Thursday, December 24, 2009

If you don't try, you can't fail.

If you don't go into the kitchen, you won't get burnt. But you will go hungry.

The simple Christmas Life

1. Eat
2. Sleep
3. Repeat

Saturday, December 19, 2009

Is your epidermis showing?

Hi Jared,

When I was a kid one of my friends used to go around
cracking a joke and saying "hey, your epidermis is
showing!".

Most kids had no idea that epidermis simply meant your skin,
so you can imagine that this joke created instant terror in
the minds of some of my childhood pals. Yeah, my buddy even
got me with this one.

But the role your epidermis, or skin, plays in your ability
to burn fat is no laughing matter. In fact, did you know
that when you burn fat, most of it is eliminated through
your skin? Let me explain...(please forgive the rudimentary
science lesson ;-))

You see, when we're burning fat, we're burning stored
calories. And calories are simply a measure of energy, or
more specifically heat energy.

Now, years ago, our good pal Albert Einstein showed us that
energy cannot be created or destroyed, only transferred.

Plants get energy through photosynthesis. Animals get this
energy by eating the plants or other animals. Humans get
this energy by eating animals and plants. Yeah, I'm
talking about the energy cycle here.

So when you burn fat, you are burning heat energy, and this
must be transferred out of your body and back into the
energy cycle. And about 75% of this heat transfer occurs
through the layers of your skin. (About 15% transfers
through your urine, which is another reason why increase
water consumption helps you transfer more fat from your
body).

How do we apply this knowledge to burn more fat faster?

Well, we can improve the effectiveness of this fat transfer
by dressing in cooler clothes, not wearing hats, going
barefoot more often, and not bundling up with blankets.
Basically, anything to give our skin the best chance to
transfer the body fat we are working so hard to burn.

So make it easier on yourself, let your skin do its job of
transferring your stored body fat back into the energy
cycle, and you'll be leaner faster.

While this may seem a little weird, you now know that
shedding some clothes can actually help you shed body
fat...cool huh?

OK, we'll talk soon...

Here's to getting lean, strong, and healthy for life,
Rob Poulos
Zero to Hero Fitness

Thursday, December 17, 2009

Squatting or Sitting?

Today I had to take a dump before watching Avatar. To my horrors, the cinema had no squatting toilet. So I had to wipe down the seat, and it was really cold when I sat on it, and somehow I felt like my butthole was not opened enough. Lol. Squatting is the best!

Vote on the poll! Which do YOU prefer?

Ckgoo1 likes scantily clad alien princesses.

Plurk is not working.

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Finger Game

"Let's play a game," she said, "Close your eyes and give me your finger."

She pulled his finger downwards, and moved the tip across something hard...

"Go on, guess what it is!"

It was not cool enough to be metal, it had to be wood. He pushed down lightly and it lowered slightly, she was holding it.

"A piece of wood?" He guessed.

"Wrong!" She slapped him. "That was your punishment! Haha! Try again. Be more specific."

"It's a box."

She hit him with the back of her hand. "That was for balance! Heehee. And you're right."

He felt her open the box. Then she took hold of his finger again, and made him touch something else. Powdery. A moment later he smelt it.

"Some sort of spice.. Chili powder?"

"Close enough! It's chili pepper. You can try some, as a reward!" She moved his finger to his mouth, and he sucked it. His eyes began to water.

"The substances that give chili peppers their intensity are called capsaicinoids. When consumed, capsaicinoids bind with pain receptors in the mouth and throat that are normally responsible for sensing heat that send a message to the brain telling it that the person has consumed something hot. The brain responds to the burning sensation by raising the heart rate, increasing perspiration and releasing endorphins! Hmm. Endorphins. Let me try some now..."

She dipped his finger into the box, and then moved it to her mouth. She sucked. He felt her tongue on his fingertip, licking off the last remnants of powder. It felt rough, like sandpaper.

"Oooh!" She exclaimed. "I know what will be really spicy."

She licked his finger one last time. Then she moved it. It was moist, and warm, and... he opened his eyes.

"C'mon! You cheater!" Her voice sounded funny. She had stuck his finger up her left nostril.



----


I thought of this while picking my nose.


Friday, December 11, 2009

I can be bought by food.

Anna: Hey, Jared, can send me home?
Jared: Your house... got food anot?
Anna: Yeah... some noodles...
Jared: Let's go.

Impossible

Captain Cloud stared in horror as his men, battle-hardened veterans all, fell like wheat before the lean, beardless boy who moved like water, sword striking like a snake.

The small tribal village had barely seemed worthy of addition into the great empire of King Dardar; it was nothing more than a collection of huts, the people did not even carry weapons to defend themselves.

Sergeant Muro had been the first to fall. When he struck a woman, the youth in the loincloth appeared, saying, “I am going to kill him. If you do not wish it, tell me to stop now.”

Muro laughed and drew his blade, then gurgled in surprise as it was driven into his own belly. The hand covering his was soft, like that of a child. He looked into the grinning eyes of his killer, who gently removed Muro’s hand from the hilt and pulled his sword out of the lump of flesh.

Then he was among them, and blood flowed freely onto the earth.

Impossible… Who are you, boy?” Captain Cloud shuddered as he listened to the death cries of his men, those unlucky ones who had their bellies cut open or limbs sheared off. In vain they attempted to hold in their guts, or stem the escape of their life blood.

The boy had somehow managed to come out of the melee without a speck of blood on his body; it was only his blade that was covered in blood and gore.

“It is not I, but my God that makes all things possible,” he said simply, as he separated head from body with a quick swing.

The captain watched as his body crumpled lifeless beside him. “Which god do you serve?” he asked desperately, for he knew his time was short.

The young man looked down and said, “There is only one God, my friend. He is called Shalom, the God of Peace.”

Nothing is Impossible

Dissatisfaction comes only with the knowledge that something is missing, that there is more to be had... Catching a glimpse of perfection, can anyone not lust after it, although knowing full well it is impossible to attain...

