Dear bloggie,
I really like this quote:
"We make choices. I hate to say 'sacrifices.' When I speak to younger groups, to colleges and other younger athletes, I say 'we don't make sacrifices. If we truly love this sport and we have these goals and dreams in the sport, the classroom, or in life, they're not sacrifices. They're choices that we make to fulfill these goals and dreams.' Sacrifices makes it sound like 'oh, poor me, I have to do this in order to get to this,' and I don't really like that word. It was just really the choice to take care of myself and live a proper lifestyle. In doing that, I feel like a healthier person, I feel focused in everything, not just in my running. In following this one dream, I feel like I became an even more well-rounded person. - Deena Castor"
For ur info, Deena is a women marathon runner from US. She was featured as one of the seven runners in "The Spirit of the Marathon" which follows her through her injury, recovery, training and actual run in the Chicago Marathon, where she won the marathon. I not really fond of positives motivational quotes, but having seen how she fought from an injured leg to winning the Chicago Marathon, I'll make an exception for her.
Dear bloggie,
They say the only that is constant now days is "change".
I ponder upon my ability to change... or more exact my mentally to embrace change. I know from everything is impermanent. One would suffer less if one simply just give in to the changes and dance to it's beat. Yet something inside of me find comfort in stagnant. Maybe it's cause, seeing something familiar bring comfort to me.
Hence the question "If I was given 3 years, can I be someone?" Someone here simply refers to a person that can be considered successful or rather ranked above above average in this modern society. I view this question as two fold.
One, do I have the capability to be someone? Can I learn and adapt myself to excel in this ever changing world? Can an rather old dog like me, learn a new dog trick? Can I confront my weakness? Can my mind soak up new knowledge?
Two, the real million dollar question: Do I want to change? I mean after, for all the potential one has, if the heart isn't really there, the potential is for naught. To climb the ladder, it takes effort... And effort is something that requires a lot of heart and gut.
They say the only that is constant now days is "change".
I ponder upon my ability to change... or more exact my mentally to embrace change. I know from everything is impermanent. One would suffer less if one simply just give in to the changes and dance to it's beat. Yet something inside of me find comfort in stagnant. Maybe it's cause, seeing something familiar bring comfort to me.
Hence the question "If I was given 3 years, can I be someone?" Someone here simply refers to a person that can be considered successful or rather ranked above above average in this modern society. I view this question as two fold.
One, do I have the capability to be someone? Can I learn and adapt myself to excel in this ever changing world? Can an rather old dog like me, learn a new dog trick? Can I confront my weakness? Can my mind soak up new knowledge?
Two, the real million dollar question: Do I want to change? I mean after, for all the potential one has, if the heart isn't really there, the potential is for naught. To climb the ladder, it takes effort... And effort is something that requires a lot of heart and gut.
Dear bloggie,
7 Rules for Life and Hiding...
1. Never trust a cop in rain coat
2. Beware of enthusiasm and of love. Each is temporary and quick to sway!"
3. When asked if you care about the world's problem. Look deep into the eye of he who asked. He will not ask you again.
4. Never give your real name
5. If ever told to look at yourself... never look
6. Never say or do anything the person in front of you can not understand
7. Never create anything. It will be misinterpreted. It will chain you and follow you for the rest of your life. It will never change".
7 Rules for Life and Hiding...
1. Never trust a cop in rain coat
2. Beware of enthusiasm and of love. Each is temporary and quick to sway!"
3. When asked if you care about the world's problem. Look deep into the eye of he who asked. He will not ask you again.
4. Never give your real name
5. If ever told to look at yourself... never look
6. Never say or do anything the person in front of you can not understand
7. Never create anything. It will be misinterpreted. It will chain you and follow you for the rest of your life. It will never change".
Dear bloggie,
Have I ever b*tch bout my supreme high school achievement to getting last place in a 100m run? Anyway if I did, prepare for a rerant...
Yea, I was last place in a 100m run on my school sports day during my heydays in form 3. Suffice to say, the devastating fact I can't run sh*t was enough for me to retire from any sports activity for my sport's house/clan/watever. Till today, I guess I never quite gotten over that run. To qualify for the final run, to compete amongst the best runners in my school, it's should be a great honor and achievement indeed. Yet, at the same time, to be utterly blown away by the difference in speed, natural talent & effort... One could say it is agonizing indeed... Some say limit is something we make up in our mind, I agree to a certain degree. But there is a difference between limiting one self and not facing reality. Looking back at my life, I admit I am guilty for both faults.
So why am I ranting bout a 100m run I ran almost 12 years ago? Cause I randomly ran a 100m just now and I'd have to say, it's was very refreshing run down memory lane. To cut through wind like a knife, the breeze of the wind blowing one's face, the sensation of one body pushed to the limit. To remember why I once used to like running like a mad dog along my grandpa's sundry shop. To recall why I enjoyed running to begin with... To realize I been actually running for 12 years, running away from facing reality...
#Note: MFR, care for a little wager? See if I can run 100M in 13 secs. Loser buy winner breakfast, mau?
Have I ever b*tch bout my supreme high school achievement to getting last place in a 100m run? Anyway if I did, prepare for a rerant...
Yea, I was last place in a 100m run on my school sports day during my heydays in form 3. Suffice to say, the devastating fact I can't run sh*t was enough for me to retire from any sports activity for my sport's house/clan/watever. Till today, I guess I never quite gotten over that run. To qualify for the final run, to compete amongst the best runners in my school, it's should be a great honor and achievement indeed. Yet, at the same time, to be utterly blown away by the difference in speed, natural talent & effort... One could say it is agonizing indeed... Some say limit is something we make up in our mind, I agree to a certain degree. But there is a difference between limiting one self and not facing reality. Looking back at my life, I admit I am guilty for both faults.
So why am I ranting bout a 100m run I ran almost 12 years ago? Cause I randomly ran a 100m just now and I'd have to say, it's was very refreshing run down memory lane. To cut through wind like a knife, the breeze of the wind blowing one's face, the sensation of one body pushed to the limit. To remember why I once used to like running like a mad dog along my grandpa's sundry shop. To recall why I enjoyed running to begin with... To realize I been actually running for 12 years, running away from facing reality...
#Note: MFR, care for a little wager? See if I can run 100M in 13 secs. Loser buy winner breakfast, mau?
Dear bloggie,
I used to believe things in life is one circle. Things happens to us for a reason. Sometimes bad things happens to us to force something good from us to happen.
I hit the bottom of rock bottom. Damn depressing... I sorta wish I never found out the truth, I may be dumb and oblivious but still at least hopeful... They say it's better to know the truth even thought it the truth hurts... I'm not so sure about that... Sometimes while fake, at least it would remain in one's memories as something unattainable but beautiful...
I'm trying to convince myself the sun will rise one day, but who am I kidding? As MFR said "Life is unfair, kill yourself or get over it"
I used to believe things in life is one circle. Things happens to us for a reason. Sometimes bad things happens to us to force something good from us to happen.
I hit the bottom of rock bottom. Damn depressing... I sorta wish I never found out the truth, I may be dumb and oblivious but still at least hopeful... They say it's better to know the truth even thought it the truth hurts... I'm not so sure about that... Sometimes while fake, at least it would remain in one's memories as something unattainable but beautiful...
