The Weirdest of Stuff

Said the female to her female counterpart, "don't guys emulate certain objects around us?"

SUBWAY - male, because it uses the same old lines to pick people up.

HAMMER - male, because it hasn't evolved much over the last 5,000 years, but it's handy to have around.

ZIPLOC BAGS - male, because they hold everything in, but you can always see right through them.

SWISS ARMY KNIFE - male, because even though it appears useful for a wide variety of work, it spends most of its time just opening bottles.

SHOE - male, because it is usually unpolished, with its tongue hanging out.

TIRE - male, because it goes bald and often is over inflated.

HOT AIR BALLOON - male, because to get it to go anywhere you have to light a fire under it... and, of course, there's the hot air part.


Said the male to the male, 'say, girls do resemble the things around us, don't they?'



KIDNEYS - female, because they always go to the bathroom in pairs.

COPIER - female, because once turned off, it takes a while to warm up. Because it is an effective reproductive device when the right buttons are pushed. Because it can wreak havoc when the wrong buttons are pushed.

SPONGES - female, because they are soft and squeezable and retain water.

WEB PAGE - female, because it is always getting hit on.

HOURGLASS - female, because over time, the weight shifts to the bottom.

REMOTE CONTROL - female... Ha! You thought it'd be male. But consider it gives a man pleasure, he'd be lost without it, and while he doesn't always know the right buttons to push, he keeps trying. 

Day (21) Home (:

At the hardest of times, it is the hardy plant that grows on the sidewalk, though faded and dull, that deserves the recognition of others, not the glorious sunflower, nor the lovely roses that grow on the tender garden beds.

Aye.

Home. Never been better, never been  surer, never been more at home.

"'Absence makes the heart fonder, or does it allow the mind to wonder?''

I'd asked myself that at the start. And three weeks later, I'd only answer, kinda abit of both.

We do really take for granted privileges and certain perks that we're showered with, most, if not all of the times. I do, at the very least. Like for instance, how most of us have our parents to thank dearly during the last minute in-the-morning rush hour traffic jam rushes when we get up late and can't get to class on time. Or simply the fact that we're showered with their love and blessing with every wake up call to start the day off, or that breakfast is done especially for you from your parents in a bid to keep their precious child full up and ready to tackle the oncoming day with vigor. All in the minor details. Yeah.

But oddly the irony always lies in the fact that we children, pampered and conditioned as always since birth, as I believe most of us have the privilege of, aren't grateful at most times for all that we're provided with. Why so, I don't believe I can account for. Over reliance, taking it for granted, the list, inexhaustive. And we're only making excuses and pointing our fingers, (note how privileged we are to have them), And I think, only in the absence of it, does one only feel the sore lacking of it. Like something or a part of you that has been muffled, an inherent slice of your character that has  been silenced.

3 weeks. For a start, it ain't a long period of time. All that the traveler would choose to tell himself when his flight gets canceled and his return postponed. After all, who doesn't enjoy the out of home holiday that we rarely are allowed?

3 weeks.
Of waking up at the wee hours of the morning.
Of aye, taking care of practically all of ones personal needs and cares, all by yourself.
2009 was ''Away from Home'' in theory, hahah. Who would come to think 2010 would include practical sessions. The whole deal, eh?

When we're granted with the freedom and our own calls for our own time allocation, how many of us would faithfully adhere to it? I wouldn't, at times. And for that, I am, really grateful for the people around myself for the reminder again and again of who I am and what I am here for. Today, if I'd review this again years down the road, is the first of 21 I'm back, at home.

Hasn't been the most pleasant, but at the very least, I'm home, and I'm enjoying every moment of it. (:

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New perspectives, new directions, new opinions.

Perhaps it's best if people were allowed to learn from their falls. Fall, and when no one would be there to pick you up again, understand, such is life. We've our own battles, and to each man, fight your own fights, its the least one can do. But if you've chosen to call quits and leave the battlefield back facing your opponent, whine not when you are brought down, hard, you deserved it. And as much as I would detest to, some people, some, sorely deserve a 'grow up' in their faces. This ain't your golden childhood days of bliss and innocence anymore. Do what you want, anytime you want, and leave the implications for others to bear, you think? Grow up.

It is really a wonder, how the minds of others tick.

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Home, Daughtry.

