Cup.

thinking thats a sentiment shared by almost everybody.

not sure where this post is actually going.

hoping that everything i wrote is actually grammatically correct because i'm lazy to check.

currently an idealistic young man who someday wants a family and be the man that they need him to be.

really hoping for a stay-at-home job with a few meetings at the office once in a while.

praying to be a good husband, father, friend.

not sure if thats what i want on my tombstone although i'll be dead by then so i probably won't care, and even if i did, what could i do about it?

funny.

or not funny.

amusing myself by typing randomly.

boring you now.

going to stop.

Thought no 1988

2010-06-30T21:37:00.004+08:00

i realize that if you don't write things down you'll probably have a tendency to forget them later.

like so many mid-life crisis' all it takes is you lifting up a coffee mug to your lips one day and realizing there are so many things in life you haven't done yet.

so what we should be doing is having a mid-life crisis once a week to avoid a mid-life crisis. make a list of the things you've always wanted to do...and do them. every little random thing or thought or card or words that you've always wanted to have.

life is a temporary state whereas death is permanent. enjoy the time you have, do as much as you can, repeat other people's words although they are cliches if you find them to be true.

i thought of this as i stood in front of an elevator waiting and watching for the double doors to open and not knowing whats behind them. it could be anyone, anything.

life isn't short. its temporary. like a holiday. if you go on a vacation, you're not going to be doing the same stuff you'd be doing back home would you? (maybe some of you would but in that case you are wrong to do so because you might as well have stayed at home but if its what you're already doing then good for you because you enjoy/have to do so. remember, vacations aren't always about leaving the house, we can arguably basically take a vacation whenever we log into facebook. you don't have facebook? discussion for another time)

also, even television (all hail and praise the entertainment invention preceding the internet) albeit a bit paradoxically has placed a showing of "Live" on some of its sports shows. How positive!

Thought no. yxrt

2010-03-29T21:28:00.002+08:00

I've heard of this phenomena called "Tough Love".

Its where you're intentionally mean to the people you love to

(i)toughen them up or

(ii)to make them angry at you

so that

(a)they strive to better themselves

(b)pull themselves out of the funk that they are currently in.

But as with all things, this is a heavily laden double edged sword.

The person you practice tough love on should never know that you love them and are doing this for their good until someone else points it out to them.

You have to be able to tolerate this person hating you so that they become stronger.

You sacrifice their love in order for them to gain strength.

Is this logical?

Does it make sense?

Has it worked in your life?

How many people have you been angry at that were actually doing what they did out of love?

Anger in one's heart does help one move past grief as the 5 stages are denial, anger, bargaining, depression and acceptance.

Anger helps one steel ones heart from more pain and pushes people to strive harder to prove someone else's statement wrong.

Anger for too long can lead to suffering and grief later as well as end up pushing people away.

So I guess what I'm trying to say is take some time out of your life.

Reflect on how you've been treated by others. Think about what they did.

How it made you feel.

Then think about how it made them feel. Think about their motives.

Did it help you in the long run? Was it just a small incident? Did it change your life forever?

Is there a lesson in there that you learnt from?

I mean, just take some time out to think. You may be surprised.

Thought no. What?

2010-03-27T23:07:00.002+08:00

ahoy there dear readers? are you ready!
... i was thinking

about how ive' only been working in actuality for a week and, yet i feel as if i could get used to this
. i mean not to say but you know,.,.,.

jobs are like relationships they require effort time and nurturing if they are to love you back i mean take for example a parent who does the utmost that they can for their children would expect the child to love them in return or to at least understand the effort theyve put in but unfortunately
this isnt always the way it turns out similarly in our jobs we can do our damnest throw and pour our heart and souls into it and yet still not get an emotional reward out of it but honestly how many of us are doing our job for the money and would rather get paid for just bumming and lazing around at home

lets look at a phrase that has been used often through time .,,...()''- i want to love my job
want defines something that isnt necessary for survival but more towards the lines of if its convenient and doesnt require much effort and its for my own passion and enjoyment
love is an emotion and even if you were never in any meaningful relationships it requires effort as mentioned above understanding from both parties and a lot of hard work although i know this is just a substitute word for effort but hey it promotes emphasis because more people understand the word hard work than they do effort and its something you hear often so you know it must be true
my job refers to an employment of some kind where you perform and carry out certain tasks mental or manual or sometimes a combination of both in return for renumeration omg fancy word for earnings wages salary pay pocket money pittance etc
for some people their job is a large part of their lives and for some not so much but in any case if you have a job its a part of your life ...........()(),,,,,,,,''' youre receiving financial compensation for it and now you want emotional compensation as well
what other form of compensations do you require in this world i am not fully aware but im sure that unless your job is your life it shouldnt be your one stop shop for all your needs and frankly when you say something like want it indicates to me that your needs are already being met elsewhere
and for those of you whom your job is your life and that you are so emotionally attached to it and youre still unhappy with it well its time you rethink your relationship and see if that relationship is still giving you what you want or if its time for you to move on i mean 43% of marriages end up in divorce most of the time from a lack of communication or effort so think carefully before you do it im not advocating .....,,,()'' quitting im advocating thinking.

what the hell am i talking about i dont know and for those of you who have been paying attention just think about it and see if you can make any sense of it it sounds a lot more organized in my head....()''!?

Thought no.899

2010-03-20T17:40:00.002+08:00

I was just having this morbid thought about my death. Again.

If you are the type that doesn't like thinking about these things, leave now. No one's forcing you to be here and if there is I find that a very interesting and intriguing situation and I do hope you survive it.

But anyway folks, what we're really here for is to talk about the Great Beyond, The Greener Grass, The Wild Blue Yonder, The Other Side, Kicking the Bucket, Pwnage, Etc. (actually Etc. isn't used to describe death, its just a term to indicate "and other examples. See you learn something new every day.)

Friends are a large part of life. Let's not deny that "No Man is an Island". Unless you have discovered an island with the name of "No Man".

Without friends or people you share your life with, you are alone. OMG Lyon stating the obvious.

Being alone, is lonely. (Refer to above).

You have no one to share your laughter with, no one to sing along with you, hold you when you are sad or to talk to when you get depressing thoughts. It really sucks.

Sure, there are times when you just want to be left alone, but that feeling doesn't really last for very long. We're social creatures from birth, sucking titties and looking for attention. Don't deny it.

Back on topic, I was thinking that if you were a good friend, you would have your friends interests at heart. You'd care for them when they were down, offer them advice that wouldn't ruin their lives and not mess with their wallets without their permission.

Also you wouldn't log in to their private lives and question them about it later <-that means you mum.

So if friends are important to you and you have their best interests at heart, wouldn't you plan for your death?

Once you're gone who are they going to talk to, to laugh with, to share?

Would it be better to just be a marginal part of someone's life so that in the event that you die (regardless we all will someday, along with pay taxes) they won't miss you too much?

As a friend, is it wrong for us to not allow ourselves to get close to people so that we won't hurt them in the future?

Either by leaving them via death or by just growing apart (which is a sort of death).

I don't know why am I sharing this part of my personal life here on my blog instead of on facebook. It seems like a much better medium to garner attention and commentary on this issue.

But then again, I guess I do want to restrict commentary to people who actually know and read this piece of writing me.

So anyway, your thoughts are appreciated and welcome, if you have any to share. Peace out!

Sarawakian

2010-03-13T22:06:00.002+08:00

Sarawakians are like the African-American community of America.

We are a strong voter base, it'll be a miracle if one of us ever made it into the top post of the country and we (or at least, I) have pride at being part of this state.

Be you FooChow, Lumbawang, Bidayuh, Cina, Apek, Lau Bu, Lau Pan Niang, etc. it's a great people oriented community.

Like the Ozzies and Kiwis, I somehow feel as if people from different parts of the state have friendly competition between each other but if you mess with one of us, you will mess with all of us.

Recently we were featured in the Star, in fact we just got the Star in an East Sarawak edition. We have nature parks, beaches, culture, a jazz fest (which I have yet to attend) and most of our guys make good boyfriends.

I don't know how many Sarawakians you know, but the ones I do are good, honest and down-to-earth people. We can drink and laugh loudly, secrets and dramas are few and far between.

I'm proud to be Sarawakian. Disagree with me, tell me that your state has those things as well and that you know Sarawakians who aren't worthy of praise, well thats your experience and I respect that.

