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The 9 days I spent in Singapore was a heck a lot of fun. During those days, met up with a lot of people, both former high schoolmates and former OCFers. All of them gave me my dose of comic relief. I seriously think that Singaporeans are the funniest people whether they know it or not. Or rather, Singaporeans say and do the darnest things. The best was an incident regarding a slow cooker. So good was the laugh that my friend who was with me had to apologise on behalf of Singaporeans.
The other common theme was the constant "nagging" of coming to Singapore to work from friends. There are a lot of things that I like about Singapore. In many ways they are playing catch-up with the Melbourne culture which is great. Many times I thought to myself that I can get used to Singapore. It feels comfortable. But I know that there are other problems lurking beneath as mentioned by my fellow Singaporean friends. In the line of work that I am looking into if I do decide to come here and work, there are plenty of issues that I may not want to get into. Work culture is another turn off. It kinda made a little bit of sense that Singapore regularly shows up as one of the unhappiest nation.
And so I still remain divided. It's another one of those cases whether the grass is greener on the other side. More often that not, it's still the same shade of green except a different kind of grass.
Geography and History Lesson
First visit to a South East Asian country apart from my home country and Singapore. Phnom Penh was an interesting city in that it kinda reminded me of old Penang mixed with a rural town. After going to the sites made famous during the Khmer Rouge reign in the mid-70s, it is very hard to not be moved by it. War sets back the progress of a nation by at least a generation, Cambodia is no exception. Much has progressed since the end of the war but you still see many of the consequences of war still present.
After visiting the killing fields of the Khmer Rouge, one can't help but think that this is a more heinous act of genocide than the Holocaust. I am not trying to water down what happened during the Holocaust, it's still a brutal act. But it's one thing to eradicate people of a different nation but it's another thing to eradicate your own people. It is said that every person in Cambodia has known at least one person within the family who have died at the hand of the Khmer Rouge during its 3 year reign. The many ways in which these people died seem to be more brutal and savage than what the Third Reich did to the Jews. The seemingly greater injustice was that when the Khmer Rouge were eventually toppled, most of the Khmer Rouge including the leader Pol Pot, lived to ripe old ages. They even died of old age, free from wrath of a nation persecuted from one of its own.
Angkor Wat was everything I've heard and more. It was massive and even more amazing when seen in person. The detail in its architecture was nothing short of phenomenal. And Angkor Wat is just the most well known of the temples around. There are hundreds more of varying size with the same kind of attention to detail. One can imagine what it must have felt when the first explorers stumbled upon this area centuries after it was abandoned.
Tonle Sap Lake appeared in much of our geography textbooks in Form 3 and seem to provide everything. A visit there turns out to be rightfully so. It may not look like much but fish caught here are sold all over the country. You may even mistake it for an ocean because doesn't appear to be surrounded by land.
Time Line
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
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2:30 AM
Past
Present
Future
- Highly blessed by church and bible study group.
- Tremendous growth at work.
- Acted silly and depressed.
- Rediscovering the meaning of community.
- Steeling myself to stop my ridiculous behaviour. I've indulged in it long enough.
- Enjoying home in ways I never thought I would.
Future
- Take up a new ministry (or rather same same but different ministry).
- Pick up the things I used to know. Language, math, friends.
- Go to less weddings.
Not-so-distant future
33 years old. It's a good time to stop. Almost poetic, I'd say.
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A Christmas Musing
Sunday, December 30, 2012
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6:00 AM
I wonder how many of us have spent Christmas alone. Or at least with people who you don't know. Most of us, I think, dread at that very idea of spending what is deemed to be the most joyous of all holidays alone. Some can't even fathom what that must be like.
This was the only time that I actually did that. No Christmas with family, no Christmas with friends. Nada. Instead I randomly appeared at a stranger's place, whose invitation flyers were set out on a table outside church, with zero expectation on who is going to be there. Though there were few of us, it was a good experience for me. In fact, it has given me a lot to think about.
The Christmas meal was simple, mostly store bought food. The people came from different backgrounds, with different experiences. One who clearly has lots of questions about Christianity, a couple who met each other literally on the other end of the world and the host who is a volunteer, part time software developer and single in his 60s. Lots of fascinating things thrown around the table as we moved from being strangers to acquaintances. Their life experiences have given me lots to think about.
