08
Jul

Love. Defined.

I just wish that you can find your true love

I looked at the tiny screen on my mobile, contemplating my course of action on responding to the text message. I pressed the “Reply” button, the cursor blinking, my fingers resting on the keypad, thinking how I should construct the sentence to tell her how I really feel.

Blink. Blink.

I am no longer in my late teens, so I don’t believe in true love anymore.

I pressed the “Close” button and exited the Messaging menu. Suddenly I realized that it is pointless for me to reply that message, and it is pointless for me to type out the way I look at relationship, or so-called love. She doesn’t need to understand my definition on this matter, but I am writing about it now because I feel like sharing my views and opinions with my readers.

I don’t believe in true love. Love is Disney Land, and also Hollywood. Yes, did you watch the cartoon by Disney when we were young, like Sleeping Beauty? Snow White? How about Cinderella? Let’s not forget my personal favorite, Mermaid, because it’s the only Disney cartoon that shows a girl half naked. Anyway, you get what I mean.

I don’t believe in “Forever” as 3 months is already a life time. When I heard someone said “I will love you forever”, I snickered and I believe the person saying it meant it at that time but he/she has no fucking idea how long is his/her definition of “forever”. More unfortunate is the fact that people like to be lied with, so when we hear our partner saying “I will love you forever”, we feel happy and we wanted to believe those words, hoping that forever is really forever.

So here’s my definition, and I am so going to Blockquote it.

Love, like marriage, is about finding a person whom you find comfort in, enjoying the company that this person provides, exploring and satisfying the basic needs of sex, appreciating this person’s good values, and most, and I do mean MOST, importantly, tolerating this person’s flaw.

There you have it, my definition of love, relationship, and marriage. You might agree with it, or disagree with it, but that’s just how I look at it, and how I generally feel about it.

After going through a few rough patches, meeting so many people, understanding how things work, observing the friends, people, society and everything, that’s how I see and understand this weird thing call Love. It is a feeling, and feeling is something very abstract that cannot be defined (well, you can define it but everyone has different definition) and documented. But the truth is, feelings do change from time to time, and my definition on love is about finding someone you are comfortable with, can laugh with the jokes, satisfied sexually, likes his/her great things, and most important, can tolerate and accept the flaws.

So how do you see love? How do you define it?

05
Jul

RAGE 2

For the first time in my 32 odd years life, I discover that I have such capacity to have such depth of hatred and rage towards some one. I am writing this right now doesn’t mean that the rage and hatred subsided. In fact, it is still burning every inch of my skin and melting my internal organs at a rapid rate.

I contemplated for a while, and decided to send her a SMS, not as a closure but more so as the final message to her conveying my wish and hatred towards her.

This is the last time that you will ever hear from me. Thank you for all the lies. Luckily I do not have to listen to your lies anymore. I hope you believe in karma and I wish that you, your families and friends will all go broke, end up sleeping on the street and then die in the most ugliest and disgusting way, the best if its right now, right at this moment, right in front of me. Just in case your numb nut brain cannot comprehend, this is not a threat and this will be the last from me so I am not trying to harass you, but conveying my biggest wish to you. I will pray very hard and hope that my wish will come true. Again, thank you, and please die as soon as possible.

For the very first time in my 32 odd years of life, I made such wish towards a person. For the very first time in my 32 odd years of life, I felt that this person is such scum and is a complete was of earth resources and she should be removed from the surface of the earth. For the very first time in my 32 odd years of life, I made such wishes towards a person and the friends and families. For the very first time in my 32 odd years of life, I wish that a person will rot in hell and will never get a chance for reincarnation and see the daylight. For the first time of my 32 odd years of life, I want a person to suffer forever until the end of earth.

I am not even willing to get my hand dirty. All I wish for is that she and everyone around her will just fucking die by the ugliest and most disgusting way, be it nature force, accidents, or whatever. I don’t want to stain my hands with their dirt, because they are just purely disgusting and I will never be able to wash away those dirt.

If there is a voodoo way or whatsoever that can grant me my wishes, and even if that means I have to repay back using 30 years of my remaining life, I would do it and make that wish.

Yes, this is how much I hate this scumbag of the earth right now.

I am not allowing comment because I don’t want to remark further regarding these issues. So if you respect me, at least as a human being, please do not ask me. If I have a chance to meet up with you and decided to pour it out, so be it.

Related post:
RAGE

05
Jul

R.I.P. Fluffy Ang Kim Bao

Rest In Peace

Fluffy Ang Kim Bao
10/10/2004 - 05/07/2008

Beloved Son and Dearest Friend

“Thank you for providing me with the sweet memories. Our time is short in this life time, but I hope to see you in Heaven.”



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05
Jul

RAGE

Right now I am totally consumed by rage.

The rage within me is growing with every single minute, and it is eating me alive, as if my internal organs are slowly melted away by the flame of this rage, or the heart is exploding with the impounding fuel of rage.

