Kenny's Cafe Corner
Sunday, August 28, 2005
My First Broadband Connection
Hello world! I'm finally posting from the comfort of my own home. The technician with the modem came this morning so I had to delay church a bit but I'm glad they work Sundays anyway. The geek that's me has been waiting far too long for this! To be fair though, TMNet's customer service and support has been excellent thus far. The delay was an unavoidable technical issue (they were just plain out of ports since I live in a condominium)
This weekend is rather intriguing since I met some familiar faces but neglected even more familiar faces. At least I think I was productive enough with the house chores and car maintenance.
Wondering if I should turn in early tonight since tomorrow is the start of predictably long week, despite the one day Merdeka day off on Wednesday. (Malaysian Independence Day)
Right now I'm feeling rather somber. Maybe it's because it's night time and I had a long day, maybe it's the Coldplay tracks I'm listening to right now, or most likely it's because I was mad at someone sometime last week and stopped speaking to that person.
Thankfully, the anger has subsided and now only the sadness remains. I hope that friend can be merciful and understand that it hurts to care.
"And the hardest part
Was letting go, not taking part
was the hardest part .."
-Hardest Part, Coldplay
Hello world! I'm finally posting from the comfort of my own home. The technician with the modem came this morning so I had to delay church a bit but I'm glad they work Sundays anyway. The geek that's me has been waiting far too long for this! To be fair though, TMNet's customer service and support has been excellent thus far. The delay was an unavoidable technical issue (they were just plain out of ports since I live in a condominium)
This weekend is rather intriguing since I met some familiar faces but neglected even more familiar faces. At least I think I was productive enough with the house chores and car maintenance.
Wondering if I should turn in early tonight since tomorrow is the start of predictably long week, despite the one day Merdeka day off on Wednesday. (Malaysian Independence Day)
Right now I'm feeling rather somber. Maybe it's because it's night time and I had a long day, maybe it's the Coldplay tracks I'm listening to right now, or most likely it's because I was mad at someone sometime last week and stopped speaking to that person.
Thankfully, the anger has subsided and now only the sadness remains. I hope that friend can be merciful and understand that it hurts to care.
"And the hardest part
Was letting go, not taking part
was the hardest part .."
-Hardest Part, Coldplay
Tuesday, August 23, 2005
Things I Cannot Change
Another week has passed so here’s my weekly update to this blog, (as promised to myself).
Today, someone urged me to write more personal blog entries as opposed to merely posting links to other interesting websites. I’ve always thought that my ramblings were boring (self-evaluation being the harshest critic) and self-absorbed. Therefore it would serve my readers better if I post more pictures and hyperlinks to subjects that interest me and my fellow geeks. Nevertheless, I hope this text-heavy site is at least lightning-fast to load up on your browser. (-;
After a rather steamy and horny week, I realized today that I’m still pretty much single and too available. A sudden solitude starts to settle in my heart.
Perhaps I’m just throwing away my youth and perhaps all those people saying that I’m not getting any younger has a point. Dating is fun after all, but am I getting anywhere? What if I just don’t want to go anywhere for the time being? I just couldn’t decide…yet.
In the meantime the onslaught of temptations keeps my dirty (but liberal) mind occupied. Lusting after a long lost love, lusting after someone else’s girlfriend and lusting for a simple affectionate touch. I just don’t know what to feel anymore. Even worse, I think there might be genuine love amongst the brambles of lust. Once again, I’ll probably never find out about that. I kept telling myself, “Ooh Kenny…do…NOT…go…there!”
A mature man like me should’ve known that life is not always fair.
When I was in Primary School, it was just puppy crushes. While in Secondary School I was too busy doing all the healthy preparing-us-for-future-leadership activities to even bother about infatuations. Besides, I kept telling myself I’m too young to consider having a girlfriend and would rather concentrate on my studies. Of course the fact that we were geeks with silly ideals of chivalry and respect for females helped a lot towards sealing our celibacy. We wouldn’t even dare to look at any attractive girl with lust! Look the other way, look the other way! *blush*
Then came university, and I was too chicken to tell this older girl how I felt about her. So much for carpe diem! It’s back to the books, kicking myself in the ass and secretly loving women …more romantic longing and more aching hearts.