I'm trying to convince myself the sun will rise one day, but who am I kidding? As MFR said "Life is unfair, kill yourself or get over it"
Dear bloggie,
Hear this song on the radio... Suddenly remember the 1st time I heard tis song, Karate Kiddo 2.
Anyway, wanted to post my thoughts on "My life". Often I would b*tch bout how f8cked up my life is. No filthy rich grandpa tat can buy me a Ferrari la, no handsome face that make the chicks jump me, no physical body like the Rock, no super intelligence like Einstein, etc... I discover while I lack all those WANTS above, I actually born and given with quite a lot of things.
I may not have the face of Prince Charming but I ain't exactly Prince Fugly.
I may not have a Ferrari but I have a Myvi.
I may not have a 9,999 frens in Facebook but I have a pretty hardcore small monk frens clan.
I may not have a palace but I have a place call "home".
I may not have body like Taylor Lautner (Wolfie from Twilight) but I have 2 hands and 2 legs and a perfectly functioning body.
I may not have Einstein intelligence but I am capable of thinking to a certain degree like to write crappy crap like tis post.
Bottom line, I a neither nor guy. Someone in between. And my conclusion is that I should be grateful for everything I have right now, even though sometimes the grass looks greener and is greener at the other side. Grateful not because I have somethings some people don't have, but rather grateful because I just simply have it.
Hear this song on the radio... Suddenly remember the 1st time I heard tis song, Karate Kiddo 2.
Anyway, wanted to post my thoughts on "My life". Often I would b*tch bout how f8cked up my life is. No filthy rich grandpa tat can buy me a Ferrari la, no handsome face that make the chicks jump me, no physical body like the Rock, no super intelligence like Einstein, etc... I discover while I lack all those WANTS above, I actually born and given with quite a lot of things.
I may not have the face of Prince Charming but I ain't exactly Prince Fugly.
I may not have a Ferrari but I have a Myvi.
I may not have a 9,999 frens in Facebook but I have a pretty hardcore small monk frens clan.
I may not have a palace but I have a place call "home".
I may not have body like Taylor Lautner (Wolfie from Twilight) but I have 2 hands and 2 legs and a perfectly functioning body.
I may not have Einstein intelligence but I am capable of thinking to a certain degree like to write crappy crap like tis post.
Bottom line, I a neither nor guy. Someone in between. And my conclusion is that I should be grateful for everything I have right now, even though sometimes the grass looks greener and is greener at the other side. Grateful not because I have somethings some people don't have, but rather grateful because I just simply have it.
Dear bloggie,
Since I'm feeling rather depressed right now, the best way to up myself is to deflect my depression on to something else so I decided to run my fingers on the insecurities MFR was feeling that he told me just now.
Long story short, MFR send me a blog that topic seem to be the changes from this blogger past to present "I am ...". MFR ask me
MFR : Can we move on from "hi, im a slacker, monk, bottom etc etc. to something else ar? or r we stuck in this phase
Since this stupid insecurities is exactly like a scene from Wonderfalls, I replied:
Bakau : Hi, I'm a 27 years old slacker monk
MFR : 10 years from now? same?
Bakau : no, "Hi, I'm a 37 years old monk"
Since I'm feeling rather depressed right now, the best way to up myself is to deflect my depression on to something else so I decided to run my fingers on the insecurities MFR was feeling that he told me just now.
Long story short, MFR send me a blog that topic seem to be the changes from this blogger past to present "I am ...". MFR ask me
MFR : Can we move on from "hi, im a slacker, monk, bottom etc etc. to something else ar? or r we stuck in this phase
Since this stupid insecurities is exactly like a scene from Wonderfalls, I replied:
Bakau : Hi, I'm a 27 years old slacker monk
MFR : 10 years from now? same?
Bakau : no, "Hi, I'm a 37 years old monk"
Dear bloggie,
Yea, hit rock bottom... The Kota Kemunting company didn't contact me... Looks like no offer de... Somemore wasted another chance yesterday... On a losing streak in chess, rating pummel from 1600+ to 1560... Finally, calluses started popping up from my right palm, whenever I grip something heavy, one white line of dead skin will appear in my right palm... Damn ugly sight... Sand paper it, skin smooth back but got red mark there de, not sure if will heal... Not sure if I will continue my rock bottom descend...
Yea, hit rock bottom... The Kota Kemunting company didn't contact me... Looks like no offer de... Somemore wasted another chance yesterday... On a losing streak in chess, rating pummel from 1600+ to 1560... Finally, calluses started popping up from my right palm, whenever I grip something heavy, one white line of dead skin will appear in my right palm... Damn ugly sight... Sand paper it, skin smooth back but got red mark there de, not sure if will heal... Not sure if I will continue my rock bottom descend...
Dear bloggie,
Went for an interview yesterday. High chance get offer next week. Not bad company I see. Work hour 9.00 to 5.30, near by only (Kota Kemunting), casual wear, great learning opportunity (Technology is based on project), office located outside normal hell holes (quite quiet area), no parking woes (Open + Free parking), Subsided toll & No need to travel (unless to client site in US, which normally is done by team lead and manager).
Overall, a very nice work package. But somehow I'm still can't help feeling sad to give up my current gungho lifestyle. I feel as if I leaving behind a place forever. They say that life is suffering, suffering cause we are born to die. Suffering because for every good we get, when that good thing gets taken away from us inevitability, we suffer at the lost. Some even suffer at the fact we will lose that good thing.
Body Balance, Yoga and Pilates was something I found within this 1 year of break from the mad rat race, I have to say I come to enjoy it more than I ever enjoyed anything within these few years. Maybe it's the endorphins but I actually feel good after class. And perhaps that is why I find it hard to let go. 2 outta 3 of my favorite classes is in the afternoon time slot so if I do accept the new job, I will have to give up on 2/3 of my current hobby.
One class, I been attending for almost 1 year. The class that actually turned my entire dull life around. The class that actually gave me something to look forward to, every week without fail. From this class, I found the other 2 classes that I also came to enjoy, one due to a instructor replacement which lead me to attend his normal class and another one, this one will definitely be very hard to let go. True, there are other classes in other time slot, but it will be different flavor. It's like going to a cafe, then suddenly the cafe moved... The new cafe might still serve the same coffee taste but the environment will be different. That's cause everything in life is actually made out of such unique and special qualities that we often don't notice or ignore.
"Something's lost but something's gained in living every day"
Maybe I been stagnant too long indeed... People often say "stagnant" is a bad thing, no growth, etc... But really, there are many ways one can live one's life. Does living only involve growing or running forward?
I dun mind returning to slaving actually, I just have problem giving up these small feel good moment I just found. Yet again, maybe it's time I try other flavors... Losing something good ain't necessary a bad thing, we might be lead to something better at the end of the road... It's like getting divorce with one's wife one love so much, heartbreaking yes but u might end up finding a more "better" wife... or maybe not...
Went for an interview yesterday. High chance get offer next week. Not bad company I see. Work hour 9.00 to 5.30, near by only (Kota Kemunting), casual wear, great learning opportunity (Technology is based on project), office located outside normal hell holes (quite quiet area), no parking woes (Open + Free parking), Subsided toll & No need to travel (unless to client site in US, which normally is done by team lead and manager).
