not the fuck-buddy but the whole hoo-haa about FaceBook.

Unlike Friendster, where other people views you and thats it. FaceBook offers another level of interactivity between its users in the form of apps and pokes and the whatsnot.

So, for example; In Friendster, when someone clicks you, it may be a mere interest of how you are associated to them or you looked real buttugly(like in my case) in your Profile Picture. The only control is they could view your profile anonymously or not.

But in FaceBook, you can spank strangers, kiss them, love them, poke them and whole other assortments of possibilities. Which goes to mean, they MAY be genuinely find you interesting and all to actually click on the actions and which may i add, all viewings are anonymous.

So what do you do when strangers Superpoke’d/X Me/Poke you?

Dua Pai Lang

ps: what the fuck is about “It’s Complicated” and “In an Open Relationship”? Either you’re with someone or you’re single. Period.

someone should give me a jab of Urgency on my hindside.

sometimes im so sick of myself being so nonchalant and going on with the flow,
whats all that about fighting hard and seizing the day?

they say you’re set for life when in your late twenties. Am reaching it and i’m still a nobody.

what am i supposed to prove here? that one can be happy by belittling his primordial needs of a secured life laved by acquired status and monetary gains?

the rich is jealous of the happy, the happy is envious of the fool.

i’m too laidback. TOO LAIDBACK!!!

Dua Pai Lang

Mistress says im a playa last night (poor girl worked till 12am+).

I don’t know why.

If a playa is one termed as going in and out of relationships for the fun and thrill, i dont think i really make the cut. Heck, I have been single for close to a year already!

If implied that i have been meeting girls and going out with them, then i am guilty as charged. Yes siree, i wear my heart on my sleeve.

Another thing she said is that i dun really give myself any leeway on the matters of the heart. Meaning, when something goes wrong in a relationship, i usually feel guilty-conscious and go all emo about it which is exactly what i feel about my last relationship. 

Hmm, another revelation of me from her. 

Dua Pai Lang

Every since of this little agreement of ours, I have been going round and bugging people if they felt 27 is too young?
Posted this question at my facebook, and these are the replies i got:

my junior from my astronomical network, Lynn said:

“Really depends on individual.It boils down to when one is ready and willing to settle down for a new phase in life to take on new responsibilities.Of course if one wants to avoid having a child with Down’s syndrome,getting married before 30 is most ideal.”

while LadyRed added:

“There is no ideal age to get married… Its whether u are ready to get married”

Andrew, a friend i’ve known since pri school said:

“27 seems okay to me…”

naeboo:

“got partner to marry or not?? ask so much”

CowGoesMoo:

“30 for guy…cos tat time moreorless financially stable + well-off + etc… unless u strike toto grp 1 top prize…”

Natsu:

“I agreed with ladyRed. It’s whether you are ready to get married. Ready to spend the rest of your life with the person, sharing the happiness and sorrow and coz of the commitment to family.”

Xtralicious said:

“When the man is established in his career, regardless of age..”

Serendipity (to naeboo):

“Nae, I think he got a partner to marry when he reach the age”

lian:

“I think it depends on where both parties are in their lives. Marriage is not just about the emotional stuff. It’s a whole new ball game when there’s finances involved. So career wise, would be good if both parties are earning a substantial amount.”

micamonkey:

“27-28 is just nice in my opinion. Sometimes I feel its a bit too late but then when I actually have to do it myself I think it’s too early. Turns out it’s all just a state of mind.”

a phonecall to my brudder, clears up some of my question marks too.

but lastly and most importantly, when Mistress says:

“Well, let’s just get engaged and live simply then…no need grand wedding.”

you know you gonna do something about your life when this woman said that.

bleah.
my mistress is better than yours.

mai jealous, okay?
Dua Pai Lang

ps: happy birthday to moi 2nd sis. If she ever found out my blog here. hah-hah.

these days i’ve been having fun working at a restaurant.

it gives me a warped sense of tranquility and peace, it seems. a no-brainer job that really doesnt need much from me.

but i’m yet really satisfied by this falsified angle of how i wanted my life to be. i mean, look, i really want to strike ot out and do the very best at what i want to do but yet, opportunities and chances seems bleak at most, or non-existent as  i  would put it.

i know and deeply felt i could achieve much more in work. i know. i’ve been able to deliver results and exceed expectations repeatly, in areas that i believe in.

but now, i dont even trust myself much more.

I for one, believes in doing things that i enjoy much. but there seems to be so much things that i like to do, things that i want to do and things,  that are screaming at me tohave a go at them. I am not really the studious kind, my dire grades could lend their claim on this one. But, i’ve got this treasure trove of information and knowledge that i can commit to. I know how to identify and name stars and constellations, i know how to draw (in a very cowlike sense), sculpture and write. I know Greek mythologies and i know different religions and sects and their practices. i know how to compromise and come out with quick-fix solutions. I know how to fix things around the house. I have fabulous ideas on making a world a much better place and so on…

But who would invest on a junkpile like me?

With no credentials and experiences to call my own, where could i find a niche to call my own?

where has the has-been of me gone to?

i really cant be satisfied with all these now. there is so much in this world that i would like to leave my mark upon, and yet i’m still stuck in this self-containing comfort zone that my failure in academia bestowed upon me.

what do i really set to achieve in my life? to get a lucrative job as a money grabber, or live out enjoying what i like to do. there are ways to have fun and in turn, be lucrative. But given my character, i know cash really doesnt matter much to me and therefore bring failure in this society where success is usually measured in rich cashfuls and not wealth.

i really, really need to break out of this mould of mine.

