:: Something in me
Today
There is you
There is me
And there is the dream of something more
Sometimes I take a long breath
Just so that I could have your scent in me deeper
Knowing that is enough
to make my life mean something
more than just seconds on a ticking clock
Thank you for believing
that we can be something more
A set completed
with laughter and tears
I love you
more today than yesterday
And Even if tomorrow never comes
I am content
because as of now
I have you in my heart and soul
and that's enough for me and the rest of my life
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Something in me ...
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Tuesday, January 25, 2011
A little something that happen this morning ...
While getting out from the cab today, I noticed a pouch on the side of the road.
A grey little thing with no particular shine to it.
Yet it did catch my eye.
So I walked over and picked it up.
Lull. What do I find?
An almost brand new HTC Wildfire.
I looked around to see if there was anyone who was running around looking for something.
No individual fit that description.
So I tried to access the phone.
It used one those new fangled Android locking system where you had to draw out a pattern instead of typing in a password.
Thus denying me the ability to contact the owners home or friends.
The second thing I checked was the battery meter.
It had 80% of juice left in it, so it's going to be able to run for a while at least.
Since I was rushing to work, I decided that I will just pocket the thing and wait for the owner to contact me when they find out its missing.
And as I suspected, no more than 15 minutes into my train ride, the little android phone started dancing to the tune of Katy Perry's Teenage Dream.
I told the owner that I am on my way to KLCC and that he can come over to the train station to pick up the phone.
So 15 minutes later in front of the KLCC ticket counter, I stood and waited for a stranger to come meet up.
With that many people walking around the station, it was a surprise that the owner manage to identify me at all.
But he did.
A young man in his late twenties walked up to me and asked "Are you the person who found my phone?".
I answered "Yes, I am." and handed the phone to him.
He shook my hand.
Thanked me.
Shook my hand again and I left him standing there looking at his phone while I continued walking to work.
A grey little thing with no particular shine to it.
Yet it did catch my eye.
So I walked over and picked it up.
Lull. What do I find?
An almost brand new HTC Wildfire.
I looked around to see if there was anyone who was running around looking for something.
No individual fit that description.
So I tried to access the phone.
It used one those new fangled Android locking system where you had to draw out a pattern instead of typing in a password.
Thus denying me the ability to contact the owners home or friends.
The second thing I checked was the battery meter.
It had 80% of juice left in it, so it's going to be able to run for a while at least.
Since I was rushing to work, I decided that I will just pocket the thing and wait for the owner to contact me when they find out its missing.
And as I suspected, no more than 15 minutes into my train ride, the little android phone started dancing to the tune of Katy Perry's Teenage Dream.
I told the owner that I am on my way to KLCC and that he can come over to the train station to pick up the phone.
So 15 minutes later in front of the KLCC ticket counter, I stood and waited for a stranger to come meet up.
With that many people walking around the station, it was a surprise that the owner manage to identify me at all.
But he did.
A young man in his late twenties walked up to me and asked "Are you the person who found my phone?".
I answered "Yes, I am." and handed the phone to him.
He shook my hand.
Thanked me.
Shook my hand again and I left him standing there looking at his phone while I continued walking to work.
Monday, January 24, 2011
The reason why I read his stuff ...
Will Wheaton says the most interesting things in the most interesting ways possible.
His not Joss Whedon.
But he will do untill Joss gets his mojo back.
His not Joss Whedon.
But he will do untill Joss gets his mojo back.
Friday, January 21, 2011
Friday, January 14, 2011
Something straight and narrow ...
This is my mother.
Not to that extreme but she will never let me get away with failing.
But it does not mean that I always win.
There can only be one Number One.
I tend to end up somewhere around the top ten but never the first.
To some extent I always felt that I let my mom down, even though I know she was never disappointed with me.
But she does always believe that I can do better.
Always better.
I use to hate that.
Because it is never good enough.
I still hate it actually but I am no longer resentful of it.
Doing my best is often not good enough.
Because we either get it right or we don't.
Telling ourselves that it's the best that we can do is merely a way of saying that I failed with pride.
In the teachings that my mother put upon me, failure is failure is and always will be failure.
The amount of stress that it brings to a person's mental state is so severe that it does not do us any favors.
Yet, that is how I am taught.
It is also the reason why we never give up.
Why we keep pushing on.
Bulldozing our way through obstacles.
Because our best is not good enough when we fail at the end.
I believe that Mom could have taught me that theory some other way, though I am not sure how that can be done.
As a strong willed, thick headed and stubborn mule, I know how hard it is to make me do anything that I refuse.
Yet she manage it none the less.
I am who I am today mostly because of how she perceives me to be.
She (as a mother) sees the potential that I can be more than I can (or ever will).
Is her method correct?
I am not in a position to criticized.
Because I am the product of her actions.
What I do know is that I am grateful for mother and all that she has done for me.
Will I do the same to my children?
