People has the thoughts that God is not fair. For instance, the other day I was enjoying my ice latte at Coffee Bean I saw a fast balding man with loads of fats and cash walking in with his superbly hot girlfriend after parking his new beemer 5 series, I wonder where is justice; is there no fairness? He has the cash and he has the girl too? Point of case 2, I know of a 17 year old prick who happens to get a spanking new Nissan GT-R(which happens to be the most fabulous car right now) for his birthday present by daddy. What has the boy done to get that car which also happens to cost a cool 700k?
Well if you doubt God(again depending on which God you subscribe to!) He will answer in a strange way. I believe the torrid time the man with a hot girl and a good car got during his childhood is hideous. More so if he happens to go to the same school I came from. Insults, jeering and discrimination must have rained down on him whenever he walk past any of the brats(which is normal) like me in school. So I reckon he grit his teeth, get down to work(study), get a good results and are now enjoying the fruits of his hard work. Jon was never an angel at school, dating, playing and fooling around it the main idea of secondary schooling. Though I’ve got a good stable job which I’m not ready to complain, I think God did the right thing. The fat bald man deserved it, while Jon got lucky with what he had. Then you might ask, what about that lucky brat who got the new Nissan GT-R?? Yes I’m envious coz the car(which is Japan’s national icon) happens to be in my radar and I assume 60% of guys worldwide would wet their pants at night imagining this car. But I also heard he crashed his spanking 700k car in the following week. He escape unscathed no doubt due to the car’s attribute but I can bet my house he is shaken if not shattered emotionally. So again God is fair, that now poor chap might not be able to enjoy driving fast ever again!
Which brings it nicely to the topic of the day; Lizzie! You see this friend of mine is what I would call a Perfect Mismatch coz God wasn’t being fair to us. She is tall, has exotic looks(albeit in a good elegant way), has curvy figure, has "assets" that would make girls turn green and turn guys into salivating machine and drool over her, quirky accent again in a good way and good skins although permanently tanned! If you’re following, then you will protest that it is then concluded that she is a dumb-arse bimbos. An LV is a must(which happens to be most ridiculous piece of tools a girl need-pricing wise), armani is the working dress and a pair of Jimmy Choo complete the package. God create girls or should I say; Hot girls with boobs and not brains. Usually they’ll need a rich fat bald man(ahahaha can’t help it mate!) to pay for their high style living standard and of course usually work in a crappy position. So God is fair to all 3.9 billions girls, if you have the boobs and looks you can almost certainly forget about the brains! In the interest of fairness, and to exclude the possibilities of being labelled a chuvanist, when I say Hot girls it doesn’t not mean beautiful girls. Yes we have alot of beauty with absolutely bright mind but Hot Girls category = super figure, exotic looks, look almost like Ronaldo(the thin one) gf. So in 100 Hot girls there is 99 with little or no brains, look at Paris and Victoria….and are only interested in branded super expensive stuffs.
So where does Liz fit in into this? Well for a starters, she is Hot which has been exhaustively explained above(albeit not in Ronaldo’s gf league!) but she doesn’t behave or act or in a fact think like one. She has a good paying job(which Liz consistently denied), she is a manager(nope, her boss is a lady boss so can rule the beauty route out!), she can eat hawker food(bless you), she is happy with an LG bag(oops, it is a GL-Guy Laroche??), she also happens to be smart and humorous(actually can joke a bit) and she’ll be happy with a ten dollar t-shirt that looks good; and she date an ordinary, plain Joe and last I checked he didn’t drive a merc not least a lambo! So it must been God has screwed up, HE has been unfair in creating this Perfect Mismatch mess. Liz is just wonderful(Joe-not his real name anyway; if you’re reading this, please drug and drag her to sign the contract, you know it’s worth it.
All in all this extra long winded piece is to celebrate my friendship with Lizzie and to know that once in a while God create some weirdos and it is good luck we meet them and some marry one! Good to know that this world still has some senses in it and love has triumphed over material gain….keep it up Liz!