Ignorance is bliss, indeed... But knowledge is power... Those seeking to gather power to themselves hoard it, claim ownership, buying and selling. Words, thoughts, ideas... are distributed and so power flows.

A web of streams and pools, where every person jealously guards their territory while attempting to expand it, never realizing that once upon a time, we swam in an ocean together... where knowledge, and power, was freely available to all, and owned by none.


Genesis 11

Now the whole world had one language and a common speech. As men moved eastward they found a plain in Shinar and settled there.

They said to each other, "Come, let's make bricks and bake them thoroughly." They used brick instead of stone, and tar for mortar. Then they said, "Come let us build ourselves a city, with a tower that reaches to the heavens, so that we may make a name for ourselves and not be scattered over the face of the whole earth.

But the Lord came down to see the city and the tower that the men were building. The Lord said, "If as one people speaking the same language they have begun to do this, then nothing they plan to do will be impossible for them. Come, let us go down and confuse their language so they will not understand each other."

So the Lord scattered them from there over all the earth, and they stopped building the city. That is why it was called Babel - because there the Lord confused the language of the whole world. From there the Lord scattered them over the face of the whole earth.

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

I'm going to wax, next time.

Tweezing is way too laborious. BTW, if you didn't know, this post is about plucking armpit hair. My mom had a fun time, torturing me. Good bonding session it was. But next time, I'm waxing.

Jared says (8:23 PM):
but i like la, no armpit hair
no funky smell
haha
[ y u i n e ] says (8:23 PM):
lawl
Jared says (8:24 PM):
my sister told me it would be like that
i like
[ y u i n e ] says (8:24 PM):
hahhaha
less bacteria trapped

filler

What do you call a moving burger?

Burger Rak.

Friday, December 4, 2009

Results and Rain

So results are out and I passed everything. Whoo. I did quite well actually. Hehe.

It's been raining two mornings in a row and as a result I have not been running. I think I'll do a bit extra today, yesterday's pushups felt inadequate. Alright. It's 7 a.m. now. Time to start. I would have slept in but I'm already awake. =p

MOTIVATION! RAIN!




Hehe really, I only thought of him halfway through the post, and the title was chosen because it's raining right now.

Thursday, December 3, 2009

Romance novels make me cry.

I don't know why. They're so silly and I've read so many that I know exactly what's going to happen.

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

PushUp/Crunch Superset

I like this workout the best, it would be the one I did if I didn't have much time during the day but still wanted to get some exercise done.

Kenson! This is for you!


Regular Pushup 8
Regular Crunch 8
Wide Pushup 8
Reverse Crunch 8
Close Pushup 8
Situp 8

That's one set. Do it without stopping, then stretch for 30-60 seconds, then repeat. Do as many sets as you can within 20-30 minutes.

For close pushup open your legs for balance.

Self Boot Camp Day 2! Whee!

Today I took meself out to the park. Fyi, my upper body is one big lump of Sore. Today was lower body day. I actually finished everything. You know what that means? I'm imba. Lower body > Upper body.

3.6 km run (The distance is always so weird cause the book uses miles and I convert)

Squats 45
Lunge 45
Calf raise 60 (each leg)

Skip 150m
Hop 150m
Sprinted a total distance of: 880m

Variety of crunches 360! Whee.



Haha. So fun. My WHOLE body is gonna be one lump of Sore tomorrow.

What's that extra something?

That extra something that sets apart the one you're with from the others that you like and are physically attracted to?

YaoYun said that maybe, it's just the amount of time spent together. That's correct, if you're similarly attracted to two people, the bonds with the one you spend more time with would develop more strongly. But what if you've made a promise to be with one of them, and that promise was made to the one you're spending less time with?

I read this on Crystal's blog, she was talking about some book by Tony Parson, which is always about this guy who is "genuinely good" but keeps falling in love, and leaving the one he was in love with previously.

“Kazumi’s great,” Earmon said. “But the world is full of great women. That’s what romantic fools like you never admit. There are a million great women out there. Ten millions. You could be in love with any one of them. Given the right circumstances, given timing. Sooner or later you have to stop tormenting yourself with the thought that there’s just one out there with your name on. You have to be happy with what you’ve got. You have to love the one you’re with. You have to say – this is my home now, this is my wife and this is where I’m staying. Stop looking, Harry. Just stop looking, will you?"

And so for me, that extra something is Commitment. That choice to stick with someone, to stop looking. And right now, I'm not going to look, unless you tell me to start.

Monday, November 30, 2009

Self Boot Camp Day 1! Whoo!

I bought a Boot Camp book at the book sale. Rm12. Mmhmm. I started today. The workouts are designed in such a way to make it possible to do more reps than you would be able to do usually...


0.6 km run (twice around the playground opposite my house)

28 pull-ups. I wanted to do 52, but I failed. Finished the rest using negatives... I usually do 15.

108 pushups, 108 crunches. The goal was 192 for both. I usually do 50 for each.

Lifted dumbbells in a variety of ways. 136 times with each arm.

The last workout targeted the abs. I did a variety of crunches, 190 in total. =)

All this was done in an hour.


Whee tomorrow it's time for Day 2!

Friday, November 27, 2009

So you only hold on when I threathen to run

You don't have to, you can't, actually. C'mon, run with me.

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Fat Burning Furnace!

Hey there Jared,

I wanted to share with you 2 super important techniques you'll
want to understand right away if you want to burn more fat
faster...

...AND keep it off-

Trigger Points and Overlearning

One of the main reasons 95% of dieters and exercisers fail is
that they have certain events, or Trigger Points, in their lives
that cause them to go off their diet or exercise plan too
easily.

For some people, it is eating in a social setting. They're fine
when by themselves, but once they're around pals, they resort
to old unhealthy eating habits.

Another is a certain level of stress...this can cause many
people to totally abandon healthy fat loss eating habits for a
little while.

