No Kidding.
A relationship too sweetened up kills. Literally. You can't leave each other for anything. It has indeed, kill people of opportunities with chances of making friends. Stick to him/her all the time. So fascinating. So self-absorbed. So much desire to be only with the lover that you forgot your PR skills. Then when they leave, you had a drastic wake up call. Bad one indeed. You find yourself clueless with nothing in you. Uh-oh. What are you going to do? Time already flew. Those strangers are no more strangers, but you don't know them, because you don't talk to them. Sure, they have been something so familiar in your sight, but you can't talk to them for nuts. You don't know how to mingle, no best friends. You feel depressed. It sucks to be you. Such a loner. Always sitting there by yourself, eating alone, no one to take the bus with you.
Sigh. You resort to joining clubs and activities. You don't talk much, but you had attention. Can't help it. You liked voicing out. Appropriate ones it seems. You found yourself face to face with a sweet talker. Oh, how they serenate you with complimentaries and charm. How they smile at you that made you feel like royalty. So nice to be called "babe" and "honey" or "darling" even though they were just plain friends. So satisfying. You repay them back. You subscribed to their desire. You turned into someone without logic whatsoever. Stupidity, that's what you call when you woke up. But this is what you call commitment. They want money, you just give; they want sex, hungry ones, you also give. Can't help it, you were so enthralled by the whole sweet talk, you'd do anything to hear them again. You like being one too. It gives you everything you want don't you? Oh sure, those who don't like them walk away, they are just weird aren't they? Who doesn't like listening to compliments? Eh? You don't care, you just want one more extra piece of the cake. Then, things aren't so sweet anymore. So sickenning. So disgusting. You think only idiots like to be sweet talked like that. You became poor. You were insulted as dirty. But you finally escaped.
Oh dear, look at you now, so pathetic, such a jerk. Everyone looks down on you. The sweet talkers work their charm didn't they? Telling everyone how lowly you are. Oh poor thing, so much or trying to taste that sweet. But will anyone actually pity you? Maybe, if you meet new friends. And so you did. You exaggerated your story making yourself a victim. They'll be feeling empathy for you. They'll be feeling sad for you. Poor thing, now you resort to passing the sweet to others weren't you? Casting a net, to see who will fall into your trap. You were so desparate for attention, and revenge, building a sort of circle of friends. So that you can get back at them. Fool, your foolishness, your idiocy, your stupidity, your absurdity, it made you into who you become now. Such a pitiful loner with a circle of friends as human shields.
Fool, you have been watched, stalked, by people. Sigh, when will you realise that the only way to taste the real sweet is to not be too sweet, not to succumb to sweetness of stupidity? Sigh, or, you'd prefer to taste bittersweet aftertaste of your life for eternity? Sigh, find another path now, fool. Please. If not, you'll be diabetic, and eventually, get killed.
You have people who care for you you know? Their sweets don't kill.
*Moral of the story : Never accept sweets from dangerous people who might ruined your life*
Simple and Clean! 干净利落！我不怕！！
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Various bloggers across the nation, even worldwide, had posted the major event of the year that is sure will touch the hearts of those who felt that the time has come. We need to reform. We need new blood into the government system! I was not there to participate, no thanks to having to work. But all the same, I'm touched by the amount of people who believe in peace, that demonstrations are supposed to be peaceful. Mahatma Gandhi has done it before, he gets independence. Our correspondent, Myanmar is currently fighting for their own freedom. They too, march for peace! Such events touched our hearts of the many! We scream for a truthful election!
