its funny how life twists and changes and before you know it you're doing something completely different and probably so far fetched from what you had originally expected or planned. its also funny in consideration of that how everyone preaches that you gotta have some plan or direction in life, but is it really so worthwhile to make an effort if things just change and alter with whims and fancies that are probably beyond your control or comprehension? perhaps some plan is important, to add structure or direction, but I can't help but wonder if by doing so you're really just limiting yourself to your limited knowledge/experience. you think you want to do something and just that, but maybe it's only because you don't know any better. but to what extent do you trust your knowledge of your ignorance? socrates (or one of those old guys) said that the wisest are those who know that they know nothing, ie aware of their ignorance. and the most misguided are those ignorant of their own ignorance

a year ago i was sitting around segamat sipping over-sweetened tea doing jack shit but surfing and chatting. now i'm close to being assistant project director of one of the biggest (and most ruckus-causing) projects this company will ever see. among other, unmentionable-in-public-realm things. some things never change though .. i'm still sitting around surfing and chatting too. 'cept its not coffee and not tea, and made just right ...

maybe we should just hop on, strap in, and sit back and enjoy the rollercoaster ride (but i hate rollercoasters!). because ultimately, what control do we have? control in this world only really comes with clout .. clout only comes with power, power only come money. and while a select lucky among us have sufficient clout to steer their rollercoaster ... the rest of us tend to get tagged along.

random sidenote: ok i told ch i'm blogging, he doesnt know what that means and i couldnt be bothered to tell him. and some how or another through a blur-5 line conversation he something seems to have gotten the idea that blogging is jerking off to porn. like, wtf?

oh btw Punisher sucks. or more accurately, Punisher as played in malaysian theatre sucks. I mean, bad enough the movie itself was weak, it didnt help that every 5 minutes something was cut or censored .. its like, "blah blah blah you gotta di... *snip* *bang ban..* *snip* *punisher standing looking incredibly blur* *snip* *silly lame attempt at stupid jok...* *snip*". and what the hell was up with the guy and the guitar and the singing at breakfast??

john travolta did a pretty good villian ala-swordfish style, except towards the end his character pretty much seemed to have degenerated into just barking find-him-and-kill-him orders and random goons.

nice cars though. 2004 corvette, XJ8 and a DB9 among others

and bear in mind .. things left unsaid don't imply there's nothing to say. it implies just the conscious choice to leave them unsaid

[NOTE: before anyone gets confused, this wasn't written by me, its posted by a friend, and she's a girl, hence the talk about men. Not me.]

i have already written too many in my own and its barely even saturday, so i think i am going to hop onto this domain and plonk a few tidbits to keep a few people entertained (at least i will be somewhat entertained, took a nap and now i cant sleep anymore, and guess what -- its fucking 3am!)

so sakinah told me that she learned in her personal relationships class (dont know why shes taking it, i think its just because the prof is acclaimed and famous, and goddamn brilliant, apparently) and she reported to me that "statistics has it that unmarried couples that cohabitate will end up in tragic breakups". if you had told me this a few months/years ago, i would have freaked out. but lately, the news comes to me as no surprise and i couldnt give a damn really. its to be expected. and since i have had the premonition being hand-delivered to me by he himself, i have grown very pessimistic and extremely uncaring of where i find myself. and with the possible moving looming in the air, it makes it even easier to expect a tragic ending.

kinda sad, considering the fact that we are reaching our second year. it's too bloody annoying. someone said "holy cow--you wasted two years??!!" (alikened to how i told myself "damn, i burned 4!! :p"

what is it with fucking men, i swear? and this is the best part. theres really two kinds of men. the metrosexuals and the machomen. i have dated them both, and both are long termed relationships. and i detest the fact that i somehow ended up with two extreme ends of the spectrum. is there NOT a middle ground?!

i think, after this foretold "tragic" break up, i am going to stop choosing men for myself and let others do it for me. i shouldnt be allowed to pick, since i like to go to extreme ends of the burning stick. what was it that someone said about the men your parents choose for you to either date or marry? in a more traditional setting, it could work. modern parents cant choose for shit a good candidate for their children, but if you ask those more traditional, conservative parents, and the success stories their children tell about how being set up by their parents was the best thing that ever happened to them, you begin to wonder, if you somehow were born out of context, out of time, and out of place. like most modern women (and men), we fear the notion of "blind dates" and "setups" and the coined "arranged marriage" terms, but are they really so bad, that you will continue to choose for yourself and end up wondering either, "where the hell did it go wrong" and "how the fuck do i end up getting THIS one (again!)", or the classic "might as well settle, since there isnt anybody around and i am so fucking horny, i need someone there right now"

i think i am beginning to understand chastity and abstainment. it makes sense. what you dont know, makes you not crave it. and when you dont crave it, you dont need it, so you dont seek it. and if you seeked it implicitly, it wouldnt be such a dire need that you will settle for almost anybody with either a fucking vagina or a semi-decent dick. i stick to the motto "ignorance is bliss" (and yes, sam's favorite saying is "curiosity was framed; ignorance killed the cat"). as much as i like that and as much as i have uphold my values to that, i am at this point in life (regarding relationships) have stumbled upon the door with a big huge graffiti: fucking chastity is much better than fucking fucking.

