Tuesday, August 31, 2004

No Money No Honey

Does money really make the world go round ? Literally. No I'm not referring to it physically.
Is it really the number 1 essential of life's necessity ? Survival is enough for some.
Who invented money in the first place? According to history, the ancient Sumerians did.
And how was it valued for what its worth? The invention that created basic economic concept.

What would the world in current state be like if money was never invented and trading is practised all the way to this civilisation ? Money was the ultimate revolution that civilized the society. Else, we will be out there in the wild world to hunt for food ourselves. Each man for himself. Before money was invented, trading was believed to be the art of economic survival. I'm imagining the way we trade-in hp for a new set and in most cases there are added charges on top of the trade. But of course its more complicating than that. How do we trade for bigger things? Like furnitures, properties, electronic devices etc. How do we weigh the value? My head is throbbing at the very thought of the method. Will accounting and book-keeping has its way to control the transaction of the trading as well without the numbers? Seems easier with money right. And perhaps food and supplies would be the wage in return of our work instead of hard cold cash. Errr...I prefer the latter.

Put money aside and let's start from basic and get to the root of this. Food and water keep us alive. That's number 1 to survive. It can't stop right here. Just not right. BUT without money there is no way to get food. To earn money one has to work. Without adequate education or skills, work is an unlikely probability. To acquire education and skills also means money. The institutions that provides such services needs money to run. And a business to run needs man power. To employ men means money too and man need food and hence money to bring back the dough. Its a friggin' cycle! So its obviously the ultimate life's essentialilty, prerequisite, indespensable, mandatory, necessity! Need I say more?

Posted at 7:59 AM

Monday, August 30, 2004

Dip It Low

The weekly trip to the pool has paid off. Stamina is increasing and breathing technique is improving. The usual before a hundred metre halt was no longer the case. Last night, continuous breaststroke flowed for 200m. Victory is mine! Not cut for the olympics yet. Simply love indulging into the intangible calmative of a different world beneath the water. Alleviate the mind from the stale pollution that lingers twenty-four seven. Not forgetting the satisfation derived from reaching one end to another.

I can never sleep without being awake at 2am or later. Without any particular reason the eyes just open up at any given moment it feels deem fit to. Shucks. The only time I can enjoy a long deep sleep is after a swim or anything that really exhaust me during the day. So I had yet another privilege of a deep sleep last nite. Oh and usually I don't recall any dreams after waking up. But this intense dream was far too disturbing to be momentarily erased. A combination of disturbing and yet weirdly funny. I shall not get into details of the dream of fear to cause any emotional distress to the people invovled.
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Posted at 7:33 AM

Sunday, August 29, 2004

Fun-loving Entertainment

"Hi. I'm a fun-loving and easy going person...blah blah blah...yadda yadda yadda..."
How many times have we heard the word "fun-loving" whenever people are interviewed on TV or radio or any other medium? Not only do we see but read them too in profiles of friends-cum-match-making site on the internet e.g Friendster. The word is highly overrated lah. Why are Singaporeans so freakin' boring?! I remember more than 2 person on last week's SI had the same introduction using that same predictable words. Comes to a point when a question of 'what the hell is fun-loving anyways'. Those who classify themselves as such don't really seem fun. Yet alone loving. And isn't there tons of other words in the dictionary to describe themselves? Don't have to use big words. Just not that same lame old word will do. Its always either 'fun-loving' or 'easy-going'. And the irony of the person not being friendly at all is such a slap in the face. The word should be banned from being used altogether. Yucksy-daisy!

The locals are such a hard-to-please crowd. If we have those colorless predictable individuals like the ones mentioned above potrayed on the tv box, they are labelled as being boring with no attitude or originality. And when the ones that really stand out with confidence or attitude and are different will mostly be seen as cocky. Maybe for those who are a little over the top do deserve that label. The Jessea girl from SI was entertaining without a doubt. Blessed with good looks and vocals. But many said she is trying to be Alicia keys/the girl from Black eyes peas/ heck perhaps like every other female R&B singer. And I'm like, "So?". To think of it, everyone is like someone in a way. Nobody is technically original these days. Too Phat are also hip-hop influenced. So for them being a duo, I dare say they are Nerd wannabes? During those post-Britney syndrome era, every new teen pop female singer will be crowned the "wannabe". The Anugerah 2004 2nd runner-up, Norazela was not spared from mercy too. Comparisons to Waheedah and Bienda was inevitable. People don't seem to care that Justin T. is so heavily influenced by MJ in his dance moves. Why? Because he is so damn cute and extremely cool for people to bitch about it. So basically, every artist are influnced in a way or another no matter how hard they try or beg to differ. May it be dressing, singing, song-writing and even dancing. But its ok to compare though but with good reasons as to challenge or compliment the person. Let's not deny that we do contribute to these unfavorable and prejudiced comments on certain occassions. Usually, when we simply don't like that performer or individual.

