A man had once said that, and I quote,
"The culture we have does not make people feel good about themselves. And you have to be strong enough to say if the culture doesn't work, don't buy it"
The saying has a strong meaning, powerful I might add. Though, the question that I may like to impose is, to what extent do we need to utilize the above saying, or infact, use the piece of advice given to us. Well, let's analyze.
Firstly, lets look at the quote above. On a personel level, I love that quote. For me, it means stick to the man. If the norms of society doesn't work out for you, then why follow it? I mean, I am a believer of the random soul (if you don't know then I will make a post on the random soul later, just ask aite). If for example, the random soul wants to live in the society, however, due to the inadequecy(is it spelled right?) of the society, that random soul can't well blossom.
Making it easier for me to type(hehe), if you want my full idea/input/output on this matter. Give me a comment and I'll hit back.
ps: sorry, gtg..nanti aku siapkan post ni
Friday, May 29, 2009
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Anti-Climatic
Have you ever felt the feeling of that preclimatic rush? You anticipate something good, great infact. Something that can give you pleasure.
Pleasure in a sense that you feel your heart beat faster and faster. Your palm gets sweaty and you respirate faster. You feel something inside of you wanting to gush out hard and fast. You scream deep down inside wishing it will last forever. And when it comes out.
Pleasure in a sense that you feel your heart beat faster and faster. Your palm gets sweaty and you respirate faster. You feel something inside of you wanting to gush out hard and fast. You scream deep down inside wishing it will last forever. And when it comes out.
You feel like
Aaahhh....*wait, is that it??*
That is the feeling of anti-climatic. When you hope the main event to be so god damn interesting and well, pleasurable. It ends up to be, as a friend of mine once said, non-chalant! So freaking slow and boring that your fantasies (Maria Ozawa anyone?) could be more exciting and even, if you intend to, jerk it off manually (you get what I mean) it would be better.
Though, to all those people with nasty thoughts (yes you qilahS), this post ain't about no explicit pornographic memoirs of mine, but more to the disgust that I have from watching the most hyped about final in, well I guess, the decade!
Barcelona vs Man Utd
Who would expect? A trashing I might add. A Champions League Final Trashing. Wait. Who got trashed again? What? The DEFENDING champions? wow. Slow down, take a breather. *sigh...*
Calm. Calm. CAlm. CAlm. CALm. CALm. CALm. CALM. CALM. CALM. CALM!!!!!!!!!!!
*deep breath....in...out....*
Firstly, congratulations Barcelona. Well fought, great determenation, magnificant strategy, overall fantastic performance. Messi was everywhere, Iniesta was strategically brilliant, Eto'o was pin point and Puyol was dominating. Congratulations.
Man Utd? United who? wait, was Roo playing? Ando anyone? Vida was well "dominating" yeah! Ronny? Well, one word for you son, glutton is a sin of life.
The main problem in the MU team was simple, no determination at all. You could see all night that the midfield was dominated by Iniesta, Xavi and Busquets. Roo wasn't chasing back, Ronny was just, well, Ronny. Park wasn't up to form. Ando was embarassing. Giggs, your a legend mate but that performance was like Kieran Gibbs fumbling the ball!
Well, analyzing it, I believe that Darren Fletcher was the key to the United 4-3-3. Since he's not around. Well, yet again Congrats Barca.
ps: Roo, what happened man?
Monday, May 25, 2009
One Tree Hill
I just gotta say One Tree Hill is one of the best TV series that I have watched.
Not only because of the plot and storyline the series potray but also the choices of music in their background that have made it quite array from the norms.
An actor, Bethany-Joy Galeotti (Haley James) magnificant voice and brilliant songs! At first I thought she just acted the whole singer-song writer act, but she actually is a singer! If you have the time, go and hear "Feel This". Simple yet powerful, you feel that your surrounded by the calmness and sootheness of the ocean! *cheesy haha* tapi betul apa....
Plus, season 6's finale gila babi la weh!! Who died???? What happend to nate??? How is Leyton's (Lucas/Peyton) baby???nghehehe
Gotta watch it www.cwtv.com go go go!!!!
Not only because of the plot and storyline the series potray but also the choices of music in their background that have made it quite array from the norms.