Soon after that I discovered the Internet and the wonders of meeting people I’ll probably never meet! (Re-read that! Hah!) She broke my heart. By gosh it’s stupid but it really did happen to me. My first biggest heart-ripping was an essential milestone in my life. It took me two whole years to get over and then it still feels bitter. Painful as it was, now I can see that it’s a required experience that I did not regret.
You’d think that rejection would be easier to swallow with age and experience but the years 2000 to 2004 taught me that suffering is an ongoing thing in life. Thankfully I’m ok now. In fact, I believe I’m a bit more resigned about further rejections in future.
Earlier I mentioned that life is not always fair and so it is for me as it is for everyone else. Timing is everything and my timing sucks…big time! When I got around to summoning up the foolish courage to tell her how I feel, it’s always too late. Or when I got around to asking her out on dates, she’s left the country, met someone else, got married to someone else or is already with someone else…take a pick. If only we met sooner, or if only I were richer, more handsome, taller (my #1 wish), bigger sized, manlier (I’m a man-boy), able to offer ‘security’ and the comfort of safety…
Sheesh! So sick and tired of what-ifs and my own whining insecurities. What have I to offer the potential soul mate? I can think of a few good points…only a few but good enough. Nope, I won’t say it out here…it’s for you to find out! ;)
People, especially females say that looks aren’t everything and that I’ll meet Ms. Right one day…Pardon me but I think that’s just utter bullshit told just to console suckers they pity. Guys like me can’t even begin to explore the possibility of a relationship if they’re just rejected outright because of looks. Now don’t even start on the subject of personality. A guy’s personality is crapshit useless if she is just not attracted enough to consider the guy as a potential boyfriend. How do you finish last in a race if you weren’t allowed to be at the starting line?
Nice guys might finish last, but they sure as heck don’t need pity. We’ll get along fine thank you. I say ALL of us deserve love from hot women who could turn us on like a light bulb and arouse our senses. So do not settle! Die lonely and unwanted if you have to! So be it! Be a rebel! Don’t give a damn what other people say! Just don’t be shallow…love somebody whom you truly truly love even if she’s not perfect.
So it is God’s plan for us to be disappointed every once in a while by life. Maybe this is what they call ‘mysterious ways’ but all we can do about it is play our situation to its best advantage. Play smart, with a strategy to cut losses before it’s too late.
We cannot have a great many things we may want or even need but it doesn’t have to be a sad and depressing fact ok? After all, loneliness is a beautiful condition that makes us pause and plan for future happiness in our relationships.
I’m sorry if what I’ve written wasn’t very consoling. Hence I’ll end with a few words from someone I admire:
When Christ said: “I was hungry and you fed me,” he didn’t mean only the hunger for bread and for food; he also meant the hunger to be loved. Jesus himself experienced this loneliness. He came amongst his own and his own received him not, and it hurt him then and it has kept on hurting him. The same hunger, the same loneliness, the same having no one to be accepted by and to be loved and wanted by. Every human being in that case resembles Christ in his loneliness; and that is the hardest part, that’s real hunger.
Mother Teresa (1910–97). A Gift for God, “Imitation of Christ” (1975).
PS. Whoa! I got two very interesting phone calls while writing this entry.
1. My Streamyx broadband application came through! At first they told me they were all out of ports and I’m on the waiting list. I was prepared to wait years but the call just now said someone’s coming over to install it this week. Whoohoo!
2. Sylvia from Choice called to say they’re taking up on my offer to help out at the next Choice weekend. Washing dishes. Whoohoo! X2
Another week has passed so here’s my weekly update to this blog, (as promised to myself).
Today, someone urged me to write more personal blog entries as opposed to merely posting links to other interesting websites. I’ve always thought that my ramblings were boring (self-evaluation being the harshest critic) and self-absorbed. Therefore it would serve my readers better if I post more pictures and hyperlinks to subjects that interest me and my fellow geeks. Nevertheless, I hope this text-heavy site is at least lightning-fast to load up on your browser. (-;
After a rather steamy and horny week, I realized today that I’m still pretty much single and too available. A sudden solitude starts to settle in my heart.