I am not sure.
But I believe that I will not want my children to ever give up on their potentials.
And I will do anything and everything that I can to make it happen.
Not to that extreme but she will never let me get away with failing.
But it does not mean that I always win.
There can only be one Number One.
I tend to end up somewhere around the top ten but never the first.
To some extent I always felt that I let my mom down, even though I know she was never disappointed with me.
But she does always believe that I can do better.
Always better.
I use to hate that.
Because it is never good enough.
I still hate it actually but I am no longer resentful of it.
Doing my best is often not good enough.
Because we either get it right or we don't.
Telling ourselves that it's the best that we can do is merely a way of saying that I failed with pride.
In the teachings that my mother put upon me, failure is failure is and always will be failure.
The amount of stress that it brings to a person's mental state is so severe that it does not do us any favors.
Yet, that is how I am taught.
It is also the reason why we never give up.
Why we keep pushing on.
Bulldozing our way through obstacles.
Because our best is not good enough when we fail at the end.
I believe that Mom could have taught me that theory some other way, though I am not sure how that can be done.
As a strong willed, thick headed and stubborn mule, I know how hard it is to make me do anything that I refuse.
Yet she manage it none the less.
I am who I am today mostly because of how she perceives me to be.
She (as a mother) sees the potential that I can be more than I can (or ever will).
Is her method correct?
I am not in a position to criticized.
Because I am the product of her actions.
What I do know is that I am grateful for mother and all that she has done for me.
Will I do the same to my children?
I am not sure.
But I believe that I will not want my children to ever give up on their potentials.
And I will do anything and everything that I can to make it happen.
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Happiness is a habit ...
It's not something new to me.
Oprah introduced me to this notion when I was 19 years old.
As time passed, I slowly forgot about it.
And eventually lost it totally.
It took a close friend of mine to remind me of it a few days back.
Apparently GOD felt that I needed a reminder and sent him my way.
For the past few years, I have been more or less under a gloomy cloud.
I am not unhappy but I was not as happy as I would have been otherwise.
My wife noticed that I am smiling a lot more these days regardless of the situation.
The kind of liberation with the return of my old habit is astonishing.
Will keep an update of my progress here.
Cheers.
Oprah introduced me to this notion when I was 19 years old.
As time passed, I slowly forgot about it.
And eventually lost it totally.
It took a close friend of mine to remind me of it a few days back.
Apparently GOD felt that I needed a reminder and sent him my way.
For the past few years, I have been more or less under a gloomy cloud.
I am not unhappy but I was not as happy as I would have been otherwise.
My wife noticed that I am smiling a lot more these days regardless of the situation.
The kind of liberation with the return of my old habit is astonishing.
Will keep an update of my progress here.
Cheers.
Saturday, January 08, 2011
Every morning I come into the office and listen to this particular guy sing this.
The way they render music is something that can only be described as an "Eargasm".
Hope you enjoy their brand of making sounds much better than it is.
The way they render music is something that can only be described as an "Eargasm".
Hope you enjoy their brand of making sounds much better than it is.
Friday, January 07, 2011
Its good to know ...
It is one of those things that I have always wanted to know about.
What actually goes through my love of life mind whenever I make her scream like a banshee.
Well, it seems like I have an answer.
So what is the answer?
Everything.
Every sensory nerve is active and engaged.
Now I know why she claws my back until it bleeds.
She is just sharing the experience with me in here own "unique" way.
What actually goes through my love of life mind whenever I make her scream like a banshee.
Well, it seems like I have an answer.
So what is the answer?
Everything.
Every sensory nerve is active and engaged.
Now I know why she claws my back until it bleeds.
She is just sharing the experience with me in here own "unique" way.
Thursday, January 06, 2011
I am like toast ...
Yes people.
Apparently very good toast.
This is not the first time I have heard about this.
Its as if that if one woman thinks your good enough, the rest of the female race will accept that as de facto truth.
Is it a group mentality thing?
An unwritten test which we need to pass before we are allowed to be mated for life?
So married man are more attractive to single woman.
And in the same article it is mentioned that single man are more attractive to married woman.
ah.
Now I understand.
Its about the one you did not get.
Or could not take.
There lies the attractiveness.
The danger and intrigue.
Man though are much simpler.
They almost always pick the one with the largest breast.
Apparently very good toast.
This is not the first time I have heard about this.
Its as if that if one woman thinks your good enough, the rest of the female race will accept that as de facto truth.
Is it a group mentality thing?
An unwritten test which we need to pass before we are allowed to be mated for life?
So married man are more attractive to single woman.
And in the same article it is mentioned that single man are more attractive to married woman.
ah.
Now I understand.
Its about the one you did not get.
Or could not take.
There lies the attractiveness.
The danger and intrigue.
Man though are much simpler.
They almost always pick the one with the largest breast.
Wednesday, January 05, 2011
Intolerance ...