An actor, Bethany-Joy Galeotti (Haley James) magnificant voice and brilliant songs! At first I thought she just acted the whole singer-song writer act, but she actually is a singer! If you have the time, go and hear "Feel This". Simple yet powerful, you feel that your surrounded by the calmness and sootheness of the ocean! *cheesy haha* tapi betul apa....
Plus, season 6's finale gila babi la weh!! Who died???? What happend to nate??? How is Leyton's (Lucas/Peyton) baby???nghehehe
Gotta watch it www.cwtv.com go go go!!!!
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Stop and think
Who am I?
Where do I belong?
What should I do?
How is this going to end? (or start)
Where do I belong?
What should I do?
How is this going to end? (or start)
Stop and think. Is this you. Is your life yours?or is it played by a puppeteer? think and Stop.
Monday, May 18, 2009
A friend of mine
I have the sense of being inferior.
Inferior to whom you might ask, inferior to a friend is my answer.
One of my good friend, that keeps me up and running at an instant though he is far far away.
Comparably, he is much much better than me. Academically gifted, has that great natural leader tendency, likeable by all makciks, pakciks and peers.
(though we are quite the same standard in looks~but I'm physically fit than him)
I feel inferior and jealous towards his path. The path that once upon a time I dreamt about it night and day. Getting a scholarship, fast tracking to a foreign country, being miss and adoured by family and friends. Returning home with showers of hugs and kisses from love ones.
I feel inferior towards him because he is a friend that shows upmost humbleness, that calm and laid back attitude that reassures you that everything is achieveable.
*sigh*
One day, I am going to overcome that inferiority complex and get pass you. When that day comes, you'll be there and say "well done".
p/s: go go Kur!
Inferior to whom you might ask, inferior to a friend is my answer.
One of my good friend, that keeps me up and running at an instant though he is far far away.
Comparably, he is much much better than me. Academically gifted, has that great natural leader tendency, likeable by all makciks, pakciks and peers.
(though we are quite the same standard in looks~but I'm physically fit than him)
I feel inferior and jealous towards his path. The path that once upon a time I dreamt about it night and day. Getting a scholarship, fast tracking to a foreign country, being miss and adoured by family and friends. Returning home with showers of hugs and kisses from love ones.
I feel inferior towards him because he is a friend that shows upmost humbleness, that calm and laid back attitude that reassures you that everything is achieveable.
*sigh*
One day, I am going to overcome that inferiority complex and get pass you. When that day comes, you'll be there and say "well done".
p/s: go go Kur!
Sunday, May 17, 2009
dumb genius
One more to go, yes, one more to go.... wait,one more to go till I finish THIS semester.
So, how many more till I graduate? or better yet, how many more till I die?
This years finals surprised me, it is one of the few times in life where I somehow felt that the time allocated was not enough. 3 hours is not enough to answer a paper. 3 bloody hours is not enough.
Though I thought. Why was I able to answer less than 3 hours last year? Is it because now I am an undergraduate? Are the questions harder? Am I thinking of a better answer now?
Or is it because I'm getting dumber?
*sigh*
A dumb genius...cool
So, how many more till I graduate? or better yet, how many more till I die?
This years finals surprised me, it is one of the few times in life where I somehow felt that the time allocated was not enough. 3 hours is not enough to answer a paper. 3 bloody hours is not enough.
Though I thought. Why was I able to answer less than 3 hours last year? Is it because now I am an undergraduate? Are the questions harder? Am I thinking of a better answer now?
Or is it because I'm getting dumber?
*sigh*
A dumb genius...cool
Sailing, Drifting
Someone said to me that they like sailing. Drifting in the middle of the ocean, taking in the scenery, watching the sunset over the ends of world.
They like being alone, just sucking it in. Surviving independently in the midst of calamity. Taking all those rough winds and high tides, absorbing those negative powers into light-hope of a better journey ahead.
Though, some of these people say that the hardest part of sailing is when you have two on the boat. Two on board means:
One might ask, "What is in that fuss of twos?"
One might answer, "Keeping both at bay, both equally happy and song."
Then comes the challenges of sailing in twos.
As those ferocious tides and waves come splashing at you, destroying your boat of faith, killing the captain of hope and finally dismantling those flags of trusts.
