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Tuesday, June 10, 2008

Blogging from Singapore International Airport

So summer begins. Its four grueling (and i mean grueling) months of infinite boredom, everlasting naps, minimal motivation and a ton of internet surfing and tv watching. Thats right, its the summer as always.

The difference is now i'm returning from a 9 month adventure from America (which I wholeheartedly adore and admire), having gone through so many telling and life changing experiences. Yes I drink alot more, yes I'm alot more outspoken and confident and yes I am that much more sociable. But these are qualities that I wish to embrace and utilize and has come about from my time in the states and all the friends I've made there.

When I first arrived there 9 months ago, admitingly a little scared, thinking I was walking blindly into a whole new world and frankly, a little lonely but eager to form friendships. However, I can confidently say that I was able to make friends really easy and it wasn't hard to relate to them at all. April and Von and GJ might be some of my best friends that i have made from my 17 years in Asia, but I have made so many more and its kind of eliminates the loneliness that was once my persona. There wasn't really any culture shock as I really did feel truly at home.

I now sit about 1000 miles and 12 hours ahead of all that in a tiny island about to embark on my last voyage back home. I've spent about 4 hours in the airport and there are just so many things I have noticed. For one, I don't feel that nostalgic or upset as i usually do, but maybe thats because I don't feel as lonely as i usually do and I DO look forward to seeing my parents and my brother. However, I kind of feel like I'm experiencing a kind of counter culture shock. Its just the personality and persona that the people I'ma round now exubirates. Its so different and well, alittle cold and impersonal. The biggest thing I've noticed is how many Malaysians and Singaporeans stare at you. Every little activity you do, they will blantaly stare at you with little care or shame. The two neighbouring occupants of my 17 hour flight were prime examples. Every magazine page i turned, every movie i watched, every movement i made, looks (and not just our usual sneaky eye look, but actual complete 180o head turn-right-in-your-face looks). I wash my face at the bathroom, same deal. It is well, kind of annoying to be honest. I do honor my privacy and eventhough everyone stares, do they ahve to make it so obvious?

Impersonality also comes when everyone seems to be so afraid to speak up or voice their thoughts. I know i was always a prime victim of this and many people just seem to be afraid of saying the simplest of phrases such as excuse me or sorry. Of course, all these examples have exceptions, but these are obvious cases

Maybe its the cynical critic in me. But its just some things that I have noticed. I guess thats what makes cultures so different and interesting.

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Saturday, April 26, 2008

My mum's quote:

"Not getting what you want is sometimes a wonderful stroke of luck"

In response to my previous post, i think this is the right way to look at it.

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Sunday, April 20, 2008
Friends ForeveR?

I've bid farewell to those lonesome nights, sad melodramatic music and mopiness. At least for now. 
This quarter has been extremely different. The weathers different. My Social Life is different. People are different. I've no longer felt stuck and enveloped by the hall of people i've associated with. But now have spread myself to better and bigger things in life. I'm currently pledging a fraternity which has greatly improved my social life including my social weekends! haha. Its bound to produce some timeless stories (and it already has) and i really enjoy the new friendships being formed. As for the old ones? You treasure the ones you respect, and release the ones you don't. Thats how life is right? Lifelnog friendships are the process of a lifetime of weeding and extracting and the ones that make it out of this cruel, sadistic filtration process are the ones you know you can hold dear and true. Be glad to know that at least some of you have made it pass the pores of murky water so far (at east i'm relieved to know there are at least some).
Friendship get complicated sometimes. Its definition is broad and vague and means different thigns to so many different people. Does friendship include the people you live with and associate with? Does it include the people you hang out with eventhough you have lost a little bit of respect for them? Or does it purely segragate in favor of those you call your close friends. To a floater, it means the people who care about you and you know will be lifelong friends and buddies. All others, with deplorable personalities, don't really mean anything anymore. You hang out with them for the sake of hanging out and perhaps so we aren't so lonely in life. That's how life goes rite? I mean, we get so afraid of loneliness, we'd cling onto anyone who 
resembles a friend. Until one day, when maybe that specila person enters your life and everything changes. I hope to be a hopeless romantic and wish that things like that do come true. In the meantime, i wait it out and resist the waves and bumps that continues to trhust onwards and onwards onto our shores.
Until then, i hope to keep discovering things about people and make lifelong and true friendships and i can treasure and share with for the remainder of my life.

