Archive for September, 2006

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Stuck indoors

September 30, 2006

You know that it’s not worth staying when you feel appreciated only when you have one foot out of the door.

If you delude yourself into thinking that material rewards are the only measurement of appreciation, then that feeling of incompleteness and dissatisfaction will not go away. You can suppress it, but it resides in that little corner of your subconsciousness, like a moldy pillow in somewhere in the room; once in a while you catch a whiff of it, and wonder what that smell is.

But if you build up enough courage to walk out of that room, to breathe the air and see the views on the other side, you’ll wonder why you even sat in that room for such a long time.

Yes, there’s no guarantee that the air will be fresher, or the views will be better, but you would have seen more than those four walls and the inside of that door. That itself, is already worth the effort.

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…inexorably towards chaos…

September 24, 2006

The more I learn, the more I feel like feel like an idiot. The more I experience, the more of a fool I appear to be. It corrodes that shell of self-confidence, faster than I can reinforce it. Menghakis… I just love that word.

Yet, the more I learn, the more I feel like learning. The more I experience, the more I want to seek out new experiences. It builds this urge to keep trudging forward, an urge so big I can’t resist. Dorongan… such a weird word.

By some warped reasoning, I’m heading towards total idiocy and foolishness. But that’s life, innit?

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My Endless Love

September 23, 2006

Touching Duet

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Years of Excellence

September 23, 2006

Years of Excellence

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A Pendulum

September 20, 2006

… is what Malaysia is. Contrary to what most people think, the Malaysian peninsular is shaped more like a pendulum than it is shaped like the end of the large intestine. Why? I’ll tell you why. But first, some science behind it.

Science is about observation and measurement. Don’t go to sleep on me now.

Observe how Malaysians tend to be exactly 1 hour late for appointments. Weddings, dinner appointments, and childbirths. That’s because the Malaysian peninsular has swung West all the way to the Thai timezone.

Then observe how Malaysians tend to be exactly 1 hour early for politician kenduri’s, open houses, and free gift counters. That’s cause the pendulum has swung East all the way to the Japan timezone.

Occassionally, you might catch some Malaysians right on time, like where there is an accident on the highway, or the deadline for income tax submission. That’s cause you’ve caught us in midswing between our kenduri’s and weddings.

So all that talk about intestine endings is crap. It’s the pendulum theory that’s oscillating the ears and mouths at the mamak stalls. Now that’s science.

Oh, and for you people asking about East Malaysia, explaning the banging balls theory is a going to be a hairy problem. But that’s in another edition of my public service announcement. Rempit!

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Show some love

September 20, 2006

Make me a handheld gamer.

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Killing the cat…

September 18, 2006

Look what I’ve done. I’ve gone all emo in my recent posts.

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Post a comment if you do 😛