Monday, May 4, 2009
Life as A whole
Do you still remember when you were younger and couldn’t wait to grow up? Each day you dreamt of being older, some taller, some richer most of the boys dreamt of dating jennifer aniston…but when the time comes, you sort of misses the time when you’re young and full of idealistic visions. In this world, time passes quickly, before you knew it you’ve graduated, before you knew it you’ve got your first job, before you knew it you bought your first car and before long you bought a house then another car. Pretty soon you’ll start your own family, have children, grow old and before you knew it you’re dead!
My point is, if you’re too careful in your life, you certainly would miss the adventure behind it. Be brave, try new stuffs, date the bloke you fancy, go places, drive fast when you want to, get that car, shag that girl and buy that house. You know you want it. Before you die that is.
I’m a fast driver, fast but not reckless though it is a very thin line seperating the two. I drink when I feel like, I eat meat; lots of them coz I love ‘em. I’ve dated a quite a few(ok, quite a lot), I’ve done things most ppl think is stupid or crazy but I’ve done ‘em anyway coz I felt like doing it. I like to think I live a fulfilling life as I’ve loved hard, got hurt hard too, work hard, got paid “hard”, play hard and drive fast! I’m just so thankful to God that He decides that I’m worthy of a place in this world so I’m living it to the fullest. I don’t treat my body as a temple but it ain’t an amusement park either. So far life is good(despite the bad recession and the fact liz hurley is getting older…argh!), but I know there is still so much in life that I want, things I want to do and dreams I need to fulfil before my time comes. This is in total contrast of a friend of mine who worries about too many things in life. When he love, he uses his head to calculate the risk, when he drive he follows the 110km/h speed limit to the hilt even cursing those who tries to overtake him on the right lane(elo, move your slowass car), he treats his body as a temple, no alcohol and will feel guilty if he indulges in too much meat or chocolate! Oh come on, he is not living a life I protested! He is just surviving…he has no adventure, date the same girl since highschool, never been drunk and wasted and can be conclusively categorized as BORING! Over time he might live longer than me but will his life be meaningful? I’m afraid not coz he is not living, merely surviving.
Not long ago, I’ve got news from my Dad(who dates a lot when he was young!) that one chap from my neighbourhood fell to his death while working on a renovation project. He was a young chap, 27 I think. Good kid, hard working and a fillial son. He has a good business, a good wife and gorgeous 2 kids. Why God chose to bring him Home to Him; I’ll never know but one minute he was the next big thing in our neighbourhood, the next minute he was gone! The news saddened me, I don’t personally know him very well. A few playgrounds altercations when we were young, a few conversation now and then when we get to meet up, nothing deep but the incident upsets me nonetheless. He was a good kid just starting his own family, I liked to think he deserved more.
This brought me to think, what if we’re not here tomorrow? Can we face ourselves and tell ourselves we’ve lived a good life? Have we live our lives to the fullest? Have we ever had fun doing things we had always wanted to do?
Life is a funny thing, it really are. No matter how you try to grasp it, you’ll end up confused! So my plan now until my ‘time’ comes is to live my life to the fullest. Love hard, work hard, play hard and drive fast! Coz life is an adventure, you don’t want to reach the destination feeling empty. So now go get a life you readers, get that car, shag that girl and buy that house, you know you want it
My point is, if you’re too careful in your life, you certainly would miss the adventure behind it. Be brave, try new stuffs, date the bloke you fancy, go places, drive fast when you want to, get that car, shag that girl and buy that house. You know you want it. Before you die that is.