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Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Just finished writing a post so not bothered to elaborate on this...

In this world, there are people who see the world in absolutes and those that see things as more relative. But do people have these contrasting views because of their religion or is it due to other factors.
I personally would think that it would be because of their religious affiliations. Religions such as christianity and islam often have many concepts of absolutism (is that a word?); God, the ONE creator, Good vs Evil, Man and Women, heaven and hell, all of which are very absolute terms. Even Eastern beliefs include hints of absolutism, i.e. the absolute four noble truths and the
eightfold path. 
Althought life may not just be a string of absolutes (questions such as is truth absolute, is morality absolute, is human nature absolute arise), i just seems to be a very interesting thought. I also wonder if relavatism and religion would every work together. 
...i need a philosopher...

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Wednesday, June 27, 2007

Its amazing how life likes to bite you in your pelvic area then sends you to the proverbial 6-star hospital.

In the age of gobalization, communication is merely a touch of a button away. Cellphones, satellites, 3G technology, voicemail, videocalls, webcams. We manage to interconnect the whole world through digital breakthroughs, no matter the distance, no matter the location. 

Sadly, this doesn't substitute the euphoria one experiences with actual physical contact. We spill our hearts over artifical machines while in the back of our mind, we wonder what the opposite party truly feels about things. Without the actual witnessing of a person's expression, genuine or misguided, everything just feels artificial.
Relationships become artifical. Then friendship sort of just doesn't feel the same

In addition, digital technology leaves the mind with much to obsess about. If messages can be sent so easily, why doesn't he/she talk to me more often. Why do all online conversations bites the dust, leading aimlessly in no direction. Why can't we truly express ourselves online?

In the age of communication, its ironic that we can still feel so disconnected with one another.

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Saturday, April 07, 2007
By Definition

Sometimes i can't help but feel that every approach is done so cynically.
Sometimes it's better to not let all the problems of the world weigh down on you.
Sometimes its better to be an optimist, eventhough optimism is hardly ever realistic.
Sometimes, I believe faith and religion is more believable than the science we know
Sometimes we have to dispose all knowledge we know of and expect that we know nothing
Sometimes, I don't really know what turth it and how it works
Sometimes, we just don't really understand how things work

What am i?
A mix of existentialist/realist/pragmatist/humanist/rationalist
As my lecturer would say, i have a rojak of philosophy.

But in the end, one must always choose the path he/she wants to lead
So should i be the nihilist/nietzche+schoepeuner cynicist who might be right about the world and has based everything on reality and rationalism.
Or be the virtous religious optimist who has hope that everything will turn out fine but might just turn out to be ignorant
Sometimes being the latter doesn't sound so bad.

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Tuesday, April 03, 2007
A little bit of self discovery

I've realised that i have a strange affinity towards the twisted and wierd.Maybe it was reflective in my personality (i have been called wierd a fair
share number of times...) but ever since i was young, i've had an attraction to twisted art and literature.
As a child, i always did things out of the norm or things that wouldn't be considered another statistic.
During my University selections, i opted for ones that people i knew wouldn't pick(i'm def not going to one of those AUP Student breeding holes, no offense.) and also ones that
were crazily liberal such as Brown.
My favorite director coincidentally is Tim Burton who directs dark, victorian-sque movies such as Edward Siscorhands and The Nightmare Before Christmas. I also happen to
love his poems title Osyter Boy (which i mentioned in this post)
I love indie music.... music one of my friend described as incredibly (and then he
was lsot for words)
Maybe i am twisted in nature... but maybe its one of those things where i try to thrive to be completely different. In the words of Jean-Paul Satre... it is
my essensce.

