Archive for June, 2005

Bigger. Better?

Wednesday, June 29th, 2005

From now on, I’m gonna type in bigger fonts cause it’ll be easier for the eyes.

Or it’ll appear like I can write a long post. Either way, it’s cool.

Makes me think of the time when I bought Billy Lim’s ‘Dare to Fail’. Same concept. I still feel cheated though.

Wtf, Billy! Your book’s gonna be as thick as my handphone’s manual if ya put it in normal size fonts.

I want my money back  :(

Belly dancing, a bottle of 12 years old scotch and an Indian pub.

Sunday, June 26th, 2005

For a certain company function, I went to a prestigiuos hotel, the Le Meridien hotel in KL Sentral and got a taste of all these three things.

The hotel was spectacular but unfortunately I was put in a less expensive hotel (Armada Hotel) for my 2 days stay. Still, I was able to luxuriate in some of the facilities of the hotel during the meeting, and so far this is my favourite hotel in KL.

We were given a complimentary room ( reward of my product manager’s philosophy to ’squeeze until the last drop’), for pre-function meetings use. Whoo…I’m still drooling over the huge and delicious Hitachi LCD TV and the rediculous-looking-but-damn-comfortable chairs in the meeting room. 

All meeting rooms were equiped with an LCD screen on the entrance preprogrammed with the schedule of use of that particular room. A colleague was also impressed with the hotspot accessibility in the hotel. "Fast, very fast, wah, first time like this, broadbandlah!", remarked  this colleague of mine in excitement.

The real show of the day was probably dinner where we indulged ourself in Lebanese food in the Al Nafourah Restaurant, where we were also entertained with ahem…let me catch my breath….belly dancing! Aww….!

But ceh! Nothing much la. Just a fat lady prancing around looking for victims to embarass. Yes. Guests who are eating are subject to being chosen to embarass themself/entertain others by dancing with the middle eastern lady. So now you got 2 overweight people doing the mating dance (people who can afford to eat here are overweight). Yukk. Appetite killer.

After dinner, there was another round of gathering in a customer’s room, where there were lots of drinking and laughing and dirty jokes and politics. This is where the 12 years old scotch which I can’t remember the name came in. Dhevass or something which sounds similar, not Chivas though. After gotten ourself half drunk, we decided to go to an Indian pub in Brickfield which was just 1 km away, so we decided to walk there. Now just imagine a bunch of half drunk men (10 of us) walking on the streets goofing around, laughing so loud we’re lucky we didn’t get arrested for disturbance of peace or something. Hell, wat the fuk am I talking about, it’s Brickfield!

Now, there are 2 things I notice in Indian pubs:

1)They are frequented by males mainly (ratio of male to female, 15:1). Probably a heaven for getting away from the nagging wife??

2)Loud singing!! All the latest and not so latest indian pop songs. No club music, trance whatsoever, just good old Indian pop.

Got shock of my life when getting out of the hotel carpark in Le Meridien and told parking cost RM44!! Luckily bossess are staying in the hotel so asked them for their room no. and got free parking. (Yea, they stay Meridien, we stay Armada. Bah!) Still have to pay RM5 though.

Got back at Armada finally at 3am. Fully prepared for the hangover the next day.

Aik, how come?

Thursday, June 23rd, 2005

Look what I got…..

Congratulations , you are…

Kenny Sia of kennysia.com

You have it all, or so you think. Big balls, big bird, big everything. Also a big heart and ever-ready big hug to give out to everybody who needs one. But you didn’t know this. You’re the one who need a hug the most. So hugs to you!

Which Malaysian Blogger Are You?

Haha…really meh? I’m Kenny! I’m farny! Haha…

My phone is SEXY!

Thursday, June 23rd, 2005

I’m gonna brag about my new phone now. If you’re not happy about people being cocky once in a while because they CAN, pi main jauh jauh.