I'm staring out into the night, trying to hide the pain
I'm going to the place where love
And feeling good don't ever cost a thing
And the pain you feel's a different kind of pain

Well, I'm going home, back to the place where I belong
And where your love has always been enough for me
I'm not running from, no, I think you got me all wrong
I don't regret this life I chose for me
But these places and these faces are getting old
So I'm going home, well I'm going home

The miles are getting longer, it seems, the closer I get to you
I've not always been the best man or friend for you
But your love it makes true and I don't know why
You always seem to give me another try

So I'm going home, back to the place where I belong
And where your love has always been enough for me
I'm not running from, no, I think you got me all wrong
I don't regret this life I chose for me
But these places and these faces are getting old

Be careful what you wish for 'cause you just might get it all
You just might get it all and then some you don't want
Be careful what you wish for 'cause you just might get it all
You just might get it all, yeah

Oh, well I'm going home, back to the place where I belong
And where your love has always been enough for me
I'm not running from, no, I think you got me all wrong
I don't regret this life I chose for me
But these places and these faces are getting old
I said these places and these faces are getting old
So I'm going home, I'm going home

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Well well well, hahah.

I like especially how the day(8) post played out.
Goodbye Grandpa, goodbye Grandma, said the little boy.
Both instances, the people in question passed away.
And in the case of Goodbye Daddy, well, Daddy was so frightened at all measures he avoided potential fatal incidents by keeping himself indoor the whole of the day. But the twist came when, apparently, a person was actually inflicted the same way the words of the little boy like Grandpa and Grandma: the mailman. Goodbye Daddy, the mailman? Adultery, explains why the wife was that worked up?!  Hahah. x)

Day (8): Reprieve.

One night a father overheard his son saying his prayers "God
bless Mommy and Daddy and Grammy. Goodbye Grampa."

Well, the father thought it was strange, but he soon forgot
about it. The next day, the Grandfather died. About a month or
two later the father heard his son saying his prayers again "God
bless Mommy and Daddy. Goodbye Grammy."

The next day the grandmother died. Well, the father was getting
more than a little worried about the whole situation. Two weeks
later, the father once again overheard his sons prayers. "God
Bless Mommy. Good bye Daddy."

This alone nearly gave the father a heart attack. He didn't say
anything but he got up early to go to work, so that he would
miss the traffic. He stayed all through lunch and dinner.
Finally after midnight he went home. He was still alive! When he
got home he apologized to his wife. "I am sorry Honey. I had a
very bad day at work today." "You think you've had a bad day?
YOU THINK YOU'VE HAD A BAD DAY!?", the wife yelled, "The mailman
dropped dead on my doorstep this morning!"

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A: "I looked up beautiful in the thesaurus today and your name was included."
B: "Thanks! Hey, I saw your name next to jerk."

Day (5)

6.44:

An encouraging means to kick-start what is deemed as an arduous and strenuous period of time. Extremely.

It ain't the fact that we're not to be blamed for what we've done.

It ain't the fact too that anyone doesn't have a role to play in this grand scheme; for we're all in this together.

It ain't the fact of who is wrong, or who is right.

It left me pondering. Yeah.

It is indubitably a hard fact that people try hard at times. Trying so hard, that till the point whereby one is at the brink of a huge, abysmal crater where any little push probably would land you into nothingness. The thing is, unavoidably at most times, it is so hard, so difficult that no matter how much one tries, results are not always seen. People thus get tired. Very. Tired of trying again, tired of facing anything with the dread of not being able to accomplish the goals you set out with initially, to see to the end of that particular venture.And gradually, they start to give up. And although I know, and we all know who is ultimately at fault, it brings no justice to the situation should it be done in any other way. Yet is there no other way, but to lecture and the use of a particular style, tone to criticize?
Or perhaps a little sense of satisfaction's felt when negativity is invoked?

Apologies. A mere statement or something bigger, something, perhaps a little from the heart and more sincere? As much as one longs for recognition and acknowledgment of the others' flaws and faults, it is only the deserving, that get it eventually, in my opinion.

It is definitely human to err, but it takes something bigger to recognize, accept and act on it. But at the very least, from me to you - mea culpa.

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Letting go.

It's surprising, really, to attempt to fathom the human mind. Or to possibly comprehend plausible reactions from a multitude of exposure and experiences, that I feel.