Most of the people we know today are tolerant to issues and sensitive subjects to a certain degree but once the imaginary line is crossed, all hell breaks loose.
How bad can it get?
The best case scenario is that only the pride gets hurt.
The worst case scenarios are that lives are lost.
While browsing through the world news section of Google news, there right in the middle was a snippet of a certain governor being gunned down by his own security guard because of his support on a "sensitive" issue within his country.
The people that was suppose to protect him murdered him with a Kalishnikov.
Politics are never clean.
I don't like politicians.
But it does not mean that they deserved to die.
The worst case of intolerance though are usually surrounded with the topic of religion. Regardless of the type of religion, it seems like if people don't agree with our religious belief its good enough a reason to terminate the life of those who oppose us.
The irony.
One of the founding principles of any religion is of tolerance.
To have a fair and objective view of others so that we might be better prepared to assist them when the day of judgement comes.
Ending their life does not help either party.
And as far as I know, it is in direct violation of the Law of numerous religions if not the Law of Man.
To kill in order to protect that which we care for is understandable.
But at the end, a life has still been taken.
And God will eventually judge us for our earthly decisions.
So for the guard that was tasked to protect but instead murdered that which was his responsibility, I can only say that to all their own path.
A choice has been made.
I pray that it is not the wrong one for him.
How bad can it get?
The best case scenario is that only the pride gets hurt.
The worst case scenarios are that lives are lost.
While browsing through the world news section of Google news, there right in the middle was a snippet of a certain governor being gunned down by his own security guard because of his support on a "sensitive" issue within his country.
The people that was suppose to protect him murdered him with a Kalishnikov.
Politics are never clean.
I don't like politicians.
But it does not mean that they deserved to die.
The worst case of intolerance though are usually surrounded with the topic of religion. Regardless of the type of religion, it seems like if people don't agree with our religious belief its good enough a reason to terminate the life of those who oppose us.
The irony.
One of the founding principles of any religion is of tolerance.
To have a fair and objective view of others so that we might be better prepared to assist them when the day of judgement comes.
Ending their life does not help either party.
And as far as I know, it is in direct violation of the Law of numerous religions if not the Law of Man.
To kill in order to protect that which we care for is understandable.
But at the end, a life has still been taken.
And God will eventually judge us for our earthly decisions.
So for the guard that was tasked to protect but instead murdered that which was his responsibility, I can only say that to all their own path.
A choice has been made.
I pray that it is not the wrong one for him.
Tuesday, January 04, 2011
2011 Bug ...
So there wasn't a Y2K bug but a 2011 version?
Plenty of iPhone4 users suffered from the lack of their alarm clocks working for the 1st and 2nd of January 2011.
It's one of those stupid programming bugs that slips through even if you are as big as Apple.
Why does it happen?
Well, mainly because the programmers wrote the program say in 2007 and things that by 2010 their version of the program might have expired and hard-coded it in to the system.
Did this happen to Apple?
I am not sure, but its a possible scenario.
As a software developer I see this kind of codes written all the time.
Even I do it sometimes without thinking.
Why? For debugging or a quick patch mostly.
Its a bad habit and its hard to break.
So people, don't shoot Apple down because they have "normal" programmer flaws.
Big does not mean flawless.
Big only means that you have a bigger target to shoot at when they do make one.
Cheers people.
The world did not end.
That will only happen on 2012.
Plenty of iPhone4 users suffered from the lack of their alarm clocks working for the 1st and 2nd of January 2011.
It's one of those stupid programming bugs that slips through even if you are as big as Apple.
Why does it happen?
Well, mainly because the programmers wrote the program say in 2007 and things that by 2010 their version of the program might have expired and hard-coded it in to the system.
Did this happen to Apple?
I am not sure, but its a possible scenario.
As a software developer I see this kind of codes written all the time.
Even I do it sometimes without thinking.
Why? For debugging or a quick patch mostly.
Its a bad habit and its hard to break.
So people, don't shoot Apple down because they have "normal" programmer flaws.
Big does not mean flawless.
Big only means that you have a bigger target to shoot at when they do make one.
Cheers people.
The world did not end.
That will only happen on 2012.
Monday, January 03, 2011
2nd post of the year
Based on the history list from Blogspot.
My posting for 2010 has been much better than 2009.
Maybe because I have more to say?
Or that I am trying to get back into the groove of posting.
Whatever it may be, I am happy that it seems to be working.
I will still try to keep up with my 1Goal agenda.
1 Post.
1 Poem.
1 Picture.
1 Day.
:)
My posting for 2010 has been much better than 2009.
Maybe because I have more to say?
Or that I am trying to get back into the groove of posting.
Whatever it may be, I am happy that it seems to be working.
I will still try to keep up with my 1Goal agenda.
1 Post.
1 Poem.
1 Picture.
1 Day.
:)
Saturday, January 01, 2011
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