Speaking of University choices
In case i haven't update you guys on this,i will definitely be attending Ohio State University this fall07. I got rejected from UW-M which sucked badly.
But with mre important things in perspective, it isn't the end of the world and its part of the whole experience isn't it?
Things are only going to get better after all right?
Now i am planning one of the following options
1. Major in microbiology+Minor in Exercise Science
2. Major in Exercise Science
3. Dual Major in Microbiology and Exercise Science
I'm still considering but if i do dual major i still graduate when i'm 21. Which i guess is considerably young.

College and University life has been a great impact on my life and i can just say i LOVE LOVE LOVE the US university life and system. I do plan to go to as many universities as possible and possibly work in research in one of them. I really do love it. So future plans include masters and PHDs hopefully at different universities. There's still U-wisconsin madison which i still hope to go to some day. There's Brown University, UCLA, UC-Berkeley and U-Michigan Ann Arbor. Then there's USouth Carolina and U Connecticut which are top in kinesiology which is what i'm ultimately interested in. So futures likely i'll be going to one of them. Either way i still hope to be attached to Universities.
Future doesn't seem so bad after all.

Peace out

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Saturday, March 10, 2007
The Eye of the Beholder

Have you ever wondered what your life looks like in the eyes of another? Sure we might think we know ourselves pretty well, (pretty darn well in fact) but isnt there some aspects of our personality that mite differ in from the perspective of an outsider? Could it be possible that we are really jerks or snobs because thats what the crowd thinks.

Everyone talks. Everyone gossips and rips other people. Everyone disclaims their opinions about one another.
So are we truly the person we think we know ourselves to be or the person society sees us as?
If so, would that mean your truly a god-aweful person if you've got lots of enemies or are you just merely outspoken and blunt but still loved because of your close friends?
Are we what society thinks? Or are we who we think we are?

Sometimes, we opinionate about someone, (usually focusing on the negative aspects) yet somethinks we never realise in doing so, we're acting just as negatively. For example, if i were to comment that those people were such assholes and i'd treat them as one would treat assholes.... wouldn't i be an asshole? They would certainly think so.

The implications are confusing. And its not as simple as to say...'oh you are who you are, you shouldn't care about what other people think of you'
However, a huge part of everyone IS trying to make people change their view of you. Theres an inner stuggle to make everyone view yourself as perfect with all those cream covered positive aspects.  Despite this, i guess it's always best to act without regarding this.

In the words of the great Bob Dylan: 'All i can do is be me, whoever that is.'

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Monday, February 12, 2007

Human personality always seems flawed. Aspects of ourselves that are abrasive always exist and rough edges that don't read well of others. Yet why are there people, who annoys the crap out of you or someone else, yet has many other pals of their own? Do their pals not see the flaws in character or do they simply just choose to ignore it?

I've known this one particular person... who i shall not menton (cuz he/she/it will get mad at me).... who has got on the nerves of many people i know(myself once or twice)... and gotten into many disagreements and sometimes comes off very strongly (which sometimes isn't a good thing) however, even when he/she/it is gone now, there are always frens by him/her/it. I myself have found him/her/it to be a good fren and will likely stay one eventhough some others might have just found him/her/it too conflictive.
So does that mean he/she/it(i'm gonna call him/her/it bob) is really an abrasive person or is she just misunderstood.

I don't really know, there are things bob does that makes me wonder how good of a character he has yet doesn't he still have those good qualities? Or does he have both and its just that his freidns choose to ignore the bad ones and his enemies the good ones.
I guess that's how it works huh? I've met what..thousands of people now and i've not gotten along with all of them. Yet it's always wierd to see some of these people with a flurry of friends themselves. Then i always ask myself, do those friends not know the true person that i've had the misfortune to deal with? What is his true self anyway, that icy cold deamnor that he dishes out to me or the warming curved smiles he deals to others. Maybe he's just a bastard to some.

I don't really know, it seems strange. Maybe everyone is just bipolar at times.

Where's a psychologist when you need one?
 

