Earlier (20-30 mins ago) i was in Starbucks, having a drink when there were loud horn sounds emanating from the outside. Curious to find out what happened, i did the usual Malaysian "8" thing and went outside to have a peek.
A modded Waja was blocking the path of a bus passing through the road. Considering that the car wasn't supposed to park there in the first place, i was thinking "what a stupid driver to park there". But, the story only gets more exciting...
A group of 10 guys, driver included, got down from the bus, and started pushing and shoving the offending car to move so to make more way for the bus to pass through. When i saw this, the exact thought going through my mind was "WTH is going on?!?".
Yes, the farker parker should have had more brains than to park his/her car that out to obstruct passing traffic; but the bus driver and passengers shouldn't have had taken things into their own hands. 2 wrongs NEVER make a right. Guess at the end of the day, vigilante justice was served and the majority pushed on with their agenda.
Lesson learnt : Don't EVER park stupidly. Especially in KL. Unless if you intend to suffer from the same consequences as the driver who did this silly act today.
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Thursday, March 25, 2010
The Climb (to where you need to go to)
The Climb lyrics
Songwriters: Alexander, J; Mabe, J;
Artiste: Miley Cyrus
I can almost see it, That dream I am dreaming
But there's a voice inside my head saying
"You'll never reach it"
Every step I'm taking, Every move I make feels
Lost with no direction
My faith is shaken
But I gotta keep trying, Gotta keep my head held high
There's always gonna be another mountain
I'm always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be an uphill battle
Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose
Ain't about how fast I get there
Ain't about what's waiting on the other side
It's the climb
The struggles I'm facing, The chances I'm taking
Sometimes might knock me down
But no, I'm not breaking
I may not know it, But these are the moments that
I'm gonna remember most, yeah
Just gotta keep going
And I, I got to be strong, Just keep pushing on
'Cause there's always gonna be another mountain
I'm always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be an uphill battle
Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose
Ain't about how fast I get there
Ain't about what's waiting on the other side
It's the climb, yeah!
There's always gonna be another mountain
I'm always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be an uphill battle
Somebody's gonna have to lose
Ain't about how fast I get there
Ain't about what's waiting on the other side
It's the climb, yeah!
Keep on moving, keep climbing
Keep the faith, baby
It's all about, it's all about the climb
Keep the faith, keep your faith, whoa
Just a shout out to everyone who needs reminding that life is a climb (up corporate ladders, or life in general, or any applicable situation). There will be times when you come to mini plateaus where you can take a short breather and assess how far you've come. There will be times when you almost slip or do slip, and also times when weather forces you to stay put. What matters then would be how you pick yourself up, dust off the debris, and keep moving on. And of course, there will be times when it's right to ATTACK the climb...hehehe. When you need to do it, JUST DO IT! (Yes, it's Nike's motto, but it's effective nevertheless). With the end goal in sight, that's how we progress through life in stages, with each stage having an immediate goal to be achieved. What matters end of the day is that we arrive at the peak (some in style, some not so in style) in our own way, time, and strength.
And if you have no faith in anything else...trust in yourself. Faith basically is having trust in something you can't see immediately, but knowing that it exists somewhere, somehow.
Songwriters: Alexander, J; Mabe, J;
Artiste: Miley Cyrus
I can almost see it, That dream I am dreaming
But there's a voice inside my head saying
"You'll never reach it"
Every step I'm taking, Every move I make feels
Lost with no direction
My faith is shaken
But I gotta keep trying, Gotta keep my head held high
There's always gonna be another mountain
I'm always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be an uphill battle
Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose
Ain't about how fast I get there
Ain't about what's waiting on the other side
It's the climb
The struggles I'm facing, The chances I'm taking
Sometimes might knock me down
But no, I'm not breaking
I may not know it, But these are the moments that
I'm gonna remember most, yeah
Just gotta keep going
And I, I got to be strong, Just keep pushing on
'Cause there's always gonna be another mountain
I'm always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be an uphill battle
Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose
Ain't about how fast I get there
Ain't about what's waiting on the other side
It's the climb, yeah!
There's always gonna be another mountain
I'm always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be an uphill battle
Somebody's gonna have to lose
Ain't about how fast I get there
Ain't about what's waiting on the other side
It's the climb, yeah!