Perhaps I’m just throwing away my youth and perhaps all those people saying that I’m not getting any younger has a point. Dating is fun after all, but am I getting anywhere? What if I just don’t want to go anywhere for the time being? I just couldn’t decide…yet.
In the meantime the onslaught of temptations keeps my dirty (but liberal) mind occupied. Lusting after a long lost love, lusting after someone else’s girlfriend and lusting for a simple affectionate touch. I just don’t know what to feel anymore. Even worse, I think there might be genuine love amongst the brambles of lust. Once again, I’ll probably never find out about that. I kept telling myself, “Ooh Kenny…do…NOT…go…there!”
A mature man like me should’ve known that life is not always fair.
When I was in Primary School, it was just puppy crushes. While in Secondary School I was too busy doing all the healthy preparing-us-for-future-leadership activities to even bother about infatuations. Besides, I kept telling myself I’m too young to consider having a girlfriend and would rather concentrate on my studies. Of course the fact that we were geeks with silly ideals of chivalry and respect for females helped a lot towards sealing our celibacy. We wouldn’t even dare to look at any attractive girl with lust! Look the other way, look the other way! *blush*
Then came university, and I was too chicken to tell this older girl how I felt about her. So much for carpe diem! It’s back to the books, kicking myself in the ass and secretly loving women …more romantic longing and more aching hearts.
Soon after that I discovered the Internet and the wonders of meeting people I’ll probably never meet! (Re-read that! Hah!) She broke my heart. By gosh it’s stupid but it really did happen to me. My first biggest heart-ripping was an essential milestone in my life. It took me two whole years to get over and then it still feels bitter. Painful as it was, now I can see that it’s a required experience that I did not regret.
You’d think that rejection would be easier to swallow with age and experience but the years 2000 to 2004 taught me that suffering is an ongoing thing in life. Thankfully I’m ok now. In fact, I believe I’m a bit more resigned about further rejections in future.
Earlier I mentioned that life is not always fair and so it is for me as it is for everyone else. Timing is everything and my timing sucks…big time! When I got around to summoning up the foolish courage to tell her how I feel, it’s always too late. Or when I got around to asking her out on dates, she’s left the country, met someone else, got married to someone else or is already with someone else…take a pick. If only we met sooner, or if only I were richer, more handsome, taller (my #1 wish), bigger sized, manlier (I’m a man-boy), able to offer ‘security’ and the comfort of safety…
Sheesh! So sick and tired of what-ifs and my own whining insecurities. What have I to offer the potential soul mate? I can think of a few good points…only a few but good enough. Nope, I won’t say it out here…it’s for you to find out! ;)
People, especially females say that looks aren’t everything and that I’ll meet Ms. Right one day…Pardon me but I think that’s just utter bullshit told just to console suckers they pity. Guys like me can’t even begin to explore the possibility of a relationship if they’re just rejected outright because of looks. Now don’t even start on the subject of personality. A guy’s personality is crapshit useless if she is just not attracted enough to consider the guy as a potential boyfriend. How do you finish last in a race if you weren’t allowed to be at the starting line?
Nice guys might finish last, but they sure as heck don’t need pity. We’ll get along fine thank you. I say ALL of us deserve love from hot women who could turn us on like a light bulb and arouse our senses. So do not settle! Die lonely and unwanted if you have to! So be it! Be a rebel! Don’t give a damn what other people say! Just don’t be shallow…love somebody whom you truly truly love even if she’s not perfect.
So it is God’s plan for us to be disappointed every once in a while by life. Maybe this is what they call ‘mysterious ways’ but all we can do about it is play our situation to its best advantage. Play smart, with a strategy to cut losses before it’s too late.
We cannot have a great many things we may want or even need but it doesn’t have to be a sad and depressing fact ok? After all, loneliness is a beautiful condition that makes us pause and plan for future happiness in our relationships.
