Manners, excuse me?

The more gadgets there are, the worse things seem to get. People get really wrapped up in their little technological world, and they forget that there are other people out there.

Loud conversations in public places, or "cell yell" is the worst of it all. Cellphones obviously are the big big big thing. People use them anywhere and everywhere. Too convenient and useful that people let politeness that should have come with it slip into oblivion?

*For God's sake, at the movies, turn off your cellphone. I dont wanna pay RM10 to be sitting next to some guy chitchatting with his girlfriend on his cellphone. Not just the cinemas, it includes events like funerals, school graduations, libraries as well. Thats just wrong.

"This rudeness has deteriorated public spaces, according to Lew Friedland, a communications professor at the University of Wisconsin-Madison. He calls the lack of manners a kind of unconscious rudeness, as many people are not aware of what they're doing or the others around them." Perhaps you could turn around and tell the person "Do you mind?" which I personally think it wont sound mean because sometimes they just dont realise what they're doing. *We're kind enough to remind them

Spare us the intimate details of your relationship problems, breakups and even what's for dinner. We're essentially subjected against our will to someone else's conversation. It takes what was a public common space that is parcel out and divided into small private space. If you were to politely ask them to talk quietly, they would comply with chagrin. Makes you feel that its your problem, like you dont understand that loud cellphone use is normal in public. (=.=''')

Its not just cellphones. As WiFi continues to grow in public places, it starts to get troublesome when people use it in cafes or coffee shops, and they just camp out there forever. They'll even put together three tables so that they'll have room to spread out. Thats just not right. If you go to someplace like that, you stay there 20 minutes, finish up whatever drink you have and then leave. It's not your living room. Public places are not to be abused. Sounds Malaysian to you?

p/s: there are times when you HAVE to take that particular call, even when you're in the middle of something nonetheless just as important. But its not like you were yelling into your cellphone, while the rest of the people around you just keep quiet and listen. In fact, conversations like that are kept brief and short. Courtesy still prevails over bad wireless manners, and you took the call because you felt that there's a need to tell the caller that you're actually in the middle of something, instead of rejecting calls? *which will prompt them to try calling, nonstop until you pickup? Someone use to tell me that "when you start to play with your phone, you're showing signs of boredom". I don't see how that "theory" came about, because you're "playing" with your phone because there's a caller on the other line whom you decide to tend to? Argh..

Such a paradox. You be the judge.

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CELLPHONE ETIQUETTE 101
Cell phone use seems to spur the most debate on wireless manners. Here are some etiquette tips, which like most good manners, are common courtesy:

# Stop noise pollution: Don't shout into your phone and keep the ring on as low as possible. Or better yet, keep the phone on vibrate.
# Off means off: Respect the rules of any location, including planes, schools, churches and restaurants.
# Take it in private: If you're expecting an important call, turn the phone to vibrate or silent mode. Then, to take the call, excuse yourself to the lobby, restroom or outside where there are fewer people.
# Be aware of personal space: No, not your space, others'. Keep several feet away from anyone when on a call.
# Know when to call: Just because you have someone's cell phone number, don't assume you can call it at anytime.

Source: LetsTalk.com

Through My Eyes

Public transportation.
RUsh hour. Mornings and evenings. Daily. 5-6 days a week. How could anyone tolerate that?

It happens everywhere else. The Tube, Subways, Trams. Everywhere.

Being crammed inside the tin can is alright. But those who tries to compressed and already overcompressed tin can is not. Fully utilizing any space spotted/detected. Perhaps the human body is created to be as flexible as well. Perhaps they were able to grasp the idea that the Upper body stuck to the pelvic joints can be moved 150/180 degrees? Which means anyone could easily position themselves so that they can make enough space to cram another one in? Gosh. And not to forget, they abuse the word "ExcuseMe / EksusMe / EekscuseMee / CUseMe. There's no room for us to excuse you? Hello???