Everybody brags about it when they buy a new phone. I’m reading Bill Clinton’s My Life, and he brags about it when he got himself a new phone back in 2002. Here’s (something like) how it goes :

(** Conversations Malaysianised to cater for local readership** ..Fuk! Who am I kidding? nobody reads my blog :(  )

Lil’ Bill: Wah!! Fuiyoh, Hillary, come see my new phone, damn canggih! Come la, come. See, got camera summore.

Hillary: Aik, thought you said you never going to use handphone. Said very distracting, especially when you working, if phone go ‘tee toot tee toot’, it makes you go crazy, no meh?

Lil’ Bill: Actually, I brought this phone for communication with you and Chelsea la. You see, I’m always on the go, cannot always look for the payphone ma, and cannot carry the damn payphone with me, damn heavy. I tried already. So have to buy handphone lo.

Hillary: Just make damn sure that you don’t use it for other purpose ah, especially the camera function. *dagger stares with the grrr… sound effect*

Lil’ Bill: I love you

Hillary: Oh, sweetie pie. Come here. Muacks..

Lil’ Bill, thinking in his head: ‘Works everytime. Everytime.’

(ok, so it’s not from the book. I made it up. So what? Spank me.)

Anyway, back to my handphone.

It’s soooo sexy! Yes, I’m using the word sexy, cause if I’m able to, I’d have sex with it. Yea, it’s THAT sexy.

Sonyericssonf500i

I didn’t buy the phone. By the way, it’s a Sony Ericsson F500i. No. SHE’s a Sony Ericsson F500i. Ok, I’ll call her SHE from now on, since I’m such a sexist. She’s a gift from my bro in UK. So she’s got a huge Vodafone logo on the front cover which I don’t like very much. The only thing that’s not so sexy about her.

She cost about 60 pound which is about RM420. Take a look at the phone’s review here.

I love her big boobs  color screen. 64k color, man. My first color screen phone. Woo… nice. I love her fantastic ringtones too. My first polyphonic phone. Hmm….delicious. And her camera, ohh…baby. Ahem. I think i’ll stop here.

Sayonara..

Tuesday, June 21st, 2005

It happened again. No, no ,no! It’s not my fault! Nothing to do with me. Really.

There goes my third work partner. Leaving my company and me. It gets a little frustrating after a while, ya know. Seriously. I find myself asking that stupid question that stupid people ask when they’re too stupid to realise it’s totally useless to be asking stupid questions cause it’ll not change anything. Some people.

Aiks, what was i talking about again? Yea, that stupid question: WHY ME? WHY ME?!……*contemplating in silence, hoping against all odds that an answer might just pop up in my head*……..nah, not happening.

Working alone is no fun. You don’t feel as motivated. You can’t share the enthusiasm in that instance when some great news came up. I mean, you don’t have that person you really wanna share it with.  Same thing with bad news. When you share it with a work partner, half of the bad vibes sort of like, gets transfered to the other person via high frequency waves in ether (Really, I read it in a book sometime ago. Or I didn’t. But can you really tell? :P) So, if I’m at 70% on ‘angry and depressed’ scale, after talking with my partner, we’ll both be at 35% in the scale. Savvy?

Of course I can always speak with the management about everything (as they always try to tell me. I know, I know already!! Stop pestering me every 5 minutes to tell me that!! Er…kidding. To my company’s management team: your support is great. Highly appreciated. Don’t kill me if you see this. Don’t fire me either. Play nice,k. ), but it’s just different.

The best of luck to my ex-colleague in all her future endeavors. It’s been fun working with you for the past 6 months. In the meantime, being the optimist I always have been, I’m looking forward to working with my future incredibly beautiful and sexy female colleague. Eh, can consider that as optimistic ah? Hell, maybe i’ll admit I’m just incredibly sexist!

***Names are not mentioned to protect those, er….who needs protection?

Welcome to the real world?