I’m sorry if what I’ve written wasn’t very consoling. Hence I’ll end with a few words from someone I admire:
When Christ said: “I was hungry and you fed me,” he didn’t mean only the hunger for bread and for food; he also meant the hunger to be loved. Jesus himself experienced this loneliness. He came amongst his own and his own received him not, and it hurt him then and it has kept on hurting him. The same hunger, the same loneliness, the same having no one to be accepted by and to be loved and wanted by. Every human being in that case resembles Christ in his loneliness; and that is the hardest part, that’s real hunger.
Mother Teresa (1910–97). A Gift for God, “Imitation of Christ” (1975).
PS. Whoa! I got two very interesting phone calls while writing this entry.
1. My Streamyx broadband application came through! At first they told me they were all out of ports and I’m on the waiting list. I was prepared to wait years but the call just now said someone’s coming over to install it this week. Whoohoo!
2. Sylvia from Choice called to say they’re taking up on my offer to help out at the next Choice weekend. Washing dishes. Whoohoo! X2
Monday, August 22, 2005
Firefox popups | www.petebevin.com
So you think you're free from pop-ups or pop-unders once you rely on Mozilla Firefox web browser? ...NOT!
Utilizing Flash plug-ins, pop-ups may still appear in Firefox. So here's a handy little tip to switch off all pop-ups coming from plug-ins except for whitelisted sites.
So you think you're free from pop-ups or pop-unders once you rely on Mozilla Firefox web browser? ...NOT!
Utilizing Flash plug-ins, pop-ups may still appear in Firefox. So here's a handy little tip to switch off all pop-ups coming from plug-ins except for whitelisted sites.
Friday, August 19, 2005
MyMountainGoal - Adventure Team
Looks like fun...this place is just near my hometown of Ipoh. Trip planning starts...NOW!
Looks like fun...this place is just near my hometown of Ipoh. Trip planning starts...NOW!
Something Funny to Read For Fridays
These are from a book called Disorder in the
American Courts, and are things people actually
said in court, word for word, taken down and now
published by court reporters that had the torment
of staying calm while these exchanges were
actually taking place.
Q: Are you sexually active?
A: No, I just lie there.
_______________________________
Q: What is your date of birth?
A: July 15.
Q: What year?
A: Every year.
______________________________________
Q: What gear were you in at the moment of the
impact?
A: Gucci sweats and Reeboks.
______________________________________
Q: This condition you have... does it affect your
memory at all?
A: Yes.
Q: And in what ways does it affect your memory?
A: I forget.
Q: You forget? Can you give us an example of
something that you've forgotten?
_____________________________________
Q: How old is your son, the one living with you?
A: Thirty-eight or thirty-five, I can't remember
which.
Q: How long has he lived with you?
A: Forty-five years.
_____________________________________
Q: What was the first thing your husband said to
you when he woke up that morning?
A: He said, "Where am I, Cathy?"
Q: And why did that upset you?
A: My name is Susan.
______________________________________
Q: Do you know if your daughter has ever been
involved in voodoo or the occult?
A: We both do.
Q: Voodoo?
A: We do.
Q: You do?
A: Yes, voodoo.
______________________________________
Q: Now doctor, isn't it true that when a person
dies in his sleep, he doesn't know about it until
the next morning?
A: Did you actually pass the bar exam?
___________________________________
Q: The youngest son, the twenty-year-old, how old
is he?
_____________________________________
Q: Were you present when your picture was taken?
______________________________________
Q: So the date of conception (of the baby) was
August 8th?
A: Yes.
Q: And what were you doing at that time?
______________________________________
Q: She had three children, right?
A: Yes.
Q: How many were boys?
A: None.
Q: Were there any girls?
______________________________________
Q: How was your first marriage terminated?
A:! By death.
Q: And by whose death was it terminated?
______________________________________
Q: Can you describe the individual?
A: He was about medium height and had a beard.
Q: Was this a male, or a female?
______________________________________
Q: Is your appearance here this morning pursuant
to a deposition notice which I sent to your attorney?
A: No, this is how I dress when I go to work.
