So much night time traffic. A car comes and drops off one. Leaves, into the night. Another passes, back from the dark. There's a glitter in its windshield, the glare from another's headlights. Off,the third, under the moonlight. Here comes the fourth. My ride :) and I'm off to the cinemas.
Living the university life, most of us having originated not from JB, we find ourselves on our own two feet. Life of hostelites without the restrictions of hostel-life. We come and go as we please. We sleep and wake in whose ever room we choose. We literally eat, pray and love together in this town so far away from our families.
Who would have known that this life, would give me so much stress? Some times, it feels as if I'm floating around. A driftwood in a torrential river, being beaten and pulled along by the currents. Having to juggle school, others and self just overwhelms my being. In dealing with all of them, I am unable to handle a single one of it.
And then there are times when I just feel so grounded. When I look around me and realise if this is where I am right now, then damn I've done good. And it makes me smile from my liver and spleen.
Most often, it is never the achievements or the plans I've made. The books I've read nor the signatures I've accumulated. Most often, it is the faces around me that anchors me to live. I've been over this so many times, over and over again like nagging mother. But honestly, when can you ever stop being grateful for the friends you've had, especially with friends like mine. And if you're able to answer that with a definitive date, then my friend, you ungrateful bastard.
It's 3am and I just got back from the movies. I've been so screwed in my head these past few days. So many hours of back and forth, not knowing which way is coming or going. Those times when you think surely, this must be the end. That somehow some lightning will strike me down and end my misery soon. It's hard to describe how I felt, except with the words miserable.
Then I went to the movies with Pat, and I'm back to reality. I haven't been able to smile this genuinely, with an empty mind, for quite some time now.
We, at least I do... I like to think we are self sufficient. I know I cannot be an island. But sometimes I think hey, maybe I'm at least a peninsula. Then moments like these arrive where I'm able to just sit back, relax and be myself in the company of another. To let go of doubts and fears and accept who I am... Empty your mind in the garden, right? It feels great to be in the midst of like-minded company.
I don't want to be an island anymore. I want to be an archipelago.
:D note to self: immerse yourself.
Saturday, October 9
Saturday, September 18
Memory
It's funny how I totally forgot I had this blog. It took me so long to remember the title of it.
In a way, I was reintroduced to my own blog when I decided to comment on my friend's? Haha. Life and its mysterious ways.
Reading about what I wrote in previous posts, I figured it's not that bad an idea to keep a blog after all. With such a horrible thing called "memory", I guess black and white are the way to go.
If anybody happens to be reading this. Just know that I'm just writing as a reminder to myself of what's going on here and now. Guess some feelings are too precious to let slip away. So if it makes you think why the hell am I even writing something as insignificant as this, then well... It was significant for me :)
Anyways, it's been a year since I've been in JB. My ego-pride tells me I shall hate this city with the very last osteocyte in my bones but honestly, it ain't that horrible after all. Our perception of our environment is heavily influenced by our emotions. And, at least for me, my emotions have been heavily influenced by friends this year. Yes, it's a strange word, isn't it. Friend. I guess one day, I'm gonna have to dictionary up what it actually means. But this year, I seem to have found it in quite a few faces. And I'm the better off for it.
I never really realised how stuck I was prior to this. In my own world. In my own thoughts. My judgmental ways. My life was like a production line, I sit and keep moving forward while 'parts' are added to me. But I'm never really shown what other things I could have been. At least until this year. Exposure is always good. It builds immunity. Reading my previous posts, and also a few other from other blogs, I couldn't help but think I've come a long way.
And in more sense than one. I do feel that I have somehow lost my spark. A glitter, perhaps. My sense of humour worn thin. The mindset I used to hold from way back when seems to have been more lively, gung-ho. Yes it was naive to think I'm invincible, but I do feel that's a better way to live than bearing the thoughts "what might have been". A lack of spontaneity allows fungus to grow on my unchallenged mind. Having observed this, I am currently attempting to salvage what's left. Some times, all the thinking and planning we make for our futures, filled with white pickets fences and insurance plans. What do all that come down to? Life hands you a lemon when you planned for a melon and that's it. There goes everything down the drain. So while it is advisable, and admirable, to have plans, I've come to understand that the inability to let go of it when our path changes just shows a lack of adaptability. Set a goal, start moving towards it and take everything on the way with a sense of poise. And always have a knife ready to cut up some lemons on a hot sunny day.
When I say let go, I don't just mean letting go of the plan. I just mean... Let go. Really. Move on. It's not that scary after all. Especially when you have friends like mine. :)
And this post is dedicated to the people who have played a major hand in my development this year, namely Patrik Ho. Who would have known a kid with half a pea brain could have brought about so much change eh? And of course there are the girls that I've been able to get to know better too, Aliya, Cath, Yvonne, Becca. Then there're the gym buddies, Dan and Johann.
I know you'll never get to read this, but it doesn't matter. I just want to remind the future me that at this moment, I'm filled with gratitude to walk in your company.
In a way, I was reintroduced to my own blog when I decided to comment on my friend's? Haha. Life and its mysterious ways.
Reading about what I wrote in previous posts, I figured it's not that bad an idea to keep a blog after all. With such a horrible thing called "memory", I guess black and white are the way to go.
If anybody happens to be reading this. Just know that I'm just writing as a reminder to myself of what's going on here and now. Guess some feelings are too precious to let slip away. So if it makes you think why the hell am I even writing something as insignificant as this, then well... It was significant for me :)
Anyways, it's been a year since I've been in JB. My ego-pride tells me I shall hate this city with the very last osteocyte in my bones but honestly, it ain't that horrible after all. Our perception of our environment is heavily influenced by our emotions. And, at least for me, my emotions have been heavily influenced by friends this year. Yes, it's a strange word, isn't it. Friend. I guess one day, I'm gonna have to dictionary up what it actually means. But this year, I seem to have found it in quite a few faces. And I'm the better off for it.
I never really realised how stuck I was prior to this. In my own world. In my own thoughts. My judgmental ways. My life was like a production line, I sit and keep moving forward while 'parts' are added to me. But I'm never really shown what other things I could have been. At least until this year. Exposure is always good. It builds immunity. Reading my previous posts, and also a few other from other blogs, I couldn't help but think I've come a long way.