Keep on moving, keep climbing
Keep the faith, baby
It's all about, it's all about the climb
Keep the faith, keep your faith, whoa
Just a shout out to everyone who needs reminding that life is a climb (up corporate ladders, or life in general, or any applicable situation). There will be times when you come to mini plateaus where you can take a short breather and assess how far you've come. There will be times when you almost slip or do slip, and also times when weather forces you to stay put. What matters then would be how you pick yourself up, dust off the debris, and keep moving on. And of course, there will be times when it's right to ATTACK the climb...hehehe. When you need to do it, JUST DO IT! (Yes, it's Nike's motto, but it's effective nevertheless). With the end goal in sight, that's how we progress through life in stages, with each stage having an immediate goal to be achieved. What matters end of the day is that we arrive at the peak (some in style, some not so in style) in our own way, time, and strength.
And if you have no faith in anything else...trust in yourself. Faith basically is having trust in something you can't see immediately, but knowing that it exists somewhere, somehow.
Monday, March 22, 2010
Honesty...
Have you ever been in a situation where you're required to be honest? I'm sure it's never an easy choice to make, but in many situations it is better to be cruel in order to be kind(er).
Abraham Lincoln, during his boyhood, helped to run a country provision store. Here's a condensed version of the story, taken from here.
Why Lincoln Was Called 'Honest Abe'
by: Noah Brooks, Good Stories for Great Holidays
In managing the country store, as in everything that he undertook for others, Lincoln did his very best. He was honest, civil, ready to do anything that should encourage customers to come to the place, full of pleasantries, patient, and alert.
On one occasion, finding late at night, when he counted over his cash, that he had taken a few cents from a customer more than was due, he closed the store, and walked a long distance to make good the deficiency.
At another time, discovering on the scales in the morning a weight with which he had weighed out a package of tea for a woman the night before, he saw that he had given her too little for her money. He weighed out what was due, and carried it to her, much to the surprise of the woman, who had not known that she was short in the amount of her purchase.
Seeing the examples set by Honest Abe, reminds me that the price to pay for honesty is never too great. Of course, there are conditional terms to be considered in being honest. Being brutally honest when the intended receipient can't take it would be a surefire way of starting more conflicts.
But having gone through the school of hard knocks (but yet to graduate from there), i believe that honesty is still the best policy in life to follow. Honesty builds and grows character, and you can only be a better person by having strong principles to live by.
Abraham Lincoln, during his boyhood, helped to run a country provision store. Here's a condensed version of the story, taken from here.
Why Lincoln Was Called 'Honest Abe'
by: Noah Brooks, Good Stories for Great Holidays
In managing the country store, as in everything that he undertook for others, Lincoln did his very best. He was honest, civil, ready to do anything that should encourage customers to come to the place, full of pleasantries, patient, and alert.
On one occasion, finding late at night, when he counted over his cash, that he had taken a few cents from a customer more than was due, he closed the store, and walked a long distance to make good the deficiency.
At another time, discovering on the scales in the morning a weight with which he had weighed out a package of tea for a woman the night before, he saw that he had given her too little for her money. He weighed out what was due, and carried it to her, much to the surprise of the woman, who had not known that she was short in the amount of her purchase.
Seeing the examples set by Honest Abe, reminds me that the price to pay for honesty is never too great. Of course, there are conditional terms to be considered in being honest. Being brutally honest when the intended receipient can't take it would be a surefire way of starting more conflicts.
But having gone through the school of hard knocks (but yet to graduate from there), i believe that honesty is still the best policy in life to follow. Honesty builds and grows character, and you can only be a better person by having strong principles to live by.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Sobered up...
Having gone through a mad night, and sobered up in the light of day, i can only say sorry for the pain, grief and inconvenience caused to all of us. It was something within my system to be flushed out and closed.
I did enjoy the good times we spent and hopefully yesterday's incident has no permanent bearing on our friendship. And there were lessons learnt, ones i will not repeat again. If i can wipe the slate clean and start afresh, i would. And hopefully all of us can do that.
The elf is back, and in control again.
I did enjoy the good times we spent and hopefully yesterday's incident has no permanent bearing on our friendship. And there were lessons learnt, ones i will not repeat again. If i can wipe the slate clean and start afresh, i would. And hopefully all of us can do that.
The elf is back, and in control again.
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
16th March, 2010 ; 7:40AM
Lord Alfred Tennyson once said, " 'Tis better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all". But having lost love(s) before, and suffering intensely over it, makes me think, is it better to be a "player" and plow the field of carnal pleasures?
Having the experience in exploring both worlds of casual fun and romantic love, i'm glad to say that i've set up camp at the field of passionate, yearning, heart-bursting love. It is so much more rewarding, and the carnal pleasures reaped from it yields passion in volumes; no wonder it is called making love rather than sex.
