Thieves get richer, Saints get shot. Be a hypocrite.

There's one thing in life that one must understand and that is one can never be nice to everyone. The world doesn't work that way. In fact, you can never be nice to everyone even if you try to. They wouldn't let you. Think about it. Could you think of anyone who has been nice to everyone? When I meant everyone, I really meant.. Ev-ery-one. Right. You can't. Because there aren't any and even if there is any, people just don't like them. They don't acknowledge such people. Everyone loves Gandhi for the actions he took to bring independence to India. But eventually he was assassinated. Why? He was trying to be nice to everyone. Trying to make all parties happy. Unfortunately, he couldn't. Made some enemies there and here aaand they he shot him. 

Having born and growing up as in Hindu, I was exposed to all type of Hindu epics. You know, the usual Ramayana and other tales. And you know one thing, even the gods aren't nice to everyone. They are only nice to those who worships them or respect them or at least to those who are nice to others all while being dictated by dharma (righteous). Thinking of it, if god were nice to those who worships them, then Ravan wouldn't have gotten killed for he is a lifelong devotee of Lord Shiva. But he was killed because he failed to go by the books or in this case, dharma. So being nice to god but not to others wouldn't safe you from a war and painful death. Same thing goes on in Mahabaratha, another Hindu mythology. All comes to one conclusion. If gods aren't nice to everyone, why should I, a mere mortal be? Simple. I don't. In Christianity, it says that god created man in his own image. So, why shouldn't we do what god would do? Be good to those who are good to you only if they go by the books. But then again, to the believers, Ramayana and Mahabaratha is a great epic mythology. For the non-believers, it's just another fairytale story. It's not about what is written. It's about the message in it.

Lets put it this way. If you're good to the good guys, the good guys would love you and maybe some of the bad guys might hate you. If you're good to the bad guys, the bad guys would love you and sure enough the good guys would ignore you and some if not most of the bad guys would hate you. After all, they are the bad guys. Who you are counts but what you do that matters. 

Think about it. We evolved into what we are today from a primate. We are build to adapt.
So adapt.
Live as a hypocrite. Die as a saint.
If not a saint, let it be a human.

This Ain't Good

I should be studying. Like seriously studying. I took the day off just for the sake of studying for tomorrow's exam. But instead, I just lazing. To make matters worst, Sunday decided that it shall rain so heavily and furiously that it shall further tempt me to stay in bed. But together with the temptation came a price. Someone decided that I shall not sleep nor study but shall be awake on the bed cursing to this ridiculous weather. The air just got stuffier. Ah crap! I should have just got to work. At least it's cool there and I'll be getting paid!

D'oh!

Next month I'm going back to school and looking back how far I've came before actually starting my degree got me thinking. I've actually wasted three precious years of my life. Yeah, you might go on saying it's all experience, nothing is wasted and stuff like that but personally? I wasted. A lot. Been in and out of colleges for the past one and an half year. Met a lot of peoples. Most of them became good friends. Some of them became kinda of a family. Actually, I got like five people from college calling me their big brother and two of them are girls. Haha! Been working part time in IKEA for two years. Well that is something I would say an experience. Started to earn my very own money. Kinda understand the true value of it. Though sometime I overspend it. It's a whole different world the in the big blue box. Those people in my department are like my second family. Not intermediate family but just family. Had an department outing last Friday. It's the first one I'm attending after two years working in IKEA. People are surely different when they are not wearing their yellow uniform. I spend most of my time in IKEA planning kitchen for the many people. All type of people. Old, young, foreigner, locals, white, black, male, female, family, couple or single. Different people, different taste but one common thing. They want their kitchen to look good but burn a hole in their pocket. I learn to brush my communication and socialize skills by meeting these people. Sometimes, I'm afraid I would like have killed their kitchen dream especially when they say they would think about it and come back later. But when their really do, it feels good. They got like people from all over Malaysia working in IKEA. Different people all wearing the common thing. The bright yellow uniform. Sitting down with one co worker talking about how he got into IKEA got him talking about his time in the army and some accident he had while doing some military exercise which injured the nerves on his left arm. The other day, another yellow friend was talking about his life while sipping coffee during break time. I don't know why but people always tend to open up their story to me. Sometimes thing I say unintentionally ends up motivating them and they would just smile. But no one seems to listen what I've got to say. I suppose its the law of the universe. One can only take or give at one given time. If I listen to one's problem then I shall not speak to one about my problem. But then again, I'm not the type who goes around talking about my problem. After all, it's my problem. Just noticed I've been writing everything in one paragraph. I'm 22 years 2 months 2 weeks old at the time I'm writing this. What a coincidence. Now I'm on a 16 days off from work. So much to say but too much to write. I guess I now know whats causing my headaches. Too much thinking. Can't help it. It's on auto pilot. I need to stop thinking too much. 