These are both HUGE Trigger Points that will make sustained fat
loss nearly impossible for most dieters and exercisers.

So, now you know what a Trigger Point is...and now we'll talk
about how to avoid them:

First, we want to spend a few minutes with a good old piece of
paper and a pencil. Rack your brain and think back to all of
the diets or exercise plans you've followed over the years...

...think about the times you veered way off of those
routines...what caused that? Was it emotional based? Stress
based? Social based? etc.

Identifying your Trigger Points is STEP #1 to eliminating them.

OK, now that you've identified your main Trigger Points, the
next step is install what's called Overlearning into that noggin
of yours.

Overlearning is a concept used by elite athletes, school
teachers, and various others involved in learning and teaching
behaviors.

For example, many teachers will tell you that if you know a
subject "cold" before an exam, you're more likely to do well on
it, even allowing for the fact that stress (a Trigger Point) may
make you temporarily forget stuff you'd easily recall under less
tense conditions .

By overlearning a habit, like the habit of drinking at least 96
oz. of ice cold water throughout each day, it will be very
unlikely that you'll do what's comfortable and easy (like not
drinking the water and drinking soda pop) if you hit one of your
Trigger Points.

When we hit our Trigger Points, we're going to do what's easy,
but if you've overlearned a habit that is now like second nature
to you, you'll be able to continue with that healthy habits even
when faced with overwhelming emotions, stress, or any other
Trigger Point.

How long does it take to overlearn something? Well, if you are
trying to teach a new behavior or break an old habit, research
shows that you should practice the new behavior, or avoid the
old behavior, on a daily basis for about 100 days . . .

You can do a pretty good job of establishing new eating and
exercising behaviors in as little as 3 weeks...but true
overlearning doesn't happen for another 10-11 weeks or so.

By then you'll have built up an almost impenetrable fortress
against your personal Trigger Points...something that will keep
you lean, strong and healthy...well, for life! ;-)

I wonder if you understand how powerful using the concepts of
overlearning and trigger points will be in your fat loss and
fitness goals.

Here's to getting lean, strong, and healthy for life,
Rob Poulos
Zero to Hero Fitness

Monday, November 23, 2009

My Mom is Addicted to Plants vs Zombies

She completes the game on one computer, then moves on to the next, and then to the next... Today she was completing it on my grandmother's desktop.

After dinner I hugged her and said, "Hellooo"

And she said, "OKbyebyeIloveyou" while pushing me away.

Somehow I feel that a reversal of roles has occured....

Sunday, November 22, 2009

The Best Year of My Life

So far, anyway. I think this will be the first time I look back and not find myself disgusting in some way. I'm happy now.

Saturday, November 21, 2009

What I'll remember from Penang

Shivering violently in a pool at 1 a.m. and running down a thin, winding, and pebbly road. My feet were bruised after the latter. My chest ached after the former.

***

The British soldier said, "I died in the name of Queen Victoria!"
The American said, "I died in the name of Abraham Lincoln!"

The Chinese soldier said with his dying breath, "Chee-bye."

***

Ipoh horfun is damn bloody good.

Friends

I haven't kept them very well, in the past.

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Pain

Today, I think I've learnt a bit more about what girls go through.

Ignorant

I am. So much I don't know. Arrogant enough to call other's world small, not realizing how tiny mine is.

I'm losing it

Argh.

Saturday, November 14, 2009

Irreplacable

He said, "I love you."

What does that even mean? Words, they're arbitrary, they have no inherent meaning in themselves. The different sounds made by air being pushed out of different mouth and tongue arrangements are understood as different words only because the meaning pinned to each sound is agreed on by everyone. But Love... that word, nobody knows what it means, nobody really agrees with everyone else. So don't say "I love you"! Because I don't know what it means.

He breathed in and the rise of his chest distracted me for a moment.

Damn, he's sexy. I think I could just listen to him talk, I could watch him breathe, all day...

I regained control.

How could he, say such a thing, he knows how I feel about words, how meaningless they are, what purpose does he think telling me that would serve? It's not like I don't already know how much he wants me, I'm not blind I can see the way he looks at me, but even if I were I would have felt his damned sexual aura permeating the air whenever he's close...

He breathed out.

"Wait. Let me finish. I wasn't done. You've probably already had two paragraphs worth of thoughts run through your head, hmm... You think too fast, sometimes..."

This guy, what is he? A vampire?

"No, you just have very expressive eyes... I was going to tell you what I mean when I say "I love you". And it's going to take awhile. I don't want to repeat the entire thing every time I want to tell you, and I'm going to want to tell you often, in every way, in everything I do. So, this is what love means to me ...."

***

I stopped to take a breath.

So what did he tell you? What did you do after that?Who's this guy? Does Mom know about him? What happened in the end? I want to know I want to know I want to know...

"You already know what he told me. The rest, I'll tell you next day."

Next day? Next day? What does that mean? Tomorrow? A day soon to come? What?!



Chicken or Egg?

Do fit people enjoy exercise, or do people who enjoy exercise become fit?

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Exams I am done with!

PLANS FOR THE HOLIDAYS!

I'll start doing no. 7 today! Muscular forearms! I'm going jogging with my sister!

This semester I seemed much more able to do my papers... I don't know if I'll do any better, because my bullshitting ability is such that essays that I write without really knowing what I'm writing about have the same quality as those in which I actually do know my stuff... But this time I'm definitely more prepared. Studying more actually works!

Oorah.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

We are having hot lesbian sex.

And by "lesbian sex", I mean tea. But it's still hot.

Amorphous Awards! Get them all!

Participation - Awarded for splatting a Gloople. I'm pretty sure my cat could have gotten this one.

Good Combo - Awarded for killing two glooples in a single swing. Oh, good job. You probably did this on accident.

Unbelievable Combo - Awarded for killing 8 glooples in a single swing. What the... How do you even FIT eight glooples in one swing arc?? You cheated somehow didn't you... don't lie to me.

