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Youngest kid of six with an inferiority and black sheep complex, but determined that God saves not just his soul to heaven but the remainder of his manic-depressive life, so others won't say he became a Christian and remained a jerk.


MAIN THEMES

On identity
i won't be transparent before i'm opaque. and you'll get to know me starting from the small things: who my favourite bands are. what kind of movies i like. who are my heroes.

On Christianity
I’m convinced that when confronted with sincere, real love, the Jesus factor will become obvious. But let’s not plant the cross before we carry it. I’m not trying to con you.

On dreams
Some dreams are meant to be achieved. I know that. But maybe other dreams are meant to drive us, privately. Never known to anyone but ourselves.


OTHER THEMES

On melancholy
It is a sadness that, when choosing between crying and sighing, will choose sighing. I'd almost say that melancholy is being sad about sadness itself.

On memory and nostalgia
It saddens me when life moves forward and people decide that certain things are worth forgetting.

On language
I've learnt that the word irregardless is filed as a non-standard word in the English language. That's a lexicographer's way of saying it's not a real word.

On politics
Crowds are fickle things. So when we stand in the thousands and cry against the present government, do we know who we're actually crying for?

On society
People always want the best for themselves. But I want to sometimes take second or third or fourth best, just so that the loser down the road doesn't always have to come in last. It must feel like shit to always come in last.

On growing old
Leasehold property make me feel sad. It doesn't matter how old the family photos are that you put on your wall. It's your family but it's not really your wall.

On philosophy
I ask you, if God loves everyone, and if God is also incapable of loving evil, how can there be such a thing as an evil man?

On a daily basis
One line quips, like this.


CHAT





Monday, January 24, 2005
EXCUSE ME, WHERE CAN I FIND SERVIETTES?

Now, i do not have an agenda against Giant supermarkets. but what you're about to read is gonna make you think i do.

i was at giant the other night, navigating my cart through all the narrow aisles (on which they've placed more goods, along the middle ridge of the aisle, creating two aisles). and well, as if this wasn't hard enough (and harrowing enough), i ran into a certain problem... of finding serviettes.

i couldn't find them at the tissue area, nor could i find them at the household area, or anywhere at all. so, fine. ask one of the guys - RIGHT?

wrong.

well, i did ask the guys. it turns out they are not malaysian, they don't understand malay nor english. the guy i asked called another guy just like him to deal with me. needless to say, i got nothing out of them. i circled giant for about half an hour and i got nothing. eventually, i found another guy and he also was not on my linguistic wavelength.

i did find one of those Julie's girls, plugging biscuits. but alas, trying to speak chinese was a can of worms in its own right. at one point, i seriously felt like i was shopping in a foreign country.

eventually, i paid for everything and a nice lady in parkson clued me into finding serviettes.

so, what is it with giant? i'd already posted once on the pseudo poronographic schoolbag i found earlier this month... and now this. oh, and while i'm at it, why do they make you leave your bags at the lockers? they don't do that in carrefour or jusco? how come giant is so special such that their risk of shrinkage requires me to leave my bag, take out all my valuables and chuck them in my pocket and walk around the supermarket looking ridiculous.

do i really want to steal giant goods more than carrefour goods? crikey, no! and even if i wanted to steal something... let's just say.......... a pack of serviettes, do you think it is likely that i'll find it?

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