Archive for January, 2007

Ouch

Saturday, January 27th, 2007

I was playing badminton at SnM the other day. And then.. wham, my doubles partner Jia Horng landed a forehand smash right on my face.

Ouch.

oh well. Yea my face was bleeding. limped to the washroom. Hurled my racket on the floor. washed a little. Rested a little. Then analyzed the damage…

Good thing for glasses, my right lens was totally smashed. some cuts and bruises below my eye. Lucky thing my eyeballs were intact.

And then.

I continued playing.. lol

Badminton’s tough to play when you can’t judge the placing of the shuttlecock. Try playing with only one eye… lol

On a lighter note, this week I’ll be attending the windows vista launch at the KLCC convention center, then later some treasure hunt stuff, and yea.. my death note 2 download completed.. whee~

Study Jia Loon Study!

Kaizen

Monday, January 22nd, 2007

How fast perceptions change.

The best way to do anything is to do one’s best.

How easy everything else compares to overcoming oneself.

If happiness is a brainwave, then it’s particular frequency is the key to the music industry’s growth.

Sad indeed that overcoming passions have been for me an end rather than a means. Happy though that I realized it.

zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Yea to those who didn’t get to read my last post it was actually coz I deleted it. Figured it was too rascist you see. Good PA student am I. yep. Anyway after the incident, my parents have resolved to fetch me every morning instead of me walking. I guess I must’ve really hit the worry mark on my parents’ cerebral cortex from that event. I wouldn’t say it was all for the worse though. Much ATP saved from walking the dark mile.

The ultimate end.

To it I shall strive.

To it I shall drive.

From it my strength derive.

Cease not till I arrive…

After reading an inspiring newspaper article I’ve decided to set a new goal for myself. To study in an elite overseas university. Local uni… erm.. save u for Plan Z.

For now, I’ll just do my best. Improve the quality of my everything and what not.

Fact

Saturday, January 13th, 2007

Financial stability normally translates to Mr. What’shisname who raises chickens in Kelantan winning a million bucks because TMnet likes it.

While the rest of the pseudo free world sway in scynchronized jealousy..

I couldn’t help but sway as well.

If I have a million bucks, the first thing I’d do is to own several Mcdonald’s or KFC franchises in the urban areas.

That should keep a steady influx of cash.

Would I still need to study? If it is for the sake of money, then it is a dubious no of course. But I would still be studying… yes I will, because the little 8 year old kid in my Sinoatrial node likes knowledge… yes he does.

Analogy anyone?

The world is the little kid’s oyster farm, and the kid gives pearls to life itself.

The kid just woke up not too long ago actually… it happened when his future self discovered him.

Omniscience.

One day science will trump economics. Money will become extinct.

One day all things that are good now will be considered bad.

One day people will be able to live with the full knowledge that nothing lasts forever

3 days in total to change the world.

When that happens…

what will be harder to find? money? knowledge? energy? genes? time? or life? What will be the limiting factor that will become the new double edged sword of power?

Good things will be replaced by even better things. That is simple primate knowledge. But for now, all things that are good are good. End of discussion. That which may be better, which lay in the shadows of this dimly lit room, most people cannot see it. It’s evil you know. Mankind fears what he does not understand after all. Cowards we are now.

And then of course, the overture of a more accurate truth, will leave many a minds paralyzed for ten thousand days and unable to defend oneself. The houses of wolves would be made ornate with their skulls and appendages.

One question remains though. You can stop reading now, this question is just for me.

Should I become an inventor and harvest the pearls from this sea of oysters? [o|@]^~> have I returned. . .