But you ain't going to change my mind!

wait

2010-01-19T15:39:00.002+08:00

let me reconsider moving this blog.

i'll just update both and see which one i actually like.

the theme here still suits what i wanna do with a blog and until that theme moves over to tumblr i'm still here.

cos its cool and mysterious thats why. take that sucka!

anyway, interview tips:

1. when they ask you where you see yourself in 5 years, the correct answer is "somewhere in your firm, perhaps if i am as competent as i think i am a senior executive" or etc...

do not say "australia", "america", another rival company", "in your mama's pants" etc.

2. when they ask if you know what you're getting yourself into, if you're only half sure, say "No, I only have a rough idea. I think I would have a better idea if you explained it a bit more to me as a firsthand account of it will probably make more sense than reading a lot of irrelevant information online".

3. take your time with the case studies. make no assumptions.

DO NOT act smart and jump to conclusions.

4. Know the name of the godamn CEO. apparently it will impress them more than your actual CV.

5. know how to reason away your critiques. eg.

interviewer: you didn't ask for all the information

you: oh my god i'm so sorry. ahuh, ahuh.

what you should have done:

you: i believe that there will be times in the real working world where i may not have all the information and will still need to make a decision. i believe that having a team to question my decisions will help to ensure that i make the right decision, just as you have done.

6. be yourself. if you are creative, be creative. if you are honest, be honest. if you are normally funny, be funny. if you are reserved, be reserved. don't try to be someone you are not as interviewers can sense your discomfort and take that into account.

and if you're not what they're looking for, its probably cos they felt as if when they hired you you would be uncomfortable there and be unable to perform to the best of your abilities.

7. never give wishy-washy and half hearted answers. full answers = points

half answers = no points

no answer with honesty and a why = some points. eg. i'm not really sure from looking at your website. I was hoping to obtain a clearer picture while working here or from you.

8. prepare!!!

9. follow these rules.

10. there is no spoon.

11. look out here comes a flying monkey!!

Moved

2010-01-19T15:35:00.001+08:00

like omg man i'm like so totally following a trend where people like totally switch their blogs to like completely different addresses. like omg!

in any case, the new blog is http://lyonscheus.tumblr.com

i know right i am like so totally creative and shit.

Thoughts no. 899

2009-10-18T19:38:00.002+08:00

The past few days have brought up things I have forgotten because they haven't been affecting my life directly and when these things don't, I have a tendency to forget them.

I suppose I don't really learn from my mistakes and let them go too easily in order to focus on the future. The here and now taking precedence over the then and past.

Forgetting the lessons of the past however just leads to them being repeated and therefore the future is nothing more than a repeat of the present and I am never moving forward but rather standing still while the world is passing by.

Is Ignorance an omission of sin?

What will the world come to if good men/women stand idly by and do nothing?

If you see a robbery, what would you do? Nothing? Cry for help? Comfort the victim? Go after the thief? When does inaction make you an accomplice?

I made a mistake. I do not know how to rectify it.

In fact, I have made many mistakes by just being a bystander whilst other people have gotten hurt. Maybe it is I who is at fault for not preventing it. Maybe it is not.

Perhaps when I wield power, I should listen to people and their opinions because my actions and inactions will have more consequence then just upon me.

Reminders in an appropriate place to ensure I do not forget nor get distracted by other business. Preparation. Having more commitment.

Knowing my place and when and what is appropriate. What I can take on without letting go of the things I hold dear. Perhaps I should never have been in a position of power, in a position where I would make decisions that affect others for I know only to care for myself.

I should change. The future I might. I do hope I look back on this post, or that I remember this time and I make amends.

I know you will not forgive me if I stand still once more while the world passes by.

E[m(0)] - CT ppl you know what I mean

2009-09-14T15:53:00.000+08:00

I’ve seen some interesting things over the past few days.

Specifically, I’ve seen a lot of emotions flare out and kept in due to reasons I shall not disclose.

I’ve seen laughter as we watched someone we know do something that seemed funny. Although if you’re someone like Russell Peters, whose jokes are racist and you’re sensitive to racial issues, maybe it doesn’t seem as funny.

Which then brings us to anger. If you take offense at a joke, its likely you’re unhappy with what that joke implies. Jokes can be in poor taste admittedly, if you are aware that the topic you’re poking fun at is one close and dear to another’s heart.
Ignorance is not necessarily an excuse but it is a forgivable omission. If you are unaware that someone’s parents are divorced and you make a joke about why (in context with the moment and the discussion at the time) and that person has kept a very private life and has yet to tell anyone, are you to blame?
It is the very equivalent of the drivers who back over toddlers due to the fact they are unaware that the child is standing there. I’ve seen them on Oprah and Dr.Phil, they were ignorant and have never forgiven themselves, almost to the point of suicide.
At this point, it is worthy to note that jokes in poor taste normally ignite sorrow to the person who is sensitive to the issue rather than anger.
Anger normally ignites when the joke is used for that particular intention.
Ther-ee Fore-ee, jokes in poor taste should be looked at for their intention to see if one should be angry or sorrowful.

And as a continuation of above, sorrow has reared its head as well these past few days.
Whether it comes from apologies from ignorance, or the loss of something you’ve worked so hard towards, or from someone you thought you could trust betraying you.
Sorrow normally turns to anger when you are unable to forgive those who have made you feel sorrow. When someone undeserving takes what was rightfully yours. When the person you trust suddenly reveals their true colours.

What right do we have however to feel anger? To not forgive?
This is what has stuck in my head, observing these emotions.

Why are we blaming others for the hate that is in our own hearts?

I know the iron grip of anger, I am human. When someone I know has hurt me, of course I feel my blood start to boil and my fist start to clench.
And then I separate myself from the animal and think. Does that person intentionally want to hurt me? What is his intention? Is he/she just ignorant? Is what they said true? Why am I angry?

If they were trying to hurt me, why should I give them the satisfaction of seeing me hurt? Should I not just rest my heart and keep my face still so that I do not give them what they want? The best way to defeat a bully is to stand up to them. Giving in to a bully only makes them want to hurt you more.

If they did not mean to hurt me, why should I keep that anger in my heart? What good does it do me to stay angry at a person who does not understand why this anger has appeared? Is it not best if I explain to them why I feel that anger, or share with someone I care about what ails my mind? If that person did not know me, how can I be angry at them for making a statement they had no idea would offend me?
Some of you might say, just don’t say anything then. This argument doesn’t work because some people may take offense at silence. There is no way that you can say something and have 6 billion people not take offense at it.
Eg. “Good morning!”
Reply:”What’s so good about it?” ~Grumpy tone~

Another idea that I must refer to is Why am I angry when someone says that about me? I am unable to answer this as I am rarely angry at people’s statements regarding me. I am a fool at times, admittedly. I can be stupid, so spread the word. I am pussy-whipped, which is your point of view which you are entitled to have. I don’t take things seriously enough, alas you are once again right. I am a bad friend, which may be true because I cannot be a good friend to everybody.

So, it should be the case you are angry because someone told you the truth about yourself that you cannot accept or a lie.
Even for a lie, for you to feel anger, there must be a sliver of truth. If it was a complete lie, you would feel nothing because everyone around you would know it was a lie and have no impact on your being.

Quote: All rumours have a grain of truth.

Other emotions I have seen are guilt, fear, variations of elation, scores of sadness and waves of spite in different magnitudes.

Before I leave you to tend to emotions of your own, let me ask you:

If you had made a mistake, how would you feel if those you had hurt had never forgiven you?

I know I would have no friends today if none of them had forgiven me.

BackStab, Betrayal, Behind your back

2009-08-18T20:32:00.002+08:00

I talk bad about people behind their backs.
There I admitted it.
Now lets go through a long winded argument with myself about why thats ok and to justify it.
Ready?

Here we go:
I have thoughts and opinions of my own.
Should I be allowed to voice them even though they may hurt or be unfair to the people I am talking about?
Absolutely. I don't know these people, so I can only make judgement based on what I know.
Sure, only the Lord should judge, judging people is wrong and so on so forth.
How else are you going to get an impression of people into your head then?
Judging people isn't as bad as the government wants you to think.
It helps you stay away from the obvious dangers of people wearing clothes with the words "I'm a Serial Killer/Rapist the Cops Haven't Caught Yet".
Heck even if he/she (thank you feminism) didn't do said things on said T-shirt, you would still be judging them on their twisted sense of humour.
Hah! There, see, I made you judge. Take that "I Think I'm so perfect Reader"!