Overall, a very nice work package. But somehow I'm still can't help feeling sad to give up my current gungho lifestyle. I feel as if I leaving behind a place forever. They say that life is suffering, suffering cause we are born to die. Suffering because for every good we get, when that good thing gets taken away from us inevitability, we suffer at the lost. Some even suffer at the fact we will lose that good thing.
Body Balance, Yoga and Pilates was something I found within this 1 year of break from the mad rat race, I have to say I come to enjoy it more than I ever enjoyed anything within these few years. Maybe it's the endorphins but I actually feel good after class. And perhaps that is why I find it hard to let go. 2 outta 3 of my favorite classes is in the afternoon time slot so if I do accept the new job, I will have to give up on 2/3 of my current hobby.
One class, I been attending for almost 1 year. The class that actually turned my entire dull life around. The class that actually gave me something to look forward to, every week without fail. From this class, I found the other 2 classes that I also came to enjoy, one due to a instructor replacement which lead me to attend his normal class and another one, this one will definitely be very hard to let go. True, there are other classes in other time slot, but it will be different flavor. It's like going to a cafe, then suddenly the cafe moved... The new cafe might still serve the same coffee taste but the environment will be different. That's cause everything in life is actually made out of such unique and special qualities that we often don't notice or ignore.
"Something's lost but something's gained in living every day"
Maybe I been stagnant too long indeed... People often say "stagnant" is a bad thing, no growth, etc... But really, there are many ways one can live one's life. Does living only involve growing or running forward?
I dun mind returning to slaving actually, I just have problem giving up these small feel good moment I just found. Yet again, maybe it's time I try other flavors... Losing something good ain't necessary a bad thing, we might be lead to something better at the end of the road... It's like getting divorce with one's wife one love so much, heartbreaking yes but u might end up finding a more "better" wife... or maybe not...
Dear bloggie,
Today willperhaps confirm come down in my entire 28 years old f*ckin pathetic, sorry excuse for a human being, loser history as the day I done my biggest screwed up... I can't believe I screw up tis big... It was practically in front of me, begging me to move my sori arse and take an action, yet I still stood there doing nothing, inaction...
Today will
Dear bloggie,
"I always thought of myself as a house. I was always what I lived in. It didn't need to be big. It didn't even need to be beautiful. It just needed to be mine. I became what I was meant to be. I built myself a life. I built myself a house. - George, Life as a House."
What would u do if u were told right now u have terminal cancer and have 4 months left to live?
That the tag line for the movie "Live as a House". George, an architect that has just been laid off was was told he had terminal cancer and have 4 months left to live. For George, he decides to use his remaining time to abolish his old shack that he hates so much but have live in for 26 years and built a house or at least die trying to built one together with his estranged son. The whole movie entails George final 4 months trying to rebuild a house along with his relationship with his goth + rebellious son Sam (Darth Vader), his divorced wife Robin and all people he knew from his life. A touching tale of the love bonds of family and human beings in general. A tone of the movie reminds me of "American Beauty" (Quite a lot of American "culture"). A recommended watch for architects and non-architects.
Personally I think being told you are going to die soon isn't such a bad thing. People tend to get their priority straight instead of drifting meaningless day after day... Maybe it's cause of the mentally, "I'll always have tomorrow" or maybe we look so far forward into the future, we forget the present moment we are living in. In that sense, I think "Living meaningfully for a short time" is way better than "Living meaninglessly for forever".
"I always thought of myself as a house. I was always what I lived in. It didn't need to be big. It didn't even need to be beautiful. It just needed to be mine. I became what I was meant to be. I built myself a life. I built myself a house. - George, Life as a House."
What would u do if u were told right now u have terminal cancer and have 4 months left to live?
That the tag line for the movie "Live as a House". George, an architect that has just been laid off was was told he had terminal cancer and have 4 months left to live. For George, he decides to use his remaining time to abolish his old shack that he hates so much but have live in for 26 years and built a house or at least die trying to built one together with his estranged son. The whole movie entails George final 4 months trying to rebuild a house along with his relationship with his goth + rebellious son Sam (Darth Vader), his divorced wife Robin and all people he knew from his life. A touching tale of the love bonds of family and human beings in general. A tone of the movie reminds me of "American Beauty" (Quite a lot of American "culture"). A recommended watch for architects and non-architects.
Personally I think being told you are going to die soon isn't such a bad thing. People tend to get their priority straight instead of drifting meaningless day after day... Maybe it's cause of the mentally, "I'll always have tomorrow" or maybe we look so far forward into the future, we forget the present moment we are living in. In that sense, I think "Living meaningfully for a short time" is way better than "Living meaninglessly for forever".
Dear bloggie,
Enjoy a rainy day song on a rainy day (Yea, raining rite now)....
Rainy Day - Guster
I will dig a hole
Save my pennies for a rainy day
I will dig a hole
Savin' pennies for a rainy day
I'm not scared
I will build a wall
Sensing trouble from a mile away
I will build a wall
Saw it coming from a mile away
I'm not scared
I'm not scared
Try
When your inside's out
I don't even try
I know I have seen the best I'll have
I don't even try
I will just play dumb
I won't hear a single word that's said
And I will bite my tongue
Never sing another song again
I'm not scared
I'm not scared
Try
When my inside's out
I don't even try
I know I have seen the best I'll have
I don't even try
Never been one to take my chances
I don't even try
Clouds are coming
Air gets heavy
Looks like trouble on a rainy day
Sun starts sinking
Can't see my shadow
It looks like trouble on a rainy day
Holes uncovered
Walls will crumble
All spells trouble on a rainy day
Somehow the part "I don't even try, I know I have seen the best I'll have" is f*ckin depressing to stomach...
Enjoy a rainy day song on a rainy day (Yea, raining rite now)....
I will dig a hole
Save my pennies for a rainy day
I will dig a hole
Savin' pennies for a rainy day
I'm not scared
I will build a wall
Sensing trouble from a mile away
I will build a wall
Saw it coming from a mile away
I'm not scared
I'm not scared
Try
When your inside's out
I don't even try
I know I have seen the best I'll have
I don't even try
I will just play dumb
I won't hear a single word that's said
And I will bite my tongue
Never sing another song again
I'm not scared
I'm not scared
Try
When my inside's out
I don't even try
I know I have seen the best I'll have
I don't even try
Never been one to take my chances
I don't even try
Clouds are coming
Air gets heavy
Looks like trouble on a rainy day
Sun starts sinking
Can't see my shadow
It looks like trouble on a rainy day
Holes uncovered
Walls will crumble
All spells trouble on a rainy day
Somehow the part "I don't even try, I know I have seen the best I'll have" is f*ckin depressing to stomach...
Dear bloggie,
*Sniff*, *sniff*...
I didn't expect it to happen so suddenly...
Yea, had the feeling something is wrong with Dellilah since a month ago, now confirm it's terminal cancer. The scan revealed the tumor is growing bigger... Already caused some side effects de... Dellilah will need do a transplant soon.
Dellilah has been confirmed with brain cancer at the region of the brain which is used to store long term memories. She might end up losing all of her long term memories. *Sniff*
Yea Dellilah is my 3 years old Dell Inspiron 1420 Laptop that has been diagnosis with bad sectors. She typically has slowdown after rebooting. Sometimes she would also just space out, which requires me to slap her a few times to reboot her. Chkdsk revealed the tumor in her brain is growing bigger (grew from 35kb to 100kb in 2 weeks).