And in more sense than one. I do feel that I have somehow lost my spark. A glitter, perhaps. My sense of humour worn thin. The mindset I used to hold from way back when seems to have been more lively, gung-ho. Yes it was naive to think I'm invincible, but I do feel that's a better way to live than bearing the thoughts "what might have been". A lack of spontaneity allows fungus to grow on my unchallenged mind. Having observed this, I am currently attempting to salvage what's left. Some times, all the thinking and planning we make for our futures, filled with white pickets fences and insurance plans. What do all that come down to? Life hands you a lemon when you planned for a melon and that's it. There goes everything down the drain. So while it is advisable, and admirable, to have plans, I've come to understand that the inability to let go of it when our path changes just shows a lack of adaptability. Set a goal, start moving towards it and take everything on the way with a sense of poise. And always have a knife ready to cut up some lemons on a hot sunny day.
When I say let go, I don't just mean letting go of the plan. I just mean... Let go. Really. Move on. It's not that scary after all. Especially when you have friends like mine. :)
And this post is dedicated to the people who have played a major hand in my development this year, namely Patrik Ho. Who would have known a kid with half a pea brain could have brought about so much change eh? And of course there are the girls that I've been able to get to know better too, Aliya, Cath, Yvonne, Becca. Then there're the gym buddies, Dan and Johann.
I know you'll never get to read this, but it doesn't matter. I just want to remind the future me that at this moment, I'm filled with gratitude to walk in your company.
Wednesday, September 15
Lub-dub
Sometimes, I wonder if my heart is too big for my body to contain.
When I'm lying in the still of the night.
When darkness and silence is all that I am.
I can feel my chest moving.
With every contraction of my heart, it moves.
And my whole body moves along to it.
I hear it in my ears.
I feel it in my finger tips.
My arms and neck pulsates to it.
My abdomen dances with it.
And my whole body moves, a slave under it.
The sound of my own heartbeat overcomes this silence.
And I am reminded that in this darkness,
I am alone.
But within myself, this heart beats.
And it gives me the strength to stand.
Wednesday, December 9
Why
The more I read and the more I think, the more I find this life unsubstantial. And the beliefs that we hold, foolish at best.
Why do so many people believe in something as unbelievable as god? Why are people so quick to not question and not argue about the existence of something so omnipotent that it is simply impossible? Why do some people go to the extent of killing others for such an immature belief?
I find it disgusting. The image of lives lost. Dead. Gone. And to what end? So some psychotic schizophrenic and go around preaching about hatred and violence masked as some great attempt to save human beings and instill universal love?
I find it unfair that religion is pressed upon a child when he/she is first born. Isn't it a bit ridiculous that you get to choose what job you'll take, who you'll marry, the friends you'll make, the place you'll live and work in, what hobby you want and to an extent, even what citizenship you want to hold but somehow, you are not allowed to choose the one thing that will probably govern your belief about life and death and the beyond - religion?
Why do we let something that dictates the eradication of people who are not alike - gays, transsexuals, people of other religion, people who challenge the foundations of a certain religion? Why do we let something that systematically belittle roughly half of our population into nothing more than baby carrying containers made to serve, love and dedicate themselves to the existence of her husband roam large and loud? Why do we practise the freedom of choice and human rights in so many things but not in this?
Why do so many people believe in something as unbelievable as god? Why are people so quick to not question and not argue about the existence of something so omnipotent that it is simply impossible? Why do some people go to the extent of killing others for such an immature belief?
I find it disgusting. The image of lives lost. Dead. Gone. And to what end? So some psychotic schizophrenic and go around preaching about hatred and violence masked as some great attempt to save human beings and instill universal love?
I find it unfair that religion is pressed upon a child when he/she is first born. Isn't it a bit ridiculous that you get to choose what job you'll take, who you'll marry, the friends you'll make, the place you'll live and work in, what hobby you want and to an extent, even what citizenship you want to hold but somehow, you are not allowed to choose the one thing that will probably govern your belief about life and death and the beyond - religion?
Why do we let something that dictates the eradication of people who are not alike - gays, transsexuals, people of other religion, people who challenge the foundations of a certain religion? Why do we let something that systematically belittle roughly half of our population into nothing more than baby carrying containers made to serve, love and dedicate themselves to the existence of her husband roam large and loud? Why do we practise the freedom of choice and human rights in so many things but not in this?
Saturday, August 29
Stellar
The sky is so clear tonight, the stars shine brightly on.
The moon smiles, incomplete in its form but never shy.
The thing is, the stars and the moon has always been there. We've just been too clouded to see its beauty. Only ever once in a while do we bother looking up on a clear day to find our sights blessed by this scene.
Life is alright, after all.
I guess maybe that's why people who meditate are happier. They see pass the curtains of our daily living and see the point in life. Remember to breathe. Remember we exist for ourselves. Remember that the answer is within us.
Maybe people didn't get it when Dr. Arul tried to show this to us during his little prep talk after revision class. I guess what he meant was that the stars were there when he was our age and they're still there right here, right now.
See, only problem is, our hearts and mind aren't. We're not the same kids who grew up back then and we will never be. It's ridiculous to expect us to toil away under the sun just as they did and not know what a computer means just like they did. At the same time, I guess both our generation and theirs ask the same question.
Are the benefits we get really worth the sacrifices we make?
Sure, retrieving and staying connected is now easier. Getting from one place from another is a mere "sit" away. The only thing standing between you and that Gucci handbag is that plastic card.
But look at the other side of the coin too, my child.
Identity theft looms big and bright. And if you don't get it stolen, you get it confused.
Who am I. What am I. Where am I.
Do I define my looks by what the uber-skinny / shaven muscular models look like? Am I only pretty when I conform to their standards?
Am I nothing more than the plastic skin I wear? Do you really see me as just that?
In our achievement of reducing time spend travelling by making things go faster, we pass by the sceneries and the trees on the side of the highways faster too. But then again, faced with the trichromatic, monotonous side views that our highways provide, why would we want to slow down anyway?
What happened to the roses my friend. We trampled them to death when we made highways and bypassed the small towns filled with life and vibrancy and replaced them with time. Time we will not spend enjoying life anyway because now that you're at your destination faster, you need to get moving again.
I think many people think me shallow when I say I can't stand guys who dress a certain way or look a certain way. But then I guess I fall prey to the notion that females are meant to be objectified and made to look pretty.
Ironic, seeing as I consider myself a strong advocate of feminism.
The thing is, I held my view that despite the countless hours and monies the female gender spend trying to please their little hearts by dolling themselves up, I could always count on the men to skip the unnecessaries and stick to the raw deal. Be gone old fools.
Live our lives chasing after not powder nor cloth, but finding the true beauty in a meaningful conversation, a good adventure, a great life lived.
One day, you will grow old, the skin on your face shall wrinkle and you will find hair growing where it should not and find muscle disappearing from where they should be. And when that day comes, tell me friend, does it really matter?
Will you find joy in looking at a photograph and think "Man, I look good."
