June 29th, 2012
This post will be about how our world is not ideal due to many different reasons and because it's not ideal, somebody's gotta take the shit!
Ideally, our shit can decompose itself or just disappear, but it doesn't happen that way. Somebody's gotta take that shit! (literally)
Ideally, our rubbish can walk out the door and to the trash bin, but it doesn't happen that way. Somebody's gotta take that shit!
Ideally, all the trash in the world can fly itself to an unknown planet with no inhabitants, but it doesn't happen that way. We gotta bear this shit!
Ideally, smart people should be the boss, but it doesn't happen that way (and you have no idea how important this is). Everyone under them has to take loads of shit!
Ideally, people are compassionate about other people, but it doesn't happen that way. We often times make shit of out other people's life.
Ideally, the system in place is for the people, or rather, the majority of people. But what about the minority then? SOMEBODY'S GOTTA TAKE THE SHIT! and it just so happens that most of the time, it's the minority.
Ideally, education should be provided for all, but it doesn't happen that way. Somebody's gotta take the shit of not having education. very sad indeed.
Ideally, everyone around the world has enough food on their plates, but it doesn't happen that way. Due to poverty, somebody's gotta take the shit of dying from starvation, going hungry due to too little food, eating food which is unclean/leftovers/expired. and it really pains my heart to see how people waste so MUCH food everyday.
Ideally, everyone works for the better good of humanity, but NO, it doesn't happen that way. People work for riches, fame, glory, and poor people have to take ALL the shit! they got no education or low education, low SES contributes to less than optimal growth, and they are less likely to break the cycle of poverty. this cycle is a piece of shit, but at the same time, this shit is a resistant to change shit.
Ideally, nobody needs to take any shit, but because it isn't an ideal world, SOMEBODY'S GOTTA TAKE THE SHIT!
So if you are one of the people on the receiving end (which I am sure you are every once in a while), suck it up, and move on with life.
God Bless~
Friday, June 29, 2012
Saturday, May 26, 2012
Pentecost
26th May
Today Catholics around the world celebrate Pentecost. The day when the Holy Spirit came upon the apostles and they went out preaching the good news.
Today's reading stuck with me and I would want to share it out
"But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control; against such there is no law" (Gal 5: 22-23)
I wonder how many of those that I possess and not just possess, but act it out behaviorally. How many of those above you possess and act out?
This made me want to express another point. In the Bible, Jesus once mentioned a parable. A father has two sons. He went to the first and ask him to work in the vineyard and the son replied "No" but later thought better of it and went. The father went to the second son and ask the same thing. The second son said "Yes" but did not go. Jesus asked the people who did the father's will and the people answered the first.
Action speak louder than words. And this is true for Christians and Catholics alike. If we say we are followers of Jesus but do not bear fruits of the Spirit, we are merely giving lip service.
And I believe (personal opinion) that non-Christians (or Catholic for that matter) who bear the qualities above will have salvation even when they do not profess the faith. Of course you can argue that they might not care about salvation and eternal life, but that's beside the point. Point is, we will not be saved just by lip service. It will come through our act and ultimately God's grace.
That is why I would say that I want my kids to be taught the Catholic faith and start young. People know the value of good education for kids. The value of good religious education is as important too. It doesn't matter if they want to change their religion when they get older. That is their choice. But I would want to do my part as a good father and let them start somewhere. I am so glad that I am raised as a Catholic. It is one of my pillar of life.
People can argue that I am reducing my death anxiety by conjuring up this ultimate being known as God and the concept of eternal life. Granted, I think it is almost impossible for me to argue otherwise (it would also be almost impossible for them to argue that God does not exist). But if by having this faith, it teaches me how to live a better life, I don't see why not.
I hope my life will exemplify some if not all of the fruits of the Spirit!
God Bless~
Today Catholics around the world celebrate Pentecost. The day when the Holy Spirit came upon the apostles and they went out preaching the good news.
Today's reading stuck with me and I would want to share it out
"But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control; against such there is no law" (Gal 5: 22-23)
I wonder how many of those that I possess and not just possess, but act it out behaviorally. How many of those above you possess and act out?
