Monthly Archives: August 2008

Walking through ‘Walls’


There is a part of me that wants to let her in but then I feel myself put this wall up and I dn’t understand why….. maybe thats what strikes me most about her that despite everything she has suffered, she can look at life in the most uncomplicated way.

I’ve never known that kind of faith…… it makes me so sad that people like her who has lost everything can still be open to love while I, who have lost nothing, am not.



I AM A NERD….. Sad yet true… Firstly, I would like to ‘finger off’ anyone who mistakes me for a dork or a gerk…. I AM NEITHER of them….

Yeah….yeah I have  been told so many times ‘But I dn’t know what the difference is…. why make such a fuss abt it???’

Ok let you enlighten all of you guys about it…..

A Nerd is a term often bearing a derogatory connotation or stereotype, that refers to a person who passionately pursues intellectual activities, esoteric knowledge, or other obscure interests that are age inappropriate rather than engaging in more social or popular activities.


Geek – Very knowledgeable of a specific topic (electronics, comic books, etc)
Nerd – Very knowledgeable across a wide variety of subjects (book smart)
Dork – socially awkward and not mutually exclusive of nerd/geek

How about some examples?

Linux dork: posts “open sources rules! Microsoft suxors!” messages regularly on his blog (and everywhere else, too).
Linux nerd: installs Linux and uses it.
Linux geek: fixes the bugs, sends bug fix patches to authors, patches appear in the next version. (That used to be me, right now I am only a   Apple user, not a developer just a die hard fan).

Fitness dork: wears lycra, but never breaks a sweat.
Fitness nerd: runs a 5K every now and then, and everybody within earshot hears about it. (That’s me – recall the posting on Gym sessions).
Fitness geek: turns down social events because they conflict with Sunday 8:00 am schedule.

Science dork: watches Star Trek and believes the physics is real
Science nerd: reads Scientific Magazines (That’s me – in my case would be the lastest edition of the Singapore Law Review).
Science geek: works in a lab

So, I hope this would help you guys to understand the differences….Nerds are by far the coolest from all of these categories as the examples do illustrate.

I didn’t always think I was a Nerd. However, reflecting back to my teenager years I should have seen the symptoms –  Playing strange and unusual sports (football and cricket for the people who are familar with these) or smoking strange and unusual stuff (weed and mushrooms)???  I was busy trying to figure out the conceptual difference between the Keynesian theory and Neo-Classical Theories on economics . Busy reading Jeffrey Archer or Harry Potter ???? I was juggling General Theory on Employment, Money and Interest and The Critique of Reason. Busy making out with your teenage lover??? I was in the nerd corner(solely occupied by me cos which freaking 13 year old uses a library) writing a thesis on the conceptual misapprehensions with the IS/IM model or a book called ‘Ushan Efficiency’ (a far superior model to Pareto efficiency – which never made it to the market since my teacher lost the only copy).

Even now…. my nerd tendency are abundantly clear…. whether its spending my whole day in the library or reading a textbook when I am taking a ‘break’ from studying… a deep philosophical discussion during lunch or skipping Friday night clubbing to go watch documentary on great historic statesmen. Most people would call my life ‘sad’, ‘miserable’, ’empty’ or ‘a nerd ville’…… Yet, I AM A PROUD NERD

What one great man told about our ‘species’:

…….what they lack in physical strength they make up in brain power. Who writes all the best selling books? Nerds. Who directs the top grossing movies? Nerds. Who creates the highly advanced technology that only they can understand? …Nerds. And who are the people who run for the high office of the Presidency? No one but nerds.

He was Martin Luther King or based on his speech just another ‘NERD’ 🙂

Sacred Haven


I quote from the words of a great philosopher about man’s sacred haven;

We are men! Throughout history, we have always needed, in times of difficulty, to retreat to our caves. It so happens that in this modern age, our caves are fully plumbed.

The toilet is, for us, the last bastion, the final refuge, the last few square feet of man-space left to us! Somewhere to sit, something to read, something to do, and who gives a damn about the smell? Because that, for us, is happiness. Because we are *men.* We are different.

We have only one word for soap. We do not own candles. We have never seen anything of any value in a craft shop. We do not own magazines fill of pictures of celebrities with all their clothes *on*.

When we have conversations, we actually take it in turns to talk! But we have not yet reached that level of earth-shattering boredom and inhuman despair that we would have a haircut *recreationally*. We don’t know how to get excited about… really, *really* boring things, like ornaments, bath oil, the countryside, vases, small churches. I mean, we do not even know what, *what* in the name of God’s *ass* is the purpose of pot-pourri! Looks like breakfast, smells like your auntie! Why do we need that?

