Monday, September 21, 2009

500 days of life.

It seems like the perfect love stories nowadays are the imperfect ones. I was sitting in the cinema thinking, if this were to be shown in the 80s, it'd flop. It'd flop so badly and audience will retaliate against the harshness of love, and life.
This movie is too close to my old relationship's territory and to say it had no affect on me is to say there're 4 moons surrounding earth.
Thankfully I'd came to similar conclusion myself hence the revelation towards the end didn't sting that much.
I was just thinking of the poor bastard who'd just broken up with his girlfriend last week weeping somewhere in his giant box of a combo popcorn.
Is it me, or even break ups are so cliched nowadays?

Sunday, September 13, 2009

So it's like a Spanish version of fried rice.

The paella is a dish that I've been putting off to make. So by cooking it today kind of symbolizes me going to do stuff that I should've done for some time.
Saffron threads are bloody expensive. And because they're so expensive, I didn't put enough hence the pale colour of the supposedly vibrant yellow rice.
There's a lesson in this, don't be afraid to go all out and facilitate things you have in life to achieve greatness, even though they cost a lot.

Friday, September 11, 2009


I hate war photographers or journalism photographers, whatever you call them. Photographers who go overseas are perceived to be 'better' photographers because they capture something foreign, and the skill becomes less important.
Ken and I were just having a discussion yesterday about how you're guaranteed the title 'Master Photographer' once you produce photos from the war field. Think people crying on the streets, think a wrinkly old man, think a child with a deformed face, think blood splatter on the wall.

I especially hate people like Emilio Morenatti, because not only has he tapped into that market, but he has the skill to match.

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Tuesday, September 08, 2009

You have internet? I have Internet too! Part 2.

It's not your fault when the girl says no. There's nothing to feel ashamed of. It's all your ego. In fact, it's all your imagination.

Think of it as a business deal, if Microsoft approached Yahoo! for a merger and the negotiation fell apart, and Yahoo! walked away(who later came back, that cock tease), Microsoft had no reason to feel ashamed. Albeit I can imagine the CEO throwing a chair in the board room ' Who do they think they are, we invented Windows!' But strictly speaking from a bystander's perspective, nothing is out of the ordinary. They proposed, they couldn't strike a deal, they walked away.

Don't see it as a rejection, see it as terms not being made. Unless your self esteem is so low, you should realise that she is missing out too. And if you can't see the point of that, then you probably don't deserve such a big ego to start with?

Ego is when we think too highly of ourselves. Well, yes we all need a healthy bit of it from time to time, but I've never seen pride being appreciated. Except of course, during war. I never hear people saying 'oh look at John, he is so proud of himself, good on him!' It's more of a 'Look at that arrogant prick!'

And the reason you feel ashamed when things don't work out with a girl, is that you IMAGINE people talking behind your back. Your deformed wild imagination thinks everyone is laughing at you, making beauty and the beast jokes about you, giggling and kicking in a slumber party. That's a bit self absorbed isn't it? Again, get over your own ego. People do have better things to do, they dwell in their own sorrow, getting drunk in their own wad of egoistic masturbation.

And even if they do make fun of you, that's because they're unhappy and they have low self esteem. Be sure that you're not singled out, there's more behind you in a bitching run. Think gossip magazine, there's like 500 stars in there, all replaced every week. Do you think your mom actually cares about what happened to the stars? No, she just wants to see the unfortunate incidents of beautiful people because she is emotionally unbalanced cleaning up your shit.

So stop being egoistic and self conscious and think the world is constantly paying attention to you. To some extent, maybe a minute or two, tops. Everyone's got their own lives to lead on. You need the sort of ego to know that girls are missing out when they don't give you a chance, not the sort that ridicules yourself when terms can't be agreed.

Microsoft would've lived happily without Yahoo! and vice versa. Be like Microsoft. Be like Yahoo! Curb your ego, tone down your imagination. Stop crying over spilled milk, make cheese, make yogurt.