Or will you find integrity in the picture of you standing high on a mountain that you just conquered on foot, or looking at the deeds you have done in your life.
So when I say I have a problem with guys who dress a certain way, I don't mean I disagree with how they supposedly push the boundaries of fashion but in pure truth are just following the path of those before them. When I say I can't take it, I mean I can't take them all. Maybe this is my folly for not seeing your point of view. And in a certain way, I do get annoyed even when I'm made to wait for a girl make up and get ready when I could spend the time not waiting... So the same goes for both sexes I guess.
The answers to your questions can be found in this world without the need to include the supernatural.
The truth to this life can be found in each others hearts.
The meaning behind our existence lies not outside, but inside.
Stop running away from life. Stop chasing after life.
Start living your life.
The moon smiles, incomplete in its form but never shy.
The thing is, the stars and the moon has always been there. We've just been too clouded to see its beauty. Only ever once in a while do we bother looking up on a clear day to find our sights blessed by this scene.
Life is alright, after all.
I guess maybe that's why people who meditate are happier. They see pass the curtains of our daily living and see the point in life. Remember to breathe. Remember we exist for ourselves. Remember that the answer is within us.
Maybe people didn't get it when Dr. Arul tried to show this to us during his little prep talk after revision class. I guess what he meant was that the stars were there when he was our age and they're still there right here, right now.
See, only problem is, our hearts and mind aren't. We're not the same kids who grew up back then and we will never be. It's ridiculous to expect us to toil away under the sun just as they did and not know what a computer means just like they did. At the same time, I guess both our generation and theirs ask the same question.
Are the benefits we get really worth the sacrifices we make?
Sure, retrieving and staying connected is now easier. Getting from one place from another is a mere "sit" away. The only thing standing between you and that Gucci handbag is that plastic card.
But look at the other side of the coin too, my child.
Identity theft looms big and bright. And if you don't get it stolen, you get it confused.
Who am I. What am I. Where am I.
Do I define my looks by what the uber-skinny / shaven muscular models look like? Am I only pretty when I conform to their standards?
Am I nothing more than the plastic skin I wear? Do you really see me as just that?
In our achievement of reducing time spend travelling by making things go faster, we pass by the sceneries and the trees on the side of the highways faster too. But then again, faced with the trichromatic, monotonous side views that our highways provide, why would we want to slow down anyway?
What happened to the roses my friend. We trampled them to death when we made highways and bypassed the small towns filled with life and vibrancy and replaced them with time. Time we will not spend enjoying life anyway because now that you're at your destination faster, you need to get moving again.
I think many people think me shallow when I say I can't stand guys who dress a certain way or look a certain way. But then I guess I fall prey to the notion that females are meant to be objectified and made to look pretty.
Ironic, seeing as I consider myself a strong advocate of feminism.
The thing is, I held my view that despite the countless hours and monies the female gender spend trying to please their little hearts by dolling themselves up, I could always count on the men to skip the unnecessaries and stick to the raw deal. Be gone old fools.
Live our lives chasing after not powder nor cloth, but finding the true beauty in a meaningful conversation, a good adventure, a great life lived.
One day, you will grow old, the skin on your face shall wrinkle and you will find hair growing where it should not and find muscle disappearing from where they should be. And when that day comes, tell me friend, does it really matter?
Will you find joy in looking at a photograph and think "Man, I look good."
Or will you find integrity in the picture of you standing high on a mountain that you just conquered on foot, or looking at the deeds you have done in your life.
So when I say I have a problem with guys who dress a certain way, I don't mean I disagree with how they supposedly push the boundaries of fashion but in pure truth are just following the path of those before them. When I say I can't take it, I mean I can't take them all. Maybe this is my folly for not seeing your point of view. And in a certain way, I do get annoyed even when I'm made to wait for a girl make up and get ready when I could spend the time not waiting... So the same goes for both sexes I guess.
The answers to your questions can be found in this world without the need to include the supernatural.
The truth to this life can be found in each others hearts.
The meaning behind our existence lies not outside, but inside.
Stop running away from life. Stop chasing after life.
Start living your life.
Monday, June 15
I don't know much
What I'm about to say probably won't go down well with people. And for that I'm grateful that mine is a heck of an unpopular blog. I feel like I've been having so much to say but for fear of reproach of the frowns of others I have kept it all in me. Don't judge me for the thoughts that run cuckoo in my head, for the mind is like wild horses that once set loose will not be tamed.
What I have to say is about religion, creation, evolution, and chance.
So if you are one who is sensitive about these issues then for the sake of not despising me, and for the sake of remaining friends, I urge you to stop reading. My mother has always said, religion should be the last thing friends talk about. And I've always believed that religion should be a private affair that should not dictate any part of our lives other than the "religion" compartment. And it is a shame that in most parts of the world, religion is a major driving force for politics. And if you're wondering if I believe this then why am I writing this here? Well, it is MY blog. And like I said, it IS unpopular.
First of all, let's start with what fueled these thoughts in me.
I read a book that said "Science will answer the when and where of life's existence, but only god can answer the why."
Which got me thinking. Why are we here? I did put much thought into this. But then I realised, I'm thankful that science cannot and will never answer this question (hopefully) because the truth is, if science answered it it would be a homogeneous answer. And I refuse to accept that we all exist for the purpose of one. I believe in freedom, and I think it is right for every one of us to pursue our own dreams and set our own goals. Also, for there to be an answer to that question, it suggests an intelligence behind it. Like the tree grows in the direction of the sunlight to receive the optimum amount of it. But, to say there's an answer to the "why" of our existence would mean we were "created", or so to speak.
Now let's delve a little further into the subject of "creation" or as the more versed atheist / evolutionists will call it, "intelligent design". As I have pointed out just now, notice that the word "intelligent" is there to differentiate it against the puny "design". For those of you wondering what the differences are, Darwin believed in design. The first time I heard this I was shocked. The guy who theorised the basis of evolution believes in design? However, after explanation from my dad, I understood what it meant. What he meant was that who we are today is not by chance. Why are there no mono-eyed quadri-handed humans today? I mean at least in the normal population. Because it does not tie in with survival. It disadvantages and at the same time holds no extra advantage that will promote our survival. So it does not happen. And who or what decides that such a creature shall not exist? The designer. And who is this designer? The oh-so-notorious genes. In a way, it makes sense. The selfish gene, remember? It excludes the unwanted and retains the needed. Evolution did not happen by chance. Mutation, the differentiation of one gene sequence to another, THAT happened by chance. But the retention of this mutation which lead to evolution happened by selection. Selection pressure and natural selection, I'm sure we've all learned this in college.
But this explanation begets another question, where did the innocent gene come from? What marks the beginning of DNA?