Tireless - Awarded for being killed 100 times. At some point you have to wonder where all these sword-wielding little bald guys are coming from.

Splatterbait - Awarded for being killed 15 different ways. Congratulations, you've been dispatched pretty much every possible way. Good job kindof.

Absentee - Awarded for pausing 2 full minutes. I hope you washed your hands.

Horny Doggie

I was fondling my dog with my legs as I played Plants vs Zombies. I looked down for a moment and I realized OMG he has an erection! Some little pink thing sticking out of the patch of fur there. Btw it's usually all covered by fur. One day when I have nothing better to do I'm gonna help him jerk off. That's what hands are for yo. Hmm but actually, he can lick himself...

Monday, November 9, 2009

Whoo!

Amorphous, I've completed it!

Huge nest was the last award left, and I was very annoyed when a Razor Queen showed up even though there were 45 glooples left on the count. I was like "Whaaat?!..." then I got killed because I was so distracted that I didn't notice the pool of meltie acid blocking my escape route... But finally I got it whooo...

Now I'm playing Plants vs Zombies.

***

Help for Plants vs Zombies Game

When the Zombies show up, just sit there and don't do anything. You win the game when the Zombies get to your house.

-this help section brought to you by The Zombies.

***

Haha. That's what you get when you click Help at the main menu. Really.

Sunday, November 8, 2009

It's Sunday Night

You make me smile like the sun
Fall out of bed, sing like a bird
Dizzy in my head, spin like a record
Crazy on a Sunday night
You make me dance like a fool
Forget how to breathe
Shine like gold, buzz like a bee
Just the thought of you can drive me wild
Ohh, you make me smile.

Uncle Kracker's "Smile"

***

Cooler than the flip side of my pillow eh.

You Belong With Me by Taylor Swift is about a homosexual guy hitting on his straight best friend.

Just imagine ME singing this to... an imaginary guy.

You're on the phone with your girlfriend, she's upset
She's going off about something that you said
She doesn't get your humor like I do (Cause it's guy humor, yoo~)

I'm in the room, its a typical Tuesday night

I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like (Manly rock music)
She'll never know your story like I~ do
(Cause some things you just can't tell girls)

But she wears short skirts, I wear t-shirts
She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers
Dreaming bout the day when you'll wake up and find
That what you're lookin' for has been here the whole time!

If you could see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along so why can't you see?
You belong with me!
You belong with me!

Walkin' the streets with you in your worn out jeans
I cant help thinking this is how it ought to be
Laughing on the park bench thinkin' to myself
Hey isn't this ea~sy~?

And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town
I haven't seen it in awhile, since she brought you down
You say you're fine I know you better than that
Hey, whatcha doing with a girl like that mmm hmmm?

She wears high heels, I wear sneakers go barefoot
She's cheer captain and I'm just a normal dude
Dreaming bout the day when you'll wake up and find
That what you're looking for has been here the whole time!

If you could see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along so why can't you see?
You belong with me~ heehee~

Standin' by, just waiting at your back door
(*wink wink* do you see the queer connotation)
All this time how could you not know... Baby~ hee hee~
You belong with me
You belong with me

Oh I remember you driving to my house in the middle of the night
I'm the one who makes you laugh when you know you're bout to cry
I know your favorite songs and you tell me about your dreams
I think I know where you belong. I think I know it's with me~.

Can't you see that I'm the one who understand you?
Been here all along so why can't you see?
You belong with me~

Have you ever thought, just maybe,
You belong with me.

Saturday, November 7, 2009

The Nation of Pork Bun

The Nation of Pork Bun is dictated by The Dude Jared PorkBuns Goon. A nation-wide game of 'King of the Mountain' has been adopted as the new electoral system. The people of Pork Bun are so technologically advanced that each citizen does not physically go to work, but simply thinks of his/her office space and it materializes in whatever physical space they currently occupy. All citizens are afforded the right to free health care and the medical community frequently sponsors seminars on healthy living and dieting.

Crime is non-existent due to the constant vigilance of a well organized policing force which exclusively uses capital punishment against all violators of the law. Pork Bun has great pride in its powerful military force which does not hesitate to reprimand any violation of the law publicly and with unusually excessive force. Some major religions are allowed to purchase land, but no public display is tolerated. In Pork Bun, learning is held to the highest of virtues and any citizen may take free classes to further their education.

The citizens of Pork Bun are so environmentally conscious they live entirely on the three day old droppings of vegetarian animals. This country's economic system is completely run by corporations working in the free market and, subsequently, only the CEO's of large corporations are eligible to hold public office, and citizens of Pork Bun enjoy any freedom they deem appropriate, given it does not infringe upon the freedoms of any other citizen or offend any other citizen in practice.

***

Recent News:

Nancy Baderbradenstein was thrown to the wolves today, literally, when the three hundred-eighty pound woman placed last in the first annual National Triathlon for a Fitter Pork Bun! The event was mandatory for all citizens, and everyone but last place was permitted to live, motivating the entire nation to get into shape!

Insults...

...if false, should not affect you. If true, it is either constructive criticism, or something that you should simply accept.

Friday, November 6, 2009

What rules are for

If you don't know what rules are, *CLICK THIS*

Every rule was made for a specific reason. They all have a purpose. But some rules, over time, become so ingrained in us that they are followed for their own sake. The reasons for that rule are forgotten, and it is obeyed without question.

When this happens, the rule then becomes a hindrance, instead of fulfilling the purpose it was meant for. There will be situations when a rule is no longer applicable, but if followed blindly, the rule will continue to be used.

Do not Kill.

What if a person was about to murder your loved ones, and only by killing that person can you save them?

When a rule does not work, Discard it. Bend it. Break it.

Only by knowing what a rule is for, can you use it to its fullest potential. You will know why you do what you do, and you will also know when you should do different.