Letting go, at the best of times, doesn't mean you're giving up. It just means you're learning to move on with your life. It isn't wise just to let a few setbacks get you weak, out of breath and unmotivated. We're made for bigger, better things, that's a definite. And as much as it pains anyone to envision you in this state, no one is to be blamed. Nor is there anything that anyone can do; the decision solely lies with you, I believe. 

It is definitely acceptable for one to take briefs respites at times, break for a short hiatus before an all out stretch of efforts supplied. No one, absolutely no one is doubting your abilities. Nor is anyone questioning what you have achieved thus far. And I believe that in the eyes of many you serve as a role model. A stellar one, despite what you might have in mind of yourself.

To crumble under pressure and succumb to needless worries that plagues one unnecessary, I believe that that just isn't you. It is definitely human to assume burdens, place them upon our shoulders. They however should only serve as a reminder; that we actually have responsibilities to cater to, to point you in the right direction and possibly to act as a driving/motivating force to one. Senseless thinking and pondering never helps, that I feel once again. Nor is escapism; where firstly, the unsolved problem still sticks out like a sore thumb, and secondly, you've ultimately to face the surmounting pressures from your surrounding environment and factors that demand answers. Pleasant? No, I think not.

To live up proud, to stand up tall, your choice. And I really mean it. 

But it's never too late to mention, that our fingerprints never fade from the lives we've touched, and I'm sure you've definitely made a difference in the lives of many, mine at least. And I'm sure you'll be able to pull through this just fine. I hope, and I dearly hope, that in the near future would you realize, and possibly let bygones be bygones, start afresh, and do yourself, and the people around you proud.

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"But let there be space in your togetherness,
And let the winds of the heavens dance between you.
Love one another, but make not a bond of love:
Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.
Fill each other’s cup but drink not from the same cup.
Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf.
Sing and dance together and be Joyous, but let each one of you be alone.
Even as the strings of the lute are alone though they quiver with the same music.
Give your hearts, but not into each other’s keeping.

For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts.
And stand together, yet not too near together
For the pillars of the temple stand apart,
And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other’s shadow."

Kalil Gilbran

Laughter as the best medcine. (I)

When life gives you lemons, reciprocate with a smile. (:


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A successful rancher died and left everything to his devoted wife. She was a very good looking woman, and determined to keep the ranch, but knew very little about ranching, so she decided to place an ad in the newspaper for a ranch hand.

Two men applied for the job. One was gay and the other a drunk. She thought long and hard about it, and when no one else applied, she decided to hire the gay guy, figuring it would be safer to have him around the house than the drunk.

He proved to be a hard worker who put in long hours every day and knew a lot about ranching.

For weeks, the two of them worked, and the ranch was doing very well. Then one day, the rancher's widow said to the hired hand, "You have done a really good job and the ranch looks great. You should go into town and kick up your heels."

The hired hand readily agreed and went into town one Saturday night. However one o'clock came and he didn't return. Two o'clock and no hired hand. He returned around two-thirty and upon entering the room, he found the rancher's widow sitting by the fireplace with a glass of wine waiting for him. She quietly called him over to her.

"Unbutton my blouse and take it off," she said.

Trembling, he did as she directed.

"Now take off my boots."

He did as she asked, ever so slowly.

"Now take off my socks."

He removed each gently and placed them neatly by her boots...

"Now take off my skirt."

He slowly unbuttoned it, constantly watching her eyes in the fire light.

"Now take off my bra."

Again with trembling hands he did as he was told and dropped it to the floor.

Now," she said, "take off my panties."

By the light of the fire, he slowly pulled them down and off.

Then she looked at him and said, "If you ever wear my clothes into town again, I'll fire you on the spot."

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A kindergarten class had a homework assignment to find out about something exciting and relate it to the class the next day. When the time came to present what they'd found, the first little boy walked up to the front of the class made a small white dot on the blackboard and sat back down. Puzzled, the teacher asked him just what it was.

"It's a period,'' said the little boy.

"Well, I can see that,'' she said, ''but what is so exciting about a period?''

''Damned if I know,'' said the little boy, ''but this morning my sister was missing one, Daddy had a heart attack, Mommy fainted, and the man next door shot himself."

안녕하세요!

안녕하세요 / Hello! (:

Some time in the ancient past I told myself I'd try finding out why some people, ahemmm, are crazy over the Korean culture. Hahah. Admittedly I guess it's hard to deny the fact that there are really stellar individuals and groups in Korea that make the media industry shine.