This made me want to express another point. In the Bible, Jesus once mentioned a parable. A father has two sons. He went to the first and ask him to work in the vineyard and the son replied "No" but later thought better of it and went. The father went to the second son and ask the same thing. The second son said "Yes" but did not go. Jesus asked the people who did the father's will and the people answered the first.
Action speak louder than words. And this is true for Christians and Catholics alike. If we say we are followers of Jesus but do not bear fruits of the Spirit, we are merely giving lip service.
And I believe (personal opinion) that non-Christians (or Catholic for that matter) who bear the qualities above will have salvation even when they do not profess the faith. Of course you can argue that they might not care about salvation and eternal life, but that's beside the point. Point is, we will not be saved just by lip service. It will come through our act and ultimately God's grace.
That is why I would say that I want my kids to be taught the Catholic faith and start young. People know the value of good education for kids. The value of good religious education is as important too. It doesn't matter if they want to change their religion when they get older. That is their choice. But I would want to do my part as a good father and let them start somewhere. I am so glad that I am raised as a Catholic. It is one of my pillar of life.
People can argue that I am reducing my death anxiety by conjuring up this ultimate being known as God and the concept of eternal life. Granted, I think it is almost impossible for me to argue otherwise (it would also be almost impossible for them to argue that God does not exist). But if by having this faith, it teaches me how to live a better life, I don't see why not.
I hope my life will exemplify some if not all of the fruits of the Spirit!
God Bless~
Sunday, May 20, 2012
Mad
20th May 2012
Many people around me wonder whether I will ever get mad, and even if I do, will I ever act on that anger. I wonder myself too actually.
Have I gotten mad before? Well I have gotten angry and very disappointed before but I don't really remember an incident which I was mad. I do remember yelling at my dad once though. I don't think that was mad, more of disappointment.
I was 13 I think. Or probably 14. And I was about to go for a badminton practice (which later happened to have been canceled. boo hoo). So I need to leave the house but there was no one in the house except my little sister. My dad said he was coming back, but he haven't reach home and I was about to be late.
So I went off, and when I came back, I was scolded by my dad for leaving my sister alone at home. I was sad of course and disappointed and angry that he didn't see it from my perspective, that I was getting late for practice (when you are young, everything revolves around you right? XD).
I got the scolding, and I was quiet for a while. I wanted to bath and the feelings were welling inside of me. Just before I got into the bathroom, I shouted at my dad saying things like he only thinks of my sister and not me and whatever else which came to my mind then, and I was crying (Yes, I was crying then).
I was so embarrassed to have shouted at my dad. I think he got a shock. I got a shock. Didn't know I could actually do that.
So back to the question. Will I ever get mad? Maybe, but I don't think I will act on that madness. I will be more disappointed than mad, and instead of shouting, I will most probably keep quiet and be by myself.
I don't see the point in shouting when mad. If you want to get a point across, talking at an audible voice is perfectly fine. If the other person doesn't want to listen to you, no amount of shouting will do
Of course, it's not that I don't shout. I will if lets say I see someone do something dangerous or something, but not out of madness.
God Bless~
Many people around me wonder whether I will ever get mad, and even if I do, will I ever act on that anger. I wonder myself too actually.
I was 13 I think. Or probably 14. And I was about to go for a badminton practice (which later happened to have been canceled. boo hoo). So I need to leave the house but there was no one in the house except my little sister. My dad said he was coming back, but he haven't reach home and I was about to be late.
So I went off, and when I came back, I was scolded by my dad for leaving my sister alone at home. I was sad of course and disappointed and angry that he didn't see it from my perspective, that I was getting late for practice (when you are young, everything revolves around you right? XD).
I got the scolding, and I was quiet for a while. I wanted to bath and the feelings were welling inside of me. Just before I got into the bathroom, I shouted at my dad saying things like he only thinks of my sister and not me and whatever else which came to my mind then, and I was crying (Yes, I was crying then).
I was so embarrassed to have shouted at my dad. I think he got a shock. I got a shock. Didn't know I could actually do that.