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Thursday, February 08, 2007
The Tempest by William Shakespeare

Our revels now are ended. These our actors,
As i foretolld you, were all spirits and
Are melted into air, into thin air:
And, like the baseless fabric of this vision,
The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, that great globe itself,
Yea , all which it inherit, shall dissolve
And, like this insubstantial pageant play faded,
Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff
As dreams are made on, and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep.

Lets go back to the basics. Though we seem to ignore this issue, idealism vs materialism, it's always a thought that keeps us pondering. even for a second. Is our consciousness merely a state of the brain, or does mental states hold a larger part of life; a spiritual reality outside of our material one. Maybe i do agree with shakespeare, that the universe is merely an idea, but till things are made clearer... i still continue to wonder.

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Wednesday, December 13, 2006
A heart so cold, still made of gold

Maslow's hierachy of needs (diagram below) is a psychological theory that proposes that in order for humans to consider on improving personal traits and achieve self-actualization, we need to satisfy the needs of the lower rung (i.e. food, thirst, etc.) to be able to consider those of the above. However, i do wonder if we can break the metaphysical laws of a pyramid and attend to the needs of other rungsfirst.
In some casesl one looks too far ahead, and shifts their priorities too soon, upsetting the delicate scale that pulls their life together. When we are little, we overlook and underweigh the important components and selfishly heed to the needs of ourself. However, this is natural and can hardly be blamed for it is only human nature. However, times change and experiences emerge. Lessons are learnt, battles and fought, lost and won. It is then we begin the shift the balance of our priorities, and add weight apon those that begin to truly matter to us.
Is we were to truly satisfy Maslow's heirachy of needs, to the point where life was so evenful that self-actualization occured. What happens next? Does life then become somewhat hollow, no long purposeful. Or is there a higher tier of needs, that are no longer of our own that we can begin to tend to?



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Its been wierd lately. Been thinking about lots of things and wondering about priorities
and the future...and present and past alike. But its not the stuff i think a 17 yr old shud be thinking abt... its just been wierd lately and i';ve been getting all these mixed signals
I'd love to elaborate but i dunno, theres just been alot of things going through my mind.

and btw, i'm feeling much better =) after a few days of medical fasting (as i like to call it)... i've regained health and been craving (and thinking) about food non-stop. You can't blame a guy who didnt eat for nearly 3 days and sees a KFC commercial appear on TV.....gosh glutonny is evil.

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Thursday, December 07, 2006
The Wierd Ways of Life

Life works in wierd weird ways. 
ITs so wierd sometimes that you really wonder if a greater power exists.
 It seems when things don't work out, they always pick themselves up, and wierd coincidences happen all the time. But it doesnt always work out the way you want, life oftens puts youup and lets you down just as quickly. But nevetheless, its interesting and you'd wonder if someones messing with you.

Thats Life I guess.

Just shoutouts to Al who will win in bangkok, April who will hopefully not trip for another week, GJ who is so kind enuf to review my crappy work, Ee Wei who is having his b'day tomorrow and Joeseph who is an American in U-kentucky and will be comnig to KL soon.

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Wednesday, November 29, 2006
The One

No i'm not going to start on the matrix system and Neo but its something i talked abt in my previous post.
The whole concept of 'the one' we all frequently witness in those sloppy mushy love sotries abt how two people are so competable for each other.
Well the theory does have some limitations and it just seems too idealistic in those scenarios. I mean, for one thing how would we know whether'the one' (i'm doing the two finger thing...haha) would ever even meet us in our entire life? There are 6 billion people in this world after all, we can't expect to meet all 3 billion of the opposite sex. For all we know, we could fade into the histories of humanity without even having met someone supposedly so compatable.
Another week point is the time fram in which we are meant to meet 'the one'. If we'd follow to story frame of stories such as the Notebook or the Lakehouse, we'd realise that they'd always meet between their early adult years of 20-30. It would definitely e amusing if they were to met wehn they're placing their cataracts and moaning about the good ol' days . On the other spectrum, imagine kindergardeners consoling a soul mate type relationship.
Then theres the issue of 'the one' always being of the same race. So does God complexly place all 'the ones' under the same racial category? How are we to know our soul mate isnt an african agriculture farmer or a bosnian conservative? In fact, why does the concept of 'the one' limit to the opposite sex. Isnt it possible for straight people to have the one potential in people of the same sex, despite any sexual orientation?
There you see the concept is so loosely based, because we don't know everything that goes on in the world. For all we know, 'the one' could be a ethnic Uzberkistani Princess who underwent a sex change operation. THe possibilities are endless (plus the humour potentials).