After a trawl on ever reliable Wikipedia (questionable, after considering the fact that anyone can edit it.), this was what I could come up with:

The Korean wave or Korea fever refers to the significantly increased popularity of South Korean culture around the world since the 21st century, especially among the Net Generation.  The Korean wave is seen as a product of globalization and rise of capitalism in Asia. Advent of giant transnational media corporations in the 1990s lead to development of media technology and simultaneous circulation of media images and texts on a global level. This process prepared a system for the manufacture and circulation of popular culture within Asia. This made circulation of South Korean popular culture in Asia possible, and driven by the appeal of upscale hyper-modern lifestyles that South Korean popular culture provided, the Korean Wave spread among the rising middle-class in Asia and beyond. 


It sure is spreading real fast?! Everywhere I turn my head now-a-days, it's Korean music and drama?!
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Winter Sonata. Since the first time that a non Chinese/English based entertainment media that was ever played on home TV, years ago, I've got this impression that all Korean Dramas are emotional and teary. Really emotional. But you've got to say also, they're good, real good at what they do. I really enjoy Korean music pieces, some of them. There was this time when 7E had an Yiruma craze too. (:

The Korean pop music and media industry's rise; it's a feat to behold. Nevertheless, you can't possibly take the world by storm with fancy looking poster-people or digitally edited music. I heard this over the Korean drama Mom took on as a pastime recently. And in conclusion, I found it really nice, haha, though I really don't understand most of the language.


들리나요/ Can You Hear Me
The Beethoven Virus OST

조금만 아파도 눈물나요
가슴이 소리쳐요
그대 앞을 그대 곁을 지나면
온통 세상이 그대인데
그대만 그리는데
그대 앞에선 숨을 죽여요

내게 그대가 인연이 아닌 것처럼
그저 스치는 순간인 것처럼
쉽게 날 지나치는 그대 곁에
또 다가가 한 걸음조차
채 뗄 수 없을지라도

서성이게 해 눈물짓게 해..
바보처럼 아이처럼
차라리 그냥 웃어버려

점점 다가 설수록
자꾸 겁이 나지만
이 사랑은 멈출 수가 없나봐

왜 내 사랑만 더딘거죠
내 사랑만 힘들죠
그대 앞에 그대 곁에 있어도
온통 세상이 그대인데
그대만 보이는데
그대 앞에선 난 먼 곳만 봐요

내게 그대가 꼭 마지막 인 것처럼
내게 마지막 순간인 것처럼
쉽게 날 지나치는 그대 곁에
또 다가가 한걸음 조차
채 뗄 수 없을지라도

서성이게 해 눈물짓게 해
바보처럼 아이처럼 차라리 그냥 웃어버려
점점 다가 설수록 자꾸 겁이 나지만
이 사랑은 멈출 수가 없나봐

먼 발치서 나 잠시라도
그대 바라볼 수 있어도
그게 사랑이죠

혹시 이 기다림이 이 그리움이
닿을 때면 들릴 때면
차라리 모른 척 해줘요
그대에게 갈수록 자꾸 겁이 나지만
이 사랑은 멈출 수가 없네요

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태권도. (:
I've surmised after thought that we've actually achieved something, having being pitted against universities and tertiary education institutions, of which experience isn't a fair basis of comparison upon. But then again, fourth place isn't a really glorified achievement, it'll be better the next time round.

태권도 Nationals, 21/5.
We'll do our best then.
Till then; SPAR! Hahahah. :D
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Minus (-1)

One always holds two choices: to live life with dread and dissatisfaction, or live it with splendor and acceptance. They say the line between both, it's always sharp and clear. But what if, just what if, the line's blurred at times? Would one descend towards the retardation of values, be enveloped by the darkness? 

If one were to fervently uphold the belief that the path of one's life has already been set in stone since the birth of the individual; that the wheels, already set in motion are immovable, unchangeable, is acceptance of one's destiny, the only route out to living life?

I choose not to believe it. And I dearly wish I've made the right choice in doing so.

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(-1), 加油．

March, it's March!

Ever wondered why, that when it's February, everything seems to go wrong? Well, I do. But smile, cause it's MARCH! (:

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Laugh when we all still are able to! HAHA.

The doctor tells me I'm crazy, but the voices tell me I'm not. And I just don't know which one to believe. DANG!