Very alarming, enough for me to start backup her and my "personal" memories (anime, mobies,p0rn collection, etc). Already made a market survey for brain transplant... Seems the market now no longer has her current brain size, hence I need to get a brain with twice the current storage capacity which is 300GB priced at RM230+.
Not sure what I wanna do now, since if I do manual transplat, I forfeit any chance of future warranty from Dellilah's fairy godmother, Dell. But if I wanna extend my warranty with Dell, it will cost me a good RM500+ a goddamn year. Dellilah also has shown early signs of eye vision problem (Can't believe they replace her old graphic card with the same defective model one, tiu). Bottomline, I may need to find a new galfren/lappy/desktop by end of this year.
*Sigh*
*Sniff*, *sniff*...
I didn't expect it to happen so suddenly...
Yea, had the feeling something is wrong with Dellilah since a month ago, now confirm it's terminal cancer. The scan revealed the tumor is growing bigger... Already caused some side effects de... Dellilah will need do a transplant soon.
Dellilah has been confirmed with brain cancer at the region of the brain which is used to store long term memories. She might end up losing all of her long term memories. *Sniff*
Yea Dellilah is my 3 years old Dell Inspiron 1420 Laptop that has been diagnosis with bad sectors. She typically has slowdown after rebooting. Sometimes she would also just space out, which requires me to slap her a few times to reboot her. Chkdsk revealed the tumor in her brain is growing bigger (grew from 35kb to 100kb in 2 weeks).
Very alarming, enough for me to start backup her and my "personal" memories (anime, mobies,
Not sure what I wanna do now, since if I do manual transplat, I forfeit any chance of future warranty from Dellilah's fairy godmother, Dell. But if I wanna extend my warranty with Dell, it will cost me a good RM500+ a goddamn year. Dellilah also has shown early signs of eye vision problem (Can't believe they replace her old graphic card with the same defective model one, tiu). Bottomline, I may need to find a new galfren/lappy/desktop by end of this year.
*Sigh*
Dear MFR,
I wish to impart some of my godlike wisdom from memorizing useless Zen koans. Hopefully the following koan can shed some light on how u should react in the situation u encountered...
Is that so?
A beautiful Japanese girl whose parents owned a food store lived near Hakuin. One day, without any warning, her parents discovered she was with child. This made her parents angry. She would not confess who the man was, but after much harassment at last named Hakuin.
In great anger the parent went to the master. "Is that so?" was all he would say.
After the child was born it was brought to Hakuin. By this time he had lost his reputation, which did not trouble him, but he took very good care of the child. He obtained milk from his neighbors and everything else the child needed.
A year later the girl could stand it no longer. She told her parents the truth - the real father of the child was a young man who worked in the fish market.
The mother and father of the girl at once went to Hakuin to ask forgiveness, to apologize at length, and to get the child back.
Hakuin was willing. In yielding the child, all he said was: "Is that so?"
Kinda funny really, how I know these koans but can't really practice what these koans are trying to advise us to do.
I wish to impart some of my godlike wisdom from memorizing useless Zen koans. Hopefully the following koan can shed some light on how u should react in the situation u encountered...
Is that so?
A beautiful Japanese girl whose parents owned a food store lived near Hakuin. One day, without any warning, her parents discovered she was with child. This made her parents angry. She would not confess who the man was, but after much harassment at last named Hakuin.
In great anger the parent went to the master. "Is that so?" was all he would say.
After the child was born it was brought to Hakuin. By this time he had lost his reputation, which did not trouble him, but he took very good care of the child. He obtained milk from his neighbors and everything else the child needed.
A year later the girl could stand it no longer. She told her parents the truth - the real father of the child was a young man who worked in the fish market.
The mother and father of the girl at once went to Hakuin to ask forgiveness, to apologize at length, and to get the child back.
Hakuin was willing. In yielding the child, all he said was: "Is that so?"
Kinda funny really, how I know these koans but can't really practice what these koans are trying to advise us to do.
Dear bloggie,
"One day, someone's going to have to make a stand. One day, someone's going to have to say enough. - Perseus's Fisherman dad with no mentioned name, Clash of the Titans"
While this line was utter within the movie was targeted towards the gods, I have I am saying this line right now targeted at all those Hollywood farkard directors that earns kazillions making shitty movies like this. Am I overreacting? No, I'm not overreacting, if I had to rate this piece of shit, I will say it's ranks at Beowulf level. Yea, it's THAT bad...
I dunno why, through the whole damn movie, I feel disconnected. Is as if the scenes in the movie were glued together with a cheap lousy plaster tape... One second we have Perseus and co. fighting giant scorpions, next we have them riding them with some odd blue eyes freaks, next we have him playing catch the eyeball with 3 blind witches, another we have Perseus playing hanky-panky with Io under a boat heading towards the Underworld? (Common la, he is about to battle Medusa and the thing high in his priority list is "Get on top of the babe"?)
Dun even get me started on how stupid the script was... "Together" says the Osama Bin Laden wannabe that straps himself with explosives that looks like a blue heart... WTF!? Do wat together? A let's screw together pickup line with Medusa? A dramatic kamikaze line before exploding in kingdom come? A feel good "I said together earlier in this movie so let me said it again before I blow myself into pieces" that will make him be remembered? (No, I still can't remember wtfhis her it's name or it's species is) Or izt simply a typical Hollywood, "Let's us laugh together at this lame 'together' line by a dude that can't say any other human words"?
And the so called climax of the movie.... Wait a minute... What is the climax part of the movie anyway? Personally, it's a close choice between "Argh, Giant scorpions", "Medusa is so sexy with all those scales" and "We we planning tis scene for this PS3 game where the gamer will get to battle Hades birdies on a black pegasus flying around with the Kraken demolishing the city in the background". For an action movie, this movie sure lacks action scenes... The scorpion scene is so-so, but the slaying of Medusa battle, simply anti climatic. The best analogy I can use to describe this scene is like going to 2 rumah hantu. One is a rumah hantu where u enter, straight got loud noisy noise of people screaming, then flashy light like disco going around, Ugly ghost statues brightly lit to gross u out, etc... Another is a rumah hantu that is totally silent, no noise, all u can hear is ur footsteps, all u can see is the path in the maze in almost darkness, then suddenly... U get my point, the Medusa fight sorta degenerates from "Medusa vs Perseus and Co." to "Perseus and Co. Vs Giant Snakewoman with arrows". Finally, the supposedly climax scene where Perseus takes on the Kraken... Wat a utter crap... I think the whole Hades secret plan to overthrown Zeus plot was introduce because they are unable to generated enough suspense in the Kraken scene hence we get Perseus Vs Hades + Kraken instead, which is btw lame also (Thunder, Thunder, Flying Thunderblade... Whooooaaaaaa to the Underworld Hades...)
The ending was without a doubt another point of laugh for me. Zeus said in the end "If you insist on continuing this mundane human existence, I'll not have you do it alone. You're the son of Zeus, after all!" and proceeds to revive the babe Io. I was like thinking... Cool! Revive the babe and leave out the foster father, mother and sister... Way to go! See even Zeus thinks the best part to our mundane human existence is having our partner of the other sex...
