Hey y'all, I have been lazy as a hobo lying in the gutter but in my defence...Ah frak it, I have three poems for your reading pleasure. I admit I was on wine when I wrote these beauties, but hey inspiration comes from the bottle, right? right?
Raindrops keep falling on my freaking head
A leaky faucet overhead ,
Turns torrent down on unsuspecting heads,
Rain from the ephemereal,
Look into the funnel of drops,
Be born anew ,
Baptize your self,
With unreligion and health
With wealth and death
Raindrops smacking against my window pane like insects against a windshield
Pah Pah Pahsssss…
Slaps against my face,
Scuds of wet and temporary dye
Leave fingerprints on my eyes
Ears, nose and smell of you
Washed away in a broken pah pah p-a-h…sssssss
As you all can tell, it's been raining a fair bit in London. In June. Also hail, lightning and sunshine. Stupid weather in June. God bless the British truly.
Thursday, 5 July 2007
Saturday, 23 June 2007
I am in a catastrophic amount of pain
Robot Chicken is usually a hit and miss affair. Sometimes it's totally hilarious, sometimes eh.
But somehow this rather sadistic skit on little ponies strikes a chord with my funny bone. A very strong chord.
But somehow this rather sadistic skit on little ponies strikes a chord with my funny bone. A very strong chord.
What I Know About Women
Well, we were given a creative feature assignment on the above topic, which proved to be somewhat amusing. Here is the fruit of my labours so to speak.
Ps. Dramatics have been added to 'spice' up the piece, so don't get your panties in a twist.
P.s.s I may suffer from writer's myopia, so any criticism would be great. Constructive only!
What I Know About Women
There’s a chinese saying that roughly translates as ‘a single woman is a marketplace, while a gathering of women is a whole village’. My dad would whip out this line (in exasperated Cantonese) just about everytime my mum engages her mouth. Whether it be on the phone, with my grandmum, with her gossipy friends or just plain nagging the hell out of the family. In short, my first lesson learnt about women is this that they’re noisy and they’re loud. And oh yeah, they love nagging. Lots and lots of nagging.
By the time I hit puberty, I’ve learnt to shut out the constant chitter-chatter i.e. nagging into ambient white noise. Failing that, I just locked myself in a room with a pillow over my head and turned the radio dial up. This was my second lesson; never ignore the attentions of an excitable and crazed woman. She will bang on your door, scream at the top of her lungs, and threaten to thrash your backside with a rattan cane (those things sting with evil venom) even when you’re a good foot taller and starting to shave and speak back in a deep, ominous voice. And that was just my sister.
My third lesson came in the form of heartbreak and first love. There was this girl who was not rated by my peers, as there were more beautiful creatures prancing about the school. But there was something interesting about her face and she did have the advantage of being rather top-heavy for her age. In any case, I confessed my feelings with a rose at the local coffee shop, heavily relying on the advice of a friend. The lesson learnt was, don’t confess to a girl in front of her friends and never, ever take advice from a male friend who obviously was a total idiot.
Further adventures with women have more or less resulted in similar mishaps and improved fortunes, but the fourth important lesson about women came in the sixth form when I was into this lovely girl. She was smart, funny and very into transformers. More or less the dream woman for me at that age. However, I introduced her to my rather good-looking best friend and well you can guess the rest. So in gist, never introduce your girlfriend to a better-looking mate who goes to the gym. Also, date women in secret until they’re too emotionally invested to move on to better things.
At this point I was ready to give up on women, but annoyingly enough hormones made me soldier on.
It was then I entered into the fifth and perhaps the most useful lesson about women. They rather enjoy being friends if you ‘open up’. By that I mean the sharing of feelings, the bitchier the better apparently. Which brings us to the now. I am wilfully single and still very much a student when it comes to the opposite sex. However I await the next eventual painful lesson with bated breath.
Ps. Dramatics have been added to 'spice' up the piece, so don't get your panties in a twist.
P.s.s I may suffer from writer's myopia, so any criticism would be great. Constructive only!
What I Know About Women
There’s a chinese saying that roughly translates as ‘a single woman is a marketplace, while a gathering of women is a whole village’. My dad would whip out this line (in exasperated Cantonese) just about everytime my mum engages her mouth. Whether it be on the phone, with my grandmum, with her gossipy friends or just plain nagging the hell out of the family. In short, my first lesson learnt about women is this that they’re noisy and they’re loud. And oh yeah, they love nagging. Lots and lots of nagging.
