Time Lapse

Oh. It’s been 5 months already.

Lol, what am I doing updating this blog? It should be dead and sprouting dandelions already. But anyway.

The past months have been a trial. A new job, TWO car crashes in the span of a week , destroying my personality almost 5-6 times and reinventing myself again, and going on a rollercoaster emotional ride.

And i wanna change blog. This one looks so drab =(

Less words, more drama.

I’m back. I had multiple cardiac arrests, multiple muscle disorders, and had to undergo a triple bypass surgery to get my lungs working again, and a cranial automy to fix the dysfunct mid section of my brain. Messy stuff.

And of course, by now it’s apparent I’m spewing week old bullshit. I’m as healthy as a bull. I was just lazy, that’s soo wee kiat.

I’ve been busy. Reading. This busy :

So beautiful….

And these are my bookmarks 😉

I’m a sucker for fantasy books, and Robert Jordan’s are LOTR-esque kind of books. *Eyes glaze over*

And minus the fancy-shmancy Tolkien English to boot. Not that I mind, but it DOES help.

And another- My first clubbing experience 😀

First time clubbing, and already with the big fish, lol.

And thanks to Stephen for the epic collection XD

The Secret Lair of Don Victor

I know this is extremely early, but old man says it’s good to plan ahead. So i already have the plan of my future house in mind.

Not possibly too big, a semi-D corner would do XD

1)Huge wide glass windows would span majority of the house, accompanied by bamboo blinds for some shade. I dont wanna rely much on lighting during the day. Natural sunlight is the best, and is good for you. Plus, i can dry clothes inside my house

2)I remember old houses during the colonial era had a natural cooling system. Theeere, those holes above your door one allowing natural air to flow in and out thing, with the help of pressure and some-[                NATURAL PHYSICS EXPLANATION                   ]- which causes cool air to enter your house and hot air to exit. Saves electricity too, no need fan/aircon. Also saves the enviroment >D

3) Remember the huge glass windows i mentioned? There will be a bigger one upstairs, prolly 10 feet or so, So i can lie down on the floor and look up at  God’s abode – the sky. Nothing better and more liberating than lying down staring at clouds drifting past slowly. Also useful for watching stars at night. Don’t puke, I really love to do stuff like that.

4) There shalt be no doors. I hate doors. I want natural flow. (Might change)

5) A bamboo garden! Always wanted one, but never got around to it. Meh.

6) A big flight of stairs. Me like stairs. 3 hours on the stairs beats 8 hours at the gym, tops.

I’m prone to exxageration, but i think i proved my point  😐  For those who dunno where the pic was taken, shame on you. It’s Batu Caves.

7) And maybe….

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NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH.

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And seriously Debbie, wth? HAhahahahahaha (Her driving lesson with Indian instructor in entering gear)

To cover Debbie’s confidentiality, she shall hereforth be refered as “student”

Student: Eh, how la?! cannot masuk!

Indian Dude: You cannot feel ah??

Student: Noo! How to feel?

ID: When it masuk dalam, then you feel la! Okay, masuk now. Got feel or not?

Student: Noo.. Can feel anything meh?!

As I quote her : Sounds like a backfired sex scene.

Humanity’s Latest Plot on Denial 2

My fellow philosopher and gentlemen friend Lin Myaung Kyaw published a note on Facebook stating the oddities on Earth Hour, which i take very seriously. And I choose to share it with anyone that reads my blog.

This note is not the efforts of Victor’s hand, sweat and labour. Victor has not participated in anyway whatsoever in the creation of this post. Intelectual rights of the article belong to Victor’s friend Lin Kyaw,(the handsome chap I tagged) and therefore any disagreement, offense or problems should not be brought forth to Victor. Victor will not be held responsible for the mindfuck this article may induce. You have been forewarned.

The article:

Hmmm, one of my friends asked me to spread around a message concerning the EARTH HOUR. He said it’s an insult to conservationism. That it’s not even a serious attempt, it’s more like people pretending that they care about the environment, pleasuring their egos, and patting each other in the back for being such Mother Theresas (with the Earth).

He also mentioned that, if they wanted to care for they environment, they should think about their air-cons, their automobile habits (Gas guzzling SUV owners in particular), and NOT fuss about “Ooo! I’m switching off mah lights, which are one of THE MOST power efficient utilities in mah house! Wait, I can’t see anymore! I guess I’ll either drive around the town for 1 whole hour in ma gas guzzling tank of an SUV or use my 49 inch TV for illumination! Now, I’m a genius AND a saint!”

I don’t know whether he has posted anything like this on Facebook for u guys to read, but yeah, he’s pretty pissed at this notion. Anyways, more of his messages after this break. <BREAK>

Back to the message, he is raging at the fact that celebrities r riding the popularity train n tryin farm some reputation with this Earthy Hour thing. And he is pissed at the fact that their worshipers r following suit like they were sheep n the celebs were sheepdogs. He made a comment that, “humans are ______ing retarded imbeciles whose very existences prove that Darwin was wrong about human evolution, cos obviously they haven’t evolved past ‘Retarded Monkey AIDS-Carrier’. In fact, the depths of humanity’s intellect is so profoundly SHALLOW that i could see its bottom even if I was 6 lightyears away AND blind.” Well, i don’t think he said that word 4 word, but u get the message.

