WTF!!!!!
Damn boring Italians in the quarters????
OK, so I have no love for the Italian team, like that's not to be expected...But let's check out the top 8, shall we?? (No, I will not entertain any negative responses here...haha)
Germany VS Argentina - Toughest yet most open of the 4 quarter matches, the host surely has form and the Argentinians have....flair??Class?? Whatever it is, both deserve to be in last eight (Yes, Mexico may disagree) and this should be a tough game. The Germans have strikers on all cylinders, and a Ballack that's pulling all the strings in the middle. The Argentinians don't have a similar midfield general, Riquelme may pass well, but boss the midfield?? However, they do have wide men and strikers who have excellent eye for goal and score them. I say 3-3 all the way to penalties, and Germans win.....OK, a little too dramatic. It'll probably be a 1-1 draw and penalties won by the Germans....
Italy VS Ukraine - No prizes for guessing who I am to diss here. Amongst the most boring(st) teams in the WC, Italy has a couple of red cards, unimpressive attacking, a scandal back home and the prettiest defender in the world. So if it was a catwalk competition, surely the Italians will win it. But it ain't, so no amount of ooze from Cannavaro & Buffon will keep them in the WC. Ukraine, new they may be, at least play better and have less first team players out. I say Ukraine win 1-0...If Ukraine does fail to beat the boring(st) Italians, then I hope they break Cannavaro's leg, get Buffon red-carded (since he's so distraught by Pessotto's mishap) and have Totti miss a penalty....Twice...(how that will happen truly beats me...haha)
Franze VS Bracil - Old guards VS older guards..Despite all the flair, skill and technique up for display with Henry, Ronaldo, Zidane, Ronaldinho, Ribery, Kaka, Viera, Robinho, etc...(No, I will not put Roberto Carlos' name with them....He's just speed and power...haven't seen him score from free kicks in ages...Please, please, please let Chelsea take him....haha!!) I expect this game to be dirty and boring...Expect some cards from the Frenchies, and some faked injuries ala Rivaldo from the Brazilians...Wait, Henry did the same thing to Puyol in the last match...Match made from Heaven?? Ok, ultimately I expect the Brazilians to win because, well, Vengence awaits in the Semis......
England VS Protugal - (C) Ronaldo wants to play in Real Madrid? By all means. That way Man U keeps a no longer performing Ruud Van N. (can't spell, you see) and sells the other attacking option...Man U out of top 4?? About time!! OK, the Portugese have been playing well, with Figo deciding it's his last chance to be somebody other than the one who got phased out by Beckham...But hey, look, it's England, ok.. With Rooney, Gerrard...wait, with Gerrard, Rooney & Lampard (who hasn't scored a single goal, btw....) How can England lose??? (If you haven't noticed that I'm an England Fan, I Have 2 Words For Ya....(Google for DeGeneration X)). England will once again bore the viewers to death with yet another unconvincing victory, but a victory no less....1-0...Or 3-0, if Gerrard feels like it...If fact, simply because he's there, England can afford to be 3-0 down in first half and still win it!!
WHO SHOULD HAVE BEEN IN THE LAST EIGHT INSTEAD:
1) Australia....They deserve it more than Italy...
2) Switzerland..... Ukraine who??
3) Spain.....Franze are old...OK...
Friday, June 30, 2006
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
The grass may be greener on the other side....
But you've got roses on your side, so surely yours won't be green....
I wrote this while trying to explain that sometimes when you're not happy with what you have, you get lectures to be happy where you are, so they go something like this:
Sometimes you don't know what you've got is good,
And you always wish things were better,
And while all you need is shelter, clothe and food,
You want more, you want trend setters...
So you'll dream of better things,
And build a plan to fly away,
So in order to get those wings,
You'll sacrifice what you have today...
Now you've made you dream come true,
You're finally where you want to be,
The grass is green, the sky is blue,
And life is good, well, so you see...
Then you look back at where you were,
and realise you miss your home,
But all has change since you were there,
What was once Jerusalem, is now Rome...
And thus you finally see the truth,
That what you had was just as good,
In front of you were all the proof,
But you were blinded, you were fooled...
So now you lie in your new world,
And see what it really is,
All the warmth has now turn cold,
And the past is all that you'll come to miss...
Corny ain't it...haha
I wrote this while trying to explain that sometimes when you're not happy with what you have, you get lectures to be happy where you are, so they go something like this:
Sometimes you don't know what you've got is good,
And you always wish things were better,
And while all you need is shelter, clothe and food,
You want more, you want trend setters...
So you'll dream of better things,
And build a plan to fly away,
So in order to get those wings,
You'll sacrifice what you have today...
Now you've made you dream come true,
You're finally where you want to be,
The grass is green, the sky is blue,
And life is good, well, so you see...
Then you look back at where you were,
and realise you miss your home,
But all has change since you were there,
What was once Jerusalem, is now Rome...
And thus you finally see the truth,
That what you had was just as good,
In front of you were all the proof,
But you were blinded, you were fooled...
So now you lie in your new world,
And see what it really is,
All the warmth has now turn cold,
And the past is all that you'll come to miss...
Corny ain't it...haha
Monday, June 19, 2006
WC 2006
In case you haven't noticed, I'm a football fan. No, it's not called soccer, you American @%^@#!!!
And World Cup 2006 in Germany has just passed the 10 day mark... What's transpired thus far:
1) England is out of sorts. Sure, it has qualified to the second round, beaten Paraguay & Trinidad & Tobago, but really, did you watch them play? (no, I don't really expect all of you to have watched...) It's like they didn't know how to play with each other. They don't exploit the flanks. They don't take up each othe's runs. They don't see players in empty spaces...When they did, Crouch scored from Beckham's cross, and Gerrard found space to blast a long-ranger... But Rooney's back, and bar a repeat performance in Euro 2004 (more specifically the injury against Portugal), England should go far. It had....Better.....Go....All.....The....WAY!!!!
2) If England was out of sorts, at least they've got 6 points..1998 Champs France looks like the Netherlands of old. Gifted with all the world class players you could ask for, in the likes of Henry, Zidane, Gallas, et all, it's currently the oldest (average age) team in the Finals. Not to mention it has drawn 2 matches thus far, with the Swiss and the (south) Koreans. Looks like their in for a repeat performance of WC 2002. The team seems to have lots of issues amongst players; Between captain and experience players, between keepers, and the sheer lack of coherence when attacking. Defensively their fine, but going forward.....I could almost say I can do better....Almost... (almost can still be anywhere between 1% and 99.999% difference...It's all about point of views...)
3) Czech Republic whooped USA 3-0, only to then go down to Ghana 2-0..Obviously an off day for the Czech...But their last opponents, the Azzuri....Who incidentally couldn't finish of the USA with a 1-1 draw, but did beat Ghana 2-0.... This group is wide open...And I hope the Italians fly back after the first round....
4) Ronaldo of Brazil (not the kid from Man U) looks more and more like a schoolboy footballer...Random moments of skill, but insignificant when you review the overall Brazilian performance.. Wonder if he'll be the fall of Brazil???it would be so easy if he gets injured, then the coach could actually pick Robinho to start...But Ronaldo's taknig good care of himself these days...avoiding tackles, run less, sprint less....So he should come out of the WC in tip top condition...what ever that is...Real Madrid would do well to let him lead the B team, haha!
5) Argentina on the other hand is off with flying colours..A 2-1 win over Ivory Coast, and then a 6-0 trashing of Sebia & Montenegro showed that they've got what it takes to claim the trophy this year...But since it's a WC i Europe, chances are it's going to be a EU nation that wins it...Sorry Argentina...
6) Germany has also qualified to the second round, but currently in Group A it's Ecuador that's stealing the headlines. A 2-0 win over Poland, and then a 3-0 win over Costa Rica put's them at top spot in Group A, and that wil be decided by the final match between Germany & Ecuador...But I like Ballack, so I'll still root for Germany to nick it. Besides, that makes it easier for England to avoid Germany in the second round....
7) Other notable mentions include Netherlands, who have also qualified by beating S&M 1-0 and Ivory Coast 2-1. Top of the group clash with Argentina next up.. Portugal also through to second round and Spain did a 4-0 over Ukraine and looks prime to go through tops.
What's bad about WC 2006...
1) Business worldwide other than FIFA would be less productive for a month.
2) Health of most football fans deteriorate over the tournament. Heart attacks and depression will be higher, especially when popular countries get knockout; England, France, Brazil, Argentina....
3) People who don't gamble will wager on somethnig during WC. I don't understand why, but that's the simple truth...Hell, even I have had a wager...Luckily I won...But until when??
And another 20 days to go...Have you the fever???
And World Cup 2006 in Germany has just passed the 10 day mark... What's transpired thus far:
1) England is out of sorts. Sure, it has qualified to the second round, beaten Paraguay & Trinidad & Tobago, but really, did you watch them play? (no, I don't really expect all of you to have watched...) It's like they didn't know how to play with each other. They don't exploit the flanks. They don't take up each othe's runs. They don't see players in empty spaces...When they did, Crouch scored from Beckham's cross, and Gerrard found space to blast a long-ranger... But Rooney's back, and bar a repeat performance in Euro 2004 (more specifically the injury against Portugal), England should go far. It had....Better.....Go....All.....The....WAY!!!!
2) If England was out of sorts, at least they've got 6 points..1998 Champs France looks like the Netherlands of old. Gifted with all the world class players you could ask for, in the likes of Henry, Zidane, Gallas, et all, it's currently the oldest (average age) team in the Finals. Not to mention it has drawn 2 matches thus far, with the Swiss and the (south) Koreans. Looks like their in for a repeat performance of WC 2002. The team seems to have lots of issues amongst players; Between captain and experience players, between keepers, and the sheer lack of coherence when attacking. Defensively their fine, but going forward.....I could almost say I can do better....Almost... (almost can still be anywhere between 1% and 99.999% difference...It's all about point of views...)
3) Czech Republic whooped USA 3-0, only to then go down to Ghana 2-0..Obviously an off day for the Czech...But their last opponents, the Azzuri....Who incidentally couldn't finish of the USA with a 1-1 draw, but did beat Ghana 2-0.... This group is wide open...And I hope the Italians fly back after the first round....
4) Ronaldo of Brazil (not the kid from Man U) looks more and more like a schoolboy footballer...Random moments of skill, but insignificant when you review the overall Brazilian performance.. Wonder if he'll be the fall of Brazil???it would be so easy if he gets injured, then the coach could actually pick Robinho to start...But Ronaldo's taknig good care of himself these days...avoiding tackles, run less, sprint less....So he should come out of the WC in tip top condition...what ever that is...Real Madrid would do well to let him lead the B team, haha!
5) Argentina on the other hand is off with flying colours..A 2-1 win over Ivory Coast, and then a 6-0 trashing of Sebia & Montenegro showed that they've got what it takes to claim the trophy this year...But since it's a WC i Europe, chances are it's going to be a EU nation that wins it...Sorry Argentina...
6) Germany has also qualified to the second round, but currently in Group A it's Ecuador that's stealing the headlines. A 2-0 win over Poland, and then a 3-0 win over Costa Rica put's them at top spot in Group A, and that wil be decided by the final match between Germany & Ecuador...But I like Ballack, so I'll still root for Germany to nick it. Besides, that makes it easier for England to avoid Germany in the second round....
7) Other notable mentions include Netherlands, who have also qualified by beating S&M 1-0 and Ivory Coast 2-1. Top of the group clash with Argentina next up.. Portugal also through to second round and Spain did a 4-0 over Ukraine and looks prime to go through tops.
What's bad about WC 2006...
1) Business worldwide other than FIFA would be less productive for a month.
2) Health of most football fans deteriorate over the tournament. Heart attacks and depression will be higher, especially when popular countries get knockout; England, France, Brazil, Argentina....
3) People who don't gamble will wager on somethnig during WC. I don't understand why, but that's the simple truth...Hell, even I have had a wager...Luckily I won...But until when??
And another 20 days to go...Have you the fever???
Wednesday, June 14, 2006
Time for Change
I no longer subscribe to Friendster......
If you were to ask why, the excuses are:
1) I don't own a digital camera, thus have no materials to post in Friendster. Something I notice everyone on it likes to do. "Look at me, I'm R&D"........have no idea where that came from, but who cares? Besides, putting photos of me online is dumb. The world's got enough eyesores to have me add to it...
2) I have no friends...Hmm, to some extent that's true, but then again it varies with definition. Some people have millions of friends (check out their Friendster links, and you'd agree), but wonder how many would visit him/her when they end up warded? Others have no 'friends', yet when in need, find their whole world chipping in. Oh, note difference in their whole world and the whole world....
3) I'm too shy to use it as a tool to meet new people......Ok, this may not be so much of an excuse....haha..
The reason why I quit Friendster is because I joined for a purpose, and that purpose no longer applies. As a result, staying connected that way no longer serves me any good, but in fact, does me a whole lot of bad....
Sorry, if those who saw the heading was hoping for something more positive...It still is to me...
If you were to ask why, the excuses are:
1) I don't own a digital camera, thus have no materials to post in Friendster. Something I notice everyone on it likes to do. "Look at me, I'm R&D"........have no idea where that came from, but who cares? Besides, putting photos of me online is dumb. The world's got enough eyesores to have me add to it...
2) I have no friends...Hmm, to some extent that's true, but then again it varies with definition. Some people have millions of friends (check out their Friendster links, and you'd agree), but wonder how many would visit him/her when they end up warded? Others have no 'friends', yet when in need, find their whole world chipping in. Oh, note difference in their whole world and the whole world....
3) I'm too shy to use it as a tool to meet new people......Ok, this may not be so much of an excuse....haha..
The reason why I quit Friendster is because I joined for a purpose, and that purpose no longer applies. As a result, staying connected that way no longer serves me any good, but in fact, does me a whole lot of bad....
Sorry, if those who saw the heading was hoping for something more positive...It still is to me...
Wednesday, May 31, 2006
Nothing to write...
So will just blabber a few lines and count it an entry. For those expecting a proper update on my life, sorry...
Recently I have come to realised that I have found little interest in songs today. Back 12 months, I would generally chose a song every 2-3 months to learn up (the lyrics only, btw) as an effort to increase my repertoire. However, since Evanescence (and even this is an album like 3-4 years ago), I have found little that interest me. And this despite me going to work in a car nigh daily, having the radio on for 45-50 minutes each day...Sad, isn't it?
Erm, looks like I'm running out of ideas...(better check what i've already written...)
Sob...I have nothing to wirte about..
I'm bored!!!
Recently I have come to realised that I have found little interest in songs today. Back 12 months, I would generally chose a song every 2-3 months to learn up (the lyrics only, btw) as an effort to increase my repertoire. However, since Evanescence (and even this is an album like 3-4 years ago), I have found little that interest me. And this despite me going to work in a car nigh daily, having the radio on for 45-50 minutes each day...Sad, isn't it?
Erm, looks like I'm running out of ideas...(better check what i've already written...)
Sob...I have nothing to wirte about..
I'm bored!!!
Tuesday, May 23, 2006
A little Ego Boost...
2 comments, another via email.....
It's nice to know I'm not the only person reading my own blog...Yes, I know, it's sad to say that i ma my own reader...I actually quite enjoy reading my own blog, mostly because of the memories I associate with the entries. And yes, I do have a lot of memories & emotions associated with my blog entries.
So for those of you who are reading, do feel free to comment. I may not respond to them accordingly, though maybe I should, but it's nice to know someone out there reads my silly rants. Sometimes not so silly, but most of the time, truly silly.
Back to work.
It's nice to know I'm not the only person reading my own blog...Yes, I know, it's sad to say that i ma my own reader...I actually quite enjoy reading my own blog, mostly because of the memories I associate with the entries. And yes, I do have a lot of memories & emotions associated with my blog entries.
So for those of you who are reading, do feel free to comment. I may not respond to them accordingly, though maybe I should, but it's nice to know someone out there reads my silly rants. Sometimes not so silly, but most of the time, truly silly.
Back to work.
Wednesday, May 17, 2006
Weekend Wedding
Most recently I have been troubled by my biological clock. However, since the beginning of the week, I have ceased to have these crazy thoughts and well, safe to say I'm temporarily cured. Whoever that said that men don't have their, ahem, monthly cycles lied. We just don't have them in such a scientifically reseached manner.
I was at a Malay wedding last weekend; Actually took the trouble to drive 3 hours/300KM just to be at a dinner reception that lasted 2 hours.. The main attraction was the supposed appearance of the crown prince of Pahang (that's a state in Malaysia) as well as the Sultan himself. Guess what? They both no show....Sad. The highest ranking person was the second son of the Sultan of Pahang.
The wedding took place in a hall, with a capacity of about 1000 persons. While the decorations were truly remarkable, candles, gold, silk, etc...The food was......common. Unlike the standard Chinese weddings, the food was displayed on each table wrapped in plastic so that people don't eat until the time is right (which is about 9.45pm???) And since there's only so much space in a table of eight, you can imagine how much food and variety is available. For those who are imagination challenged (can't seem to get this right), we had 1 chicken, 1 beef, 1 Acar (preserved vege), 1 vegetarian curry and desert. That's it. Thank god I didn't go all this way for the food.
The only consolation would be that being in Kuantan, I had the opportunity to buy really nice salted fish for my mom, and somewhat fitting for a Mother's Day present?? (Yes, call me El' Cheapo)...
I was at a Malay wedding last weekend; Actually took the trouble to drive 3 hours/300KM just to be at a dinner reception that lasted 2 hours.. The main attraction was the supposed appearance of the crown prince of Pahang (that's a state in Malaysia) as well as the Sultan himself. Guess what? They both no show....Sad. The highest ranking person was the second son of the Sultan of Pahang.
The wedding took place in a hall, with a capacity of about 1000 persons. While the decorations were truly remarkable, candles, gold, silk, etc...The food was......common. Unlike the standard Chinese weddings, the food was displayed on each table wrapped in plastic so that people don't eat until the time is right (which is about 9.45pm???) And since there's only so much space in a table of eight, you can imagine how much food and variety is available. For those who are imagination challenged (can't seem to get this right), we had 1 chicken, 1 beef, 1 Acar (preserved vege), 1 vegetarian curry and desert. That's it. Thank god I didn't go all this way for the food.
The only consolation would be that being in Kuantan, I had the opportunity to buy really nice salted fish for my mom, and somewhat fitting for a Mother's Day present?? (Yes, call me El' Cheapo)...
Thursday, May 11, 2006
Pissed with...
myself..
Been feeling rather bad about myself as I am seeing many others in my company, less senior than me, overtaking me in the corporate ladder. Pissed because I am progressing slowly, more pissed that I am pissed.