***

Now it happened that He went through the grainfields on the Sabbath; and as they went His disciples began to pluck the heads of grain. And the Pharisees said to Him, "Look, why do they do what is not lawful on the Sabbath?"

But He said to them, "Have you never read what David did when he was in need and hungry, he and those with him: how he went into the house of God in the days of Abiathar the high priest, and ate the showbread, which is not lawful to eat, except for the priests, and also gave some to those who were with him?"

And He said to them, "The Sabbath was made for man, and not man for the Sabbath."


-The Bible

***

Jesus knew the purpose of the Sabbath. Read the book of Leviticus, chapters 23 and 25, if you want to know as well. Or take my word for it.

The Sabbath was not only a day of rest, where the people were not supposed to do work. It was an opportunity for God to show His faithfulness, and for the people to show that they had faith. To work on the Sabbath with the intention of increasing one's own wealth was the same as saying, "Hey God, yeah I know you said you'd provide, but I'm just gonna do some work, just in case." And that was wrong.

But if there was healing to be done, would it be wrong to do work?





Heart, Mind, Body.

To think is to act, to act is to think. Mean what I say, and say what I mean. Flesh as strong as the spirit is willing.

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Communism, Piracy, Child-Upbringing and Open Relationships (FWB)...Random conversation with Joseph

Yesterday I was defending piracy against Joseph, who is nice to talk to. These are some of the points I remember...

How is piracy wrong? I asked. It is just someone sharing something... Indeed, I would say that those who presume to exploit others for what should belong to all are the evil ones...

In the past, knowledge was freely shared, and stories and songs belonged to everyone. Who realized that if they claimed ownership on something, they could charge others for what should belong to all?

Yes, I'm a communist. Marxism is not wrong, merely executed imperfectly so far. Capitalism is most definitely not natural, nor the best course for humanity.



Do you know that the Israelites were a communist community in some ways? Every 7th year, debts were canceled. Every 50th year, land was redistributed. But their ruling system is more accurately, a theocracy, where God is in complete control. And that is the problem with communism thus far. There has been no perfect, incorruptible dictator to head a nation.

***

When did we start claiming authorship over our thoughts and ideas? When was intellectual property first claimed by individuals instead of shared with the community? When did we start judging an idea, a thought, a song, based on its origin?

Joseph seemed to go off in a tangent. He said would you follow a command from God if it didn't make sense? And I said, Yes, I would think it would make sense later. And the he said "Aaah" and I realized that I had just admitted to judging something based on its origin.

But then I said, God is God, and none of us are infallible, unlike Him. Thus, the ONLY time it is right to judge something based on its origin, is when that thing is from God. In every other case, the thing would have to be judged based on what it is... and not where it came from...

I did admit, however, that origin can be useful in judgment, however it cannot be the only criteria considered, or even the one prioritized...

Somehow parenting was brought into this discussion. I told Joseph that I would not want my child to judge anything based on its origin, indeed, since I am not God, and certainly not infallible, I want my children to be able to think for themselves and make judgments based on knowledge instead of following my orders "because I said so"... and to do that, they would have to have knowledge...Instead of telling my children, "No, you cannot have a cookie" I would tell them "No, you cannot have a cookie because..." And I would sit there till they understand.

But children don't know, can't understand? No, I think you underestimate children. I may be wrong. We'll see.

***

We talked about open relationships too.

But first, you need to know my stand on relationships. I think that the reason people get hurt in relationships is because of false expectations, broken promises and commitments. I do not want to hurt anyone, especially someone I love, so I decided, unless I am willing to commit forever, I won't commit at all.

So when you are attracted to someone, don't tell them, right? Just be friends and get to know the person better for 2-3 years... No!... If someone does something good you say "good job". If someone is really interesting, nice to talk to and be with, and is also very very cute... you tell him/her.

The consequences vary... but so far, no one has started avoiding me, and, in different ways, I've become closer to them. Friendship, and intimacy, always increases...

"So basically you're supporting open relationships," said Joseph.

If you put it like that, I guess I do.

We talked a lot more, on these, and some other topics. But I have an exam at 8 in the morning tomorrow.

Love and Marriage

Love and Marriage,
Love and Marriage,
Go together like a horse and carriage♫

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Does a horse need a carriage?

Saturday, October 31, 2009

Goon Family Pictures

This is Me.


I touched my mouse, it was icky and oily. My mom had been on my laptop all day, playing Plants vs. Zombies. My aunt had brought over a big pot full of siu yok earlier. So I asked my mom, "MOM! Did you eat siu yok, didn't wash hand straightaway play computer??"

And she said, "I wash! I licked it (her fingers)..."
*Cheeky smile*

Lim Me Lon

I think her father wanted her to be "Melanie", but he didn't know how to spell.

My sister saw the picture and said that she wanted to take picture too, because she's cute, and cute girls usually like being in pictures.

Jeannette Goon

See! Got mustache wei! When I asked her how she makes the mustache come out, she told me, "I practice making faces in the mirror."

So anyway, I told me brudder to take 'cute' picture too, but he don't want, because he's "too handsome". In the end I had to take stealth picture.

Abel Goon, me brudder

His hair naturally stands like that. Wiry, it is. He was using my laptop, and he was smiling because he was CRUSHING his opponent in Naruto Arena.

One more family member!

Jacob

There are a whole bunch of blurry pictures of me chasing him around the house and grabbing him trying to camwhore, in the end, he tired, and finally I got a clear picture. Whoo~

Thursday, October 22, 2009

Exams are near...

That means holidays are too! Whoo!

But I should blog less, yes.

But studying all day is lame, so I put up a game.

Play Amorphous! It's the funnest!

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Dream

I was wrestling with a girl in her room, and then somehow we were kissing on her bed. Then our shirts were off... and I thought to myself, "Nice dream... Nice dream..."

But then suddenly she asked, "Is it up yet?"