We are so young yet so bloody ignorant about the current situation. We actually needed some people of the older generation to demonstrate it to us that they need our support for a fine nation! Shame on us youngsters! Shame on us who believed we'd never win! I actually felt ashamed not being able to participate in such a historic event that will sure be the prove of a good rebel to those who are so full of themselves! I'd wish I had been of the age, to be able to vote for the one who deserves it. I'd always knew the members of the Opposition, as my late father always mingle with them. Bless Jeff Ooi, the founder of USJ.com.my, who had been really persistent of giving us information about the current situation. Bless Tony Pua, who made us proud as one of the younger men who took the initiative to bring benefits to the nation. Bless Irene Fernandez. I remember she was still able to walk when she attended my father's funeral, though with the help of a walking stick. Now even as she's wheelchair-bound she marched proudly with the able-bodied participants, proudly shouting "Daulat Tuanku", proudly being in the front line with the police, not backing down. Bless these people whom I thought had no hope in trying to bring the current political parties down. But now, as I finally had study politics as part of my degree programme, I came to understand that hope is not lost.
I know it's hopeless to urge my friends or whoever out there to read my blog, because most of you are still working. But please, do come and read it. Ask yourself: Are you happy with the government? The government who hesistates to make crucial decisions, just afraid of a small objection of the ministry, but be getting approvals from the millions of average Joes? Ask yourself: Do I care for what is happening now? Of course some will, some won't. People do tell me it was useless doing that. "What for? It's boring! It's hopeless! No one is going to listen to a bunch of teenagers ranting about politics". I might not agree but I won't bother to rebuke because of the previous situation. But now, look back at November 10, those who get tear gases, chemical waters, drenched wet, get beaten up, and yet still serving their purpose. Why are they doing that? Because THEY care! Isn't it time for us to do something too?
I know its impossible for me to do something crucial too. Some of you might think that it is stupid of me because I've never attended the event, and not doing any action to prove my sincerity because all I do is blog, HERE! Yes, I know people have been thinking of that for some bloggers, including me. They talk big, and not doing anything to help. Why don't you start by helping to give suggestions to those who ACTUALLY can make the difference? I will. I have been planning something for some time now. And it'll be soon before I actually put it into email to email it to the people responsible. And yes, I'll be demanding for something. I'll be demanding, or in polite terms, requesting, that our beloved media should get our independence back! To the media who wanted to continue enjoying the luxury of being under the government's umbrella, it's your choice. To those who don't, speak up! It's time you do something about it! Don't lose the opportunity to remain ethical to your own writing. You bear responsibility over the contents of your reports. You pay for the response of the audience to your reports. Do you dare to ask yourself that you only care of the sales of your newspapers, and not the quality?
I'm calling for those who feel hopeless to renew your hope. I'm calling for those who feel the need to speak up to speak up now. I'm calling, for those who's conscience are being kept hidden inside, to show it proudly now. Wear it in you. Be proud to show how much you truly wish for a change. We have done it, now the impact is there. It's high time we do make a difference for us! We will use the right methods to get what we want. We are not afraid, not now!
哪怕我们再被压迫，我们会反击得更加厉害！我相信我们会有一个公正的国家。我们不要求完美的政府，只是一个比较好的正统。好歹我们也是人民，应该做些改变，好让我们以后又一个更加美好的日子过。我们做的每一个动作，不是为了国家和社会！是为了自己！你怕吗？我告诉你，我不怕！我们会有一个干净利落的政府的。
We are so young yet so bloody ignorant about the current situation. We actually needed some people of the older generation to demonstrate it to us that they need our support for a fine nation! Shame on us youngsters! Shame on us who believed we'd never win! I actually felt ashamed not being able to participate in such a historic event that will sure be the prove of a good rebel to those who are so full of themselves! I'd wish I had been of the age, to be able to vote for the one who deserves it. I'd always knew the members of the Opposition, as my late father always mingle with them. Bless Jeff Ooi, the founder of USJ.com.my, who had been really persistent of giving us information about the current situation. Bless Tony Pua, who made us proud as one of the younger men who took the initiative to bring benefits to the nation. Bless Irene Fernandez. I remember she was still able to walk when she attended my father's funeral, though with the help of a walking stick. Now even as she's wheelchair-bound she marched proudly with the able-bodied participants, proudly shouting "Daulat Tuanku", proudly being in the front line with the police, not backing down. Bless these people whom I thought had no hope in trying to bring the current political parties down. But now, as I finally had study politics as part of my degree programme, I came to understand that hope is not lost.