Having said all that, love hurts too. Sometimes in a good way, and sometimes in a bad way. The occasions when you miss someone so bad, the lump in your throat never goes away, and you get moist-eyed over sentimental things, are both the good and the bad at the same time. The good hurting comes when you think of the person you adore and having a secret smile moment that nobody knows about, but is extremely curious to find out, if they can. And the bad hurt? The Elizabeth Kubler-Ross' 5 stages of grief - denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance that comes from even hearing from the person who broke your heart.
But if that is the price to pay for love, then it better be worth it. Weighing love on the balancing scale of logic and truth shows that being cautious and guarded until the day you receive a firm commitment from the one you love in return is the wise thing to do. But that is so much easier said than done; when your heart bursts with joy, the wintry mood you've been in starts to grow milder and slowly melt into spring, and you realize, "Hey, i'm capable of loving again...". So, patience is a virtue, and a necessity for the time being.
It saddens me that some sacrifices are necessary in order to achieve end results. But then again, there is a saying that goes "No pain, no gain". Ralph Waldo Emerson quotes: "What lies behind you and what lies in front of you, pales in comparison to what lies inside of you." And what lies inside me is the persistence and determination to work it through, because of the promise of a better future that will come. Blind optimist fool i'm not, just a wisened up believer in that Love can and will conquer over all other things. Burnt fingers does not mean one shall stop playing with fire, because not all fires are destructive. The embers of passion that smoulder can turn into a warm, inviting fire that is long lasting.
But knowing whether or not the fire is of the right kind, and whether or not the net you cast out returns empty or filled, requires calculated risk taking. Having "Phoebe" moments sometimes assures and irks me - a part of me wants the instant gratification, and another part wants to take things slow and gentle. But that's because i'm a Lover, not a Fighter. But that doesn't mean i can't be a Fighter when the occasion rises.
Having said all that, it all boils down to whether or not both sides are willing to take the chance. And to my dear reader, this open letter is one of my replies to you. There are more, and there will be more coming, but not for the current time being. This one is enough for now. I'll be right here waiting, and meanwhile, continue to allow me to access your "Open to general public" parts. Don't withhold that from me.
Till the next post, farewell and see you soon...
Having the experience in exploring both worlds of casual fun and romantic love, i'm glad to say that i've set up camp at the field of passionate, yearning, heart-bursting love. It is so much more rewarding, and the carnal pleasures reaped from it yields passion in volumes; no wonder it is called making love rather than sex.
Having said all that, love hurts too. Sometimes in a good way, and sometimes in a bad way. The occasions when you miss someone so bad, the lump in your throat never goes away, and you get moist-eyed over sentimental things, are both the good and the bad at the same time. The good hurting comes when you think of the person you adore and having a secret smile moment that nobody knows about, but is extremely curious to find out, if they can. And the bad hurt? The Elizabeth Kubler-Ross' 5 stages of grief - denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance that comes from even hearing from the person who broke your heart.
But if that is the price to pay for love, then it better be worth it. Weighing love on the balancing scale of logic and truth shows that being cautious and guarded until the day you receive a firm commitment from the one you love in return is the wise thing to do. But that is so much easier said than done; when your heart bursts with joy, the wintry mood you've been in starts to grow milder and slowly melt into spring, and you realize, "Hey, i'm capable of loving again...". So, patience is a virtue, and a necessity for the time being.
It saddens me that some sacrifices are necessary in order to achieve end results. But then again, there is a saying that goes "No pain, no gain". Ralph Waldo Emerson quotes: "What lies behind you and what lies in front of you, pales in comparison to what lies inside of you." And what lies inside me is the persistence and determination to work it through, because of the promise of a better future that will come. Blind optimist fool i'm not, just a wisened up believer in that Love can and will conquer over all other things. Burnt fingers does not mean one shall stop playing with fire, because not all fires are destructive. The embers of passion that smoulder can turn into a warm, inviting fire that is long lasting.
But knowing whether or not the fire is of the right kind, and whether or not the net you cast out returns empty or filled, requires calculated risk taking. Having "Phoebe" moments sometimes assures and irks me - a part of me wants the instant gratification, and another part wants to take things slow and gentle. But that's because i'm a Lover, not a Fighter. But that doesn't mean i can't be a Fighter when the occasion rises.
Having said all that, it all boils down to whether or not both sides are willing to take the chance. And to my dear reader, this open letter is one of my replies to you. There are more, and there will be more coming, but not for the current time being. This one is enough for now. I'll be right here waiting, and meanwhile, continue to allow me to access your "Open to general public" parts. Don't withhold that from me.
Till the next post, farewell and see you soon...
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