The easy answer to this would be "intelligent design". An intelligent omnipotent being created the DNA that lead on to life form. However let me state that omnipotence is highly improbable because for arguments' sake, an omnipotent being would be able to create a shield that cannot be pierced, and create a spear that can pierce ANYTHING in the world. So when 2 such things collide, what happens? What happens is that two such things do not exist because omnipotence is a farce. Let's divulge from this topic and consider the two most popular religions on earth - Christianity and Islam. However, living in this country, I will not comment on the latter to safeguard myself and because, in a way, they are brothers in arm so let us just discuss the former. It says god, also known as the intelligent designer in this text, created men in his image and made women from the rib of the men. And let's not forget that the creation of earth and the sun and everything else happened in 7 days. Honestly, if he designed the DNA and let it evolve into a human, then first off he must be lazy for just starting off with the DNA and sitting back to relax. Second, how is creating a DNA in the "image of himself", and what makes you think that MEN evolved first before women. On second thought, maybe this intelligent designer is a DNA, so creating DNA would be in line with both theories. But it said the intelligent designer created men and not DNA. Hmmm, this subject requires further thinking. But let us just be clear that whatever plausible evolution and big bang that happened did not happen in 7 days.
Let's go back to the topic of DNA. Now one must ask, where does the DNA come from. But let's go further back and ask, where does "life" come from? The so-called abiogenesis.
The thing here is, for life as we know it to exist, the first component that must happen is the cell membrane. As we all know, the only "living" organisms without either are viruses but then again, can we even consider them as alive?
So cell membranes... For a wall to encircle something, first there must be something to be encircled, right? So now we have protoplasm. Now one would ask, where does this protoplasm come from? When did the interactions and connections between the organic and inorganic materials start? And where exactly did this "first-formed" entity come from?
Some theorise that this came from meteorites. And may I stress that it is a theory? So there was a big bang and there were solid masses that existed. Then there were "embolus" of these masses and meteorites happened. And we go back to DNA. DNA are nucleic acids that direct the formation of proteins which are amino acids, right? So well, amino acids are mere chemicals that can form or degrade without the need for "life". In chemistry one does not often consider life. However, life is impossible without chemistry. So another question would be, where does the amino acid come from? So this is where meteorites come in. Apparently it carried matters upon it and it arrived and if you ask me further I do not know what to say any more because honestly, I'm not ready to gain a thesis in this field. However, what I can tell you, and hopefully you'll take this message and continue thinking and maybe against all odds one day I'll be able to say "that person who theorised such and such was my classmate". Anyway, what I can tell you is that stromatolites are currently considered to be the earliest forms of living organisms on earth, existing since 3.5 billion years ago. It is said that first, anaerobic bacteria formed, and it cleaved whatever it reacted with and oxygen was formed. And then aerobes appeared. This does tie in well with the theory that photosynthesis existed since 2.4billion years ago, and that stromatolites can photosynthesise. The one bizarre thing we must keep in mind when considering all this is that before the start of life, EVERYTHING was sterile. So whatever happened, happened in a land of sterility with no microbes and so on. By 2.4 billion years ago there were stable isotopes of carbon, iron and so on, making widespread life on earth possible. Not quite 10,000 years ago, I understand, but more science based at least.
Another theory is that "life" came on the meteorites, and not just mere amino acids or chemicals. And by this I don't mean aliens. I know this is starting to sound like scientology but I guess there's a reason that line of thought is gaining popularity... Life arrived on earth and it reacted with the earth and yada yada yada. But so where did this life come from? Haha. Maybe that's why intelligent design attracts people. It requires so little thinking. It is as if everything has already been written for us and all we have to do is read and accept and have faith.
I just relised I've gone a long way to not answer anything at all. But I think this is my way of mourning the fact that our schools and our government is too ignorant to teach and advocate such scientific lines of thought. I guess this is where the "religion should stay religious only" line of thinking comes in. I mean even if we're considering intelligent design, one should always question where the intelligence came from. The truth is I am open to the possibility of this designer, however I need the proof for this. And no I do not consider the "because it cannot be disproved hence it must be true" theory a legitimate one. Just because you cannot disprove that I am the amazing manisfestation of god that appeared in my mother's womb to spread the message of love does not mean that it is true. I am open to the subject of belief, however faith is not my field. And as we all know, faith is blind. And when a blind man leads the blind, the case of the blinds feeling up an elephant ensues.
So people, go forth now and think about life. Buddha once said that the origin of life is too far gone to be seen by men. And in a way it is true. 3.5 billion years is a heck of a long time. Even if we were able to create life from the sterile labs, it does not mean that that's how it happened, it merely means that such a method of creation is possible. However, that does not mean that we cannot theorise.
What I have to say is about religion, creation, evolution, and chance.
So if you are one who is sensitive about these issues then for the sake of not despising me, and for the sake of remaining friends, I urge you to stop reading. My mother has always said, religion should be the last thing friends talk about. And I've always believed that religion should be a private affair that should not dictate any part of our lives other than the "religion" compartment. And it is a shame that in most parts of the world, religion is a major driving force for politics. And if you're wondering if I believe this then why am I writing this here? Well, it is MY blog. And like I said, it IS unpopular.
First of all, let's start with what fueled these thoughts in me.
I read a book that said "Science will answer the when and where of life's existence, but only god can answer the why."
Which got me thinking. Why are we here? I did put much thought into this. But then I realised, I'm thankful that science cannot and will never answer this question (hopefully) because the truth is, if science answered it it would be a homogeneous answer. And I refuse to accept that we all exist for the purpose of one. I believe in freedom, and I think it is right for every one of us to pursue our own dreams and set our own goals. Also, for there to be an answer to that question, it suggests an intelligence behind it. Like the tree grows in the direction of the sunlight to receive the optimum amount of it. But, to say there's an answer to the "why" of our existence would mean we were "created", or so to speak.
Now let's delve a little further into the subject of "creation" or as the more versed atheist / evolutionists will call it, "intelligent design". As I have pointed out just now, notice that the word "intelligent" is there to differentiate it against the puny "design". For those of you wondering what the differences are, Darwin believed in design. The first time I heard this I was shocked. The guy who theorised the basis of evolution believes in design? However, after explanation from my dad, I understood what it meant. What he meant was that who we are today is not by chance. Why are there no mono-eyed quadri-handed humans today? I mean at least in the normal population. Because it does not tie in with survival. It disadvantages and at the same time holds no extra advantage that will promote our survival. So it does not happen. And who or what decides that such a creature shall not exist? The designer. And who is this designer? The oh-so-notorious genes. In a way, it makes sense. The selfish gene, remember? It excludes the unwanted and retains the needed. Evolution did not happen by chance. Mutation, the differentiation of one gene sequence to another, THAT happened by chance. But the retention of this mutation which lead to evolution happened by selection. Selection pressure and natural selection, I'm sure we've all learned this in college.