I know it's hopeless to urge my friends or whoever out there to read my blog, because most of you are still working. But please, do come and read it. Ask yourself: Are you happy with the government? The government who hesistates to make crucial decisions, just afraid of a small objection of the ministry, but be getting approvals from the millions of average Joes? Ask yourself: Do I care for what is happening now? Of course some will, some won't. People do tell me it was useless doing that. "What for? It's boring! It's hopeless! No one is going to listen to a bunch of teenagers ranting about politics". I might not agree but I won't bother to rebuke because of the previous situation. But now, look back at November 10, those who get tear gases, chemical waters, drenched wet, get beaten up, and yet still serving their purpose. Why are they doing that? Because THEY care! Isn't it time for us to do something too?
I know its impossible for me to do something crucial too. Some of you might think that it is stupid of me because I've never attended the event, and not doing any action to prove my sincerity because all I do is blog, HERE! Yes, I know people have been thinking of that for some bloggers, including me. They talk big, and not doing anything to help. Why don't you start by helping to give suggestions to those who ACTUALLY can make the difference? I will. I have been planning something for some time now. And it'll be soon before I actually put it into email to email it to the people responsible. And yes, I'll be demanding for something. I'll be demanding, or in polite terms, requesting, that our beloved media should get our independence back! To the media who wanted to continue enjoying the luxury of being under the government's umbrella, it's your choice. To those who don't, speak up! It's time you do something about it! Don't lose the opportunity to remain ethical to your own writing. You bear responsibility over the contents of your reports. You pay for the response of the audience to your reports. Do you dare to ask yourself that you only care of the sales of your newspapers, and not the quality?
I'm calling for those who feel hopeless to renew your hope. I'm calling for those who feel the need to speak up to speak up now. I'm calling, for those who's conscience are being kept hidden inside, to show it proudly now. Wear it in you. Be proud to show how much you truly wish for a change. We have done it, now the impact is there. It's high time we do make a difference for us! We will use the right methods to get what we want. We are not afraid, not now!
哪怕我们再被压迫，我们会反击得更加厉害！我相信我们会有一个公正的国家。我们不要求完美的政府，只是一个比较好的正统。好歹我们也是人民，应该做些改变，好让我们以后又一个更加美好的日子过。我们做的每一个动作，不是为了国家和社会！是为了自己！你怕吗？我告诉你，我不怕！我们会有一个干净利落的政府的。
Good Morning Revival of "Newrology", Hello from 1Utama.
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Greetings everyone. Currently I'm stationed in 1Utama. How do I manage to blog here without interfering my work is not for you to know. Be glad I managed to get time to keep my blog alive. Or at least, I'd love to keep my blog alive.
I've been thinking about the term "Newrology". Instead of having someone checking our brains (aka normal term aka neurology for those who are still confused), why not we have a "newrologist" who put implants of new ideas into our brains? Something out of this world, yet to be accomplished. Something to actually keep things movings (Other items that are keeping us moving: Money, time, love). Who knows, your new idea will be the next best thing in the world.
Think about a business not ventured into. How about science and mathematics? Open a business corporation selling knowledge of science and maths. I'm not talking about tuition centres or specialised books. I'm talking about hiring people to tell you what does a term means while you do your homework. Pick the babe/hunk of your choice to meet at a specific time. He/She will appear at your doorsteps, dressed in clothes you have chose for them (Your choice to include nude and scantily clad clothing), if you don't understand something, just ask them. They'll tell you what is the correct term. Direct questions like "what is the answer to this question?" will not be entertained. Of course, you have to tip them to do a maid's job like handing you drinks, strip dance (oops), or massage you to relax yourself. But the main purpose is that you can feel relaxed doing your homework under the presence of someone you like, instead of being tensed up because of the dateline to hand up your homework. Cool eh? And if you have money, probably you can purchase few talking robots, but robots don't have intelligence and common sense like humans. Some might prefer flesh too (oops again).
