Not too long ago, I was in an emotionally charged situation. You can probably relate; certain emotions, like fear, grief or anger produce physiological effects on you. The extreme of which is the feeling of nausea.
It then occurred to me that it seems like it's mostly negative emotions that can lead you to have such a feeling. At least I've not really heard of any cases where someone was so happy they barfed.
"Baby, I love you. Will you marry me?"
"Oh oh oh! Of course I *gulp gulp snort wraaaaaagghh*... do"
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Thursday, January 24, 2008
When shit happens
I got into an accident today on the way to work. It was on a road that I had never taken before, and when I turned the corner, the woman in front of me slammed her brakes. While my brakes seemed to work fine, the car skidded right into her Perdana. Bugger.
When shit happens, you tend to question why. Why the hell was I on that road? Why the hell was the traffic so fucked? Why the hell didn't my wheels grip the damn road?
Even though the situation has been settled (with me now RM500 poorer) it still eats me inside. My mom told me some chinese saying about 'money out blocks bad luck' or something like that. I sure hope she's right.
Sigh. What a start to the new years. Bugger.
or, is this the 'grand finale' of bad luck for my previous year? (by the Chinese calendar anyway!)
Now there's a silver lining.. =\
When shit happens, you tend to question why. Why the hell was I on that road? Why the hell was the traffic so fucked? Why the hell didn't my wheels grip the damn road?
Even though the situation has been settled (with me now RM500 poorer) it still eats me inside. My mom told me some chinese saying about 'money out blocks bad luck' or something like that. I sure hope she's right.
Sigh. What a start to the new years. Bugger.
or, is this the 'grand finale' of bad luck for my previous year? (by the Chinese calendar anyway!)
Now there's a silver lining.. =\
Monday, January 21, 2008
Psychic thoughts strike again!
It must be the position of the moon or something cause things are just getting weird.
One of my favourite cartoonists is this guy called Scott Meyer. You can find his work, Basic Instructions, at www.basicinstructions.net. The title of his comic is pretty self-explanatory.
So yeah, I was thinking about his work this morning and wondering if it was 'that' easy to create a kick-ass comic. I figured that with a title like Basic Instructions, you could pretty write about just anything! You could write a funny piece about how to spot a Star Wars fan.
You guessed it. I got home today and opened his site to see if he has published anything new, and BAM!
http://www.basicinstructions.net/2008/01/how-to-decide-which-star-wars-character.html
Again, not exactly on the mark, but holy nuts. =\
One of my favourite cartoonists is this guy called Scott Meyer. You can find his work, Basic Instructions, at www.basicinstructions.net. The title of his comic is pretty self-explanatory.
So yeah, I was thinking about his work this morning and wondering if it was 'that' easy to create a kick-ass comic. I figured that with a title like Basic Instructions, you could pretty write about just anything! You could write a funny piece about how to spot a Star Wars fan.
You guessed it. I got home today and opened his site to see if he has published anything new, and BAM!
http://www.basicinstructions.net/2008/01/how-to-decide-which-star-wars-character.html
Again, not exactly on the mark, but holy nuts. =\
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Getting actors to look...
I was listening to the promos of the new movie Cloverfield on the radio today. Btw, if you've not seen the trailer is pretty awesome. (like all of them seem to be huh?)
Something occurred to me as they were discussing it. Imagine if a monster movie had an actor/s that couldn't really get the look of terror right. What would he have to tell them to inspire that look?
"You've got a 100 foot monster tearing his way towards you!" - nah
"The person next to you just got his head bitten off, and he's still running!" - nope
"Starbucks just ran out of low fat milk!" - *shockgaspyelp*
"Britney Spears has ditched singing to open up a kindergarden!" - *GEAAARRRRGGGHHHHHHHHHAEEEIIIIIIMOOTHAAAAFUKKKKAAAAAAAA*
Something occurred to me as they were discussing it. Imagine if a monster movie had an actor/s that couldn't really get the look of terror right. What would he have to tell them to inspire that look?
"You've got a 100 foot monster tearing his way towards you!" - nah
"The person next to you just got his head bitten off, and he's still running!" - nope
"Starbucks just ran out of low fat milk!" - *shockgaspyelp*
"Britney Spears has ditched singing to open up a kindergarden!" - *GEAAARRRRGGGHHHHHHHHHAEEEIIIIIIMOOTHAAAAFUKKKKAAAAAAAA*
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Feng Shui Schmengshui
My ex-colleagues will insist that I'm a walking germ. I suppose it's time to 'fess up and admit that there's really something wrong with me. For some reason, despite the healthy living, I tend to fall sick often. Even more so now that I'm in this new agency.
It's frustrating. Believe me. I've consulted various doctors, but you get the standard schpiel about getting enough sleep, vitamins, exercise. Blablabla. Today, one finally asked about my sleeping position! "Draw me your room layout", she says. I was amused, so I entertained her request.
Turns out that it's fine, so she just said to "try sleeping with your head in this direction instead". Right.
I get home and relay this to my mom and she enthusiastically whips out her Lilian Too book and points to this page that says if my room was in the northwest part of the house, and/or that if my bed is in the northwest part of the room, I've got an evil star on me.