OK, not making much sense, I know, but I've always accepted that I am not up to this corporate ladder clombing. Don't like the politics, don't like the lies. (nothing against the money though, haha!) So I have been through this myself, over and over again, how I am not ready for this progression, at least in a people leader function. So I shouldn't feel bad that others have progressed ahead of me because of this. I shouldn't.
But I am. And that pisses me off. If anyone who ever knows me were to tell me I need help, I agree. But shrinks are just to expensive for me. So maybe one day my alternate personalities will finally manifest, and take over....At least I can then blame myself for my own shortcomings (not that I'm not already doing so.).
Ah, feeling sorry for oneself...Such a nice thing to do....Back to work....
Been feeling rather bad about myself as I am seeing many others in my company, less senior than me, overtaking me in the corporate ladder. Pissed because I am progressing slowly, more pissed that I am pissed.
OK, not making much sense, I know, but I've always accepted that I am not up to this corporate ladder clombing. Don't like the politics, don't like the lies. (nothing against the money though, haha!) So I have been through this myself, over and over again, how I am not ready for this progression, at least in a people leader function. So I shouldn't feel bad that others have progressed ahead of me because of this. I shouldn't.
But I am. And that pisses me off. If anyone who ever knows me were to tell me I need help, I agree. But shrinks are just to expensive for me. So maybe one day my alternate personalities will finally manifest, and take over....At least I can then blame myself for my own shortcomings (not that I'm not already doing so.).
Ah, feeling sorry for oneself...Such a nice thing to do....Back to work....
Friday, May 05, 2006
Age is catching up on me!!
I even asked some friends if they wanted to go Karaoke today. They didn't reply, though, so I'll be trudging back through some really nasty Friday traffic only to go home and eat, sleep, and play PC games....Did I mention I'm 28???
I tell you, eventually I might actually ask random people to movies!! Now, if ths was done by someone in their late teens or early twenties, it shows boldness and courage. At my age, it shows desperation!!!
Arrgggghhh.. Why am I writing this???
Ok, so it's becoming increasingly obvious that my biological clock is pushing my limits..I know i'll crack eventually, just hope that when I do, there's actually someone there that's worth it...
He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...
I tell you, eventually I might actually ask random people to movies!! Now, if ths was done by someone in their late teens or early twenties, it shows boldness and courage. At my age, it shows desperation!!!
Arrgggghhh.. Why am I writing this???
Ok, so it's becoming increasingly obvious that my biological clock is pushing my limits..I know i'll crack eventually, just hope that when I do, there's actually someone there that's worth it...
He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...He he...I'm going cuckoo...
Wednesday, May 03, 2006
About Conspiracy Theories...
For those who have read my Blog before, you'd know tht at some point I coined a conspiracy theory with reference to my workplace.
I'd like to say now that the conspiracy theory has failed to materialised, and that all components to the theory were accurate only until half way. Since then, I have moved jobs, some other guy has taken over my role, and the girl who's supposed to be the 'preferred' choice is now poised to join another team. No more powerpoints to run for you....
I'm glad I was wrong....Maybe not that glad, but still...I mean, of the 2 persons who were suppose to benefit from this 'theory' both are now still doing ok....So no harm really done...
So now it's time to move on to another conspiracy theory....Now, where's my black book?
I'd like to say now that the conspiracy theory has failed to materialised, and that all components to the theory were accurate only until half way. Since then, I have moved jobs, some other guy has taken over my role, and the girl who's supposed to be the 'preferred' choice is now poised to join another team. No more powerpoints to run for you....
I'm glad I was wrong....Maybe not that glad, but still...I mean, of the 2 persons who were suppose to benefit from this 'theory' both are now still doing ok....So no harm really done...
So now it's time to move on to another conspiracy theory....Now, where's my black book?
Tuesday, May 02, 2006
Redang's over
And boy, was it BBBBOOOOOORRRIIINGGGG....
Ok, so there were girls in (not less than) bikinis...Beach was sandy white and crystal clear waters....
But the group I went with didn't have the...."factor" so I ended up sleeping early at night. I also forgot to bring a recorder, which would have entertained me for a couple of minutes....haha..
I also couldn't snorkel properly since my nose kept on getting water (even with the mask) and I still had problems with large body of water....
All it needed was that certain someone....Holy shite....My clocks screaming like hell and I'm still not in any position to provide.....
Lightning strike me down!!!!! Save me from my misery......
On lighter note, what's life without (false) hopes and (unachievable) dreams???
Ok, so there were girls in (not less than) bikinis...Beach was sandy white and crystal clear waters....
But the group I went with didn't have the...."factor" so I ended up sleeping early at night. I also forgot to bring a recorder, which would have entertained me for a couple of minutes....haha..
I also couldn't snorkel properly since my nose kept on getting water (even with the mask) and I still had problems with large body of water....
All it needed was that certain someone....Holy shite....My clocks screaming like hell and I'm still not in any position to provide.....
Lightning strike me down!!!!! Save me from my misery......
On lighter note, what's life without (false) hopes and (unachievable) dreams???
Thursday, April 27, 2006
Tomorrow....
I shall travel to Redang...
While it is a company trip, I don't fancy myself enjoying too much. No, I have nothing against sandy beaches and lovely corals, but the sheer thought of spending such quality time with 'strangers' and not....
Hmm, maybe I should try to regurgitate my whole experience? I don't expect much to happen, as I'm sure I'll be bored stiff and end up all by myself (due to my un'happening' character)...
In any case, someone's B'day is today and I hope he scores....And I mean well, you punk..
Another person's B'day is tomorrow and I hope she has a good time after clearing her taxes...
In any case, your birthdays could not be worse than mine!!
While it is a company trip, I don't fancy myself enjoying too much. No, I have nothing against sandy beaches and lovely corals, but the sheer thought of spending such quality time with 'strangers' and not....
Hmm, maybe I should try to regurgitate my whole experience? I don't expect much to happen, as I'm sure I'll be bored stiff and end up all by myself (due to my un'happening' character)...
In any case, someone's B'day is today and I hope he scores....And I mean well, you punk..
Another person's B'day is tomorrow and I hope she has a good time after clearing her taxes...
In any case, your birthdays could not be worse than mine!!
Monday, April 10, 2006
Singapore, 5th March and beyond (should be conclusion)
Ok, ok, it's been 1 month already and I haven't finished this story...So let's move straight to where we left off.
So the tourney is over, and we decided to go for a little snack..So where do we go to snack?? Burger King of course!! I decided to go for the 3 burger for $10 Sing combo, while the other 3 shared the combo (yes, my snack cost me RM 25).... Then we proceeded to go to the hotel and slept...Guess a day of wrestling can be rather tiring....
Later I woke up about nine and we decided we should go do some snacking, and later the rest of the gang wanted to go cybercafe...Some of us seems to have important things to do online...like update Fantasy League teams!
So Sunday night was almost like nothing happened.....Wait, let's think for awhile.....Actually Loco went to meet up and hang out with friends, me & Dawn slept, and Azmin went cybercafe after we returned from the tournament...Then Loco returned and we started to return back borrowed items....And Dawn showed her promo card, the Atomic Powerbomb Suplexbuster Piledriver Bulldog DDT of Doom.......And me and Loco began a bidding/pleading war for Dawn to sell/give it to us...We didn't succeed, of course..Then we went mamak and after that....The next morning....
Woke up about 7am and everyone started packing up. We decided that we'd look for the closest bus stop and get a ride across the causeway and then get a ride from JB to KL...Unfortunately we left rather early on a Monday, and no shopping complex opened yet...Oh, Oh, (see, memory failing me), we actually wanted to take the MRT to the last stop that let's a get a bus across the causeway, but no one remembered which train it was and how to get there. So we stumbled to the nearest MRT station, Bugis, I think and was advised by the counter person to take a bus across instead. So here we have, 4 persons with heavy bags over our shoulder, being directed to the bus station behind the church around the corner...Piece of cake, right?
Wrong. We got back up (the station was underground) and lo and behold...what church? Just outside the entrance was a bus stop, so we thought this must be it. Only to find out that no buses really go across the causeway from here, and Azmin's 1st attempt to get directions was a failure as he ended up asking a (what i think is) Vietnamese....After further enquiries with other locals, we were finally shown the way and had to walk another 10 minutes before finding the church...Even then, we had to make another enquiry (what would we have done without Azmin asking random strangers) before realising the bus stop was behind the church....
Actually, I saw the bus stop behind the church, but who would believe me??? Ok, so we found the bus stop, got on a bus that crosses the causeway, corssed the causeway, had no problems with Immigration, and finally reached the JB bus station. After resisting bus operators hoping to get us to hop on the next bus out to KL, simply because we were hungry (haven't taken breakfast) and I still had stomach issues, we stopped by McDonalds. Once we have had our meals, and Azmin & Loco having another 'eye' experience, we got on the bus and head back to KL....
And there rest is now history....Sorry it took so long to complete this story, but I'm glad it's finally finished. I'll be back, Singapore, stronger than ever and I promised, next year, I'll make top 16. Else, I'll retire......
NOT!!!
So the tourney is over, and we decided to go for a little snack..So where do we go to snack?? Burger King of course!! I decided to go for the 3 burger for $10 Sing combo, while the other 3 shared the combo (yes, my snack cost me RM 25).... Then we proceeded to go to the hotel and slept...Guess a day of wrestling can be rather tiring....
Later I woke up about nine and we decided we should go do some snacking, and later the rest of the gang wanted to go cybercafe...Some of us seems to have important things to do online...like update Fantasy League teams!
So Sunday night was almost like nothing happened.....Wait, let's think for awhile.....Actually Loco went to meet up and hang out with friends, me & Dawn slept, and Azmin went cybercafe after we returned from the tournament...Then Loco returned and we started to return back borrowed items....And Dawn showed her promo card, the Atomic Powerbomb Suplexbuster Piledriver Bulldog DDT of Doom.......And me and Loco began a bidding/pleading war for Dawn to sell/give it to us...We didn't succeed, of course..Then we went mamak and after that....The next morning....
Woke up about 7am and everyone started packing up. We decided that we'd look for the closest bus stop and get a ride across the causeway and then get a ride from JB to KL...Unfortunately we left rather early on a Monday, and no shopping complex opened yet...Oh, Oh, (see, memory failing me), we actually wanted to take the MRT to the last stop that let's a get a bus across the causeway, but no one remembered which train it was and how to get there. So we stumbled to the nearest MRT station, Bugis, I think and was advised by the counter person to take a bus across instead. So here we have, 4 persons with heavy bags over our shoulder, being directed to the bus station behind the church around the corner...Piece of cake, right?
Wrong. We got back up (the station was underground) and lo and behold...what church? Just outside the entrance was a bus stop, so we thought this must be it. Only to find out that no buses really go across the causeway from here, and Azmin's 1st attempt to get directions was a failure as he ended up asking a (what i think is) Vietnamese....After further enquiries with other locals, we were finally shown the way and had to walk another 10 minutes before finding the church...Even then, we had to make another enquiry (what would we have done without Azmin asking random strangers) before realising the bus stop was behind the church....
Actually, I saw the bus stop behind the church, but who would believe me??? Ok, so we found the bus stop, got on a bus that crosses the causeway, corssed the causeway, had no problems with Immigration, and finally reached the JB bus station. After resisting bus operators hoping to get us to hop on the next bus out to KL, simply because we were hungry (haven't taken breakfast) and I still had stomach issues, we stopped by McDonalds. Once we have had our meals, and Azmin & Loco having another 'eye' experience, we got on the bus and head back to KL....
And there rest is now history....Sorry it took so long to complete this story, but I'm glad it's finally finished. I'll be back, Singapore, stronger than ever and I promised, next year, I'll make top 16. Else, I'll retire......
NOT!!!
Wednesday, March 29, 2006
Singapore, 5th March
OK, by the way, Liverpool has since scored 18 goals in about 4 matches....
It's now Sunday morning and as usual, someone else' handphone alarm went off (not mine), but I woke up first....So we freshened up, got ready and left the hotel by about 8.15am. The cool thing this time was that we booked for Sunday night as well, so no need to lug around our whole travel bag and stuff and look like nomads at the tournament (last year that was what happened). Breakfast was unfortunately not Burger King.....Since we were somewhat late (by my standards, anyway, we were there early), we had to go to the venue first, scout around and then decide to have breakfast near the venue.
Breakfast for everyone was similar to KL, Roti Chanai, Fried Meehon and Wantan Mee for myself. No pork though, damn. After a quick (like 15 minutes?) breakfast, we returned to the venue where I proceeded to find some trade opportunities. Dawn made some moves on some Adrian she met last year, though it's intentional here to mean something else, when it actually wasn't. Who am I not trying to confuse here??? Moving on..
Trading didn't go very well in the beginning, probably because everyone was tense over the looming round one...In any case, let's see if you notice anthing about my next seven matches...
Oh, in case you forgot, I'm playing Face Your Freakin' Hero
Round 1:
Edge (Superstar Value(SSV) 3)
Was actually quite confident I'd nick a win, simple because I didn't know any better. Prematches that included Fan's love an Underdog, and I'm an Underdog, sent my SSV sky high and Edge having a handsize good for Road to Victory(RtV). However, due to my lack (none) of practice, I played like a noob( amatuer) and let Edge smack me silly and call me.....I of course, lost....
0-1
Round - 2: Rob Van Dam (SSV 3)
This is actually a kid that Dawn had to rematch with, after (not sure who) they decided to play wrong opponents for round 1. Dawn won the match, got incorrectly paired down to play me, and thus her opponent met me instead (Swiss Round rules....Don't know about it? too bad, haha). Being a kid that he is, he wasn't very confident of his deck and thus by sheer maturity, I won. (yes, me the bully...)
1-1
Round 3: Big Freakin' Machine (SSV 3)
Yet another kid, but this one knew how to play the deck. The moment he dropped the Throwback (TB) Inferno Match, I knew I was doomed. Before we even started the match, I had lost about 20 cards to overturn..Safe to say, I killed myself this match.
1-2
Round 4: Shelton Benjamin (SSV 3)
Aha! My namesake, and a 'tou tai' (student) to my SuperStar....Unfortunately my lack of playtesting meant that I was yet again bashed to bits, and My Freakin' Hero was freaking out due to the number of losses that I have. At this point I was truly contemplating dropping...Wonder why I didn't...Oh, I had a trend, i wanted to know if it would continue...
Round 5: Chris Jericho (SSV 3)
This is by far my best matchup, simply because locally I have a "jericho" player who does nothing but say "Dis-card...a-card..." every turn. Knowing how this SuperStar worked, I manage to do the unthinkable....I Victory rolled this basta@^@^@^@@^!!!!!!!! fyi, this is what the local guy does to win..(you know who you are ,you pirate!).
2-3
Round 6: Junkyard Dog (SSV 3)
Who the hell is this??? His ability was that all his grapples are -7F...Which meant a lot of the big grapple manuevers can be thrown at me from the start. Couple that with him playing Hell in the Cell, I was doomed. I was actually trying to save myself, but my last ditch effort with Do You Live By the 3 I's to shuffle back 7 face/heel cards didn't save my ass and I lost in the end. ( I also cheated by shuffling It's True! It's True! which isn't a face/heel card for me....)
2-4
Round 7: John Cena (SSV 3)
See the trend? I did.. This John Cena player probably played this guy for fun, because he idolises Cena, or he doesn't have any deck and was given Cena to play with. Cena is actually very week in the meta game, and therefore even without my playtesting, Cena lost....A clear indication he was just as ill prepared as I was...He didn't dicard my backlash card at all, and he had about 15 fortitude....
3-4
And so goes the ex- 6-1 performer to a meager 3-4 result. I should be ashamed of myself...Actually I am....NOT!! (lie)
So what did Benjamin Lam learn from this fruitless venture to Singapore?
1) Who needs a backstage signature when all your opponents were SSV 3? Reduce their SSV so that they could Underrated SuperStar???? I tell you, SSV 3 SuperStar rocks now!
2) Don't go to a tournament unprepared, thinking that theory is suffice. My indecision cost me lots of games, if not all, and my lack of playtest as well.
3) Have burget King for breakfast, lunch and Dinner, no matter what your other travelling mates say...Else, what else have you got good to remember by??
Oh, I also failed to mention we did end up having Burger King for lunch.. While they shared a set for 3, I had my own set...But that's not the main story....
Oh, time to go home, last part coming next!!
It's now Sunday morning and as usual, someone else' handphone alarm went off (not mine), but I woke up first....So we freshened up, got ready and left the hotel by about 8.15am. The cool thing this time was that we booked for Sunday night as well, so no need to lug around our whole travel bag and stuff and look like nomads at the tournament (last year that was what happened). Breakfast was unfortunately not Burger King.....Since we were somewhat late (by my standards, anyway, we were there early), we had to go to the venue first, scout around and then decide to have breakfast near the venue.
Breakfast for everyone was similar to KL, Roti Chanai, Fried Meehon and Wantan Mee for myself. No pork though, damn. After a quick (like 15 minutes?) breakfast, we returned to the venue where I proceeded to find some trade opportunities. Dawn made some moves on some Adrian she met last year, though it's intentional here to mean something else, when it actually wasn't. Who am I not trying to confuse here??? Moving on..
Trading didn't go very well in the beginning, probably because everyone was tense over the looming round one...In any case, let's see if you notice anthing about my next seven matches...
Oh, in case you forgot, I'm playing Face Your Freakin' Hero
Round 1:
Edge (Superstar Value(SSV) 3)
Was actually quite confident I'd nick a win, simple because I didn't know any better. Prematches that included Fan's love an Underdog, and I'm an Underdog, sent my SSV sky high and Edge having a handsize good for Road to Victory(RtV). However, due to my lack (none) of practice, I played like a noob( amatuer) and let Edge smack me silly and call me.....I of course, lost....
0-1
Round - 2: Rob Van Dam (SSV 3)
This is actually a kid that Dawn had to rematch with, after (not sure who) they decided to play wrong opponents for round 1. Dawn won the match, got incorrectly paired down to play me, and thus her opponent met me instead (Swiss Round rules....Don't know about it? too bad, haha). Being a kid that he is, he wasn't very confident of his deck and thus by sheer maturity, I won. (yes, me the bully...)
1-1
Round 3: Big Freakin' Machine (SSV 3)
Yet another kid, but this one knew how to play the deck. The moment he dropped the Throwback (TB) Inferno Match, I knew I was doomed. Before we even started the match, I had lost about 20 cards to overturn..Safe to say, I killed myself this match.
1-2
Round 4: Shelton Benjamin (SSV 3)
Aha! My namesake, and a 'tou tai' (student) to my SuperStar....Unfortunately my lack of playtesting meant that I was yet again bashed to bits, and My Freakin' Hero was freaking out due to the number of losses that I have. At this point I was truly contemplating dropping...Wonder why I didn't...Oh, I had a trend, i wanted to know if it would continue...