Sure, talking about them behind their back is wrong.
So its really much better to tell them straight to their face that they are ugly like the pimple on my arse (if I had one, and No I Do Not...currently).
Whats that? Be more tactful. Ok. Hows about..."Your face...got problem. Can't really say, don't wanna hurt your feelings". Or "You lack the ability to perform the most basic cognitive functions, but thats ok, there's definitely something positive nobody realizes about you".
Save tact for the people whom you care about and are going to see everyday.
Sure you can be nice to people, even behind their back, but its not the truth nor is it what you honestly think about them.
And according to so many people, books and fables, "Honesty is the Best Policy" and "The Truth Shall Set You Free" and "It's not good to keep things bottled up" etc.

But I don't condone Gossip based on Rumours Unless supported by words "I heard..." and "But I not confirm ah, it's just what I heard only" and "Don't repeat to other people k?".
Its either that or have a continuous loop of it going through your head.
Whats that? That doesn't happen to you? How dare you judge me! And talk about how weird I am behind my back!
Its ok. My world revolves around me as should yours. Go ahead and do what you want in your world, even if it does reach my ears, I can be understanding about it because I wrote a blog post regarding it.

Long Posts-

2009-08-17T19:46:00.003+08:00

I realize a lot of my posts are pretty long.
I suppose its part of my personality.
I have this need to know how things begin, what caused them to lead to the ideas they are today.
The history of all that there is, is fascinating.
What caused us to be, to understand that, is to understand where we are going or where we are supposed to go.
Everything we do, not only is a product of our choices (which by themselves have their own reasons and therefore implicit, history) but by the circumstances caused by history.

Looking back to look forward, to have an objective when you look at the past is not an act of self indulgence, but rather an act to prevent ourselves from repeating mistakes and making decisions based on what we know.
We do it subconciously, without thinking, but its there.
Its a phenomena we take for granted, our ability to recognize our own pasts and use that information to forge our future.

In every argument there is a beginning, a middle and an end.
Long after we are gone, people may still be telling stories about us, or teaching their children lessons about our mishaps.
I write like I live. Sometimes with no direction, sometimes with meaning, sometimes because I feel like it, sometimes because I just require to put my thoughts down before they take up more space in my mind and sometimes just to amuse others and myself.

When you read people's writings, I have a feeling that most of you have never taken time to see how much depth their writing can show.
Example/Exhibit A:
Bimbo writing with lots of pictures =
Either an actual bimbo with a limited vocabulary OR an insecure woman unable to express her feelings because she thinks words are not enough or that she will be ridiculed for them, so she hides behind pictures and a joyful expression.
2) People putting up emo posts about how their life sucks
As it seems (like the bimbo) OR people who are able to analyze their life and solve their own problems yet love to be the center of attention so write to their adoring public in order to illicit comments or reactions.

And the list goes on and on and on.
Go ahead, try reading something and see what you can guess from that person's blog. Are they all as what it seems? Or is there more to them than that?

My writing style is long winding and sometimes non-sensical. Disagree?

Curiousity Killed No One

2009-08-16T20:26:00.002+08:00

Being curious is a natural part of childhood.
Its what caused some of us to develop irrational fears such as Durians, Fire, Lightning, 100-foot tall Giant Moths and what nots. So even if these fears have completely paralyzed you, it still meant you were curious at the beginning. If not, how did you ever develop these irrational fears?

Curiosity is what led this cat to thinking:

How do carnivores get the fibre to take a crap with?

Where does all our sewage go?

Answers below:

Most wild carnivores consume this in the digestive system of their prey
Many carnivores also eat herbivore dung, presumably to obtain essential nutrients that they could not otherwise obtain, since their dentition and digestive system do not permit efficient processing of vegetable matter. (Thanks Wikipedia)

That depends on whether you have a septic system or are connected to the sewer line. If you have a septic tank, it goes into the tank where it is broken down by bateria. If you are hooked to a sewer it goes through miles of pipe to the treatment plant. At the plant the same process takes place as it does in your tank. It is broken down, sanitized, and used for fertilizer. (Thanks Yahoo! Answers)

But this just raises more questions:

So does scaring the shit out of the herbivore part of the hunt for carnivores?
Like a contingency plan in case they can't catch anything.

Shouldn't we take a cut of the fertilizer sales?
Or at least make the utility bill zero since they are are profiting off our shit.

Still curious?

You are Special

2009-08-16T19:58:00.002+08:00

There's something about that phrase that has always bothered me.
If Everyone is Special, then by definition, I'm the same as the next guy thereby negating my specialness?

My view is that a lot of us have a characteristic that distinguishes us from the people around us.
Physical, Mental, Psychological, Emotional, the myraid aspects of humanity are countless and (forgive me for saying so all ye who have faith in the human genome project) cannot just be classified into 23 chromosomes.
I truly and really believe that even clones will not be the same (even if they are grown in the same environment, under the exact same conditions and taught the exact same things. TAKE THAT STARS WARS EPISODE II!!!) just because even the slightest variation, or difference in experience, or that extra second or minute of staying awake to think about something prior to sleeping will give each and every individual a uniqueness that just has never been seen before.

Sometimes, this particular side of a person is not obvious to the rest of the world. It takes a specific situation and a specific trigger in order for such characteristics to manifest.
Like a firework, it lies dormant until the spark is lit in order to create an explosion for the world to see and for it to leave its mark in the night sky of human memory, forever associating a person and their unique talent.

Do you believe you are special?
If you do, you are arrogant.
If you don't, you are depressed.
If you don't know, you need to find out.
If you believe so, but are unsure of what the rest of the world thinks, experiment.
If you've looked into the mirror trying to find it, stop looking and start doing.

Being unique is as much a choice as it is a genetically heriditary part of us all.
Sometimes we can't control what makes us unique.
Sometimes it makes us shunned and cast out from the circles we would rather be a part of.

We are not defined by that ONE special thing about us.
We are defined by the MANY special things about us.

There has never been another YOU and there will never be.

Changes

2009-08-08T23:35:00.002+08:00

Time waits for no man.
I took some time to fill up water in my kettle and grab a towel to shower. A minute passed by and then I though to myself:

In a minute I only did 2 things. Life passes by pretty fast.

And so it took me another minute to write down those few sentences.
Every week, day, hour, minute, second, macro, micro, mili, nano, piko and so on, time is passing and so too are changes occuring.

Law of nature is that nothing lasts forever and the only thing constant is change.

Right now, at this very point in time (second being basically irrelevant now that this arguement has already established its non-importance) we are changing.
Changed by the elements, by the people around us, by the situation around us that is beyond our control.

So what has changed to you after a particular timeline?

Have you become more mature?
How do you define mature?
Do you make better decisions now than you did back then?
Do you place more importance now on things that you used to not care so much about?
Are you taller? Shorter? Thinner? Inappropriate F word?

I don't know if I've changed. I have to rely on other people's opinions because I am biased about what I believe about myself.
I would like to think my principles in life are still the same. That I am a honest, good person with good intentions if not always the best methods to achieve those intentions. I believe I am capable of making mistakes and being able to spend my entire lifetime atoning for them looking for forgiveness.
I like to think of myself as being a survivor and having a working knowledge of human relationships and behaviours. I like to think of myself as being an impartial judge able to stay neutral and being able to put things into prespective.
I believe I am slightly racist but I do my best to not judge a whole group due to the doings of an individual. I believe I find the humour in everything, even though its not funny.
I know I care about myself a lot (its not such a bad thing).

I know from other people I tend to repeat myself a lot. That my words trail off at times. That I'm a nice guy. That I can be quite lame. That I need to make better decisions.
People think I'm smart (or do they?). They think I'm stupid at times too.

Changes come from within. People's perceptions change with your actions and time.
I don't know if I have changed. I would like to think for the better but unless someone comes up with a thesis regarding the life of Lyon Cheu, there isn't any qualitative, quantitative nor empirical evidence to prove so.

Time

2009-07-15T21:08:00.002+08:00

6 months to go.

Technically less than that.

Everything else is changing around me but my mind is still stationary. Not a good spot to be in when the raging waters of life are coming to sweep you off into uncharted waters.