"God knows that you are not ready" was the one that struck me the most and the most humbling. Of all the head knowledge I have accumulated that would have told me to trust in His timing, it hit me the hardest coming from a stranger. In fact, I believe that it has been the theme throughout my life this year. God's timing. I'm beginning to see more of that.
Life long community service was the other thing that struck me. At some point in time, I should really be preparing myself for this. It used to be lurking at the back of my head but as time goes by, it has been beginning to place itself in conscious thought. Maybe not serious enough but given enough time, it will have to be.
These two things are somewhat coupled to each other.
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Very well done short, which also makes a good intro to starting church, as did mine.
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The Forgotten Man
Thursday, December 6, 2012
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2:30 AM
I was at a friend's wedding and when I arrived it was about the time when the bride was going to come out of the venue (it was an outdoor wedding). You see everyone chit-chatting, looking all smart and sharp for the guys and the women were all looking wonderful in their bright dresses. Everyone was waiting for the main event.
And then the announcement was made. The bridal party is ready and the ceremony is about to start. Everyone took position and stood up to welcome the bride. The music begins to play and as the bridesmaids slowly walked to the altar, eyes are staring at the door patiently waiting. I stood at what I would describe as the best position for this particular wedding. Way at the back, the tree branches stooping low, relatively shorter people in front of me. Framed by the branches and the people is the groom and he smiles at the bridesmaids knowing what is to come next. Finally the bride enters and everyone starts whipping out their cameras, iPhones and the rare iPad and starts taking photos of the bride. This man here did no such thing but instead took a mental image that would be etched in my memory.
The groom's face shone with delight.
I was first introduced to this idea of watching the groom at a wedding after I watched the film 27 Dresses. I've only really watched it for the eye candy that was Katherine Heigl but I've also brought back a concept that I did not consider at all from the film. Watching my friend beamed as his wife walked down the aisle was magical, as stated in the conversations in the film. And like the film, just when everyone looks at the bride, I turn to look at the groom. And true enough, just like what Jane said, I saw pure love.
In the three weddings that I have been to since watching that film, I did just that, to stare at the first reactions of the groom as the bride walks in. All three of them were wildly different but they all say the same thing. I may have been desensitised by almost being surrounded by dresses while living with my sister and have her bride-to-be clients come in and out for fittings. I would like to see, in being a groomsman, what sort of things the groom goes through in the weeks before the wedding or even the day itself though I never was a groomsman. There's always been a lot of care around the bride which is fine but I would like to see some sort of the same care for the groom as well. We seem to have this idea that the groom will be fine, that he is "man" enough even in the face of his own wedding, whatever that means. But if it is anything like the last three weddings I've been to, the man is hardly tough as nails but a deeply emotional person who weeps in joy at the sight of his partner.
Dusty Springfield and Nat King Cole speaks of the look of love is in the eyes. And I think you don't have to look further than the way the groom watching his bride walking down the aisle. It may be that I may never experience this myself but at least I know what it looks like. And that's perhaps all I'll ever need to know.
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Also, there is no way a groom will not get teary when this is playing as the entrance music. My friend certainly did. I mean I would bawl my eyes out too if I were in his shoes. Excuse me while I curl up in a corner somewhere...
And then the announcement was made. The bridal party is ready and the ceremony is about to start. Everyone took position and stood up to welcome the bride. The music begins to play and as the bridesmaids slowly walked to the altar, eyes are staring at the door patiently waiting. I stood at what I would describe as the best position for this particular wedding. Way at the back, the tree branches stooping low, relatively shorter people in front of me. Framed by the branches and the people is the groom and he smiles at the bridesmaids knowing what is to come next. Finally the bride enters and everyone starts whipping out their cameras, iPhones and the rare iPad and starts taking photos of the bride. This man here did no such thing but instead took a mental image that would be etched in my memory.
The groom's face shone with delight.
I was first introduced to this idea of watching the groom at a wedding after I watched the film 27 Dresses. I've only really watched it for the eye candy that was Katherine Heigl but I've also brought back a concept that I did not consider at all from the film. Watching my friend beamed as his wife walked down the aisle was magical, as stated in the conversations in the film. And like the film, just when everyone looks at the bride, I turn to look at the groom. And true enough, just like what Jane said, I saw pure love.