No amount of punching on the wall could slow the spread of this flame of rage. It only fueled it to new high.

No amount of bruises on the fists after punching the wall could ease the pain that I feel within me, and that only get the rage burning quicker than ever.

No amount of screams can release the tension I feel within me, and the tension is expanding at rapid rate until I feel that I am going to explode very soon.

No amount of hard typing on the keyboard could kill the flame of rage. It only spread wider and faster.

No amount of words can describe the rage and the kind of hatred I have towards this person, and for the very first time in my life, I wish that this self-degrading-full-of-lies-slutty cunt, whom can’t live without a dick in her pussy and a cock in her mouth, and all her family and her friends would die in an ugly way as soon as possible. And best if she dies in the most ugliest way, right at this moment, right in front of me.

I very much like to do something, take some action, as a revenge to ease the fuel of rage within me. But I know for a fact that this action will have huge, and I do mean HUGE, consequences that I will have to face in later stage, and I know my friends will disagree with this action.

But GOD, please help me.

I am full of rage.

03
Jul

Diablo 3

People who know me well enough know that I am not much of a game person. I don’t have Playstation or any computer games, except sometimes going online to play Poker on facebook or the Windows version of Solitaire.

There is, however, one exception. I had indulged myself from the very first version of Diablo and Diablo II was released neon years ago. But now, Blizzard had just announced the brand new Diablo 3. Looking at the graphics (please refer below), I can say only one thing….

OMFG!!!!!!

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Blizzard, if you can hear this, or read this, can you please speed up your development and release the game as soon as possible? I CANNOT WAIT!!!!!

01
Jul

How Would You Want It?

This is a general poll, or rather, a post asking for the readers opinion.

Imagine the following scenario: The girl’s birthday is coming, and she is definitely a flower person. You like her a lot and of course, she likes you too. There is a certain aspect of relationship potential blooming, so you go to the florist and order a bouquet of flower consists of 6 pink roses and 6 red roses. You even bought a nice card and wrote a beautiful birthday message for her.

Now, the question is, how would you want to deliver it? For my beloved female readers, how would you want him to deliver it?

In general, there are 2 options. First is you get some runner to deliver it to the address you provide. The runner can be the boy from the florist, or your Personal Assistant, your driver, or your staff. If you do deliver it this way, well, you are showing some class and you have more important things to do, a big project to close, and big deals are at stake.

Second method is of course if you deliver it yourself to her office. Now, this shows sincerity that no matter how busy you were, you took the time and effort to hand deliver the flowers yourself.

But which method is better? Or rather, which method you prefer? Please feel free to rip the comment page apart, and let me know how you want the flowers being delivered and why.

Thank you.

30
Jun

Bill Gates Retirement

Well, Bill Gates, the richest man on earth (until recently, that is. He was decrowned by Warren Buffet) and the Chairman of Microsoft Corp, has just stepped down from all the official post in Microsoft Corp and announced his retirement.

During the CES Keynote, he compiled a video showing how his last day would be, and how retirement would be. Well, here’s the video:

It’s great to see that some big time CEO has a sense of humor and mocking himself with jokes with a star-studded short film featuring Matthew McConaughey, George Clooney, BONO (of U2), Steven Spielberg, and etc.

You know what? I would create a film like that and be happy, mocking myself, if I have billions and billions of dollars in my personal vault.

30
Jun

Euphoria by Ministry of Sound

Euphoria, a new club by Ministry of Sound is slated for opening on July 2nd, from 9pm onwards @ Sunway Resort.

Now, please don’t confuse Ministry of Sound (MOS) with any of our ministry departments in Malaysia. It has nothing to do with those ministry departments or ministers. It is simply one of the best clubbing from the UK. For more information, go to MOS website here.

Jeez, I really feel like going for the opening night, and I am pretty sure it will be crowded. Any taker? Who wants to go with me?

29
Jun

Do We Mean What We Say?

This is the part 2 of the post about my observation here.

The problem with the society and people nowadays is that it is extremely difficult to find someone who will say what’s in their mind. And when we do, we think that person is too direct or something we crown the word “mean” on their foreheads.

What do I mean by “Do we mean what we say?” Let me give you some scenarios to work with.

Scenario #1:
Your girlfriend is cleaning the house, sweeping the floor, and mopping the floor (just assume that you two are living together). You offer help, but she says, “Oh honey, it’s okay. You have been working whole day so you rest.” or “It’s alright baby, I like to do house chores.” or “You enjoy your football game okay? I want to do it alone.”

What happen next? Before you know it, when you two have a fight, and she uses this against you, saying that you had never helped.
You: “But honey! You said you like to do house chores!”
She: “Ya right, as if I am your maid. Do you think everyone is born to like house chores? You sitting on your ass whole day so I got to do it!”
You: “But dear, you said it was okay because I was working whole day.”
She: “Fuck you. You think you are the only one working whole day? I don’t have to work?”
You: “But baby, you always ask me to continue my football game while you were cleaning.”
She: “Oh yeah, bastard. You can enjoy your football game, and what was I doing? Cleaning up your mess!”
You: “Why can’t you just say so? When I offered help, why can’t you just let me do it? Why can’t you speak your mind?”
She: “Guess what asshole! When I declined your help, why can’t you move your ass and take the initiative to help? Now I am speaking my mind!”