Both of you are knocked unconscious, waking up knowing that you have drifted, far far away from each other. Hoping that when the tides reside and ocean calms you will drift back again.
Those that are strong with wit and courage of the seas will peddle hard and strong to get back on the boat and sail once more as twos. Hoping that another storm won't dent their boat.
Others, well, drift and drift and drift. Finally sailing alone.
Winds have came on our boat, turbulating and rocking, I slipped, but I'm holding tight, tight as knot to those handles of joy. No storm nor tide can take me down. Oh no no... I am holding tight.
The question is now, are you?
They like being alone, just sucking it in. Surviving independently in the midst of calamity. Taking all those rough winds and high tides, absorbing those negative powers into light-hope of a better journey ahead.
Though, some of these people say that the hardest part of sailing is when you have two on the boat. Two on board means:
2 hopes
2 desires
2 ambitions
2 dreams
2 feelings
2 desires
2 ambitions
2 dreams
2 feelings
One might ask, "What is in that fuss of twos?"
One might answer, "Keeping both at bay, both equally happy and song."
Then comes the challenges of sailing in twos.
As those ferocious tides and waves come splashing at you, destroying your boat of faith, killing the captain of hope and finally dismantling those flags of trusts.
Both of you are knocked unconscious, waking up knowing that you have drifted, far far away from each other. Hoping that when the tides reside and ocean calms you will drift back again.
Those that are strong with wit and courage of the seas will peddle hard and strong to get back on the boat and sail once more as twos. Hoping that another storm won't dent their boat.
Others, well, drift and drift and drift. Finally sailing alone.
Winds have came on our boat, turbulating and rocking, I slipped, but I'm holding tight, tight as knot to those handles of joy. No storm nor tide can take me down. Oh no no... I am holding tight.
The question is now, are you?
Sunday, May 10, 2009
I am afraid
I am afraid, of what to happen.
Looking back at life, I wouldn't have imagined going this far. I'm sitting for my first undergraduate final. Wow.
I've just seem to realize it just a couple days back. Undergraduate. The thing is, I'm afraid.I'm afraid I'll flunk hard. REAL hard.
Though, the sense of fear actually doesn't help much, well, except for added pressure. It's just, as well as I know I am, I think, I don't really care. The thing I know is, my self-comfortability ahead of everything else.
So as much as I am afraid of this finals, I'm not doing anything (i.e studying) at all (or as not that much).
Well, I guess this is who I am. A lazy genius (haha).
*note: masak la minah yang dapat aku.pemalas!!nghehehe
Looking back at life, I wouldn't have imagined going this far. I'm sitting for my first undergraduate final. Wow.
I've just seem to realize it just a couple days back. Undergraduate. The thing is, I'm afraid.I'm afraid I'll flunk hard. REAL hard.
Though, the sense of fear actually doesn't help much, well, except for added pressure. It's just, as well as I know I am, I think, I don't really care. The thing I know is, my self-comfortability ahead of everything else.
So as much as I am afraid of this finals, I'm not doing anything (i.e studying) at all (or as not that much).
Well, I guess this is who I am. A lazy genius (haha).
*note: masak la minah yang dapat aku.pemalas!!nghehehe
Sunday, May 3, 2009
I'm just me
i think that I am inefficient. I'm not good enough for anything.
I look at other people and see that they have specialties. Some are smart, some are athletic, some have those natural leader tendencies. And I feel that these people have an upper-edge compared to me. I'm lazy, ignorant, slobbish, easily said I am nothing.
I guess lots of people tend to feel this way, including me, I want to be good, great. But I can't feel that. I can't feel that one day I'll be great. I feel that I'll only be an ordinary bloke living next to you.
*sigh*
All expectations blown away. I'm not good nor great. I'm just me.
I look at other people and see that they have specialties. Some are smart, some are athletic, some have those natural leader tendencies. And I feel that these people have an upper-edge compared to me. I'm lazy, ignorant, slobbish, easily said I am nothing.
I guess lots of people tend to feel this way, including me, I want to be good, great. But I can't feel that. I can't feel that one day I'll be great. I feel that I'll only be an ordinary bloke living next to you.
*sigh*
All expectations blown away. I'm not good nor great. I'm just me.
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