I’m a fast driver, fast but not reckless though it is a very thin line seperating the two. I drink when I feel like, I eat meat; lots of them coz I love ‘em. I’ve dated a quite a few(ok, quite a lot), I’ve done things most ppl think is stupid or crazy but I’ve done ‘em anyway coz I felt like doing it. I like to think I live a fulfilling life as I’ve loved hard, got hurt hard too, work hard, got paid “hard”, play hard and drive fast! I’m just so thankful to God that He decides that I’m worthy of a place in this world so I’m living it to the fullest. I don’t treat my body as a temple but it ain’t an amusement park either. So far life is good(despite the bad recession and the fact liz hurley is getting older…argh!), but I know there is still so much in life that I want, things I want to do and dreams I need to fulfil before my time comes. This is in total contrast of a friend of mine who worries about too many things in life. When he love, he uses his head to calculate the risk, when he drive he follows the 110km/h speed limit to the hilt even cursing those who tries to overtake him on the right lane(elo, move your slowass car), he treats his body as a temple, no alcohol and will feel guilty if he indulges in too much meat or chocolate! Oh come on, he is not living a life I protested! He is just surviving…he has no adventure, date the same girl since highschool, never been drunk and wasted and can be conclusively categorized as BORING! Over time he might live longer than me but will his life be meaningful? I’m afraid not coz he is not living, merely surviving.
Not long ago, I’ve got news from my Dad(who dates a lot when he was young!) that one chap from my neighbourhood fell to his death while working on a renovation project. He was a young chap, 27 I think. Good kid, hard working and a fillial son. He has a good business, a good wife and gorgeous 2 kids. Why God chose to bring him Home to Him; I’ll never know but one minute he was the next big thing in our neighbourhood, the next minute he was gone! The news saddened me, I don’t personally know him very well. A few playgrounds altercations when we were young, a few conversation now and then when we get to meet up, nothing deep but the incident upsets me nonetheless. He was a good kid just starting his own family, I liked to think he deserved more.
This brought me to think, what if we’re not here tomorrow? Can we face ourselves and tell ourselves we’ve lived a good life? Have we live our lives to the fullest? Have we ever had fun doing things we had always wanted to do?
Life is a funny thing, it really are. No matter how you try to grasp it, you’ll end up confused! So my plan now until my ‘time’ comes is to live my life to the fullest. Love hard, work hard, play hard and drive fast! Coz life is an adventure, you don’t want to reach the destination feeling empty. So now go get a life you readers, get that car, shag that girl and buy that house, you know you want it
Take Two..
How do you measure a man’s wealth? Is it by the means of his cash? Or by the means of his love? As we cannot generalize the standard of measuring one’s wealth, we can only compare it relatively. Tony Stark(Iron Man) was able to bed any girls, had tonnes of money, drive cool cars and have cool toys too! So he is wealthy in monetary and shagging department, but he was a lonely man, no friends no one to love or to be loved. So he is not doing so well in that sense!
For ol’Jon, balance is the word. True enough, I would love to have tonnes of money(damn…when will Bill Gates donate some dough to me?), have lots of good close friends(hi, bye or drinking friends don’t count!), have a girl to like, family support(thanks dad and mum) and basically own a Beemer M3 Coupe for workday drive, a Nissan GT-R for weekend drive and if it is not too much a Merc ML63 AMG for the day out with my family and my stupid Rusty(my silly retriever)! Of course it is wishful thinking but, hey a man can dream can he?
Well I may not have tonnes of cash yer(if ever), and I drive a Nissan; not GT-R but a humble Sentra for work and a Fiat Coupe is my joy happy car; not exactly super car garage but at mid 20s, I’m quite happy with my own achievement. I have my Silly Bean too, loving parents and a stupid but loyal dog, so the love and family bases is quite covered too. Well a baby of my own would be the fullhouse, I guess…
So that leaves me with the age old question, how bout my good friends? 1 had 4 last time, my wingman NKJ, my buddy HWY, my best friend YSA and a special childhood friend TBB. Time can strengthen or erode ones friendship. Certainly my bond with YSA has been stronger though we hardly meet as he is in Mallaca; chasing all the local girls in Jonker Street. But he is one man who would help however best he can and he is a super listener although a lousy person if you need some advice. He is a big confuse lad sometimes, don’t know how to give someone advice as he fears he makes wrong decisions. Next in line is the queen TBB, she ‘was’ quite close with me last time, but again time and fate makes us apart. Firstly she went KL to hunt for guys, oops; I meant to say jobs and a couple of years later she is now is Singapore slogging it out with kiasu ppl. Distance eroded our friendship, we’re not so close anymore. However I’m happy we can just sit down and talk everytime we meet eventhough we haven’t met for years. It is that special bond that allows us to communicate, therefore she is still a close friend….