Verdict: Release the Kraken on these Hollywood directors
"One day, someone's going to have to make a stand. One day, someone's going to have to say enough. - Perseus's Fisherman dad with no mentioned name, Clash of the Titans"
While this line was utter within the movie was targeted towards the gods, I have I am saying this line right now targeted at all those Hollywood farkard directors that earns kazillions making shitty movies like this. Am I overreacting? No, I'm not overreacting, if I had to rate this piece of shit, I will say it's ranks at Beowulf level. Yea, it's THAT bad...
I dunno why, through the whole damn movie, I feel disconnected. Is as if the scenes in the movie were glued together with a cheap lousy plaster tape... One second we have Perseus and co. fighting giant scorpions, next we have them riding them with some odd blue eyes freaks, next we have him playing catch the eyeball with 3 blind witches, another we have Perseus playing hanky-panky with Io under a boat heading towards the Underworld? (Common la, he is about to battle Medusa and the thing high in his priority list is "Get on top of the babe"?)
Dun even get me started on how stupid the script was... "Together" says the Osama Bin Laden wannabe that straps himself with explosives that looks like a blue heart... WTF!? Do wat together? A let's screw together pickup line with Medusa? A dramatic kamikaze line before exploding in kingdom come? A feel good "I said together earlier in this movie so let me said it again before I blow myself into pieces" that will make him be remembered? (No, I still can't remember wtf
And the so called climax of the movie.... Wait a minute... What is the climax part of the movie anyway? Personally, it's a close choice between "Argh, Giant scorpions", "Medusa is so sexy with all those scales" and "We we planning tis scene for this PS3 game where the gamer will get to battle Hades birdies on a black pegasus flying around with the Kraken demolishing the city in the background". For an action movie, this movie sure lacks action scenes... The scorpion scene is so-so, but the slaying of Medusa battle, simply anti climatic. The best analogy I can use to describe this scene is like going to 2 rumah hantu. One is a rumah hantu where u enter, straight got loud noisy noise of people screaming, then flashy light like disco going around, Ugly ghost statues brightly lit to gross u out, etc... Another is a rumah hantu that is totally silent, no noise, all u can hear is ur footsteps, all u can see is the path in the maze in almost darkness, then suddenly... U get my point, the Medusa fight sorta degenerates from "Medusa vs Perseus and Co." to "Perseus and Co. Vs Giant Snakewoman with arrows". Finally, the supposedly climax scene where Perseus takes on the Kraken... Wat a utter crap... I think the whole Hades secret plan to overthrown Zeus plot was introduce because they are unable to generated enough suspense in the Kraken scene hence we get Perseus Vs Hades + Kraken instead, which is btw lame also (Thunder, Thunder, Flying Thunderblade... Whooooaaaaaa to the Underworld Hades...)
The ending was without a doubt another point of laugh for me. Zeus said in the end "If you insist on continuing this mundane human existence, I'll not have you do it alone. You're the son of Zeus, after all!" and proceeds to revive the babe Io. I was like thinking... Cool! Revive the babe and leave out the foster father, mother and sister... Way to go! See even Zeus thinks the best part to our mundane human existence is having our partner of the other sex...
Verdict: Release the Kraken on these Hollywood directors
Dear bloggie,
Just wanted to post a cool way to calculate how much weight one is doing on one's pushup. I been striving to achieve a full body weight (61kg) pushup by hopefully end of this year so I need to see how much weight I was doing now on my normal pushup.
The common weight one is doing in a normal pushup is around 50-70%, depending on one's body structure. After abit of digging on the Internet, I found this particular method easy and coolest to used to gauge how much weight one is doing in one's pushup. What u need is just a weight scale and urself.
Just simply go into ur pushup position and place a scale inbetween ur hands. Place both hands on the scale (Straight arm plank position) and voila... The estimate of the weight you are doing in your pushup.
For me, the scale hit the 41kg mark (Around 67% of my body weight), I have managed recently to do weighted pushup (place weights in a backpack and wear tat backpack while doing pushup) at a good 10kg. I did the scale test again with the backpack and the weight risen up to 49kg. So I'm still lacking a huge 12kg from my goal.
Just wanted to post a cool way to calculate how much weight one is doing on one's pushup. I been striving to achieve a full body weight (61kg) pushup by hopefully end of this year so I need to see how much weight I was doing now on my normal pushup.
The common weight one is doing in a normal pushup is around 50-70%, depending on one's body structure. After abit of digging on the Internet, I found this particular method easy and coolest to used to gauge how much weight one is doing in one's pushup. What u need is just a weight scale and urself.
Just simply go into ur pushup position and place a scale inbetween ur hands. Place both hands on the scale (Straight arm plank position) and voila... The estimate of the weight you are doing in your pushup.
For me, the scale hit the 41kg mark (Around 67% of my body weight), I have managed recently to do weighted pushup (place weights in a backpack and wear tat backpack while doing pushup) at a good 10kg. I did the scale test again with the backpack and the weight risen up to 49kg. So I'm still lacking a huge 12kg from my goal.
I been alive for 10,220 days... I'm Baka U...
(Play this music while reading)
I'm the observer, keeper, guardian & recorder of the historical documents of the Monklanders, a group of useless, no good, sorry excuses for a human being, slackers with no apparent goal in their f*ckin life besides monking every f*ckin single day of their miserable life away.
The following are my notes on the recently banished disciple monk, Suke the Sucker. Suke the Sucker had been banished from Monklanders by the SDHMWALAAT (Supreme Dictator Holy Monk With A Long Annoying Alias Title) for his crime for violating one of the 10 Commandments of Monklanders... Failing to control his lust for the opposite sex. Suke which committed this crime shows no remorse for breaking the code of Monklanders and has already even set a trip with his "lui" to a remote and isolated "unknown" area with evil, lustful & malicious intentions. In an interrogation, Suke jokingly claims he plans to just go on this sinful trip to play chess with his "lui". He added he intends to use "horsey" post plays in his game against his "lui"...
Unrepentant, Suke even tried to poison the mind of the SDHMWALAAT by giving his a box that Suke claims is the legendary "Pandora Box". SDHMWALAAT upon opening the box (Yea, he's a sucker of Pandora Boxes claims), found a book inside it that goes with the title "Suke's Infinite Monk Guide to Kau Lui". Upon a day of reading this accursed book, SDHMWALAAT has fallen deeply ill and now is said near his deathbed. Having devoted my mind, body and soul to the Monklanders, I volunteered to read the book. Upon reading this book, it is clear that the contents of this vile book could shatter the 10+ years foundation of the Monklanders...
Here are some extracts from his demonic book:
1. get her msn 1st
2. then slowly ask for her phone num
3. then sms her
4. then ask her out
Unable to fully comprehend the contents of some part of this book, I held an short conversation with Suke from his prison via msn.
Bakau : hey, u left out the fb
Suke : fb doesnt matter la. get her msn and phone num first
Bakau : how to ask for msn? start from start
Suke : tell her u found something funny on the internet and want to send her. then ask her do u got any email address?
Bakau : how to approach
Suke : u gotta start talking to her. casual chat
Bakau : chat bout wat wor? nice weather?
Suke : chat anything lar. ask question.
Suke : if she cool with it, she will start asking u back question and let the casual chat begins
Bakau : any alternatives?
Suke : then juz think of any question. anything that can initiate a talk v her
Suke : rule of thumb. dun ask her stupid question that will annoy her
Bakau : give example
Suke : well, common sense. u gotta think b4 u talk. such as sensitive stuff like her age, her body figure,
Bakau : age also can't meh?
