I mentioned before that I could make it back home for CNY. Now I hope I hadn't instead. The reason is simple, really.
First of all, when you have a bastard making plans for a whole bunch of people, you really don’t want to be a part of if, lest you decide you don’t want to go for whatever nonsense that is planned and then the whole plan is cancelled because someone doesn’t want to go and end up having every single person in the planet hating you because you screwed their plans up.
That is my current predicament. I came home only to find out that I will not have my personal time to lay back and relax because my father has arranged that I and some other relatives go back to his hometown so that every single person back there will know that I exist and then he can get drunk for a whole day with the rest of them. Worst thing about it? I have got not a single day to rest, to do my shopping, to do my assignment nor to settle my industrial attachment business. Then I’m back to a place that he himself has forbidden me to go to 13 years ago so that I will not have any bleeding thing to do for 3 valuable days.
Not that I have a choice either. Because if I do refuse I will, literally, get skinned alive and my carcass would go through everything as if I was not yet dead.
I never thought I’d say this, but given the circumstances, for once I’d be better off at Kampar than at home.
Adieu to y’all. Wish me a swift death please.
Monday, January 31, 2011
Saturday, January 29, 2011
Humanity - Epitome Of Irony
Chinese New Year is coming up. And I won't be skinned alive by my father as I initially expected because we did indeed get the week off. However, some other things also weren't exactly the way I initially expected, and for the worse at that.
For instance this has turned out to be a very wet and very cold CNY season. You see CNY locally has always been attributed with extreme heat and really dry winds. This year, however, it rains everyday still, and the breeze is still there but i wouldn't exactly call it a dry one. Seems like the 2012 stuff is for real, except that it's not as big a deal as Armageddon. Well, then again we won't really know until next year, will we?
Secondly, the celebration has become a little too generic. You see, we have all sorts of special occasions worth celebrating. CNY for example, Independence Day, Christmas and so on. Sure, the celebrations all have something in common, that is to go mad, yell like you don't need your vocal chords, turn everyone around you deaf with the air polluting noise you call singing, get piss drunk and get pissed on if you get too drunk. But these days, that's all celebrations are. It has become too generic. Not a single holiday is being spent uniquely anymore.
Back in the day CNY was all about lion dances, blindingly bright red lanterns, equally red clothes, staying up all night gambling then going around visiting family and friends and chat all day reminiscing about the good old days. And that's that. Nowadays all that tradition is done in private while in public we do the generic holiday stuff I mentioned earlier. Sooner or later the traditional bits done in private may go away as well. And that's very much the same as Christmas or New Year or whatever. Even the Hari Raya celebrations are getting generic. Each individual celebration seems to have lost its unique value and are all turning into a mere generic celebration. In time we won't even know what in bloody earth we are celebrating, just knowing that we have to celebrate something on certain days in the year because that's what has been done for the past uncountable years.
I suppose this is the idea of unity of some people. And it'll still be fine if each ethnic group were to keep their individual identities. But that seems impossible because things that one does as tradition seems offensive to another and instead of being tolerated they are being wiped out. While other really offensive activities are given the liberty to continue offending others and demand tolerance of others. Or face the consequences. More like oppression than anything else.
What's worse this time around is the irony of people. Victims of hypocrisy end up being hypocrites themselves. And you thought they'd know better. This is what happens when you teach your children 'If you can't beat them, join them'. This is also why the number of barbarians and criminals grow while civilization dwindles in numbers. The proper proverb should be 'If you can't beat them, die trying'.
Adieu to y'all. And that's 3 posts squeezed into 1.
For instance this has turned out to be a very wet and very cold CNY season. You see CNY locally has always been attributed with extreme heat and really dry winds. This year, however, it rains everyday still, and the breeze is still there but i wouldn't exactly call it a dry one. Seems like the 2012 stuff is for real, except that it's not as big a deal as Armageddon. Well, then again we won't really know until next year, will we?
Secondly, the celebration has become a little too generic. You see, we have all sorts of special occasions worth celebrating. CNY for example, Independence Day, Christmas and so on. Sure, the celebrations all have something in common, that is to go mad, yell like you don't need your vocal chords, turn everyone around you deaf with the air polluting noise you call singing, get piss drunk and get pissed on if you get too drunk. But these days, that's all celebrations are. It has become too generic. Not a single holiday is being spent uniquely anymore.