So to summarize everything, he said:
a) Earth Hour is nothing more than caressing our ego
b) SUVs and air-cons r bad for the environment
c) humans are shallow

So, if you care about the environment, live an Earth Life, spend every hour in conservationism, think before buying that plastic bottle that u’ll be throwing into some1 else’s drain, or driving to a place u can walk to, or trying to recreate the North Pole in ur tropical habitat with ur spankin new Air-Con. Oh, and stay away from sharks’ fin soup, cos they need their fins, we don’t, and even if we did, we’re way further from extinction than they r.

And lastly, even tho this friend of mine has said them hard things, don’t hate him. He’s like the ex-soldier father who disciplines his children with the cane; that’s just the kind of love he knows (lol, his wife must b an M). As for me, I don’t think I can find any justification as to why u would not hate me in fact, I’m insensitive, sarcastic, racist, elitist AND support Bush’s regime and his ‘Wars’ on Terror.

PS – This article is a dramatic reenactment of a true story, some events may have been dramatized for cinematic purposes.
PPS – The identity of that said friend has been withheld due to Lin-friend confidentiality.

Humanity’s Latest Plot on Denial

On March 28th, the human race all over the world will come together, to take part in the BIGGEST DENIAL EVER.

What was started by Australians have evolved into a worldwide event, this event my dear reader, is the Earth Hour. And Malaysia is part of it this year, and unfortunately in the future years. Website here

And so, this thing is what is born from the failure of the G8 Summit to produce any viable results and effects on the battle against global warming. Like a monstrous irradiated newborn, this campaign has so many appendages in so many countries, but apparently, it was born without a head. Or to be more precise, a working brain. And thus can’t seem to make complete sense of things. In fact, this movement falls completely under the farcical attempt by companies to “compensate” on the amount of carbon emmisions their activities emmit, by funding  Carbon Offsetting , which in short is an attempt to offset the amount of carbon they produce by funding windmills, solar plants, and other non pollutant energy generating projects, and also planting trees.

Being a minor enviromentalist who follows sites of “tree huggers” and “animal lovers” ardently, yours truly stares down at this abomination and wonders who in their right mind could have come up with something so full of holes, and yet manage to garner such a huge following? Lets put it this way. On March 28th worldwide, people who followed this movement are required to turn their switches off for ONE HOUR, because apparently, switching the switches off for one our reduces the power consumption needed, and thus reduces the need to generate power for an hour, and thus reduces pollution.

DO YOU ALL SEE THE OBVIOUS FLAW HERE?

Instead of staying at home, people just switch their lights off, and like bedazzled insects, head to the nearest source of light like clubs, bars, and other places of entertainment who don’t give a arse’s arse to this movement.

Why not just switch the fucking powerplants off? That way, all the lights are turned off, and everyone’s happy. Hospitals are exempted, but they have backup power generators so they still have life support. And switching off the grid, power to streetlights will go off, discouraging people from driving. Too those stubborn sods who still insist on stupidly driving to any place which still has electricity on, which obviously doesn;t exist, if you crash somewhere due to your limited range of your headlights, the world can do with less idiotic people like you, and the hospitals are full, so you can moan and slowly bleed to death by the roadside for the remaining hour, Thank you very much.

In short, switching off does NOT help the earth in any way. There are still some who honestly dont give a shit, and this is where it already failed. By making it a national effort (switching off the grid) people would be disgruntled, but hey, at least this time it works aye?

Another note: In Malaysia, Earth day occurs on March 28th, which is a SATURDAY. Which means all goverment offices would be closed. Which means of all goverment offices that pledge to switch off, there is no point because NO ONE IS WORKING. What’s the friggin point of switching off a building that is obviously not already in use? And to think that the newspapers had the gall to report : “Earth Day occuring on March 28th, a Saturday, which means employers won’t have to suffer a drop in productivity. Many goverment and private businesses have pledged to participate on this movement due to that. ”

And come to think of it, due to the rotation of Earth, we would have March 28th before the West. Which means while we’re off, they’re on. While they’re off, we’re on. What bollocks is this?  It’s like writing a letter  and playing the piano , ultimately neither gets done. (Someone correct me if I’m wrong)

I dunno what the heck to call this.

http://www.humanmetrics.com/cgi-win/JTypes2.asp

Your Type is

INFJ

Introverted	Intuitive	Feeling	Judging
Strength of the preferences %
22	25	62	1

And based on the results, my potrait and famous people having the same INFJ

Idealist Portrait of the Counselor (INFJ)Counselors have an exceptionally strong desire to contribute to the welfare of others, and find great personal fulfillment interacting with people, nurturing their personal development, guiding them to realize their human potential. Although they are happy working at jobs (such as writing) that require solitude and close attention, Counselors do quite well with individuals or groups of people, provided that the personal interactions are not superficial, and that they find some quiet, private time every now and then to recharge their batteries. Counselors are both kind and positive in their handling of others; they are great listeners and seem naturally interested in helping people with their personal problems. Not usually visible leaders, Counselors prefer to work intensely with those close to them, especially on a one-to-one basis, quietly exerting their influence behind the scenes.