By the time I hit puberty, I’ve learnt to shut out the constant chitter-chatter i.e. nagging into ambient white noise. Failing that, I just locked myself in a room with a pillow over my head and turned the radio dial up. This was my second lesson; never ignore the attentions of an excitable and crazed woman. She will bang on your door, scream at the top of her lungs, and threaten to thrash your backside with a rattan cane (those things sting with evil venom) even when you’re a good foot taller and starting to shave and speak back in a deep, ominous voice. And that was just my sister.
My third lesson came in the form of heartbreak and first love. There was this girl who was not rated by my peers, as there were more beautiful creatures prancing about the school. But there was something interesting about her face and she did have the advantage of being rather top-heavy for her age. In any case, I confessed my feelings with a rose at the local coffee shop, heavily relying on the advice of a friend. The lesson learnt was, don’t confess to a girl in front of her friends and never, ever take advice from a male friend who obviously was a total idiot.
Further adventures with women have more or less resulted in similar mishaps and improved fortunes, but the fourth important lesson about women came in the sixth form when I was into this lovely girl. She was smart, funny and very into transformers. More or less the dream woman for me at that age. However, I introduced her to my rather good-looking best friend and well you can guess the rest. So in gist, never introduce your girlfriend to a better-looking mate who goes to the gym. Also, date women in secret until they’re too emotionally invested to move on to better things.
At this point I was ready to give up on women, but annoyingly enough hormones made me soldier on.
It was then I entered into the fifth and perhaps the most useful lesson about women. They rather enjoy being friends if you ‘open up’. By that I mean the sharing of feelings, the bitchier the better apparently. Which brings us to the now. I am wilfully single and still very much a student when it comes to the opposite sex. However I await the next eventual painful lesson with bated breath.
Thursday, 7 June 2007
The Future Is Now
We live in exciting times, the arrival of the super-future is arriving at our doorstep day by day. Just check out the following examples of why the amber beginnings of the 21st century will glow hotter and brighter. Hot damn, I love this stuff!
http://www.apple.com/iphone/ads/
Slobber, iphone, drool, slobber, drool, iphone, repeat, rinse, drool.
Great Buddha! It's a touch screen orgasmastron inducing, hopefully bug free coffe table computer!
For more go to here: http://www.microsoft.com/surface/
http://www.apple.com/iphone/ads/
Slobber, iphone, drool, slobber, drool, iphone, repeat, rinse, drool.
Great Buddha! It's a touch screen orgasmastron inducing, hopefully bug free coffe table computer!
For more go to here: http://www.microsoft.com/surface/
Friday, 25 May 2007
Cartoon Nostalgia , Yeeaawww!
This is a media post celebrating all that was glorious and good of our youth, namely cartoons! In today's Media Friday, I shall post the most kick-ass intro songs to the most kick-ass action cartoons of yester-year. And no, the Transformers aren't in it, because really, it's in a special class of its own. In no particular order ( although personally its a three-way battle for my fave between Batman, Silver Hawk and Grandizer),here they are!
10. Voltron
heh, Voltron. The legend, the legend of Voltron, defender of the Universe. A mighty robot , loved by good, feared by evil.
Such eloquence, such gravitas,and the line, I'll form the HEAD!. Sniff, brings a tear to my eye.
9. Robotech
Most graceful application of fighter-jet to robot mode to halfsies ( Guardian mode for all you fans) I've ever had the privilege to watch on TV. Ok, purists may point out that the whole series was an amalgamation of three different Japanese anime, but fuck that, the theme song rocked, the characters were solid and while the story-line was tweaked to fit those 3 animes ( and was rather confusing to this kid) it's nostalgic value will never be doubted.
8. Mask
Working overtime! Fighting crime x 2
Come on, let's all sing-a-long! Blatant cartoon made to sell toys, but the toys were awesome so I don't care.
7. Superman: TAS
Horns, trumpets blaring, the Man of Steel's much deserved intro swoops down and swings up, finishing with a impressive crescendo.
6. Adventures Of Batman And Robin
Yeap, I loved of Batman: The Animated Series, but the intro to the Adventures Of Batman And Robin is the definite tone for the cartoon for me. Operatic, moody, dark, climatic, noir, fuck just listen to it. And since we're on Batman, here are the rest of my pick of the intros including the original Batman:TAS, the excellent Mask of The Phantasm movie and the Batman/Superman series. All are great, great stuff.
Batman: TAS
Batman/Superman
The Mask of the Phantasm - Best Batman theme song EVER.
5. Saber-Rider
OOOoo yeah, I love the electro -whiplash sound in this bad boy. Frigging awesome armour, vehicles and massive Giant Cowboy Robot/ Spaceship that BLOWS the opposition away.
4. Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
I vote this most likely to be sung at someone's future wedding whilst drunk off my arse. TURTLE POWER!