In the three weddings that I have been to since watching that film, I did just that, to stare at the first reactions of the groom as the bride walks in. All three of them were wildly different but they all say the same thing. I may have been desensitised by almost being surrounded by dresses while living with my sister and have her bride-to-be clients come in and out for fittings. I would like to see, in being a groomsman, what sort of things the groom goes through in the weeks before the wedding or even the day itself though I never was a groomsman. There's always been a lot of care around the bride which is fine but I would like to see some sort of the same care for the groom as well. We seem to have this idea that the groom will be fine, that he is "man" enough even in the face of his own wedding, whatever that means. But if it is anything like the last three weddings I've been to, the man is hardly tough as nails but a deeply emotional person who weeps in joy at the sight of his partner.
Dusty Springfield and Nat King Cole speaks of the look of love is in the eyes. And I think you don't have to look further than the way the groom watching his bride walking down the aisle. It may be that I may never experience this myself but at least I know what it looks like. And that's perhaps all I'll ever need to know.
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Also, there is no way a groom will not get teary when this is playing as the entrance music. My friend certainly did. I mean I would bawl my eyes out too if I were in his shoes. Excuse me while I curl up in a corner somewhere...
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Discover. Act. Forward.
Tuesday, December 4, 2012
at
2:30 AM
Lots of things flooding my head over the past couple of weeks. Some good but mostly self-reflective.
During a recent trip with a couple of high school mates to Sydney for a very short stint, it still amazes me that though most of us went on our own separate way, we still act as though we are still in high school. I don't think that many would still be in contact with their own high school mates a decade down the road especially with a whole class. I think it is because we came in at the right time where the internet kicked off with a blast and various social media and messaging tools were available at our disposal. This is on top of the fact that most of us were in the same class for at 4 years in high school, which means we were pretty much are our own little village.
I can't help but wonder when I go back at the end of the year, will I still be accepted back into the group? For too many years have I missed out on the lives of these wonderful bunch of people in pursuit of my own agenda. Yet there is folly in my pursuits and all the things I have set out to achieve since I've left high school has failed to bear fruit. And many people thought that I have the necessary skills and the willpower to achieve something that most people wouldn't dare dream of. But it's those very things that will prove to be my undoing.
I'm sure all of these things will not matter in the grand scheme of things, perhaps I will be accepted in the end. That as time goes by, I may once again get to know the friends that I once knew.
Perhaps what's left of this year and the next is the season for rediscovering friendships and relationships.
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On another recent trip to Rye, I am once again in good company. But it also was a time of great reflection not only as an individual but as a whole group. It was brought up that our group is very quiet, which I would beg to differ considering some of the previous groups that I have been in. But when a friend stated that we still lack the sense of ownership to the group, it suddenly made sense. In fact it was kind of a piercing statement when I heard it. Many times that I was physically present but not there and sometimes I can see others do that as well. And because of this lack of ownership with the group that a number of issues came up that has been going on that I was not aware of ever since I've been in the group.
Perhaps I didn't understand what community meant. I've always thought that at least we should be doing stuff together, which I do, but it's not sufficient. Community implies relationship and not simply a gotong-royong (working bee). Pro-activeness has never really been a strong attribute of mine but based on the discussion that we've had at Rye, it's about time I do something about it.
Perhaps what's left of this year and the next is the season to be pro-active.
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I sense another tectonic scale movement in the lives of others. Which means I'm going to set a timer before I channel my energy elsewhere. Nothing personal, just that priorities have been shifted and it's most likely not mine.
Perhaps what's left of this year and the next is the season for packing up and move elsewhere.
During a recent trip with a couple of high school mates to Sydney for a very short stint, it still amazes me that though most of us went on our own separate way, we still act as though we are still in high school. I don't think that many would still be in contact with their own high school mates a decade down the road especially with a whole class. I think it is because we came in at the right time where the internet kicked off with a blast and various social media and messaging tools were available at our disposal. This is on top of the fact that most of us were in the same class for at 4 years in high school, which means we were pretty much are our own little village.
I can't help but wonder when I go back at the end of the year, will I still be accepted back into the group? For too many years have I missed out on the lives of these wonderful bunch of people in pursuit of my own agenda. Yet there is folly in my pursuits and all the things I have set out to achieve since I've left high school has failed to bear fruit. And many people thought that I have the necessary skills and the willpower to achieve something that most people wouldn't dare dream of. But it's those very things that will prove to be my undoing.