It used to be the world was so sure.

Get out of high school, score whatever in SPM as long as you don't fail Malay.

Go to college, learn your foundation, get out of college with entry scores good enough for a range of Universities (from top to bottom, whichever offered the course you were looking for).

Go to Uni, get your degree, while you're there hopefully a job offer before you graduate.

Graduate, get a job, earn some money, save, propose, marriage, children, promotion, money, extra curricular activities, stability.

Then came the financial crisis, that led to the economic crisis that MAY be the reason why the job market is slow.

But even without it, I'm stuck in the middle, not good enough to be the top few candidates, not bad enough to consider dropping out and opening up a noodle stall back home.

I suppose its just a convenient excuse for the predicament I now find myself in. No job offer, low prospects, and a lack of need for the specialty I decided to choose as a degree.

Perhaps its also a lack of interpersonal skills or an un-valiant effort in promoting myself to the working class of HR departments across the globe.

And the fact that my peers are experiencing setbacks that may prevent them from graduating that the stress and importance of studies is increased tenfold.

Whichever way you look at it, the last sentence in my grand plan for life has just been hit with a wrench and now the gears are jammed and its up to some last minute improvisation of plans.

Masters or Honours will delay the inevitable for a year. Maybe enough time for things to start looking up. I will be losing 1 year of job experience that may be even more valuable than the Part 2 of my Actuarial Thingy.

There are just too many paths, none more likely than the other so the probabilities are all about equal and therefore there is nothing that I can count on and therefore plans now have to be fluid and decisions made in real time with no solid footing.

Its pretty much the equivalent of attempting to jump from a falling rock platform onto another and seeing how long you can last before either the rocks run out or you do.

Everything comes to an end, I just didn't plan for it to be this early.

Thought no.6688

2009-02-05T09:38:00.002+08:00

Good morning:

A) Vietnam!

B) Sports Fans!

C) Ladies and Gentlemen, Children of All Ages!

D) Sunshine!

Pick whichever one that suits you.

If you picked A), you obviously watched or at least heard the familiar cry before of Robin Williams Vietnam Comedy.

If you picked B) its in most American movies with a sports theme.

If you picked C) that makes no sense because most boxing matches occur at night

If you picked D) you've listened to a cheery song that has those words. Good for you.

But there is a point (and mayhap even a method) to this madness that is this blog post.

It's that no matter what I say, that these thoughts, are just my point of view.

However you interpret it, whether you believe me or shut me down as completely ridiculous, that is your point of view.

Point of views are funny things (and no, I'm not talking about the POV's that you find in pornography's. Thats something for another day in another blog that probably requires some sort of rating system).

Its that there are so many ways of looking at a certain event, even though the facts may be the same for everybody.

Chicken Soup for the Soul has a story (even if you have read it before, don't skip this, its relevant for class discussion later) where after their car in the garage was totally wrecked by (can't remember this too clearly, but hey, its just details) another car? nature?

In any case, the husband and wife are just standing there staring at the car sorrowfully, when suddenly the husband just starts smiling and cracking up.

The wife looks at him as if he's just gone crazy (heck, I would) and asks him whats wrong?

He replies, "Well honey, the facts are that we have a car that has been completely totalled and we can choose to be sad or we CAN CHOOSE to be happy, either way, we have a completely wrecked car".

If it hasn't dawned in your brain yet, the moral of the story is that

We can't change facts, we can change we react to them and how they affect us.

Its hopeless being overtly optimistic or pessimistic about the outcome of a certain event. We can't possibly know whats going to happen in the future (although we can reasonably predict it with the benefit of experience and stories that are parallel and careful research and planning and ya-da ya-da ya-da), sometimes it works out, sometimes it doesn't.

But either way, whatever the facts show, WE HAVE A CHOICE of how we want to feel about it.

And oh yeah, in any case, this is just my point of view.

Happy Chinese New Year!

2009-01-25T11:50:00.001+08:00

Ramblings no. 8

2009-01-01T21:32:00.002+08:00

I'm a very lucky person.

You know, when they say count your blessings, I'm going to count mine and see where I stand.

I have my health, no disabilities that impair my everyday living other than lactose intolerance which is but a minor inconvenience.

I have financial stability, where I can afford quite a few luxuries in life, such as a paid-for-house, a laptop, ability to pay for my university tuition fees and rental as well as a car in my hometown.

I have a good, some closer than others, group of friends, who understand, if at times not wholly support decision in my life that I have made which may not have been right with hindsight.

I have a loving and caring girlfriend, who does her best to look out for my best interest, even when I'm not looking out for my own interests.

I have tasted much good food, stayed at some amazing places, met some amazing people and have had an amazing time all around.

I also wonder, how much of this is luck and how much of this is effort?

My health I maintain by eating a balance of nutrients, stretching prior to exercise, exercising, 6-8 hours of sleep, mental conditioning and taking the right medicine for the symptoms.

I put in effort when it comes to my studies, don't spend on extreme high-end luxuries, play with the budget I am given, put in effort in maintaining certain friendships, and doing whatever it is I can to ensure my own success.

I suppose in closing, I have initial luck, then put in effort to ensure circumstances are not a part of success and then wait for the pieces to fall into place, pieces that I have moved.

Luck? Effort? I can't decide. Can you?

Rambling no.369 standing real fine move it to you sing it to me one mo time Get low, Get low 6x

2008-12-26T09:37:00.003+08:00

This logo appears everywhere.
What is it's significance?
Why is it not copyrighted?
What about it does every designer like that it can be placed randomly, like a nike tick?

Thought no. Dec 20th 2008

2008-12-20T23:42:00.004+08:00

Can you imagine how difficult it must be to be a parent?

Every action, having an equal or opposite reaction, can possibly be that your children end up scarred for life or turn into sociopath's that lead to jail or an appearance on Dr.Phil.

From changing their diapers and bathing them,

To teaching them to poop into those little buckets,

To having THAT talk with them...

Can you imagine how difficult that must be?

I mean, even your parents probably didn't know any better when they had you.

They probably prepared as soon as they knew,

But learning the theory and the actual application is an amazing step.

Every child is different is probably the most commonly used phrase in parenting.

What works for another child, over years and years of testing, may not work on yours because he/she is special in just that particular way.

Then what do you do as a parent?

You learn on the job.

You try, formulate hypothesis's of your own and experimenting,

Hoping, praying that it becomes a theory that you can apply it throughout your child(rens) lifetime.

And if the experiment fails:

You still pray and hope that it does not cause your child to hate you indefinitely.

Nobody is born as a great parent.

It takes untold amounts of will, skill, creativity and patience that allows you to grip on to your sanity.

And the willingness to learn, and to adjust your strategy to each child.

It involves you earning their respect as they grow older, without losing your ability to communicate to them on their level and as an adult who has had the benefit of experience.

You will need to learn phsyiology (for the pains in their body), western and eastern medicine (when they get sick), a basic understanding of their interests (music, sports, dance, socializing - and that these things can change from minute to minute) and managing the househole finances.

There can be no tougher job than to be a parent.

You need to know everything on a subject that even the experts resort to the fact that nobody knows anything.

You get little pay, but the occasional large dividend and a very handsome pension plan if you're successful.

There are ways to tell if parents are bad (think Michael Jackson),

But it is a lot harder to tell if a parent is good,

Other than their child's opinion.

But more often than not, a child does not know if they have a good parent,

Because the world that they are brought up in is all they have ever known.

To those who have seen/heard of families that is not their own,

That is when they appreciate or understand more of their own.

In conclusion, after much rambling,

This is a shoutout to all the parents out there,

Who're doing their best to do the best for their children,

Keep it up!

Apologies

2008-12-16T10:07:00.002+08:00

Dear Winnie,

I'm sorry isn't enough to convey my deepest apologies for losing your phone and messing up your computer.
I know you put a lot of effort into collecting other people's numbers and now if you want them back, you have to ask for them all over again. Perhaps, if you want, I can help you type in the numbers that I have on my phone or from another source aka. Facebook.
About your computer, I had a recurring dream that kept me awake about being at your laptop, and everything was working fine and I was saving your precious effort filled power point presentation onto a thumb drive.
I can't do a lot to help you recover it now, I can only pray Mr. Chia is up to the task.
If you need my help, either to help you source information or to just type while you dictate, I would be glad to help you in that way.