I find it amusing. =) Its fun observing how people behave in Crammed situations. Haha. Crammed their brains as well. Squeeze out all the negative brain juices. Muahha. I love Malaysians.

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I so love to watch movies. Dont think anyone can beat me on that. I could ( I think I could..) watch movie everyday if there are that much screenings of new ones at the cinema. (Put it in another way - perhaps thats where my fundings go? I dont know) This could spell Financial disaster. I dont even wanna think about it.

I got tanned from yesterday's outing. Unevenly tanned. Sounds cool? I can help ya get one (if anyone ever think its cool to be unevenly tanned) Haha.

Where do I go from here?

Everyday Life

I've read an article on the Internet, over a teacher suing the school over a noisy chair.
Apparently the teacher asked for the noisy chair to be replaced, but the school somehow failed to do so. According to the her, the chair makes a 'farting' noise whenever anyone sat on it. She said that the chair was a source of embarassment, especially at teacher-parent evenings. Her Amusing.

These days, it seems like people are looking to lawsuits over anything at all. Over a chair? Perhaps I could try suing for being placed too high up in a building? Causes brain disorientation due to high altitude? haha..

World's gone nuts.

Isn't Life Ironic?

Sweet piece of shit.
choco shit.
molten piece of shit? (ewww..)

gosh. Reminder to readers - The word "shit" here refers to all the good people. Good people with trouble hidden underneath *grins*We're all learners, after all. Just that we learn at different speed, different pace. Sometimes we had to make that mistake in order to learn it. Its almost inevitable. We cant decide which mistake to make and which to not make...

Bleak future. I love what I'm doing now, but I'm sometimes not sure whether it would take me to where I wanted to be. Fellow IT mates, ever had that kind of thought? Tell me I'm not alone Muahhaa..

Been talking to LK just yesterday. Lost touch for quite some time. Surprisingly, everyone is still hanging on to their first job. Well done? haha. Well done! Will be rewarded for Loyalty. (erm..the other reason would be - *we didnt get callups for interviews..ahem)

Heard of stories on shortterm and longterm debts. Commitments and burdens and more debts. Stories on being squeezed to the max every month, trying to make ends meet. Count yourself lucky if you don't have that much to think and worry about. Problems with people at work? Hardly. Workload? Thats everything everyone is whinning and complaining about (students included =P) *on the other hand, I bet you dont wanna go to work and have nothing to do..Such hypocrites (haha!). So just let people complain just for the fun of complaining while you listen and contribute your fair share of complaints. At the end of the day everyone is contented having voiced out their minds, and still get back to work the next day, obediently.

Isn't life ironic?

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Took me so long to realise. Its been happening all these while. How could I overlook this?

Its dangerous when the mind decide to take over you, subconsciously.

Our Lives Do Matter to Others

TeatimeReflections by Lauren Lim

Rachel and I have not seen each other for a long time. We decided to catch up over dinner one night. Dinner continued to drinks at my home which ended when the clock struck 12 midnight.

My daughter was fast asleep by then and the household was quiet. I reflected on our conversation and I felt pain deep in my heart for Rachel.

We first met four years ago when I moved to Kuala Lumpur. Her warm and friendly nature masked the painful experience that she had just emerged from.

Rachel had leukemia. She had lost all her hair on her head and wears a wig. She had to quit college after a term because of the disease that was ravaging her body, leaving her all bones and nothing else in life to look forward to.

In spite of her condition, she never complained about the state that she was in. She extended her hand of friendship and we hit it off.

She was no daredevil who coloured my life with excitement but the warmth she exudes made my settling into the big city more easier.

Rachel loves children and always dreamnt of furthering her studies in child development. She used to talk about starting a kindergarten where she could nurture young lives and...simply love them.

All of that is gone today. Rachel is ravaged by another disease that that has overtaken her soul and her life. She is pining for a lost love that is no more. A love that was never meant to be - but the initial excitement of a new foind love was too much to withstand.