I'm sure all of these things will not matter in the grand scheme of things, perhaps I will be accepted in the end. That as time goes by, I may once again get to know the friends that I once knew.
Perhaps what's left of this year and the next is the season for rediscovering friendships and relationships.
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On another recent trip to Rye, I am once again in good company. But it also was a time of great reflection not only as an individual but as a whole group. It was brought up that our group is very quiet, which I would beg to differ considering some of the previous groups that I have been in. But when a friend stated that we still lack the sense of ownership to the group, it suddenly made sense. In fact it was kind of a piercing statement when I heard it. Many times that I was physically present but not there and sometimes I can see others do that as well. And because of this lack of ownership with the group that a number of issues came up that has been going on that I was not aware of ever since I've been in the group.
Perhaps I didn't understand what community meant. I've always thought that at least we should be doing stuff together, which I do, but it's not sufficient. Community implies relationship and not simply a gotong-royong (working bee). Pro-activeness has never really been a strong attribute of mine but based on the discussion that we've had at Rye, it's about time I do something about it.
Perhaps what's left of this year and the next is the season to be pro-active.
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I sense another tectonic scale movement in the lives of others. Which means I'm going to set a timer before I channel my energy elsewhere. Nothing personal, just that priorities have been shifted and it's most likely not mine.
Perhaps what's left of this year and the next is the season for packing up and move elsewhere.
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New Era
Saturday, November 17, 2012
at
8:30 PM
It's been awhile now, partly because I moved again and have been internet-less for weeks. Not to mention that I have a long list of to-do things from work. But more importantly, I have to catch up with all the cat videos ever since I got back my intertubez.
I don't normally follow any elections which is a behaviour I'm trying to change but the recent US presidential elections kinda caught my attention a bit. But it wasn't the politics that I was interested in but the predictions made by one Nate Silver. He is a statistician who used to work out the career trajectories of baseball players based on a whole heap of data. Only recently he turned his attention to politics, employing the same techniques he used in his previous work. He predicted in 2008 that Obama would win the elections and the correctly called who would win in 49 out of 50 states. Now in the 2012 elections, he also called that Obama would win and not only that he was given a ridiculous 90% chance of winning over Romney. Again he has already correctly called 49 states with Florida still hanging (though he is most likely going to be right).
You can imagine what happens in the Romney camp when they heard that he called Obama to win the elections. They all say he does not know anything. Ironically, Nate Silver correctly predicted wins for the Republicans in other state elections and has praised him for that. I'll comment on this a little later on. Back to the story, virtually most pundits call this election to be a 50-50 race so for them to hear that Obama has a 90% chance of winning the election, most people dismissed him. Of course that doesn't matter now considering that Obama has won. Post election and pretty much all the pundits who slammed him for "bad" predictions sheepishly said that he was right.
On a slightly related note, when the technician came over to our place when we needed that telephone cable to be connected, I was talking to him. You know, about how long he has been in the business etc etc. One of the things he mentioned that the way things work around there has changed quite a lot. It doesn't matter how many jobs you do but as long as you press the right buttons and that's how you get paid, he said. He further commented that it's a stats driven world now.
The point from both these scenarios is that of the technician that came in to install our phone cable, it IS a stats driven world. People still have this idea that statistical predictions are pretty much synonymous with voodoo especially when they correctly predict something seemingly complex with a very small error to boot. Take for example Hurricane Sandy that hit most of the East Coast of the US. Statistical data combined with sophisticated weather models helped predict the trajectory of the hurricane down to within 50 miles. The only thing that they didn't quite get it right was the intensity of the hurricane. The gap between what scientists can do (with statistics included) and what the general public knows about them has gotten larger. And as what I can gather from these two scenarios, even if the public generally accepts that it is a stats driven world, it is viewed as a negative thing. They have resigned to the fact that "voodoo" now powers the world instead of what they would view as objective, measurable and somewhat naive data.
You don't have to go far to see that stats do indeed power the world. Apart from the elections and Hurricane Sandy, things like SEO, data mining for more effective targeted advertising, supermarket aisle rearrangements, behavioural economics and more. All of this is to tap into the subconscious behaviour of a collective and leverage on that. And it only can be done via a powerful grasp of statistics.
