I posted this video a while back. But again found myself randomly humming this tune while studying. =)

It’s nearly 430am in the morning and I am still awake.

Anywho, I had an urge to write about a discussion I heard a couple of days ago. Why is it that we chase money? Why do we think we’re entitled to being rich materially? What makes us think that in this world, the intangible idea are worth so much more than the physical produce.

I work with computers. I’ll probably get a job which deals with computers in some way or another. Yet I look at this screen and I wonder to myself what makes these 1’s and 0’s in any quantity the same as the grains of rice I ate for dinner. What makes these programs that I make and use worth more than the roof over my head? What makes the touch screen worth more than a month of work by a doctor healing people?

Simplistically, these intangible ideas are just that… Intangible. Farming machines, biological research and exchange of ideas help us grow more food. Engineers and Architects build better, stronger and more space efficient buildings than I ever could with Computer Aided Design tools. A touch screen allows a doctor to diagnose illnesses or even control a robotic arm to a higher degree of precision. So in a way, I could help them do tangible good in my own intangible way.

Yet, the most valuable asset today is the so-called New Media. Advertising, marketing and content on a medium that is virtually limitless. My question to you is. For what? Twitter is just a message board. Facebook is a (Addictive) time sink/dorm bulletin board. Blogs are dairies and scrap books that we use to sate our narcissistic indulgences. But for what?

Creative outlets are great. I would die without them. But why are we putting several billion dollars into an escapist venture when it could be used to build a school or pay for food that people so desperately need? Have we stuck our heads so high in Maslow’s heirarchy that we think we are entitled to nice big houses, fancy cars and our only concern is getting the money to support this life?

I hope that I have a rich life. A life rich in experiences, rich in relationships, rich in knowledge… That, my dear Minty, is what my dream is.

Einstein wrote this quiz last century. He said that 98% of the people in the world cannot solve the quiz.

* There are 5 houses in 5 different colors
* In each house lives a person with a different nationality
* These 5 owners drink a certain type of beverage, smoke a certain brand of cigar, and keep a certain pet
* No owners have the same pet, smoke the same brand of cigar or drink the same drink.

Here’s the question: Who owns the fish?

1. The Brit lives in a red house
2. The Swede keeps dogs as pets
3. The Dane drinks tea
4. The green house is on the left of the white house
5. The green house owner drinks coffee
6. The person who smokes Pall Mall rears birds
7. The owner of the yellow house smokes Dunhill
8. The man living in the house right in the middle drinks milk
9. The Norwegian lives in the first house
10. The man who smokes Blend lives next door to the one who keeps cats.
11. The man who keeps horses lives next door to the man who smokes Dunhill
12. The owner who smokes Blue Master drinks beer
13. The German smokes Prince
14. The Norwegian lives next to the blue house
15. The man who smokes Blend has a neighbor who drinks water

With these 15 clues the problem is solvable.

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Because I need to study for my quiz tmr and I want to remember to do this when I have the time =P mean while… Happy solving!

… In the end, you figure out that you will never know everything, you will never do everything, you will never find everything or see everything.

But you will know enough, you will do enough, you will find enough and you will see enough. Why? Because we were never meant to do it all, we were meant to do our own little part in this world.

Marraige: “Not for anything else - wealth, fame or power. But for life.” - Remi

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Being a player is a gift. A large part is being able to understand how you make people feel.

Buying the girl a drink, getting her to feel attracted to you, making her feel comfortable and then teasing her with a wildside. You let her know without saying a word that you’re fun, you don’t give a fuck and all you wanna do is get fucked. So you beckon and she follows you home.

An equally large part is not caring how people feel.. Because these are not people, they are conquests.

The rest of it is pretty much confidence, money and experience.

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There are those who understand the game, but they choose not to play it. Remi’s thoughts reflect such a person… A man with character and chilvary. Why would you have to play when it could all be real?

On a side note:

I’ve always loved to bring up the question of EQ and IQ playing equal parts in our interactions with people. Players are people who have a high enough EQ to dance in the chaos of human relations, getting their way with charm and leverage. But if you just take a second to think about what you are doing and how you’ll feel if someone did it to you.. I’m pretty sure you’ll get along just fine.

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That was a long over due post.

just to keep it all inside..

shadows will help you try to hide…

oh… and yes… what i meant to say was….

http://thingsweforget.blogspot.com/

Because we forget all too easily.

Sometimes it good to just sit in solitude and think about the things in life that matter the most to you. The still black marble of this little pond reminds me of the impenetrable veil I’ve pulled over my soul. Some where along the line I realise that speaking the truth doesn’t constitute baring your soul.

T once said that people are like onions, many layered and complicated beyond belief. Even when you think you have them figured out and read like a book you find out that they can be a totally different person overnight.

I have different masks I wear with different people, subtle, often unnoticable changes that I am very conscious of. Does that make me fake?

Yet at the same time, my friends can readily guess what I would do given a situation where the decision depends on character. Does this make me
Predictable?

I live in a very grey life. The black and white margins blend seemlessly and sometimes this makes it hard to make decisions. How envy those who live their lives in black and white. Yet I wouldn’t change what makes me Christopher.

I do how one day to meet someone who loves me for me. Not because I fulfil some checklist or I’m the last male on the planet(sans zombie apocalypse, I’ll do my part to save humanity), but because she loves me simply and purely. That she simply loves who I am.

So here’s a toast to a friend of mine who has yet to find the girl of his dreams. We certainly have hope still my friend. Don’t doubt urself because if she can’t love you for who you are then she’s not the one.

Cause I’m hanging on every word you say,
And even if you don’t want to speak tonight
That’s alright, alright with me.
Cause I want nothing more than to
sit here outside your door
and listen to you breathing
Is where I want to be…

slightly adapted lyrics from Breathing - Lifehouse.

I’m an hour and a half away from my Linear Algebra. Feeling a lil torn now between going for Cell/Church or hanging out with Alex before he goes into the army. The choice is pretty clear though, still it makes me feel a little guilty coz I told them I’d join them for their mini-lantern festival and the night cycling. hmm… oh well, there is always next time. Looking forward to not having the forboding feeling of coming exams over my head(even though I do actually have an accounting test next week ><) oh well…

Ok, break over, time to get back to practicing math.

All this news about Ris Low and her indiscretions. Yet all I care about is her EMBARRASSING us on a world stage. Please for the love of all things good, at least tell her to speak in Chinese while she’s on stage or something. She’s pretty… fine… that is not what the judges are looking for.. they are looking for Beauty, beauty doesn’t come with expensive make up or boob jobs. It radiates from a person’s character, her poise exudes it, her thoughts manifest themselves in a beautiful way…

And she steals pokemon cards. Fuck that.