Now lets look at the bad news, NKJ. Generally can be termed a confuse and impulsive, he is nonetheless very persistent and in a way quirkyly charming. I can’t help to think that everytime he has a gf, he would abandon his friends. It is a fair statement, ask Roc and others. Not that I have a problem with that as I’m a firm believer that you should treat your gf with the best attention and spend at least 40% of your time with her. What I don’t agree is religon conversion in the sake of the pussy. What kind of a man who is so weak in his faith? Infidels to Christians to Infidels to Christians….come on man…I would bet 20 quid with anyone if he does break off with this girl, the christianity would be un-baptise in him, if ever that is this word. Anyway, since I’ve moved out our neighborhood our friendship has suffered. And ever since he is attached it became non-existant. He is lazy to drive 3 kilometers to have tea with me while it is ok to drive 390++ kms to shag a pussy and another 390++ kms to come back. Talk about the importance of friend….but I don’t blame him either coz I’ve known him all my life. And he is great great friend when he choose to be. I know, I know coz he was once a super friend of mine….however like a lost sheep I believe one day he’ll find his way back…
I save the best(or saddest) for last. Distance? We’ve moved into the same apartment block, he is at 9th I’m at 18th. We used to be very very close, same class from standard 1 to form 5, same college same class, same job until 4 years ago. After we moved into the same apartment blocks, our friendship suffers. We dont have lunch anymore, we dont go out anymore and we hardly talk too. Ol’Jon is at lost why this happens, Jon know that things dont just happened. If anytthing I might have contributed to this situation too.
Perhaps, this extra long post is a reminder for myself. Perhaps it is a reminder to ol’Jon that his only best friend might one day become a normal friend if he is not careful. ol’Jon is doing a lot of soul searching this few weeks. ol’Jon have faith one day he will have many many best friends again through change of character or self improvement. Or perhaps he should be contend to have one…..ol’Jon is glad that a crazy fella told him that she can be my good friend…appreciate it…really!
For ol’Jon, balance is the word. True enough, I would love to have tonnes of money(damn…when will Bill Gates donate some dough to me?), have lots of good close friends(hi, bye or drinking friends don’t count!), have a girl to like, family support(thanks dad and mum) and basically own a Beemer M3 Coupe for workday drive, a Nissan GT-R for weekend drive and if it is not too much a Merc ML63 AMG for the day out with my family and my stupid Rusty(my silly retriever)! Of course it is wishful thinking but, hey a man can dream can he?
Well I may not have tonnes of cash yer(if ever), and I drive a Nissan; not GT-R but a humble Sentra for work and a Fiat Coupe is my joy happy car; not exactly super car garage but at mid 20s, I’m quite happy with my own achievement. I have my Silly Bean too, loving parents and a stupid but loyal dog, so the love and family bases is quite covered too. Well a baby of my own would be the fullhouse, I guess…
So that leaves me with the age old question, how bout my good friends? 1 had 4 last time, my wingman NKJ, my buddy HWY, my best friend YSA and a special childhood friend TBB. Time can strengthen or erode ones friendship. Certainly my bond with YSA has been stronger though we hardly meet as he is in Mallaca; chasing all the local girls in Jonker Street. But he is one man who would help however best he can and he is a super listener although a lousy person if you need some advice. He is a big confuse lad sometimes, don’t know how to give someone advice as he fears he makes wrong decisions. Next in line is the queen TBB, she ‘was’ quite close with me last time, but again time and fate makes us apart. Firstly she went KL to hunt for guys, oops; I meant to say jobs and a couple of years later she is now is Singapore slogging it out with kiasu ppl. Distance eroded our friendship, we’re not so close anymore. However I’m happy we can just sit down and talk everytime we meet eventhough we haven’t met for years. It is that special bond that allows us to communicate, therefore she is still a close friend….
