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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
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Wednesday, June 18, 2008
 ITALY AND WILLIAMSTo understand the following conversation, it helps if you know three things: (1) the food at williams, (2) italian football and its players, and (3) how committed we can be to being stupid sometimes. the context is that this morning, my gtalk signature read "Forza Del Piero! Forza Grosso! Forza Italia!" theyap: what lah. forza del piero somemore ah del piero eating carbonara yesterday lah Fergus: nolah he eat marinara theyap: i tot butter prawn penne? Fergus: no... he ate the beef medallion special theyap: eh? not nasi goreng ketam? Fergus: no, no... allessandro is allergic to ketam theyap: oh then nasi goreng salami lah Fergus: that one quagliarella ordered. he said not nice. theyap: oh is it? I heard pirlo ordered the chicken kiev said too hard Fergus: that pirlo hard to please wan lah. donadoni had the bihun goreng special cannot finish theyap: yeah got some scallops stuck to his beard but grosso ate the indo mee goreng. the fella lau sai fergusong: ohhh no wonder la look like that last nite theyap: yeah lau sai until his hair also messy fergusong: ohhh i see no wonder daniele de rossi kept telling me indo indo dunno what the fella saying he had the seabass rissotto he said it was "inspiring" theyap: yeah and toni drank the drain water, that's why couldn't score fergusong: stupid idiot. i told him "ribena longan. but don't order from that uncle" he must have gotten the limau version of ribena longan theyap: i ran out items on the menu already fergusong: eh that means you left early you didn't see materazzi order the smoke duck pasta fella ate two servings sommore he called the duck's sister "a whore" kena marah from ambrosini who didn't like the food, so he went to murni's and ate loh shee fun theyap: eh i thought williams head butted materazzi fergusong: oh is it? i followed ambrosini to murni must've missed it but i got to chat with massimo. heart to heart. quite good sharing he said he's been trying very hard to eclipse guardiola as the world's most boring midfielder and he needed prayer i encouraged him lor at least he liked the loh shee fun Labels: dialogue, food, football Genusfrog [
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