Round 5: Chris Jericho (SSV 3)
This is by far my best matchup, simply because locally I have a "jericho" player who does nothing but say "Dis-card...a-card..." every turn. Knowing how this SuperStar worked, I manage to do the unthinkable....I Victory rolled this basta@^@^@^@@^!!!!!!!! fyi, this is what the local guy does to win..(you know who you are ,you pirate!).
2-3
Round 6: Junkyard Dog (SSV 3)
Who the hell is this??? His ability was that all his grapples are -7F...Which meant a lot of the big grapple manuevers can be thrown at me from the start. Couple that with him playing Hell in the Cell, I was doomed. I was actually trying to save myself, but my last ditch effort with Do You Live By the 3 I's to shuffle back 7 face/heel cards didn't save my ass and I lost in the end. ( I also cheated by shuffling It's True! It's True! which isn't a face/heel card for me....)
2-4
Round 7: John Cena (SSV 3)
See the trend? I did.. This John Cena player probably played this guy for fun, because he idolises Cena, or he doesn't have any deck and was given Cena to play with. Cena is actually very week in the meta game, and therefore even without my playtesting, Cena lost....A clear indication he was just as ill prepared as I was...He didn't dicard my backlash card at all, and he had about 15 fortitude....
3-4
And so goes the ex- 6-1 performer to a meager 3-4 result. I should be ashamed of myself...Actually I am....NOT!! (lie)
So what did Benjamin Lam learn from this fruitless venture to Singapore?
1) Who needs a backstage signature when all your opponents were SSV 3? Reduce their SSV so that they could Underrated SuperStar???? I tell you, SSV 3 SuperStar rocks now!
2) Don't go to a tournament unprepared, thinking that theory is suffice. My indecision cost me lots of games, if not all, and my lack of playtest as well.
3) Have burget King for breakfast, lunch and Dinner, no matter what your other travelling mates say...Else, what else have you got good to remember by??
Oh, I also failed to mention we did end up having Burger King for lunch.. While they shared a set for 3, I had my own set...But that's not the main story....
Oh, time to go home, last part coming next!!
Wednesday, March 15, 2006
Singapore - 2006 Quick Note
(Writing this has been harder than I thought this year. With the slowing down of blogging amongst people I know, as well as my own laziness, coupled with my stresses at work and home, this is going to take me quite a while to finish..But I will finish it, albeit very slowly.....And with loads of memory losses)
Friday, March 10, 2006
Singapore, 4th March 2006 (part II)
So where was I?
Oh, we discovered that we were about 300 lots away from our hotel on the same street. With the luggage that we have, the 300 lots weren't as appealing as you'd think. But our need to settle down (as in check in, not anything else, mind you) as well as my need to, ahem, clear certain parts of my body, was good enough motivation that we proceeded to the hotel asap...Oh, asap differs especially when you have people who don't walk fast (you know who I mean, haha).
Upon reaching the entrance to the hotel (fyi, it's a budget hotel, so no fancy lobby to s(h)it and wait...Me and Azmin went up to the reception on 2nd floor to check in..(read this) As we checked in, the receptionist/front desk/owner (probably) asked if it was just 2 persons....And Azmin said yes!!Then we got a room that just outside the reception!! Once we moved into the room, we had to decide quickly how we were going to get Loco & Dawn in as there was no way would could sneak them into our room. It didn't take too long for Azmin to 'bear it all' with the hotel and bring in the rest, while I decided to clear my bowels. (!)
After I finished taking care of myself, I found it worrying that they were still not inside the room. My guesses include:
1) They came in, and went out to chill;
2) The hotel said no to having 4 persons in the room and forces them to check in in another room, thus Azmin is with them;
3) The hotel has no other rooms and wants them elsewhere;
4) The hotel isn't happy we (Azmin, I'm so crucifying you on this one, haha!) lied, and thus god knows what else would have happened'
5) They're still negotiating the deal.
So I decided to go out to look for them, only to discover them all seated in front of the room and the reception. It seems that the hotel does not have extra keys, and the one I have in the room (needed to turn the power on) was the only key that can unlock our room door. So they had waited all this while (I was happily freshining myself, haha) and they were obviously unhappy. It didn't help that I could see no wrong in what I've (not) done, I mean, I really didn't know. But an apology would have made things easier. And you guessed it right, I didn't apologise.
So while Dawn proceeds to freshen herself, the guys (3 Liverpool fans, btw), decided to do some deck practice. At the same time, the trip got it's eventual name, 2 liverpool fans, 1 random girl and a dumba$$ in the toilet came from....that's not relevant. It did, ofcourse, made me feel bad (I actually reacted like a very mean kid, haha)...Fortunately, the other 2 liverpool fans were more adult than myself and the whole situation was 'resolved' peacefully. It wasn't fully resolved, but an understanding was achieved to allow us to proceed with the trip without too much bad blood.
Oh, I should mention, I haven't decided on which deck to play yet. I brought GoldBerg & Chris Benoit, as well as borrowed (insert serial caller)'s Your Freakin' Hero...but still continued to question myself who to play. Everyone's advise to play the deck I'm most comfortable with didn't seem to sink in, and I continued on my streak of insanity by even building yet another deck, RVD, and playtested it that night. It didn't work, of course (and thank god, you'll find out too tomorrow) so try and guess who I played the next day?? (Those who already know need not answer aloud).
In the end, after several games (which actually isn't enough), I decided the inevitable......I shal play Your Freakin' Hero!!! And then I proceeded to go to sleep, got to wake up early tomorrow, you see.
Sidenote: The was EPL that night, and as usual I decided against watching the Liverpool match. They didn't lose, but they didn't score either....And they haven't won since....boo hoo..
Oh, we discovered that we were about 300 lots away from our hotel on the same street. With the luggage that we have, the 300 lots weren't as appealing as you'd think. But our need to settle down (as in check in, not anything else, mind you) as well as my need to, ahem, clear certain parts of my body, was good enough motivation that we proceeded to the hotel asap...Oh, asap differs especially when you have people who don't walk fast (you know who I mean, haha).
Upon reaching the entrance to the hotel (fyi, it's a budget hotel, so no fancy lobby to s(h)it and wait...Me and Azmin went up to the reception on 2nd floor to check in..(read this) As we checked in, the receptionist/front desk/owner (probably) asked if it was just 2 persons....And Azmin said yes!!Then we got a room that just outside the reception!! Once we moved into the room, we had to decide quickly how we were going to get Loco & Dawn in as there was no way would could sneak them into our room. It didn't take too long for Azmin to 'bear it all' with the hotel and bring in the rest, while I decided to clear my bowels. (!)
After I finished taking care of myself, I found it worrying that they were still not inside the room. My guesses include:
1) They came in, and went out to chill;
2) The hotel said no to having 4 persons in the room and forces them to check in in another room, thus Azmin is with them;
3) The hotel has no other rooms and wants them elsewhere;
4) The hotel isn't happy we (Azmin, I'm so crucifying you on this one, haha!) lied, and thus god knows what else would have happened'
5) They're still negotiating the deal.
So I decided to go out to look for them, only to discover them all seated in front of the room and the reception. It seems that the hotel does not have extra keys, and the one I have in the room (needed to turn the power on) was the only key that can unlock our room door. So they had waited all this while (I was happily freshining myself, haha) and they were obviously unhappy. It didn't help that I could see no wrong in what I've (not) done, I mean, I really didn't know. But an apology would have made things easier. And you guessed it right, I didn't apologise.
So while Dawn proceeds to freshen herself, the guys (3 Liverpool fans, btw), decided to do some deck practice. At the same time, the trip got it's eventual name, 2 liverpool fans, 1 random girl and a dumba$$ in the toilet came from....that's not relevant. It did, ofcourse, made me feel bad (I actually reacted like a very mean kid, haha)...Fortunately, the other 2 liverpool fans were more adult than myself and the whole situation was 'resolved' peacefully. It wasn't fully resolved, but an understanding was achieved to allow us to proceed with the trip without too much bad blood.
Oh, I should mention, I haven't decided on which deck to play yet. I brought GoldBerg & Chris Benoit, as well as borrowed (insert serial caller)'s Your Freakin' Hero...but still continued to question myself who to play. Everyone's advise to play the deck I'm most comfortable with didn't seem to sink in, and I continued on my streak of insanity by even building yet another deck, RVD, and playtested it that night. It didn't work, of course (and thank god, you'll find out too tomorrow) so try and guess who I played the next day?? (Those who already know need not answer aloud).
In the end, after several games (which actually isn't enough), I decided the inevitable......I shal play Your Freakin' Hero!!! And then I proceeded to go to sleep, got to wake up early tomorrow, you see.
Sidenote: The was EPL that night, and as usual I decided against watching the Liverpool match. They didn't lose, but they didn't score either....And they haven't won since....boo hoo..
Tuesday, March 07, 2006
Saturday, 4th March 2006
It's 6.10 am. I'm actually quite awake, but sometimes getting out of bed isn't as easy as it seems. So after a couple of snoozes (of my alarm) I finally woke up to get reasy for the trip to Singapore. Then some bloke (you know who you are) decided to call me while I was brushing my teeth! At least it's good to know the rest have woken up too, but getting a call at 6.45am when you have already awaken isn't very nice. However, when you are asleep.......
Got a ride from my sister all the way to Puduraya. Meeting time was supposed to be 8.00am, however I arrived at 7.30am instead (This is not the only time where I do a reverse of the Malaysian timing culture). Called the others to ascertain their location and ETA and then proceeded to find a Mamak restaurant to have some tea. I wasn't feeling so well in the tummy, so couldn't bring upon myself to look for a moeny changer or get the tickets for our rides down to Singapore. About half an hour later, Azmin called to find out where I was, only to pass by the Mamak and not know I was there because they thought I was inside Puduraya...
Oh, maybe it's time to introduce my travelling party....There's me, well, you should have known that by now...There's Azmin, who also went to Singapore last year for the same event. There's Dawn, who for the second consecutive year, is the only female player in the tournament, and lastly there's Loco, the 'new arrival' who isn't that 'new' really because he's actually older than all of us... So this was the trip of 2 Liverpool Fans, 1 Random Girl and a DumbA$$ in the Toilet (Did I get this right? Something like that lah, ok?) I'll explain the dumba$$ later...
Funny number 1: All 3 'veterans' forgot about getting Singapore currency, and as it was way too early, the money changer isn't open. While the turn of events made it possible for us to change Sing dollars before we boarded our bus, the truth is, we would have gotten better rates had we have changed in Singapore instead.
By the way, we managed to secure bus tickets for a Bus to leave at 9.00am, only to have the 'traffic' situation in Puduraya make us wait until 10.00am before the bus went on it's way. Thus we managed to get some Sing dollars, as the local money changer opened at 9.00am.
Funny 2: As I mentioned, I had some issues with my digestive system, and took the delay as a chance to 'relieve' myself. However, i took longer than the gang expected, so they sent Azmin to go search for me. After I was done, I noticed 4 missed calls (god knows why I didn't hear them in the first place) and an sms "dude, where are you?". I rushed to the platform only to find Azmin is still looking for me...Luckily we all managed to get on the bus together (obviously helped by the late, late bus).
The bus stopped somewhere in Batu Pahat, I think, for a break. We alighted for lunch, and then Azmin and Loco made a startling discovery...It seems that a certain cashier was demanding a lot of their attention, and they made very little effort to hide it. They also brought to my attention that one of the passenger was somewhat, tomboyish. Unfortunately, me in my unwell state (still having stomach issues) it took Dawn quite a number of sentences before I got what they were saying. Back to the cashier, Azmin made a second trip for tissue, while Loco was admiring the scenery very much. We only had 1/2 an hour, though, so time to get back on the bus.
Nothing much else happen, we passed through Malaysian Border, then Singapore Border, with little fuss. Loco was made a pass on by the Singaporean Immigression officer, but other than that, nothing we didn't expect.
Conversation 1:
"So Azmin, do you know where our Hotel is?"
"It's on Beach Road."
"And how do we get there?"
"I don't know."
"So you have the map with you?"
"No."
"You have their number?"
"Yes. And the address too."
(Please note that having the number isn't reall helpful as all of us are on prepaid mobile phones, and calling/receiving calls cost a bomb!)
In the meantime, we were also having this serial caller calling each of us, one after another, almost every other hour..(You know who you are)..Will talk about that person later...
The bus drove into Beach Road (road signs help, I tell you!) and we asked to be allowed to board off. However, the driver explained that Singaporeans are very strict towards where busses may offload their passengers, so we only manage to get off (ahem) another block away. Taking all our stuff, we had to walk about 150-200 metres before reaching the junction of Beach Road.
Conversation 2:
"What's the address again?"
"97 Beach Road"
!!
The lot number of the first building on Beach Road that we saw was 397!! Long, long walk ahead....
(to be continued...)
Got a ride from my sister all the way to Puduraya. Meeting time was supposed to be 8.00am, however I arrived at 7.30am instead (This is not the only time where I do a reverse of the Malaysian timing culture). Called the others to ascertain their location and ETA and then proceeded to find a Mamak restaurant to have some tea. I wasn't feeling so well in the tummy, so couldn't bring upon myself to look for a moeny changer or get the tickets for our rides down to Singapore. About half an hour later, Azmin called to find out where I was, only to pass by the Mamak and not know I was there because they thought I was inside Puduraya...
Oh, maybe it's time to introduce my travelling party....There's me, well, you should have known that by now...There's Azmin, who also went to Singapore last year for the same event. There's Dawn, who for the second consecutive year, is the only female player in the tournament, and lastly there's Loco, the 'new arrival' who isn't that 'new' really because he's actually older than all of us... So this was the trip of 2 Liverpool Fans, 1 Random Girl and a DumbA$$ in the Toilet (Did I get this right? Something like that lah, ok?) I'll explain the dumba$$ later...
Funny number 1: All 3 'veterans' forgot about getting Singapore currency, and as it was way too early, the money changer isn't open. While the turn of events made it possible for us to change Sing dollars before we boarded our bus, the truth is, we would have gotten better rates had we have changed in Singapore instead.
By the way, we managed to secure bus tickets for a Bus to leave at 9.00am, only to have the 'traffic' situation in Puduraya make us wait until 10.00am before the bus went on it's way. Thus we managed to get some Sing dollars, as the local money changer opened at 9.00am.
Funny 2: As I mentioned, I had some issues with my digestive system, and took the delay as a chance to 'relieve' myself. However, i took longer than the gang expected, so they sent Azmin to go search for me. After I was done, I noticed 4 missed calls (god knows why I didn't hear them in the first place) and an sms "dude, where are you?". I rushed to the platform only to find Azmin is still looking for me...Luckily we all managed to get on the bus together (obviously helped by the late, late bus).
The bus stopped somewhere in Batu Pahat, I think, for a break. We alighted for lunch, and then Azmin and Loco made a startling discovery...It seems that a certain cashier was demanding a lot of their attention, and they made very little effort to hide it. They also brought to my attention that one of the passenger was somewhat, tomboyish. Unfortunately, me in my unwell state (still having stomach issues) it took Dawn quite a number of sentences before I got what they were saying. Back to the cashier, Azmin made a second trip for tissue, while Loco was admiring the scenery very much. We only had 1/2 an hour, though, so time to get back on the bus.
Nothing much else happen, we passed through Malaysian Border, then Singapore Border, with little fuss. Loco was made a pass on by the Singaporean Immigression officer, but other than that, nothing we didn't expect.
Conversation 1:
"So Azmin, do you know where our Hotel is?"
"It's on Beach Road."
"And how do we get there?"
"I don't know."
"So you have the map with you?"
"No."
"You have their number?"
"Yes. And the address too."
(Please note that having the number isn't reall helpful as all of us are on prepaid mobile phones, and calling/receiving calls cost a bomb!)
In the meantime, we were also having this serial caller calling each of us, one after another, almost every other hour..(You know who you are)..Will talk about that person later...
The bus drove into Beach Road (road signs help, I tell you!) and we asked to be allowed to board off. However, the driver explained that Singaporeans are very strict towards where busses may offload their passengers, so we only manage to get off (ahem) another block away. Taking all our stuff, we had to walk about 150-200 metres before reaching the junction of Beach Road.
Conversation 2:
"What's the address again?"
"97 Beach Road"
!!
The lot number of the first building on Beach Road that we saw was 397!! Long, long walk ahead....
(to be continued...)
Friday, March 03, 2006
Singapore 2006!
It's that time of the year again where I make my way to Singapore for a Raw Deal Tournament. For those who have actually followed this site, you'd recall my 'amazing' adventure last year.....Ok, maybe not that amazing, but who knows??? So I'll make a pre-empt move today and talk about it before it even happens!
Singapore Raw Deal Qualifiers 2006 - Prologue
I've actually been deck testing for a 2 weeks (only) and have not yet settled on a deck. This time the travelling party is much smaller, with only myself, Azmin & Dawn from previous trip and Loco who's the newbie....I mean, new to this travel to the next country and bash up singaporeans in a tournament.....Wait, I think he's done those too, just with a different card game...Oh, whatever....
So the past four days have had me going to AmCorp Mall every night, trying to get back in the groove of playing wrestling....You see, I've been somewhat sidetracked for a couple of months with other, erm, 'priorities' not amounting to future planning. In fact, nowhere close..Oh what the hell, I've been Anachronism-ing, playing Space Rangers and Football Manager 2006 on PC. Therefore my wrestling skills have somewhat, dwindled?
So, back to wrestling, as I mentioned, I can't decide on what deck to play. So I'm currently deciding between Chris Benoit, GOLDBerg or Your Freakin' Hero ( those with no WWE interest would have no inkling what I'm talking about). I haven't even built the Benoit deck yet, and am relying on another player, who, unfortunately can't go, to supply the Freakin' Hero deck. Oh well, what should I do???
Tonight I have to build a Babe of the Year deck for Dawn, pack my luggage, pack the stuff I need to bring to Singapore, and hope that I wake up on time tomorrow.....Did I mentioned I offered to be an alarm clock for Azmin??? I wonder if I'll oversleep and miss the whole thing.....Actually, that's not too bad an idea....
Wait.....MY CREDIT CARD WAS USED TO BOOK THE HOTEL!!!!!! I can't not go!!!!!
Singapore Raw Deal Qualifiers 2006 - Prologue
I've actually been deck testing for a 2 weeks (only) and have not yet settled on a deck. This time the travelling party is much smaller, with only myself, Azmin & Dawn from previous trip and Loco who's the newbie....I mean, new to this travel to the next country and bash up singaporeans in a tournament.....Wait, I think he's done those too, just with a different card game...Oh, whatever....
So the past four days have had me going to AmCorp Mall every night, trying to get back in the groove of playing wrestling....You see, I've been somewhat sidetracked for a couple of months with other, erm, 'priorities' not amounting to future planning. In fact, nowhere close..Oh what the hell, I've been Anachronism-ing, playing Space Rangers and Football Manager 2006 on PC. Therefore my wrestling skills have somewhat, dwindled?