But this explanation begets another question, where did the innocent gene come from? What marks the beginning of DNA?
The easy answer to this would be "intelligent design". An intelligent omnipotent being created the DNA that lead on to life form. However let me state that omnipotence is highly improbable because for arguments' sake, an omnipotent being would be able to create a shield that cannot be pierced, and create a spear that can pierce ANYTHING in the world. So when 2 such things collide, what happens? What happens is that two such things do not exist because omnipotence is a farce. Let's divulge from this topic and consider the two most popular religions on earth - Christianity and Islam. However, living in this country, I will not comment on the latter to safeguard myself and because, in a way, they are brothers in arm so let us just discuss the former. It says god, also known as the intelligent designer in this text, created men in his image and made women from the rib of the men. And let's not forget that the creation of earth and the sun and everything else happened in 7 days. Honestly, if he designed the DNA and let it evolve into a human, then first off he must be lazy for just starting off with the DNA and sitting back to relax. Second, how is creating a DNA in the "image of himself", and what makes you think that MEN evolved first before women. On second thought, maybe this intelligent designer is a DNA, so creating DNA would be in line with both theories. But it said the intelligent designer created men and not DNA. Hmmm, this subject requires further thinking. But let us just be clear that whatever plausible evolution and big bang that happened did not happen in 7 days.
Let's go back to the topic of DNA. Now one must ask, where does the DNA come from. But let's go further back and ask, where does "life" come from? The so-called abiogenesis.
The thing here is, for life as we know it to exist, the first component that must happen is the cell membrane. As we all know, the only "living" organisms without either are viruses but then again, can we even consider them as alive?
So cell membranes... For a wall to encircle something, first there must be something to be encircled, right? So now we have protoplasm. Now one would ask, where does this protoplasm come from? When did the interactions and connections between the organic and inorganic materials start? And where exactly did this "first-formed" entity come from?
Some theorise that this came from meteorites. And may I stress that it is a theory? So there was a big bang and there were solid masses that existed. Then there were "embolus" of these masses and meteorites happened. And we go back to DNA. DNA are nucleic acids that direct the formation of proteins which are amino acids, right? So well, amino acids are mere chemicals that can form or degrade without the need for "life". In chemistry one does not often consider life. However, life is impossible without chemistry. So another question would be, where does the amino acid come from? So this is where meteorites come in. Apparently it carried matters upon it and it arrived and if you ask me further I do not know what to say any more because honestly, I'm not ready to gain a thesis in this field. However, what I can tell you, and hopefully you'll take this message and continue thinking and maybe against all odds one day I'll be able to say "that person who theorised such and such was my classmate". Anyway, what I can tell you is that stromatolites are currently considered to be the earliest forms of living organisms on earth, existing since 3.5 billion years ago. It is said that first, anaerobic bacteria formed, and it cleaved whatever it reacted with and oxygen was formed. And then aerobes appeared. This does tie in well with the theory that photosynthesis existed since 2.4billion years ago, and that stromatolites can photosynthesise. The one bizarre thing we must keep in mind when considering all this is that before the start of life, EVERYTHING was sterile. So whatever happened, happened in a land of sterility with no microbes and so on. By 2.4 billion years ago there were stable isotopes of carbon, iron and so on, making widespread life on earth possible. Not quite 10,000 years ago, I understand, but more science based at least.
Another theory is that "life" came on the meteorites, and not just mere amino acids or chemicals. And by this I don't mean aliens. I know this is starting to sound like scientology but I guess there's a reason that line of thought is gaining popularity... Life arrived on earth and it reacted with the earth and yada yada yada. But so where did this life come from? Haha. Maybe that's why intelligent design attracts people. It requires so little thinking. It is as if everything has already been written for us and all we have to do is read and accept and have faith.
I just relised I've gone a long way to not answer anything at all. But I think this is my way of mourning the fact that our schools and our government is too ignorant to teach and advocate such scientific lines of thought. I guess this is where the "religion should stay religious only" line of thinking comes in. I mean even if we're considering intelligent design, one should always question where the intelligence came from. The truth is I am open to the possibility of this designer, however I need the proof for this. And no I do not consider the "because it cannot be disproved hence it must be true" theory a legitimate one. Just because you cannot disprove that I am the amazing manisfestation of god that appeared in my mother's womb to spread the message of love does not mean that it is true. I am open to the subject of belief, however faith is not my field. And as we all know, faith is blind. And when a blind man leads the blind, the case of the blinds feeling up an elephant ensues.
So people, go forth now and think about life. Buddha once said that the origin of life is too far gone to be seen by men. And in a way it is true. 3.5 billion years is a heck of a long time. Even if we were able to create life from the sterile labs, it does not mean that that's how it happened, it merely means that such a method of creation is possible. However, that does not mean that we cannot theorise.
Sunday, May 31
Ponder Upon The Pond
A lot of bands led by singers who say the same things and say a lot of things and say pretty much nothing at all. It was sad to watch them miss the chance. The opportunity. Miss the moment to say real things, to invite people to think or feel or ask a question or believe.
Maybe this applies to all of us.
It has been said that all the world's a stage. We all have an audience. We all have some kind of influence. We all have a story and a voice. Our lives are our songs. Our hearts are our songs. It's OK to ask real questions. It's OK to say real things.
Let's make things that matter and move.
Let's chase after those things as well.
Maybe this applies to all of us.
It has been said that all the world's a stage. We all have an audience. We all have some kind of influence. We all have a story and a voice. Our lives are our songs. Our hearts are our songs. It's OK to ask real questions. It's OK to say real things.
Let's make things that matter and move.
Let's chase after those things as well.
Sunday, April 19
Dear Sir
According to Sivalal.. I need me some chiropracting!
This is seriously gonna be the easiest slide for me to remember....
Just for record's sake. This is the fourth night in a row I'm sleeping this late. OMG I have no lifeeee! *gasp*
Saturday, April 4
Change Your Mind
It has been AGES since I last blogged here.
Yes, that does mean I've been blogging elsewhere. Muahahahaha.
Anyways, what spurred today's sudden post you might ask?
Well let me tell you. Yup yup, that's what I'll do.
Tell you!
First and foremost, let me start by saying this.
Yap Lee Shan! You tricked me!!! You said you were coming this weekend! You useless bugger!
And now the main reason for blogging.
I got bored studying.
I'm kidding.
OK I wasn't. But that sounds bad.
