Not a pleasant entry...

I'm not in a very good mood right now... You wanna know why? Well, I'm not going to care if you want to know or not... i'm going to write it. If you don't want to, for whatever reason, then just don't carry on reading.

1) I'm viewed as a problem solver. Damn, I've got enough problems of my own. It's not like I'm totally carefree and easy that I can spend all my efforts solving some other person's shit. Ok, although I'm hounoured and very priviledged to be the one that people go to when they need a listening ear, or a second opinion, or the "problem-solver"; but PLEASE, at least make an attempt to tackle the problems yourself first! Heck, I'll be comforted if a half-hearted, or even quarter-hearted attempt is tried before someone comes running to me crying 'cos some bitch or some jerk failed to return a smile, or that you have ants crawling up your pants. DaMn...

2) This is just a spill-over of my bad mood. I was in a bus, on the way home from dinner. Guess what, there was these 2 assholes across the aisle. Normally, people across the isle would be termed as "people across the aisle", except that they were playing some jerk-ass tune out of their handphone, treating it as a bloody boom-box. Newsflash f***ers, it was a bus, not a park. Even if it was a park, a bloody boombox is not something you play without a party. It would have been marginally comforting if they were playing a nice tune, hell, even an ok one, but they were playing god-knows-what... it was definitely not something played on radio. Why?.. 'cos it is not up to standard. And they were laughing and cracking jokes... Maybe they were gay.

3) Good-enough is not good enough. Maybe this is the source of my piss-off-ness.

P.S. I'm halfway through a can of Carlsberg. "It's probably the best beer in town". To me, it IS the goddamn best beer in town. Fans of Tiger, feel free to rebutt...

Damn Cute....

Has anyone seen the advert by McDonald's on TV? The one about the fillet 0'fish. Haha, i thinks its very cute and warming. It's the one where a lady has just gotten home and is in the kitchen. She unwraps her purchases, which includes a ...., a Mc Fillet 0'fish!!! and who should smell the whiff of a crisp fish but a cat. haha, and he zips for the house and does a running flying jump through the pet-hole... or so he thought. Smacks his head on the door and falls stunneded. the lady makes a scrunched up face.... wanna know why i said the cat in the advert is a he? 'cos girls aren't that one-tracked in their minds...

Thought Drought

Apologies my dear loyal readers,

I am currently undergoing somewhat of a though-drought recently, which explains the lack of entries lately. But as and when I am inspired, there will be another posting. This I promise you. This will be an unforgettable ride.....

Confused....

Should I? Or should I not? People have told me to weigh the pros and cons, to do a cost-benefit analysis, but is it as simple as putting all the good on one plate and the bad on the other? This isn't arithmetic... I can't bloody put things in a black and white scale, and do simple addition. Every action has a reaction. Every thing that happens is an effect of an earlier action, and is a cause for a later action. Damn...why must things in the world be so intrinsically interwined? If saying so, won't that make everything and everyone be unprofessional? What is professionalism? Is it being able to block everything else that has no direct impact on the situation out of the equation? One has to keep all other thoughts and distractions out of one's mind, in order to be completely focused on the job at hand. But if every action has a reaction, which becomes the cause of a later effect, then how can one be completely insulated from the world around? If so, can anyone really be professional?

Real illusion

What is real? What is illusion?

Is the computer monitor right in front of your eyes this very moment, real, or fake? Are things that can be seen and felt be considered real? Can you touch it? Probably. This makes it real right? But can you see the wiring, and CRTs or LCD circuitry? You know that they are there. That makes them real? But you can't see them... Based on the previous definition, they should not be real. But yet, you knoow they are there. In this case, if things that can't be seen, but someone KNOWS that they are there, can these things be considered real? If so, does it mean that anything anyone believes that is there, or/and should be there, be considered real then.

The same thing can be regarded to gods and deities and saints. Are they real? Believers will say, without the shadow of a doubt, YES. But has anyone seen them before? Proabably not. So, how can they be real? "Oh I'll see them when I get to the other side" is a typical answer. Acceptable, but no one here and now, on this plane, can be testament to that, can they? When one crosses over, he is there for good... no way of communicating with this plane of existence. So, for us still on this world, are gods and deities and saints real?