So, back to wrestling, as I mentioned, I can't decide on what deck to play. So I'm currently deciding between Chris Benoit, GOLDBerg or Your Freakin' Hero ( those with no WWE interest would have no inkling what I'm talking about). I haven't even built the Benoit deck yet, and am relying on another player, who, unfortunately can't go, to supply the Freakin' Hero deck. Oh well, what should I do???
Tonight I have to build a Babe of the Year deck for Dawn, pack my luggage, pack the stuff I need to bring to Singapore, and hope that I wake up on time tomorrow.....Did I mentioned I offered to be an alarm clock for Azmin??? I wonder if I'll oversleep and miss the whole thing.....Actually, that's not too bad an idea....
Wait.....MY CREDIT CARD WAS USED TO BOOK THE HOTEL!!!!!! I can't not go!!!!!
Thursday, February 16, 2006
And the conspiracy continues.....
Remember I posted last year on a conspiracy, where certain events were happening to allow someone to move into my position??? ( I hope I didn't move that entry, haha...better go check later) Well, it's been awhile and Part 3 didn't happen. So I decided to do my little bit and give it some push by vacating myself....psst...Don't tell anyone in my office, it's not official yet...
So since then the ball is rolling again, and Part 3 (Creation) will commence pretty soon. Once that happens, I am confident Part 4 (Reconciliation) will take place and I will be free!!!!!!!!(?????????)
Planning for a trip down to Singapore next week, yet another Raw Deal qualifiers....Might just go crazy and post it like last year....Let's hope my poor spirits don't stop me from writing another story for your enjoyment!!
So since then the ball is rolling again, and Part 3 (Creation) will commence pretty soon. Once that happens, I am confident Part 4 (Reconciliation) will take place and I will be free!!!!!!!!(?????????)
Planning for a trip down to Singapore next week, yet another Raw Deal qualifiers....Might just go crazy and post it like last year....Let's hope my poor spirits don't stop me from writing another story for your enjoyment!!
Friday, February 10, 2006
How are you??
I hate that question. Really. Because everytime someone ask me that I have to lie. Either that, or I'll end up deliberating what should my answer be, and eventually still lie.
I'm Fine. Excellent. Ok. Great.
My best honest opinion is " I'm still alive". Yet when people hear that they think that I'm being difficult, or that I'm being sarcastic. Why can't they see that it's the only non-lie non-damaging answer that I have?
I can't tell them I'm not getting any, can I? I can't tell them I'm broke? Or that I'm having a pain in the neck and wished I was at home. I can't say that I would've been better until I saw their face, no?
So that I believe is the question I hate most. If you read this, and you meet me sometime in future, just say hi. I'd like that much more.
I'm Fine. Excellent. Ok. Great.
My best honest opinion is " I'm still alive". Yet when people hear that they think that I'm being difficult, or that I'm being sarcastic. Why can't they see that it's the only non-lie non-damaging answer that I have?
I can't tell them I'm not getting any, can I? I can't tell them I'm broke? Or that I'm having a pain in the neck and wished I was at home. I can't say that I would've been better until I saw their face, no?
So that I believe is the question I hate most. If you read this, and you meet me sometime in future, just say hi. I'd like that much more.
Wednesday, January 25, 2006
No post for so long....why???
I've noticed that I have had nothing much to write about myself ever since I've decided not to write about my feelings. I have been writing about them, just that their in another blog (those who know me well would be able to find that blog...).
So, as it turns out, my thoughts now are very much inclined to emotions, so I continue to have nothing to write here..
So Updates it will be then:
Have resumed playing Anachronism CCG, though my sucky dice rolls have cost me way too many games. Hopefully I'd be able to improve my luck in the future.
Have decided that by February, in my living conditions don't change, I will change it personally...(wonder if this is an update, after all).
Uh, too tired to do much more considering it's 7.42pm and I'm still at work..
Boring, boring, me....
So, as it turns out, my thoughts now are very much inclined to emotions, so I continue to have nothing to write here..
So Updates it will be then:
Have resumed playing Anachronism CCG, though my sucky dice rolls have cost me way too many games. Hopefully I'd be able to improve my luck in the future.
Have decided that by February, in my living conditions don't change, I will change it personally...(wonder if this is an update, after all).
Uh, too tired to do much more considering it's 7.42pm and I'm still at work..
Boring, boring, me....
Thursday, January 05, 2006
Extended nothings.....
couldn't think of how to tilte this post, therefore I chose to word what I would say to explain my lack of updates.
1) New Year came and gone. Went to a colleague's house on New Year's eve, spent the whole time watching fooball instead while the other people played blackjack. Nothing much else happened...since there were only single men, the women all came as partners...
2) Played 2 hours of futsal yesterday. Had a cracking good time, scored 3 goals and did quite a number of dribbles. I guess I can do some random burst of speed, however my shot power and accuracy is way, way, off. Still, in company of game lovers and not game players, I guess I fare quite well. Hope to do this more often so that I can play better in the upcoming competition in my company.
3) Mood is extremely low these days. Made some impulse purchase of card games just to sate my poor emotions. Hate that phrase, "that won't keep me warm at night". What's wrong with just a good, heavy, blanket!!??? (depression obviously looming).
4) Actually had my first.....wait, can't say this yet...Give me a few months, and one of my "to do" list items should be completed.
5) You know what, I think my heart likes to be in pain. No amount of trying by my brain to get it out of situations seems help. I forsee a hear attack in like, say, 5 years, tops? Not often you find a person foreseeing it's own demise, eh? Wait, it's just a heart attack, not a life ending one!!
6) I can't take my workload anymore. I use to have a breather everytime my boss goes on extended leave, however with 2 bosses, I'm never getting that breather. I need a new job, and fast!
I don't expect to be able to update much for the next couple of weeks. Will have a lot of personal and external demons to fend off.....May I survive a better man.
1) New Year came and gone. Went to a colleague's house on New Year's eve, spent the whole time watching fooball instead while the other people played blackjack. Nothing much else happened...since there were only single men, the women all came as partners...
2) Played 2 hours of futsal yesterday. Had a cracking good time, scored 3 goals and did quite a number of dribbles. I guess I can do some random burst of speed, however my shot power and accuracy is way, way, off. Still, in company of game lovers and not game players, I guess I fare quite well. Hope to do this more often so that I can play better in the upcoming competition in my company.
3) Mood is extremely low these days. Made some impulse purchase of card games just to sate my poor emotions. Hate that phrase, "that won't keep me warm at night". What's wrong with just a good, heavy, blanket!!??? (depression obviously looming).
4) Actually had my first.....wait, can't say this yet...Give me a few months, and one of my "to do" list items should be completed.
5) You know what, I think my heart likes to be in pain. No amount of trying by my brain to get it out of situations seems help. I forsee a hear attack in like, say, 5 years, tops? Not often you find a person foreseeing it's own demise, eh? Wait, it's just a heart attack, not a life ending one!!
6) I can't take my workload anymore. I use to have a breather everytime my boss goes on extended leave, however with 2 bosses, I'm never getting that breather. I need a new job, and fast!
I don't expect to be able to update much for the next couple of weeks. Will have a lot of personal and external demons to fend off.....May I survive a better man.
Friday, December 23, 2005
Guilty as charged
for not posting for quite awhile. Been having such busy weeks at work, haven't found the time nor the topic to post.
Bought myself a keyboard last sunday, cost me about RM 600.00. It was cool at first, and cheaper than I thought, but after a week of use I realised it's not good enough..
But "nasi dah jadi bubur", so I'll have to stick with my beginner keyboard.....sob..sob..
Since then I have managed to remember what I knew how to play (and that's not a lot at all, i think it's just 2 piece)...And I plan to move on the the 2nd reason why I bought the keyboard....
by jan next year (which is 9 days away)..
Hopefully I'll be able to post the MIDI versions here (or somewhere) in 6 months time. Then anyone here can feedback.... haha..
I hope to have nicer things to write after this weekend as X'mas gives oppotunities for the youth to grow up and the grown-ups to be kids again...Interesting....
Till then.....
Bought myself a keyboard last sunday, cost me about RM 600.00. It was cool at first, and cheaper than I thought, but after a week of use I realised it's not good enough..
But "nasi dah jadi bubur", so I'll have to stick with my beginner keyboard.....sob..sob..
Since then I have managed to remember what I knew how to play (and that's not a lot at all, i think it's just 2 piece)...And I plan to move on the the 2nd reason why I bought the keyboard....
by jan next year (which is 9 days away)..
Hopefully I'll be able to post the MIDI versions here (or somewhere) in 6 months time. Then anyone here can feedback.... haha..
I hope to have nicer things to write after this weekend as X'mas gives oppotunities for the youth to grow up and the grown-ups to be kids again...Interesting....
Till then.....
Sunday, December 04, 2005
Night of the Stars
On Friday it'was my company dinner. Men wore like hip hop stars, women just dressed nicely. Granted, not every woman looks good when they go for the broke, but you can't fault them for trying. They have the right to what they want to wear, as long as they're willing to be seen wearing them.
One of my female colleague wore a true bareback, the kind that reveals the back all the way to the waist, and it was truly an elegant dress. My pick for the night. Kudos for the taste.
There was a line up for people to take a 'mugshot' of sorts, of which is suppose to be a memento for them of that night. Me, being the anarch that I try to be, chose to dress against the theme, turning up in boring collar T and pants. At first ignored the whole photo thingy, however halfway through the event I gave in and took a mugshot of the horrible looking me..
Fun fact, I was showing a mad face but the picture looked like I was smiling with glee! What????
I left early, as there were certain individuals that I need to dodge from.....shouldn't mention it here, remember???
One of my female colleague wore a true bareback, the kind that reveals the back all the way to the waist, and it was truly an elegant dress. My pick for the night. Kudos for the taste.
There was a line up for people to take a 'mugshot' of sorts, of which is suppose to be a memento for them of that night. Me, being the anarch that I try to be, chose to dress against the theme, turning up in boring collar T and pants. At first ignored the whole photo thingy, however halfway through the event I gave in and took a mugshot of the horrible looking me..
Fun fact, I was showing a mad face but the picture looked like I was smiling with glee! What????
I left early, as there were certain individuals that I need to dodge from.....shouldn't mention it here, remember???
Sunday, November 27, 2005
Of weddings and findings
Pre-Post:
Never go to a Chinese Wedding Dinner in my country on time. If they say it starts at 7pm, it's likely to start at nine. Less you are going with your sig-other, or a bunch of friends who'll spare you of a movie length of boredom, take my advise.
Post:
Went to a wedding last night. It was one of my colleague, and I must say the couple looks good together. Surely a match to envy. But I'm not really keen to post about the bride & groom. I'd like to write on my observations during the wedding.
First of, it was a chinese wedding dinner, at a hotel. It wasn't an expensive hotel, so the banquet area was quite big. I guess that's the economics, lavish hotel, smaller banquet, reverse when applicable.
Food was ok, standard 8-10 course meal (oops, don't even remember how many dishes there were, probably due to alcohol consumption), which was delayed as the 'VIPs' (bride & groom) were late. Me being me, I arrived o time only to suffer boredom for a good 1/2 hour before entetainment began showing up.
And this entertainment came rather unexpectedly (or it's just me being naive). The ladies (those aged 16-40s) started turning up with more, and even more cleavage revealing dresses. Some of these ladies I know, especilly those at work, but to see them dress up this way......
I don't know, and i shouldn't be complaining, but it was as though there was a unmentioned competition amongst them.....Who's got more to reveal, and who dares to reveal more.. I mean, legs you don't see a whole lot, but cleavage......
Don't they know that alcohol will be served? And that some men will loose their inhibitions (or pretend to loose them) and go all out to, 'get more'? Wait, why do I even worry, since it is this 'sets' that opens the opportunity for relationships to form. As for myself, I chose to focus more on F&B than the 'other' entertainment. Don't want to get myself into trouble.
Whatever it is, I just hope that they realise that when you're dressed to be seen, expect looks comin your way. And you don't get to choose who looks. It can be the cutest guy yu'd probably want to date and be with for the rest of your life, to some lowlife 60+ old man still trying to revive his manhood. I personally believe women should be allowed to wear whatever their comfortable (men too, but we're less adventurous on this area) with, and it's the people who see them who should have the right mental state and control. If you can't handle it, don't look.
Oh well, left te wedding right after the food ran out (course dinners alwas serves dessert as the last dish, so that's a good time to go), so I didn't stick around for more action. I'm pretty sure many others got drunk, and some of them were single (not necessary available) females that the men work so had to get them high, which should lead to more interesting stories. I'll just wait to hear about them when I get back to work.
Never go to a Chinese Wedding Dinner in my country on time. If they say it starts at 7pm, it's likely to start at nine. Less you are going with your sig-other, or a bunch of friends who'll spare you of a movie length of boredom, take my advise.
Post:
Went to a wedding last night. It was one of my colleague, and I must say the couple looks good together. Surely a match to envy. But I'm not really keen to post about the bride & groom. I'd like to write on my observations during the wedding.
First of, it was a chinese wedding dinner, at a hotel. It wasn't an expensive hotel, so the banquet area was quite big. I guess that's the economics, lavish hotel, smaller banquet, reverse when applicable.
Food was ok, standard 8-10 course meal (oops, don't even remember how many dishes there were, probably due to alcohol consumption), which was delayed as the 'VIPs' (bride & groom) were late. Me being me, I arrived o time only to suffer boredom for a good 1/2 hour before entetainment began showing up.
And this entertainment came rather unexpectedly (or it's just me being naive). The ladies (those aged 16-40s) started turning up with more, and even more cleavage revealing dresses. Some of these ladies I know, especilly those at work, but to see them dress up this way......
I don't know, and i shouldn't be complaining, but it was as though there was a unmentioned competition amongst them.....Who's got more to reveal, and who dares to reveal more.. I mean, legs you don't see a whole lot, but cleavage......
Don't they know that alcohol will be served? And that some men will loose their inhibitions (or pretend to loose them) and go all out to, 'get more'? Wait, why do I even worry, since it is this 'sets' that opens the opportunity for relationships to form. As for myself, I chose to focus more on F&B than the 'other' entertainment. Don't want to get myself into trouble.
Whatever it is, I just hope that they realise that when you're dressed to be seen, expect looks comin your way. And you don't get to choose who looks. It can be the cutest guy yu'd probably want to date and be with for the rest of your life, to some lowlife 60+ old man still trying to revive his manhood. I personally believe women should be allowed to wear whatever their comfortable (men too, but we're less adventurous on this area) with, and it's the people who see them who should have the right mental state and control. If you can't handle it, don't look.
Oh well, left te wedding right after the food ran out (course dinners alwas serves dessert as the last dish, so that's a good time to go), so I didn't stick around for more action. I'm pretty sure many others got drunk, and some of them were single (not necessary available) females that the men work so had to get them high, which should lead to more interesting stories. I'll just wait to hear about them when I get back to work.
Friday, November 18, 2005
Controversy (Part II)
Early this week, Eddie Guerrero from WWE died of unknown causes. On Monday Night RAW (shown on tuesday night in Malaysia), the show paid tribute to the wrestler of 15 years with many of his peers wrestling with him in mind, and some of his peers giving their thoughts of him on video.
So what has this got to do with my controvesy? Imagine grown men crying on air. And these aren't just normal men, these are SuperStars! What more, they're wrestling superstars!!!
Remember the thing I mentioned about women expecting their men to be macho and strong, yet sensitive? These are the nincompoops that give women that false hope. Big macho and strong men crying over a dead colleague. Real men don't cry, at least not in public. THose who need publicity stints, however, cry whenever a sad tale is heard...Just to show their sensitive side.
Again, real men don't cry in public. In private, even the strongest and insensitive men will cry. In public, no.
And there you have it. It may not really be the women's fault that their expectation of men have grown by so much....sigh....
So what has this got to do with my controvesy? Imagine grown men crying on air. And these aren't just normal men, these are SuperStars! What more, they're wrestling superstars!!!
Remember the thing I mentioned about women expecting their men to be macho and strong, yet sensitive? These are the nincompoops that give women that false hope. Big macho and strong men crying over a dead colleague. Real men don't cry, at least not in public. THose who need publicity stints, however, cry whenever a sad tale is heard...Just to show their sensitive side.
Again, real men don't cry in public. In private, even the strongest and insensitive men will cry. In public, no.
And there you have it. It may not really be the women's fault that their expectation of men have grown by so much....sigh....
Wednesday, November 09, 2005
Controvesy (Part1)
Watched the Myth the other day, starring Jackie Chan. Gist of the story has 1 male General who risks life and limb to protect his emperor's concubine dutifully. The concubine finds true love in him, however fate has it that they are not meant to be.
What's the controvesy??
It got me thinking on male-female relationships, the selfish one. Some people I know refer it to BGR. From our history books, as well as movies and stories protraying our past, the criteria for a female partner are:
1) Pretty, if not prettiest of the land. Feel free to swap it with great body, well endowed, etc.. Ultimately it's the looks.
2) Youth....Sweet sixteen...
3) There is a 3rd criteria?????
The criteria for a male partner is:
1) Strong & Manly (Subject to female interpretation; stregth and manly doesn't always refer to physical traits)
2) Willing to die for the damsel/love
3) What 3rd criteria???
Now, fast foward to the 21st century.
Criteria for a female partner:
1) Pretty, if not prettiest of the land. Feel free to swap it with great body, well endowed, etc.. Ultimately it's the looks.
2) Youth....Probably not 16, since it a little dangerous if the female turns out to be a minor, but in general female of age less than the searching male. As the male grow older, somehow the age of his partner remains relatively the same.
Exempli Gratia: 24 y.o. male marries 18 y.o. female. Age difference = 6 years.
48 y.o. male marries 24 y.o female. Age difference = 24 years.
Go figure.
3) There isn't really a 3rd criteria, really...If someone meets the criteria above, especially the looks part, the guy's most definitely a goner....
Now, the criteria for a male partner, however:
1) Strong and Manly (Still subject to female interpretation)
2) Materially capable (and I'm not even saying filthy rich, ok!)
3) Sensitive (Huh? Strong, Manly, sensitive???)
4) Ravishingly good looking (Some girls will deny this, but let's face it, good looking men have it so easy...)
5) Funny (but not a clown.)
6) Good in bed (again, women will deny this but we all know how men with excellent bed manners can control their women like pawns.)
7) With clear goals/dreams in life. Men that idle doing nothing but their everyday routine tend to be single. Real single.
And the list goes on. You see, the thing is, over the years, or centuries, what men look for in women haven't really changed. Ok, the physical measurements may have differred, but it's still the physical outlook. Ohter than that, really, anything goes. Once the men cannot tolerate what they expect women will do, then they find the next partner. FYI, men looknig for partners tend to be rather tolerant.