Today my aunt from Burma reached Malaysia :)
I didn't talk about her last visit but basically she was diagnosed with breast cancer (BRCA for you meddies) near the end of last year and decided to do her mastectomy in Burma and the idiotic anaesthesiologist nearly killed her / gave her brain damage with this moronic skills. After that, my mom convinced her to take her subsequent treatment in M'sia from my dad.
When she arrived for her first course of treatment she was so frail and slow.
"Slow?" you would think.
Well, she's normally one of those hyperfast walking if something crops up now she would have done it yesterday kinda lady so seeing her walking slower than me... It was a total shock. I didn't know what to do how to react how to treat her. Through her first stay her mood got better but she was still so patient-ish.
But now, on her second visit. The moment she got out of the arrival hall she was all chirpy and stuff. She was complaining non-stop about how the custom lady was "inconveniencing" her (you know lah old aunties), about how she's glad to be finally "let free" yada yada. Then she immediately opened her luggages and start giving me and my brother all the food she brought for us and kept giving my mom the "I don't care what you say I'm still gonna give them all this food" glances (to my delight lah).
And later on the way to the car she started trying to justify why her luggage was so heavy going like "You people living in M'sia don't have so many of this and that food, how do you expect me to not bring them for you. I know you said you want 1kg only but aiya bring 1kg and 5kg whats the difference never mind lah come come just put it in put it in."
Haha.
The main point here is.
She's doing better.
And I'm so glad.... :D
Yes, that does mean I've been blogging elsewhere. Muahahahaha.
Anyways, what spurred today's sudden post you might ask?
Well let me tell you. Yup yup, that's what I'll do.
Tell you!
First and foremost, let me start by saying this.
Yap Lee Shan! You tricked me!!! You said you were coming this weekend! You useless bugger!
And now the main reason for blogging.
I got bored studying.
I'm kidding.
OK I wasn't. But that sounds bad.
Today my aunt from Burma reached Malaysia :)
I didn't talk about her last visit but basically she was diagnosed with breast cancer (BRCA for you meddies) near the end of last year and decided to do her mastectomy in Burma and the idiotic anaesthesiologist nearly killed her / gave her brain damage with this moronic skills. After that, my mom convinced her to take her subsequent treatment in M'sia from my dad.
When she arrived for her first course of treatment she was so frail and slow.
"Slow?" you would think.
Well, she's normally one of those hyperfast walking if something crops up now she would have done it yesterday kinda lady so seeing her walking slower than me... It was a total shock. I didn't know what to do how to react how to treat her. Through her first stay her mood got better but she was still so patient-ish.
But now, on her second visit. The moment she got out of the arrival hall she was all chirpy and stuff. She was complaining non-stop about how the custom lady was "inconveniencing" her (you know lah old aunties), about how she's glad to be finally "let free" yada yada. Then she immediately opened her luggages and start giving me and my brother all the food she brought for us and kept giving my mom the "I don't care what you say I'm still gonna give them all this food" glances (to my delight lah).
And later on the way to the car she started trying to justify why her luggage was so heavy going like "You people living in M'sia don't have so many of this and that food, how do you expect me to not bring them for you. I know you said you want 1kg only but aiya bring 1kg and 5kg whats the difference never mind lah come come just put it in put it in."
Haha.
The main point here is.
She's doing better.
And I'm so glad.... :D
Sunday, February 22
Humerus
If people say you're crazy, be patient.
If they say you're a monkey, relax.
If they say you're stupid, be cool.
But if they say "Wow, you're cute!".....
Slap them! They're lying!
If they say you're a monkey, relax.
If they say you're stupid, be cool.
But if they say "Wow, you're cute!".....
Slap them! They're lying!
Saturday, February 7
Gentlemen Prefers Blondes
A man being rich is like a lady being pretty. You won't marry her for it but it sure doesn't hurt that she is, does it?
Wednesday, February 4
I Never Promised You A Ray of Light
My birthday is near. In case none of you realised... It's like... I don't really know what day today is. I know it's Wednesday lah cause it's basketball day but I meant I don't know the date so I can't really calculate how far my birthday is from now.
Hmm... Can't decide what I want from my parents for it. Maybe some peace of mind would be good. Truth is I don't have anything I want. Well, nothing that money can buy me anyway.
In case any of you are miracle workers, here's what I want.
I want good knees so I can continue playing basketball for the rest of my life.
I want my wrist injury to heal. NOW.
I want my back to stop acting up and affecting me playing basketball.
There're all related to basketball ain't it.... Actually there is something I want that money can buy. I want a basketball. A really good one that has a good and light feel to it. But that's something I'm not going to ask anybody to buy for me. Don't trust my parents to know what a good feel to a ball means.
Another thing I would like is to be playing in a basketball tourney. Gosh I miss being in competitions..
School's gonna start in less than a month. After 2 months of can't wait to get back to all my friends, I'm wishing it doesn't come too fast now.
Life.
Sucks.
Hmm... Can't decide what I want from my parents for it. Maybe some peace of mind would be good. Truth is I don't have anything I want. Well, nothing that money can buy me anyway.
In case any of you are miracle workers, here's what I want.
I want good knees so I can continue playing basketball for the rest of my life.
I want my wrist injury to heal. NOW.
I want my back to stop acting up and affecting me playing basketball.
There're all related to basketball ain't it.... Actually there is something I want that money can buy. I want a basketball. A really good one that has a good and light feel to it. But that's something I'm not going to ask anybody to buy for me. Don't trust my parents to know what a good feel to a ball means.
Another thing I would like is to be playing in a basketball tourney. Gosh I miss being in competitions..
School's gonna start in less than a month. After 2 months of can't wait to get back to all my friends, I'm wishing it doesn't come too fast now.
Life.
Sucks.
Tuesday, December 2
Crappy
I have a basketball tourney coming up. I'm actually extremely excited about it and all but after today's practice, I feel down in the dumps :(
My team's performance was beyond any doubt the worse in any team I've ever played in before. We didn't have the stamina to play half a game, much less a full 40 minutes. Worse part it, this was only playing against ourselves and I know how much better a few of the other teams are.
And I was totally out of it today. My aim was off. My underbaskets were unstable. I can't be the centre they want me to be.
The first match is on Saturday evening and we don't even have a working play yet. The first match is against possibly the strongest team in the tourney.
Will this be the obliteration of my team?
:(
My team's performance was beyond any doubt the worse in any team I've ever played in before. We didn't have the stamina to play half a game, much less a full 40 minutes. Worse part it, this was only playing against ourselves and I know how much better a few of the other teams are.
And I was totally out of it today. My aim was off. My underbaskets were unstable. I can't be the centre they want me to be.