Now lets look at the bad news, NKJ. Generally can be termed a confuse and impulsive, he is nonetheless very persistent and in a way quirkyly charming. I can’t help to think that everytime he has a gf, he would abandon his friends. It is a fair statement, ask Roc and others. Not that I have a problem with that as I’m a firm believer that you should treat your gf with the best attention and spend at least 40% of your time with her. What I don’t agree is religon conversion in the sake of the pussy. What kind of a man who is so weak in his faith? Infidels to Christians to Infidels to Christians….come on man…I would bet 20 quid with anyone if he does break off with this girl, the christianity would be un-baptise in him, if ever that is this word. Anyway, since I’ve moved out our neighborhood our friendship has suffered. And ever since he is attached it became non-existant. He is lazy to drive 3 kilometers to have tea with me while it is ok to drive 390++ kms to shag a pussy and another 390++ kms to come back. Talk about the importance of friend….but I don’t blame him either coz I’ve known him all my life. And he is great great friend when he choose to be. I know, I know coz he was once a super friend of mine….however like a lost sheep I believe one day he’ll find his way back…
I save the best(or saddest) for last. Distance? We’ve moved into the same apartment block, he is at 9th I’m at 18th. We used to be very very close, same class from standard 1 to form 5, same college same class, same job until 4 years ago. After we moved into the same apartment blocks, our friendship suffers. We dont have lunch anymore, we dont go out anymore and we hardly talk too. Ol’Jon is at lost why this happens, Jon know that things dont just happened. If anytthing I might have contributed to this situation too.
Perhaps, this extra long post is a reminder for myself. Perhaps it is a reminder to ol’Jon that his only best friend might one day become a normal friend if he is not careful. ol’Jon is doing a lot of soul searching this few weeks. ol’Jon have faith one day he will have many many best friends again through change of character or self improvement. Or perhaps he should be contend to have one…..ol’Jon is glad that a crazy fella told him that she can be my good friend…appreciate it…really!
On 2nd thoughts....
When one was younger, black was black, white was white. Simply put it good is good, evil is evil, right is right and of course wrong is wrong. Somehow when one is younger the world is clearer, easier to distinguish and most of all it was pure. As we grew older, wiser and more mature, suddenly there is black, white and grey. In day to day life the grey zone grew bigger and bigger until one day poor us got all murky and lost.
Grim? Of course I'm not discussing about what is right or what is wrong today. My meat might be a poison to another men, my definition of a beauty might be t-Rex to some. Vice-versa there is so many disagreement and split opinion today is due to cultivation of millions(hope i'm right though!) of years of evolution where each human beings develop a distinguish different pattern/school of thoughts. Of course we all agree Liz Hurley is hot,Jessica Alba is the next best thing God has created and the Nissan GT-R rocks!
Jon was minding his own business one day while enjoying a cup of hot coffee when he overheard two girls chatting happily and loudly at the next table. Over-Excited girls or simply OEs I shrugged! I couldn't remember the exact conversation but could piece some key words together; such as "I Like him" "But I don't know...." "Should I?" "What about the....?" "Better not, it's not the correct time" "See first....but he is a nice lad!"
Jon was thinking to himself, what a full load of crap. If you like that someone, let that someone know. If he/she likes you then good for you; if he/she doesn't then you either move on or stick around and try your luck. Do not treat feelings like a commodity or an investment, it should never work this way. In a relationship there should be no ifs or whats, no hows or shoulds and definitely no hesitation. of course I do not encourage anyone to be gung-ho and got themself slap silly. But life is too short to be worried all the time. Moreover chances dont come often and I don't know about you guys but it is hard for me to like someone. Therefore if I found one, I act on it.
