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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.


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Wednesday, March 07, 2007
CREATURES OF STRANGE HABITS

some people are creatures of habit. some people are just creatures.

i'm a creature of strange waking hours. i've done all the weirdshit hours in the office you can think of. twice, i stayed overnight in the office and showered circa three (in the morning). i've returned to the office at midnight after cell and i've sent a friend home at night near cyberjaya and decided, what da heck, i'll just go into office now instead of tomorrow morning.

and so today i showed up at six in the morning, having driven out at 5.30am with adrian, a creature of normative habits. the culprit was a european cup tie between liverpool and barcelona, and as pleased as i am that adrian got the version of happy driver 1.0 at the end of the game, i'm even happier to have achieved what seemed like the unachievable: to break the routine of a creature of habit.

i grew up doing all these weirshit hours, and i say that with the full measure of loving as i would if i were talking about puppies prancing in meadows. i remember staying up and piecing jigsaw puzzles with ernest. those were fun days. we would finish the puzzle and leave the finished thing lying around for our parents to see when they wake up in the morning. other kids didn't get to do these things. other kids had bedtimes. like i said. some people are just creatures with strange habits.

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