3. Grandizer
Fuck yeah! No lyrics, no crappy words , just the pure rumblings of the awesome Grandizer in action. Also the ending sequence in Arabic??! which is just...ear-numbingly cool.
2. Silver Hawk
Damn, I loved this show. The villains were bad-ass, the heroes shiny and sleek and for some reason it had this dark-undercurrent to it, well to my kid-self anyways. Plus that whole mask thing with the hand, AWESOME. Dig that hawk cry too, KreeeEE!
1. Thundercats
Yeah, no surprises here. The phallic implications of Lion-O's sword aside, this series has it all, Super-scary muthafucking villain Mum-Ra, Cheetarah in the nude, super-neato thunder-tank and awesome repetitive theme song.
10. Voltron
heh, Voltron. The legend, the legend of Voltron, defender of the Universe. A mighty robot , loved by good, feared by evil.
Such eloquence, such gravitas,and the line, I'll form the HEAD!. Sniff, brings a tear to my eye.
9. Robotech
Most graceful application of fighter-jet to robot mode to halfsies ( Guardian mode for all you fans) I've ever had the privilege to watch on TV. Ok, purists may point out that the whole series was an amalgamation of three different Japanese anime, but fuck that, the theme song rocked, the characters were solid and while the story-line was tweaked to fit those 3 animes ( and was rather confusing to this kid) it's nostalgic value will never be doubted.
8. Mask
Working overtime! Fighting crime x 2
Come on, let's all sing-a-long! Blatant cartoon made to sell toys, but the toys were awesome so I don't care.
7. Superman: TAS
Horns, trumpets blaring, the Man of Steel's much deserved intro swoops down and swings up, finishing with a impressive crescendo.
6. Adventures Of Batman And Robin
Yeap, I loved of Batman: The Animated Series, but the intro to the Adventures Of Batman And Robin is the definite tone for the cartoon for me. Operatic, moody, dark, climatic, noir, fuck just listen to it. And since we're on Batman, here are the rest of my pick of the intros including the original Batman:TAS, the excellent Mask of The Phantasm movie and the Batman/Superman series. All are great, great stuff.
Batman: TAS
Batman/Superman
The Mask of the Phantasm - Best Batman theme song EVER.
5. Saber-Rider
OOOoo yeah, I love the electro -whiplash sound in this bad boy. Frigging awesome armour, vehicles and massive Giant Cowboy Robot/ Spaceship that BLOWS the opposition away.
4. Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
I vote this most likely to be sung at someone's future wedding whilst drunk off my arse. TURTLE POWER!
3. Grandizer
Fuck yeah! No lyrics, no crappy words , just the pure rumblings of the awesome Grandizer in action. Also the ending sequence in Arabic??! which is just...ear-numbingly cool.
2. Silver Hawk
Damn, I loved this show. The villains were bad-ass, the heroes shiny and sleek and for some reason it had this dark-undercurrent to it, well to my kid-self anyways. Plus that whole mask thing with the hand, AWESOME. Dig that hawk cry too, KreeeEE!
1. Thundercats
Yeah, no surprises here. The phallic implications of Lion-O's sword aside, this series has it all, Super-scary muthafucking villain Mum-Ra, Cheetarah in the nude, super-neato thunder-tank and awesome repetitive theme song.
Wednesday, 23 May 2007
I Hate Passive Aggressive Shit, But Thanks ;)
Found this webblog about passive aggressive notes. You know how they go, politely worded missives with a little bite. Personally I find these notes a tad annoying and rather condescending and also smacking of cowardice. Also funny and ah heck, it comes with the territory of roommates, non-confrontational friends and co-workers.
Anyways check out the website at;
http://passiveaggressivenotes.wordpress.com/
Passive Aggressive methods are also prevalent when on MSN and text. Most notable are the usage of smilies and winkies to take out the sting out of an aggressive or confrontational message. I really , really , really hate that. Either do it matter of fact or be really clear and honest about it, no? In any case I would hardly construe myself as being confrontational, but passive aggressive ain't my style, it's all about not being aggressive in the first place. Somehow as I write this I recall certain passive aggresive ways in which Onnies team football tactics were discussed last year. Disclaimer, the examples below may be not be altogether accurate as time has this way of warping my memories.
Examples:
Some of us are playing well and some of us are not defending at all! But they're passing ok.
Some people, who just got back from the UK, aren't picking up the slack.
I don't know who, but someone is not passing very well. Hahahaha.
The people up front aren't doing enough running and have crap stamina. But they're tying hard.
Wong, you suck.