Am i being a love cynic? hahah perhaps... but thats how i see it nayway. Of course, i could be wrong... (but i seldom am..... 0=D ) hahah .. someone go on and prove me wrong ( <---- a lame attempt at picking up chicks)

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Monday, November 27, 2006
A whole lot of hoopla

hmmm i've been thinking bout the question i asked... and i sort see why some people would choose over their friends. Because some people probably wun end up being there for them when its all over anywayz, cuz they themselves would probably choose their own spouses. So having a partner, its just more of a guarantee that they'll be there when things are over. I guess so rite? i mean noone wants to end up alone and life's all about numbers and chances.
I remember when i first left JIS i thought i had so many life-long friends but now when i'm bak i can see the reality.. the reality that not all of them had thought the same thing so i can honestly say nw that that number of ppl has dwindled down to possibly just 1 or 2. i dunno sometimes.

All these problems arise because freinship, like a relationship is mutualistic. You cant be friends with someone who doesnt want to be freinds with you. It just doesnt work tht way... the same principle applies in the sense that you cant be life long friends with a person if that person doesnt want to be life long friends with you. Its just a matter of choice isnt it.

Everything in our life is a choice. Joel said before that happiness was a choice, that if we want to be happy we can be. For most parts, i agree with that but my view is slightly twisted in the sense that i don't think happiness is a choice but rather Not being Sad is a choice. Sounds the same rite? But lets take this scenario, an orphan has nothin, no friends, clothes, food, family, love , nothing. I don't really think he has a choice to be happy because theres really nothing for him to be happy about. But despite this, he DOES have the choice of nt being sad, by dismissing all his worries. In that way, he becomes neither happy or sad but rather in a neutal state
Yes i know, nothing is EVER that simple and this scenario is totally idealistic. But everything sort of falls between that lines. Cuz nomatter how we cut everything at different angles, its still cutting. So in the end, everything is made simple because of all the complications that exists.
Does that make sense?

JIS is twisted in that way cuz it just makes people think of all the things their nt suppose to. Thats how life is isnt it.

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Sunday, November 19, 2006

The Boy Who looks at the sky is in deep thought, wondering about his place in the universe

The Boy who never looks at the sky is happy and grounded for he only looks at the faces of his friends

The Boy who Looks ahead of him is determined and fustrated, for he strives to achieve the goals he has set out

The Boy who looks at his feet is lonely and desperate for eventhough he longs for true friendship, he isolates all his chances.

The Boy who looks everywhere knows the value of nothing eventhough he wishes for everything

The Boy who closes his eyes wishes to leave reality and escape into a perfect world of his dreams.

Which Boy are you?

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Thursday, November 16, 2006
To belong........

Material possession might be deemed evil and materialistic but sometimes some people hold on to materials becuase thats the only thing they have. For some people, all they've got are the clothes on their back and material possession provides them with relief that they couldn't recieve from other humans.

Sometimes to belong, or merely to feel like you belong can be the most self-satisfying intangible asset to have. Just having a close knit tight group of friends ,it gives you the overwhelming sense of ties to them, and it sorta keeps you grounded, giving a sort of sense of existence in the empowering universe.
Perhaps thats why families are truely important in our lives, because no matter what difficulties you're experiencing with friendship, you've always got them to lean on and in most cases, you always 'sorta' belong in your family.
However, the most disheartening thing is to belong to a group, but eventually break apart and lose that special bond. Only to return to realise that that group has continued their bonds amongst themselves and you're now an odd man out. Then you ask youself, so whose there for you left? Has everyone moved on that youre the only one left behind, still caught up with the non-present. Then do you really question your place in the universe.... are you merely a blank, passing by others that barely brush against your world... as one of my dear friend aptly said before.
Its this moment, you yearn to belong.