On the other hand, men have since neede to upskill themselves to attract their women. And this upskilling is resulting in the dying of the male species. Look at the ration of men & women in the world population. Life as a women is tough, as you have so much to do, but you know what it is, and unless you chose otherwise status quo works just fine for you. Men, sorry. Lag behind in meeting their criteria and you lose out.
Oh, I think I better disclaim here, this is by no way a measure of how the BGR turns out to be a successful one (which usually spells M-A-R-R-I-A-G-E), but just how the initial contact, the ice breaker, is decided.
I know, it's just another sorry loser complaining about not getting any! (You think?)
What's the controvesy??
It got me thinking on male-female relationships, the selfish one. Some people I know refer it to BGR. From our history books, as well as movies and stories protraying our past, the criteria for a female partner are:
1) Pretty, if not prettiest of the land. Feel free to swap it with great body, well endowed, etc.. Ultimately it's the looks.
2) Youth....Sweet sixteen...
3) There is a 3rd criteria?????
The criteria for a male partner is:
1) Strong & Manly (Subject to female interpretation; stregth and manly doesn't always refer to physical traits)
2) Willing to die for the damsel/love
3) What 3rd criteria???
Now, fast foward to the 21st century.
Criteria for a female partner:
1) Pretty, if not prettiest of the land. Feel free to swap it with great body, well endowed, etc.. Ultimately it's the looks.
2) Youth....Probably not 16, since it a little dangerous if the female turns out to be a minor, but in general female of age less than the searching male. As the male grow older, somehow the age of his partner remains relatively the same.
Exempli Gratia: 24 y.o. male marries 18 y.o. female. Age difference = 6 years.
48 y.o. male marries 24 y.o female. Age difference = 24 years.
Go figure.
3) There isn't really a 3rd criteria, really...If someone meets the criteria above, especially the looks part, the guy's most definitely a goner....
Now, the criteria for a male partner, however:
1) Strong and Manly (Still subject to female interpretation)
2) Materially capable (and I'm not even saying filthy rich, ok!)
3) Sensitive (Huh? Strong, Manly, sensitive???)
4) Ravishingly good looking (Some girls will deny this, but let's face it, good looking men have it so easy...)
5) Funny (but not a clown.)
6) Good in bed (again, women will deny this but we all know how men with excellent bed manners can control their women like pawns.)
7) With clear goals/dreams in life. Men that idle doing nothing but their everyday routine tend to be single. Real single.
And the list goes on. You see, the thing is, over the years, or centuries, what men look for in women haven't really changed. Ok, the physical measurements may have differred, but it's still the physical outlook. Ohter than that, really, anything goes. Once the men cannot tolerate what they expect women will do, then they find the next partner. FYI, men looknig for partners tend to be rather tolerant.
On the other hand, men have since neede to upskill themselves to attract their women. And this upskilling is resulting in the dying of the male species. Look at the ration of men & women in the world population. Life as a women is tough, as you have so much to do, but you know what it is, and unless you chose otherwise status quo works just fine for you. Men, sorry. Lag behind in meeting their criteria and you lose out.
Oh, I think I better disclaim here, this is by no way a measure of how the BGR turns out to be a successful one (which usually spells M-A-R-R-I-A-G-E), but just how the initial contact, the ice breaker, is decided.
I know, it's just another sorry loser complaining about not getting any! (You think?)
Monday, October 31, 2005
I drank at a party???
I have to admit, last saturday, I actually drank liquor at a party. It was the first party I had the opportunity to go to with the folks at my favourite hangout store, Wolf's Games Shop. I do confess, I really wasn't sure why there was a party (I was informed originaly that it was for Wolf, but then it turned out it was for a host of other October babies, like my dad, my younger brother, etc.. :) ) and was informed of it by sheer concern of my Raw Deal Marketing Manager, Ms. Triona Lydia Leo at the eleventh hour as I was suppose to hold a tournament the next day (Oops, fragment).
Now, for people who don't know me (well enough), I do not drink beer, or any equivelant drink. If it's liquor, that's fine, but no beer. I just don't like it, period. I'm also a poor drinker, whereby a few drinks (i.e. 3+) should put me to sleep. And I don't get high from alcohol, but a kind of pain, which is why I have always said, "I will not replace 1 pain with another", i.e. No drowning of my emotional/mental anguish with alcohol and get myself physical pain.
Oh, I didn't drink for that either, that night. I drank because I was involved in a drinking game, which was, in my honest opinion, a lame excuse to drink as a penalty. The game had us taking 1 card each from a deck of cards, and the biggest card decides who needs to drink 1 shot of the available liquor. Then the victim gets to make up a new rule, in which case almost everyone decided to restrict speech freedom (e.g. Can't say drink, pass, etc.) Eventually, 1 round could have 5-10 shots being drunk by 1 or more persons, resulting in a single round lasting 10 minutes or so. And all everyone had to do is to keep their mouth shut. But then again, we all needed an excuse to drink.....I mean, they all.....really...
In any case, I didn't have to drink until half way through, when I said the 'illegal' words twice and downed 2 shots in a go. Subsequently I made several more mistakes and took about 6-7 shots in total. I wasn't wasted, but I like to act like I am. Otherwise people wouldn't give up on me.
What else happened during the party:
1) We watched EPL and was more keen on players playing well than the result itself.
2) I drafted my first Ravnica (M:tG) and lost due to mana screw. If not, I would have won on my first draft (wishful thinking)
3) Many people played twisters. I wanted to, but then wasn't sure I'd keep my hormones in check if I did, so abstinence is good prevention. There were girls at the party playing twisters, ok!
4) 3 chicks puked, though I can't recall if any of the guys did as well. I expected myself to puke, but I didn't. Not too sure why...
5) There's this couple that let 1/2 of the couple smooch another for everyone's view (including the said half). All in all I think they smooched like 5 times, at least. After the second one, it kinda got boring......Oh, nothing elsed happened....Or I'm not telling it here. You figure it out yourself.
6) Someone brought his new X-Box but didn't get to play it until like, 4am in the morning because there were football first, and then drunkards lying on the floor in front of the TV later. Eventually they moved away to, a) puke, b) puke, c) lie somewhere else.
7) We had a lot's of pizza. Rephrase. I had a lot of pizza. In total maybe about 10 slices over to feeding sessions. One when the pizzas arrived, about 10pm, and another at about 1am...
So all in all I had fun at the party. For once it wasn't a drinking party, where everyone was just trying to get everyone else drunk, though I know there were a few persons who wanted to get there. I hope I get to join them again for the New Year party, but we'll talk about that when we get there in 2 months time.
Till then, being sober is good. Being sober when everyone thinks your drunk is way better!
Now, for people who don't know me (well enough), I do not drink beer, or any equivelant drink. If it's liquor, that's fine, but no beer. I just don't like it, period. I'm also a poor drinker, whereby a few drinks (i.e. 3+) should put me to sleep. And I don't get high from alcohol, but a kind of pain, which is why I have always said, "I will not replace 1 pain with another", i.e. No drowning of my emotional/mental anguish with alcohol and get myself physical pain.
Oh, I didn't drink for that either, that night. I drank because I was involved in a drinking game, which was, in my honest opinion, a lame excuse to drink as a penalty. The game had us taking 1 card each from a deck of cards, and the biggest card decides who needs to drink 1 shot of the available liquor. Then the victim gets to make up a new rule, in which case almost everyone decided to restrict speech freedom (e.g. Can't say drink, pass, etc.) Eventually, 1 round could have 5-10 shots being drunk by 1 or more persons, resulting in a single round lasting 10 minutes or so. And all everyone had to do is to keep their mouth shut. But then again, we all needed an excuse to drink.....I mean, they all.....really...
In any case, I didn't have to drink until half way through, when I said the 'illegal' words twice and downed 2 shots in a go. Subsequently I made several more mistakes and took about 6-7 shots in total. I wasn't wasted, but I like to act like I am. Otherwise people wouldn't give up on me.
What else happened during the party:
1) We watched EPL and was more keen on players playing well than the result itself.
2) I drafted my first Ravnica (M:tG) and lost due to mana screw. If not, I would have won on my first draft (wishful thinking)
3) Many people played twisters. I wanted to, but then wasn't sure I'd keep my hormones in check if I did, so abstinence is good prevention. There were girls at the party playing twisters, ok!
4) 3 chicks puked, though I can't recall if any of the guys did as well. I expected myself to puke, but I didn't. Not too sure why...
5) There's this couple that let 1/2 of the couple smooch another for everyone's view (including the said half). All in all I think they smooched like 5 times, at least. After the second one, it kinda got boring......Oh, nothing elsed happened....Or I'm not telling it here. You figure it out yourself.
6) Someone brought his new X-Box but didn't get to play it until like, 4am in the morning because there were football first, and then drunkards lying on the floor in front of the TV later. Eventually they moved away to, a) puke, b) puke, c) lie somewhere else.
7) We had a lot's of pizza. Rephrase. I had a lot of pizza. In total maybe about 10 slices over to feeding sessions. One when the pizzas arrived, about 10pm, and another at about 1am...
So all in all I had fun at the party. For once it wasn't a drinking party, where everyone was just trying to get everyone else drunk, though I know there were a few persons who wanted to get there. I hope I get to join them again for the New Year party, but we'll talk about that when we get there in 2 months time.
Till then, being sober is good. Being sober when everyone thinks your drunk is way better!
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
Why do I miss it so?
This time the header has nothing to do with what I 'm writing. I really don't know what to write, but I think I should as I haven't written for awhile.
Maybe I should go story telling today. What story will it be?
Why was I a Magic: the Gathering Judge.
For those who knew me a about 5 years ago, I started judging part time in 2000 during KL GP. Despite scoring well below the passing mark of 80 ( I think I got like 68). I got my level 1 that day and thus began my 2 year stint as a somewhat fulltime M:tG Judge.
I enjoyed judging very much, as it allowed me to be part of the game without having to face the hearbreak of loosing it. I'm not too keen in loosing, fyi, and while there are those who choose to see it as a challenge they will take up until they succeed (and then leaving it completely because it's no longer a challenge), I am the type that would rather back-off and fnd another way to enjoy the game and keep an avenue open that in future I may take up the game as a player again (hint hint).
Because of this judging stint, I had valid reasons to visit Singapore & Hong Kong, so I wouldn't say it was anything but a good experience. Eventually, after many tournaments appearing initially as some random judge, and later to being head judge and tournament organiser, I saw a better reason for me to do this; The satisfaction of running the show that everyone else enjoys. Mind you, it was no easy task, as I had to do alot of physical work arranging play areas and running tournaments. Not to mention the extended hours during tournaments, like 7am to 10pm..... And yet after every succesful tournament I would sit back and reflect on the good that I've done to the community...
So why am I an ex-Judge now? The main excuse is that I started to work, and working commitments made it difficult for me to spend those hours making a tournament go smoothly. The actual reason was that I felt betrayed by certain quarters, and lost both the way and the cause. Thus I initiated my exodus in 2003, and hasn't looked back since (lie).
Not too bad for a story from nowhere, huh?
Maybe I should go story telling today. What story will it be?
Why was I a Magic: the Gathering Judge.
For those who knew me a about 5 years ago, I started judging part time in 2000 during KL GP. Despite scoring well below the passing mark of 80 ( I think I got like 68). I got my level 1 that day and thus began my 2 year stint as a somewhat fulltime M:tG Judge.
I enjoyed judging very much, as it allowed me to be part of the game without having to face the hearbreak of loosing it. I'm not too keen in loosing, fyi, and while there are those who choose to see it as a challenge they will take up until they succeed (and then leaving it completely because it's no longer a challenge), I am the type that would rather back-off and fnd another way to enjoy the game and keep an avenue open that in future I may take up the game as a player again (hint hint).
Because of this judging stint, I had valid reasons to visit Singapore & Hong Kong, so I wouldn't say it was anything but a good experience. Eventually, after many tournaments appearing initially as some random judge, and later to being head judge and tournament organiser, I saw a better reason for me to do this; The satisfaction of running the show that everyone else enjoys. Mind you, it was no easy task, as I had to do alot of physical work arranging play areas and running tournaments. Not to mention the extended hours during tournaments, like 7am to 10pm..... And yet after every succesful tournament I would sit back and reflect on the good that I've done to the community...
So why am I an ex-Judge now? The main excuse is that I started to work, and working commitments made it difficult for me to spend those hours making a tournament go smoothly. The actual reason was that I felt betrayed by certain quarters, and lost both the way and the cause. Thus I initiated my exodus in 2003, and hasn't looked back since (lie).
Not too bad for a story from nowhere, huh?
Tuesday, October 18, 2005
Evanescence
My fav. band for the moment. I actually spend RM 36.00 to buy the original CD last month... (yes I know, they're a realtive has been now, they were hot a couple of years back).
The reason I bought the CD is because I figured that I would probably like all the songs in the CD, so it would be well worth it. Moreover, I think they deserve my royalty payment....
I have already memorised 5 out of 11 of the songs, and I want to make it at least 10 of 11 before I move on to memorise other songs. FYI, I still remember 9 out of 10 songs of the only other original album I bought, which was Wilson Phillips back in 1990!
I pity the people around me though, how they have to listen to a guy learning to sing songs by a female singer. Actually, they're mostly my siblings and parents, since I don't sing out loud elsewhere......hmmm..
I have to admit, the album is worth my every cent. Not that it's the best music money can buy, for that I would have to chose a CD compilation that had Overture to Manfred, Schubert's Symphony no.4 as well as Mozart's Piano Concerto No. 20 in 1 CD for me to say "that's the best music moeny can buy". The songs eventually seem to repeat itself on the verse sections, with the themes somewhat angst. But I guess that's what i like about Evanescence, how the angst is so well imbued in the music (Amy Lee's voice is also a major boon).
I also like the way electronic music blends with classical instruments. The piano in Bring Me to Life, Taking Over Me and the string arrangements in Whisper really is very good. It expunges my previous preference to keep Classical and Contemporary music apart.
Just helping think of other things....
The reason I bought the CD is because I figured that I would probably like all the songs in the CD, so it would be well worth it. Moreover, I think they deserve my royalty payment....
I have already memorised 5 out of 11 of the songs, and I want to make it at least 10 of 11 before I move on to memorise other songs. FYI, I still remember 9 out of 10 songs of the only other original album I bought, which was Wilson Phillips back in 1990!
I pity the people around me though, how they have to listen to a guy learning to sing songs by a female singer. Actually, they're mostly my siblings and parents, since I don't sing out loud elsewhere......hmmm..
I have to admit, the album is worth my every cent. Not that it's the best music money can buy, for that I would have to chose a CD compilation that had Overture to Manfred, Schubert's Symphony no.4 as well as Mozart's Piano Concerto No. 20 in 1 CD for me to say "that's the best music moeny can buy". The songs eventually seem to repeat itself on the verse sections, with the themes somewhat angst. But I guess that's what i like about Evanescence, how the angst is so well imbued in the music (Amy Lee's voice is also a major boon).
I also like the way electronic music blends with classical instruments. The piano in Bring Me to Life, Taking Over Me and the string arrangements in Whisper really is very good. It expunges my previous preference to keep Classical and Contemporary music apart.
Just helping think of other things....
Friday, October 14, 2005
Territorial disputes
Confession. Despite moving to a new workstation in my office, I seem to be having difficulty letting my old one go. Someone (who isn't someone I despise, other than the fact he's got someone's attention that I do not, bugger!) is trying very hard to relocate to my old workstation, and I am subconciously defending the area...
Frankly speaking, I don't need it anymore, other than to store junk. But I also want to keep it as it is a prime location. It's a window workstation with the sun behind you a a good view of the city. Since I'm at describing workstation, my current one is next to a 2 walls and right smack at the centre of the floor. Location wise, the old one is by far better as the area is also almost impossible to look at what I am doing without a conscious effort.
I think I know why I'm keeping the place, but even I isn't too sure about that. Really. Oh well, poor guy. Can't move to the 'best place' in my office..
Sorry mate, while I can't call something else mine, this will have to do! Ha ha!!!
Frankly speaking, I don't need it anymore, other than to store junk. But I also want to keep it as it is a prime location. It's a window workstation with the sun behind you a a good view of the city. Since I'm at describing workstation, my current one is next to a 2 walls and right smack at the centre of the floor. Location wise, the old one is by far better as the area is also almost impossible to look at what I am doing without a conscious effort.
I think I know why I'm keeping the place, but even I isn't too sure about that. Really. Oh well, poor guy. Can't move to the 'best place' in my office..
Sorry mate, while I can't call something else mine, this will have to do! Ha ha!!!
Wednesday, October 12, 2005
If I was a Vampire in V:tM
I'd be a Malkavian.
I actually love Toreadors the most, as they are so cool and exactly what I like most about being a Vampire; Fast, Charismatic and foresight to boot.
I'd even settle with Tremere, but with no spells in repetoire, I guess that just won't do.
So why would I be a Malkavian? Firstly, I admit that I am demented. Not so much in action, but very much in thought. Things that goes through my head are so, so, sick and well, demented. So if you know me personally, chances are you don't...Scared you, didn't I?
Next, I am extremely moody, and thus fit a Malkavian very much. Also, I can see humour in the worst of situations, and yet be dead serious over child's play. Don't you agree I'm Malkavian?
Going to the diciplines that I would have, I'd say Basic Auspex, Superior Dementation and no Obfuscate. That's because not only do I have no tact, I can't really do much in secret without laughing over it. So I'd have a capacity of 3. I'd give myself the ability, BenBHadd can perform any action any number of times this turn. That's because I'm never bored of the same old thing. Wait, that means I'm boring.........Maybe I am.
So that's me as a vampire....If you think you're one too (per V:tM), feel free to comment..
Oh, I'd also be Sterile, meaning to say I can create any progeny.......(this is not a medical condition, I think..ha ha)
I actually love Toreadors the most, as they are so cool and exactly what I like most about being a Vampire; Fast, Charismatic and foresight to boot.
I'd even settle with Tremere, but with no spells in repetoire, I guess that just won't do.
So why would I be a Malkavian? Firstly, I admit that I am demented. Not so much in action, but very much in thought. Things that goes through my head are so, so, sick and well, demented. So if you know me personally, chances are you don't...Scared you, didn't I?
Next, I am extremely moody, and thus fit a Malkavian very much. Also, I can see humour in the worst of situations, and yet be dead serious over child's play. Don't you agree I'm Malkavian?
Going to the diciplines that I would have, I'd say Basic Auspex, Superior Dementation and no Obfuscate. That's because not only do I have no tact, I can't really do much in secret without laughing over it. So I'd have a capacity of 3. I'd give myself the ability, BenBHadd can perform any action any number of times this turn. That's because I'm never bored of the same old thing. Wait, that means I'm boring.........Maybe I am.