Ok , the last one was not passive aggressive at all, that's pure Gopi Shankar-ism. I miss that guy, at least with him you know where you stand. He's either going to insult you, fondle you , rip you off or all three. Yep, I think it's time to get rid of the passive aggressiveness and be IN YOUR FACE. But politely of course.
Now get your asses to the passive aggressive site, thanks! =) and a ;) for good measure!
Anyways check out the website at;
http://passiveaggressivenotes.wordpress.com/
Passive Aggressive methods are also prevalent when on MSN and text. Most notable are the usage of smilies and winkies to take out the sting out of an aggressive or confrontational message. I really , really , really hate that. Either do it matter of fact or be really clear and honest about it, no? In any case I would hardly construe myself as being confrontational, but passive aggressive ain't my style, it's all about not being aggressive in the first place. Somehow as I write this I recall certain passive aggresive ways in which Onnies team football tactics were discussed last year. Disclaimer, the examples below may be not be altogether accurate as time has this way of warping my memories.
Examples:
Some of us are playing well and some of us are not defending at all! But they're passing ok.
Some people, who just got back from the UK, aren't picking up the slack.
I don't know who, but someone is not passing very well. Hahahaha.
The people up front aren't doing enough running and have crap stamina. But they're tying hard.
Wong, you suck.
Ok , the last one was not passive aggressive at all, that's pure Gopi Shankar-ism. I miss that guy, at least with him you know where you stand. He's either going to insult you, fondle you , rip you off or all three. Yep, I think it's time to get rid of the passive aggressiveness and be IN YOUR FACE. But politely of course.
Now get your asses to the passive aggressive site, thanks! =) and a ;) for good measure!
Tuesday, 15 May 2007
Media Tuesday - 5 Awesomely cool Music Vids
It's a dull and grey May Tuesday, with increasing chances of rain. So to perk myself up as well hopefully some of you guys, I have my 5 music videos to watch. Thanks to Youtube of course.
1. Carpark North- Human.
Fucking crazy kids. Only good song I like too from this Scandinavian band, at least I think they're Scandanavian...
2. OK Go - Do What You Want
Yeah I like OK GO, they're awesomely fun. Haven't seen their treadmill video yet? It's on this blog somewhere, go check it out! In the realtime, enjoy this video of dancing wallpaper. Trippy, mmmm.
3. Cornelius - Fit
The boys from Japan, crazy creative. Check out this vibe-tastic video.
4. Fatboy Slim- Weapon Of Choice
Ahhhh, my very berry very supervery favourite music video of ALL time. Christopher Walken doing his thang, what's not to love?
5. Radiohead - High And Dry
Nostalgic choice really. I remember watching this on those sunny afternoons after school back at my grandma's place in Bangsar. When there was no Astro and all they had on TV back then were the top 20 hit videos or something on Thursdays or was it Tuesdays? No matter, my memory's fuzzy, but this tune and video still sticks in my heart like a sore thumb.
1. Carpark North- Human.
Fucking crazy kids. Only good song I like too from this Scandinavian band, at least I think they're Scandanavian...
2. OK Go - Do What You Want
Yeah I like OK GO, they're awesomely fun. Haven't seen their treadmill video yet? It's on this blog somewhere, go check it out! In the realtime, enjoy this video of dancing wallpaper. Trippy, mmmm.
3. Cornelius - Fit
The boys from Japan, crazy creative. Check out this vibe-tastic video.
4. Fatboy Slim- Weapon Of Choice
Ahhhh, my very berry very supervery favourite music video of ALL time. Christopher Walken doing his thang, what's not to love?
5. Radiohead - High And Dry
Nostalgic choice really. I remember watching this on those sunny afternoons after school back at my grandma's place in Bangsar. When there was no Astro and all they had on TV back then were the top 20 hit videos or something on Thursdays or was it Tuesdays? No matter, my memory's fuzzy, but this tune and video still sticks in my heart like a sore thumb.
Friday, 11 May 2007
5 Movies YOU Should Watch This Year
I will from time to time put in lists of movies, music,and books YOU should try to read, watch or listen. By YOU I mean YOU. So yeah it's meant to be aggressive,because gosh darn it, YOU need a break from the brain-shrivelling mainstream.
1. Children Of Men
Shocking, beautifully arresting, gripping as hell and Clive Owen is superb. There is a scene so achingly realised towards the end, that you can't help but exclaim hope for the human condition.
2. The Last King Of Scotland
Just watch it for the Oscar winning performance by Forrest Whittaker and the surreal madness that really enveloped this nation. Also note James McAvoy's role as the prism through which Idi's madness shines through, at turns infuriating and sympathetic, his character is how we relate.