______________________________________
Q: Doctor, how many autopsies have you performed
on dead people?
A: All my autopsies are performed on dead people.
______________________________________
Q: ALL your responses MUST be oral, OK? What
school did you go to?
A: Oral.
______________________________________
Q: Do you recall the time that you examined the
body?
A: The autopsy started around 8:30 p.m.
Q: And Mr. Dennington was dead at the time?
A: No, he was sitting on the table wondering why I
was doing an autopsy.
______________________________________
Q: Are you qualified to give a urine sample?
____ __________________________________
Q: Doctor, before you performed the autopsy, did
you check for a pulse?
A: No.
Q: Did you check for blood pressure?
A: No.
Q: Did you check for breathing?!
A: No.
Q: So, then it is possible that the patient was
alive when you began the autopsy?
A: No.
Q: How can you be so sure, Doctor?
A: Because his brain was sitting on my desk in a
jar.
Q: But could the patient have still been alive,
nevertheless?
A: Yes, it is possible that he could have been
alive and practicing law somewhere.
These are from a book called Disorder in the
American Courts, and are things people actually
said in court, word for word, taken down and now
published by court reporters that had the torment
of staying calm while these exchanges were
actually taking place.
Q: Are you sexually active?
A: No, I just lie there.
_______________________________
Q: What is your date of birth?
A: July 15.
Q: What year?
A: Every year.
______________________________________
Q: What gear were you in at the moment of the
impact?
A: Gucci sweats and Reeboks.
______________________________________
Q: This condition you have... does it affect your
memory at all?
A: Yes.
Q: And in what ways does it affect your memory?
A: I forget.
Q: You forget? Can you give us an example of
something that you've forgotten?
_____________________________________
Q: How old is your son, the one living with you?
A: Thirty-eight or thirty-five, I can't remember
which.
Q: How long has he lived with you?
A: Forty-five years.
_____________________________________
Q: What was the first thing your husband said to
you when he woke up that morning?
A: He said, "Where am I, Cathy?"
Q: And why did that upset you?
A: My name is Susan.
______________________________________
Q: Do you know if your daughter has ever been
involved in voodoo or the occult?
A: We both do.
Q: Voodoo?
A: We do.
Q: You do?
A: Yes, voodoo.
______________________________________
Q: Now doctor, isn't it true that when a person
dies in his sleep, he doesn't know about it until
the next morning?
A: Did you actually pass the bar exam?
___________________________________
Q: The youngest son, the twenty-year-old, how old
is he?
_____________________________________
Q: Were you present when your picture was taken?
______________________________________
Q: So the date of conception (of the baby) was
August 8th?
A: Yes.
Q: And what were you doing at that time?
______________________________________
Q: She had three children, right?
A: Yes.
Q: How many were boys?
A: None.
Q: Were there any girls?
______________________________________
Q: How was your first marriage terminated?
A:! By death.
Q: And by whose death was it terminated?
______________________________________
Q: Can you describe the individual?
A: He was about medium height and had a beard.
Q: Was this a male, or a female?
______________________________________
Q: Is your appearance here this morning pursuant
to a deposition notice which I sent to your attorney?
A: No, this is how I dress when I go to work.
______________________________________
Q: Doctor, how many autopsies have you performed
on dead people?
A: All my autopsies are performed on dead people.
______________________________________
Q: ALL your responses MUST be oral, OK? What
school did you go to?
A: Oral.
______________________________________
Q: Do you recall the time that you examined the
body?
A: The autopsy started around 8:30 p.m.
Q: And Mr. Dennington was dead at the time?
A: No, he was sitting on the table wondering why I
was doing an autopsy.
______________________________________
Q: Are you qualified to give a urine sample?
____ __________________________________
Q: Doctor, before you performed the autopsy, did
you check for a pulse?
A: No.
Q: Did you check for blood pressure?
A: No.
Q: Did you check for breathing?!
A: No.
Q: So, then it is possible that the patient was
alive when you began the autopsy?
A: No.
Q: How can you be so sure, Doctor?
