San Francisco: Y2K
100 years ago in the era of vast industrialization and the gold rush, people flock from all around the world to a common place where it was rumored that gold nuggets were scattered everywhere and riches are for everyone to grab upon stepping foot on the land. San Francisco was a legend for those who heard about them, and a land of broken dreams for those who believed.
100 years later in the knowledge-based era, the gold rush still exists, only bigger. Millions of dollars are traded on the stock exchange everyday and trillions of dollars are drifting in the virtual world. People, once contented with their lives, followed footsteps of big players like Warren Buffet, George Soros, Donald Trump, Zig Ziglar etc., and ventured into uncharted lands that many couldn’t survive.
MLM, financial advisors roaming the streets, top real estate agents (Still using inefficient junkmail advertising) are clear indications of people still participating in the gold rush of the 21st century. Jobs that promises great fortunes if you dare to strive for it. (I don’t mean to say that they are stupid people, forgive me, but they are habitual line-steppers.)
My point is that (apart from them being irritating) I personally believe the people in these jobs are taking the biggest risk than anybody else especially if their goal is to reach financial stability. In my opinion, the basis of the risk exists because of the promise given to them. Sometimes people just forget to read the fine prints. Some of you might know that working in these jobs, you will most likely to be paid almost nothing in the first few months. Some strive, but they are always stuck. Finally the cream of the crop who’ve done so much to make it there, it is most likely that they could have had more returns, tangible and intangible, with the same amount of effort if they started out as an entrepreneur. But in any case if a entrepreneur were to fail his first business, I believe he would have gained experiences more valuable than any written on a resume, and that is able to help carry him to the next level.
Money aside, the exhilaration of setting up a business from scratch to the satisfaction of seeing your baby grow into a thriving company, that is well respected, that is a preferred employer, and even one that changes the world, is enormous.
Having said all that, financial advisors (p.s. applies only to those whom I’ve met on the streets) are pricks. If they know how to manage their money, keep it to yourself, except for a sincere few. Real estate agents, stop polluting the Earth, and finally, people that’s still frantically climbing up the ladder of MLM and getting your presidential club, ask yourself honestly, are you doing all these because of your selfish wants and greed, or are you sincerely out there to make people’s lives better? Even I have to ask myself that question sometimes. Let all make this world a better place. Start from yourself and just remember no matter what you do, do it with a clear conscience， 问心无愧。
For pot, peace and love.
心 。爱 。 歌 。
每个人都有一首属于自己的歌。
不论是因为曾经和心爱的人一同唱过，或者是因为它让你想起一个人，一件事，或一个地方； 但能肯定的是， 当你每次听到那首歌的时候，都会让人有很深的感触。
一首简单的歌。
曲子淡淡的忧伤；
都会让人回味无穷。
我:
一首陈奕迅的“低等动物”叙述恋情欲望的一面，也描述了感情破裂的前奏。
“给欲望找个对象，本质上都是一样。”
一段感情的破碎，能是结局， 也可能使起点。
“如果关怀是种补偿
还有什么不能原谅
倒不如这样
我们回到拥抱的现场
证明感情总是善良
残忍的是人会成长”
“不如这样”是一首。。。 。。。唉！我何必告诉你？
如果你们看过这两首歌的MTV, 你很可能和我有同感。
很奇怪的，通常一件最常浮上心头的事都是伤心所致。这也难怪最常能与世共鸣的歌，也是如此之类。
词，能让人感动。曲，能让人入神。 歌， 是一份心灵的礼物。
下一次听歌的时候，用心仔细地去聆听吧。
For pot, peace and love.
1 beat, 2 beat, 3.
I don’t want to be your lover, afraid of losing you.
Your just like an old skool can pull-ring. Used to be tons of them eons ago and now it’s hardly produced, sometimes you gotta dig for it in the soil, sometimes you’ll get it when you buy a can of China Apple drink when you least expected it. And when some of you do find it, Hey! Check how cool it is! OLD SKOOL MAN! KEEP KEEP! As for others, it’s just treated like a piece of trash. My mom don’t like me to keep rubbish.
Just take one minute a day to appreciate life, and you’ve lived to your fullest.
A breath of fresh air, the warmth of the morning sun. The smile of your lover and not having a bad sore throat. The best things in life are free and it never comes back the same. Appreciate every moment, sing with Bob Marley, and get on a natural high.
Infatuation kills, and usually it comes in dozens.
You heard me, and you know that fact yourself.
I’m a genie and I’ll grant you three wishes in your lifetime.
I was bestowed with the power. Make it happen I will. I’m the slave of mankind, their guardian and shepherd. To guide them to light, to give hope and love. Yeah, need to get to Amsterdam next month to replenish my weed supplies.