3. The Lives Of Others
Don't let the German language put you off this superb film. Slow to start , it draws you in and dips and rises at all the right moments. A thriller, but also a study of the paranoia and fear inherent in a closed and controlling society. And surprisingly it has the existence of a very human touch that gives rise to faith in humanity.
4. Shortbus
Warning, it has full frontal nudity, properly simulated sex acts, and sexual preferences that may offend some. But beneath all the sex and on top of it, is a very funny, real fable on the perpetual human need to connect with others and above all,the freedom that comes from loving another and the reciprocation of being loved. Just don't watch this with grandma.
5. Letters From Iwo Jima
War is hell and that is true for both sides. Companion piece to Flags Of Our Fathers, which I have not seen , yet, this Clint Eastwood directed piece is not your blood and glory war film. It strips away the glamour, but leaves the honour, the sadness, and the sacrifice that should be the lesson learnt from war, any war.
1. Children Of Men
Shocking, beautifully arresting, gripping as hell and Clive Owen is superb. There is a scene so achingly realised towards the end, that you can't help but exclaim hope for the human condition.
2. The Last King Of Scotland
Just watch it for the Oscar winning performance by Forrest Whittaker and the surreal madness that really enveloped this nation. Also note James McAvoy's role as the prism through which Idi's madness shines through, at turns infuriating and sympathetic, his character is how we relate.
3. The Lives Of Others
Don't let the German language put you off this superb film. Slow to start , it draws you in and dips and rises at all the right moments. A thriller, but also a study of the paranoia and fear inherent in a closed and controlling society. And surprisingly it has the existence of a very human touch that gives rise to faith in humanity.
4. Shortbus
Warning, it has full frontal nudity, properly simulated sex acts, and sexual preferences that may offend some. But beneath all the sex and on top of it, is a very funny, real fable on the perpetual human need to connect with others and above all,the freedom that comes from loving another and the reciprocation of being loved. Just don't watch this with grandma.
5. Letters From Iwo Jima
War is hell and that is true for both sides. Companion piece to Flags Of Our Fathers, which I have not seen , yet, this Clint Eastwood directed piece is not your blood and glory war film. It strips away the glamour, but leaves the honour, the sadness, and the sacrifice that should be the lesson learnt from war, any war.
TOO INSANE FOR THE MEMBRANE MARIO
Some madly, insanely funny shit. Turn up the volume when you watch, trust me.
Updates That Keep With The Times
Hey to whoever is reading this lagging blog. Don't worry, for your patience will be rewarded with a cornucopia of stuff within the next few weeks. Hopefully.
But,just to update people who actually still care about this space, I'm really busy at the moment what with the new part-time job I have at GBK Restaurant or Gourmet Burger Kitchen. Yes I am working as menial labour part-time for minimum wage at a vaguely trendy eatery in the vaguely trendy area of Portobello Road, nearby Notting Hill.
It's a great experience and already I have learnt to miss the luxurious lifestyle of my youth, but character building is more important no?
Well, coupled that with my increasing workload at Journalism School and various social commitments, forgive my tardiness in updating this blog. I assure you all that I will always try to keep this alive and going, and some good stuff is coming up soon!
To sign off, MAN UTD CHAMPIONS! and sod off Chelsea!!! All in good spirit of course.
But,just to update people who actually still care about this space, I'm really busy at the moment what with the new part-time job I have at GBK Restaurant
It's a great experience and already I have learnt to miss the luxurious lifestyle of my youth, but character building is more important no?
Well, coupled that with my increasing workload at Journalism School and various social commitments, forgive my tardiness in updating this blog. I assure you all that I will always try to keep this alive and going, and some good stuff is coming up soon!
To sign off, MAN UTD CHAMPIONS! and sod off Chelsea!!! All in good spirit of course.
Wet Dog, Smelly Carpet-An Ode To London
London smells in the rain and the dry,
When the sun's a blazing and the clouds cry,
A waft of horrid, a whiff of garbage,
Sometimes the sweet flowers and fresh grass,
Creeps into your nostrils and your heart,
Encouraging synesthesia's prickly laugh,
London smells, it smells gravely, it smells hopefully
but not of home, the tenderest smell of all.
When the sun's a blazing and the clouds cry,
A waft of horrid, a whiff of garbage,
Sometimes the sweet flowers and fresh grass,
Creeps into your nostrils and your heart,
Encouraging synesthesia's prickly laugh,
London smells, it smells gravely, it smells hopefully
but not of home, the tenderest smell of all.