If something like this is too explicit for you, why not go for something tamer? Nowadays, we have so much of personalised items. Customised computers, personalised stickers, customised jewellery, even customised customer services. Oh, how picky we are. We want everything that suits our taste, because we want to be unique, one and only. If that's the case, why not open an agency for customised jobs? Pick the company of your choice. Ask yourself why you want to be in this company and what do you have that the company should hire you. If you are lucky, you'll be rewarded with an interview; if not, the agency or agent is not responsible for the damages done. The agent do not write the resume for you, more like helping you to get in touch with that certain company. The rest is up to you to make an effort if you want to see it happening. Then, when you really get hired, please remember to pay/tip for the service. (Agents, make those applicants sign an agreement that they'll pay no matter what).
Another thing about "newrology", is that the business idea might not work at the first place. Like once upon a time when the craze of "tamagochi" the mini game console where you can battle with another "VR pet", and you must keep them alive and well every single day. It was a craze, but also a waste of time, literally. Nobody really plays that anymore now. We shoud have a crazier craze that is long lasting, something like digital cameras. Back in the days it wasn't possible, but now it is, correct? But some inventions are ridiculous, like combining a mobile phone and a computer together, making a "compuphone". I never like it. The design is either too big for a handphone, or too small for a computer. How do those people read the text without getting a headache? I would get it if i have one. A PDA might be better for me.
Why do I call it "Newrology"? One, it's new; Two, it's uses the brain. Don't try to crack your head open just because someone else was ahead of you (No pun intended). Just because someone has "been there, done that" doesn't mean you cannot surpass them. Give it a try for those people venturing into business, or those who wants to venture them into the future. Once upon a time, people don't think that local food will be popular. But hey, all you need is good packaging, good branding, good marketing strategy and voila. Lousy but tasty food turns to good looking and tasty food. Amazing how people like to dress things up eh?
Ah-ha! Just thought of another business idea. A dress up company. You name them, we have them. We'll dress up anything from living creatures to stoic objects. Dress them up just because you want them to look pretty. Dress them up just because they want you to help them sell. Whatever the reason, you want it, we'll have it. We combine two minor mass commication sections into one: Public Relations and Advertising. Spread your brand over. Dress them to make your company look big. Advertise yourself by dressing up whatever you have. Amazing, and I guarantee that customers will soon be bursting your door just by wanting your items all dressed up and pretty. Why not?
I'm good at conducting ideas. I have more ideas actually, but I'll just share 3 of them with you. What about you? Any new ideas? Why not you share it with this "newrologist" eh? Don't worry, I won't steal your ideas, I already shared 3 of them and I'm not scared. So please, don't hesitate. Leave your comments now!*
*Overrated blog promotion
Thanks and good day
I've been thinking about the term "Newrology". Instead of having someone checking our brains (aka normal term aka neurology for those who are still confused), why not we have a "newrologist" who put implants of new ideas into our brains? Something out of this world, yet to be accomplished. Something to actually keep things movings (Other items that are keeping us moving: Money, time, love). Who knows, your new idea will be the next best thing in the world.
Think about a business not ventured into. How about science and mathematics? Open a business corporation selling knowledge of science and maths. I'm not talking about tuition centres or specialised books. I'm talking about hiring people to tell you what does a term means while you do your homework. Pick the babe/hunk of your choice to meet at a specific time. He/She will appear at your doorsteps, dressed in clothes you have chose for them (Your choice to include nude and scantily clad clothing), if you don't understand something, just ask them. They'll tell you what is the correct term. Direct questions like "what is the answer to this question?" will not be entertained. Of course, you have to tip them to do a maid's job like handing you drinks, strip dance (oops), or massage you to relax yourself. But the main purpose is that you can feel relaxed doing your homework under the presence of someone you like, instead of being tensed up because of the dateline to hand up your homework. Cool eh? And if you have money, probably you can purchase few talking robots, but robots don't have intelligence and common sense like humans. Some might prefer flesh too (oops again).