Tuesday, June 7th, 2005

This post is to further a discussion with a friend of mine, Adele.

There are 2 concepts that I find very interesting and we have different view of:

1) The real world vs everything is perception
2) Being genuine vs modeling someone

I’ll start by tackling the concept of how we look at the world around us. I have a belief of everything being only perceptions of the mind. It’s not that I don’t believe in concepts like genuine love or faith, but then again, when you go deeper, what are they? They are feelings, or more acurately labels that we adopt to explain the state of mind we’re in. If you try to describe the feeling of being in love, you might say it’s the warm fuzzy feeling ‘inside’ of you. Cause some chemical reactions are taking place in your body and signals are being sent to your brain telling you that you’re experiencing the feeling of love.

Again, it’s important to know that the trigger of the feeling of love, or any other states of mind, is different for everyone. That’s why you’ll get different feelings either kissed by your boyfriend/girlfriend or a complete stranger, rite?(and I’m not talking about Brat Pitt or Angelina Jolie here)

Knowing all this is important when you introduce the concept of CHOICE into the equation. Why? Because it gives you power. Power to control life’s circumstances instead of it controlling you! Pretty big words, huh.

What I mean is you and I have a choice as to the state of mind we adopt, in reaction to external events/stimuli. We choose to respond to the same kind of stimuli in different ways. Based on our upbringing and our life experiences. Agree? Knowing we have the power of choice in our hands, the question is how many of us actually utilize that power? Does other peoples behavior effects your mood? It’s not their fault. It’s yours! Cause you failed to employ your god-given power to choose a meaning for their action. It’s your PERCEPTION of their actions that counts! If you could look at it in a positive way and get good feelings from it, that’s the TRUTH for you. If someone else looked at it in a different way and go kill himself, that’s the truth for him too. Cause in his body, different chemical reactions are going on and unique signals are sent to his brain, and it’s all real for him! Something real for you is different from me because we have different interpretation in our brains. Savvy?

Let’s look at the concept in extremes. Let’s talk about the movie ‘The Matrix’. In the movie, Neo got out of the Matrix into the real world, rite? Then there’s one part when they’re having a meal and one of the crew member brought up a fascinating topic of discussion. What if the food they have tasted when they are ‘plugged in’ the Matrix is misinterpreted by the Matrix? Since none of them have tastes a lot of real food before, what if chicken tasted like something else. All the Matrix do is to send electrical signals to your brain to tell you what you’re feeling or sensing.

Think about it. Why can’t this happen in the real world? All your five senses do is to collect stimuli from the environment and send it to your brain to be interpreted, rite? What if I am one in a million and i have got a different wiring in my brain. Nobody would be able to tell the difference. Everytime I see the color white, because of my ‘defect’, my brain will interpret it as black, and vice versa. You see, black and white are just labels. If I have this ‘defect’ in color interpretation since i was born, nobody would be able to tell the difference. White to my brain is black to everyone else, but I’ll still name it as black cause I learned to call it that from everybody else. Crazy?

So just what is real? The real world is just what meaning your brain decides to give it. And that depends on the interpretation of your brain, doesn’t it? What software does your brain uses? Matrix is a sofware for the brain, hence, my concept of ‘all of us live in our own matrix’. Understanding this, you will see perception as a tool that will change how you live your life. So, when I have negative feelings, despite triggered by some external uncontrollable events, I know that I chosed to feel that way. And knowing I have a choice to change the perception of these events give me much more positive power than just succumb to life’s unpredictability.

On the second concept of modeling someone means not being your genuine self, I’ve been asking myself this question for years: Who am I? What is genuinely me?

For me, we all started out as blank papers, filled up along the way with life experiences to be who we are today.  Except for the basic instincts born with us, we have zero personnality when we started. So where do we acquire our personalities? From our external environment, of course. From our parents, our teachers, friends and all the people we meet, even books. Whether concious or not, we acquire our personnality from modeling all these people. In a seminar by a well known speaker on human behaviour, participants are told to list down five names of people they have the most contact with in their life at the moment. When they are done, they are told that they are looking at what they will become five years down the road. You are a reflection of the people you’re with, your family, the friends you hang out with.