The first match is on Saturday evening and we don't even have a working play yet. The first match is against possibly the strongest team in the tourney.
Will this be the obliteration of my team?
:(
Sunday, November 30
Lemons Are Yellow
This is like the longest standing blog I've ever had... I go through my previous posts and I go "Huh? When did I write that?"
Well, I actually have nothing to write about right now. Guess cause that day Zoe said something bout me updating my blog after dunno how long with two sentences so here I am.
It's way past 2 sentences now :D Yay Me!
I dunno what to write about...
Hei, you know how some times you look at someone and wonder "Hmmm, do I know that person?"
That happens to me a lot.
Like a loooooooot.
Mostly when that person is smiling at me or waving or something.
Worse still if that person suddenly comes up to you at the Taman Connaught pasar malam and goes "Hei Niyi! Remember me?!"
You would think that in such a crowd you could easily blend in and not be put in a situation like that.
And in my defence, I think it is very normal to reply 'yes' to that question without thinking!
I mean it's common courtesy, hello?!
And of course when that person asks "OK, so what's my name?" then you're screwed.
Like, who the hell asks that question?
If someone say "Yes I know you." then just take it as yes she knows you!
I mean like what is in a name, a rose by any other name would smell as sweet right?
By the way, first lesson of this post. When someone tests whether you remember her name or not, randomly firing a few names that pops into your head is not a very smart choice.
Neither is telling her "Fine I don't remember your name." after a few failed attempts.
Somebody should seriously write a book about what to do when you're caught in a stupid situation like that.
OK, for your future convenience, I shall give a few pointers.
One, take control of the conversation! See, if you keep talking and firing the questions, she'd have no time to grill you. And when you're finally at a lost of distractions, say "Oh my friends are waiting so I better go now. Bye~" You may even add 'take care' at the end to make it sound as if you care. Cause honestly, I do care. Even if I don't remember your name or how I know you.
And yes I assumed you're there with a friend cause if you were walking about the mall or pasar malam all alone then well, maybe you should sit at home instead...
Two.
OK.
I have no two.
I just thought it'd be cool if I kinda make like a point form presentation. Makes me feel like I'm giving useful information to my lil' minions.
Bow to me!!!!
Well, I actually have nothing to write about right now. Guess cause that day Zoe said something bout me updating my blog after dunno how long with two sentences so here I am.
It's way past 2 sentences now :D Yay Me!
I dunno what to write about...
Hei, you know how some times you look at someone and wonder "Hmmm, do I know that person?"
That happens to me a lot.
Like a loooooooot.
Mostly when that person is smiling at me or waving or something.
Worse still if that person suddenly comes up to you at the Taman Connaught pasar malam and goes "Hei Niyi! Remember me?!"
You would think that in such a crowd you could easily blend in and not be put in a situation like that.
And in my defence, I think it is very normal to reply 'yes' to that question without thinking!
I mean it's common courtesy, hello?!
And of course when that person asks "OK, so what's my name?" then you're screwed.
Like, who the hell asks that question?
If someone say "Yes I know you." then just take it as yes she knows you!
I mean like what is in a name, a rose by any other name would smell as sweet right?
By the way, first lesson of this post. When someone tests whether you remember her name or not, randomly firing a few names that pops into your head is not a very smart choice.
Neither is telling her "Fine I don't remember your name." after a few failed attempts.
Somebody should seriously write a book about what to do when you're caught in a stupid situation like that.
OK, for your future convenience, I shall give a few pointers.
One, take control of the conversation! See, if you keep talking and firing the questions, she'd have no time to grill you. And when you're finally at a lost of distractions, say "Oh my friends are waiting so I better go now. Bye~" You may even add 'take care' at the end to make it sound as if you care. Cause honestly, I do care. Even if I don't remember your name or how I know you.
And yes I assumed you're there with a friend cause if you were walking about the mall or pasar malam all alone then well, maybe you should sit at home instead...
Two.
OK.
I have no two.
I just thought it'd be cool if I kinda make like a point form presentation. Makes me feel like I'm giving useful information to my lil' minions.
Bow to me!!!!
Wednesday, November 26
Late Is The New In Thing
SLURRIE!!!!!
I sooooo did not forget your birthday OK?
But I've been kinda busy these days so haven't been able to come online.
And unlike Farhan n MS some idiot didn't give me her handphone number so I couldn't text you.
Again, I sooooooo did not forget OKIE??????
Anyways....
Happy Birthday Hammie :D
I sooooo did not forget your birthday OK?
But I've been kinda busy these days so haven't been able to come online.
And unlike Farhan n MS some idiot didn't give me her handphone number so I couldn't text you.
Again, I sooooooo did not forget OKIE??????
Anyways....
Happy Birthday Hammie :D
Wednesday, November 19
Monday, October 27
I won't live to see another day I swear it's true.
Now I know.
Now I'm sure.
This exam will kill me!!!
:(
Now I'm sure.
This exam will kill me!!!
:(
Wednesday, October 22
Pinch of Salt
I've recently (as in this morning) developed a new analogy to describe life.I think I should also use this time to inform you insignificant non-existent readers of this half dead blog that you should all marvel at the speed by which I am able to come up with philosophies of life. It took me all but 3 minutes to come up and complete the said analogy.
Yes Hammie, I'm a genius!
Anyways, returning to the awesome (cause it came from me) analogy.
I think life is like a blind roller coaster ride in a amusement park.
I don't know who would create a blind ride lah but basically it means you can't see the tracks before you get on it.
So, here goes.
Like all things in life (which is ironic cause I'm using this to describe life and yet life is used to explain this), there are all sorts of roller coaster. You have those ugly boring ones such as the one in Genting.
Yes I'm cheap and I got this considerably pretty looking picture of the Cockscrew* of someone else's blog..
And then there are the cool ass ones like Millenium Force from Cedar Point.
The other more important similarities between a roller coaster ride and life is:
1) The better the ride, the longer you'll have to wait in line.
2) You'll never have to ride it alone cause more often than not, there will always be someone sitting beside you.
But sometimes, you get so scared of what lies ahead that you can't feel that person holding on to you tightly...
3) There'll definitely be ups and downs and in most cases some turn-arounds. Then there are the boring parts where you get started but if you think further ahead you know there'll be a thrill waiting at the bend.
4) Through all these ups and downs, the person sitting beside you will still be sitting beside you.
5) Since it's a NiYi's hypothetical blind roller coaster, you can never tell how long it'll last of what lies ahead.
6) When it finally does end, you can always get back in line or go find another ride.
7) Whichever ride you choose to take next, it's for you and the other guy / girl to decide whether you'll ride it together again or not.