A: Because his brain was sitting on my desk in a
jar.
Q: But could the patient have still been alive,
nevertheless?
A: Yes, it is possible that he could have been
alive and practicing law somewhere.
10 Grammar Mistakes that Bug the Shit Outta Me by Battle of the Sexes
This is a very well designed blog/website. I like the layout and the fact that it is so content rich. I urge you to spend hours exploring it!
This is a very well designed blog/website. I like the layout and the fact that it is so content rich. I urge you to spend hours exploring it!
Wednesday, August 17, 2005
Alain de Botton
I'm currently half-way through Botton's 'Consolations of Philosophy', after completing the 'On Seeing and Noticing' essays.
Other than that, I'm couldn't put down Michael Moore's 'Idiot Nation' essay.
I'm currently half-way through Botton's 'Consolations of Philosophy', after completing the 'On Seeing and Noticing' essays.
Other than that, I'm couldn't put down Michael Moore's 'Idiot Nation' essay.
Tuesday, August 16, 2005
Security Reference Guide
Lotsa links to free antiviruses and spyware scanners.
Lotsa links to free antiviruses and spyware scanners.
EO Newsroom: New Images - Fires on Sumatra
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This page is a bit slow loading...so please be patient...
Mouth
Written by - Merril Bainbridge
From - The Garden
I feel like I've been blown apart
There are pieces here
I don't know where they go
I don't know where they go
Kiss me on my salty lips
I bet you feel little crazy but for me
We'll be famous on TV
Would it be my fault if I could turn you on?
Chorus:
Would I be so bad if I could turn you on?
When I kiss your mouth
I want to taste it
Turn you upside down
Don't want to waste it
I jump on you, you jump on me
You push me out and even though you know
I love you I'd be inclined to slap you in the mouth
When I kiss your salty lips
You will feel a little crazy, but for me
I'll be famous on TV
Chorus
Now, will it be my fault if I take your love and throw it wide?
You might restrain me, but could you really blame me?
And you will feel you're blown apart
All the pieces there will fit to make you whole
And I know where they go
Chorus
When I kiss your mouth
I want to taste it
Turn you upside down
Don't want to waste it
When I kiss your mouth
I want to taste it
Turn you upside down
Don't want to waste it
Written by - Merril Bainbridge
From - The Garden
I feel like I've been blown apart
There are pieces here
I don't know where they go
I don't know where they go
Kiss me on my salty lips
I bet you feel little crazy but for me
We'll be famous on TV
Would it be my fault if I could turn you on?
Chorus:
Would I be so bad if I could turn you on?
When I kiss your mouth
I want to taste it
Turn you upside down
Don't want to waste it
I jump on you, you jump on me
You push me out and even though you know
I love you I'd be inclined to slap you in the mouth
When I kiss your salty lips
You will feel a little crazy, but for me
I'll be famous on TV
Chorus
Now, will it be my fault if I take your love and throw it wide?
You might restrain me, but could you really blame me?
And you will feel you're blown apart
All the pieces there will fit to make you whole
And I know where they go
Chorus
When I kiss your mouth
I want to taste it
Turn you upside down
Don't want to waste it
When I kiss your mouth
I want to taste it
Turn you upside down
Don't want to waste it
Friday, August 12, 2005
Star Wars Scrapbook - Page 30
Yesterday, some of my colleagues attended a convention and handed out my business cards...which would be a good thing except that they're just using them with my name cut out, and replaced with theirs! Grrr...
What I would like written on my card:
"Inter-crap-lactic Code Monkey...booyah!"
Yesterday, some of my colleagues attended a convention and handed out my business cards...which would be a good thing except that they're just using them with my name cut out, and replaced with theirs! Grrr...
What I would like written on my card:
"Inter-crap-lactic Code Monkey...booyah!"
Praying Mantis Eats Hummingbird (Bird Watcher's Digest)
Hey, wanna see something gross yet fascinating?
Hey, wanna see something gross yet fascinating?
The Smell of Hell
There's a constant smoke-ey odor all around Kay-Elle right now. This is how Hell must smell like...