So please, in this strange and frightening world, allow us one last place to call our own. This toilet, this blessed pot, this… fortress of solitude. You girls, you may go to the bathroom in groups of two or more. Yet we do not pass comment. We do not make judgment. That is your choice. But we men will always walk the toilet mile..

Man’s feeble pleasures ……


Do you know what arses are? Arses are the human races’ favourite thing. We like them on each other. We like them on magazine covers. We even like them on babies. When we’re alone we like to scratch them. When there’s a fire, we like to warm them and who among us hasn’t, in a lonely moment, reached back for a discreet fondle? We love our arses.

Even god knew its importance….When God gave us our arses he had to stick them around the back just so that we wouldn’t sit and stare at them all day. ‘Cos when God made the arse he didn’t say, ‘hey it’s not your basic hinge, lets knock off early.’

He said, ‘behold ye angels I have created the arse. Throughout the ages to come, man and woman shall grab hold of these and shout my name.

Thinking about it, the story of male achievement through the ages, feeble though it may have been, has been the story of our struggle to get a better look at arses.

When man invented fire, he didn’t say, “Hey, let’s cook.”  He said, “Great, now we can see naked arses in the dark.”  As soon as Caxton (another man) invented the printing press, we were using it to make pictures of, hey, naked arses!  When Larry G. Roberts (a man again) created the internet…. First thing we did was to turn it into an enormous international database of naked arses.

Getting Away the ‘bestest’ way I can


I am an escapist.

I have been for a quite some time.
I long for escape. It is what I do.

Oh sure, I can “go with the flow” and be content. Deep down though, more often than not, there is an escape happening. Even when I am in the moment, it is a form of escape.

Reading a book, to me, is an escape. I read as the images play in my mind like a high definition movie. The world around me fades away as I am immersed in the set of my imagination narrated by the pages before me.

Entering a virtual world, I, once again, escape by blocking out all around. Even though I stare at the monitor before me, I block out the chaos on my desk. I release tension there, I dance there, I fly, I laugh, I shop, I create, I have fun, I blow off steam, I immerse. Escaping fully into another world with others.

Chatting with a friend is even a form of escape. As I sit and listen to them talk, I am entering their world, their life and leaving mine behind. As they speak, I picture what they say, I empathize, I laugh with them, I smile, and nod in understanding. Understanding because I have left my life and entered theirs.

Reading blogs is like chatting with friends in that I, yet again, enter someone else’s world. I see their joy, their pain, their unshielded self. It does not matter if their story is painted with words, with pictures, or a combination of both, for those few moments, I have entered their existence, even if only through the one way looking glass they have provided.

Even if I am pulling someone into my world, my life, I am escaping. I have left my reality to communicate with the visitor. As I share my life through voice, photograph, text, movie, paint, song compilation, I am into the setting. I am into the communication. I am leaving my world to make a window for you to see in.

Yes, it is true. I am an escapist.



Sea Shells & Beaches

What one of my law classmates told me a few years ago;

‘dating and relationships is like a walk on the beach…. You see a nice sea shell ? Pick it up… put it in your pocket and continue walking down the beach…. See a better one ? drop the old one and pick this up <rule 129 – you can’t keep 2 sea shells at any given time unless r.185(a) or r.83(c)-(f) applies>…. This dropping and picking up continues for some time till you reach the end of the beach…

End of the beach is equivalent to marriage…. too bad your just stuck with the last sea shell you picked (which you picked up only cos it was better than one before and you never really had any intention of keeping it FOREVER)

Note: You might ask why bother to pick a sea shell when you know there might be better ones further down the beach….becos you dn’t knw when the beach is gonna end so better one in the hand than 5 in the bush.

p.s. rule 129 or the other rules are part of this RULE BOOK i am working – later on this

Vanilla and chocolate

You have always liked vanilla….. just loved everything about it…. its color, its taste, its smell etc.. But you know there are other favors out there….. chocolate, strawberry or banana….You have never tried them… heard so many things about it…  Maybe you wanna try them but you dn’t cos your scared that you might just end up likely vanilla less than before or worst yet end up likely another favor. Why waste the time and try another favor when you know you like the one you have eaten (vanilla) for the last few years. <better one in the hand than 5 in the bush>

Note: Represents couples in serious relationships or marriage trying to make the best out of bad situtation.