She gave herself over completely to the throbbing passions of young love and never had a second to stop to ponder the situation. This threw her bearings in life astray and has today, left her in the wilderness.

It all ended before she even realised it and was in fact, living in a dream for a while. She swam in the sea of denial telling herself that goodtimes will come back. After all, something that feels so
right cannot be wrong... and she could not be more wrong about that.

Rachel has a wonderful personality that could endear her to anyone. After her bout of illness, it took her some time to find her footing in life again.

As weeks and then months went by, the group of friends whom we had were absolutely thrilled to see her blossoming into a more confident and mature person.

We were cheering her on as she enrolled into a night class to continue her studies now that she was working. She began to initiate meaningful get-togethers for the group and we were just plain happy to see her live life again. Unfortunately, that did not last very long.

When the rollercoaster ride began for her, it was almost impossible to get in touch with her, as nothing in the world mattered other than the one who was at the driver's seat. And she had no time to miss her friends. While we were initially excited over her new found love, we soon realised that it was really merely a ride.

Today, the ride has yet to end. It has slowed down to a great extent but she is unwilling to get off it. Part of her wants to but the other wants to hold on - hoping for another euphoric ride.

At the end of our long chat, it dawned on me that nothing I say or do could persuade her to start living again. The mobile phone is like a life-line - she waits for that call that comes only on weekends; which ultimately injects more pain as her expectations will once again be snubbed out like a cigarette.

It pains me to see her in a situation which she has total control of but wants to do nothing about.

I have countless times wondered what I can do to lift up her eyes to see the stars above and help her rise up from the gutter she is in. Despite many tries, I have been unsuccessful. The few of us who are her "pals" are still waiting for the return of this one member of the group.

We are often at a lost for words to say to to her (and to each other) but she knows that our arms are extended to her, our footsteps are aimed at her direction; our thoughts and prayers are with her.

It is now up to her to make that U-turn and start living again. She knows that there is no condemnation and shame where we are concerned. We just want someone with so much talent and potential to make her life count.

I quote George Bernard Shaw : My life belongs to the whole community, and as long as I live, it is my privilege to do for it whatever I can.

Rachel, we are waiting.

*Deeply touched by this story. In fact, our lives do matter to others. It remains a mystery why people often choose to hang on to something that they knew better to let go of. Never underestimate the power love cast over helpless people deeply in love. Sometimes we just have to look further from where we stand to see what's waiting ahead of us. Love is a disease. Find a cure to it.

Cruise, anyone?

My mind was full of disturbing thoughts. Even when Im deep in sleep.
Sometimes you pushed yourself too hard and things dont work out right. Take things slow and you'll feel that you're just not doing enough. When you see something you really want, impulse tells you to go for it, clear conscience tells you to take a step back and think before you make any move.
Conflicts in desire.

Ever been in a state where everything you do just backfires? The worst thing is, you were damn aware of it when it backfires? Its like playing baseball, where you strike your best pose (before taking a swing) and while you cared so much of how you look while posing in that swing-ready position, that the ball hits you instead of you hitting the ball hard because you were paying more attention to striking that pose. Sick.
Paying too much attention to insignificant details.

Imagine yourself stranded on a deserted island. You are pretty much living like Robinson Crusoe, living in resort-like Ran with enough food and water, basically enjoying everyday to the max. At that point, I dont think anyone would have thought of trying to go back to where they initially came from. Heck, they're living a care-free life. Spend time thinking of meals, and how to expand their over-expanded living quarters.
One fine day, while walking along the fine beaches surrounding the island, you spotted a vessel drifting out in sea. From where you stand, you could tell there's no one on board. Ghost ship? Nah..not in broad daylight. Suddenly you find yourself thinking about how that ship might be your only chance to get back Home. Things tend to slip and get lost in your labyrinth of thoughts, just because you dont see it. But when you do, everything related to it will just spill itself all over. Thats when decision making comes into the picture. Of whether or not to leave and risk everything to make it back Home.