So that's me as a vampire....If you think you're one too (per V:tM), feel free to comment..
Oh, I'd also be Sterile, meaning to say I can create any progeny.......(this is not a medical condition, I think..ha ha)
Tuesday, October 11, 2005
Blood in my hands
I haven't killed anyone, nor do I believe I'd ever be in a position ot have to, but last night, someone's life was relatively in my hands, and I relatively terminated it.
I can't really say much, but I need a place where I can speak my piece and seek forgiveness, and while I doubt I'd get it, I know I have to try...Maybe doing it here doesn't help, but it's a start. And for me that's quite alot.
The source mf my 'problem' lies within me, my lack of tact when hurling what I thought were impartial comments. I thought that the world's humour levels were much higher, and that people were more used to direct feedback. Unfortunately that isn't the case, I still have certain people in my life more laidback than me, more conventional than me, more narrow minded than me.
And to them, I hope I could not have wished that you could see the light, for that would only mean that I took you, your personality for granted.
Enough said. To each it's own, and "thank you for making my future one without offsprings". (For all it's worth, that wasn't meant sarcastically, nor with dissent, at all..really....REALLY)
I can't really say much, but I need a place where I can speak my piece and seek forgiveness, and while I doubt I'd get it, I know I have to try...Maybe doing it here doesn't help, but it's a start. And for me that's quite alot.
The source mf my 'problem' lies within me, my lack of tact when hurling what I thought were impartial comments. I thought that the world's humour levels were much higher, and that people were more used to direct feedback. Unfortunately that isn't the case, I still have certain people in my life more laidback than me, more conventional than me, more narrow minded than me.
And to them, I hope I could not have wished that you could see the light, for that would only mean that I took you, your personality for granted.
Enough said. To each it's own, and "thank you for making my future one without offsprings". (For all it's worth, that wasn't meant sarcastically, nor with dissent, at all..really....REALLY)
Monday, October 10, 2005
Migration
Not quite, but it's the biggest word I could think of to say " I moved from 19th floor in my office to 14th floor!"
For those who didn't notice, a couple of posts back I mentioned that I will be moving workstations. I did that today. While I'm still using my old PC (Prop IBM, flop Dell), and the same phone & line, everything else changed (Ok, my boss is still the same, but I have another boss now...haha!)
The people around me are relatively new as the department I am situated in is about 6 months old. My workstation is not as private as before (my boss almost 'snuck up' on me a couple of hours ago and made me freak out as I was blogging....) but still more 'out of view' compared to others of my level.
I haven't really begun unpacking, other than the stuff I 'need' to work daily, but safe to say my workstation 'looks' like my workstation now...Messy and all..haha
208120 292038 919 82118209147 135 171914!!!
In any case, change is imminent....And I hope I'm changing with it...for the better.....(yeah right!)
For those who didn't notice, a couple of posts back I mentioned that I will be moving workstations. I did that today. While I'm still using my old PC (Prop IBM, flop Dell), and the same phone & line, everything else changed (Ok, my boss is still the same, but I have another boss now...haha!)
The people around me are relatively new as the department I am situated in is about 6 months old. My workstation is not as private as before (my boss almost 'snuck up' on me a couple of hours ago and made me freak out as I was blogging....) but still more 'out of view' compared to others of my level.
I haven't really begun unpacking, other than the stuff I 'need' to work daily, but safe to say my workstation 'looks' like my workstation now...Messy and all..haha
208120 292038 919 82118209147 135 171914!!!
In any case, change is imminent....And I hope I'm changing with it...for the better.....(yeah right!)
Thursday, October 06, 2005
Encoded??
Since I'm abit bored today, I'll play with myself here (no dirty thoughts, please)
9 19123 8518 20154125. 1985 2315185 1 1691411 2121521195 1144 1912131119. 235 215208 13111415231254754 5138 15208518 239208 152118 525519 15141225. 1991435 208514 9 113 655129147 121523. 9 18511291954 208120 4519169205 8518 141520 259147 1682519931121225 120201813209225, 1985 1215151119 1915 2512120962112 2015 135. 96 15141225 1965'4 65512 2085 191135. 96 15141225 1985 6551219 114252089147 201523118419 135. 9 192091212 4185113 156 8518 52251825 1497820, 1144 920 13111519 135 1391919 8518 1915 132138 141523!
23825 3114'20 9 611212 61518 191513515145 23815'4 129115 135 201515??
The above shouldn't be posted here, but since I'm feeling naughty and 12151451225, oh what the heck.
In any case, a hint......that's 891420. a clue.........312215. Get it? 7520 920?
9 19123 8518 20154125. 1985 2315185 1 1691411 2121521195 1144 1912131119. 235 215208 13111415231254754 5138 15208518 239208 152118 525519 15141225. 1991435 208514 9 113 655129147 121523. 9 18511291954 208120 4519169205 8518 141520 259147 1682519931121225 120201813209225, 1985 1215151119 1915 2512120962112 2015 135. 96 15141225 1965'4 65512 2085 191135. 96 15141225 1985 6551219 114252089147 201523118419 135. 9 192091212 4185113 156 8518 52251825 1497820, 1144 920 13111519 135 1391919 8518 1915 132138 141523!
23825 3114'20 9 611212 61518 191513515145 23815'4 129115 135 201515??
The above shouldn't be posted here, but since I'm feeling naughty and 12151451225, oh what the heck.
In any case, a hint......that's 891420. a clue.........312215. Get it? 7520 920?
Wednesday, October 05, 2005
New Toy for the Big Boy
Haha, sorry. Such a nice title, had to steal it from where you know it is....
In any case, just wanted to say that I am now taking V:TES (Vampire: The Eternal Struggle) more seriously and I am looking to get more of it's cards in coming months. For those of you oblivious to V:TES, it's a CCG (if you don't know what this is, stop reading. Nothing will make sense to you) where you play a Methuselah and try to control your world by influencing minions, generally vampires, to do your bidding.
While in reality I hate this 'influence' factor, largely because I have none of it, in the game it's fun because the Vampires are such cool minions to control and they can do many things to 'screw' your opponents. And if I get lucky, I might just find more than 1 player to play this regularly with.
The game was originaly a 'brother' to Magic: the Gathering but since then has been taken over by White Wolf (the makers of Vampire: the Masquerade RPG) and the new cards are getting more and more exciting. The only problem is that I have very little of the new cards, and thus am still stuck in the 'timeline' when it was stil a WoTC (Wizards of the Coast, creators of M:TG) product.
It's time to feed....I mean, bleed....
In any case, just wanted to say that I am now taking V:TES (Vampire: The Eternal Struggle) more seriously and I am looking to get more of it's cards in coming months. For those of you oblivious to V:TES, it's a CCG (if you don't know what this is, stop reading. Nothing will make sense to you) where you play a Methuselah and try to control your world by influencing minions, generally vampires, to do your bidding.
While in reality I hate this 'influence' factor, largely because I have none of it, in the game it's fun because the Vampires are such cool minions to control and they can do many things to 'screw' your opponents. And if I get lucky, I might just find more than 1 player to play this regularly with.
The game was originaly a 'brother' to Magic: the Gathering but since then has been taken over by White Wolf (the makers of Vampire: the Masquerade RPG) and the new cards are getting more and more exciting. The only problem is that I have very little of the new cards, and thus am still stuck in the 'timeline' when it was stil a WoTC (Wizards of the Coast, creators of M:TG) product.
It's time to feed....I mean, bleed....
Monday, October 03, 2005
Paintball
Last saturday my company had a paintball event. For those who didn't noticed, the month before we had a shooting event, so immobile target before, live moving (yummy) human targets next.
(un)Fortunately, my dexterity is nigh zero and my team (of 4 teams) were at the bottom of the table when it comes to this years events. That, and the fact we're all a bunch of wossies (that didn't come out right), so I didn't expect us to shoot down the opposition and claim an upset (Note: Expectations aren't the same as hope, go figure).
Due to weird organisational skills, instead of a team of 5, my team had 6 persons, but there were only 5 vest. So I had to go in without one, but since I haven't played this before, I didn't know if it was a good idea to have a vest..I mean, it's not like I plan to get shot......
On my first game we lost because my team ran out of pellets. We were suppose to get 50 each, but 1 cupfull of pellets is not 50. In any case, at the last minute I got hit by a glancing shot that tore my palm's skin. I was the first bleeding participant. But hey, no shot to my body, didn't need a vest at all....
Next, my team lost again as our opponents captured the flag. Oh, it's a round robin of 3 games and capture the falg win condition, I didn't mention this earlier? I was shot halfway through the 5 minutes time limit, in the forearm. I still hav the bruise, but hey? NO hits on the body, no vest required....
In the third game, determined to not lose (not win, but not lose) or get shot, I decided to bunk at closest to the base and stay there. I fired some shots at, what, 100 feet (they don't hit, of course) and for some reasons, my opponents decided that with 30 secodns left, my team had no pellets left...Once came running around my left towards my flag, with me shooting at him continuously to no success (dexterity 0, remember? Absolute ly no hand-eye coordination at all). I got so frustrated that I went right infront of him (he was out of pellets as well) and gave him 2 shots at about 10 feet.
Back track. At ranges of less than 20 feet, one should aim for the legs ot avoid injuring others. Besides, at such short range, how could you miss?
But I did, so I shot him smack on his chest. Twice. Or so I thought. Later I saw him with a bandage in his left arm that was much worse an injury compared to mine. Oops. He did have a vest, so the second shot that was (suprisingly) on target didn't injure (he still complained about pain, though). Oh, I also took out another guy at less than 20 feet who also thought I had ran out of pellets...Not too bright, eh?
But My team couldn't advance to the next round, and so there ends my short love affair with paintball. It'was fun, especially when I didn't need a vest at all!! Should I mention I am larger than the average human???
You Can't See Me!! Ha ha
(un)Fortunately, my dexterity is nigh zero and my team (of 4 teams) were at the bottom of the table when it comes to this years events. That, and the fact we're all a bunch of wossies (that didn't come out right), so I didn't expect us to shoot down the opposition and claim an upset (Note: Expectations aren't the same as hope, go figure).
Due to weird organisational skills, instead of a team of 5, my team had 6 persons, but there were only 5 vest. So I had to go in without one, but since I haven't played this before, I didn't know if it was a good idea to have a vest..I mean, it's not like I plan to get shot......
On my first game we lost because my team ran out of pellets. We were suppose to get 50 each, but 1 cupfull of pellets is not 50. In any case, at the last minute I got hit by a glancing shot that tore my palm's skin. I was the first bleeding participant. But hey, no shot to my body, didn't need a vest at all....
Next, my team lost again as our opponents captured the flag. Oh, it's a round robin of 3 games and capture the falg win condition, I didn't mention this earlier? I was shot halfway through the 5 minutes time limit, in the forearm. I still hav the bruise, but hey? NO hits on the body, no vest required....
In the third game, determined to not lose (not win, but not lose) or get shot, I decided to bunk at closest to the base and stay there. I fired some shots at, what, 100 feet (they don't hit, of course) and for some reasons, my opponents decided that with 30 secodns left, my team had no pellets left...Once came running around my left towards my flag, with me shooting at him continuously to no success (dexterity 0, remember? Absolute ly no hand-eye coordination at all). I got so frustrated that I went right infront of him (he was out of pellets as well) and gave him 2 shots at about 10 feet.
Back track. At ranges of less than 20 feet, one should aim for the legs ot avoid injuring others. Besides, at such short range, how could you miss?
But I did, so I shot him smack on his chest. Twice. Or so I thought. Later I saw him with a bandage in his left arm that was much worse an injury compared to mine. Oops. He did have a vest, so the second shot that was (suprisingly) on target didn't injure (he still complained about pain, though). Oh, I also took out another guy at less than 20 feet who also thought I had ran out of pellets...Not too bright, eh?
But My team couldn't advance to the next round, and so there ends my short love affair with paintball. It'was fun, especially when I didn't need a vest at all!! Should I mention I am larger than the average human???
You Can't See Me!! Ha ha
The Board is set....
The Pieces are moving...
I have finally confirmed that the first part (Appointment) of the Great Movement within my Company is official. And to the fact that part two (Transferrence) was already complete last week (part one even earlier, but without my knowledge), now remains part three: Creation, and part four: Reconciliation.
Once all these are in place, my wilder conspiracy theory is proven true, and this puts a great question on my ability to judge character. Despite me being a largely analytical person, I have discovered that I have poor judgement when it comes to people. I seem to get myself involved with people that want to take advantage of me, and those who don't I tend to take for granted.
To those who have cared for me sincerely and with heart, many apologies for not knowing, and not seeing. May I see your true colours and acknowledge your contributions all the time. If I don't, feel free to give me a kick on the behind..
To those who are still thinking that I am something you can use, (insert profanity here) you. I will learn from my dealings with you and see right through you moving forward.
Mushy stuff. Sorry. In any case, I should post something about paintball last weekend....
I have finally confirmed that the first part (Appointment) of the Great Movement within my Company is official. And to the fact that part two (Transferrence) was already complete last week (part one even earlier, but without my knowledge), now remains part three: Creation, and part four: Reconciliation.
Once all these are in place, my wilder conspiracy theory is proven true, and this puts a great question on my ability to judge character. Despite me being a largely analytical person, I have discovered that I have poor judgement when it comes to people. I seem to get myself involved with people that want to take advantage of me, and those who don't I tend to take for granted.
To those who have cared for me sincerely and with heart, many apologies for not knowing, and not seeing. May I see your true colours and acknowledge your contributions all the time. If I don't, feel free to give me a kick on the behind..
To those who are still thinking that I am something you can use, (insert profanity here) you. I will learn from my dealings with you and see right through you moving forward.
Mushy stuff. Sorry. In any case, I should post something about paintball last weekend....
Thursday, September 29, 2005
On the move
Looks like I'm on the move again. Certain quarters at my workplace have been asking me if I am moving, and I think come tomorrow, my official answer will be yes.
I'm not leaving the company though, just moving floors. Changing departments (more or less), but still doing the same job, same role.
Thinking about change as I write this, I think in the next couple of weeks I have a clear opportunity to make things happen. Now it's all up to me making it work.
I have generally let opportunity pass me by every now and then, but this time I truly must make it work. Time to get back into hardwork mode and laze less, I think...(if only I feel the same as I think, haha)
Writing my blog while working (ahem) isn't helping, too....
I'm not leaving the company though, just moving floors. Changing departments (more or less), but still doing the same job, same role.
Thinking about change as I write this, I think in the next couple of weeks I have a clear opportunity to make things happen. Now it's all up to me making it work.
I have generally let opportunity pass me by every now and then, but this time I truly must make it work. Time to get back into hardwork mode and laze less, I think...(if only I feel the same as I think, haha)
Writing my blog while working (ahem) isn't helping, too....
Tuesday, September 27, 2005
hugs
Something that I don't do. Period.
It didn't help that despite having parents that were relatively western in thought, hugs just aren't something practiced at home. So for me to greet another person, or say goodbye with a hug, just isn't natural.
But the past 7 days have seen me hug 3 different people. FYI, they're all colleagues from other markets. Being truly western in culture, hugs and kisses (cheek pecks) are a form of greeting and goodbye. And I couldn't go all ewweee about it, so for a couple of seconds, my body like...."what just happened??? Dunno, please asked the brain to intepret what happened and why it did.." Brain would then say, "Oh, it's just a normal way to bid adieu" " WTF??? Normal??? Since when???"
You get the picture. Me no hug, so no hug me....Unless I want you too....ha ha...
It didn't help that despite having parents that were relatively western in thought, hugs just aren't something practiced at home. So for me to greet another person, or say goodbye with a hug, just isn't natural.
But the past 7 days have seen me hug 3 different people. FYI, they're all colleagues from other markets. Being truly western in culture, hugs and kisses (cheek pecks) are a form of greeting and goodbye. And I couldn't go all ewweee about it, so for a couple of seconds, my body like...."what just happened??? Dunno, please asked the brain to intepret what happened and why it did.." Brain would then say, "Oh, it's just a normal way to bid adieu" " WTF??? Normal??? Since when???"
You get the picture. Me no hug, so no hug me....Unless I want you too....ha ha...
Sunday, September 25, 2005
Karaoke
Hmmmm. Confession. I'm a sucker to singing. My personal favourite is to hear the voices of the sopranos of a choir.....Angelic....
Unfortunately my only proper encounter with a choir was during my 2nd year in UPM (that's a University in Malaysia, fyi) where I joined a choir (for the wrong reasons, mind you) and ha to perform live twice while with them. Luckily it was only for the University audience, else I'd be too embarress to talk about it here.
Not to say that we (the choir) sucked, but by the second semester, we had a supposed 'experienced' musician as our conductor who turned out to be....Below par???
Jumping back to the header (My header is actually the theme??? Since when???). I recently had a Karaoke session with some close friends, and while the outing as enjoyable, the experince was....enlightening...
Oh, FYI, I do Karaoke somewhat once a month. Would love to do more, but the cost is not very encouraging. So what's the enlightenment?? You see, I like to sing so much that I memorise quite a number of them (unfortunately my voice isn't a 10 point advantage (ref: GURPS) so life as an entertainer is't an option), and I end up chosing these songs while I karaoke. The other 'problem' is that these songs ususally are MTV versions, i.e. no lyrics to sing along, so other people who don't know the lyrics by heart won't be able to participate.
Now the thing about karaoke is that it's meant for a group of people, irregardless of musical ability, to sing their hearts (and sometimes throat's) worth without caring if it's music to other's ears. However, with MTV, not only do you hear the original artist singing, you also have no lyrics to sing along....Get the picture???
I didn't get it 'till 48 hours ago..So while I happily sing songs I sing on a regular basis in the semi-lit room, others have nothing to do but listen. Now in a concert hall, that's probably what you want to do. In a Karaoke-room however, other than that 1 person who may be fiddling with the remote to pick the next millionth song, others aren't doing something they're there for...Sing.
Smack into my face, that revelation. SO I've decided that from now on, I'll not sing any song that others can't sing along with. No lyrics, no song. For the songs I know by heart, I ca ing them anywhere and anytime I want....
Except while in Karaoke.....
Unfortunately my only proper encounter with a choir was during my 2nd year in UPM (that's a University in Malaysia, fyi) where I joined a choir (for the wrong reasons, mind you) and ha to perform live twice while with them. Luckily it was only for the University audience, else I'd be too embarress to talk about it here.
Not to say that we (the choir) sucked, but by the second semester, we had a supposed 'experienced' musician as our conductor who turned out to be....Below par???
Jumping back to the header (My header is actually the theme??? Since when???). I recently had a Karaoke session with some close friends, and while the outing as enjoyable, the experince was....enlightening...