For pot, peace and love
Fuzzy Logic
It's a good day for well wishes.
A shout-out to all my friends in attachment right now, the first weeks are the toughest, so hang on to it and better things will come your way. Like I'd always say to my colleagues: You gotta learn how to take care of yourself. Get the cash and we'll have a hell of a time!
For my friends in army right now, just POP, definately can't wait to see you guys. Glad you guys have no problem adapting to it and guess I'm gonna repeat what your parents' might have said: "kiang dio ho, mai geh kiang"
Finally those whom are preparing for exams right now, take care of your health and may light shine upon your pen. +6 to intelligence
Take care and may God bless. Bling bling!
For pot, peace and love
Band of Brothers
Just finished watching Band of Brothers on DVD and needless to say, many of you out there will agree that it’s a fantastic production. Definitely not because of the stereotype that guys like war films, but it did left me damn emo man. I have no idea why I felt that way, considering that I have not gone to the army, not to mention going to war. However, the film touched me in the same way I believe, to others, as it did to me. For themselves, the fight to get out of hell’s gate and for the world, fighting for freedom. ‘They depended on each other and the world depended on them.’. Much emphasis was put on how they developed their bond, their spirit, sacrifices and how they grew as individuals. I think what really captivated me was their courage, their valor, their hunger for freedom, even their vulnerabilities. Like most of them, the fear of war, seeing how their friends die, how their lovers left them through the passage of time, and the sheer length of the war itself, thinking about it, I’d doubt few could live through that. I know I won’t. Not even a 6km run.
It’s more than a great production actually, cause it leaves an impact on people and it reflects heroic deeds of the pass and gives recognition of those whom might be forgotten and even unknown to people like us. For as far I know, they were made heroes thanks to media, and I (hope) will be a hero someday. No matter how big or small. Even for once, the feeling surely damn shiok one man.
Bought an ‘act’ vintage Lucky Strike lighter from ig’s heaven today. Mmm! Well, slightly influenced by Band of Brothers also. Haha! Damn it, they were smoking Lucky Strikes all the time man, and the look of satisfaction on their faces.. Argh! Oh well, Lucky Strikes means fine tobacco. Thanks to jolly ol’ St. Luz. Marry Fucking Christmas.
For pot, peace and love
Poser
Loneliness was never my foe
Only because my love wasn’t true.
Love was a taboo, never to be sought
Only because I never had the chance,
To be with the one I’d call my love so true.
Love, by far, is the hardest thing I have to face
When she is with another and disappeared without a trace.
Exuberance, exhilaration of love can only be imagined.
Somehow, somewhere, in the deepest, farthest memories,
The moments, the people that I hold so dear,
Kept me alive and my heart believing,
That one day, I will have a male fairy tale come true.
For pot, peace and forgotten love
Tranquillity: Dispels All Magic
Chillllllllout day baby. After the mundane shizzles of the day, took the opportunity to watch the sunset in school while it was quiet or else people think I’m crazy or on the verge of committing suicide or something. Just stood there and absorbed everything, animate, inanimate, sights, sounds, life and the creations of mama nature. Blue skies blending in with the tinge of evening purple like how the espresso on caramel macchiato would slowly diffuse and blend elegantly together. Sprinklers dance in harmony with the birds, and joggers in the distance… ran. It was chilling man. It was Zen baby! Y’all fillin’ me?! You people know how it feels. I mean, this wondersh*t (actually intended to spell ‘wonderful sh*t’ but it subconsciously came out this way and I shall leave it as it should.) saves lives man! It’s nature’s Zyban! Even the bus trip home, the scenery was still as good and a pretty lady sat beside me. Haha! Chilled at Starbucks and had supper, so the day ended pretty good I suppose. The cycle shall repeat tomorrow and definitely not looking forward to the weekend. After the week is over, don’t even bother to ask me how my weekend was.
So CUTE! Still lovin' it after all these while
For pot, peace and love
just a intro....
Press On: Nothing in the world can take the place of persistence. Talent will not; nothing is more common than unsuccessful individuals with talent. Genius will notl unrewarded genius is alomost a proverb. Educatiion will not; the world is full of educated derelicts. Persistence and determination alone are omnipotent.
by Vince Lombardi (legendary coach of Green Bay Packers)
Witch Doctor's Sizzling Pot
Whole day play Warcraft play until bak chiew chut star. But that shall continue.
"Fukui-san."
"Yes go ahead."
"What the Iron troll is doing right now is putting heads in the pot they have to boil for 20mins so the irons could be used in the 2nd dish - an iron raspberry sorbet."
"Mmm! Sounds good!"
