all begins with L

3 things that keep me sane these days:

1) Having Jennifer Beals and Marlee Matlin smoking scene on Youtube, on constant replay
2) Rotating between paul theroux, david sedaris and the author of shantaram
3) caramelized onions and hotdogs on homemade garlic toasts

Work officially starts this weds. I can’t wait!

And all that hardwork I put in throughout the term is being scandalized by a simple verdict that accounts for one’s academic life. This is where I say Fuct. No really. Fuct. Fuct as it can be. Because I am getting out in one year’s time and watch you, I’m moving on.

If there is one trait I’ll teach to my kid, it is to write. Because he can be the stupidest person on earth, but if he can write, he’ll make it easier in life. Life is unfair in that manner.

As depressing as it may be.

One should invest in his child but never to assume his child as an investment. With that comes genuine reciprocity, that makes a distinction between gratitude and obligation.

And this is where my culture is questioned.

Sometimes I feel like a burden. Just sometimes.

Why is it that things must break down in my hands
And mishaps must occur in my sight
As if death lingers in my presence
Like a catalyst of bad omen
But in the most supernatural kind of a way

Because there are far too many incidents that I am seemingly the one responsible
I cease to defend and to explain

Because it is absolutely pointless.

Yes, it crashed. Which explains the virtual inactivity. Will be back, hopefully soon. Sobs.

The selfish nature of adulthood inevitably draws the need for companionship. Because there are four billion people in the world, there are just too many of us for any one to care or to be cared about. If love is not about lushes kisses and bed of roses, it is a mechanism for two to stay witness to each other’s life.

And as of late, I learn why even the most capable individuals turn innately submissive when it comes to companionship. Because that comfort of dependability is almost irreplaceable.

I hate to say this but I will miss it, alot.

Yes it was a blast. Table guy coupled with earth shattering beat. The wooze and all that ooze.

But.

At the end of the day nothing beats the comfort of a couch. Add a little summer loving, and that is all one needs to appreciate life. I’m off to phi phi tomorrow to do just that.

I miss you.

The most generic module goes to … Strategy just because.

“Competitive advantage potential of competencies and capabilities is highly applicable when it is difficult to outstrategize rivals with superior strategy… Best avenue to industry leadership is to out-compete rivals with superior strategy execution…Building competencies and capabilities rivals can’t match is one of the best ways to out-compete them…”

This was the point at which I attempted to re-read thinking that I might be linguistically challenged at 2 am in the morning. And halfway through it (again), I broke into uncontrollable laughter, just because.

It’s great to note that there are people whose body clock is ideally in sync with my nocturnal self, and to be employed under one is of utmost appropriate deal.

Come May,
Tuesday - Friday, 2-5 pm.
(Compensated) ad hoc on weekends and many many pretty (expensive) stuff to see and to sell.

Yay.

I really don’t want to jinx it but considering that tomorrow will be my first official interview for an official job, by that I mean a coverletter/resume-processing-product of the efforts of yours truly, I seek blessings from you who reads this site periodically or otherwise.

The scope of the job is quite a deviation from my original plan. And if I ‘come back’ with a funny accent, it’s probably because of a constant exposure to the disproportionate number of expats and expats’ wives. And to get me acquainted to the above settings, preliminary round will commence at the Singapore Polo Club.

Where I am potentially the only one contesting. *Breathes*

Have you ever been in a situation in which the more you avoid, the more it confronts.
Be it someone or something.
Is it merely the mechanism of consciousness that divides our attention to be particularly sensitive to events that one has subconsciously attempt to deny, and therefore it reverse the process entirely?

God works in such a way that one will confront his biggest burden, if not heart to heart, face to face (or side to side) if not for every second, every day. Almost.
And I am highly amused and enlightened by his antics, more than anything else.

Because in circles, we breathe.

Yes, we’ve all heard about the magnanimous speech on the release of the fifteen navy crew in Tehran. But some lines inserted in midst of that verdict almost brought a curtain call to the stage. I was quite amused.

One of sailors was a woman.

In his own words, President Ahmadinejad said “Why is it that the most difficult missions, naval inspections, be given to a mother, who is carrying out a mission thousands of miles away from her child?”

Shortly after he honoured the Iranian troops for capturing them, he went on to shake hands with the 15 crew on stage. There was this climatic wave of emotions, deliberately and to some extent brilliantly crafted. There was even a champagne popping moment later on in the evening. But until the 15 touch down on British soil, skepticism prevails.

And I hope to God, they’ll be sent back alive.

UK crew to be freed ‘as gift to Britain’.

An adult version of the Rugrats world.