Religion?! You Gotta Be Kidding Me…

A friend sent me a little something via e-mail and I found it pretty inspiring.

If you know who you are, thanks a lot buddy. =)

The story of the mayonnaise jar and the 2 cups of coffee:

When things in your lives seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar and the 2 cups of coffee.

A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, he wordlessly picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.

The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.

The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with an unanimous “yes”.

The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.

“Now,” said the professor as the laughter subsided, “I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things- your family, your children, your health, your friends and your favourite passions- and if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.

The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house and your car.

The sand is everything else- the small stuff. “If you put the sand into the jar first,” he continued, “there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff you will never have room for the things that are important to you.”

“Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your spouse out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal. Take care of the golf balls first- the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just the sand.”

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented. The professor smiled, “I’m glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there’s always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend.”

It kinda reshuffled my to-do list a little.

So other than sharing a wonderful little piece of thought, this is also dedicated to a certain somebody whom, might have no idea that this is going out to herself/himself because she/he doesn’t read my blog.

This also goes out to that very same person: “I’ve got better things to do to participate in your stupid little games. When will you ever grow up and smell the goddamn coffee?”

Oh, did I mention that football is NOT my fucking religion? I’m not as shallow as most of your friends.

F A I

The Mel of My Life

Once again, I shall say that I consider myself a very fortunate little boy to have lots of friends. It really is a luxury that not many enjoy. University life in particular, has been nothing short of a fun-filled adventure for me and I think there’s this little miss somebody who is responsible for all this havoc in my life.

Melissa was this girl whom Jinn and I thought was from Ipoh. Ok I thought she was from Ipoh cos she looked like this girl from Ipoh but turned out that she’s not that girl from Ipoh and she is not from Ipoh and she’s definitely not very fond of Ipoh. Ipoh doesn’t really like you too Mel.

Despite her numerous warnings not to post any ugly pictures of her on my blog, I think I’ll risk it la… What are friends for anyway? Right Mel? Ok, let me describe Mel a little.

She’s the girl who looks like she’s gonna eat you when she doesn’t smile.

She’s the glutton who would push those Sushi King plates over to your side.

She’s the kid who got refused the kid’s meal because she didn’t physically look like one.

She’s the Karen Carpenter wannabe who thought the 70’s was far out.

She’s the aunty who’s still, STILL in denial.

She’s the *wahahahaha* who woke up early for Ipoh dimsum but since Ipoh doesn’t like her that much, shop closed. XD

She’s the Me’Lian’ssa who nicknamed me ‘LALA Fai’.

She’s the defector who left us at some ah beng mall in Penang for more than 2 hours.

She’s the Ribena supporter who drinks it like a baby.

She’s the LALA Mel who insists that she’s not and tries to push it to me instead.

She’s the hooker.

She’s on home soil now. See that grin?

She’s not in this picture but ok la I wished she were.

She’s the pig with the grunt who ordered a monster pizza!!

She’s the poor thing who looks like Anne Heung.

She’s the ass who dressed me up like that.

She’s the weirdo who does a thumbs-up at a certain tulip farm.

She’s the one who did it Jinn!! SHE DID IT!!!

Oh heh… We both think this picture is very nice. lol

She’s the smarty pants who suggested shaving my eyebrows. And she still does it.

Leave the hair alone woman!!

She’s the fattest Mel I’ve ever seen. Yes Mel, I insist.

Ergh… Whatever happened to this picture…

Heh… And you thought that was bad…

She’s the evil stepsister who convinced me to stay for Snow Patrol.

She’s the shorty whom I call shorty although she vehemently stresses that I not.

Ok that was really fun.  Really really fun.

However, jokes aside, there are a few reasons as to why she matters a lot to me.

She’s the friend who picked me up when I was down and out.

She’s the angel who got all protective over me when somebody suggested that a certain somebody ought to get back with me.

She’s the girlfriend who would come out ASAP whenever I said I missed her.

She’s the sister who loves me like I’m her little brother.

And one thing’s for sure, she can always count on Fai whenever she needs a shoulder to lean on.

(Go cry on Thomas’ shoulder, I don’t wanna get mucus and saliva all over me.)

She’s the Mel of my life.

Thanks babe! =)

F A I

Ginny In A Lamp

This picture reminds me of a certain who but I just can’t seem to pull those fragments together.

Although I must say that I hear some distant bells ringing already. Click here to find out who is ‘who’.

*Grins*

Elaborate post coming up soon. It also involves a certain who.

*Grins Grins*

F A I

You Must Have Fallen From The Sky

Angels falling down from the stars eh?