I once had a lecturer that said, we are now moving from the continuous age to the discrete age and it is only with a strong grasp of statistics that we can start to understand the strange phenomena around us. Mathematics that started in the 1700s all the way to about the early 1900s all had the idea that things in nature can be described as a continuum, everything is smooth, predictable and contains only one answer*. From the 1900s, we get things like quantum mechanics , statistics, probability, data communications and modern economics where there they don't work with exact answers^ but trends. And even then, it's trends given the right data and assumptions. It will take a long time before we get our head around the fact that statistics is a powerful tool to use and more importantly how to use it properly.
I did say I was going to comment from an earlier paragraph. Despite all of this, we as humans still practice the method that we accept what we want to hear. It is usually from the lack of understanding about the underlying process or just plain ignorant about the data. After many thousands of years, we humans still have the same problem, pride. Even as we advanced as the most technologically advanced species on the planet, our moral compass is still ultimately flawed.
*this is not technically correct but it is the general view
^again this is not technically correct but you get the idea already
I don't normally follow any elections which is a behaviour I'm trying to change but the recent US presidential elections kinda caught my attention a bit. But it wasn't the politics that I was interested in but the predictions made by one Nate Silver. He is a statistician who used to work out the career trajectories of baseball players based on a whole heap of data. Only recently he turned his attention to politics, employing the same techniques he used in his previous work. He predicted in 2008 that Obama would win the elections and the correctly called who would win in 49 out of 50 states. Now in the 2012 elections, he also called that Obama would win and not only that he was given a ridiculous 90% chance of winning over Romney. Again he has already correctly called 49 states with Florida still hanging (though he is most likely going to be right).
You can imagine what happens in the Romney camp when they heard that he called Obama to win the elections. They all say he does not know anything. Ironically, Nate Silver correctly predicted wins for the Republicans in other state elections and has praised him for that. I'll comment on this a little later on. Back to the story, virtually most pundits call this election to be a 50-50 race so for them to hear that Obama has a 90% chance of winning the election, most people dismissed him. Of course that doesn't matter now considering that Obama has won. Post election and pretty much all the pundits who slammed him for "bad" predictions sheepishly said that he was right.
On a slightly related note, when the technician came over to our place when we needed that telephone cable to be connected, I was talking to him. You know, about how long he has been in the business etc etc. One of the things he mentioned that the way things work around there has changed quite a lot. It doesn't matter how many jobs you do but as long as you press the right buttons and that's how you get paid, he said. He further commented that it's a stats driven world now.
The point from both these scenarios is that of the technician that came in to install our phone cable, it IS a stats driven world. People still have this idea that statistical predictions are pretty much synonymous with voodoo especially when they correctly predict something seemingly complex with a very small error to boot. Take for example Hurricane Sandy that hit most of the East Coast of the US. Statistical data combined with sophisticated weather models helped predict the trajectory of the hurricane down to within 50 miles. The only thing that they didn't quite get it right was the intensity of the hurricane. The gap between what scientists can do (with statistics included) and what the general public knows about them has gotten larger. And as what I can gather from these two scenarios, even if the public generally accepts that it is a stats driven world, it is viewed as a negative thing. They have resigned to the fact that "voodoo" now powers the world instead of what they would view as objective, measurable and somewhat naive data.
You don't have to go far to see that stats do indeed power the world. Apart from the elections and Hurricane Sandy, things like SEO, data mining for more effective targeted advertising, supermarket aisle rearrangements, behavioural economics and more. All of this is to tap into the subconscious behaviour of a collective and leverage on that. And it only can be done via a powerful grasp of statistics.
I once had a lecturer that said, we are now moving from the continuous age to the discrete age and it is only with a strong grasp of statistics that we can start to understand the strange phenomena around us. Mathematics that started in the 1700s all the way to about the early 1900s all had the idea that things in nature can be described as a continuum, everything is smooth, predictable and contains only one answer*. From the 1900s, we get things like quantum mechanics , statistics, probability, data communications and modern economics where there they don't work with exact answers^ but trends. And even then, it's trends given the right data and assumptions. It will take a long time before we get our head around the fact that statistics is a powerful tool to use and more importantly how to use it properly.