If something like this is too explicit for you, why not go for something tamer? Nowadays, we have so much of personalised items. Customised computers, personalised stickers, customised jewellery, even customised customer services. Oh, how picky we are. We want everything that suits our taste, because we want to be unique, one and only. If that's the case, why not open an agency for customised jobs? Pick the company of your choice. Ask yourself why you want to be in this company and what do you have that the company should hire you. If you are lucky, you'll be rewarded with an interview; if not, the agency or agent is not responsible for the damages done. The agent do not write the resume for you, more like helping you to get in touch with that certain company. The rest is up to you to make an effort if you want to see it happening. Then, when you really get hired, please remember to pay/tip for the service. (Agents, make those applicants sign an agreement that they'll pay no matter what).
Another thing about "newrology", is that the business idea might not work at the first place. Like once upon a time when the craze of "tamagochi" the mini game console where you can battle with another "VR pet", and you must keep them alive and well every single day. It was a craze, but also a waste of time, literally. Nobody really plays that anymore now. We shoud have a crazier craze that is long lasting, something like digital cameras. Back in the days it wasn't possible, but now it is, correct? But some inventions are ridiculous, like combining a mobile phone and a computer together, making a "compuphone". I never like it. The design is either too big for a handphone, or too small for a computer. How do those people read the text without getting a headache? I would get it if i have one. A PDA might be better for me.
Why do I call it "Newrology"? One, it's new; Two, it's uses the brain. Don't try to crack your head open just because someone else was ahead of you (No pun intended). Just because someone has "been there, done that" doesn't mean you cannot surpass them. Give it a try for those people venturing into business, or those who wants to venture them into the future. Once upon a time, people don't think that local food will be popular. But hey, all you need is good packaging, good branding, good marketing strategy and voila. Lousy but tasty food turns to good looking and tasty food. Amazing how people like to dress things up eh?
Ah-ha! Just thought of another business idea. A dress up company. You name them, we have them. We'll dress up anything from living creatures to stoic objects. Dress them up just because you want them to look pretty. Dress them up just because they want you to help them sell. Whatever the reason, you want it, we'll have it. We combine two minor mass commication sections into one: Public Relations and Advertising. Spread your brand over. Dress them to make your company look big. Advertise yourself by dressing up whatever you have. Amazing, and I guarantee that customers will soon be bursting your door just by wanting your items all dressed up and pretty. Why not?
I'm good at conducting ideas. I have more ideas actually, but I'll just share 3 of them with you. What about you? Any new ideas? Why not you share it with this "newrologist" eh? Don't worry, I won't steal your ideas, I already shared 3 of them and I'm not scared. So please, don't hesitate. Leave your comments now!*
*Overrated blog promotion
Thanks and good day
Sudden increase in blog views
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This is funny. I don't recall updating my blog for such a long time. In fact, the whole of October, I only have one blog post. So why the sudden increase in my blog views?
Just my thoughts. See ya. And great blog Kenny. Keep it posted. "
I think Kenny didn't realise that instead of linking the winner to the winning comment, he linked it here, to my blog.
That explains it. And yes I'm wookie, the lucky girl (or some would say "bitch" because they wrote tons in hope to win) that won the Hugo fragrance XX edition. Or at least I think its XX, maybe Kenny might cross over? Great, Ephyon will enjoy the perfume instead of me. Haha. Oh wait, I'll enjoy too, smelling him that is *evil grin*.
And yes, I'm very informal now, because this is something I need to clarify, by my personal self, not the self that writes logics and facts and egoistical blog posts.
Probably some would wonder what is the comments that made me the winner? Did I write anything special? Did I list out 10 instead of 5 things that made a guy gorgeous for doing something? Nah, I don't have the time. And truthfully, I didn't intend to join it, but it's just that because the topic was a very happy and heartwarming one. So I decided to just write in, and tell what is most gorgeous for me. And its really short, so till now I'm still confused as to what was so appealing about my comment.