I can believe that…

F A I

Angels And Demons

The ideology of ‘Heaven and Hell’ as we all know it, hangs on the back of everyone’s head as a faith-based (albeit unproven) truth.

I am here, not to talk about faith but to debate the accuracy of man’s interpretation of God’s ways. Indeed, this discussion does inevitably relate back to faith but what I am trying to say is that what if, for one moment, we fathom that Heaven is not the land of eternal joy and Hell is not the desolation of fiery damnation? What if Heaven and Hell are not what we perceive them to be? What if really, the Bible is not wrong but our interpretation of it is? Heck people used to think that the Earth was squarish so what gives us the boldness to be so affirmative of the quarters beyond unexplored frontiers?

For all we know maybe ‘Heaven and Hell’ is all but a perception or an ideology. Stops there. Over the history of human civilization we have seen the way many influential individuals communicate false realities to followers for bent purposes and the most infamous one – Adolf Hitler. What if it was some clergy who came up with the idea of Heaven and Hell because he/she only wanted the faithfuls to do good and not evil?

By doing so people would have the tendency to do good because they know that the fruits of Heaven would be their reward. For the baddies, it would be divine persuasion for them to repent and redeem. As for the goodie-two-shoes who can’t do anything about the big baddies who don’t seem to give a damn, it’s a way of relieving oneself of the bottled-up anger by thinking that they will all be cursed to Hell anyway. A very current and apt example would be how the masses curse politicians to Hell because well, that’s the only goddamn thing we can do right now. So if you find it hard to sleep at night thinking that the country is being run by pigs, rest assured, those pigs and swines ain’t going nowhere – Hell awaits. =)

All that being said, I strongly believe that religions actually mean good and they only want to do good. The idea of ‘Heaven and Hell’ does good. It is only the interpretation that separates the fanatics from the staunch and the staunch from people like me.

This is clearly a case of I-am-not-saying-that-you’re-wrong-and-I’m-right-but-hey

-you-may-be-wrong-and-I-may-be-right. Like how I’m not saying modern feminism is wrong and I’m right but hey you modern feminists may be wrong and I may be right. This is an open discussion and may heads roll! There you go Jinn.

因为他在放屁.

F A I

Hybernacion… Not!

Walao your blog damm kaku already!!

“How long la fai how long until you post something, anything up here laaaaa??” Since exams habis you say gonna update gonna update, update until now la and look what you’ve done?

Ok that was me thinking aloud, or more appropriate, thinking in writing. Nobody would actually say that to me cos nobody really gives a damn whether I update or just let it rot >.<

Yala yala update la diu… Wait la..

因为他在放屁.

F A I

四川的痛，华裔的泪

“亲爱的宝贝，如果你活下来的话，

一定要记得我爱你。”

他没有在放屁.

F A I

Comprehensive Guide To Getting An HD In Monash

The title says it all.

Our <super>star of post: Mr. =)

Well, looking like a kick-ass, not-at-all-concerned-about-costume hero-for-hire with a devil-may-care attitude may help to certain degree, (no pun intended) the task that is of utmost importance here is that you follow these simple tips and we guarantee that you shall never find yourself in shortage of those little buggers called “HDs”.

Be a person of priority. First things first, no matter how inappropriate the situation may be, REJUVENATE.

All work and no play makes Johnny a dull boy. Study hard but play even harder!

Emotional needs are not to be ignored. Go ahead, fall in love with that crazy clown you always talked about.

If one does not suffice, double the amount of crazy clowns, I say!

Right, this is the part where your lecturer says “Ok class, highlight this line here, it’s going to be very important for you all to know. Coming out in exams~~” *scribble scribble highlight highlight*

All the above has got to be complemented by the actions below because without it, it’s just going to look like you’re attempting to drown your goldfish.

Sleep in class.

Just the most important thing that you should not forget, this action here works wonders (at least for him it does)!

However, we must be careful not to let complacency creep in at this stage. The things you should do next are:

Sleep in class.

Sleep in class.

Sleep in class.

Sleep Snore in class.

Sleep in class… Eh, Chun Chun what you doing here?!

Eat gum.

Then sleep in class again.

Results guaranteed.

Persons above are living testimonies to that insurance. =)

因为他在放屁.

F A I

Prophet, Mad Scientist Or Fai?

Today we shall discuss about a modern in-thing:

Financial bubbles.

For those of you who are alien to business terms, these little suckers are caused by unsubstantiated rises in stock prices and irrational speculations in financial markets. Of course, various other factors are not to be discussed here as to avoid this post looking like a mcbknnccb journal. So, when a financial market (namely stock markets or FOREX markets) is stretched to its limits, it reaches a point where the underlying physical market is no longer able to support the dramatic skyrocketing of prices. This will eventually lead to the bubble bursting with a sudden, drastic crumble in prices. Everybody loses (some die).