I'm not normally the type to dwell on mistakes, I prefer to look back at them once they have been solved and planning how to avoid them in the future.
I know times will probably get harder before they get any easier. I can assure you that I will be there for you thick and thin, doing what it is that you need me to do.
This is an apology with an aimed resolution at ensuring you that I whatever it is you require from me, I will do my very best to provide.

I'm sorry.

Love,

Lyon

Ramblings no. 8===D----(*)

2008-10-30T22:37:00.002+08:00

What is it about music that makes it so appealing?

There is no natural primal response to it, because evolution -wise, music wouldn't exist because it has no survival purposes (although I know some of you who would beg to differ, but let's keep that discussion to another day).

I suppose music was created to try and imitate the sounds of nature.

The beat of any music can literally sometimes imitate the beating of your heart.

Perhaps this is really the way music magically moves us.

The lyrics are to give it meaning, to inspire a message (or at least, that was the intention),

the beat for us to remember it and keep it in our hearts.

For some of us, the heart (beat) matters more than the (brain) message.

And on every level, it's usually the songs that tug at both that make the best songs.

Let me fill you in on songs that I find good examples of this:

Justin Timberlake's - Losing My Way

Joss Stone's - Fell In Love With a Boy

Jack Johnson's - Banana Pancakes

LeAnn Rimes - How Do I Live Without You

Faith Hill - There You'll Be

and any song by I think is my current favorite artist of all time, Jay-Z.

of whom this post is actually dedicated to.

Thought no. u4393272

2008-10-30T22:30:00.002+08:00

My housemate recently asked me a question,

How would I describe her in one word?

I told her that I found that rather impossible, because a person can't really be described by just one word.

God knows it hasn't stopped people from trying (eg. my mum did this to my friends as well on my behalf).

It took me a day, some silent thinking in my own head (which is where I doth disappear to when I stay silent for long. Either that or I'm reading comics), I came up with a word, that does describe her in one word BUT requiring a lot of explanation in order to convince anyone of it's relevance.

The word is : Love.

Living with her for nearly 2 years, knowing her for nearly 3,

I can say that she can be described by the word Love.

She loves her life, although it does not in any way mean that it is perfect, she'll be the first to tell you that.

She loves what she does, although sometimes, with all great loves, it goes through its emotional ups and downs.

She loves putting herself through challenges, she loves making herself a better person.

She basically puts her love into everything that she does.

Obviously that there is so much more to her than just this, but if I were to describe her in one word to you, it would be Love...with a lengthy explanation of why.

And she wanted me to post this up btw.

Serious Shit

2008-10-25T20:45:00.002+08:00

I love my kids.

They don't exist, but yet in my mind, I can picture them.

I can picture holding a baby in my arms, cradling them in my embrace, one arm on their buttock, the other forearm supporting their back.

Looking at them all wrapped up in a little bundle with their eyes not even open and their mouths just breathing in lightly. Their little arms just moving about in a soft gentle toylike way.

I see them crawling around in their diapers and shirt.

One hand in front of the other, slowly moving towards me and touching my face in their childlike innocence.

Seeing them gurgle and laugh and spout gibberish-ish nonsense.

And if they accidentally bump into a wall, or draw all over it, I'll make sure that they're ok and laugh about it later.

Seeing them taking their baby steps. Maybe not their first, but when they're just walking about slowly.

Magical moment I'm hoping will happen will be when they look at me and start waddling over to me and hugging my leg.

And if they fall, I'll be there to pick them up and let them know its going to be alright.

And when they're older, I'll take them to school and pick them up and ask them about their day and what they learned and who's in their class and who did what.

And we'll stop by for some grocery shopping and they'll complain and I'll promise that it won't take too long and make sure they come down with me.

I'll teach them how to buy fruits and vegetables. How to recognize which food is good and which isn't.

Then as they grow older, they won't need me as much.

But I will promise them that I will be there for them if they ever need me and that they can be honest with me because I will try to understand what they're going through and do my best to help them get through their problems.

And then I'll be there for them when they make a decision to commit to another person for the rest of their life (divorces not withstanding) and offer them my congratulations and wish them all the happiness in the world as they have brought me so much joy even before they were born.

And before I take my sorry ass to the great beyond, I'll see my grandkids, walking and looking around the room for something to walk towards. And they'll turn to me, look into my eyes and start walking towards me until they hug my leg.

The End.

Rambling no.47

2008-10-25T18:56:00.005+08:00

To each their own:

Certain principles in life, each of us have.

Some of us place our studies above all others, forgoing certain privileges of friendship in order to better prepare for the future or for the sake of knowledge.

Some of us idealize the concept of a all-in-one life, where we try to spread ourselves over a variety of enriching activities in order to gain the fullest utility from this one-and-only lifetime (no beef with those of you who believe in reincarnation, but I doubt I'll remember this lifetime when i'm over and done).

But in any case, this isn't going to be making a case of what you should do with your life.

Nor what is the right or the wrong path.

It's just a rhetoric about our choices in life,

And its eventual consequences.

Einstein once said in his third law of physics, that is a law that everything in this universe must follow,

For each Action, there must be an equal and opposite Reaction.

And us, being human beings, and therefore a part of the universe,

each Action we take, past, present or future, will have Reactions in our life.

For those of you who are living your life with fun and carefreeness in mind, <= action

you may find out that the future may not be so kind as to allow you to continue such behaviour <=reaction

But who knows, you may be one of the lucky few who can live off inheritance or rich spouses or rich siblings. In that case, won't you share the wealth with yours truly?

If you're busy studying and trying to make something of yourself <=action

Then it is entirely likely in the future, if you're doing it properly, that it will payoff in slow but steady dividends <=reaction

You could also be part of the unlucky few that has a character flaw that prevents them from moving ahead in the world as they should because of their talent. In that case, don't give up.

Persevere, find another way, ask your friends for help or their advice, get professional advice, read a self help book. Don't ever stop DOING because if you do then it is no one else's fault but your own when you fail because YOU gave up. <=action

You will eventually succeed. <=reaction.

(Plus, there are just too many motivational advertisements and books out there that are so awesome. Have you seen the Michael Jordan one where he goes, "I've failed so many times in my life. And that is why, I succeed". Awesome.)

In any case, how you live your life is up to you.

I'm just the messenger with the words that summed up,

All our actions (or lack of) will have consequences.

And you can bet your bottom dollar on that.

Thought no. and a half.

2008-10-24T16:52:00.003+08:00

Nowadays it seems if you are well known throughout the general populace, you must have been involved in a sex scandal.

It seems to be the only way for you to truly leave your mark and be made memorable.

Here's a thought that after discussing with my friend, could use an extra point of view (or 2, or 3, or 4...)

Is that...well...should politicians be allowed to keep their job after being involved in a sex scandal?

I mean, as an adult, video-taping yourself having sex...just seems normal (albeit a bit kinky, but not what we're here to talk about).

Keeping it private, sometimes easier said than done. (speaking of which, how do these things leak anyway? if you made a video that you SHOULD be embarrassed about, wouldn't you delete it or keep it in a place where nobody would ever look?)

Or if you just had plain sex with someone whom you weren't supposed to and the public found out.

Consequentially, people are going to have a distorted image of you (or if you performed really well, maybe a positively distorted one?).

But does it affect the way you run your office?

Does it make you any worse, that as an elected official who is supposed to represent the people, since you had sex (regardless with whom)?

I guess my view is that people elected you because they believe in your ability to make rational decisions that will help affect their lives for the better.

Who you have sex with might as well be your own problem, as I do believe in the separation of personal and business.

What do you think?

Disclaimer: my point of view which i do not impose upon you, so kindly please share yours but do not impose it into me. Thank you!