I did say I was going to comment from an earlier paragraph. Despite all of this, we as humans still practice the method that we accept what we want to hear. It is usually from the lack of understanding about the underlying process or just plain ignorant about the data. After many thousands of years, we humans still have the same problem, pride. Even as we advanced as the most technologically advanced species on the planet, our moral compass is still ultimately flawed.
*this is not technically correct but it is the general view
^again this is not technically correct but you get the idea already
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Micro-Macro
Thursday, October 11, 2012
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2:30 AM
It seems that most of my content these days are almost solely generated by conversations with friends. More interestingly it's from friends who I've hardly talked to or have distanced myself due to whatever personal reason I had in recent times. This is probably a good thing and at the same time perhaps stoking the fire a little bit.
After a long conversation on a crummy weekend, busy trying to explain the economics of my actions and feelings, uncovering old wounds and unveiling plans of a seemingly uncertain future, I really am more complicated than I portray myself to be. I am also more brutal than I think I am when it comes down to cost-benefit game. Too many variables, probabilities and weightages to consider. Trying to make the most rational decision based on current trends is my goal because that is how you play the cost-benefit game. What I have seem to gather from a long string of conversations is that often times it's the one irrational decision that actually give rise to the benefit. I cannot and still cannot stomach this because that is not how it works, or so I thought. How can doing something irrational bring the desired benefit instead of the rational? Ironically I have been reading books from a behavioural economist who sees some inherent good in being irrational while nodding my head in agreement.
Also from my conversations, it made me recall all the people that I have talked to, who at one stage or another, said that they could see themselves live the life I live now. With the exception of people with a degree of separation greater than 2, I remember I've never believed they could. I was right, not a single one of them did. For a kind of sanity check, I look to the few people who have never said anything and living the life, though I admit their reasons are quite different to mine. Although it is not really the case, but they give me some glimmer of hope that though I may not get everything I want (last time I checked, not even one) but I trust that something good will come out of it still. This includes not owning a hedgehog. This. Is. A. Big. Deal.
In short, I am safe and afraid with a dash of pathetic. In the words of the Lethal Weapon series, "I'm getting too old for this shit".
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I'm still not used to like hearing the phrase "It's good to see people doing well and moving on". It implies certain things.
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4 more DVDs to finishing 28 films in 28 days. And it is only fitting to end it with, you guessed it, 28 Days Later.
Though a lot of friends don't like it but I think Julie & Julia is a rare kind of film. I would even go as far as advocating engaged couples to watch this during marriage preparation. The reason should be pretty obvious. Plus French cooking.
I really should start cataloguing my watched films.
After a long conversation on a crummy weekend, busy trying to explain the economics of my actions and feelings, uncovering old wounds and unveiling plans of a seemingly uncertain future, I really am more complicated than I portray myself to be. I am also more brutal than I think I am when it comes down to cost-benefit game. Too many variables, probabilities and weightages to consider. Trying to make the most rational decision based on current trends is my goal because that is how you play the cost-benefit game. What I have seem to gather from a long string of conversations is that often times it's the one irrational decision that actually give rise to the benefit. I cannot and still cannot stomach this because that is not how it works, or so I thought. How can doing something irrational bring the desired benefit instead of the rational? Ironically I have been reading books from a behavioural economist who sees some inherent good in being irrational while nodding my head in agreement.
Also from my conversations, it made me recall all the people that I have talked to, who at one stage or another, said that they could see themselves live the life I live now. With the exception of people with a degree of separation greater than 2, I remember I've never believed they could. I was right, not a single one of them did. For a kind of sanity check, I look to the few people who have never said anything and living the life, though I admit their reasons are quite different to mine. Although it is not really the case, but they give me some glimmer of hope that though I may not get everything I want (last time I checked, not even one) but I trust that something good will come out of it still. This includes not owning a hedgehog. This. Is. A. Big. Deal.
In short, I am safe and afraid with a dash of pathetic. In the words of the Lethal Weapon series, "I'm getting too old for this shit".
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I'm still not used to like hearing the phrase "It's good to see people doing well and moving on". It implies certain things.
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4 more DVDs to finishing 28 films in 28 days. And it is only fitting to end it with, you guessed it, 28 Days Later.
Though a lot of friends don't like it but I think Julie & Julia is a rare kind of film. I would even go as far as advocating engaged couples to watch this during marriage preparation. The reason should be pretty obvious. Plus French cooking.
I really should start cataloguing my watched films.
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