So I checked, and to my horror, it was most certainly not up.

"What more do you want?!" she said.

I mumbled something along the lines of "I'm trying my best..."

***

Then her mother walked into the room. I panicked and said, "We weren't doing anything!"

And she bitterly agreed, "Yeah, we weren't, alright."

***

I woke up feeling incredibly disappointed with myself.

Hercoolies Manlily Go'on



I have a Pet Rock, yo~

Monday, October 19, 2009

BSF-Bible Study Fellowship

It's really fun. This was one section of today's group discussion. Answers are in italics, some additional thoughts are in brackets.

Warning: Self-loving post.

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DAILY BIBLE STUDY WITH QUESTIONS FOR GROUP DISCUSSION

Third Day: Read Deuteronomy 4-11.

5. From Deuteronomy 4:15-31, what does it mean that God is a jealous God?
He will be angry if they worship other gods.

(Once, I thought, "Why should God be jealous if He's the one and only real God?"... But now I realize, if my wife preferred to masturbate rather than have sex with me, I'd be pretty bummed.)


6. a. From Deuteronomy 4:32-35, what special privileges were given to Israel?
They were God's own people. They were protected, and shown signs and wonders.

b. Why was Israel shown all these things?
Because God loved their forefathers; Abraham, Issac, and Jacob (aka Israel).

(Once, I thought, "Damn, God sure is racist." But now I realize that there actually is a valid reason for the favoritism! Those men walked with God, they were His friends, and God promised to prosper their descendants.)


c. Name the special privileges God has given you.
I'm sexy.


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Saturday, October 17, 2009

Early Birthday Presents

I've been getting food (as birthday presents) since Thursday. *Pinches flabs*

But today, Dexter (who is Dixon's younger brother (Dixon will get a post all about him one day soon)) heard that it was going to be my birthday, so he decided to give me some toys that he doesn't want anymore.

First was a wooden pistol that shoots rubber bands. I shot myself a few times, "ooOOOo it's quite pain," I realized. Then I ran around the house for a while, shooting at imaginary baddies while laughing maniacally.

Then Dexter revealed the next present, NUNCHUCKS!!

After hitting my head for the second time, I have decided that I will train with some less-hard nunchucka before going back to those. Tie my slippers together or something.

Friday, October 16, 2009

Has caught my attention lately...

"One of the main barriers to problem solving can be inflexible thinking, not being able to break out of a set pattern of thinking to look at the problem in a different way."

"Before you make your mind up, open it."

"Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind."

Let go of preconceptions, the fixed patterns and structures of the world. Be flexible, fluid. Renew my mind.

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"It is often assumed that group decisions are better than individual ones. In fact this is not the case. Sometimes group decisions can be poor because of
groupthink. In groupthink, group cohesion is maintained at the expense of critically evaluating decisions."


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"I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe me naïve or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman."

"It’s too much to ask for someone who will be my closest friend, my lover, my master, my slave. Someone to have, to hold, and to make plenty of babies with. Someone who will be by my side for eternity, after death reunites us. I’m asking for too much, I’m sure, but I’m not going to settle for anything less."

"Husbands, love your wives, just as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her..."

Thursday, October 15, 2009

Sometimes I wish I had Running Shoes



My next thought is almost always, "If I had never worn shoes, I wouldn't be so weak to need it."

What else do we not need? What are the things we can't live without, what are the things giving us comfort, and what is only holding us back? I know kids that are perpetually bored without some form of electronic entertainment. I know guys that can't even masturbate without the aid of pornography! We can't even kill bears without weapons, or catch fish with bare hands. Sigh

How about money? I was just thinking about Peter's obsession about it (always making up games that has some form of monetary punishment) and I realized, money has no value besides that which humans ascribe to it. You can't eat it, you can't use it to make anything else (besides stars, and little paper hats and what not), you can't write on it, it's not very good as toilet paper...

If not for its ability to be used, it would have no use... What would happen, if suddenly, money had no meaning, and it became nothing more than multicolored paper...

***

When I woke up this morning at 6 a.m., I felt the aches in my body, and I went back to sleep thinking, "I'll run to Monash another day."

Then I woke up again at 6:13, and I thought of the children in Africa. Do they have a choice on how to go to school? No, they have to run 50 km to school everyday, and 30 km to the nearest watering hole, and 100 km to the phone booth to call their girl/boyfriend. (I don't have the exact numbers)



I also remembered that I had told Brandon and Jeannette that I would run to Monash. And it's not manlily to go back on my word.

Also, googlemaps says that it's only 11 km to Monash from my house.

Also, YaoYun said "run jared run..." in my cbox...

And my final reason is: I am awesome. Yes, click the link.

So I left my house at 6:43 a.m. feeling good, after having a cup of Instant Nutritious Meal Plan and a nice, long stretching session under a hot shower (to get the aches out). In the end, I made it to Monash at 8:34 a.m., 26 minutes less than googlemaps' prediction. But the prediction was for walking, and I ran a bit. Yes, I only ran a bit.

From the start, I decided that googlemaps did not show the shortest way, because there are all those back alleys and what not that must be quicker. So I decided to take the straightest way possible from my house to the NPE (New Pantai Expressway). I should have realized that a lot of back alleys are really old and the tar on the roads would have worn off leaving a bed of stones... My feet are really bruised now.

I reached Old Klang Road. Unlike Bandar Sunway, most of the sidewalks in Klang Valley are covered with small little itty bitty stones. For short distances, they're fine, but when the same spot gets poked repeated you start to feel it... Yeah, it was quite hard and painful. Sigh so weak my sole.

I saw an old man trying to cross the road at the corner, he kept sticking his head out trying to see if there was any car coming, but by the time he leaned back on his cane to start walking, there would be a car coming and he would have to stop, and stick his head out again... I was wondering how he was still so clueless at crossing the street, he should just take another step forward to get a better view, or move further away from the corner. Finally he managed to cross the street at a time when there really was absolutely no cars. Then I realized, "Oh no, I should have helped him."