Lets give those newcomers or talent contestants a chance to be whoever they want to be. Along the way, maybe they will discover their own identity or style. Or maybe not. I could care less. Just keep the good music and entertainment comin' in.
Afterall, we are fun-loving people right?
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Posted at 11:00 AM

Wednesday, August 25, 2004

38 Degrees

Was about to wonder if it is the fever/flu season. Then came the rain.
Tossed and turn the whole of last night. Nose was and still blocked.
Had to breathe through the mouth. CPR please! Now my nose is playing 'Lake District'.
Chendol anyone?! *hngrr hngrr hngrr*
Woke up with creased tissue papers all over my bed to my Mom's horror, "Eh bina nangis apesal ?" Before I get to answer that, she sensed from my motionless body which did not even try to get up that it wasn't tears from the eyes that decorated my bed. And my coarse voice is giving the block's Drag Queen a run for his/her money!
If not for the spinning headache, I'll put on 10 inches of pek-ji makeup, body-hugging skimpy look-at-me outfit and run around singing "Diamonds are girls best frienddsssss....".
Look at the weather now. So chilly and cosy. I feel the heat rising in my body.
I should go take a nap now. But Dharma wouldn't agree, "You don't sleep in the rain..you make looovvee in the rain".

Spinning out...*sniff sniff*
...
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Posted at 11:31 AM

Tuesday, August 24, 2004

Incognito Voile

Disappearance comes hand in hand with tribulations.
Usually accompanied by the least expected yet familiar faces.
On the other hand, glorious days need NO invitations.
A simple hello would have been appreciated.
My door had always been open.
Doubtful resentments or just vengeful excuses ?
I took the laughters for granted,
Thinking it would last somehow.
Clearly it still does on the opposite side from where I'm standing .
Blinded by wealth, NONE of you could see me.
..
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Posted at 10:37 AM

Friday, August 20, 2004

Misunderstood Metropolitans'

Heran Tak Heran

Siapa tak kenal aku Joe Black
Dari simpang 73 hingga St 81
Mahu tak mahu kena dengar cakap ku
Pak Hai Tong, Salakau, Ang Sung Tong, Omega
Aku tak gentar
Kalau tak kenal yok boleh cuba
Kalau nak kenal yok boleh cuba yok cuba
Aku tak takut mati dari baby lagi

Aku nampak papaku terajang mamaku
Apa nak heran
Mamaku penagih sejak ku dilahirkan
Tahun kambing, 1979
Papaku kata aku bukan anaknya
Bingitnya telingaku aku lari rumah
Salahkah aku? Katakan padaku 2x
Orang kutuk aku
Papaku pembunuh, mamaku penagih
Aku menangis tak siapa peduli
Aku jatuh bangun semula dan membina empayar
Angkong naga tangan kanan ku
80 gina ikut samaku
Tapi kau, kau kau kau salahkan aku?
Penyebab gejala masyarakat ini…
Dan Kau...
Cakap tak guna tembak tak kena
Asyik nak kutuk asyik nak hina
Mana kau? Bila ku pijak bila ku diludah
Aku bosan aku jemu dengan kata kosong
Banyak cakap banyak pattern tapi tak pernah tolong
Orang susah macam ku dipandang rendah
Buat kecoh buat heboh baru nak dengar?

Heran tak heran
Goyang tak goyang
Gentar tak gentar 2x
Busuk busuk gua tendang

Lagu/lirik: matbal@hotmail.com

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Feeling very the mat lor...
The chorus is just so MAT I can't resist but to share...
What inspired you to write this song ? Ok wrong question..obviously the MATs' & MINAHs' did. Let me rephrase. How you come up with the lyrics ? Personal experience eh ? *LOL*.. kidding. How come the *M&M get all the attention!? Not Fair. No songs for the ferrings ah? (Not speaking for myself :P)

Thank you Iqbal for allowing me to share your 'MAT-STERpiece'!
Enjoy the song guys but the quality not that excellent.

*M&M = Mat & Minah

Posted at 11:59 AM

Thursday, August 19, 2004

Submissive Patron

Took a step back to protect me from the unleashed hell of a woman scorned.
Either you think I'm not strong enough to go through the ordeal or I mean that much that you would not want me to get a slight burn. I would like to believe that you devoted to the latter. After all, the reasons behind your decisions still put me in a favorable place. And there is NO other way I would want my life to be than it is right now. Perhaps thats the 'reason' behind 'everything happens for'. If we had been, I would not have seen the things I did the past few months. Would not have learn certain things too. If we had been, it could have saved me from undesirable circumstances. But as crazy as it sound, I prefer the predicaments thrusted in my way. Not because of the contorted aftermath designed for you by the scorned one, but because that is how immensely content I am with how everything turn out for me regardless the dolorous edges and the bumpy rides. We can choose to let mistakes and adversities borne the constant cynicism and succumb to the weakest moment while resorting to disapproving events. The only way to learn and grow is to experience. Indeed I learnt, grew and experienced. Still learning and forever will be...