Oh, FYI, I do Karaoke somewhat once a month. Would love to do more, but the cost is not very encouraging. So what's the enlightenment?? You see, I like to sing so much that I memorise quite a number of them (unfortunately my voice isn't a 10 point advantage (ref: GURPS) so life as an entertainer is't an option), and I end up chosing these songs while I karaoke. The other 'problem' is that these songs ususally are MTV versions, i.e. no lyrics to sing along, so other people who don't know the lyrics by heart won't be able to participate.
Now the thing about karaoke is that it's meant for a group of people, irregardless of musical ability, to sing their hearts (and sometimes throat's) worth without caring if it's music to other's ears. However, with MTV, not only do you hear the original artist singing, you also have no lyrics to sing along....Get the picture???
I didn't get it 'till 48 hours ago..So while I happily sing songs I sing on a regular basis in the semi-lit room, others have nothing to do but listen. Now in a concert hall, that's probably what you want to do. In a Karaoke-room however, other than that 1 person who may be fiddling with the remote to pick the next millionth song, others aren't doing something they're there for...Sing.
Smack into my face, that revelation. SO I've decided that from now on, I'll not sing any song that others can't sing along with. No lyrics, no song. For the songs I know by heart, I ca ing them anywhere and anytime I want....
Except while in Karaoke.....
Tuesday, September 20, 2005
Whoa.....(response to previous long thread comment)
Looks like my wish for a certain Barry to not read that post didn't happen. It also looks like we have things that we need to trash over and hopefully I'd still get the chance.
Somehow or rather, I guess critising MLM results in criticising everyone in it. Not very bright, am I? Not ever very bright, but highly opinionated(?). Truly sorry to have had you known how I truly feel about MLM, but I guess it was eventual.
That aside, to everyone who is doing MLM, and didn't like what I said, I am not sorry of my opinion. Nor will I be sorry if it seemed to be a negative point of view to your lives. I am an advocate of diversity. In every circle of life, there will be one leader, many followers, 1 freak, 1 saint, 1 etc...You get the picture. Simply because the guy on top looks to be the happiest doesn't mean he is. But if that's what you want, go get it. With all your heart and soul.
Oh well, I won't achieve much diplomacy after the prior post on this issue. But I do note this, people do change. So will I.
At my pace.......
Somehow or rather, I guess critising MLM results in criticising everyone in it. Not very bright, am I? Not ever very bright, but highly opinionated(?). Truly sorry to have had you known how I truly feel about MLM, but I guess it was eventual.
That aside, to everyone who is doing MLM, and didn't like what I said, I am not sorry of my opinion. Nor will I be sorry if it seemed to be a negative point of view to your lives. I am an advocate of diversity. In every circle of life, there will be one leader, many followers, 1 freak, 1 saint, 1 etc...You get the picture. Simply because the guy on top looks to be the happiest doesn't mean he is. But if that's what you want, go get it. With all your heart and soul.
Oh well, I won't achieve much diplomacy after the prior post on this issue. But I do note this, people do change. So will I.
At my pace.......
Monday, September 19, 2005
Change - (Warning, looooooong post)
No, it's not spare coins. Nor is this the sound you hear from one of the old arcade games. A few posts back I noted that it's time I changed, and that I have gained nothing from being myself today.
Yesterday, through some rather weird turn of events, I was brought to a table to discuss matters pertaining to financial opportunities. While discussing those opportunities, my personality not only got analysed, it took a great amount of knocks as well.
While the 'closers' were spot on when identifying my personality type, what they failed to catch was that I was reading their gameplan like a book. First, show how easy it is to make lots of money. Then, show how many people have made that money. After that, entice you to try from the bottom, since you've got nothing to lose from there, right?
Yes, specifically it's an MLM. Truth be told, really, the plan is probably a new way of making business. Imagine if everything that you bought you had a stake in it, that eventually you'd get something back. Well in MLM, given time, and bigger your circle of 'network' is, your returns may just superceed your investment.
But ofcourse, the investment in total of your 'network' will definitely not come close to your returns. Under no situation would any company let you take home more than you've invested. You'd probably think that you've only brought in X amount, and now you take home 2X amount home each month, so ultimately the venture is successful and you've got excellent returns for your initial investment.
Yet the actual investment is far more than you'd see. The actual amount of investment is the total number of sales/investment your whole team has contributed, and that could easily be from 3X to 6X per level of MLM. And it will usually take at least 3-4 levels before you'd ever begin earning your X that you've invested. In other words, if no one else invest, you're stuck with no returns.....
But back to the concept if everything you bought you'd have a stake in it...Like every toothpaste you buy, you get back a 10% of it's retail price. Or if you buy a new car, by being a partner, you'd get back 10% discount. And from there onwards, each other person you introduce to buy the same branded car, you'd get a cut, and the new buyer get's his discount. Eventually, there wouldn't really be a need for sales persons anymore, since everyone will be out to get everyone else to buy with him (note: not for him, but with him. For once you've bought it with him once, you're in his shoes now, eager to get more new buyers).
Then the unimaginable thing happens, with everyone already a partner of everything he/she would ever want to own, and that no one else would be available to be recruited anymore, hence critical mass...Or that it's becoming such a success, no ones wants to let anyone else override their stakes...Note again, this is for everyday purchases....
This of course, will not happen for 2 things:
1) Time. Mankind will continue to regenerate itself, so much so that even if you've had the world's population as your consumer, each second there will be someone else alive who isn't your consumer...yet. So imagine the baby stalkings! "Hey, your kid should be a partner in so & so scheme to earn the returns from age 0!" Without a doubt, though, the parents would be saying," yeah, and he's going to be under me!"
2) Diversity rocks. Despite all this hype about jewellery, there's that small amount of people that just don't buy it. You love KFC, I love McD's. While you believe being a partner in everything you buy gets you good returns, I think it's bollocks. Hell, even heaven, the best thing that you don't need money to buy, isn't 'sold' to every living thing in the world.
So hitting critical mass is only theorethically possible, and realistically impossible. Which means, you'd never run out of prospects. The key then for this business is finding your prospects/investors, or what they call partners.
So we've come to a conclusion that it can't fail, at least not through lack of prospects. The incentive scheme is generally well thought out and extremely enticing, so under no reason should that be the hindrance. Then, what is? Why do we know of so many people who does MLM and fails?
It is Diversity that once again becomes the stumbling block. You see, to be a MLM person, you need to fit into a certain mold of person. And it is just 1 mold. Yes, those who do it would contest otherwise, but in reality, they are all the same. They have 1 goal that they share (and mind you, it isn't always money....Isn't always), 1 lifestyle that they want to lead (hint: travel the world and the seven seas is generally a common theme), and 1 thing that they consider success; Being their own boss.
So to succeed, or to be enticed to be a part of this 'revolution', you'd have to either want to be that way, or know not how to not want to i.e. you truly believe that you do not like that way of life. A way of life where money is scarcely an issue, where you'd seem to have all the time in the world to do whatever you want, and you'd have close friends and partners to boot.
What a load of bull! Analyse this. For everyone you'd know who'd have money to spare, they're unlikely to have time for themselves, or much of any friends. If they had time, chances are money is an issue, and/or friends as well. If you have all the friends in the world, chances are the other 2 aren't available in abundance. To have everything borders on perfection, and being the imperfect bengs that we are, we seem to be unable to accept that fact and constantly strive for the impossible.
Then they'd show you all the names of people who lead the lifestyle they're trying to sell you. But will you really get to see their personal lives? They'd go up the stage and speak of great holidays, power real estates and luxury cars, but will anyone of them truly say "I now spend time with my family, and use only 10 hours a week teaching people about this business" and prove it. They like to discount the many hours they spend networking at parties, workshops, drinks sessions and talking about their business as 'free time'. They'd say that the business runs on it's own, and little intervention is needed to keep it running.
And their best show is helping others achieve their greatness. As an indication of sincerity. I must say, one would be truly optimistic to suspect nothing is amiss. They say when you start to work, it's the 'real world'. Since when does that cease if you join MLM? It doesn't. It's just that people in MLM are so much better at hiding their agendas and intentions, you'd need microscopic eyes to seen that hint of taint in them. Really, the successful ones are truly that good.
Okay, I am not saying there aren't good people in the world, but the MLM history has not been clean by far. Their track record at hustling people off their hopes and, specifically money is just to great to ignore. They sell you a hope, not a product. And hope is mankind's greatest value, as well as biggest downfall. By using your hopes and dreams to sell you a product, this I deem, is questionable. When current commercial practice sell you a product, you know what you get for the price that you pay. If you don't get what was advertised, or per understanding, there are legal & illegal ways to rectify the issue.
By selling you hope, you have no insurance. Much like religion. Have faith, and God will be with you. If he isn't, you have little faith. With this hope that you have bought, your subsequent actions must be according to their mold, their practices, their teachings, and if and when you choose otherwise, and fail, they'll then blame it on you. It is your failure. Your lack of commitment, trust and effort is the reason you've not succeeded. You have failed to become one of them. And all you can do is take that mental attack and have no defence.
No, they're are no cult, by definition. But look beyond the confines of time, interpolate their goals and reasons, and you shall see their offer is not too far away. "Hoping for a better future? Join us and we will show you the way"..........
Shivers. Now, what has this to do with change? You see, for me to be successful like them, I need to be like them. I can't succeed by being me. Well, you can enjoy being you. I'll stick to being me.
Having said that, the whole discussion, if it was without the MLM connection, was somewhat eye opening as it did show what my areas of opportunities are, and showed truly clearly, where my areas of strength are as well.
And like most, if not all self help workshops/books, it's all about self help. Others can help you see, but it is you yourself that must walk the walk.
I have been shown the paths, I have been given the light, now all that's left is the decision to start walking. Preferably with the light, but on a path I chose, and no one else.
Yesterday, through some rather weird turn of events, I was brought to a table to discuss matters pertaining to financial opportunities. While discussing those opportunities, my personality not only got analysed, it took a great amount of knocks as well.
While the 'closers' were spot on when identifying my personality type, what they failed to catch was that I was reading their gameplan like a book. First, show how easy it is to make lots of money. Then, show how many people have made that money. After that, entice you to try from the bottom, since you've got nothing to lose from there, right?
Yes, specifically it's an MLM. Truth be told, really, the plan is probably a new way of making business. Imagine if everything that you bought you had a stake in it, that eventually you'd get something back. Well in MLM, given time, and bigger your circle of 'network' is, your returns may just superceed your investment.
But ofcourse, the investment in total of your 'network' will definitely not come close to your returns. Under no situation would any company let you take home more than you've invested. You'd probably think that you've only brought in X amount, and now you take home 2X amount home each month, so ultimately the venture is successful and you've got excellent returns for your initial investment.
Yet the actual investment is far more than you'd see. The actual amount of investment is the total number of sales/investment your whole team has contributed, and that could easily be from 3X to 6X per level of MLM. And it will usually take at least 3-4 levels before you'd ever begin earning your X that you've invested. In other words, if no one else invest, you're stuck with no returns.....
But back to the concept if everything you bought you'd have a stake in it...Like every toothpaste you buy, you get back a 10% of it's retail price. Or if you buy a new car, by being a partner, you'd get back 10% discount. And from there onwards, each other person you introduce to buy the same branded car, you'd get a cut, and the new buyer get's his discount. Eventually, there wouldn't really be a need for sales persons anymore, since everyone will be out to get everyone else to buy with him (note: not for him, but with him. For once you've bought it with him once, you're in his shoes now, eager to get more new buyers).
Then the unimaginable thing happens, with everyone already a partner of everything he/she would ever want to own, and that no one else would be available to be recruited anymore, hence critical mass...Or that it's becoming such a success, no ones wants to let anyone else override their stakes...Note again, this is for everyday purchases....
This of course, will not happen for 2 things:
1) Time. Mankind will continue to regenerate itself, so much so that even if you've had the world's population as your consumer, each second there will be someone else alive who isn't your consumer...yet. So imagine the baby stalkings! "Hey, your kid should be a partner in so & so scheme to earn the returns from age 0!" Without a doubt, though, the parents would be saying," yeah, and he's going to be under me!"
2) Diversity rocks. Despite all this hype about jewellery, there's that small amount of people that just don't buy it. You love KFC, I love McD's. While you believe being a partner in everything you buy gets you good returns, I think it's bollocks. Hell, even heaven, the best thing that you don't need money to buy, isn't 'sold' to every living thing in the world.
So hitting critical mass is only theorethically possible, and realistically impossible. Which means, you'd never run out of prospects. The key then for this business is finding your prospects/investors, or what they call partners.
So we've come to a conclusion that it can't fail, at least not through lack of prospects. The incentive scheme is generally well thought out and extremely enticing, so under no reason should that be the hindrance. Then, what is? Why do we know of so many people who does MLM and fails?
It is Diversity that once again becomes the stumbling block. You see, to be a MLM person, you need to fit into a certain mold of person. And it is just 1 mold. Yes, those who do it would contest otherwise, but in reality, they are all the same. They have 1 goal that they share (and mind you, it isn't always money....Isn't always), 1 lifestyle that they want to lead (hint: travel the world and the seven seas is generally a common theme), and 1 thing that they consider success; Being their own boss.
So to succeed, or to be enticed to be a part of this 'revolution', you'd have to either want to be that way, or know not how to not want to i.e. you truly believe that you do not like that way of life. A way of life where money is scarcely an issue, where you'd seem to have all the time in the world to do whatever you want, and you'd have close friends and partners to boot.
What a load of bull! Analyse this. For everyone you'd know who'd have money to spare, they're unlikely to have time for themselves, or much of any friends. If they had time, chances are money is an issue, and/or friends as well. If you have all the friends in the world, chances are the other 2 aren't available in abundance. To have everything borders on perfection, and being the imperfect bengs that we are, we seem to be unable to accept that fact and constantly strive for the impossible.
Then they'd show you all the names of people who lead the lifestyle they're trying to sell you. But will you really get to see their personal lives? They'd go up the stage and speak of great holidays, power real estates and luxury cars, but will anyone of them truly say "I now spend time with my family, and use only 10 hours a week teaching people about this business" and prove it. They like to discount the many hours they spend networking at parties, workshops, drinks sessions and talking about their business as 'free time'. They'd say that the business runs on it's own, and little intervention is needed to keep it running.
And their best show is helping others achieve their greatness. As an indication of sincerity. I must say, one would be truly optimistic to suspect nothing is amiss. They say when you start to work, it's the 'real world'. Since when does that cease if you join MLM? It doesn't. It's just that people in MLM are so much better at hiding their agendas and intentions, you'd need microscopic eyes to seen that hint of taint in them. Really, the successful ones are truly that good.
Okay, I am not saying there aren't good people in the world, but the MLM history has not been clean by far. Their track record at hustling people off their hopes and, specifically money is just to great to ignore. They sell you a hope, not a product. And hope is mankind's greatest value, as well as biggest downfall. By using your hopes and dreams to sell you a product, this I deem, is questionable. When current commercial practice sell you a product, you know what you get for the price that you pay. If you don't get what was advertised, or per understanding, there are legal & illegal ways to rectify the issue.
By selling you hope, you have no insurance. Much like religion. Have faith, and God will be with you. If he isn't, you have little faith. With this hope that you have bought, your subsequent actions must be according to their mold, their practices, their teachings, and if and when you choose otherwise, and fail, they'll then blame it on you. It is your failure. Your lack of commitment, trust and effort is the reason you've not succeeded. You have failed to become one of them. And all you can do is take that mental attack and have no defence.
No, they're are no cult, by definition. But look beyond the confines of time, interpolate their goals and reasons, and you shall see their offer is not too far away. "Hoping for a better future? Join us and we will show you the way"..........
Shivers. Now, what has this to do with change? You see, for me to be successful like them, I need to be like them. I can't succeed by being me. Well, you can enjoy being you. I'll stick to being me.
Having said that, the whole discussion, if it was without the MLM connection, was somewhat eye opening as it did show what my areas of opportunities are, and showed truly clearly, where my areas of strength are as well.
And like most, if not all self help workshops/books, it's all about self help. Others can help you see, but it is you yourself that must walk the walk.
I have been shown the paths, I have been given the light, now all that's left is the decision to start walking. Preferably with the light, but on a path I chose, and no one else.
Thursday, September 15, 2005
What on earth?
Is wrong with me??? ( I know that answer, actually, but have since refrain from discussing it here...sorry)
Must continue to focus on things that do not hurt, that does not betray.
On lighter note, I will be attempting to, wait, I can't say that....(Har har, my other personalities playing on me again..) Enough to say, it's another expensive venture that will open up more possibilities in the future....but it involves me alone.
Recently I have updated somewhere else that by the end of the year, I must own an Electronic Keyborad of 5 octaves or higher. This is my second written promise to myself. If I fail to deliver this, anyone that sees me mext January, shoot me. Kick me. Whatever (the F adjective is not applicable unless you are a non-related female that I would be interested)....
So if you find me being much more guarded on how I spend my money, hopefulyy this is an indication why.
Until then, I will continue to play till my heart recovers....Or I have a heart attack...Whichever that comes first...
Must continue to focus on things that do not hurt, that does not betray.
On lighter note, I will be attempting to, wait, I can't say that....(Har har, my other personalities playing on me again..) Enough to say, it's another expensive venture that will open up more possibilities in the future....but it involves me alone.
Recently I have updated somewhere else that by the end of the year, I must own an Electronic Keyborad of 5 octaves or higher. This is my second written promise to myself. If I fail to deliver this, anyone that sees me mext January, shoot me. Kick me. Whatever (the F adjective is not applicable unless you are a non-related female that I would be interested)....
So if you find me being much more guarded on how I spend my money, hopefulyy this is an indication why.
Until then, I will continue to play till my heart recovers....Or I have a heart attack...Whichever that comes first...
Friday, September 09, 2005
MIQ?
Ha ha. Bet'cha don't know what that means.
My family seems to have a weird sense of communication. We had tendencies to create synonyms, for the most ridiculous of....phrases?
Allow me to provide examples:
MIQ - Make it Quick. Used when we need to rush each other into something.
LowIQ - Pronounced "low-ik". Meant to label people with Low IQ (duh?)
um....sorry. Mental block..can't think of others right now.
Will repost this later.
haha
My family seems to have a weird sense of communication. We had tendencies to create synonyms, for the most ridiculous of....phrases?
Allow me to provide examples:
MIQ - Make it Quick. Used when we need to rush each other into something.
LowIQ - Pronounced "low-ik". Meant to label people with Low IQ (duh?)
um....sorry. Mental block..can't think of others right now.
Will repost this later.
haha
Tuesday, September 06, 2005
What now?
The decision to name my new boss has been delayed, making my own decision to follow my old boss delayed as well. Everyone I know asks me the same million dollar question, "So when are you moving down to 14th floor?"