So, what exactly is real? And what is illusion?

To me, something that is real, is something I BELIEVE to be present, or in existence. What I believe, someone else may not. Or everybody else in the world may not. But I do. That makes that thing real, doesn't it?

But then again, what exactly is real? And what is illusion? I'm actually not here. What you see is not here. I am TELLING you, that it is REALLY NOT HERE!!! But you probably wouldn't believe me, right? So is this real? or not... ...

Friendster Testimonial

Heya peeps!
Following is an excerpt from my friendster page, that one of my oldest friends wrote. Personally, I haven't watched the show yet, so I can't say anything about it now. Buut i'm gonna find a nice DVD outlet with a cute girl @s the cashier, and I'm gonna get a copy of it s0o. This I promise you... ...

So here goes....

" yo! (his favourite opening statement in
msn's...)
aniwae, gerald (aka jiekai) is my lon9g
known fren.. n i mean LONG KNOWN...
got to noe him as early as... 1989?
1990??? more or less there... well, let
mi say something abt this guy:

Before Sunrise's a very nice movie, n the
male lead somehow reminded mi of him
at certain parts of the movie... not very
sure y though... perhaps it's the way he
(they?) toks...the way he tries to
persuade or tok to someone...the tone
probably... n method? maybe... haha...
that's abt all for the movie issue...
All in all, gerald's a nice chap to
befriend... and a cool guy to find
company wif :D "


cool huh?! maybe I should consider getting a job as a performing artiste. Hmmm.... my face on billboards, appearing as the guest in Trivia shows, quoted in 8Days and iWeekly, commercial and spokesperson dealerships.... wowZ.......

HEY! any commercial casting agents or producers readin' this?????

Mothers - The "Forgotten" Breed

THE FOLLOWING IS AN UNCUT, UNEDITED, UNTALENTED ARTICLE FROM MY SECONDARY 2 DAYS.

Mothers - The "Forgotten" Breed

More than once have I heard elderly women saying that the younger generation of females have forgotten their roots. They say that these women are becoming too realistic, money-mided and cold. They no longer cared about the feelings of others and just because they want to put their careers first, they pay less attention to their families.

Elderly women are not the only ones who are against the idea of modern-day women putting their careers at the top of their agenda. Husbands of such “independent” women also feel the same way, or at least most of them do. They often have squabbles with their wives on her place in the family.

The men say that the women should quit their nine-to-five jobs and stay at home to be the loving wife and mother that they should be doing.

Women, on the other hand, complain that the guys are being old-fashioned in their thinking. They believe that the corporate girl of today should be able to stand on their own two feet instead of having to depend on a chauvinistic, domineering male.

However, I do not think that the modern day woman has forgotten all about being a mother. They too, like their mothers before them, know how to be a good mother to their children.

Just on the bus the other day, I saw a mother with her child. The boy did not look any older than five while the mother did not seem to be much older than thirty years old.

The mother was talking to the boy in the same manner I would suspect his grandmother must have spoken to him. Not only that, she was displaying an assortment of toys to the boy. But he was not interested in any of the toys but seemed very excited seeing the trees, people, cars and other structures whiz by as the bus moved along the road.

When the bus suddenly stopped at a junction, the boy’s head was banged into the plastic seat in front of them. His mother began soothing his frayed nerves calmly and lovingly. Soon, the boy regained his composure and started pointing and laughing at the scenery again. It was as if he had forgotten about the knock he suffered.

Personally, I think that the women of today has not forgotten about being a mother. It is just that they do not want to show it to others without reason.

However, when they do have children of their own, some of these “fresh” mothers can be even better at handling babies than their own mothers.

Confession

Damn friendster... ... something is wrong with it. I used to post photos of outings and special moments there to share with all my friends. But recently, whatever i post can't be viewed. Ah well, may be it's just 'cause friendster is becoming oh so popular, that their server is unable to handle the load. So... it's thanks to everyone clogging up friendster that led to the creation of this bloggie. And, I've gotten a new place to post pictures. The link is somewhere in this page. Do look =p

Newbie

Hello everybody!

This is as new for me as it is for you... You have never seen a blog of mine before, though maybe it's because I have never posted one online before. Anyway, here's my virgin try. Pls do drop comments and critiques.