As complicated as things can get, that sense of belonging seems totally subjectable. Friends can be merely friends, but whether you feel like you and your friend belongs together is a total different question. (i don't mean this in the lover/romantic sense... but rather belonging to each other in the universe). Two friends who belong to each other can feel in different wats. Whether its that they feel the importance of each other, or that they can relate to each other so well that sometimes it feels like they ARE each other..... when they talk, when they speak, when they look at each other. You feel connected, you feel attached..... though secrets might exist, you prob know they're there for a good reason. Friends like these can be rare or they can be plentiful in one's lifetime, but to find them will be so fufilling... its going to give you a postition in this world, because you know your part of someone elses.

Then theres yet more complications. For of course, we can always lose this attachment with one another. It comes down to whether we move on in our lives with the person in hand, or whether we move on and leave them behind as only our distant memories. I've seen this happen all the time, it happens all the time with everyone everywhere but the most miserable and depressing thing about this is, though friends might have moved on without you, you wouldn't have neccessarily moved on without them. In your mind, they're still part of you but it hurts to know that you, yourself aint part of them anymore.

So how does one move on from this? You could follow their ways, move on ... leaving them behind. But if your a sentmental git like me, you'd prob claw your way back into their life. I like the latter. because i know..... somehow...... someway theres always a chance....

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Tuesday, November 14, 2006
Culture Shock at minimal scale

Been back with my old peeps at JIS for a while now and its sorta interesting how things are. I've really noticed how social interaction here differs from that of INTI in terms of conversation, cliques and the people you talk and walk with. Its been like crossing over to different cultures within a short space of time and it almost feels like i'm living in both places as seperate people..... incdicating bipolarism? =S

At JIS, people are alot more touchy touchy with their interactions, i've gotten abt a zillion more hugs at JIS than INTI and from both sexes anywayz. People grab your hand while they walk (well the girls).... and people look for all sorts of skin contact... from hand shakes, to pats on the backs to hugs. Then we've got the cliques which exists everywhere i guess... i mean everyone hangs in a group but in JIS i dun think anyone really cares who hangs with who... i prob imagine people would have gotten over those kindergarden debacles where Timmy won't sit with me at lunch. People don't really care whose walking with who or whose talknig to who unless its someone really annoying (i need not mention names) or people who are the object of other people's desires (something which has gotten me in trouble countless times..)
People are all smiles and waves but sometimes you wonder if this perfect picture really translates into happy people. Studying there for over 5 years reveals all the drama behind the laughters but people can mask them very well to the general public (a title i guess i sorta been dropped to....)
Lastly, joke and insult to your heart's desire because most people won't tak things all that seriously, i can tell people they're absolute twats but i don't necessarily think they'll take it personally. An equally degrading response would prob follow which i dun take personally as well. Its just friendly JIS conversation. Of course theres going to be a limit but most of us know very well where that is.

In INTI we've got the other end of the spectrum (not with everything but with some stuff). People, less touchy touchy , more grabby, hitty, pokey....... u get the idea. We'll i guess people in INTI are a little more judgemental..and a tad bit touchy....theres a fine line about what you say with people and i've gotten into trouble with things i say just because i thought they'd take it like JIS ppl. Of course, the big thing i notice is the degree of shallowness that exists not only in INTI but the Malaysian youth generation. Standards... way higher.... so that prob doesnt bode well with the women.
However, INTI people are more real with expressions, meaning that if a person is angry, he'll show he's angry, if he's feeling happy, he'll show he's happy. Of course this exists to a certain extent, but generally its a little easier to read people (something you develop after years at JIS)

Though both gorups, culturally diverse, i overlook these facts and in no way do i ever compare them when i meet people. So this is my disclaimer,i do not intend to insult or provoke anyone but i love my friends in spite of the attributes they possess.