For those of you who already want me to shut up and shut down, please bear with me for awhile. You will see my cause of demonstrating this boring shit subject.

The question that yearns to be asked would be, “what happens after the bursting occurs?”

Well, according to empirical observation of historical records, market reforms and major and/or minor amendments will usually be found trailing. Government intervention of various extents can be expected and sometimes, economies that are far, far away can also be affected. Now let us forget about the last point and focus only on the earlier ones.

What it means here is that the old system is making way for better things to come. The theory of evolution – survival of the fittest. And so they thought Charles Darwin had gone over his head.

所谓 旧的不去，新的不来 (Old ones don’t go, new ones won’t come.)

Since the business world (financial markets) is essentially based on the forces of supply and demand, this would mean that it involves the doings of us, human beings.

Life, and its implications also involves, if not requires the actions and/or inactions of human beings.

Therefore practically speaking, life and the business world are actually parallel dimensions, mirroring each other’s existence and applying the same set of concepts.

The above statement’s initial validity test: – Olden days’ Chinese warring strategies/tactics are still being applied as golden rules in modern day’s multinational corporations.

知自知彼，百战百胜 (By knowing the strengths and weaknesses of your enemy and yourself, you will never end up on the losing side of a battle)

Right, now that I’ve laid down the foundations for my argument, on with the revelation, we shall.

Ladies and gentlemen, may I present to you, the ‘Life Bubble’.

We all bear testimony to how the 1987 financial crisis precede the one that took place a decade later so my opinion is this: who’s to say that a financial bubble will burst but a ‘life bubble’ won’t?

In fact, history has it that ‘life bubbles’ do exist and they can (and will) pop given the right amount of pressure.

What happened to our prehistoric, marauding gargantuan ancestors (so to speak)?

Call it a coincidence and reject the whole ‘Darwinism’ ideology but that was undeniably nature’s way of saying hey, the days of Mr. Gigantaurs are over! Too much of brawns and too little of brains – bad for the cultivating of research and development. Life bubble 1: Busted!

Then came human civilizations such as the Western empires and Chinese dynasties – the medieval times.

The times when Western kings and Chinese emperors practiced lordship, dictatorship or whatever shit ship you call it. The men, women and children who perish usually have nothing to do with what’s happening on main stage. The reason? With too much power in one man’s hand, bruised prides most often than not, will lead to the ignition of mass bloodshed – bad for democracy and the concept of equality. Life bubble 2: Busted!

Life bubble 3 is in the limelight now.

The age of reasons, the time of modern civilizations, the era of globalization, the budding of economic development, the rise of the advanced primates and intellectual properties.

Wow… Isn’t that just so impressive?

On a side note, this advanced stage of life also brought about:

Global warming.

Warring nations.

Financial crises.

Nuclear threats.

Terrorism.

Attempted terrorism.

Social structure going haywire.

The poisoning of young minds and souls.

Wow… Isn’t that just so equally impressive?

This life bubble is gonna pop soon.

We’re about to give way to better things. We are soon going to be relegated to be things of the past. The inefficient, the wasteful, the inept, and eventually, the obsolete. So ask yourself, what can you do as an individual?

What will you do?

他没有在放屁.

F A I

Pressure

The single biggest contributor to geologic change on our planet.

Even that’s a piece of marble cheese cake if compared to what I’m going through.

Sigh.

因为他在放屁.

F A I

Young And Stupid

You know how people always say how they were young and stupid? Although I don’t wear a T-shirt saying that I am, I used to think that letting a baby croc latch onto your nipple under bright daylight was okay cool. Hey…we were still young! C’mon give us a break will ya?

Bullocks.

It has been long since ‘young’ was associated with ’stupid’ and who am I to deny that linkage? High speed car crashes, broken limbs, intoxicated lungs, regretted brandings ingeniously concealed in the name of tattooing, the perception that ‘DON’T TRY THIS AT HOME’ is a line used to scare kids off to bed, etc etc, all that, supported by the backing of historical event logs called ‘headlines on a local newspaper’. I might as well go on and say that there is irrefutable proof that such a linkage is historically accurate to the cent.

Ok fine, nice job on sia sui-ing all of youngman-kind. So shall we move on to… Wait…. Waaaait…. Before I say “amen” and start mobilizing utensils, let’s not forget about the old folks and allow them to blame everything on the generation gap.

My question here is, since when did stupid become so exclusive to the young?

Ever overheard a conversation where a guy goes “Oh… Well yeah I was young and stupid”?

Bullocks.

You were stupid. Quit blaming it on being young, Paris.

因为他在放屁.

F A I