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.....
Friday, December 23, 2005
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.......
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