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#1 For the females
A man escapes from prison where he has been for 15 years. He breaks into a house to look for money and guns and finds a young couple in bed.

He orders the guy out of bed and ties him to a chair, while tying the girl to the bed he gets on top of her, kisses her neck, then gets up and goes into the bathroom. While he's in there, the husband tells his wife:

"Listen, this guy's an escaped convict, look at his clothes! He probably spent lots of time in jail and hasn't seen a woman in years. I saw how he kissed your neck." If he wants sex, don't resist, don't complain, do whatever he tells you. Satisfy him no matter how much he nauseates you. This guy is probably very dangerous. If he gets angry, he'll kill us. Be strong, honey. I love you."

To which his wife responds: "He wasn't kissing my neck. He was whispering in my ear. He told me he was gay, thought you were cute, and asked me if we had any vaseline. I told him it was in the bathroom. Be strong honey. I love you too!!"

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#2 For the guys 


A 70 year old man was having his annual checkup and the doctor asked him how he was feeling. "I've never been better!" he boasted. "I've got an eighteen year old bride who's pregnant and having my child! What do you think about that?"

The doctor considered this for a moment, then said, "Let me tell you a story. I knew a guy who was an avid hunter. He never missed a season. But one day went out in a bit of a hurry and he accidentally grabbed his umbrella instead of his gun."

The doctor continued, "So he was in the woods and suddenly a grizzly bear appeared in front of him! He raised up his umbrella, pointed it at the bear and squeezed the handle." "And do you know what happened?" the doctor queried.

Dumbfounded, the old man replied "No".

The doctor continued, "The bear dropped dead in front of him!"

"That's impossible!" exclaimed the old man.

"Someone else must have shot that bear."

"That's kind of what I'm getting at..." replied the doctor. 


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#3
Finally, a section entitled to both sexes:
 

A language instructor was explaining to her class that French nouns, unlike their English counterparts, are grammatically designated as masculine or feminine. Things like “chalk” or “pencil,” she described, would have a gender association although in English these words were neutral.

Puzzled, one student raised his hand and asked, “What gender is a computer?”

The teacher wasn’t certain which it was, and so divided the class into 2 groups (male and female) and asked them to decide if a computer should be masculine or feminine. Both groups were asked to give four reasons for their recommendation.


The Men decided that computers should definitely be referred to in the feminine gender because:

No one but their creator understands their internal logic.

The native language they use to communicate with other computers is incomprehensible to everyone else,

Even your smallest mistakes are stored in long-term memory for later retrieval.

As soon as you make a commitment to one, you find yourself spending half your paycheck on accessories for it.

The Women concluded that computers should be referred to in the masculine gender because:

In order to get their attention, you have to turn them on.

They have a lot of data but are still clueless.

They are supposed to help you solve your problems, but half the time they ARE the problem.

As soon as you commit to one, you realize that if you waited a little bit longer, you could have had a better model.

It's a wonder what you can find on the Internet. 
Conclusion: Guys are always usually more insensitive. x)
(No gender discrimination intended though. All for the sake of simple pleasure ) :D

Holding On.

A commitment drawn from a relationship is more or less akin to that of a contract. You give some, you take some. Some see it as a burden at times, restrained you are, bound to the terms of the agreement you cannot go against. It is placing your trust within another, faith in the other with your emotions; or otherwise crudely put handing over your self-destruct button saying 'here, I trust you not to press it'. Yet on the other hand, limitless, derivable happiness and bliss. What I question at times: Is everything in life worth rushing out?

Three years is, a long time. Yeah, probably a good thousand odd days. Doubts, impulses, the list of negativity, it just grows. Is it worth it, my friend? You've thought over it, spent countless nights weighing your options before you slip into fitful sleep. And what for? You probably know what you want at the end of this road. But then again, knowing again doesn't equate actions, that you're clearest of. Or perhaps you need to redefine your standpoint towards the word 'prioritization'?

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Never say I love you,
If you don't really care.
Never talk about feelings,
If they aren't really there.

Never hold my hand,
If you are going to break my heart.
Never say your going to,
If you don't plan to start.

Never look into my eyes,
If all you do is lie.
Never say "Hello",
If you really mean "Goodbye".

If you really mean forever,
Then say you'll try.
Never say forever,
Because forever makes me cry.

(This is rather interesting. Mmm.)
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Clear away, dark clouds. We want the sun to shine again. (:
IVP (-4)