Bless Us.
Rain was bestowed on our world from the heavens to nourish every living cell. I stood in the rain, one with the very element that created me. Soul refreshed, body cleansed, mind cleared and I’m born again. Water is the element of life, yet some are terribly harmed by the same source.
Just like the chicken and egg problem, the question of whether humans are a mistake by God is still relatively left unanswered. But what we do know that the higher powers are sometimes displeased with how we are ill-treating his property. (Breathes) Of course, maybe we are still created for a reason, but the only possible argument I’m willing to give myself is that we’re just here to deplete the resources before the eventual infernal devouring of Mother Earth by the greater Sun; and probably a ultra-real-reality documentary-cum-game in any case, that we are supposed to evolve into greater beings and build an army great enough for the war of the worlds, if in the first place we don’t kill ourselves out of greed and selfishness. Destruction, repeat. The heavens need to unleash its wrath once in awhile to control the situation I guess. Like a good slap on the horse ass would naturally force greater efficiency, the higher ups only hope to attain their ultimate goals more quickly.
Even if things wasn’t as f***ed up as I theorized, and God created us for a good cause, I just wish that a saint would emerge from amongst us soon, and guide us out of the never ending pursue of fame, glory and wealth. You could say that you don’t, good for you, but you know you do, and we all know that you know that you do; everyone does. Like the preacher of the better world inside me would always say, “Others before self”. On the surface, it says that you should live for others and not yourself. However, you know that it’s more than that. No matter what your life goals are, being a good parent, actress, millionaire, self-contentment, you will inevitably affect the environment you are in. As long as you know that it is done with a good cause, take comfort that even if your life ends tomorrow, you have touched lives, and the process will never have an ending knot to it. So, the next time you’re thinking about what your purpose in this world is or how insignificant you are, brush away the thought (Unless you’re from RJC, RI, VJC, ACJC, SAJC or anyone that behaves like an asshole. P.S. Had a nightmare last night?). Be happy, spread the love, and the universe will unfold itself as it should.
So much for being the smartest species, asking seals to throw basketballs and octopus to open jars. Just because others look reserved doesn’t mean that they are fools. They might just be entertaining us because we’re retards to them. A man with few words is a man of substance. Well, hope we really aren’t the dumbest species on this planet to even realize that when our world is on the brim of destruction, all we’re going to get is a mocking farewell by the dolphins. “So long, and thanks for all the fish”
For pot, peace, love and enlightenment.
Shattered Pieces
This specific period of time right now, seemed particularly fragile to me, somehow like it’s going into another phase of transition. Probably because my good friends are going into army and I’ve kind of contracted the fact that it will be my turn soon. As usual, every time you yearn for something, there will be always a part of you that fear the consequences of attaining it. Be it a relationship, cigarettes, an iPod, or even Burger King. Though as much as I want to constantly step out of my comfort zone, for me right now, and probably again next year, the worry of stepping out of it - again and again, it’s damn irritating! Every time you think about the past, nostalgia overwhelms. Take glee that you are living in, what will become of the past.
Just recently, a relative of my good friend left to a better place. I went to the wake and it was also the first time I’ve seen him in such discomposure. To my knowledge they were very close and no wonder he felt such loss. Anyways, I sincerely hope he’ll from this incident, grow up to be a greater man, a better person. My deepest sympathy to his family for their loss.
For pot, faith and love.
Shitty People
Just last week while I was working, seems that things have been going bad to worse for everybody and definitely I can be the witness for that. Even one of my good mates claimed that it was the worst company he has ever worked for, after being in the work force for 13 years. Based on that claim you should have a rough idea of how bad it is. 2 things: firstly, it’s a great place to work no doubt, great customers, great retail environment, plenty of interaction between people going around. So that’s definitely not the problem. Backstabbing is kept to a minimal as well. Sadly, our managers totally suck. They can’t people manage, fine. They are being delegated minimal managerial duties regarding operations, but they still can’t do no sh*t. Elaboration isn’t necessary. Anyone reading this post now, 99% will be better managers than them, guaranteed.
I believe being a good manager just requires you to be a little more than a good friend to motivate people, and the dedication and commitment you put into everything you do. I hope you agree with me on that. You are doing it everyday, so it is quite ridiculous why some people are being hated. As I think about that point, suddenly it occurred to me that if you want to be a good manager, a good friend or son, it has to start from within; your character and stuff. It serves as a basis for everything. Even if you read tons of books on leadership, there has to be a basis from which it can be delivered appropriately. Start from everyday, the way you talk to people, your optimism, the sensitivity towards other people’s strength, all these I believe will help me a long way. Make the world a better place.
For pot, peace and love.