So I decided to help the next person I saw that needed help. 5 minutes later, a car with a Malay couple in it came rolling up beside me, and they had a cardboard box stuck in between their tire and the body of the car (I don't know what that place is called). So I bent down, and pulled it out. Whee.

Then I passed the toll. And I saw the NPE ramp leading to Bandar Sunway going up, and no way to get to it. And even if I did get to it, there would be no place to walk. But I decided that as long as I could keep it in sight, it should be fine, so I just kept walking, trying to follow it. There was even a time when I was running underneath it...

Soon the ramp came back down and I was back on the NPE, but now I was on the right side, and after the toll (this time it's the going back from Sunway toll), there suddenly came a point when there was no way forward, there was simply no place to walk. So I went back to the toll plaza and asked the dude there, "Hey Uncle, how do I walk to Sunway?"

He told me to walk on the other side... "Just walk through the toll booths, and cross the road on the other side. Then go straight all the way."
Yay! Two firsts in one go. I have never walked through toll booths (sideways that is, I had my first first walking through toll booth going straight earlier), and I don't think I've ever crossed a highway. =3

After that, it was straight all the way.

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I just took a bath in the handicapped people toilet. I used hand soap.

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

I want to run I want to run I want to run I want to run I want to run I want to run I want to run I want to run I want to run I want to run I want to

I wouldn't encourage you to run on the road beside the sewage ponds opposite Monash University at night. You know, that one with the abandoned shoplots.

Why? Because I was chased by three dogs there tonight while running back to Monash from Rock Cafe...

Good thing there are quite a lot of stones on the ground...

What doesn't kill you only makes you stronger.

But what if it kills you?

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Vow

I won't eat my words.

Monday, October 12, 2009

What do you want in a Man?

A woman put out a personal ad in the paper: "Looking for a man that will never hit me, won't run away, and will always keep me happy.

The next day her doorbell rang. When she went to answer the door, there was a man in the wheelchair there. He had no arms or legs.

He said, "I'm here to answer the ad. As you can see, I can't hit you, or run away."

"But what about keeping me happy?" She asked.

"I rang the doorbell, didn't I?" *hornybrows*

Sunday, October 11, 2009

The Bible

is a boat, once the river has been crossed, do not continue to carry it on your back.

Saturday, October 10, 2009

Bright Eyes.

Yesterday I saw the bright shining eyes of a curious and questioning man. A man that had found a question, an "I don't know".

May my life be filled with "I don't know"s. I pray my eyes will always be that of a wondering child.

May they never be filled with the soulless burn of the fanatic, the robot that is unable to change its programming, and knows that all it has in its mind is enough.

Even worse the dull eyes of livestock, that spend their lives content to graze where they are driven.

KFC Breakfast



Hash brown, tomato, fried chicken, scrambled egg, mayonnaise and cheese in a toasted tortilla wrap.

Friday, October 9, 2009

Plans for the Holidays

Check out my half-baked plans for the mid-year holidays.

Well, the long end-year holidays are coming in about a month. Time to make more half-baked plans whooo.

1. No talking time
2. No tech time
3. Learn Chinese
4. Be a Yes Man
5. Sleepover
6. Road trip! (camping should be included in there)
7. Get muscular forearms... like Tarzan's. /lick

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Why don't you wear shoes?

People keep asking me.

When I'm lazy to answer, I'll usually ask back, "Why do you?"

Since I'm not lazy now...

1. Fun *Licks lips*
2. Save money
3. Religion
4. Awareness
5. Health
6. Running
7. Hobbits are awesome
8. My flip flops kinda stink
9. It annoys some people
10. Some people think its cool (Me)

Google barefoot running, and barefoot living.

Lost

"We're lost."

"No, no, we're not. We just don't know where we're going. I know exactly where we are, and I know how to get back to where we were."

"The definition of the word 'Lost' is: having gone astray or missed the way; bewildered as to place, direction, etc. We do not know where we are going, we've left the correct path, so we are lost. "

"Ah? So we are lost according to your dictionary. According to me, we are NOT lost."

"You can't decide what words mean! The dictionary decides!"

"Someone wrote the dictionary. What set that person apart? Why is it that we all need to fall in line with the meanings that person attached to words? Why can't we free ourselves from such boundaries? The first step to change is to change your thinking, my friend, and you're still thinking in English."

I never want my woman to submit to me simply because she is a woman.

Fight me till we're both blue in the face, second-guess me, scrutinize my every decision. If I'm right, I'm right. If I'm wrong, then we will find the right answer together.

God is Everything

He created the world, set it into motion. He has a Plan, a Will that will come to pass. He knows us from before the womb, knows our every step, and has prepared a place for those that He has chosen. Bla bla bla.

Today the speaker said, "He has chosen us! We wouldn't be sitting here if He hadn't set our identities! Our faith itself is a gift."

So I asked, "What about the transsexuals? The rapists? Isn't it God who chose their identities?"

And he replied, "Oh no. THAT is not from God."

***

It astonishes me, the number of "intelligent" people that are able to live in denial, ignoring this issue or making excuses to get around it. How can someone say that there is such a thing as something that is NOT from God, while at the same time believing that God created Everything?

God created the world.

God knew everything that would happen, because He set everything into motion.

Therefore anything and everything that happens was intended by God to happen.

***

Why are some Christians so afraid to admit that God is responsible? Responsible for all the terrible shit that has happened and is happening?

Why are they unable to see that God allowed Sin to come into this world?

Yes Free Will. Ooh free will. He already knew that Adam and Eve would eat the fruit when He put it in the garden. Why did He put it there? The only reason: He INTENDED them to eat the fruit and bring Sin into the world.

I cracked: Day 3, spent money.

Dry Curry Chicken Noodles! My downfall!!

What a waste I tell you, later on I went for a Staff-Student-Meeting and there was lots of food in really cool microwavable containers. I took 3 packs.