Optimists? Not accurately. Just a patron of disguised blessings.

May all goes well for you. InsyaAllah. Friends were what we were and still will be.
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Posted at 3:21 PM

Wednesday, August 18, 2004

IT : Informed Technically

For the technically glitched men ...

Types of Women

HARD-DISK Woman:
She remembers everything, FOREVER.

RAM Woman:
She forgets about you, the moment you turn her off.

WINDOWS Woman:
Everyone knows that she can't do a thing right, but noone can live without her.

EXCEL Woman:
They say she can do a lot of things but you mostly use her for your four basic needs.

SCREENSAVER Woman:
She is good for nothing but at least she is fun!

INTERNET Woman:
Difficult to access.

SERVER Woman:
Always busy when you need her.

MULTIMEDIA Woman:
She makes horrible things look beautiful.

CD-ROM Woman:
She is always faster and faster.

E-MAIL Woman:
Every ten things she says, eight are nonsense.

VIRUS Woman:
Also known as "WIFE"; when you are not expecting her, she comes, installs herself and uses all your resources. If you try to uninstall her you will lose something, if you don't try to uninstall her you will lose everything....
__________________________

Hmmm......Me I'm a SPEAKER. Produce eargasm when you turn me on. *cheeky blink*

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Posted at 1:46 PM

Tuesday, August 17, 2004

. . . Safely Pinned . . .

Posted at 12:28 PM

Monday, August 16, 2004

Sedated by a Dip

Posted at 7:30 AM

Sunday, August 15, 2004

Anti-Graffiti

This is the blardy second time my graffiti account denies me access!
I had to create another account the first time around. What the hell is wrong with my password!!!!!
Graffiti's account is 30 days self-destructable is it?!?!?! No disclaimer on that !!
Is it me? I was able to access it on Friday. Don't tell me I'm using the wrong password 'coz I jolly well know I'm using the correct one.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*Virtually smashing the PC against the wall*

Pissed. Help.

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Posted at 9:50 AM

Friday, August 13, 2004

Execute Program

Posted at 12:59 PM

Tuesday, August 10, 2004

Futile Expedition

Up and down the streets of endless walk. No supplier found!!
Next location. Still ground zero!
So many shapes and sizes and prices. Cannot decide.
"Errr...this one a bit too large.... This one not air tight.... This a bit too small...
the material too soft... the material too hard... the base is roundish... the base is too large...
cannot fill in enough.... maybe this one has a bit of extra space.... this one so expensive ah...
this one cheap but the height is too low... this one ok but not fancy ..... "

Blaarrghh!!!!
Exhausted. Thirsty. Wobbly knee. Aching back.
(At least some calories were barbequed)


**Fade out....

Posted at 7:58 PM

Saturday, August 07, 2004

~ My Way Home ~

Eyes wide open looking at the distance
It has been fifteen miles
And I still can't stop walking
Twist and turn will this ever end
Everywhere I go, there's a new revelation
Flashing a glimpse of the long forgotten illusion

Closed my eyes but I can still see the colors of life
Endless complication with no explanation
With a little less that makes so much more
Learning to embrace the liberation and relief
Making me smile and only believe
The hunger that burns will never be mistreated

On the way down one way street
Someone is waiting for me with a new beginning
We'll get to the end of this quest with no retreat
When that night comes I'll be ready to take the leap
Through a complete edge that brings meaning to mystery
And find the answers to why the blue sky is blue
And what are dreams really made of

Posted at 9:19 AM

Thursday, August 05, 2004

The Real McCoy

Posted at 11:08 AM

Tuesday, August 03, 2004

Troubadour

Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forgotten
Among the leaves hast never known
The weariness, the fever, and the fret
Here, where men sit and hear each other groan
Where palsy shakes a few sad last grey hairs
Where youth grows pale, and spectre-thin then dies
Where but to think is to be full of sorrow
And leaden-eyed despairs,
Where Beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes
Or new love pine at them beyond tomorrow

I cannot see what flowers are at my feet
Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs
But in embalmed darkness guess each sweet
Where the seasonable month endows
The grass, the cricket, and the pastoral eglantine
Fast fading violets covered up in leaves
And mid-May's eldest child
The coming musk-rose full of dewy wine
The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves

Posted at 7:19 AM

Monday, August 02, 2004

Deliberately Dense

3. Unresponsive

4. Nonchalant

5. Apathetic

6. Indurated

7. Insipid

8. Jaded

9. Disenchanted

10. Did I mention UNINTERESTED??

Inablity to comprehend, call 1900-Ass-Prickers.
Each call costs $9.99 per/min.
Callers under the age of 23 must seek parental consent.

Posted at 12:35 PM

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