Back in the day CNY was all about lion dances, blindingly bright red lanterns, equally red clothes, staying up all night gambling then going around visiting family and friends and chat all day reminiscing about the good old days. And that's that. Nowadays all that tradition is done in private while in public we do the generic holiday stuff I mentioned earlier. Sooner or later the traditional bits done in private may go away as well. And that's very much the same as Christmas or New Year or whatever. Even the Hari Raya celebrations are getting generic. Each individual celebration seems to have lost its unique value and are all turning into a mere generic celebration. In time we won't even know what in bloody earth we are celebrating, just knowing that we have to celebrate something on certain days in the year because that's what has been done for the past uncountable years.
I suppose this is the idea of unity of some people. And it'll still be fine if each ethnic group were to keep their individual identities. But that seems impossible because things that one does as tradition seems offensive to another and instead of being tolerated they are being wiped out. While other really offensive activities are given the liberty to continue offending others and demand tolerance of others. Or face the consequences. More like oppression than anything else.
What's worse this time around is the irony of people. Victims of hypocrisy end up being hypocrites themselves. And you thought they'd know better. This is what happens when you teach your children 'If you can't beat them, join them'. This is also why the number of barbarians and criminals grow while civilization dwindles in numbers. The proper proverb should be 'If you can't beat them, die trying'.
Adieu to y'all. And that's 3 posts squeezed into 1.
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Breaking The Breaking Point
Or Rather, Just Breaking The Long Hiatus. Yes Fellas, I'm Back No Matter How Much You Don't Like It.
This Past Semester Holiday Has Been The Longest And Most Well Spent One. In The Past, Semester Breaks Were Spent Waking Up To The Golden Sunshine Straight To The Face Every Morning, Staring Into The Computer Screen Waiting For Something To Happen All The Way Until Bedtime. And The Cycle Repeats Until Something Undesirable But Inevitable Comes; The New Term. Screw It All. This Time It Was Still The Waking Up And Staring Into The Computer, Only With A Purpose. Right. Staring Into The Computer Screen With A Purpose.
Being The Longest Also Doesn't Mean That It Was Long Enough, Though. That Said, There Was Enough Time In Between For Me To Observe, And Realize Right After, A Very Interesting, Yet Simple, Fact.
People Who Stereotype Aren't Bad People, They're Just Unlucky People. Because It Is Safe To Say That The Vast Majority Of The Human Population Is Stupid. In Fact, The Vast Majority Of Anything Alive Is Stupid. By Our Own Stupid Human Standards, At Least.
There Are Definitely More Untrained Dogs In The World, For Example, Than Trained Ones So By Layman Definitions, An Untrained Dog Is A Dumb Dog, Because The Layman Is Too Stupid To Know That For A Dog To Understand Human Orders They Have To Be Trained, Hence Their Labelling Of Said Dog As Stupid. They May Have (Or Have Had) The Potential Or Talent (Or Whatever Stupid Words That Have Been Invented To Sweet Coat Stupidity) To Learn, But Are Stupid Nevertheless In The Ultimate End In The Given Situation.
Back To The Human Population. Like I Mentioned The Vast Majority Of The Population Is Stupid. Origin, Ethnic And Whatnot Do Not Differ. It's Just That When The Population Of A Certain Race In A Given Area Is More Than That Of Another, We Tend To See More Of The Stupid People From That Race. As A Chinese I Was Raised With The Impression Given By The Community That The People Of The Other Races Are Dumber Than Ever Possible. So It Was Without A Doubt That When I See People Of Said Other Races Doing Stupid Things Like Pulling Dumb Bike Stunts In Busy Streets, I Tell Myself, 'This Is As Smart As They Can Possibly Get'. But In School I Was Infinitely Surprised When Some People From Said Other Races Can Be Intelligent, Civilized, Well-Mannered And Make Good Friends, Even.
Then Recently In A Bus I Saw A Bunch Of Highschoolers Who Are Members Of My Ethnic Group, And I Thought, 'Well, Not Too Bad' As Judging From Their Uniform They Go To Some Non-Government International Kind Of School, So I Also Assumed That They Had At A Decent Level Of Intelligence. But Then The Whole World Went Kablooey. Because When The Bus Arrived At Their Stop, One Of Them Had To 'Press The Bell Repeatedly As It Makes A Nice Ringing Sound (A Sentence From One Of The Books My Mom Used To Teach Me My Manners When I Was A Child)'. Naturally The Bus Driver (Who Ironically To Me Was One Of The People From The Supposedly Dumb 'Other Race' That Turned Out To Be Civilized And Well-Mannered) Gave The Bunch A Predator's Glare And A Short Tell-You-Off, While I Wished He Had Also Thrown In A Good, Long Scolding.