Thursday, 19 April 2007
Theater Of The Absurd
Step right up, step right up! Ladies and gentlemen, for today's media ramblings and absurdist fun, I present to you two theories on why science is wrong and the bible is absolutely and literally right, a wee fella from fillipina with the power to be six foot nine and who can kick your nut-sack from behind and also the sweetest handhold in the animal kingdom. Let the weird and wonderful commence!
Bananas Are The Bestest Design, Ever!
Hmm when he grasps the banana and espouses its benefits, I can't help but think of oh I don't know a penis? Replace banana with the word penis in your head. It's funny, trust me.
Peanut Butter disapproves life and evolution shocker!!!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA...sniffles.....HAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHAHA.
He's petite, like a potato. Here's a rap tribute to the guy who paved the way for the likes of mini-me.
Hehehehe, seriously wiki the little bugger,Weng Weng, I kid you not. Fascinating stuff.
And to cap it off, something so saccharine you better not be drinking teh-tarik manis as you watch this as all your teeth may crack and fall down into your stomache hereby giving you diarrhea and massive shits syndrome.
Bananas Are The Bestest Design, Ever!
Hmm when he grasps the banana and espouses its benefits, I can't help but think of oh I don't know a penis? Replace banana with the word penis in your head. It's funny, trust me.
Peanut Butter disapproves life and evolution shocker!!!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA...sniffles.....HAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHAHA.
He's petite, like a potato. Here's a rap tribute to the guy who paved the way for the likes of mini-me.
Hehehehe, seriously wiki the little bugger,Weng Weng, I kid you not. Fascinating stuff.
And to cap it off, something so saccharine you better not be drinking teh-tarik manis as you watch this as all your teeth may crack and fall down into your stomache hereby giving you diarrhea and massive shits syndrome.
Friday, 13 April 2007
I CAN CAN DO IT!
Thanks to Wayne for passing on a great article on the differences between having a fixed mindset and one which is open to change and effort. In a nutshell, the piece explores how we view ability and the development of ability ; whether it is just natural talent or whether it is the culmination of effort, never say die attitude and willingness to face the challenge. The interesting bit is that how we view our personal capabilities in life can affect not only our mental and personal growth but our belief structures on destiny and fate.
This article is in essence is about the positivity in having a growth mindset, that whatever our inherent beliefs and personalities are, it is never too late to engender change and to embrace new challenges and risk. The way I see it, there are too many people I meet who are "set in their ways" or perhaps think that well that's me, I can't change for the better or I can't accept failure in new endeavours so I'll stick to stuff that comes easy.
I for one, am guilty of these beliefs one time or another. However I do essentially believe that I can change for the better, if not it wouldn't hurt to try. And try. And try again. And try somemore, until those little personal goals are achieved. Or not, but hey the journey is the worthwhile bit right?
Intelligence, emotional and mental, and ability is malleable. It is within our failure to not grasp that, and also within our success to do so. Take football for example. For the Onnies crew, we were not considered "naturally talented" when we started out. For the most part we were slapped into "defensive positions" to "hump" the ball away. But by playing with each other and gradually improving , we pretty much can hold our own now. At the same time I don't see why we should stop improving, if not physically ( god we are all getting old and injury prone, look at me, ankle, knee, front tooth) but mentally. Habits are only as bad as we make them to be as well as ever present as we wish them to be.
Well enough preachy keen-ness, check out the article for yourselves and let me know your thoughts. In the comment section yah yahoos. Also, it would be great if our education system somehow incorporated this level of thinking and motivation in all levels huh?
I for one, am guilty of these beliefs one time or another. However I do essentially believe that I can change for the better, if not it wouldn't hurt to try. And try. And try again. And try somemore, until those little personal goals are achieved. Or not, but hey the journey is the worthwhile bit right?
Intelligence, emotional and mental, and ability is malleable. It is within our failure to not grasp that, and also within our success to do so. Take football for example. For the Onnies crew, we were not considered "naturally talented" when we started out. For the most part we were slapped into "defensive positions" to "hump" the ball away. But by playing with each other and gradually improving , we pretty much can hold our own now. At the same time I don't see why we should stop improving, if not physically ( god we are all getting old and injury prone, look at me, ankle, knee, front tooth) but mentally. Habits are only as bad as we make them to be as well as ever present as we wish them to be.
Well enough preachy keen-ness, check out the article for yourselves and let me know your thoughts. In the comment section yah yahoos. Also, it would be great if our education system somehow incorporated this level of thinking and motivation in all levels huh?
www.stanfordalumni.org/news/magazine/2007/marapr/features/dweck.html
Monday, 9 April 2007
Zip zAP bIff!!