I know when i move on to the states, i gotta deal with a whole new set of people so tis interesting to see how thigns play out.
and GJ..... not a word from you =P.... no blowing words of out proportion and no when i say touchy touchy i do not mean it in the sexual sense..... behaive!

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Saturday, November 11, 2006
'It is impossible for a man to learn what he thinks he already knows'. -Epictetus

How true, don't you think?

People only agree with you when they already agree with you, change in one's personal opinion is highly rare in this world espcially when its been run by pompous snobs who believe everything they think is correct. When one runs in with conservatives, religious authorities or even members of a different generation who thinks that they already comprehend the world they inhabit in, how do we change their mindset? How do we open eyes to the new expansable horizon that lay before us?

They say that time changes things, but you actually have to change them yourself, but how does one come about this monumental task? Do we forecfully pry their eyelids in the direction we want them to look, telling them that this is how the natural oder is? Its ineffective, yet so many people all over the world pratices this method probably resulting in long term grudges and the spread of hostility. We've seen the course of history accomadating infamous dictators and fascist, it still happens today. Do we reason with logic and facts hoping that they will be willing to consider this newfound statistic? Or is it impossible to do so, for as Epictetus, the greek philosophist correctly puts: "It is impossible for a man to learn what he thinks he already knows"

Strifes and battles are fought over ideology, wars and heated debates stem from differences in beliefs. Until the world opens its eyes and finds common ground through a method unknown, humanity will always be in battle with itself

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Thursday, November 02, 2006
Did I Lose My Life To Someone Better?

Yay!!! Exams are done, finito, zilcho and its time for the very very long 2 months holiday which should be good relaxing fun. Hopefully, a few good news about exam results and possibly a pairing or two.

Seems lately,things are upsy downsy with a whife of bad luck here and there..... For the second time in my life i broke a chair , this time the unfortunate event took place at Wong Kok and i snapped one of the legs of the poor now-handicapped chair. Got a picture which i will soon post... hehhe... just for those who want to see a disabled chair.

What's in store for the grueling weeks up ahead? I'll have to find out. Though it'd probably involve a lot of yelling, some disagreements, lots of blogging-sado-depressed moments and maybe a touch of fun. Just have to see don't i?

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Exclamation_popcorn reflected on life at 3:43 AM


Monday, October 30, 2006
A Measure of Value

I've recently developed a sort of idea that tests a person's measure of value on personal items....
Basically, when you drop an item, any item whether it be a watch, a pen or a measly piece of paper. An item's personal value to you would be inversely proportional to the time you take to pick the item up.
Take this example, if i were to recently purchase a IPOD Photos 60gb and dropped in within weeks of purchase, i would immediatly scramble furiously to pick it up as it probably means alot to me. However, through the ages of wear and tear, as my Ipod gets worn down, scratched and probably outdated, when i drop it, i would not react as quickly as i did before.
This is similair to the when a piece of paper is dropped or some wrapping paper, i'd probably take weeks to pick it partially because i'm lazy and because it aint work squat to me. Basically this theory works with a variety of items ranging from clothes, jewlerry, homeworks, phones and gadjets but are exclusive of food items, smelly socks and underwear.
Of course this probably wouldn't work on the extreme compulsive individuals or the extremely couch potato-ed but would probably apply to many people over the world.

Its funny how this all arised when i dropped my somewhat old glasses in the shower and only bothered to pick it up after i've finished when i would rush to retireve fallen spectacles when i first got them. =)

anywayz.... thanks to GIn Jhen for being a gr8t gr8t host during my stay at meleka and for all the FOOOOD......cuda fed a whole tribe of orphans or soemthing. Hhehe thanks thanks.... i hope to welcome you to brunei!

and... on another note.... FINALS ARE COMINGGG.... praying that all goes well and that chem finals arent evil like physics.

on a final totally unrelated note.... my penis nickname accoridng to www.bloglists.com is 100% All-Beef Thermometer..........
thats nice....

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Exclamation_popcorn reflected on life at 1:55 AM