Dua Pai Lang

Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm’d;
And every fair from fair some time declines,
By chance, or nature’s changing course, untrimm’d;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st;
Nor shall Death brag thou wand’rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee..

Venus, the goddess that provokes love and desires in us mortals…
..and sometimes foolishness and despair..

is that your gentle footsteps i hear,
walking towards the door.
your residual warmth on my bed
with the slight scent of yours,
transpires with your absence
of you walking out of my soul.
is that the ache my heart sought?
or is it a dream bygone?

Dua Pai Lang

as such an audiophile i am, i listen to a very broad base of genres. from classicals to metal, from jazz to techno. and the usuals.

two of my fave groups of all time is getting their gig done this year.

Linkin Park in Singapore in November.

Luna Sea in Tokyo Dome, Tokyo in December for a one-time only reunion gig.

LUNA SEA LIVE in ?????
?GOD BLESS YOU ?One Night Dejavu??

2007?12?24?(???)??????
OPEN 16:00?START 18:00
TICKET??????9,500(??)
INFO,?LUNA SEA 2007 ??????0180-993-999
TICKET SALE?2007?10?28?(?)10?00?

sibeh sibeh gian. but no moolah.
cry loh.

i figured out i must get a sugarmummy soon.
or any willing kind souls be able to sponser me??

pretty please???
Dua Pai Lang

i guessed i’ve broached on this topic again and again. but somehow, as i experience this amusing thing in its many aspects, i still feel that i dont understand at all. People, individuals fall in love for very specific reasons as in they held in desire for a person, thing or a feeling. With desire, they came to appreciate the beauty of what they are experiencing and in turn, embraced that appreciation with love.

But on its multifaceted mirrors, Love is and comes in all forms.

say, the person who is never satisfied with what she/he has. She/he may thinks this is love, yea, one plus another means we are in a relationship. but what she/he didnt realise is that gaping void she/he instilled inside him/herself. will she/he ever be satisfied with the attention/love garnered from the partner?

or, the person who fell in love with money. we know the story far too well.

what about the love of a son to his mother? the earnest desire that she and him will never be apart.

forbidden love? i guess some of us has a story of their own.

how about this – the only love that you know of, and the only love that you give everything for. And you only pray that she will be happy. happy always and find someone that could protect and love her like you do now.

sacrificial to the name of love.

how about the one that she leaves him for another? but only to find out that the other is just a silly short dream. does she regrets leaving him for another? or does she has herself to blame? how easily, this love can be transfered from person to person. A question of fate? or faith? love, because of the moment’s folly?

what about the silent forgiveness of a betrayal in a marriage?

what about the love of his/her God? as any atheist would put it, its a losing deal when you love a God, any God. But people still and do love their Gods. as i study different religious texts and sects from all over the world and over the few thousand years of Mankind (am still a free-thinker, and i still refuse to be born ‘de facto’ into my parents’ religion). I fell on my knees in awe that such love transcends the very physical realms of our make.

how do we quantify it? how do we measure it? how do we know, we are truly capable of Love? is it that the least and the most we can do, is to love ourselves (or out of self-preservation?)?

it frightens me sometimes to think of Love as such all-powerful embodiment of humane feelings. and it frightens me more to know each and everyone of us is capable of doing the extreme opposite of it.

but i will like to put it again and again;
we all just want to love, and be loved.

Dua Pai Lang

In accordance to that womanmy brudder’s post, s/he say i got passions leh.

so meaning im a bloody geek lar. kns.

The only things i can feel passionate about doing are:

1. Sleep.
2. Making sweet, sweet love to the One&Only (**see disclaimer below).
3. Eat.
4. Smoke.
5. Reading my morning papers while taking my morning dump.
6. Drink myself silly.
7. Irritate my brudder on a day-to-day basis.
8. Write nonsensical stuff here.

The only few other stuff that I do, not because I enjoy or like them, but simply because i got too much fucking time after doing the above 8:

1. Doodle.
2. Read.
3. Sculpture (paper mache/sand)
4. Helping others with their problems.
5. Cook.
6. Observe people’s behaviour incessantly.
7. Ponder about how to make the world a better place.
8. Write stuff. (you know, the perceptivities and the weak poetry?)

If you really want to know what im really, really passionate about,

its that – I’m passionate about experiencing Life.

The full works; Love, Hate. Hope, Despair. Happiness, Sadness. Life, Death.

Isn’t this enough, to make your heart pump wildly? to yearn for your dreams? to seek out your ambitions? and to feel and experience each and every tog of the Wheel of Life?

after going through so much, i do learn to open my mind up and see people/things/events from different angles.

but sadly, these days been lots of self-loathing and im losing steam. As my Mistress puts it, its a QuarterLifeCrisis.

i seriously need some TLC, man.

Dua Pai Lang
**Disclaimer: Hereby refered as “O&O“. Position Avaliable Immediately. However, position will expire within 3 years from date of writing whilst position is unfilled.**

Pudding is!

My fav fav fav Some Idiotic Airlines Flight Attendant cum poor poor illustrator cum WoW-siao’s webcomic!!

after close to 2 BLOODY years of hiatus. she finally quits her WoW and do something much more proactive – illustrating again!

hooray!

Dua Pai Lang