Aloha,
Firstly I would to like to congratulate Adly for being the first ( and only) person to seemingly be interested in this little blog baby of mine. It's no mean feat and he deserves a mention.
Secondly, an audience of ONE is still much better than NONE. Alright, the blog title is No Compliments, not no comments! Give it to me yah yahoos, bad , good or well you know something encouraging. I sob at night for the charity ( or lack of) of friends I left behind in good old Malaysia. So, comment on the layout, the spiffy-ness of the fonts, whether it needs some flashing epileptic lights, what you want me to post e.g. pictures of my underwear around London, bra-less chicks in this summer heat and topless muscle boys for the ladies of course. Only the music remains untouchable, because well, I am rather tasteful in my taste for music, bad english intended.
Well, on to the update. The weather here is getting plentiful warm and beautifully sunny, which means lazying in the park and more incentive to gym. Which I have just started, me am member of the YMCA gym in Tottenham Court Road. It costs 30 quid for a month , I get to use everything , including the swimming pool and free yoga/pilates/skipping/ butt clenching classes. Plus they got shit like Photography , Pottery and Arty stuff to do. I like, as Borat would cry out.
Oh yeah and the most interesting thing I've seen the past week is a bronze toilet sink at a Shisha joint. Mmmmm, bronzey.... Speaking of Shisha joints, due to the ban on smoking indoors coming into effect this July in London, there will be none operating come this summer. Well, as restaurants yeah, but we all know why we go there; for the apple, grape, and strawberry flavours and opportunity for smoke ring making. Also it's pretty much a cultural possession of the local Middle Eastern Community in London as well as breathing( heh!) much character into areas such as Edgeware Road and Bayswater. I aim to do a think piece on how the smoking ban affects the the community of shisha smokers and whether the ongoing petition will be successful enough to ensure shisha smokers get their fix. So watch this space as I may put up some of my work from Journalism School! For critique and your general thoughts of course.
Until then , keep on tripping!
Yeah that means you Adly.
Firstly I would to like to congratulate Adly for being the first ( and only) person to seemingly be interested in this little blog baby of mine. It's no mean feat and he deserves a mention.
Secondly, an audience of ONE is still much better than NONE. Alright, the blog title is No Compliments, not no comments! Give it to me yah yahoos, bad , good or well you know something encouraging. I sob at night for the charity ( or lack of) of friends I left behind in good old Malaysia. So, comment on the layout, the spiffy-ness of the fonts, whether it needs some flashing epileptic lights, what you want me to post e.g. pictures of my underwear around London, bra-less chicks in this summer heat and topless muscle boys for the ladies of course. Only the music remains untouchable, because well, I am rather tasteful in my taste for music, bad english intended.
Well, on to the update. The weather here is getting plentiful warm and beautifully sunny, which means lazying in the park and more incentive to gym. Which I have just started, me am member of the YMCA gym in Tottenham Court Road. It costs 30 quid for a month , I get to use everything , including the swimming pool and free yoga/pilates/skipping/ butt clenching classes. Plus they got shit like Photography , Pottery and Arty stuff to do. I like, as Borat would cry out.
Oh yeah and the most interesting thing I've seen the past week is a bronze toilet sink at a Shisha joint. Mmmmm, bronzey.... Speaking of Shisha joints, due to the ban on smoking indoors coming into effect this July in London, there will be none operating come this summer. Well, as restaurants yeah, but we all know why we go there; for the apple, grape, and strawberry flavours and opportunity for smoke ring making. Also it's pretty much a cultural possession of the local Middle Eastern Community in London as well as breathing( heh!) much character into areas such as Edgeware Road and Bayswater. I aim to do a think piece on how the smoking ban affects the the community of shisha smokers and whether the ongoing petition will be successful enough to ensure shisha smokers get their fix. So watch this space as I may put up some of my work from Journalism School! For critique and your general thoughts of course.
Until then , keep on tripping!
Yeah that means you Adly.
Friday, 30 March 2007
"I am an exhibitionist" says woman at the Troubadour
Door To The Troubadour
My ears pricked eagerly as I discreetly picked up a snatch of conversation. Two trendy urbane 30-something year old women were deep in lady chatter at the table next to me. They start speaking too fast, they know voyeurs with ears are afoot.
Missing out on further details of her *ahem* kinky exhibitionist tendencies, I resume my attention towards my delicious all-day breakfast and the following dessert of seriously sublime, lime key pie.
I like the Troubadour cafe. It's a place I can sincerely imagine myself spending whole afternoons reading, thinking (sparingly), and abusing the free wi-fi. The coffee's great, the interior smells of historical bohemia and the music background is impeccable ( Bob Dylan , Jimi Hendrix, just to name a few legends who played back here in the day).