People say when you're younger, it's so much easier to fall in love.
And I think this is true... Because when you're younger, you have more time to go to all the amusement parks in the world to try out each ride, and your heart is better built to handle the excitement and horror that the journey will bring.
So my point here is, to the person I developed this analogy for, you've got the realise that the most important point in this journey is to never stop getting in line for the next ride.
It's OK to take a step back and have a lil' breather now and again but you know you've got to get back on it once you're ready to.
Here's another thing to remember.
99.9999% of the time, the roller coaster has enough safety measures to ensure that you'll come out of the ride safe and sound.
*The ride looks kinda OK-ish and pretty in this picture but truth is, it SUCKS ass through a freaking straw!
Yes Hammie, I'm a genius!
Anyways, returning to the awesome (cause it came from me) analogy.
I think life is like a blind roller coaster ride in a amusement park.
I don't know who would create a blind ride lah but basically it means you can't see the tracks before you get on it.
So, here goes.
Like all things in life (which is ironic cause I'm using this to describe life and yet life is used to explain this), there are all sorts of roller coaster. You have those ugly boring ones such as the one in Genting.
Yes I'm cheap and I got this considerably pretty looking picture of the Cockscrew* of someone else's blog..And then there are the cool ass ones like Millenium Force from Cedar Point.
The other more important similarities between a roller coaster ride and life is:1) The better the ride, the longer you'll have to wait in line.
2) You'll never have to ride it alone cause more often than not, there will always be someone sitting beside you.
But sometimes, you get so scared of what lies ahead that you can't feel that person holding on to you tightly...
3) There'll definitely be ups and downs and in most cases some turn-arounds. Then there are the boring parts where you get started but if you think further ahead you know there'll be a thrill waiting at the bend.
4) Through all these ups and downs, the person sitting beside you will still be sitting beside you.
5) Since it's a NiYi's hypothetical blind roller coaster, you can never tell how long it'll last of what lies ahead.
6) When it finally does end, you can always get back in line or go find another ride.
7) Whichever ride you choose to take next, it's for you and the other guy / girl to decide whether you'll ride it together again or not.
People say when you're younger, it's so much easier to fall in love.
And I think this is true... Because when you're younger, you have more time to go to all the amusement parks in the world to try out each ride, and your heart is better built to handle the excitement and horror that the journey will bring.
So my point here is, to the person I developed this analogy for, you've got the realise that the most important point in this journey is to never stop getting in line for the next ride.
It's OK to take a step back and have a lil' breather now and again but you know you've got to get back on it once you're ready to.
Here's another thing to remember.
99.9999% of the time, the roller coaster has enough safety measures to ensure that you'll come out of the ride safe and sound.
*The ride looks kinda OK-ish and pretty in this picture but truth is, it SUCKS ass through a freaking straw!
Sunday, October 19
Ways To Procrastinate
I have exams in17 days. Yes, exactly 17 days. What have I been doing this morning?
Well, I woke up at 8.30am, thought "WTH THIS IS A SUNDAY!" and rolled around on my bed. But of course, hostel life having reduced me to a single bed, the obstacles in my way proved high and many. Since I'm such a genius, after a couple of position changes and skilled maneuvers , I was able to get a few good rolls.
Then by 9 I thought "Shucks, time to study.. :("
Oh but wait! I haven't went to the gym in a whole week! Health is definitely way more important than an exam that would prove insignificant were I to die of some pulmonary embolysm as a result of my highly sedentary life, right?
So I skipped and hopped away to gym to restore myself to at least half my former glory (in physical prowess).
Gym went on, yada yada yada. Oh my god while in the locker room I accidentally walked into a corridor where this lady was changing so she was like stark naked!
In case any guy out there is thinking "PICTURES!!!", let me reassure you that I did right by not taking any photographic evidence.
She looked like she could kill an elephant by sitting on it.
Mean! I know....
After gym there I was again thinking "Fine, study then."
Hei! I haven't had fruits in a long time! :) off grocery shopping~ Skippaty skippaty skip.
After dilly dallying everywhere picking up nonsensical snakcs and etc, I finally resigned myself to going home and packing to go to school.
On my way to school, I realised it would be so much easier if I just went to the food court now and packed my lunch instead of making a separate trip later... So again. Skippaty skippaty skip to Medan to buy me some food.
Fine, 4 hours after I wake up, I'm finally at school to study.
But then, there's so little people in uni today that the internet connection must be pretty fast. Why waste such a good opportunity eh? I should go youTube all the things I want and surf around a bit. It's a Sunday anyway :)
So here I am. 2pm with 17 days till exams and nothing to show for it.
Slur, aren't you proud of me?
In case you're gonna say no. I've got news for you sista!
I went for a pedi/manicure on Friday XD
My hands look like some male hand with pink nailpolish on. Tranny!
Well, I woke up at 8.30am, thought "WTH THIS IS A SUNDAY!" and rolled around on my bed. But of course, hostel life having reduced me to a single bed, the obstacles in my way proved high and many. Since I'm such a genius, after a couple of position changes and skilled maneuvers , I was able to get a few good rolls.
Then by 9 I thought "Shucks, time to study.. :("
Oh but wait! I haven't went to the gym in a whole week! Health is definitely way more important than an exam that would prove insignificant were I to die of some pulmonary embolysm as a result of my highly sedentary life, right?
So I skipped and hopped away to gym to restore myself to at least half my former glory (in physical prowess).
Gym went on, yada yada yada. Oh my god while in the locker room I accidentally walked into a corridor where this lady was changing so she was like stark naked!
In case any guy out there is thinking "PICTURES!!!", let me reassure you that I did right by not taking any photographic evidence.
She looked like she could kill an elephant by sitting on it.
Mean! I know....
After gym there I was again thinking "Fine, study then."
Hei! I haven't had fruits in a long time! :) off grocery shopping~ Skippaty skippaty skip.
After dilly dallying everywhere picking up nonsensical snakcs and etc, I finally resigned myself to going home and packing to go to school.
On my way to school, I realised it would be so much easier if I just went to the food court now and packed my lunch instead of making a separate trip later... So again. Skippaty skippaty skip to Medan to buy me some food.
Fine, 4 hours after I wake up, I'm finally at school to study.
But then, there's so little people in uni today that the internet connection must be pretty fast. Why waste such a good opportunity eh? I should go youTube all the things I want and surf around a bit. It's a Sunday anyway :)
So here I am. 2pm with 17 days till exams and nothing to show for it.
Slur, aren't you proud of me?
In case you're gonna say no. I've got news for you sista!
I went for a pedi/manicure on Friday XD
My hands look like some male hand with pink nailpolish on. Tranny!
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