| Wine and Bull |
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August 10th @ 11:58pm
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Bull crap talk over a glass of wine puts your entire life into a whole new perspective. Maybe it's all the bull talk, maybe it's knowing that nothing seems to be going the way you expect it. Or maybe it's just the wine.
But it made one thing abundantly clear. We have a tendency to choose the "be pathetic" option.
In essence, there is no PERFECT better half, even if there is, who are we to judge? We don't get to decide who possesses the exceedingly high expectations we set. And all because we want to be able to mold and create one of purpose/meaning. It is not made and it will not be delivered. It just does not exist. The sooner we realise that, the better we live.
I don't want to have to second-guess myself any longer. So cheers to living in the moment with complete disregard for the future!
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| Musings 005 |
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September 29th @ 11:00pm
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"People say believe half of what you see, and none of what you hear."
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| Musings 004 |
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August 30th @ 12:09am
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"We may be pretty certain that persons whom all the world treats ill deserve entirely the treatment they get. The world is a looking glass and gives back to every man the reflection of his own face. Frown at it, and it will in turn look sourly upon you; laugh at it and with it, and it is a jolly, kind companion; and so let all young persons take their choice. "
-William Makepeace Thackeray; Vanity Fair
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| Treats for Trivia? |
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August 10th @ 12:58am
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What's right and what's wrong? Where do you draw the line and which side do you take?
When it comes down to doing something you know is right, but the results it would yield is for all the wrong reasons, would you? When you know withholding the truth is wrong, but that it would be a true test of whether a person cares enough, would you? When you know it's wrong to doubt, but all actions (even the minute ones) shove you in that direction, is it your fault? I'm rational, I don't expect much. I've taken it all down a notch, maybe more. So when I end up disappointed, is it still my bad? Why is it that the oblivious always have it easy? Give one the benefit of the doubt? I have done that, and rest assured, there ain't no benefits to doubts.
Maybe logic doesn't really do anyone good. It just makes you question yourself.
Ultimately, all of it is implied. I guess I've got to rise above it and keep on trying; it's the least I can do, or so they say. Is this a two-way thing or am I just driving myself up against the wall and back? If anymore is said, I'd be going further away from rationality. So it is here that I end these useless ravings, and do logic justice by doing the most logical thing; SLEEP it off.
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| Musings 003 |
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July 23rd @ 10:18pm
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"What is character but the determination of incident?
What is incident but the illustration of character? "
-Par Lagerkvist
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| Made one thing abundantly clear; |
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June 7th @ 9:50pm
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Denial works. Taking the facts as it is and avoiding the entire mistake helps. Thereafter, you just make sure you don't make the same mistake twice. But I suppose it doesn't really make it go away.
Yet another lesson was learnt today. It's funny how the past always has a way of biting you in the ass. Well, when you get the chance to face your mistake, take it. No matter how hard it may be, it's worth it. This time, laugh and make sure you laugh hard at the face of Adversity. Because ultimately, it's our own misfortune that is truly hilarious.
I guess it's true when they say "Success hinges less on getting everything right than on how you handle getting things wrong. "
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| Musings 002 |
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March 27th @ 8:04pm
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"There are poisons that blind you,
and poisons that open your eyes."
-August Strindberg
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| Highway into Raptures. |
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March 7th @ 12:16pm
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Class 3 Driving Test: PASSED
Woohoo! Pure unmitigated elation; no other words could describe.
All in all, genuine gratitude goes out to all SSDC instructors whom
have been my mentors and inspiration:
/Sim H.G (First instructor; Adorable)
/Tang Y.L (Man of few words; of whom I grew accustomed to)
/M. Sukhchan (Mr. Made-me-laugh-so-hard-I-almost-crashed-the-car Instructor)
/Ramani (One time instructor; Sweet)
/Tan J.C (Clubber dude; Great coach)
/Ali Ahmat (My fellow Bon Jovi fan/Smashing Instructor; Simply adore him)
/Suratin (Sarcasm: delightful. I'd take it again any day)
/Tan E.H (Sweet warm-up coach)
How could I possibly have fared well without?
Good times :)
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| The World Encompassing Failures. |
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March 1st @ 1:52pm
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Today's Enquiry: What is the reason we fail? God damn it, what?!
You try and try and damn it, you just can't get enough of trying and when the results are out, when it's time to reap the harvest, you've realised that you've failed (as you would have clearly figured out by the topic of the day). There ain't no crops to harvest. NOTHING, Not A Thing, Not Anything, NIL, Zero, Zilch. All that surrounds you are barren tracts of land. What the fuck do we reap, if not just for the agony of it all?
Well, optimists (be it in thought or reality) will simply say: "This is the chance to do better. Now that you know what your mistakes are, work at it. Strive to do one's best."
True as it may be to any hopefuls; my answer: "HA!"
Dear optimists, I greatly admire your entire being to be filled with such hopefulness and confidence in the future/success of whatever. But does it not tire you? To think that every single time, shit has a way of happening. Seriously, does it not?
Perhaps I'm taking my frustrations out on the wrong audience. I should be taking it out on myself. But then again, that's what I do. I take frustrations out on me before anyone else and it has come to a point where I'm just so sick and tired of it just being me.