Suke : better dun. a good way to start is to praise her. like after class, tell her she did well in 'this' and 'that' exercise.
Suke : u can expect her to say tq. from there , start another question related to gym. and slowly, proceed smartly
Suke : if she's cool. invite her for lunch after gym
Bakau : anymore kau lui tips?
Suke : taught u the basic ledi lor. follow the 1st step first.
Suke : next step on how to proceed depends on her character type liao.
I was wet from sweating due to Suke's revelation of his "Infinite Monk Guide to Kau Lui". The demonic twisted mindset of Suke seems beyond redemption... Suke ended is chat with me by saying
"Doing what you love is not a recipe for an easier life, but a recipe for an interesting life... When you love what you are doing, you will do your best, because that's the way you like it... You will willingly to take more responsibilities and challenges! :-)"
which made me cover and shiver in fear... The untold damages that Suke was capable of doing the Monklanders is unmeasurable. I can only pray that may we all Monklanders be spared from the evil corruption from Suke.
On side note, today's weather is clear and cloudy.
Bakau,
Month of the Fools, Year of the Tiger (8 April 2010)
(Play this music while reading)
I'm the observer, keeper, guardian & recorder of the historical documents of the Monklanders, a group of useless, no good, sorry excuses for a human being, slackers with no apparent goal in their f*ckin life besides monking every f*ckin single day of their miserable life away.
The following are my notes on the recently banished disciple monk, Suke the Sucker. Suke the Sucker had been banished from Monklanders by the SDHMWALAAT (Supreme Dictator Holy Monk With A Long Annoying Alias Title) for his crime for violating one of the 10 Commandments of Monklanders... Failing to control his lust for the opposite sex. Suke which committed this crime shows no remorse for breaking the code of Monklanders and has already even set a trip with his "lui" to a remote and isolated "unknown" area with evil, lustful & malicious intentions. In an interrogation, Suke jokingly claims he plans to just go on this sinful trip to play chess with his "lui". He added he intends to use "horsey" post plays in his game against his "lui"...
Unrepentant, Suke even tried to poison the mind of the SDHMWALAAT by giving his a box that Suke claims is the legendary "Pandora Box". SDHMWALAAT upon opening the box (Yea, he's a sucker of Pandora Boxes claims), found a book inside it that goes with the title "Suke's Infinite Monk Guide to Kau Lui". Upon a day of reading this accursed book, SDHMWALAAT has fallen deeply ill and now is said near his deathbed. Having devoted my mind, body and soul to the Monklanders, I volunteered to read the book. Upon reading this book, it is clear that the contents of this vile book could shatter the 10+ years foundation of the Monklanders...
Here are some extracts from his demonic book:
1. get her msn 1st
2. then slowly ask for her phone num
3. then sms her
4. then ask her out
Unable to fully comprehend the contents of some part of this book, I held an short conversation with Suke from his prison via msn.
Bakau : hey, u left out the fb
Suke : fb doesnt matter la. get her msn and phone num first
Bakau : how to ask for msn? start from start
Suke : tell her u found something funny on the internet and want to send her. then ask her do u got any email address?
Bakau : how to approach
Suke : u gotta start talking to her. casual chat
Bakau : chat bout wat wor? nice weather?
Suke : chat anything lar. ask question.
Suke : if she cool with it, she will start asking u back question and let the casual chat begins
Bakau : any alternatives?
Suke : then juz think of any question. anything that can initiate a talk v her
Suke : rule of thumb. dun ask her stupid question that will annoy her
Bakau : give example
Suke : well, common sense. u gotta think b4 u talk. such as sensitive stuff like her age, her body figure,
Bakau : age also can't meh?
Suke : better dun. a good way to start is to praise her. like after class, tell her she did well in 'this' and 'that' exercise.
Suke : u can expect her to say tq. from there , start another question related to gym. and slowly, proceed smartly
Suke : if she's cool. invite her for lunch after gym
Bakau : anymore kau lui tips?
Suke : taught u the basic ledi lor. follow the 1st step first.
Suke : next step on how to proceed depends on her character type liao.
I was wet from sweating due to Suke's revelation of his "Infinite Monk Guide to Kau Lui". The demonic twisted mindset of Suke seems beyond redemption... Suke ended is chat with me by saying
"Doing what you love is not a recipe for an easier life, but a recipe for an interesting life... When you love what you are doing, you will do your best, because that's the way you like it... You will willingly to take more responsibilities and challenges! :-)"
which made me cover and shiver in fear... The untold damages that Suke was capable of doing the Monklanders is unmeasurable. I can only pray that may we all Monklanders be spared from the evil corruption from Suke.
On side note, today's weather is clear and cloudy.
Bakau,
Month of the Fools, Year of the Tiger (8 April 2010)
Dear bloggie,
Whenever I glance upon a mirror, I see a nobody standing in front of me. Average height, below average body built, below average looks, below average hair on my head, below average strength, below average flexibility, below average intelligence, below average attitude... I realized the fact, I am a "neither nor" guy.
If I was given a chance to write a blurb on myself, what would I choose to write?
"Bakau is a 28 years old male."
Sad, really sad excuse for a human being...
Whenever I glance upon a mirror, I see a nobody standing in front of me. Average height, below average body built, below average looks, below average hair on my head, below average strength, below average flexibility, below average intelligence, below average attitude... I realized the fact, I am a "neither nor" guy.
If I was given a chance to write a blurb on myself, what would I choose to write?
"Bakau is a 28 years old male."
Sad, really sad excuse for a human being...
Dear bloggie,
Whenever I hear tis particular song in the radio, I get reminded of my hey days as a young innocent naive schoolboy that was brimming with hope on the possibilities the future holds for him. Little did tis this kiddo knew, he was about to devolve into me.
Invisible man - Bakau
Oh, oh, oh, yeah
You can hardly wait to tell all your allies
How his stun pawn u hard like Skeleton King's
And how he always makes your heart skip a beat
Every time he back stabs you
And if you're feeling down
He'll eul of scepter you
He'll hex you every time when you're trying to farm
He's everything you dreaded of, oh noobies
I wish you'd look at me that way
Your beautiful Divine Rapier drop become mine
Telling me more than any pawnage could say
But you don't even know I'm stalking you
Noob, to you all I am is the invisible man
Oh, you don't see me noobies
You probably spend hours on the screen
Chatting 'bout nothing at all
It doesn't matter what the conversation
Just as long as he pawns you
Lost in a game so real, and so sincere
And you'll wipe away other's tears
Your observer lights up whenever he appears
I wish you'd look at me that way
Your beautiful Divine Rapier drop become mine
Telling me more than any pawnage could say
But you don't even know I'm stalking you
Noob, to you all I am is the invisible man
Oh, you don't see me noobies
I see you all the time noob
Huh, the way you look at him
I wish it was me, my food
Boy, I wish it was me
But I guess...
I wish you'd look at me that way
Your beautiful Divine Rapier drop become mine
Telling me more than any pawnage could say
But you don't even know I'm stalking you
Noob, to you all I am is the invisible man
Oh, you don't see me noobies
I wish you'd look at me that way
Your beautiful Divine Rapier drop become mine
Telling me more than any pawnage could say
But you don't even know I'm stalking you
Noob, to you all I am is the invisible man
Oh, you don't see me noobies
Oh, oh, oh, oh food
The invisible man
You don't see me noobies
But I kill you
Yes, I godlike you
The invisible man
Oh, oh, oh, yeah, yeah
The invisible man
Noob, Noob, Noob, yeah
The invisible man
Yea, yea, there was a time when I actually dig this kinda mellow pop song.