So Yeah. That Day Was The Driver's Unlucky Day To Have Met Idiot Degenerates From My Ethnic Group While It Was My Lucky Day To Have Seen An Intelligent One From His.
Every Time I Read One Of Jeremy Clarkson's Books I'll Be Given The Free Look As If I've Inhaled Nothing But Laughing Gas All My Life. Maybe I Should Just Read It In Private Next Time. Yes, You Read It Correctly. I Have Another Book. And It Will Keep Me Sane, And The People Around Me Alive, For As Long As There Are Pages I've Not Read.
Adieu To Y'all. And Heads Up, In Case I Don't Do My 'All First Letter Caps' Next Time.
This Past Semester Holiday Has Been The Longest And Most Well Spent One. In The Past, Semester Breaks Were Spent Waking Up To The Golden Sunshine Straight To The Face Every Morning, Staring Into The Computer Screen Waiting For Something To Happen All The Way Until Bedtime. And The Cycle Repeats Until Something Undesirable But Inevitable Comes; The New Term. Screw It All. This Time It Was Still The Waking Up And Staring Into The Computer, Only With A Purpose. Right. Staring Into The Computer Screen With A Purpose.
Being The Longest Also Doesn't Mean That It Was Long Enough, Though. That Said, There Was Enough Time In Between For Me To Observe, And Realize Right After, A Very Interesting, Yet Simple, Fact.
People Who Stereotype Aren't Bad People, They're Just Unlucky People. Because It Is Safe To Say That The Vast Majority Of The Human Population Is Stupid. In Fact, The Vast Majority Of Anything Alive Is Stupid. By Our Own Stupid Human Standards, At Least.
There Are Definitely More Untrained Dogs In The World, For Example, Than Trained Ones So By Layman Definitions, An Untrained Dog Is A Dumb Dog, Because The Layman Is Too Stupid To Know That For A Dog To Understand Human Orders They Have To Be Trained, Hence Their Labelling Of Said Dog As Stupid. They May Have (Or Have Had) The Potential Or Talent (Or Whatever Stupid Words That Have Been Invented To Sweet Coat Stupidity) To Learn, But Are Stupid Nevertheless In The Ultimate End In The Given Situation.
Back To The Human Population. Like I Mentioned The Vast Majority Of The Population Is Stupid. Origin, Ethnic And Whatnot Do Not Differ. It's Just That When The Population Of A Certain Race In A Given Area Is More Than That Of Another, We Tend To See More Of The Stupid People From That Race. As A Chinese I Was Raised With The Impression Given By The Community That The People Of The Other Races Are Dumber Than Ever Possible. So It Was Without A Doubt That When I See People Of Said Other Races Doing Stupid Things Like Pulling Dumb Bike Stunts In Busy Streets, I Tell Myself, 'This Is As Smart As They Can Possibly Get'. But In School I Was Infinitely Surprised When Some People From Said Other Races Can Be Intelligent, Civilized, Well-Mannered And Make Good Friends, Even.
Then Recently In A Bus I Saw A Bunch Of Highschoolers Who Are Members Of My Ethnic Group, And I Thought, 'Well, Not Too Bad' As Judging From Their Uniform They Go To Some Non-Government International Kind Of School, So I Also Assumed That They Had At A Decent Level Of Intelligence. But Then The Whole World Went Kablooey. Because When The Bus Arrived At Their Stop, One Of Them Had To 'Press The Bell Repeatedly As It Makes A Nice Ringing Sound (A Sentence From One Of The Books My Mom Used To Teach Me My Manners When I Was A Child)'. Naturally The Bus Driver (Who Ironically To Me Was One Of The People From The Supposedly Dumb 'Other Race' That Turned Out To Be Civilized And Well-Mannered) Gave The Bunch A Predator's Glare And A Short Tell-You-Off, While I Wished He Had Also Thrown In A Good, Long Scolding.
So Yeah. That Day Was The Driver's Unlucky Day To Have Met Idiot Degenerates From My Ethnic Group While It Was My Lucky Day To Have Seen An Intelligent One From His.
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Every Time I Read One Of Jeremy Clarkson's Books I'll Be Given The Free Look As If I've Inhaled Nothing But Laughing Gas All My Life. Maybe I Should Just Read It In Private Next Time. Yes, You Read It Correctly. I Have Another Book. And It Will Keep Me Sane, And The People Around Me Alive, For As Long As There Are Pages I've Not Read.
Adieu To Y'all. And Heads Up, In Case I Don't Do My 'All First Letter Caps' Next Time.
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