Then the conversation continues, "I think he likes you...look at what he has done for you?" "I thought so and he actually says he likes me and sent me some flowers over at work" At this point the calm and relax me almost stood up and gave that silly little girl a lecture. Ok, you like the guy, the guy likes you and your best friend approve it too. You're not underage and obviously there is something in this guy that attracted you a lot. So what the f*ck is the problem then? Of course being a man, I just take it all in and pretend nothing had happened. I thought to myself, how frustrating this is and what a stupid moronic person that girl is. Yes, I did thought of all the scenario for her, maybe the guy is of other religions(always a massive hindrance) or maybe the guy is married(probably as 99.99% of good guys are married) or maybe the girl isn't ready for a relationship for God knows reason(she look late 20s to be honest) but end of the day we must have the courage to make a decision and look forward to it. Do not let it hanging as it will wither away slowly and before you knows it fate has yielded a different ending when you're ready. Time waits for no one and love certainly don't too(I'm talking more on fate rather love).
Of course I offered the girl no advices, I don't want to be labelled a busybody and certainly not a person who eavesdrop. Perhaps I'm so frustrated and so angry due to the fact that I've experienced this before. It is very frustrating and energy sapping......
Grim? Of course I'm not discussing about what is right or what is wrong today. My meat might be a poison to another men, my definition of a beauty might be t-Rex to some. Vice-versa there is so many disagreement and split opinion today is due to cultivation of millions(hope i'm right though!) of years of evolution where each human beings develop a distinguish different pattern/school of thoughts. Of course we all agree Liz Hurley is hot,Jessica Alba is the next best thing God has created and the Nissan GT-R rocks!
Jon was minding his own business one day while enjoying a cup of hot coffee when he overheard two girls chatting happily and loudly at the next table. Over-Excited girls or simply OEs I shrugged! I couldn't remember the exact conversation but could piece some key words together; such as "I Like him" "But I don't know...." "Should I?" "What about the....?" "Better not, it's not the correct time" "See first....but he is a nice lad!"
Jon was thinking to himself, what a full load of crap. If you like that someone, let that someone know. If he/she likes you then good for you; if he/she doesn't then you either move on or stick around and try your luck. Do not treat feelings like a commodity or an investment, it should never work this way. In a relationship there should be no ifs or whats, no hows or shoulds and definitely no hesitation. of course I do not encourage anyone to be gung-ho and got themself slap silly. But life is too short to be worried all the time. Moreover chances dont come often and I don't know about you guys but it is hard for me to like someone. Therefore if I found one, I act on it.
Then the conversation continues, "I think he likes you...look at what he has done for you?" "I thought so and he actually says he likes me and sent me some flowers over at work" At this point the calm and relax me almost stood up and gave that silly little girl a lecture. Ok, you like the guy, the guy likes you and your best friend approve it too. You're not underage and obviously there is something in this guy that attracted you a lot. So what the f*ck is the problem then? Of course being a man, I just take it all in and pretend nothing had happened. I thought to myself, how frustrating this is and what a stupid moronic person that girl is. Yes, I did thought of all the scenario for her, maybe the guy is of other religions(always a massive hindrance) or maybe the guy is married(probably as 99.99% of good guys are married) or maybe the girl isn't ready for a relationship for God knows reason(she look late 20s to be honest) but end of the day we must have the courage to make a decision and look forward to it. Do not let it hanging as it will wither away slowly and before you knows it fate has yielded a different ending when you're ready. Time waits for no one and love certainly don't too(I'm talking more on fate rather love).
Of course I offered the girl no advices, I don't want to be labelled a busybody and certainly not a person who eavesdrop. Perhaps I'm so frustrated and so angry due to the fact that I've experienced this before. It is very frustrating and energy sapping......
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