So back to the question. Will I ever get mad? Maybe, but I don't think I will act on that madness. I will be more disappointed than mad, and instead of shouting, I will most probably keep quiet and be by myself.
I don't see the point in shouting when mad. If you want to get a point across, talking at an audible voice is perfectly fine. If the other person doesn't want to listen to you, no amount of shouting will do
Of course, it's not that I don't shout. I will if lets say I see someone do something dangerous or something, but not out of madness.
God Bless~
Sunday, April 29, 2012
Bersih?
29th April 2012
Is spilling of blood necessary for a country to change? Throughout history, there have been many wars fought: for power, for money, for freedom, for peace. Whatever it is, usually there's a spill of blood before substantial change happens. But is that really necessary?
Just yesterday there was a big rally in Malaysia, and in KL, things didn't turn out well. Government are pointing fingers at protesters for not keeping their promise of a peaceful rally. Organizers of the rally are blaming the government and police of excessive force. In the process, things got ugly and people were hurt, blood were spilled.
I wonder what will happen if the protesters were allowed to sit in in Dataran Merdeka. I wonder what will happen if protesters took the opportunity to have the protest in stadium instead. More importantly, I wonder why either one of those two didn't work out. Of course each gave their own reasons for not wanting to back down. Gov said Dataran Merdeka not suitable. Ambiga said a last minute change of venue was not possible as they do not have enough time to contact the NGO's. REALLY?
I don't find the arguments on either side plausible. I think it all boils down to image. Gov don't want to be seemed as if they were losing grip of their power. Maybe the same goes for the organizers. They might want to show the Gov that they have the right to protest and speak up (which they do) and by changing the venue, their image might be gone.
I am proud that so many Malaysians came out in support for clean and fair elections. I really am. But I wasn't proud when I see people beating their own people up, regardless of which side was beaten. Some might say police was brutal and yes, some were brutal but not all. Some might say that the protesters were brutal, and yes, some were brutal but not all. The danger in categorizing it as an all or nothing is very dangerous as more often than not, humans are not that simple. What I dislike most is how in these cases of 'war', blood are spilled. And the question comes... WHOSE BLOOD?
Is it the organizers' blood? No I don't think so. They are still pretty much alive and kicking. Is it the top people in the government who gives orders' blood? No, I don't think so.. They are even more alive and kicking. It is the blood of the common people that are spilled, regardless of whether they are in the police force, or the ordinary citizens who were teared gassed.
If either one party thought for a moment about people's safety and put aside the issue of their image, maybe this won't happen. At the end of the day, it is the people, the ordinary citizens who suffers. So is blood spill necessary? In the world that I live in right now, I think it is. But I hope it will change in the near future. This will happen if people can think for other people's welfare and not hang on so tightly onto one's idea that it's become so rigid.
God Bless~
Is spilling of blood necessary for a country to change? Throughout history, there have been many wars fought: for power, for money, for freedom, for peace. Whatever it is, usually there's a spill of blood before substantial change happens. But is that really necessary?
Just yesterday there was a big rally in Malaysia, and in KL, things didn't turn out well. Government are pointing fingers at protesters for not keeping their promise of a peaceful rally. Organizers of the rally are blaming the government and police of excessive force. In the process, things got ugly and people were hurt, blood were spilled.
I wonder what will happen if the protesters were allowed to sit in in Dataran Merdeka. I wonder what will happen if protesters took the opportunity to have the protest in stadium instead. More importantly, I wonder why either one of those two didn't work out. Of course each gave their own reasons for not wanting to back down. Gov said Dataran Merdeka not suitable. Ambiga said a last minute change of venue was not possible as they do not have enough time to contact the NGO's. REALLY?
I don't find the arguments on either side plausible. I think it all boils down to image. Gov don't want to be seemed as if they were losing grip of their power. Maybe the same goes for the organizers. They might want to show the Gov that they have the right to protest and speak up (which they do) and by changing the venue, their image might be gone.