Many years ago, I’ve come to realise an ugly truth. I don’t like some of the personalities I have. I’ve suddenly realised I’m not the person I want to be. The thing is I have only myself to blame cause right till then, I have not really made any concious effort to mould myself to become the person i dream to be, so without a plan, I got influenced by what comes along in my life.

Since then, I’ve taken up total responsibility of who I am. Yes, my family and my upbringing had great influence on me, but I still have a choice, I can change anything I like with enough discipline. I hear people all the time complaining about how their family background had made them the way they are and it’s hard for them to change. I agree it’s hard, but it’s POSSIBLE. Just take up the responsibility and stop blaming someone else for who you are. Makes sense?

Do modelling someone really stop you from being creative and unique? I disagree. I’ve struggled with the concept of creativity for years too. My interest in the concept of creativity spiked when I came across books by Dr Edward De Bono in lower secondary school. Became a fan since then. I’ve always been quite a creative person especially in arts despite never taking any serious arts lessons. Always got involved in designing logos, t-shirts or arts in school magazine. I got stuck for many years and felt I could just be average and can’t really come up with something revolutionary. All because of the defination of ‘creativity’ and ‘innovation’ I learned from a lesson in ‘Kemahiran Hidup’ (Do they still teach that in school?).

Creativity is being able to come up with something that nobody else has think of before and innovation is taking someone’s ideas and make improvements into something better, rite? That is what got me stuck! I’ve been working on coming up with ideas from thin air! That is so STUPID. Since then, I’ve done a lot of research and came up with my own defination of creativity and realised creativity only comes with a lot of knowledge, not producing ideas out of thin air.

I see examples in this in the life of 2 of the most creative person in history. Thomas A. Edison and Bruce Lee.  We all know the great inventor, Thomas Edison who invented the light bulb and thousands of other inventions. He showed me what creativity means. If you can put 2 or more existing ideas that might seems totally unrelated together and make it work, that’s creativity. In short, creativity is just playing with ideas already in existance to fusion it into new ones. When creating the light bulb, he brings the ideas of light, electricity and heat together and made it work, and voila! A preequisite to being creative is to have a lot of knowledge in that particular subject, so you can have a lot of ideas/concept to play with in the first place. Do you think he would be able to invent the lightblub if he’s not knowlegable in physics, chemistry and maths?

What’s so special about Bruce Lee, apart from being a silver screen icon and a respected martial arts expert? If you look at the history of martial arts, all types of martial arts are created more than hundred years ago, be it aikido, karate, teakwondo, chinese kung fu etc. You don’t see new forms of mainstream martial arts being created by a modern man, with the exception of Jeet Kune Do, the supreme art created by Bruce Lee. Now THAT is something. isn’t it?

To be able to come up with with a new form of martial arts is extraordinary and if that isn’t creativity, I don’t know what is. So how does he do it? I think it’s pretty obvious he has immense knowledge of martials arts, trained in kung fu since young. But he didnt just stop there. He travelled all over the world to research  and learn other types of martial arts. Modeling, isn’t it?! That’s not all, he has a personal library of more than 100 books on martial arts, all thoroughly researched, with notes scribbled here and there.

What I’m saying is to be able to become unique, you have to do it conciously, by modeling the right person for the right traits. You become unique by becoming a mixture of different people. If you go with the flow, then everything is up to chances. You’d be lucky if you end up with parents, friends and teachers with good traits. But that’s just what you are, lucky.

I try not to leave anything to luck if I can help it. For things I can take control of, I’d like to take responsibility. Of course, luck is part of the game. But for me, it’s only a small part. A really, really small part.

Enough rambling for one post, chow.