The Dark Knight

2008-10-23T21:19:00.001+08:00

I've watched the Dark Knight.
It's a very good film.
It's tragic, but good.
I've forgotten the last time since I've watched a film that I have come out so emotionally affected.
It really pulls at your heart strings, this film.
It gives you pause and makes you wonder about your life.
The film is about chaos and anarchy.
And about people. People like us, living our everyday lives without ever knowing the sacrifices that others are willing to make for the greater good.
It is a superhero movie, true.
But in this movie, where the villain communicates more with the public, is a voice that compels people to return to their basest instinct of survival is very much a reminiscent of the times we are in.
Where doing good isn't always in our best interest.
Where we are more likely to profit by destroying what others have built, by ignoring our own morality in order for our own personal gain.
It doesn't help that others are so willing to do the same to us.
The Joker, played beautifully by Heath Ledger, is us.
The collective voice that silently but surely moves in selfish ways.
It is not evil. It is purely animalistic instinct. Survival of the fittest. Where morals could get you killed.
And then there is the voice that gives us reason.
That is what makes us human.
The voice of compassion, love and reason.
The voice of what Batman stands for.
He is us as well. Moving with the purpose of good, but much more silent than the collective unison.
How a singular person's actions can inspire. Can lead us to being better than we are. And we should always try to achieve more than we already have so that the future will be brighter for all.
And Harvey Dent is a mirror for all of us.
We all try to do the right things. Try to bring people out of the darkness. Sometimes we resort to dark methods in order to achieve this. Sometimes we do it out of selfish motivation, or selfless in some instances.
But all it takes is a singular event to destroy our faith. To make all that was right, wrong and to turn us into people who are willing to do nothing and leave things up to chance.
This film isn't about a comic.
It's about us.
We are able to connect so well with the characters because they are a mirror of us. Or who we could be.
And why now I feel as if this movie has affected me much more than any other film before.

Thought no.44678994455772Nine

2008-10-13T19:14:00.002+08:00

The Mortality of Morality.

In this age of...well, in this age, morality is a question that doesn't come up often nor is it praised but is often highly criticized.

Whether it exists in the form of a bro code, a sisterhood pact or personal feelings, it is something to think about.

Do the ends justify the means?

Do intentions necessarily translate into effort and result?

Why do good? For the sake of doing good (unsustainable at times)? Religious reasons (full of question marks and loopholes as well)? Or karma (which would make you a hypocrite)?

Is betrayal really so wrong? Survival of the fittest is a primal instinct. Natural selection has assured us of that. We are primed to take care of ourselves (and perhaps our genes, which explains parental protection) and putting ourselves first. Is this wrong when it is nature?

Friends are not just stepping stones for us to put ourselves up higher. Relationships need to be mutually beneficial in order for them to be sustained.

Where am I going with this? I wonder that myself.

I suppose I want to raise the question to myself and to ask it of you, what questionable grey area's of morality have you placed yourself in lately?

And what decision have you made?

N.E.R.D (from Facebook)

2008-09-27T20:25:00.000+08:00

Once upon a time in ANU,
There lived an amazing piece of software that helped change the student populace's lives.
It was a platform where socializing in the form of the latest downloads occurred,
Where common interests were captured,
Where we could look into each others daily lives,
And share our own.
No matter which incarnation you used, no matter which version, around ANU it was called DC.

It was the worst of times,
It was the best of times.
Any student on campus had unlimited access to files that other people were willing to share.
In fact, it was encouraged with those sharing less than a minimum amount kicked out.
T'was such happy times, where those who lived off campus, or had a broadband plan would pass it to one of their friends on campus and it would spread like wildfire.
Did it affect our studies? Yes.
But for those of us who weren't completely addicted, it affected us in a positive way.
Allowing us to escape for a moment, the reality, the dreariness of study,
To recharge ourselves before returning to the reason we came to university.

Alas, like all good things, this one had to end.
Many theories abounded, fact, fiction, rumors and truths.
The official version is that it was shut down because of copyrighting laws.
Other sources quote a jealous girlfriend who despised DC because it took away her boyfriend's time.
Efforts to revive it ended up in the potential savior being fined and thus shutting it down forever.

Fast forward to present day.
The TV series have returned in the fall after extended delay due to the writer's strike.
And they come back, stronger than ever, with writers hoping to draw in old and new viewers alike with strong plot lines and new twists on old characters.
DC no longer existed, but the concept of getting series from broadband users has not.
In fact, via the death of DC, hope springs anew in the form of an old friend, MSN.
Contacts established via normal socializing, or via DC prior to its demise, are still able to share their files and folders with others on campus at no charge to their SDA quota.

In essence, I suppose I am trying to capture that No one Ever Really Dies: N.E.R.D.
Good things, although they may demise in one generation,
Will always find a way to carry on, springing up in the next via old ways or new.
This gives me a sense of hope, that as a human race, we are not doomed to evil.
Rather we are, as a majority, harbingers of good, once we have been exposed to it once.

Take heart that when you are down, and when things look bleak,
Look around and you will be able to find that in places you didn't think you'd find it,
The goodness of the human heart.
I hope it'll make your day a bit brighter.
I know it did for me.

darkmatrix.ath.cx
Mad props to all of you who kept it running.
Cheers to all of you.

Ramblings no. 0.675

2008-09-26T20:08:00.003+08:00

I'm writing this down,
In the format of a song,
which is so annoying,
because there is no music,
playing in the background.

I don't know why you'd do this,
the copy and paste function,
of your computer,
used to do such shit

If I wanted lyrics to a song,
I'd go to www.lyricsaz.com
or www.lyrics.astraweb.com,
Not to your facebook,
Nor to your blog.

Maybe you like the words,
maybe you want to share,
but do you have to do it this way?
No, no you don't.

Write something about how,
the song makes you feel,
or that you really like it,
put it in your favorite list of music,
or add an application that does that.

But just copying and pasting a song,
and just posting it up at places randomly,
is annoying to me,
So please stop doing that,
If you care what I think.

If you are offended,
then I challenge you,
To copy and paste a song,
Instead of using your own words,
Since it's what you like to do anyway.

Cheerio ole chaps!

Ramblings no.23.5

2008-09-21T02:15:00.001+08:00

Obama won!!

Ramblings no. 23

2008-09-18T21:03:00.003+08:00

It's so hard for me to remember dreams.
Usually I wake up and then I tell myself, that was an interesting dream. I should remember it and tell someone about it later.
And then after I take a crap, the gist of the dream is usually gone as well.

Anyway, enough of personal hygiene. This post is about dreams, and I finally remembered one!!
(Fireworks, Cheers, Whistles!)

This dream was...surprisingly about Hilary and Obama (the American democratic ones)?
Playing out like an episode of Gossip Girl with much drama and oddness,
it began as it would, about an election. (?Where is this dream going?)
Turns out good ole' Bill managed to stay in power during his tenure in the WhiteHouse (how this got to be referred to as another word for toilet, I'll never know) despite "THAT" scandal.
And as it stands, it seems good ole' Bill is using his power to get Hilary into the presidential nominee of the Democratic party by abusing his presidential powers (gasp!) by barring press releases of both candidates background checks. He also ends up with his foot in his mouth by making contradictory statements that undermine his power and respect in his administration more so than the already publicized sex scandal.
So what turns into a fair election is now a chaotic shambles with much scandal, gossip and political analyst (anal-yst...haha) running amok in the streets.

In any case, that's where my dream ended.
Kinda funny dream if you think about it, since Obama did win in the end.
But it does make you wonder...

Ramblings no.62

2008-09-17T21:43:00.002+08:00

Who are you so desperate to get into power that you are willing to sacrifice so much for?

Ramblings no.5

2008-09-12T21:26:00.002+08:00

I've heard of rumors flying about of the existence of a 3rd Batman installment.
As you may or may not know, I had a deep emotional connection to the 2nd film, as in, it touched me deeply as it portrayed us perfectly as human beings. (for more, facebook has my note).

In any case, all this talk about a 3rd film's villain had me thinking,
the ending to The Dark Knight was about how Batman has officially turned from vigilante to fugitive. That he willingly sacrificed himself to ensure Gotham has a brighter future, so that Harvey Dent's legacy would be one of good and never evil.

Therefore, to ensure the continuity of a good film, the "villain" in this case would therefore have to be someone hunting down Batman in the name of good. A vigilante hunting a fugitive.
Therefore throw out characters like Riddler, Penguin, Catwoman, Poison Ivy, Clayface, Killer Croc, Mr. Freeze (some would be too science fiction for good fiction such as Batman films) anyway.

My picks for potential villains:
Bane: From the comics, immigrant inmate whom trains his body and mind in order to take over Gotham and is experimented on with the drug "Venom" to enhance his body. Breaks Batman's back.
Azreal: Cult worshipper who takes down Bane and whom in turn gets taken down by Batman.
Red Hood: Jason Todd, former Robin. Differing philosophy with Batman about not killing villains/people in particular as it doesn't "scare" them enough.
Black Mask: Recently featured Batman villain, very organized crime mafia type with a taste for torture and violence.

