like quan han said today, the solution to the world's problem of poverty is to feed the homeless to the hungry.
that was fun. that was an exchange of intellectual content.
i guess i had another discussin earlier today and it wasnt an exchange, it was more of a bragging session. to see who knew more. and no1 learns from that kind of ego-battles.
well, my reaction displayed a high degree of childishness within me.
yeah.
i was talking to myself yesterday, whoops, i mean i was talking to kevyn, and we both agreed that it's this sort of reflections that drive you to repel to the other extreme. difference is that i could never quite control myself.
i often feel like i deserve a good kick for doing some of the stewpid things i've commited.
sigh.
my low self-esteem's catching up with me.
well, how can one not have low self-esteem when you have a 'low self' and nothing to be esteemed about.
many a time, i just feel like retreating from my rather talkative self and just keep my big mouth shut. its just that, i act alot on instinct. although i'd like to potray myself as a thinker, i often make the move before considering. or at least, my puny little brain cannot think fast enough.
in other words, my long term stance does undergo a credible degree of analysis, but my immediate re-actions are simply out of passion.
i seriously wonder if kevyn was my twin or something. it seems as though we agree on almost all matters of the heart. i seriously desire to just go into this period of hibernation until i'm ready to be incubated.
hold on a minute.
i remeber resenting that.
i resented others who did it because they werent getting the attention they wanted. i've long outgrew that. i just more time to get my thoughts straight and i'll be back.
speaking of which, i talked to gigas about that show. "we're back". he had it on a laser disc. that describes how ancient the show is. but it also implies the memories held inherently within that gigantic platter-like disc. A. because its big and hence contains alot of emotion, and B. because it is still kept, even if its not very usable. as a history student, i've learned to treasure the past. or at least its been a life stance or better known as a characteristic ingrained into my personality.
we also discussed something about a torn-burger.
he never dared reveal the literature behind the story. till now.
i spoke of dreams the other time, and just to reilliterate, dreams are often thoughts, or wants put into pictures by your sub-consious mind. in other words, they are what you wish to be, or think to be. in the case of torn-burgers its the wish category.
there were mainly 2. the torn-burger and the taxi dream. ironically, the significance of the dream has nothing to do with the burger nor the taxi. it lies in the characters in and not in the dream. it also has got to do with their positioning. i will not elaborate on the details, but the point i'm getting at was that the dream revealed what the dreamer thought of me. but that was a full year back and it has probably changed.
we also discussed this bit about perpective. the anaolgy went as this - say there's this white sock. but i see it as red. but because, from young, i've been taught that this colour's called white. so, since then, i call everything red, white. nvrm. the context of perspective is currently undisclosed and hence the application of this anaolgy and th principle of it will be likewise.
it suddenly occured to me that i often repel away care. dont know if its true, or why i do it, but it happens anyways. maybe i just cannot believe anybody anymore, cept the few on top. maybe i dont bother to show my appreciation, and saying ''i really appreciate it'' has kinda lost its meaning, i just 'hope' the person knows.
oh well. its late.
tired.
i still think hobbits are damn weird.
and find that responses to certain phrases on this blog on their own is rather obvious.
wait till the pm quarrels with his dad.
but isnt he half dead.
but yeah, in Spore, we have much to thank for. just that SS has taught us 'critical thinking'. so we first take it on its producers.
tired.
sleep.
zzz.
i am still human.
that was fun. that was an exchange of intellectual content.
i guess i had another discussin earlier today and it wasnt an exchange, it was more of a bragging session. to see who knew more. and no1 learns from that kind of ego-battles.
well, my reaction displayed a high degree of childishness within me.
yeah.
i was talking to myself yesterday, whoops, i mean i was talking to kevyn, and we both agreed that it's this sort of reflections that drive you to repel to the other extreme. difference is that i could never quite control myself.
i often feel like i deserve a good kick for doing some of the stewpid things i've commited.
sigh.
my low self-esteem's catching up with me.
well, how can one not have low self-esteem when you have a 'low self' and nothing to be esteemed about.
many a time, i just feel like retreating from my rather talkative self and just keep my big mouth shut. its just that, i act alot on instinct. although i'd like to potray myself as a thinker, i often make the move before considering. or at least, my puny little brain cannot think fast enough.
in other words, my long term stance does undergo a credible degree of analysis, but my immediate re-actions are simply out of passion.
i seriously wonder if kevyn was my twin or something. it seems as though we agree on almost all matters of the heart. i seriously desire to just go into this period of hibernation until i'm ready to be incubated.
hold on a minute.
i remeber resenting that.
i resented others who did it because they werent getting the attention they wanted. i've long outgrew that. i just more time to get my thoughts straight and i'll be back.
speaking of which, i talked to gigas about that show. "we're back". he had it on a laser disc. that describes how ancient the show is. but it also implies the memories held inherently within that gigantic platter-like disc. A. because its big and hence contains alot of emotion, and B. because it is still kept, even if its not very usable. as a history student, i've learned to treasure the past. or at least its been a life stance or better known as a characteristic ingrained into my personality.
we also discussed something about a torn-burger.
he never dared reveal the literature behind the story. till now.
i spoke of dreams the other time, and just to reilliterate, dreams are often thoughts, or wants put into pictures by your sub-consious mind. in other words, they are what you wish to be, or think to be. in the case of torn-burgers its the wish category.
there were mainly 2. the torn-burger and the taxi dream. ironically, the significance of the dream has nothing to do with the burger nor the taxi. it lies in the characters in and not in the dream. it also has got to do with their positioning. i will not elaborate on the details, but the point i'm getting at was that the dream revealed what the dreamer thought of me. but that was a full year back and it has probably changed.
we also discussed this bit about perpective. the anaolgy went as this - say there's this white sock. but i see it as red. but because, from young, i've been taught that this colour's called white. so, since then, i call everything red, white. nvrm. the context of perspective is currently undisclosed and hence the application of this anaolgy and th principle of it will be likewise.
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it suddenly occured to me that i often repel away care. dont know if its true, or why i do it, but it happens anyways. maybe i just cannot believe anybody anymore, cept the few on top. maybe i dont bother to show my appreciation, and saying ''i really appreciate it'' has kinda lost its meaning, i just 'hope' the person knows.
oh well. its late.
tired.
i still think hobbits are damn weird.
and find that responses to certain phrases on this blog on their own is rather obvious.
wait till the pm quarrels with his dad.
but isnt he half dead.
but yeah, in Spore, we have much to thank for. just that SS has taught us 'critical thinking'. so we first take it on its producers.
tired.
sleep.
zzz.
i am still human.