I am proud that so many Malaysians came out in support for clean and fair elections. I really am. But I wasn't proud when I see people beating their own people up, regardless of which side was beaten. Some might say police was brutal and yes, some were brutal but not all. Some might say that the protesters were brutal, and yes, some were brutal but not all. The danger in categorizing it as an all or nothing is very dangerous as more often than not, humans are not that simple. What I dislike most is how in these cases of 'war', blood are spilled. And the question comes... WHOSE BLOOD?
Is it the organizers' blood? No I don't think so. They are still pretty much alive and kicking. Is it the top people in the government who gives orders' blood? No, I don't think so.. They are even more alive and kicking. It is the blood of the common people that are spilled, regardless of whether they are in the police force, or the ordinary citizens who were teared gassed.
If either one party thought for a moment about people's safety and put aside the issue of their image, maybe this won't happen. At the end of the day, it is the people, the ordinary citizens who suffers. So is blood spill necessary? In the world that I live in right now, I think it is. But I hope it will change in the near future. This will happen if people can think for other people's welfare and not hang on so tightly onto one's idea that it's become so rigid.
God Bless~
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
End of the First Semester?
25th April 2012
It's almost the last week of class and finals is in 2 weeks time. After that will be the summer. Man, time sure flies. It's gonna be the end of the first semester already.
Hopefully I will be working full time during summer to earn some money. >,< dire financial situation. hoho..
How has my first semester been? Relaxing I would say for the most part, since most of my friends are busy shit every now and then. So I better enjoy it. I think Fall's gonna be shitty busy for me. But of well life goes on.
Work has been getting better I guess. Kids are more warmed up to me now. I have certain kids which I so love them. Other kids are just.... well.. let's not talk about those kids. :p
Nowadays whenever I see an aeroplane, I have a feeling. Feeling of going somewhere. When you live overseas with a bunch of friends, inevitably you will hear about people wanting to go places. Some of my friends are going back to Malaysia. Others are making plans to go road trips or some other trips. And that leaves me ...... nowhere. At least not yet somewhere.
Planning to go somewhere during the winter. *prays real hard* I better start planning and budgeting ^^
Oh did I mention I love grocery shopping now? I so don't like it back in Malaysia. But now it's something which I.... take responsibility in. lol.. really, when you have got nothing to do, having something to do is really awesome.
God Bless~
It's almost the last week of class and finals is in 2 weeks time. After that will be the summer. Man, time sure flies. It's gonna be the end of the first semester already.
Hopefully I will be working full time during summer to earn some money. >,< dire financial situation. hoho..
How has my first semester been? Relaxing I would say for the most part, since most of my friends are busy shit every now and then. So I better enjoy it. I think Fall's gonna be shitty busy for me. But of well life goes on.
Work has been getting better I guess. Kids are more warmed up to me now. I have certain kids which I so love them. Other kids are just.... well.. let's not talk about those kids. :p
Nowadays whenever I see an aeroplane, I have a feeling. Feeling of going somewhere. When you live overseas with a bunch of friends, inevitably you will hear about people wanting to go places. Some of my friends are going back to Malaysia. Others are making plans to go road trips or some other trips. And that leaves me ...... nowhere. At least not yet somewhere.
Planning to go somewhere during the winter. *prays real hard* I better start planning and budgeting ^^
Oh did I mention I love grocery shopping now? I so don't like it back in Malaysia. But now it's something which I.... take responsibility in. lol.. really, when you have got nothing to do, having something to do is really awesome.
God Bless~
Sunday, February 26, 2012
Living in the US
Feb 26, 2012
So after talking about my journey here, let's focus on what I have been doing here.
Louis picked me up from the airport and I stayed at Suzanne's place for a while before moving in to my dorm, the College Inn (it's as old as Malaysia XD). My room is simple, but ok i guess.
The weather is always changing and there's really a pretty big difference in temperature from midnight till morning, till afternoon and night again. I can wake up at 3 morning (which I do at times) feeling hot and sweating.
UNT is a big university and there are still places which I have yet to know, but so far I would have known almost all of the places which are important to me and I don't get lost anymore. More like trying to find shortcuts nowadays on which is the fastest route to get to somewhere.