All these are just suggestions. But actually I rather make a guess about what the 3rd movie will be about rather than the villains.
The 1st was to introduce the character, explain his motivations and to set up for the 2nd movie. Honestly, wasn't a great film, but was a solid one in its purpose.
The 2nd one was about building a character, exposing the sides of human nature and ultimately ending up with the good guy sacrificing himself for the greater good.

Hence, my guess for the 3rd film would be about Batman dealing with the consequences of his decision. How it affects him in his normal "life" where dealing with criminal activities is balanced with not being caught/killed by the police. Followed by the introduction of a new villain who is seen as Gotham's new saviour who then proceeds to systematically take down Batman. Batman wonders whether to resist as he wants Gotham to be taken out of the shadows and to compound the arguement, what's one more sacrifice other than the ultimate one, the Death of Batman?

Ironically, the villain could be Edward Nigma (but not the Riddler, mind you), a genius private investigator who is solving impossible cases and cleaning up Gotham with a brilliant mind and powerful masterstrokes that expose criminals leading to their arrest. Batman's motive triumphs but Batman does not.
Only ending I can see (rainbow optimistically) would be a new threat faces Gotham and Edward is unable to solve it leading to Batman being called upon once again and the ending being an understanding and a "show" of cat and mouse between the two "enemies" turned friends.

Ramblings Black

2008-09-03T22:50:00.002+08:00

I'm probably not the first person to do this, but what the hey, the thought occurred to me and so here I am.

The title of this post is because playing basketball with ANU team, just kicked ass of a team called Rambler's Black. Hence...well, you know...

Anyway, what this post is about is about how people apologize about their lack of posts in their own blogs.
I'm definitely not one to update you on my personal life day after day (though I just kinda of did above) it seems that some people find it an obligation of sorts to constantly write down events that happen in their everyday life for our amusement as readers.

But as I know, writing itself takes up part of time and hence therefore life.
And they do write out of the goodness of their hearts (except those who are getting paid via salary for it then its their job and they had better damn well be good at it).
Or they do it as a way for them to express themselves, vent, lalala, psycho babble talk.

Also, while we're on the subject, how do these people force themselves to sit down in front of their computer and start writing something about their day?
I suppose if something were to occur in your life everyday, there would be something to write about.
But to over-dramatize and to exaggerate the things that happen in your life in order to make it more interesting...well that's just sad...

I don't write in my blog a lot because well...I happen to think I have better things to do with my time than to write random nonsense here.
Other than this bunch of random nonsense that I have already written and if I were to not publish it, it would be a waste of MY time.

Awesome. Being the word of the...year?

Your Thoughts

2008-08-08T18:31:00.003+08:00

Dear Reader,

I make mistakes.
I would like to apologize for them.

I realize some of them may have done you harm, or tarnished that of my own image in your minds.
If I have offended you in any way, please, let me know.
I am open to constructive criticism (if done without intention of causing me pain or offense).

For what am I if I do not learn from that I have done wrong?
I would be a stagnant pool, where there is no evidence of living.

Worry not that your words affect me to such extremes,
For I am a living, breathing person capable of thinking over such things prior to incorporating them into my daily life.

It is my desire to avoid mistakes,
And if I do make them is to correct them.
If I cannot, then it is for me to understand the why and to see if there is anything more I can do.

It may not be your place to judge,
But it is to have an opinion and to have a point of view.
So please, if ever you feel like it, let me know.
I am here, I am alive and I am open to what you have to say.

Preaching 1

2008-08-03T02:01:00.003+08:00

Dear Reader,

Throughout my travels I have seen many a couple argue or mis-communicate amongst each other countless times and I myself have been involved in more than a few of these.

But one thing I have noticed that has stayed constant throughout is that one party will have a "emotional" side to the topic while the other will try to "rationalize" it.
Usually one will be giving off emotional responses while the other attempts to trivialize the emotional response via rationalization, eg. giving reason/justification for it, knowing you are right in that situation.

However, one usually ignored topic during such conversation is the rationalization of the emotional side of the conflict.
There is a reason people feel the way they feel. And by not understanding this reason, it leads to more misunderstanding, more deviation as to what is the real root cause of the problem.

It is easy to think of what you want to say during an arguement.
It is harder for you to keep quiet and listen, without thinking of the point you want to argue.
It is in the best interest for both parties to attempt to understand the situation the other person is in prior to launching into a tirade of words that get either parties no where.

It is fine to let your emotions loose.
Do it appropriately.
Do not misdirect it to those who are innocent of it.
Find a way to direct and channel that anger into something that will release it and calm you down.
There is no way to empathize while you are in emotional turmoil. Make sure that both parties are aware of it.

Bear in mind, I am not perfect.
I would not say that this is the only solution.
This is what I have observed and what I am putting into notation for future reference.
Read and think about what I have just said.
If it doesn't apply to you, fine.
If it does, maybe you should do something about it.

Either way, this is where my Preaching ends.
I do not claim to be perfect,
but it does not stop me from thinking.

Advice? No.99

2008-07-24T19:04:00.002+08:00

If you're trying to think of what you were about to say, that means you weren't really listening.

Friendships should be Pareto Efficient or symbiotic depending on which stream you are studying.

Keeping things the way they are does nothing to inspire change.

Change is good. If it works, you would have changed things for the better. If it doesn't you would know that changing things in that particular way, at that particular time doesn't work under those circumstances.

Focus on the big picture and how the small picture relates to the bigger one.

Asking for help is not a sign of weakness. It is a sign that you are strong enough to take criticism for what you have or have not done and being brave enough to encourage change with something you are dissatisfied with.

Listen to what people are telling you but don't take it too heart without thinking about it.

Hating requires energy that can be better used elsewhere.

Watch where you direct your anger.

Use what you do in your everyday life to make yourself a bit happier everyday.

Learn a way to enjoy the things that you do and you will be so much better at them and most of all, be happier with yourself.

Political Incorrectness no.27

2008-06-12T20:37:00.002+08:00

To the Australians:

Free BBQ! Free Sausages!

To Malaysians:

Free Samples in Jusco! Free (item) in this place!

To the rest of the world:

Free Tibet?

Disclaimer: This is a joke. If you don't get it or find that its in poor taste, well your sense of humour differs from mine and lets leave it at that. Cheers!

Thought no. 66

2008-06-07T20:35:00.002+08:00

A man saw a sign at the side of the highway, "Question Everything"

A few days later, he passed by the same sign only to have it read below it, "Why?"

Thought no.467

2008-06-07T20:33:00.000+08:00

Is there anything in excess that is good for you?

And not be arguable?

Thought no. 77

2008-04-02T19:23:00.002+08:00

You know the saying, "There's an exception to every rule"?

It's been used so much, I do believe it has become a rule in itself.

Therefore, because there is an exception to every rule
and the rule in question here is "there is an exception to every rule"
then using that sense, there is a rule with no exception.

Holla if you dig it.

Btw, if you haven't heard, is farting a part of our respiratory system?

Quotable Quotes

2008-02-27T18:57:00.004+08:00

Will reader's digest sue me for this?
that ought to get me some publicity. maybe this blog will generate muchos hits that way too.

Anywayyyy...
this post is dedicated to the memory of people in my life who have made some very memorable quotes that I am afraid will just fade away with time.
But they shouldn't.
They should be immortalized because they're either funny or extremely stupid.

"Cream of the Crap" - AU (bad trend using ppl's initials to avoid names)
"Ca-da-bur-ree" (Cadbury) - AU
"You just got jizzed on" - PM, AU
"Nigga!" - AU
"Fack off" - DB (initials? not really sure)
"I'm the first white malaysian" - EK
"No, she's we-ning" - AS
"I have a cunning plan" - OTS
"I'm so full of shit" - HEG
"Stop singing" - AS
"...free range eggs" "Who cares?" - OTS
"your mama explode" - ASS (not kidding)

There's probably more. I know there is.
Can't really think of more now anyway. Just drop a comment off if you remember one that's funny or extremely memorable.
Just cos'.

Rambling no.46

2008-02-25T13:44:00.003+08:00

Nigger!! - is so not derogatory anymore.