I don’t mean to be sexist, but guys normally mean YES when we say YES, and we mean what we say. Unfortunately, most of the time, women speaks some alien language. When they say they are fine, don’t trust them a bit. When they say NO, well, they mean YES most of the time. That’s why most of the time we have our arguments and that’s why sometimes that leads to serious misunderstanding.

Scenario #2:
Imagine that I bring my dog to your house. He poo right in front of your door, and I quickly asked for paper towel, plastic bag, and a mop. You might be kind enough to decline it and says, “Oh that’s fine. He’s just a lovely dog!” But the truth is, when you were cleaning that place up after my dog, you might be complaining to your wife, “that fucking bastard, his dog shit here and now I got to clean up his shit. What the fuck is he thinking?”

Now, this happened before (not to me of course, because I don’t fuck care what they say and I will just clean up whatever mess I made) and this is real life. Some people just try to be nice to the guests, but then inside their mind, they were cursing the guests and the guests’ families to hell and back. Why can’t you be genuine and let the guests clean up their own mess? Why act like a fucking gentleman and then later accuse them for not doing something right?

Of course, there are a few more scenarios that I can create, but let’s not make this post too long and I certainly not writing a thesis for human psychology.

So what’s your take? What do you think? Do you think that people in this society is telling enough truth and mean what they say? Or do you think you have met a lot of fake-face people?

27
Jun

Big Day with VIPs

Yesterday I was at Nikko Hotel since 745am because my company was participating in BioMed 2008. We were busy setting up the booth and all that, and also testing all the audio/visual to ensure that our presentation (just showing some media files on a projector) is running smoothly.

Then we wait…

Yes, the featured guest of the day was YAB Dato’ Seri Abdullah Haji Ahmad Badawi, our Prime Minister of Malaysia. As usual, the stated time of arrival was 8:55am, and guess what! We waited until 9:15am, and he didn’t show up! He sent one of the representatives from the Prime Minister Department to represent him because he got the Parliament meeting on the 9th Malaysia Plan. Oh well, at least we could kick start the ceremonial thing to get the event officiated.

After the Malaysia anthem (mind you, the real one, not the famous one found on YouTube) and the prayers, the VIPs started to stand at the podium to give speeches and then some ceremonial mock cheque contribution. You know, the common thing, yada-yada and then finally, the VIPs were taking a tour to the event venue for visit. It’s important that the VIPs will spend at least 2 minutes on each booth to talk to the people, to show that they have genuine interest, yada-yada.

Now, I am not interest in telling the show-show thing and all that. The reason why I am writing this post is because I like to observe people and I saw something that pique my interest, hence I am sharing my observation with you.

I think all those VIPs should hire a fashion consultant, or dress consultant or something. I mean, they have the moolah! So might as well dress professionally. Okay, I have to give them the credit as their dress code is right; they wore a suit (meaning coat/blazer) with a properly knotted tie. But the coat is seriously oversized (or in some case, undersized!). I mean, can you imagine a VIP dressing a very loose coat, so oversized until they looked like they have a 48 inch waist instead of 40 inch?

And then some wore a squeeze-fit (note: not tight fit like those Hugo Boss) and the sleeves were like 2 inches short. Can you imagine a full size adult wearing a jacket that looked like he bought it when he was in highschool?

I am not asking everyone to wear a Hugo Boss or even a Armani suit. Well, I know I don’t buy those suit, not at this moment. I will only buy these suit on very special occasion, something once-of-a-life-time special thing, like my wedding (at least I hope its once of a life time). But they are the VIPs, so at least buy something that is fitting instead of super-sizing it like a Mega Mac (the 4 patties double Big Mac) or under-sizing it like Kids Menu. Can they fucking order a regular meal?

I might sound nit-picking, but when a person has to deal with public, being some big shot VIP and there is a need to meet people everyday, the least they could do is to dress properly, as in wearing a fitting suit. I know maybe they try to draw the impression that they are underpaid and being public servant, so they are wearing those lousy jackets. Come on! We are not stupid. Maybe we don’t know the exact amount that you are wearing, but living in a super nice multi-million dollar house, being chauffeured in a luxury limousine, and wearing branded watches like Panerai, JLG, Longines, and etc, don’t tell me you cannot afford a close fitting suit. By the way, they don’t charge extra if you buy the close fitting suit than your super-size-it jacket.

Oh well, that’s just my opinion. My suit is just a normal American brand suit and its not exactly new. At least it fits me well enough (and some even said that I look damn good in my suit!) and I know that the people I met that day won’t think that I look funny.





 

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