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.


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.


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.


Wednesday, May 14, 2008

My buddy jack has just bought himself a new imac that's so good-looking, you want to spank its monitor just because you don't look as good as it does. not only is it a gorgeous machine, it's also got the best in it.

as a two-day-old owner of his very own macintosh, jack has already discovered that the only things standing between his brilliant mind and a fully designed and burned dvd are about eight to ten clicks of a very handsome mouse.

ahh, and he says he will never convert. it's only for the office, he so bravely blogs! never abandon the cause of the populist pc, he says! "viva la peecee" he decrees!

ladies and gentlemen, i present to you the 10 steps of conversion.

step 1 - exciting contact
step 2 - daring leap
step 3 - bliss
step 4 - steady realisation
step 5 - denial of exclusivism
step 6 - adjusted normalcy
step 7 - emerging dependence
step 8 - escalating addiction
step 9 - denial of all others
step 10 - evangelism

jackydoo here is at step 5. i rest my case.


Genusfrog [ 10:02 am ]


  • Rite.

    I deny that! NYET! NEIN!!! NO!
    But then considering I am posting from the above said mac...

    I will just keep my peace :P

    By Blogger Mad Cow, at 11:40 am  

  • yes. keeping peace is the first nudge in adjusting towards normalcy. onward to step 6!

    By Blogger Genusfrog, at 1:38 pm  

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