"The gorgeous thing about a guy is that he could resist shouting over his girl or cursing her simply because of her mood swings, whether is she in PMS or not. It's very tough for a guy to keep his head cool especially when the girl was being bitchy and really unreasonable, and that's what a guy hates the most. Which is why you have to count your blessings if your guy actually tries his best to keep his temper under control when your mood is really down the drains, because what you said might be illogical, and you might apologise for saying that the next day, and even if you don't see it, your guy will be hurt or feeling less love over what you've done. So yea, I love my guy for that.
And speaking about PMS, if your guy ever massages your belly while you experience the worst cramps every month of that time, be thankful. If he buys you chocolates, and visit you whenever you feel the pain, be thankful. If he ever tells you that your suffering every month is actually for the sake of bearing your children with him in the near future, be even more thankful. That was the best things I've heard from my guy. And I still treasure it even though he has forgotten about it. Because those were the most gorgeous thing he did when I'm in the worst times of my life. Believe me, it's pain as hell. So who doesn't like a guy who knows how to help a girl soothe her pain eh? ;)
Just my thoughts. See ya. And great blog Kenny. Keep it posted. "
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Its this SHORT. and I won?? I tried emailing Kenny about this but he didn't reply, anyone know why I'm a winner?
To those who are curious about what I wrote. There you go. You may leave now. I doubt you actually wanted to continue reading rants of a 19 year-old.
To those who continued to stay, very good, you may continue to listen to my rants. And I don't show this kind of personal self onto the blog anymore, unless there's another thing I should clarify that I couldn't possibly talk to you about it. So, appreciate that, though I'd love for you guys to appreciate my other more serious posts.
And yes, PERIOD cramps is PAIN as HELL. I had the more serious type of cramps. When I was younger, I couldn't even eat or drink when I have pain. Because if I do so, I'll just vomit the contents out. And I have skipped classes multiple times to stay inside the resting room (or PBSM room, however you like to intepret it), and things didn't go better.
It still hogs me now and then, but this time I have some support aka Ephyon. He's one of the greatest guy I've ever seen. I remember I suffered this once when I was attending a lecture, and my coursemates helplessly just looked at me, the guys I mean, they didn't dare to touch me, just kept saying whether am I okay. I appreciate that because at least they asked. But Ephyon just stretch that and tried to make myself better in a way or another. He really did all that, massaging me, buy me chocolates. He did visit me, and he did say that. It sounds kind of corny yea, but, how many of your boyfriends would say that to you when you are going to the gates of hell?
And the PMS thing, erm, every girl go through that. Guys complain about it. Ephyon once relate me to one of his friend's quote "If I ever want to call my girlfriend a bitch, its during her PMS".
Yes, true, everything they said is true, heck, in my case, I have to be angry and sad at least once each, to know my PMS is here. Ah well, serious cramps comes serious symptoms before that. Before Ephyon knew about the pattern he was annoyed, angered, tried to ignore me. All kinds of problems la. He tried to avoid things that make me sad. So he made up stories, which unfortunately, got busted. We fought for countless times, from petty things to serious issues.As time goes, he come to know he cannot avoid not knowing that PMS exist.
He loves a good argument, so do I. Unfortunately, he's more logical in looking things than I am. So sometimes I lose. But I know in that PMS time, I'll win. I'll be so unreasonably logical that he can't fight back. Finally he'll just said "I really hate your PMS".
See how hard the boyfriend tries to keep his head cool whenever the girlfriend tries to fight him off something? I bet many didn't even see the symptoms of it coming. So that results in dissatisfaction and eventually, break up. I'm lucky enough to know him and logical enough to tell him that if he sees my emotional turmoil, he know a storm is coming. So during that time, he'll be the "pitiful boyfriend". People once said that he's pitiful. I think he is too. That's why its a wonder he's still with me. I had told him countless times that my emotions is not something in control, that he should leave me if he can. He chose to stay. His choice, our gain. And we are still strong. =)
Yeah, that's about it. I wish them good luck for the next giveaway.
P/S: I won't be blogging much since I'm going for work soon. But I might have creative expressions. So, just wait la.
Bye!
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