Guess what? I've got a double whammy. So... seeing that I can't bloody well move my room, I'll readjust my bed this weekend, and we'll see what happens. I'm running out of options here!!!
It's frustrating. Believe me. I've consulted various doctors, but you get the standard schpiel about getting enough sleep, vitamins, exercise. Blablabla. Today, one finally asked about my sleeping position! "Draw me your room layout", she says. I was amused, so I entertained her request.
Turns out that it's fine, so she just said to "try sleeping with your head in this direction instead". Right.
I get home and relay this to my mom and she enthusiastically whips out her Lilian Too book and points to this page that says if my room was in the northwest part of the house, and/or that if my bed is in the northwest part of the room, I've got an evil star on me.
Guess what? I've got a double whammy. So... seeing that I can't bloody well move my room, I'll readjust my bed this weekend, and we'll see what happens. I'm running out of options here!!!
Monday, January 7, 2008
4:50
The most interesting thing happened in my dreams last night.
The dream itself wasn't spectacular; I was driving around PJ trying to arrange lunch with an ex-colleague on my mobile. There was a thunderstorm, and we were having difficulty thinking of a place to go. Then I glanced at my watch, it was kinda late for lunch.. about 4:50pm.
I was then awakened by something, so I stumbled to the toilet anyway to take a piss. Back to my pillow, I groggily wondered what time it was. Interestingly enough, it was 4:57am.
While not exactly accurate, it was so uncanny that my dream time for some strange reason coordinated itself with reality. (at least numerically, if not the actual time of day) Now this could mean a few things:
1) Like how a PC still tells the same time after being shut down, you have some kinda clock running.
2) Since I sleep with my phone beside me, could it be possible that some things 'jump'? (if this is true, what's the determinant that makes whatever it is, 'jump'?)
I shall be experimenting in the next few nights.
The dream itself wasn't spectacular; I was driving around PJ trying to arrange lunch with an ex-colleague on my mobile. There was a thunderstorm, and we were having difficulty thinking of a place to go. Then I glanced at my watch, it was kinda late for lunch.. about 4:50pm.
I was then awakened by something, so I stumbled to the toilet anyway to take a piss. Back to my pillow, I groggily wondered what time it was. Interestingly enough, it was 4:57am.
While not exactly accurate, it was so uncanny that my dream time for some strange reason coordinated itself with reality. (at least numerically, if not the actual time of day) Now this could mean a few things:
1) Like how a PC still tells the same time after being shut down, you have some kinda clock running.
2) Since I sleep with my phone beside me, could it be possible that some things 'jump'? (if this is true, what's the determinant that makes whatever it is, 'jump'?)
I shall be experimenting in the next few nights.
Sunday, January 6, 2008
Rituals
Yesterday I attended the wedding of my former boss. In the morning, they had the church procession and at night, the usual Chinese dinner. While this post might seem as 'doh', what struck me during that day was how important rituals are... and how I have taken them for granted.
I suppose I've never really thought so much about the significance of the many different things we do. From weddings, religion, family and virtually every aspect of your life, you perform rituals. I tend to think that it is the inherent intent that is most important... but could it be that without the ritual to bind it, it would be meaningless?
For example; the wedding vow is simply the ritual that seals the commitment that the two people have already chosen to make. The act of asking your parents to 'eat' before a meal is a ritual display of filial piety. Not having it there wouldn't mean that I didn't love my parents, but removing it would certainly have some negative effect.
Next time you catch yourself doing something 'automatically', have a think on it.
I suppose I've never really thought so much about the significance of the many different things we do. From weddings, religion, family and virtually every aspect of your life, you perform rituals. I tend to think that it is the inherent intent that is most important... but could it be that without the ritual to bind it, it would be meaningless?
For example; the wedding vow is simply the ritual that seals the commitment that the two people have already chosen to make. The act of asking your parents to 'eat' before a meal is a ritual display of filial piety. Not having it there wouldn't mean that I didn't love my parents, but removing it would certainly have some negative effect.
Next time you catch yourself doing something 'automatically', have a think on it.
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
Story #7 - Struck
It's funny how some things start. Be it life or stories, (it's one and the same isn't it?) things have a peculiar way of taking the course that you least expect. This story tells of an end, and the potential of a beginning. May 2008 be the start of something big for you, as I feel it will be for me. Happy New Year. =)
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People always say that ‘time flies’ when you’re having fun. As my life flashed before my eyes, I wasn’t too sure if I was having any. My body was on autopilot as I approached the person across the street from me. Friends used to tease me with the phrase ‘Wai Hai Sei’; crude, but interestingly literal at this point. What was it about her? I can’t really say, but she wasn’t a bad sight for the last thing you’d see. What I do know is that I don’t want it to end this way. Can I make you a bargain?
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People always say that ‘time flies’ when you’re having fun. As my life flashed before my eyes, I wasn’t too sure if I was having any. My body was on autopilot as I approached the person across the street from me. Friends used to tease me with the phrase ‘Wai Hai Sei’; crude, but interestingly literal at this point. What was it about her? I can’t really say, but she wasn’t a bad sight for the last thing you’d see. What I do know is that I don’t want it to end this way. Can I make you a bargain?
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