Sneezing and wheezing people, walking around with watery eyes and sore throats.
I have to cancel a pool-side BBQ party on the 27th because of this. Malaysian politicians must be praying real hard right now for the skies to clear up before Merdeka (Independence) day on the 31st. How embarassing it would be!
Two weeks since the haze arrived here from Sumatra and only now they're sending teams of firefighters over there. The fact that this happens every year is unacceptable. Only now are the authorities searching for the Malaysian plantation bosses responsible for starting the fires. I say prosecute them to the full extent of the law...and then some more. Amend environmental laws if you have to!
Even smokers decided to light-up indoors. I wonder which is more carcinogenic, cigarette or haze smoke?
The skies are so yellow and reddish in the afternoons some of my buddies started imagining an apocalyptic world just as depicted in computer games such as Half-Life 2 and Doom 3. Have you seen Martian skies? Neither have I but if computer games show us a certain amount of realism, then we are in Hell. Let there be zombies! Let there be an invasion by the minions of Hell! Or anthropomorphic parasitic aliens for that matter!
Let's see how urgent the curiously silent politicians take this matter when there's a zombie chomping on their kidneys...or a head-crab stuck to their grubby faces....
Ah! Wishful fantasizing!
There's a constant smoke-ey odor all around Kay-Elle right now. This is how Hell must smell like...
Sneezing and wheezing people, walking around with watery eyes and sore throats.
I have to cancel a pool-side BBQ party on the 27th because of this. Malaysian politicians must be praying real hard right now for the skies to clear up before Merdeka (Independence) day on the 31st. How embarassing it would be!
Two weeks since the haze arrived here from Sumatra and only now they're sending teams of firefighters over there. The fact that this happens every year is unacceptable. Only now are the authorities searching for the Malaysian plantation bosses responsible for starting the fires. I say prosecute them to the full extent of the law...and then some more. Amend environmental laws if you have to!
Even smokers decided to light-up indoors. I wonder which is more carcinogenic, cigarette or haze smoke?
The skies are so yellow and reddish in the afternoons some of my buddies started imagining an apocalyptic world just as depicted in computer games such as Half-Life 2 and Doom 3. Have you seen Martian skies? Neither have I but if computer games show us a certain amount of realism, then we are in Hell. Let there be zombies! Let there be an invasion by the minions of Hell! Or anthropomorphic parasitic aliens for that matter!
Let's see how urgent the curiously silent politicians take this matter when there's a zombie chomping on their kidneys...or a head-crab stuck to their grubby faces....
Ah! Wishful fantasizing!
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
BBC NEWS | Technology | Berners-Lee on the read/write web
An interview with Sir Tim Berners-Lee, one of the inventors of the World Wide Web. Take special note of his comments on blogging.
An interview with Sir Tim Berners-Lee, one of the inventors of the World Wide Web. Take special note of his comments on blogging.
Tuesday, August 09, 2005
? Jack Johnson Lyrics -- ( Good People Song Lyrics )
I heard this song on the radio as I was driving home last night. It has a very catchy tune and I think I even air-guitared it with the volume turned up. The other drivers must think I'm nuts!
Read the lyrics and you'll see that despite the cheery tune, it has a serious and timely message.
I heard this song on the radio as I was driving home last night. It has a very catchy tune and I think I even air-guitared it with the volume turned up. The other drivers must think I'm nuts!
Read the lyrics and you'll see that despite the cheery tune, it has a serious and timely message.
Thursday, August 04, 2005
This Is How I Feel
It's getting late and I'm in a contemplative mood...love songs on the headphones...
I wonder if other people get into the same feeling that there's a lot going on in their minds lately but they just don't know how to express it even though these thoughts are silent screams waiting to be let out. Maybe it's because they don't have anyone to talk to (no one they feel comfortable sharing with)...Maybe they just don't know how to put the ideas to words audible or written. Nevertheless, it must come out! To do so just feels...no, not proper...not even correct...it feels...Right.