FUCK! gawd, why do i always end up rethinking things like this, especially when i really dont need to given the fact that i already have a million other things to think about, for example, the money-making venture called finding a fulltime job upon graduation.

im sorry sammie -- didnt mean to vent on here, but you are lagging in your posts, i have beaten you by more than 40! and i started three months after you did!!! =)

aight, thinks me done fer now. listen to hoobastank, the reason, everybody. LOVE IT!

there's this ambiguously gay looking guy sitting in front of me and he keeps looking at me. sure, take it as a compliment you say. i'd just much rather he be an ambiguously gay looking female.

and his just as ambiguously gay looking friend is checking out every guy that walks by. how cute ..

so i've been sitting around the house all day wasting my time because we were supposed to go to dad's today ... but my brother had tuition until 4 so i figured i'd watch tv and go at 4 for an hour or so and then go sit a starbucks cuz come on i have things to do.

well he doesnt get done until like 5 at which point he informs me that dad says not to come until 7. i'm like wtf, i've been sitting around the whole freaking day for nothing. so i get fedup and go off and do my own thing, and my brother just called and casually informs me that dad says we can go now .. its 745 by the way. what the hell does he think i have nothing better to do than to sit around and wait for him? i have a life you know. of course that concept is completely foreign to mr general everyone-do-it-my-way there.

whatever

whoops there he goes again. what am i supposed to be, blind?

or is my noticing supposed to be the point?

eww


was watching an interesting episode of the practice today, this christian scientist couple was being tried for murder for the death of their 3-yr old because they refused to seek medical treatment due to their faith.

aside from the disturbing nature of watching your child die a painful death by illness while you sat back and prayed, one thing the father said during his testimony had sorta got me, he was saying that human nature has a line of tolerance, and that as time progresses this line changes and moves forward, adapts and evolves. from organ transplant, and now stem cells, and in the future some form of human cloning may even be acceptable. and as christian scientists they refuse to allow their line of acceptability to change and evolve

what gets me is his automatic implication that change and evolution of beliefs is supposed to be a bad thing? the fact is that everything has to change and evolve and adapt to the times, and anything that doesnt gets left behind. anything that doesnt evolve will die, that includes any gods and deities and any believes that accompany and support them.

in Lamb, chris moore made a good point, the character Joshua look at the great wall and realized one of the greatest flaws of Tao. The Tao value inaction above all else, and a wall is the defense of a country that values inaction. but a wall imprisons its people as much as it protects it. inaction imprisons people, only change liberates them.

gotta wash my sheets *grin*

heh heh cracks me up

http://www.ebaumsworld.com/endofworld.html

FA was trying to argue that we should be considerate of all others in our actions .. i argue that morality and consideration is tied to spheres of responsibility, which is related to relationships with people, ie that we can really only afford to consider those who are within our sphere of responsibility, or ie within who's spheres of responsibility we reside. because although in an ideal/noble environment, everyone may consider everyone else in their actions, but realistically, there's a limitation on how many people we can actually consider. in reality resources are always limited.

so for example, lets take a hypothetical situation A with hypothetical person, L, with a hypothetical bf, GAR, and Me, S (hypothetical situation that may or may not be related to a real life situation). S doesnt know GAR, and S is sleeping with L, GAR's gf:


          +++++++++++++++++++++++++
|---------+--------|              +
|  GAR <==+=> L <**|*****> S      +
|---------+--------|              +
          +++++++++++++++++++++++++


As you can see, GAR and his relationship with L is beyond me sphere of responsibility, my sphere only encompasses up to L. Therefore it is not my responsibility to consider GAR and the GAR-L relationship, it is only my responsibility to consider L. It is L's responsibility and choice to consider GAR<==>L and the impact of L<***>S


now say for example, lets take a hypothetical situation B with hypothetical person, X with a hypothetical gf, Y, and there's me, S (hypothetical situation not related to any real life incidents). I'm friends with X, so that places X within my sphere of responsibility and vice versa, as a consequence of our mutual relationship:


       ++++++++++++++++++++
 ------+-------------     +
| Y <==+=> X <===> S |    +
 ------+-------------     +
       ++++++++++++++++++++


Note the mutual overlapping spheres of responsibility

Now if i were to try and steal his gf, now we have a problem:


 --------------------
| Y <====> X <===> S |
| ^                ^ |
| ****************** |
 --------------------



because X resides within my sphere of responsibility

someone might argue that if some random guy stole my gf, i probably wouldnt be sitting around thinking "oh she's a bitch but he's alrite cuz he should've have had to consider me". True, i'd probably be like "what a fucking bastard, how could he be so inconsiderate". True. But just because i'm pissed off and feel a particular way doesnt mean a model and dynamics of morality should be that way.