You werent sure whether that ship will get you where you wanted to go. But you decided to take a look. Wont hurt a bit. So you take your makeshift raft, row all the way out to sea, board that ship, and decided, "Hey, its not bad at all! I'm definitely gonna make it home with this!" Subconsciously, you might be wondering why is such a magnificient ship drifting out at sea, without a crew, all by itself. No traces that it belonged to someone else, nor were there traces of anyone ever been on that ship. Sent down from Heaven? No one could tell. With that seemingly sent from Above ship, who would decline to captain it and call it your own?

However, problems are simply inevitable. After all. nothing is smooth sailing, for anyone at all. You'd never steer a ship that size. Imagine captain it alone? Since you're the captain and the crew - one and only - you pretty much need to work hard to make that ship sail. Not sideways, not backwards, right side up, right way out. You had no other crews to scream at, decision making is pretty much your very own. Besides getting your hands busy with various obligations - dials, knobs, radio for help (if its even equipped with one) , get the sails, maps + compasses - besides having a full mind, you thought of the regrets you had for leaving paradise and that it was after all the biggest mistake for you to get on board. Dark storm clouds are forming right up ahead, and you could foresee what's gona happen to you, as a lone sailor. You'll either make it out alive or sink with the ship to the bottom of the ocean, get teared up to bits by sharks. Sharks probably wont even want to take a bite, cos you'll be bloated like an inflatable safetyboat by then. Nasty. "Abandon ship!! Abandon ship!!" - say that to yourself since you're the captain and the crew, kiss ship goodbye, walk the plank and take the plunge?

Will it be too late to turn back? Back to the island you call Paradise? We'll see. *to be continued

Yawns..

Hadnt had enough sleep lately. Imagine being wide awake when your body seems to be shutting itself down. Eyes wide open. And of course, with that, I had eyebags deeper than the Mariana Trench off the Philippines. Chronic. Incureable.

Been talking to a LongLostFriend, ALYW yesterday. Made me realised how long we hadnt been talking to each other. So we tried to make up for the lost time all in one shot. Talking about every single thing that went on in our lives. Interesting. *Except for the part where you decided to put me on the Other "ToIgnoreList" of people. HAHa! Im so gona sue you for that! Better make sure ya cellphone is with you all the time. After all, isnt that the purpose of a Mobile phone? For you to be mobilised. Its Not meant to be kept in a Bag. They feel lonely too.

For the first time, I was asked to show my IC, because I ordered an alcholic drink and obviously I dont look like I could drink, Legally? *WTF?! Kiddo.Underage? Doink. My sis couldnt help but to laugh. Laughed hard. My gawd. Your comment? =.='''

I have no rights to say that you hadnt learn anything. Perhaps you didnt learn what I thought you would learn? You're back to where you belong now. You never belonged to where you let yourself into, by accident or by intention. Learn to put yourself into others shoes. I never claimed to be a perfect person. Im a learner.

Its Taken

Its the second time in two weeks I got so pissed over not being able to get a parking space at the train station.What makes it worse is that people conveniently "reserved" spaces; with whatever objects big enough to signify that "Its Taken". *smacks forehead* Skittles,Baskets, cement blocks *wtf..

The worst it can get was when you're waiting patiently behind a car that is about to leave, and someone simply walked over with a chair in his hand and leave it there. RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU. WTF was that?! I showed him my so very Disgusted Look, he showed me his smug looking goddamn face. It was the second time in 2 weeks that the same fcuking ahpek from the same fcuking shop did that to me. What would you do if you were me? He's so fcuking Kiasu!

If I let anger took over, I think I would've got out and grab that goddamn chair and slam it back into that goddamn shop. Already, they had 2 BIG Objects(i dont even know what they should be called) occupying 2 spaces infront of their goddamn shop! Why need another one when all they're gonna do is to leave the chair there for the rest of the day? I feel like burning the shop down man. I seriously do.