Moreover, to anyone reading this, if you have been nodding your head throughout all this crap and genuinely sympathises with me, I am genuinely glad that shit happens to you too. :)
Besides, having to work hard for what you really want and not being able to get that sweet something is a shot to the heart. It hurts, especially when it was your only chance to get it.
Adios, additional diploma. I'm sure you would belong to someone who worked harder/wanted you more.
"Gardens are not made by singing "Oh how beautiful!" and sitting in the shade."
-Rudyard Kipling
Indeed they are not. And the only reason we fail, I suppose, is because we are our own restrictions.
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| Musings 001 |
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October 10th @ 11:51pm
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"Never leave all your eggs in one bastard."
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| Junkyard Sale |
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August 31st @ 11:07pm
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"Weeds" is by far the ultimate TV show ever!
True enough, this pre-eminent creation is god damn addictive.
/The finest junk indeed.
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| Highway to AWESOME. |
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August 28th @ 11:14am
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Just came back from my first driving session.
I must say, it was FUCKING AWESOME! Considering how I only got about less than 20 minutes of sleep, I think my performance was pretty stable (Good news, I didn't crash the car!). Except of course for the occasional instances when I would gun the accelerator and the instructor would panic or rather try to hide his panic. It was tough keeping the rate of acceleration constant because a slight change in force could make a whole load of difference. It took some getting used to, but once you've gotten the hang of it, trust me, you'd just want to keep going. I could go on and on about how changing gears, driving in the pouring rain and overtaking others was pure fun, but I shan't because you get the picture right?
Besides, enough about driving and more about the instructor. He seemed to be the rather quiet sort, one that doesn't have much of a sense of humor but is extremely nice. At first, I guess he was somewhat dubious of my capabilities(I wouldn't blame him, I looked shagged) since he kept repeating himself. However, as time went by, he went from gripping the sides of the car to relaxing into his seat and taking a drink. Ha, it was hilarious yet adorable. Moreover, he prompted me less. All in all, he was a pretty good instructor.
Can't wait till Friday.
/Bring on the next session.
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August 21st @ 12:14am
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"Buenos dias," He said.
The answer was the same as always, "No se si es bueno o no."
I do not know if it is a good day or not.
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| Mr. Monopoly? |
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August 12th @ 10:02pm
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/Study date with the cousins at East Coast. Studying was productive but let's just say it got boring yes? The photos explains it.
/Besides, Mr. Monopoly dropped by. Of all places! Geesh. It was so rare, you just had to take a picture.
/Thereafter, dined with Dad at Scruffy Murphy's.
/His Heineken; My Irish Kiss (YUM! One hell of a stress-buster.)
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| All sorts of kinky. |
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August 7th @ 5:00pm
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Study date. Thereafter, Thai Express.
My red rubies; to DIE for.
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August 6th @ 9:40pm
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As of today, the thought itself and the entire process leading up to it has to be removed from the collective memory.
And it will be.
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| A perfect lie |
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August 4th @ 6:14pm
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Have you ever wished for something, and when you got it, you wished you never even thought of it in the first place?
Yeah well, today is just one of those days.
Perhaps i didn't actually want it, perhaps it's just the subconcious stiring up moonshines in my mind for the fun of it.
But then again, perhaps I did. Just that now, there's a fear I'd fall all over again. There's always that doubt at the back of your mind. There always will be. It's the doubt that pulls you back to reality. It might not be true, but it prevents us from acting on wishful thinking. It helps us be less exposed to hurt.
So where do we draw the line? When do we act? On impulse? Intuition? Or do we not act on it at all?
Screw optimism and pessimism. I'm just going with realism. And the fact of the matter is, it's not true to begin with.
But if it is, that's a whole new story, with a whole new set of questions and a whole new set of doubts.
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| Dada's Sweet 50th |
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June 5th @ 11:58pm
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Dad celebrated his birthday yesterday.
/Rushed down to 'Secret Recipe' to get the birthday cake and went to East Coast as usual. Booked a chalet and we had a feast! A variety of crabs, mee siam goreng which is to DIE for(granny's secret recipe), beef rendang, fruits, desserts and not forgetting CAKE, good old fattening cake.
/Apart from that, siblings and I decided to surprise our beloved birthday guy by throwing rose petals on the ground leading to the beach. Thereafter, he'd follow the trail and be greeted by us(family) and his beautifully decorated cake of course. He has done so much for us, it was the least we could do. Somehow I still feel that it wasn't enough, but then again how can it ever be?
/He's so damn adorable.
( 50 and still a Sexy Beast. )
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| Little detour down Arab Street. |
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May 7th @ 12:01am
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Old half naked "cast away-like" indian man to Hash: Hey pretty girl. I wish I can grind you.
/Poor old(seriously old) sexually deprived man. My sympathy goes out to you indeed.
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April 23rd @ 11:30pm
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It's a start of a chapter. Or rather the end of one.
"Everything flows," said Heraclitus. "Everything is in a constant flux and movement, nothing is abiding. Therefore we 'cannot step into the same river'. When I step into the river for the second time, neither I nor the river are the same."
Heraclitus pointed out that the world is characterized by opposites. If we were never ill, we would not know what it was to be well. If we never knew hunger, we would take no pleasure in being full. And of course if we were never lonesome, we would never treasure the wonder of our previously formed friendships. It sounds like a cliche, perhaps. But as a new term commences, it is an inevitable feeling.
/Things just aren't the same.
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