God and Satan

I talk to God as much as I talk to Satan cos I want to hear both sides.

Does that make me cynical?

There are no miracles and this is no miraculous life.

I savour hate as much as I crave love

because I'm just a twisted guy.

Is this the pinnacle?

Is this the pinnacle?

The pinnacle of being alive?

Now I see the light.

Well I look up to God 

But I see trouble

Cos this ain't a miracle.

I just want to take my chance to live through a miracle.

I know for certain that

Some one is watching 

But is it from up or down?

I make you miserable

You stick with me although you know I'm gonna ruin your life

I talk to God as much as I talk to Satan cos I want to hear both sides.

Does that make me cynical?

There are no miracles and this is no miraculous life.

We walk into the tide.

Well I look up to God but I see trouble cos this ain't no miracle

I just want to take my chance to live through a miracle

When the seesaw snaps and splinters your hand, don't come crying to me.

I'll only see your good side and believe its a miracle.

A miracle.

I slap the water and watch the fish dance to the ripples of us.

We're just stubbor duds,

blinking eyes encased in rust.

This ain't a miracle.

~Biffy Clyro~

It's like rubbing rock salt on a wound

The month of May is known for the heat wave it brings in with it. This year was a little bit more different than the past few years. The heat wave was some what sending us some kind of message of the so-called impending 2012 doomsday. Whatever it was, all I can say is the heat is hot. HOT! with the capitalized, bold and highlighted  hot! But today was far most the worst of the many days that passed. For the past two weeks, there was not a single drop of rain in sight. Just sear heat from hot month of May. Then today, just a couple minutes past nine pm, the electric went off. Okay, maybe it's just a glitch but the glitch lasted for some two hours. Well two hours may sound short for you guys but try sitting in or out of your house, without electricity, without a single breeze of wind, on the hot month of May. It wouldn't be pleasant. I guess the Einstein theory of relativity checks in here. God was I happy once the bloody electric came back on. I remembered once when the electric was off for like a whole bloody day. But I can't remember how it was then. Hmm... Odd. Whatever it is, the electric is back on, I'm laying on my back in my room under the air cond, surfing the net and maybe, just maybe might get a good night sleep.

p/s: Ever since the hottest month of year arrived, I've lost what ever that was left of my good night sleep. =(

Anyway, night people! 

Midnight Epiphany

While sleeping under my room noisy fan, I got a sudden epiphany. An midnight epiphany. I found out I'm not a big fan of routine. Maybe that's why medical doctor was never my favourite profession though it's a very profitable thing to do. Financially and social status-ly ( I added the -ly so that it would rhyme with financially :P) profitable. Maybe that explains my illness. No wait. Let me rephrase that. Illness sounds so... Dying.
Maybe that explains my sickness. The constant flu, headache, hunger. Wait! I'm always hungry. Skip the hunger part and substitute with sleepless night. Maybe it's my current work stress. I'm not saying my job sucks. Well, it doesn't! Of all jobs I've done before, sales assistant cum kitchen planner is far most the best job ever! But it's the routine that's getting old. Not to forget the working hours and some pesty co-workers who got to pick on the tall Indian guy. *sigh*
I decided to quit my current job and search for a new one. Well most of them told me to get a new job first before quitting but I don't think I can take any more. It's too much stress for me mainly due to the working hours and the travelling. Maybe I need a vacation. Well let's see how things turn out. :)
Maybe I'll take a vacation next month. A short one maybe. Go somewhere. Somewhere cheap since I'm on budget. ;)

Maybe a day at the beach will do the trick.

3am and still wide awake

It's actually fifteen minutes pass three am and I'm still awake. Don't know why but yeah I'm awake. I guess my biology clock got messed up. Or maybe it's the running nose that's got me awake. Whatever it is, it's now leading to another thing. Hunger. Well, not really since I'm always hungry. Anyway, tomorrow's gonna be hell of a day for me. Since I gonna be the only person in my department from six pm right up to ten pm. Haha! Don't know what else to say. Except *gulp*