I mean, probably back then, when all that shit happened between the black and the whites, it was used as an insult and to demean their race.

But today, it's a term that has found a home in modern culture.
In fact, from what I know about it

(which isn't a lot considering i'm ignorant, so forgive me for those of you who take offense. but why do i still mention it? because its in my head and i feel a need to put it down on a "written" format so i don't verbally voice it out at an inappropriate moment),

nigger/nigga, when i use it is usually to exclaim surprise or to acknowledge when somebody has done something suprising. don't think i've ever used in on a friend before, eg. you're my nigga. guess it just sounds wrong cos i ain't black.

but one thing in all seriousness though. this word may have been used primarily as insults for the race of darker skinned people some time ago (short, long, my history sucks), but now its mostly (mostly, but i do acknowledge, not all the time) used as a term of respect or endearment towards a friend.
also, i find africans/african american (notice how i use politically correct terms now) tres cool for their (perhaps, maybe even unfairly, socially stereotyped) ability to dance, play sports, rap, make baggy clothes look cool, wear bling nicely and (although i know nothing about it), their culture.

this is just me actually having some verbal dierrhea right now. better on the internet with many "open bracket", "close bracket" than in real life where those don't happen often in everyday conversation.

oh btw, for the curious, go to www.urbandictionary.com .

Ramblings no. 667

2008-02-13T18:33:00.003+08:00

when you say,
"i don't know how to drink"
or,
"i don't know how to eat"
in response to when people ask you to eat or drink something,

you sound retarded.

if you hear these words coming out of your mouth, they don't sound so bad.
but if you listen or actually read them carefully,
do you realize, how stupid they sound?

read carefully. with your knowledge of english, tell me now, what does that sound like?

to me, just an observation, you know,
it sounds to me its as if
for "i don't know how to eat", you don't know how to put edible objects into your mouth and chew on them until they are small enough to swallow.
and for "i don't know how to drink", you don't know how to put drinkable liquids into your mouth and swallow them without choking/drowning yourself half to death.

maybe this is the way you're used to saying it.
maybe its because you don't know how to say "i don't eat this" or " i don't drink this" (if you don't, now you do).
all i know is, i write this now, so that if you see me smiling and making the same old same old joke about it, at least now, you know why.

oh btw, if you decide to blast me for laughing at your shortcomings or pointing them out to the rest of the world, consider carefully that this exposes you as
1) a person who can't speak english properly
2) is unwilling to learn (tsk tsk, a bad attitude indeed) when someone, eg I, tries to correct you

I'm not perfect, but I am willing to learn. And if I do make mistakes, i'll admit them and try my best to correct them. So adopt this attitude, see the humour in life and much peace adn (intentionally misspelled to let you know i'm human) love to y'all.

Thought no. 901

2008-02-13T18:10:00.003+08:00

while i was talking to a good ole' friend of mine (whom i haven't seen for 2 years now), we'll call him Mr. CTKS, he mentioned a phrase that got me thinking.

the phrase being "kick the bucket"

i know it means death (if you didn't, now you do).

BUT!! how did kicking an inanimate object whose main purpose is to hold liquid,
become associated with death?

I mean, was like a "kick to the nuts" rightfully describes pain to the threshold of death. but the bucket? ~.-?

What happens when you kick an actual bucket in real life might help describe this analogy. You kick a bucket, it topples over, thus spilling out some liquid (if it holds any) and you may get a crack on it.

Nope. No connection with death...at least none that I can see.

My only explanation for this symbolism, is that back in the day, some douche on a ventilator decided to kick a metal bucket that ricocheted off another object hitting his ventilator causing him to die.
Hence, you know, he kicked the bucket.

My Mother

2008-02-10T19:49:00.000+08:00

If you think some people can be frustrating,
please, hear about mine first.

This list is for me to vent out some pent up frustrations,
and hopefully aleviate your own sufferance about another person.

Allow me to list what I...dislike about....

TA-DA-DA-DA!
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MY MOTHER! (20 points for you who guessed before reading that)

1. Never admitting she is wrong
(Never may be a strong word, but I have NEVER [seriously NEVER] heard her utter a word of apology or "I am wrong" to me nor my family members before)
eg. I broke a plate, I'm wrong. She drops something, its the fault of the object, the floor, a horoscope or whatever happened to be affecting her at some point. As long as it wasn't her per se (even when it really is her fault when she's clumsy)

2. Not listen to people. Period.
eg. My dad giving her advice on her golf swing. Me giving her advice to pursue a scholarship to England instead of Australia (she almost lost both due to her inability to decide)

2.5. Her inability to decide.

3. Her thirst for revenge on her enemies and justifying it morally anyway.
(For those of you out there, Revenge is WRONG! it is EVIL! it is not something that you can justify doing to anyone whatsoever. AND even if you do fulfill it, all it starts is a new cycle of hatred and revenge. So there!)
eg. in her own words, "I go to church...so that I can pray that something bad happens to those who have wronged me"

4. Her stinginess.
eg. not opening the gate fully so that electricity won't be wasted, using laundry water (the dirty stuff) to "wash" the driveway and sometimes her car.

5. Her lack of an ability to make friends with people who do not share the same opinion as her.
eg. everyone of my friends, my brother's friends and my father's friends.

6. Her love of embarassing other people (mostly me).
eg. Liking to repeat stories I'd rather reserve for those more intimate to me or those I'm close to.

7. Her unreasonableness.
eg. why would you want a large house when there are only going to be 2 (or 3) people staying in it?

8. Her Stubborness.
eg. see no.1

9. Her inability to throw anything away.
eg. there are about 9 stacks of her files in my house. And she complains about the lack of space.

10. Her endless list of complaints.
eg. I want a bigger house (but I refuse to pay a dime for it), why are there so many mosquitoes? (because of the big ass tree behind our house), our garden not as nice as other ppl's (even though I put a minimalistic amount of effort and finance into it)

11. She really...really, really cant stop talking.
eg. eating, watching tv, reading. Sleeping as an exception. And she talks about the most nonsensical things that I can't mention here as part of her privacy.

12. Her inability to compromise
eg. I offer her a win-win compromise, she offers the she win I lose (everytime).

13. Her Pride (sometimes at not doing anything)
eg. "Wow, your mangoes very sweet ah aunty"
"Yeah, the tree grow by itself wan. I never water, never take care of it"
Me: "Yeap. Just like me"

14. Her cowardice
eg. She boasts to me that she did this, did that, said this, said that to people who made her angry
and when I ask, "did you actually say that to their faces?"
the answer, everytime, a big fat "No, but I was thinking it..."
=.=|||
and I don't think she's ever stood up to me when I scold her. She does slink away and make some excuses tho. =).

Thought no 499

2008-02-03T00:42:00.000+08:00

where did the term "the birds and the bees" come from?

how the hell did you associate birds and bees with sex?

i mean, i've never seen them mate and i dont understand the correlation...

Rambling no 467

2008-02-01T22:43:00.000+08:00

Kleber should be a word.

Kleber - cleverness used in an inappropriate way, mostly in humour.

Y should be a vowel.

Y not?

Thought no. 261

2008-02-01T13:28:00.001+08:00

does anybody else wonder what Sean Paul is trying to say sometimes in his songs?

well...imagine if one day sean paul decided to communicate from the dead.

and his medium is like rapping out some reggae verses.

who the hell would have understood what he was saying?

thought 240

2008-01-31T11:24:00.000+08:00

who were the other people that lost their lives in the same bus accident as lee nian ning?

thought 221

2008-01-30T22:27:00.001+08:00

i remember krish told me to put a paper napkin around my pie while microwaving it to keep it moist.

He claims he learned this from someone else. And that everybody knows this...

But who did this first? And how did they ever think of putting a paper napkin around a pie to keep it moist?

I mean seriously, who thinks up this stuff? And how?

Rambling 369

2008-01-30T22:08:00.004+08:00

Chicken or the egg?

I say chicken because via evolution an animal would probably have evolved into a chicken prior to laying an egg.

Well...technically, enough evolution would have produced an animal that would have laid an egg that would have hatched into the first chickens that would inbreed and create more chickens until they created the current "perfect" evolutionary chickens.

Thought no.312

2008-01-30T22:08:00.003+08:00

if you actually listened to your mother,

and had not talked to strangers...

how did we ever make any friends?

You Bite, ~Ha-Cheu~ *sneezes*