Throughout the course of maintaining this blog I've often censored myself and limited the amount of 'sharing'. When I started this place in 2003, I was feeling rather down and wanted to convey my thoughts electronically to no one in particular, yet still make it public enough for strangers to read them. Call it a form of computerized catharsis...or confession, I really didn't care if anyone read them. Even then, I was more carefree in whatever personal information I reveal of myself.
However, nowadays I believe I have to exercise even more self-restraint since I decided to 'publicise' this blog's existence.
Like right now, the things i'm thinking and feeling...well, let's just say I fear that certain people reading this might think less of me afterwards...don't worry, it's nothing illegal or perverted...just frustrating...
Therefore, I will rely on an old but cowardly approach: I shall talk in vague general terms.
Right now I'm frustrated with myself because I've decided that I don't really know what I want! I thought I knew what I wanted and wanted it so bad I prayed hard for it. Stupid me got precisely what I asked for but now I just don't know how to appreciate it! (I really should stop asking and take whatever the Almighty throws my way!)
I'm an ingrate with so much confusion and discontent that people tend to lose respect for me after I dare tell them a little of what I'm facing now. I shouldn't be too bothered by what they think of me...but still...sigh!
Am I such a fool not to feel what I should feel? Am I really wasting other people's time and 'heart investment'? So much guilt and perplexity surrounds me! I guess it's true what they say that it isn't always fun and games...
I think i'll take it easy from now onwards...Can't rush these things, can't force these feelings. I just hope nobody gets hurt in the end... :(
My vision is getting blurry so I'll stop here and post this up first thing next morning. The rain has cleared some of the haze so let's see if i could sleep soon without dreaming of the wrong person....
The bane of the hopeless romantic is to have his heart and mind never agree with each other.
It's getting late and I'm in a contemplative mood...love songs on the headphones...
I wonder if other people get into the same feeling that there's a lot going on in their minds lately but they just don't know how to express it even though these thoughts are silent screams waiting to be let out. Maybe it's because they don't have anyone to talk to (no one they feel comfortable sharing with)...Maybe they just don't know how to put the ideas to words audible or written. Nevertheless, it must come out! To do so just feels...no, not proper...not even correct...it feels...Right.
Throughout the course of maintaining this blog I've often censored myself and limited the amount of 'sharing'. When I started this place in 2003, I was feeling rather down and wanted to convey my thoughts electronically to no one in particular, yet still make it public enough for strangers to read them. Call it a form of computerized catharsis...or confession, I really didn't care if anyone read them. Even then, I was more carefree in whatever personal information I reveal of myself.
However, nowadays I believe I have to exercise even more self-restraint since I decided to 'publicise' this blog's existence.
Like right now, the things i'm thinking and feeling...well, let's just say I fear that certain people reading this might think less of me afterwards...don't worry, it's nothing illegal or perverted...just frustrating...
Therefore, I will rely on an old but cowardly approach: I shall talk in vague general terms.
Right now I'm frustrated with myself because I've decided that I don't really know what I want! I thought I knew what I wanted and wanted it so bad I prayed hard for it. Stupid me got precisely what I asked for but now I just don't know how to appreciate it! (I really should stop asking and take whatever the Almighty throws my way!)
I'm an ingrate with so much confusion and discontent that people tend to lose respect for me after I dare tell them a little of what I'm facing now. I shouldn't be too bothered by what they think of me...but still...sigh!
Am I such a fool not to feel what I should feel? Am I really wasting other people's time and 'heart investment'? So much guilt and perplexity surrounds me! I guess it's true what they say that it isn't always fun and games...
I think i'll take it easy from now onwards...Can't rush these things, can't force these feelings. I just hope nobody gets hurt in the end... :(
My vision is getting blurry so I'll stop here and post this up first thing next morning. The rain has cleared some of the haze so let's see if i could sleep soon without dreaming of the wrong person....
The bane of the hopeless romantic is to have his heart and mind never agree with each other.
Tuesday, August 02, 2005
PAPER CRAFTS | ENTERTAINMENT | YAMAHA MOTOR
Something for all of you craft-making geeks out there! Make your own paper zoo!
Something for all of you craft-making geeks out there! Make your own paper zoo!