Counselors are scarce, little more than one percent of the population, and can be hard to get to know, since they tend not to share their innermost thoughts or their powerful emotional reactions except with their loved ones. They are highly private people, with an unusually rich, complicated inner life. Friends or colleagues who have known them for years may find sides emerging which come as a surprise. Not that Counselors are flighty or scattered; they value their integrity a great deal, but they have mysterious, intricately woven personalities which sometimes puzzle even them.

Counselors tend to work effectively in organizations. They value staff harmony and make every effort to help an organization run smoothly and pleasantly. They understand and use human systems creatively, and are good at consulting and cooperating with others. As employees or employers, Counselors are concerned with people’s feelings and are able to act as a barometer of the feelings within the organization.

Blessed with vivid imaginations, Counselors are often seen as the most poetical of all the types, and in fact they use a lot of poetic imagery in their everyday language. Their great talent for language-both written and spoken-is usually directed toward communicating with people in a personalized way. Counselors are highly intuitive and can recognize another’s emotions or intentions – good or evil – even before that person is aware of them. Counselors themselves can seldom tell how they came to read others’ feelings so keenly. This extreme sensitivity to others could very well be the basis of the Counselor’s remarkable ability to experience a whole array of psychic phenomena.

Mohandas Gandhi, Sidney Poitier, Eleanor Roosevelt, Jane Goodall, Emily Bronte, Sir Alec Guiness, Carl Jung, Mary Baker Eddy, Queen Noor are examples of the Counselor Idealist (INFJ).

The Finger Breaker.

It’s a medieval torture device they used in the 18th century to “coax” people into giving information. Mainly used in the Spanish inquisition. Also, see the thumbscrew.

The finger breaker, in action.

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Irishmen and tap dancing – The bext combination on Earth. Oh, and the bagpipe too.

Bring on the riverdancing.

And Obama seems to be doing fine. So,

Don’t Believe What I Say.

I’m no motivation speaker; but. One question for you.

What are you doing with your life?

How often do you smile at home?

How often do you smile at work?

How often do you think of home?

How often do you think of your job?

How often do you think of completing your job?

Is your life going based on the goals you set for yourself?

Are you doing what you are passionate about?

If you’re lucky enough to be, how is it going for you?

If you’re not, what’s stopping you from going for it?

Fuh, got that out of my system. Bout damn time too. And I know that’s not “one” question. *points at title*

It’s all beneath the sand.

These few days were rainy days. Perfect weather for contemplation. So i sat down contemplating.

I have no idea how it is to feel enlightened. I decided to suprise myself by thinking of some insights of myself.

The results were somewhat suprising.

I’m randomly typing this after contemplation. It’s  all in bits and pieces, just like how my soul is now.

I realise this weird heavy emotion in me are the years of lone suffering and multiplying emotions collecting inside of me. They say that collected emotions, if without a proper outlet, would implode onto itself. I’ve kept mine contained for almost 5 years, and I’m still sane.

Why are they inside me, without an outlet of release? I realised this simple conclusion.

I have no one to talk too.

No one that can listen to my life in the past 5 years, without passing a single judgement on me. I can’t share it with another person, because in everyone I know, there’s hardly a person that I know would bother.

Not everyone knows me in deep. No one asked. Who the hell am I after all.

I was shy and withdrawn in secondary school. This wouldn’t have been a problem, if only people weren’t born so cruel. I know better now. I always try to get the silent ones into group discussions, even if it costs me, because I know, how they feel.

I was alone in school, I was alone i college. I try, but I fail all the time. People, and unreasonable circumstances have all but stamped the will out of me.

And people wonder why I’m so bitter. People wonder why I’m so quiet, and keep to myself the past 8 years. And I’m sure some judgements of my character has been passed. I don’t care. These people don’t mean a thing at all in my life. There’s a reason why some people don;t make it in my future.

I look foward to my future, where I do manage to find someone that’ll listen to me unconditionally, that would understand the pain I’m feeling. That it’s inside me, barely containable, and I feel the urge to just break down everyday and let go.

These emotions have made a different me. My personality is plit down the middle. I feel bitterness everywhere, but I mask it with some sense of denial inside of me, saying it;s all right, there’s no reason for you to scream out at them and hit them in the face.There’s no need for these kind of emotions.

I control it. I enuthasise myself everyday with the same dose of numbness, but there are occasions when the feelings just get too much, and i can feel it right on my chest.

Not many can understand what I’ve been saying. And I won;t be suprised. It’s not like you;ve been beside me the last 5 years or so. I’ve been pretty much counting my days.