because the name Alvin is taken.


Sophie’s choice
December 31, 2008, 3:32 am
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We should be able to discern between what is the right and wrong decision. There is no in between, but what there is is a varying degree of right and wrong. When faced with a hard decision to make, there would be time to let it linger. The indecision can only linger for so long,  because soon it would be time to make the call and move on.

The clock is ticking. My time is almost up.



Protected: (part 2) One hell of a ride.
December 23, 2008, 4:15 am
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Protected: Day 7- (part 1) One hell of a ride.
December 23, 2008, 4:07 am
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Do you really know him?
December 17, 2008, 1:28 am
Filed under: And Socrates laughed in his grave, hormonal imbalance, new experience

What constitutes personality? To what extent do our personality remain throughout our life span?

I went through a journey of self discovery throughout the past few months. One of which required a lot of self reflection and inner philosophical debate. Among the self reflection that I had was the necessity of my tendency to put a personality to a person; a personality which consists of mostly generalized overt behavior such as ‘lazy’ or ‘materialistic’. Am I right by putting a face to a person, or rather a drawing to an empty canvas?

Many would argue that acknowledging different people with a certain set of personalities would give meaning to our existence. We make sense of our world and get to live in it with a certain amount of predictability. We avoid the ones that gives an itch that cannot be relieved, and congregate with ones that gives us pleasure.

When I was much younger, I asked my dad the reason as to why people would want to sell their bodies to make a living. However little I earn, I would rather sweep the streets than to sell myself to strangers to quench their sexual appetite. I opposed prostitution with a burning desire.

But who am I to judge?

Have I been nurtured in equal conditions and turned out better than them?

The fact is I would not know if I would turn out better. I was not born in a rural village in China, I was not deprived of basic necessities to live, I was not given a fake promise to support my family while working in a distant land. I do not know this stranger. Who am I to pass judgment on a person whom I’ve not even spoken to?

I’m sure that everyone at some point in their lives have passed judgment on a population which consists of faces that they have not spoken to- girls that go to clubs are bad, Malays are lazy, rich boys are players.

Have we ever questioned ourselves on how shallow we are?

We may only be a single person, but what we do not realize is that one person brings a significant change. It may seem that the way we think does not carry weight in how the world revolves, but it only took one person to murder millions of innocent people to build a great Aryan nation, one person to rape, torture and behead countless of Chinese citizens, one person to drive a whole country into bankruptcy.

Hearsay does not make a person. Past experiences does not define a stranger.

We were just being ignorant and shallow.

It is hard to dissect and analyze every stereotype that I have. More so since it has helped me understand and survive in this world that I’ve lived in for the past 20 years. Though there should come a time when we have learned enough about the world to stand on our own two feet, and by that time we should be able to define a person by actual interaction and not prejudgment of a person just because he or she shares similarities with ones that we have encountered.

I might have deviated from my original content, but what I am trying to say is making a sweeping statement or passing judgment on a person we have not met or barely even know should not happen once we have matured from conventional thinking. I have grown out of it, when would most people do? Changing the way we think goes a long way, from making a person’s day to extremes such as reducing racial hatred.

Have a conversation with a stranger. Have lunch with a beggar. Have coffee with a prostitute. Everyone has a story to tell.



Protected: Day 6- Bored of myself.
December 5, 2008, 3:20 am
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