If i were to prick my foot on a sharp stone on the sidewalk i might be cursing and swearing at the street cleaners for not cleaning it or the city for not clearing it, when shouldn't I really be asking myself why the hell i'm wandering around barefoot?

Tower 2 from Tower 1

KL Tower from Tower 1

Twin Towers @ nite

ok i was wrong, reagan was shot the day we arrived, not the day after. apparently just a few miles away from where we were at

apparently the one she's sleeping with is the same guy Sb was tryin to "stalk" a while back .. what the fuck man, KL is just way too small.

what gave me comfort was Sb telling me that she stopped anting him after talking to him because he's got a high squeaky voice. eww.

and, on top of that .. Az from the office comes up and tells me Ls was her junior in high school

KL is wayy too small.

maybe i should date people from Johor or something.

im bored, so im going to write in YOUR blog instead. i was actually thinking about iceland and greenland and countries up north, vikings and such. you know how they call the people in ireland, irish? well, for some reason i thought it would make sense to call iceland people, icish, or greenland people, greenish ... hehehehehe

but alas they are called boring names like icelanders and greenlanders... its soooooooo boringggg ... i read up on tourism there, sounds really lame but i wonder what itd be like just to go see .. wanna go wimme to see tall, giant people of iceland?

ronald reagan passed away a couple of days ago. can't say much about his presidency (cuz i don't know all that much about it to have an intelligent opinion on it, except for his role in the cold war). What i can say was something mom decided to tell me while watching CNN, that when i was 9 months old, and we first arrived in the US, the very next day Reagan was shot. Interesting huh?

enough politics. so i was right all along, she is sleeping with that guy (how do i know these things?). yeah fine partially my fault for asking, she started it though, she's the one who asked first :p who am i to complain anyway, its not like i'm not seeing other people. or someone else.

maybe i just don't like losing.

no its not that.

on a positive note, they're making a movie on Alexander the Great, I can't wait. Colin Ferral (sp?) as Alexander doesn't quite cut it though, i don't see him doing Alexnder justice, he's just not charismatic enough. dammit, he's just blur looking. but with angelina jolie and anthony hopkins (as darius, maybe?), might just save the day.

but if they go by history, you're talking one of the greatest battles in history, Alexander's army facing the numerically superior persian army of Darius III, with elephants (sounds familiar?). Alexander's triumph in face of immenant defeat was in a personally lead charge by his remaining forces direct into the persian line against darius himself (sounds familiar?).

we shall see ...

"and what may at first seem like a series of unfortunate events, may in fact be the beginning of a journey"

went to this malay wedding last night with Sb, nothing particularly interesting (except that apparently the bride is the sister of some TV host of some local show called 3R, which i've vaguely heard about). What was interesting was the dessert they served, Tapai with ice cream. Tapai is a dessert made from fermenting rice with yeast and sugar, or something like that, which is of coruse quite similar to making sake or wine. now, i've alays thought tapai was alcoholic, heck it even tastes midly that way too. i mean, makes sense doesn't it, fermentation produces alcohol as a by-product doesnt it?

did a little poking around, apparently at one point the Kelantan Islamic Council issued a fatwa proclaiming tapai as halal, arguing that a) tapai is consumed before the alcohol is produced and b) tapai is a food, not drink (which is completely beyond me since that would make eating anything soaked in wine halal too since its food, nice little loophole). not to mention that tapai sitting around in the fridge for a couple of days definitely starts edging towards happy hour.

i take it as another example of the clash between culture and religion and the adaptation of religion to survive and achieve acceptance. you can't take a centuries old tradition and just throw it out. which to me is fine, any system, be it religion or whatever, must be flexible and able to adapt to survive. what becomes a problem is hypocracy when flexibility is conviniently applied when some governing power deems so, and taken away when otherwise felt. I remember once reading somewhere that Muslims who wished to keep Chrysanthemum tea in a flask were advised to be sure that the flask contained no yeast or sago traces, because the bacteria in them could produce alcohol. you're probably in more danger of getting intoxicated from tapai than from a spot amount of ethanol from leftover yeast.