I am pretty much still trying to be more resourceful. It doesn't feel good to be always depending on others for things but sometimes I just need to and learn to be more muka tebal lor. ho ho. Everyone here is kinda like fighting for themselves as we all have our own goals and we take on different pathways.
Sometimes I do not understand the terms being used by the guai lou here and I am still adapting to it. More so when I first went for volleyball practice. Have no idea what they were saying oh em gee.. the terms they use is so different. outside hitter, deep, shallow, you're tight, second up, i've got hands, etc. but slowly getting used to it.
Class is ok. Some are boring, some are interesting, but I suppose it's gonna get more interesting as time goes by. As of now, I have some free time, not a lot, but enough to get by my studies, sports, work and daily living.
Life is different here for sure. I guess inevitably there will be perception of me partying here in the US, but... it's not happening as yet. This place at least is very peaceful. people are just contented with life and honestly speaking is pretty mundane... comparing it to KL.
God Bless~
Friday, February 24, 2012
Coming to the US
24th February
I know it's been a long time since I updated my blog and I am sorry for that. Well i tried updating it once i was here wanting to talk about my flights but then blogger wouldn't want to upload the photo and i was lazy to resize it. :p So it ended up without any post. Well let's talk a little about it then.
I came to US on 11th January (it's been that long? oh em gee) and being very not accustomed to travelling (alone some more), it was really a little crazy I think, but what to do.... air flight expensive ar.. seorang datang bagus la. hahaha..
So my flight was about 1 morning and from KLIA, my first stop is in Beijing, China. Once landed, IT WAS SO COLD. NO FREAKING JOKE! it was definitely less than freezing point cause i can see water freezing. so cold die and then was walking to another terminal. good thing I had someone to assist me, if not I will be so lost. the person was like 'THAT IS TERMINAL THREE. WE ARE AT TERMINAL TWO!! LET'S WALK FASTER!!!' I not gan cheong also kena chui until gan cheong.. lol.. boarded the plane safely to next stop, Narita, Japan.
I think Japan's airport pretty nice (not that others not nice). And I had to go to San Francisco next. no issue on boarding my plane here as I need not change terminal. Nobody to assist and I just found my way, but not a biggie.
When landed in San Francisco, I need to go through customs (which I was told need not by the agency which I bought ticket from... how dare they tipu me XD) and therefore I couldn't board my flight to Dallas on time. I was like... sei lo... sei lo... i am gonna miss my flight soon.. quickly le!!! i even asked one of the officer whether I can get priority (so Malaysian right? XD) but he said nope. ><
so line the long line for custom check and I really didn't manage to board my flight. Had to reschedule to another time, about 6 hours later definitely got place, but there's a plane in about 2 hours time, and they put me on the waiting list. if got people didn't board the plane, i can go. But that is IF.
So go get my lunch and wait in full anticipation that I will have at least a place. A lot of people were also going to Dallas and on the waiting list as well and I was pretty back on the list. Shit. This means if I take the next flight, I will reach at about 1am and I really don't 1 to trouble Louis (the person who will be fetching me from airport). Initially I should be reaching Dallas at 5 pm, but then it was pushed back to 7pm and if this 7pm doesn't have place, I will be there at 1am O.O!!
So the time for boarding came and I was asked to wait while the people who have the right ticket enter first... not that many people.. but the plane ain't that big either >< finally.. i was asked to go inside as there was place... i was ELATED! went in and sat... then 2 minutes later, someone said the person with the actual ticket just arrived and asked me to kindly leave... i was like.. "Really?" so i went out of the plane.. and then when i was just about to exit the ramp connecting the airplane and the airport, someone said.. 'u there.. u wait a while.. u follow me.. there should be a seat.' and i was .... confused but hopeful. so the dude went in.. checked and there was 1 last seat available. and i got that seat. I was so happy.
Got to Dallas safely. Got to Denton safely and the rest they say is history... history will be coming up soon. XD
thank God for my safe trip
God Bless~
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