Whenever I hear tis particular song in the radio, I get reminded of my hey days as a young innocent naive schoolboy that was brimming with hope on the possibilities the future holds for him. Little did tis this kiddo knew, he was about to devolve into me.
Oh, oh, oh, yeah
You can hardly wait to tell all your allies
How his stun pawn u hard like Skeleton King's
And how he always makes your heart skip a beat
Every time he back stabs you
And if you're feeling down
He'll eul of scepter you
He'll hex you every time when you're trying to farm
He's everything you dreaded of, oh noobies
I wish you'd look at me that way
Your beautiful Divine Rapier drop become mine
Telling me more than any pawnage could say
But you don't even know I'm stalking you
Noob, to you all I am is the invisible man
Oh, you don't see me noobies
You probably spend hours on the screen
Chatting 'bout nothing at all
It doesn't matter what the conversation
Just as long as he pawns you
Lost in a game so real, and so sincere
And you'll wipe away other's tears
Your observer lights up whenever he appears
I wish you'd look at me that way
Your beautiful Divine Rapier drop become mine
Telling me more than any pawnage could say
But you don't even know I'm stalking you
Noob, to you all I am is the invisible man
Oh, you don't see me noobies
I see you all the time noob
Huh, the way you look at him
I wish it was me, my food
Boy, I wish it was me
But I guess...
I wish you'd look at me that way
Your beautiful Divine Rapier drop become mine
Telling me more than any pawnage could say
But you don't even know I'm stalking you
Noob, to you all I am is the invisible man
Oh, you don't see me noobies
I wish you'd look at me that way
Your beautiful Divine Rapier drop become mine
Telling me more than any pawnage could say
But you don't even know I'm stalking you
Noob, to you all I am is the invisible man
Oh, you don't see me noobies
Oh, oh, oh, oh food
The invisible man
You don't see me noobies
But I kill you
Yes, I godlike you
The invisible man
Oh, oh, oh, yeah, yeah
The invisible man
Noob, Noob, Noob, yeah
The invisible man
Yea, yea, there was a time when I actually dig this kinda mellow pop song.
Dear bloggie,
Since the theme tis weekend has been triple... so I thought it would be cool to end this weekend with a triple post today.
Top 10: More Signs You've Been Single Too Long
From: Askmen.com
Dun fret single bachelor out there, even if u been single too long and no longer can find ur mate, always remember... The door to monkship is always there to support u. Take this this holy monk for instance... Who the f*ck am I kidding, we'll all DOOMED! DOOM I TELL YA!!! ARGH, The Martians are invading! WOOOOOOOooo!!! Can ya smelalalala wat we singles are cookin?
Since the theme tis weekend has been triple... so I thought it would be cool to end this weekend with a triple post today.
Top 10: More Signs You've Been Single Too Long
From: Askmen.com
- You assume you repulse all women - What else reason should u still be single if u dun repulse all women hor?
- You develop bad eating habits - Bad eating here refers to junk that can be prepare under 5 minutes, u know the way to the heart of a man is through his stomach... So WTF are u single slackers sitting on ur arses and trying to play chef doing? Quick find a galfren that can cook for u lar!
- You gush about your feelings to women - Dog dammit!? Wat is so wrong with making a confession to a nun!?
- Your dating standards plummets - Never compromise brother! Never settle for less! Believe in the Lord! Sweet Lord! Believe one day someone that meets ur "high" standards will drop down from the sky into ur lap, and ultimately ignore u coz u dun meet her "high" standards... Amen
- You get a cat - Common, which lonely single man doesn't want and yearn for a "Pussy" la
- You surf mail-order bride sites "out of curiosity" - Does surfing hooker "out of curiosity" online counts? Coz I know a particular m*ther f*cker that does so
- You look at female friends as potential girlfriends - Remember brothers, when a female says the magic word "Let's just be friend", it's "Game Over" with no reset
- You play too many video games - WTF!? Common! No way! This is bullshit! Guys, guys, guys... Stop playing with ur goddamn "joystick" de la and find a chick to play more stimulating games!
- You consider your mother's dating advice - HAR!? Dudes, please only do this if ur chasing after a woman that comes from the same era (or age) as ur mother
- You Google old flames - Thanks MFR, for ur "divine intervention" coz now I'll be tagged as a "shameless, creepy stalker"
Dun fret single bachelor out there, even if u been single too long and no longer can find ur mate, always remember... The door to monkship is always there to support u. Take this this holy monk for instance... Who the f*ck am I kidding, we'll all DOOMED! DOOM I TELL YA!!! ARGH, The Martians are invading! WOOOOOOOooo!!! Can ya smelalalala wat we singles are cookin?
Dear bloggie,
I'm very fortunate this week to actually have 3 shots at transcending my loser self. 3 chances only for me to screw it up thrice. MFR is probably right, I'm am such a screw up kckl (kok chi kok lan) loser...
Next week another 3 chances... I not sure if I should be optimistic or brace myself to extend my kckl tally to 6...
I'm very fortunate this week to actually have 3 shots at transcending my loser self. 3 chances only for me to screw it up thrice. MFR is probably right, I'm am such a screw up kckl (kok chi kok lan) loser...
Next week another 3 chances... I not sure if I should be optimistic or brace myself to extend my kckl tally to 6...
Dear bloggie,
Being depressed bytoday's yesterday's realization that I have to return to Slavery Inc again in 1-2 months time... I decided to go lepak at somewhere, anywhere to clear my mind...
Not a really great day for me, caught in a 45 minutes jam thanks to the construction of the stupid flyover after the Klang River bridge (Mark my words, this flyover ain't gonna solve Klang's traffic woes), I drove to the nearest hangout place I'm able to find comfort, Subang Parade.
Now, compared to the latest Megamall like Midvalley, Sunway Piramid, The Curve, 1 U... Subang Parade can be considered a tiny fly but I dunno why for some strange reason I find some silent comfort walking at that shopping center. My hypothesis on this, is that maybe walking in this ancient shopping center bring back memories of the past, where I was in primary school and the greatest happening place back then was... well, Subang Parade. Either that or the fact that the crowd here is not overwhelming which tends to make me uncomfortable, sorta like the feeling u get when u see in tv where a bunch of people dressed in working clothes walking across a traffic light with on odd guy in the middle being swept by the current.
So I took my lonely walk, shutting my brain down and going into auto pilot mode. Nothing really new happening there really, but when I walked passed the Chinese restaurant near Dave's Deli, I noticed a signboard in front with the name of one of my old classmates. Seems like he was holding his wedding dinner there. Now, that was one super duper depressing moment for me. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't angry at my classmate for not inviting me to the dinner. Heck, I'm actually thankful since I dun need to give angpau. I guess I was feeling down because I was self loathing myself. Why, of all the damn signboard did I notice this particular one that happens to be my classmates one. Why, of all the restaurant did my classmate ended up in this deadtown? Why, of all places did I chosen to unwind, I ended up there?
Is this "Big G" way of being humor? Is this fated to happen? Is there any meaning behind this? Or is this just a random event happening in a totally random world?