*chill chill chill...

Got so pissed with that I ended up driving to work instead. Peace. Heard that the damn train is damned once again. Sigh. Why does it has to break down all the time? Yesterday, on the stretch from Damai to Datuk Keramat, the train kind of slid on the tracks; lost grip or something, giving Inertia a chance to work its magic. Quite a number of people lost balance and fell, others broke into olympic gold medal winning acrobatic poses (*grins*) , boy, i felt like I was on train180 - FinalDestination3.ThankGod everyone survived, still in one piece, no smashed body, blood spattering or screams. Surprisingly, everyone was cool about it. Haha..

What has the world become?

Fine Line Between This and That

Sometimes I felt Im lost. Sometimes it just dawned on me that I should just keep walking. Keep going. Sometimes a slow pace breaks into a jog, then a run, or sometimes I end up sprinting, all of a sudden. Did that on impulse. Just what my heart tells me to do (and of course the brain still has to coordinate all the movements-Lah). Voices in my head, they're never wrong. Sometimes it gets too Analytical, that it is indeed destructive. But its not entirely based on what I think, I took into account the pieces of information around me and complete that Broken Story. Im the example of someone who has a chronic work-seeping-into-life disorder.

Im indeed obsessed with details (only those that mean alot to me). Other than that, I dont really pay much attention.

When its Raining...

*Darn..its pouring out there...

We're constantly bombarded with unnecessary details all the time. Taking into account of the boom of Broadband internet at High speed, human brain superhighways are slowly getting clogged with too much details (read : bukan not-knowing, but known-too much) until the point you cannot even decide if what you're absorbing is entirely true. *Too much of a good thing is Bad

*For those who "tahu yang bukan bukan", thats worse. For those yang apa pun tak tahu, thats...ignorance.

Seems like everybody is heading into SplitsVille. People that are close to me. Im a dungu (when it comes to giving advises on breakups - never claim i was an expert =P) Things they were going through, affects me in a way. I could understand how shitty they feel.

Breakups are called breakups because they are broken. We tend to keep broken stuff because we felt that it was once part of us. Its hard to let go. But why hang on to it when you know that its broken; its beyond repair. Why do we still hang on then? Because people are blinded. Most of the time they were. They need a good shake-up to wake up. No one can tell them what to do, only they can see for themselves. It something very individual.
(well..dungu like me take longer la, slow poke)

Boring stuff. Just something I had in my mind earlier on (yes, at work). But hey, I've mastered the art of MultiTasking. =P try me!

Im still at work, mind you, and Im blogging at the same time (sentence by sentence) - If you're reading this and you think that you're reading pieces of crap lumped together, you shall understand how that came about.

*looks Left, Looks Right*

Points to Ponder

Friendships.
Relationships.

Sometimes people think this is the wisest thing to do : to bring it "to the next level". Simply based on the assumption that they know each other too well for things to NOT work out. Common.

Loving someone and liking someone is not the same thing. Being fond of someone and being comfortable with someone are also two different things. So how can people conclude that "knowing each other too well" means its going to work out between them? Of course, knowing someone inside out (rightside up) is a plus point, but I dont see how it helps a both parties in the relationship grow. Its like picking up facts from the pages of an encyclopedia, and when you've done with it, thats it. You'll remember details of the things you've read about, and remember it as it was. Easy way out. Its easier being told than to make your own discovery. According to Someone, there's no more mysteries to solve when you can read someone like a Book.

The Society despise anything that is considered "out of the norm". They came up with unspoken rules that everyone should oblige themselves to. What happens when at a point of your life, you stumble upon something that will require you to break every single rule that you obediently obey all these while? Could Smell disaster round the corner. Yet people still do whatever they feel they should do, or else they'd regret it for the rest of their lives. (Because it is forbidden, therefore it is more tempting) *Rules are only guidelines anyway ..

*damn..i had alot more to write. But was "interrupted". ...