Inertia. By definition is directly related to one's weight. I am approx. 100KG, so I surely have a higher degree of inertia compared to others. So what does inertia have to do with me, or anything? Basically inertia talks about objects preference to remain in their current state. If you are moving, you'd like to remain moving. But if you are at a stop, you'd need a whole lot of energy to get you going again.
That's where I am now. At a halt. Full stop. I am so bored of trying new things, so tired of the things I do now, and so reluctant to change my environment. Near the end of last year I contemplated to work on a cruise (ot that I was getting a job...) and that never materialsed 'cos I'm so lazy to change my lifestyle. Not to mentioned I just got myself a RM 9K instalment to pay-off. So I remained where I was. Even further back, I wanted to move out of my apartment that I pay rent monthly so that I'd live on my own...I even had a friend that found me a place that was near to where I work, and within my budget....
Of course, if I have moved, I'd probably not be writing this now... Now I am at another corner of my life. I need to change me, but I can't muster the will to make that change. Nor do I have the courage to be what I am currently not. Then there's always that age old defence of trying to stay me, not wanting to change for change's sake, not wanting to become someone else....Excuses...
I once tried to explain that excuses aren't reasons...I can have 1000 excuses why I shouldn't change...But the truth is, I have no reason to it. So I should change. Be someone else...Not like the current me is getting me anywhere....
Inertia. By definition is directly related to one's weight. I am approx. 100KG, so I surely have a higher degree of inertia compared to others. So what does inertia have to do with me, or anything? Basically inertia talks about objects preference to remain in their current state. If you are moving, you'd like to remain moving. But if you are at a stop, you'd need a whole lot of energy to get you going again.
That's where I am now. At a halt. Full stop. I am so bored of trying new things, so tired of the things I do now, and so reluctant to change my environment. Near the end of last year I contemplated to work on a cruise (ot that I was getting a job...) and that never materialsed 'cos I'm so lazy to change my lifestyle. Not to mentioned I just got myself a RM 9K instalment to pay-off. So I remained where I was. Even further back, I wanted to move out of my apartment that I pay rent monthly so that I'd live on my own...I even had a friend that found me a place that was near to where I work, and within my budget....
Of course, if I have moved, I'd probably not be writing this now... Now I am at another corner of my life. I need to change me, but I can't muster the will to make that change. Nor do I have the courage to be what I am currently not. Then there's always that age old defence of trying to stay me, not wanting to change for change's sake, not wanting to become someone else....Excuses...
I once tried to explain that excuses aren't reasons...I can have 1000 excuses why I shouldn't change...But the truth is, I have no reason to it. So I should change. Be someone else...Not like the current me is getting me anywhere....
Friday, September 02, 2005
It's been awhile
I haven't blogged for awhile...been really busy at work..Didn't help when I spent the whole Public Holiday on Wednesday out...So no chance of any R&R.
Today, I am slightly less busy. Most of my work came from visitors of regional offices dropping by, and there are 3 groups to be exact. 1 has come and going, 1 is here and leaving soon, and the last will be in and out on Monday. After that, i'll be back the slower pace of work life.
So, what shall we write about today??
Recently I have acquired new cards fro mthe CCG Vampire: the Eternal Struggle and have found the cards most interesting. I have even built a new deck of Ravnos. Can't wait to play it with the other VtE enthusiast at the shop.
I should write more, but I'm facing a writer's block...I think...Maybe later...Who knows?
Today, I am slightly less busy. Most of my work came from visitors of regional offices dropping by, and there are 3 groups to be exact. 1 has come and going, 1 is here and leaving soon, and the last will be in and out on Monday. After that, i'll be back the slower pace of work life.
So, what shall we write about today??
Recently I have acquired new cards fro mthe CCG Vampire: the Eternal Struggle and have found the cards most interesting. I have even built a new deck of Ravnos. Can't wait to play it with the other VtE enthusiast at the shop.
I should write more, but I'm facing a writer's block...I think...Maybe later...Who knows?
Saturday, August 27, 2005
What a Gala
Barely an hour before I was at Dewan Philharmonik Petronas attending it's Gala Concert for Season 2005/2006.
It was nice to be there, even nicer to have a friend there with me. When you read this, thanks dude..It was rather fun to show you how diferent the Gala concert is compared to the usual fixtures..
The show started with an Overture from one of Rosini's operas, followed by 4 songs by Strauss. Sung by a soprano in German, I found myself awed by the vocal strength, but lost musically. I guess contemporary songs has gotten me accustomed to the structure, and th song that I heard had so different a structure that I got lost trying to find the melody.
Then it was the expected intermission, where we were served some light refreshments before the final part which was an orchestral arrangement of one of Brahms' Piano Quartet. No piano here, but the pieces were arranged very close to Brahms' style, at least on my point of view.
As usual, at the end of the concert the Malaysian crowd clapped for an encore, of which the orchestra obliged with Brahms' Hungarian Dance no.1. it was nice to finish off with a piece that I remember! Then the concert ended and we leave the concert hall to be greeted by supper!
A plate full of pasta, lasagna, some spring rolls, Murtabak and chicken later, the Gala experience ws over and I strongly believe it was money well spent. If you love classical music, want to see many ladies in fine evening gowns and prefer a peaceful weekend outing comapred to the loud boom ounds and choking air of a night club, I recommend you see the Gala concert too. but you'd have to wait till next year, though!
It was nice to be there, even nicer to have a friend there with me. When you read this, thanks dude..It was rather fun to show you how diferent the Gala concert is compared to the usual fixtures..
The show started with an Overture from one of Rosini's operas, followed by 4 songs by Strauss. Sung by a soprano in German, I found myself awed by the vocal strength, but lost musically. I guess contemporary songs has gotten me accustomed to the structure, and th song that I heard had so different a structure that I got lost trying to find the melody.
Then it was the expected intermission, where we were served some light refreshments before the final part which was an orchestral arrangement of one of Brahms' Piano Quartet. No piano here, but the pieces were arranged very close to Brahms' style, at least on my point of view.
As usual, at the end of the concert the Malaysian crowd clapped for an encore, of which the orchestra obliged with Brahms' Hungarian Dance no.1. it was nice to finish off with a piece that I remember! Then the concert ended and we leave the concert hall to be greeted by supper!
A plate full of pasta, lasagna, some spring rolls, Murtabak and chicken later, the Gala experience ws over and I strongly believe it was money well spent. If you love classical music, want to see many ladies in fine evening gowns and prefer a peaceful weekend outing comapred to the loud boom ounds and choking air of a night club, I recommend you see the Gala concert too. but you'd have to wait till next year, though!
Friday, August 26, 2005
What is point blank range???
Would you believe it that point blank range is anything 5 meters or less?
Last Friday, I went to a shooting range as part of a compnay activity. We were given a pistol, Baretta something, which has a magazine capacity of 15 rounds. But, we were only given 10 rounds to begin with.
At first, practice shots (5 rounds) were at 5 meters, of which my shots were all within the target area (8 point or higher). Then the next 5 rounds were at 10m. BOy, did I sucked then..
Then came the competition round. I had 10 rounds at 10m, and guess what? I only hit the target 8 times for a total points of 24! (Insert extremely embarressed me here....)
Oh, less I forget, my sister, who incidentally works in the same company as I do, shot a 91! (Max score 100) Thank god some other guy got 94, or else I'd be haunted by this utter humiliation. She was second best, so that's not bad at all!
Hmm, so my point blank range is 5m. Anything further than that, I'll miss. So no worries if I have a gun, people. I can't hit shite!
Last Friday, I went to a shooting range as part of a compnay activity. We were given a pistol, Baretta something, which has a magazine capacity of 15 rounds. But, we were only given 10 rounds to begin with.
At first, practice shots (5 rounds) were at 5 meters, of which my shots were all within the target area (8 point or higher). Then the next 5 rounds were at 10m. BOy, did I sucked then..
Then came the competition round. I had 10 rounds at 10m, and guess what? I only hit the target 8 times for a total points of 24! (Insert extremely embarressed me here....)
Oh, less I forget, my sister, who incidentally works in the same company as I do, shot a 91! (Max score 100) Thank god some other guy got 94, or else I'd be haunted by this utter humiliation. She was second best, so that's not bad at all!
Hmm, so my point blank range is 5m. Anything further than that, I'll miss. So no worries if I have a gun, people. I can't hit shite!
Thursday, August 25, 2005
Summer Cleaning
People clean their house ususally nearing their main yearly holidays, Chinese before CNY, Malays before Hari Raya Aidifitri, Indians before Deepavali, Christians before Xmas, etc... My family never cleans for any festivities..ever...We'd try, every now and then, but the house still looks like a mess. Which explains my I don't invites friends over during festivities. Visitng a dumpsite just isn't a place you'd like to go....especially during festivities..
For some unknown reason, it was decided that there were too much junk at home (like, duh!) and that it's time to make space. Better reason would be that my mother stresses out when the house is in a mess, and for a person with a heart condition, stress is not something we'd like her to have...Oh, btw, my parents are moving in...Explains the need to clean up.
This is not to say that my house (which currently houses all my siblings bar 1) was ever really clean when our parents were with us. It's just that back then, she could handle stress. Now stress = hospital visits... So for the past 2 weeks my siblings and I have been cleaning up the house every night (close) after work, and weekends as well (sometimes). Now the house looks even messier with many things that need to go still residing at home.
Our target date is at the end of month, which is also when our parents return. We even had an 'project planner' created on Excel just to ensure each of us complete our task on time. Actually, it was more to remind us to complete it on time...We are a procrastinating bunch, you see....
So that's the story on Summer Cleaning. It isn't over, and hopefully it'll make the house hospitable enough for guest...
Oh, funny line I said to my siblings the other day, : Imagine all this hard work, and at the end of day, our house still look like a mess?"
For some unknown reason, it was decided that there were too much junk at home (like, duh!) and that it's time to make space. Better reason would be that my mother stresses out when the house is in a mess, and for a person with a heart condition, stress is not something we'd like her to have...Oh, btw, my parents are moving in...Explains the need to clean up.
This is not to say that my house (which currently houses all my siblings bar 1) was ever really clean when our parents were with us. It's just that back then, she could handle stress. Now stress = hospital visits... So for the past 2 weeks my siblings and I have been cleaning up the house every night (close) after work, and weekends as well (sometimes). Now the house looks even messier with many things that need to go still residing at home.
Our target date is at the end of month, which is also when our parents return. We even had an 'project planner' created on Excel just to ensure each of us complete our task on time. Actually, it was more to remind us to complete it on time...We are a procrastinating bunch, you see....
So that's the story on Summer Cleaning. It isn't over, and hopefully it'll make the house hospitable enough for guest...
Oh, funny line I said to my siblings the other day, : Imagine all this hard work, and at the end of day, our house still look like a mess?"
Enough of this Trash Talk
Dear Readers,
due to unforseen circumstances, I will now refrain from posting anything that touched on my recent attempt to find a significant other. It's all trash talk anyway....
On the other hand, I hope to write more on other topics not related to me, i.e. Wrestling, Football(Soccer), World Issues (yeah right..), etc...
Will try to post more. Thanks for reading..
FYI. I'm still unwell...But That, I have always been....
" Every cloud has it's silver lining"..
due to unforseen circumstances, I will now refrain from posting anything that touched on my recent attempt to find a significant other. It's all trash talk anyway....
On the other hand, I hope to write more on other topics not related to me, i.e. Wrestling, Football(Soccer), World Issues (yeah right..), etc...
Will try to post more. Thanks for reading..
FYI. I'm still unwell...But That, I have always been....
" Every cloud has it's silver lining"..
Wednesday, August 03, 2005
12 hours into 27.....
And I must say birthdays sucks.....
I really wanted to wait until the end of the day to post, so that I could put all the bad things that happened, and then some good things, so that hopefully I'd "see the line in the sand", find "the silver lining", spot "the blessing in disguise".....
But after the number of setbacks till 1.00pm....I can't hold on....Must blog...
Setback One:
Woke up late again. It doesn't help I'm not sleeping early enough, but having to see my Mom after work for the past few days haven't helped.
Setback Two:
My routine to work involves me walking downhill for approx. 15 minutes to the most accessible bus stop. Today, it chose to rain.
Setback Three:
Already I was late, there was also an accident on the Sungai Besi Highway. Suffice to say, the bus journey was uneventful and extended.
Setback four:
In my company we have this broadcast that happens daily from 8.30am to 9.00am. 3 persons got birthday dedications, with one of them belated. I'm still wondering where's mine.
Setback five:
I screwed up my boss' appointments to say. She isn't happy. Need I say more??
Setback Six:
I found out that certain movements in my company may result in me having to move departments. Initially this was a good thing, as it gave me an option to help keep a certain someone in the company. Yet during lunch today, I came to know that this was the plan after all:
My Boss moves departments. I'm unchange because I report to both her current department and her new one. New boss moves to my current department. If I move to my new boss' department, and if they successfully create another position similar to mine, then I will move and allow the new boss to bring his previous assistant, who, by the way, is currently forced to take up other responsibilities because her position was eliminated, to my current department. My boss will be happy, the new boss will be happy, the assistant will be happy (but I, will have yet another ego bashing. To the core!
My worst fears is the fact that the assistant, may be nicer to me recently to ensure all this manuevering is successful! Bah! I feel so used! But this isn't the worse setback.....
Ultimate Setback for this 1/2 day, Setback Seven!:
An old friend from University found my recently created Friendster account and sent me a holler. After my reply, she gave me a heads up on several people that I know, including about a person, whom I consider is my idol, my superior, my complement, the "one" that got away.......She's married. (insert visual of heart dropping 19 floors to the ground, splattering all over). Do not misunderstand, she is the one that got away, and I have accepted there is no realistic way to ever find that opportunity again. However, to know this, on my 27th Birthday, after just receiving a relatively destructive setback...........arrrgh!!!!!!
If I wasn't working I would be crying. Really. sob. Hard.
I've endured having a National Blackout on my birthday, and many years of complete non-existence but today, is a day that will be on my mind for the rest of my life. It epitomise how my life is one of the simple, normal person. Shit happens when you hope for a bright new day. Dream all you want, since reality only knows the opposite.
Nothing lasts forever.....Thank god. That's my only consolation when dealing with pain. Now, let's try to make it go away (Sorry, will pass any offers of alcohol and drugs. Will not substitute one pain with another).
**** ****
Setback eight:
At 5.20pm, 10 minutes from a quick exit out of my office building, I was required to perform a last minute task that would generally require 40-60 minutes to complete. Worse of all, I can't really know if that last minute task needs to be undertaken until 6pm! You have no idea how unhappy I was. I decided to go ahead and perform the task anyway in 7 minutes and hand the completed result to the person in charge, letting them decide on the final go/no go decision.
Setback nine:
What else can stp me from leaving my office at 5.30p sharp now? How about a false alarm at 5.27pm? The alarm rang all the way until 6pm, and despite several announcements that it was indeed a false alarm, unfortunately the alarms triggered the 'no-function' option on the lifts, making hundreds of people leaving the building via the staircases. I was on 19th floor..........
**** ****
I'd like to thank the 2 souls that help keep me going after lunch. While you didn't really change the chemical makup affected my internals during that period, you id help prevent further deterioration of my chemicals within.
I really wanted to wait until the end of the day to post, so that I could put all the bad things that happened, and then some good things, so that hopefully I'd "see the line in the sand", find "the silver lining", spot "the blessing in disguise".....
But after the number of setbacks till 1.00pm....I can't hold on....Must blog...
Setback One:
Woke up late again. It doesn't help I'm not sleeping early enough, but having to see my Mom after work for the past few days haven't helped.
Setback Two:
My routine to work involves me walking downhill for approx. 15 minutes to the most accessible bus stop. Today, it chose to rain.
Setback Three:
Already I was late, there was also an accident on the Sungai Besi Highway. Suffice to say, the bus journey was uneventful and extended.
Setback four:
In my company we have this broadcast that happens daily from 8.30am to 9.00am. 3 persons got birthday dedications, with one of them belated. I'm still wondering where's mine.
Setback five:
I screwed up my boss' appointments to say. She isn't happy. Need I say more??
Setback Six:
I found out that certain movements in my company may result in me having to move departments. Initially this was a good thing, as it gave me an option to help keep a certain someone in the company. Yet during lunch today, I came to know that this was the plan after all:
My Boss moves departments. I'm unchange because I report to both her current department and her new one. New boss moves to my current department. If I move to my new boss' department, and if they successfully create another position similar to mine, then I will move and allow the new boss to bring his previous assistant, who, by the way, is currently forced to take up other responsibilities because her position was eliminated, to my current department. My boss will be happy, the new boss will be happy, the assistant will be happy (but I, will have yet another ego bashing. To the core!
My worst fears is the fact that the assistant, may be nicer to me recently to ensure all this manuevering is successful! Bah! I feel so used! But this isn't the worse setback.....
Ultimate Setback for this 1/2 day, Setback Seven!:
An old friend from University found my recently created Friendster account and sent me a holler. After my reply, she gave me a heads up on several people that I know, including about a person, whom I consider is my idol, my superior, my complement, the "one" that got away.......She's married. (insert visual of heart dropping 19 floors to the ground, splattering all over). Do not misunderstand, she is the one that got away, and I have accepted there is no realistic way to ever find that opportunity again. However, to know this, on my 27th Birthday, after just receiving a relatively destructive setback...........arrrgh!!!!!!
If I wasn't working I would be crying. Really. sob. Hard.
I've endured having a National Blackout on my birthday, and many years of complete non-existence but today, is a day that will be on my mind for the rest of my life. It epitomise how my life is one of the simple, normal person. Shit happens when you hope for a bright new day. Dream all you want, since reality only knows the opposite.
Nothing lasts forever.....Thank god. That's my only consolation when dealing with pain. Now, let's try to make it go away (Sorry, will pass any offers of alcohol and drugs. Will not substitute one pain with another).
**** ****
Setback eight:
At 5.20pm, 10 minutes from a quick exit out of my office building, I was required to perform a last minute task that would generally require 40-60 minutes to complete. Worse of all, I can't really know if that last minute task needs to be undertaken until 6pm! You have no idea how unhappy I was. I decided to go ahead and perform the task anyway in 7 minutes and hand the completed result to the person in charge, letting them decide on the final go/no go decision.
Setback nine:
What else can stp me from leaving my office at 5.30p sharp now? How about a false alarm at 5.27pm? The alarm rang all the way until 6pm, and despite several announcements that it was indeed a false alarm, unfortunately the alarms triggered the 'no-function' option on the lifts, making hundreds of people leaving the building via the staircases. I was on 19th floor..........
**** ****
I'd like to thank the 2 souls that help keep me going after lunch. While you didn't really change the chemical makup affected my internals during that period, you id help prevent further deterioration of my chemicals within.
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