Being depressed by
Not a really great day for me, caught in a 45 minutes jam thanks to the construction of the stupid flyover after the Klang River bridge (Mark my words, this flyover ain't gonna solve Klang's traffic woes), I drove to the nearest hangout place I'm able to find comfort, Subang Parade.
Now, compared to the latest Megamall like Midvalley, Sunway Piramid, The Curve, 1 U... Subang Parade can be considered a tiny fly but I dunno why for some strange reason I find some silent comfort walking at that shopping center. My hypothesis on this, is that maybe walking in this ancient shopping center bring back memories of the past, where I was in primary school and the greatest happening place back then was... well, Subang Parade. Either that or the fact that the crowd here is not overwhelming which tends to make me uncomfortable, sorta like the feeling u get when u see in tv where a bunch of people dressed in working clothes walking across a traffic light with on odd guy in the middle being swept by the current.
So I took my lonely walk, shutting my brain down and going into auto pilot mode. Nothing really new happening there really, but when I walked passed the Chinese restaurant near Dave's Deli, I noticed a signboard in front with the name of one of my old classmates. Seems like he was holding his wedding dinner there. Now, that was one super duper depressing moment for me. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't angry at my classmate for not inviting me to the dinner. Heck, I'm actually thankful since I dun need to give angpau. I guess I was feeling down because I was self loathing myself. Why, of all the damn signboard did I notice this particular one that happens to be my classmates one. Why, of all the restaurant did my classmate ended up in this deadtown? Why, of all places did I chosen to unwind, I ended up there?
Is this "Big G" way of being humor? Is this fated to happen? Is there any meaning behind this? Or is this just a random event happening in a totally random world?
Dear bloggie,
I attended my first ever Hot Flow class this morning. Have to say... Like it's name suggest, this is one "Hot" class...
According to the description on this class, the class is conducted in a 37 degrees heated studio. When I enter the almost full house class, I can already feel the heat radiating from the damn heater. Just a few minutes of sitting on the mat doing nothing while waiting for the instructor to come in, already I felt my skin sweating lightly.
The yoga posses are like normal yoga class posses. Today's class is more inclined towards "twist" and "standing balance", I'm okay with most beginner to intermediate poses as long as it doesn't involve hip opener or hamstring stretches.
Starting, the heat just sorta makes me sweat faster like I normally do in classes but however after awhile, I feel like my stamina was like depleted (after sweating like a skewed pig) when it really wasn't the case. Breathing was more hard and doing poses which I normally can do with moderate effort began to turned into a really challenge with a pool of sweat all over my head, hands and mat. My mind also began to lose focus due to the heat and commands from my brain such as "Twist here", "Twist there", "Lift leg", "Powered up left leg from floor" started to be ignored by my body. I even ran outta gas and couldn't maintain a lot of posses near the end. I was never so relieved when the instructor turned of the heater and turned on the air cond before ordering us into Savasana pose.
When I left the room, it was like I had just fallen into a swimming pool. My clothes and pants were wet with sweat. When I hit the showers, the cold water flooding my face, hair, skin, etc never felt such good. My mind was like refresh or heighten awareness for a short moment (Probably physiological effect of putting oneself in an extreme setup before putting oneself back to normal setup, the relative feeling of normal would then feel beyond normal even when it is just normal).
Now after 3-4 hours from taking a nap due to fatigue, I'm still feeling the "heat" (mentally) even after 3 rounds of shower. I'm not so sure if I want or can attend such a class again. But I will observe my body status the next 2-3 days to see the effects of this class before deciding.
I attended my first ever Hot Flow class this morning. Have to say... Like it's name suggest, this is one "Hot" class...
According to the description on this class, the class is conducted in a 37 degrees heated studio. When I enter the almost full house class, I can already feel the heat radiating from the damn heater. Just a few minutes of sitting on the mat doing nothing while waiting for the instructor to come in, already I felt my skin sweating lightly.
The yoga posses are like normal yoga class posses. Today's class is more inclined towards "twist" and "standing balance", I'm okay with most beginner to intermediate poses as long as it doesn't involve hip opener or hamstring stretches.
Starting, the heat just sorta makes me sweat faster like I normally do in classes but however after awhile, I feel like my stamina was like depleted (after sweating like a skewed pig) when it really wasn't the case. Breathing was more hard and doing poses which I normally can do with moderate effort began to turned into a really challenge with a pool of sweat all over my head, hands and mat. My mind also began to lose focus due to the heat and commands from my brain such as "Twist here", "Twist there", "Lift leg", "Powered up left leg from floor" started to be ignored by my body. I even ran outta gas and couldn't maintain a lot of posses near the end. I was never so relieved when the instructor turned of the heater and turned on the air cond before ordering us into Savasana pose.
When I left the room, it was like I had just fallen into a swimming pool. My clothes and pants were wet with sweat. When I hit the showers, the cold water flooding my face, hair, skin, etc never felt such good. My mind was like refresh or heighten awareness for a short moment (Probably physiological effect of putting oneself in an extreme setup before putting oneself back to normal setup, the relative feeling of normal would then feel beyond normal even when it is just normal).
Now after 3-4 hours from taking a nap due to fatigue, I'm still feeling the "heat" (mentally) even after 3 rounds of shower. I'm not so sure if I want or can attend such a class again. But I will observe my body status the next 2-3 days to see the effects of this class before deciding.
Dear bloggie,
MFR challenge me to a wager just now... The wager is if I can obtain the telephone no. of a particular someone in 3 months, the spoils: a nice meal.
Being born under the sign of Leo (which they proclaim are charming Casanovas SOB), I came up with this particular ultimate 9,999 damage pickup line:
"Hey, u know... my friend made this wager. He say if I can get your tel no, he'll buy me a nice meal. So what do u think if I cut you 50/50 in this deal. You gimme your tel. no and I treat u to a nice meal"
Win the wager, get the tel. no and also get a date... Kill 3 birds with one stone...
MFR claim this line have no chance in hell to work. I do however as a Mathematician think this is what Mathematicians like to call elegant and symmetry solution. Bold, direct and unique (Also equivalent to putting a "I'm a JERK" tag on urself and probably warrant a slap from whoever you are using this line one). So anyone willing to volunteer to be my white mouse and try out this line on someone today? Worst case scenario is you can always pop up the "April's Fool" line to save your sorry @$$... LOL
MFR challenge me to a wager just now... The wager is if I can obtain the telephone no. of a particular someone in 3 months, the spoils: a nice meal.
Being born under the sign of Leo (which they proclaim are charming Casanovas SOB), I came up with this particular ultimate 9,999 damage pickup line:
"Hey, u know... my friend made this wager. He say if I can get your tel no, he'll buy me a nice meal. So what do u think if I cut you 50/50 in this deal. You gimme your tel. no and I treat u to a nice meal"
Win the wager, get the tel. no and also get a date... Kill 3 birds with one stone...
Q.E.D
MFR claim this line have no chance in hell to work. I do however as a Mathematician think this is what Mathematicians like to call elegant and symmetry solution. Bold, direct and unique (Also equivalent to putting a "I'm a JERK" tag on urself and probably warrant a slap from whoever you are using this line one). So anyone willing to volunteer to be my white mouse and try out this line on someone today? Worst case scenario is you can always pop up the "April's Fool" line to save your sorry @$$... LOL
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