Good food, decent prices, nice pub/cafe/homely feel, wi-fi for free and gigs downstairs come dinner time. Hell, I think I'll move in, set up camp and never ever leave. Just like that chap down there.
Fun Media For Today
Media with a little focus on footie here. The line-up includes;
The amazing Abdullah, genius juggler;
Some incredibly slick passing;
and finally, he can dribble, has great technique, and is french. Oh yes and he can't score. No he's not with Arsenal, but is at Marseille, for now at least. Also tagged as the new Zizou.
Sidenote; strictly for Liverpool fans. Didn't Houllier champion Bruno Cheyrou as the new Zizou ? That Houllier, great comedian isn't he ?
Aw heck couldn't help but throw this in. Pretty amusing music video for OK GO's Here It Goes Again track.
The amazing Abdullah, genius juggler;
Some incredibly slick passing;
and finally, he can dribble, has great technique, and is french. Oh yes and he can't score. No he's not with Arsenal, but is at Marseille, for now at least. Also tagged as the new Zizou.
Sidenote; strictly for Liverpool fans. Didn't Houllier champion Bruno Cheyrou as the new Zizou ? That Houllier, great comedian isn't he ?
Aw heck couldn't help but throw this in. Pretty amusing music video for OK GO's Here It Goes Again track.
Thursday, 29 March 2007
Enough 10 pack-abs to frighten small children
Good lord , what a hyper-stylised movie. Everything was ultra-real; abs, nipples and the THROATY SHOUTS. Terrific stuff, although I caution people from bringing small children in, those shiny ultra hard pectorals and abs could give them wee ones nightmares for life. Plus all that shouting, man, talk about your aggressive alpha male ventings. Choice examples;THIS IS SPARTA !!! ( That kick to the chest was pretty hilarious, just to emphasise his utter contempt and to exercise his gleaming leg muscles)
FOR TONIGHT WE DINE IN HELL!!!
Lines I wished they shouted in the movie;
BRING IT ON, YOU PERSIAN PANSIED ASS MUTHAFUCKERS!!!!
GODDAMN THAT DUDE'S UGLY!!!!
YOUR MOMMA!!!!
OH HELL NO, I AIN't SMELLING YOUR CODPIECE!!!!
I WANT PIE!!!
Yeah, stuff like that would have been funny. For the curious and learning hungry who want to find out the real events behind the 300, check out this wiki entry on the battle of Thermoplyae.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Battle_of_Thermopylae
Ps. Comics by Frank Miller kick ass. Movies based on Frank Miller's stuff, kick more ass and as such should be enjoyed for what they are. Critical thinking would just be wasted on SPARTAAAA!!!!
Wednesday, 28 March 2007
Fun Media For The Day
- A Bruce Lee screen test ? Sweetness!
- Feel the happiness and joyfulness of this wonderous flipbook;
http://langephoto.com/video/video_flipbook_12_26_06.html
- Also, meh. I like meh, here's why;
http://www.guardian.co.uk/g2/story/0,,2026533,00.html
Tuesday, 27 March 2007
Pity Da Nekkid Mr T
Mr T was recently spotted naked in a Camden second-hand toy shop. Curiously enough, his well-sculpted bare body was missing vital reproductive appendages.
When queried for a comment, Mr T responded " I pity da fool who took my clothes! I even more pity the fool tha' left out little T , know wha I'm saying , foo!"
Mickey Mouse chipped in with " Man I don't know how that crazy naked ass n{censored} stands the cold."
Homosexual Captain Man in the robin egg blue outfit was also less complimentary, " Mmmm, I dig those pecs and abs, but honey, a castrated n {censored} is not my idea of fun."
The Supermen Cometh
Supermen, supermen, they are loose on the streets,
Fake muscles a bulging, super-breathe a reeking of alcholic treats,
Truth and justice, bah! These are gobbled up like liquorice.
Bear with my whimsical musings as I witness the randomness that is London.
Ps. Why are the faux supermen blurry? Because I was in a hurry and they engaged their super-speed crossing the street power.
Willkommen!
Genteel gents and luscious ladies, peeps one and all;
This from now on would hopefully be an ongoing blog about yours truly as I continue my sojourns far from home. Bear with me as I get to grips with this blog phenomenon ( a bit late to the party!) , but I aim to provide some entertainment in the forms of pictures, music and general anecdotes of my time here in the UK. Also I will post anything that will catch my fancy, weblinks, food recipes , nude pics (kidding) and generally cool stuff.
So tune in, stay tuned and please show signs of interest or at least feign it, I don’t care ( hah I lie!)
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