I'll have INSTANT NUTRITIOUS MEAL PLAN for dinner. HeeHee.

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Sandwiches, Supplements, and Cheerleading, Day 2 of No Money

I stumbled out of class, shivering from starvation and the cold. An angel appeared before me and said, "Jared, have my sandwich."

A tomato, lettuce, and cheese oh glorious cheese sandwich.

Then my sister bought me a roti kosong at Medan. Now I was REALLY full.

But when I went for my next class, my lecturer asked me to go down to the Psychology seminar that was going on at the basement, and call any students that were from my class to come up. When I went down, they told me that they weren't going for class. I didn't want to waste the trip, so eventhough I was already full, I took a plateful of noodles and sandwiches.

I'm overeating, WITHOUT money! OMG! *Pinches tummy fats*

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I redeemed myself during dinner.

INSTANT NUTRITIOUS MEAL PLAN! Wake Up to a Healthy and Wholesome Start!

-Helps build Lean Muscle.
-Helps reduce Body Fats.
-With Vitamins and Minerals.
-With Enzymes.
-Boost up Immune System.

Frontier International (M) Sdn. Bhd.

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Tracy: Jared, can you dance?
Jared: Uh. Yes?
Tracy: Are you strong?
Jared: No, nooo. I'm thin. *Flexes*
Tracy: Join my cheerleading squad!
Jared: Okies.

Monday, October 5, 2009

Freeloader, Day 1 with No Money.

Breakfast: Shared dry curry siu yok noodles with Mom.

Lunch: Shared Chicken Maryland with Sister.

Dinner: Finished Jenna's char kuey teow, and half of her Big Apple Alien, and half of Joseph's too. In the end I got one full Alien.

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Alien is a choc-filled, choc-coated, choc-striped doughnut from Big Apple. Yes, it's good.

Chilling Hike

Warning: This post is very long, has no pictures, and is for me to remember how awesome I am. So be prepared. Like a Scout.

EDIT: GO LOOK AT THE PICTURES! *CLICK*

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At 7 a.m., Friday, 2nd of October 2009, Karl, SuYin, GeneLih, Wilson, Eric, Brandon, and Jared gathered at Monash University to go to Sungai Chilling to hike and have lunch at a waterfall.

Suyin was the only girl. She was loving all the attention, all them guys clamoring to carry her bag, hold her hand, and grab her ass (only if she fell, to save her). She wore her sexy skorts. That pair of shorts that pretends to be a skirt.

GeneLih was late so Karl and Jared went to go get some roti canai. One time, instead of paying attention to the road, Karl was somehow busy gazing at Jared.
Karl: What's with that smile on your face! That smirk! It's a smirk that says "I'm Jared ooo I'm great I'm awesome muahaha".

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We got lost. Actually we saw the place, but it didn't look like the place, so we kept driving on. And we continued on some winding road that apparently was heading to some other place like Camerons or Genting. Some friendly people who were Christians (Suyin noticed that the woman was holding a Christian dvd, and wearing a Christian shirt) told us that we had missed the place. This pattern of taking the hard way, and having to backtrack, would be repeated multiple times that day.

***

Yay! We were at the place! There was a big map there, that none of us read, which probably contributed to us getting lost so many times. Before we went in, the rest of the guys paid 50 sens to use the toilet, I have no idea why. I ran ahead of the group to pee twice during the hike. Yes, I could go much faster than them. I ran ahead many times for no reason too. But twice, it was to pee.

But it's only because they were all wearing the wrong shoes. If they were barefoot like me, they would have been faster too!

I shall tell you why.

The went the wrong way right from the very beginning. It suddenly became very hard, and we had to climb up down and around some rather scary rock formations. I was praying hard for the rest of them the entire time, and Brandon nearly died. In the end he only got some nasty wounds. I had a lot of fun though. It was super super fun.

There was one time when Suyin (who is afraid of heights but loves climbing mountains) got stuck and had nowhere to go. I could hear her panicked breathing from 10 feet away. At this point, I think I kinda panicked too and for a moment was about to jump down to her. Well, I didn't. I'm still alive woohoo.

So I quickly climbed down to where she was and made sure I was firmly in place, then I told her to grab my hand. She didn't.

Instead she slid down to land on some branch half a foot below her. She couldn't have known that I had a firm and tested outcropping under one foot. I really was quite inexperienced. Before I had found that outcropping I had tried to anchor myself by slamming my fingers deep into a patch of sand and small stones nearby. Only after I had dug my fingers all the way in did I realize it probably wouldn't hold two people's weight.

Anyway, the conclusion, Suyin doesn't trust people easily, and I found it much easier to climb around those rocks than the others... Cause I was not wearing shoes muahaha.

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We backtracked and got onto the right trail. But somehow we got onto another wrong trail. This one was really tough, with lots of steep inclines, and narrow underused paths. It was slippery and one time I nearly fell down... But I grabbed a tree root with my toes and was fine. Muahaha.

***

The "shortcut" took us past all the crossings we were supposed to make (six). And the first time we saw the river, we were already right beside the waterfall! Whoo! I was at the back, taking care of Brandon, who was really tired and disheartened, probably because there was only one girl in the group. I could see it on his face, he was thinking "Why is Jared with me, instead of some hot babe. Look at that self-satisfied smirk on his face whenever he stops to wait for me. That smirk says "I'm Jared, I'm awesome, Muahaha". He was almost going to tell us to go on without him (which we wouldn't have done) but instead of going on, we had lunch!

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Then we went to the waterfall and took pictures. Everyone was very happy and energetic and were much faster on the trip back.

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Which was a lot easier and less fun. This was when I was bored most of the time and kept wanting to run ahead.

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I had 5 cookies at Karl's house.

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The End.

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I really have lost my marbles. Muahaha.

Sunday, October 4, 2009

I'm broke, flabby, and too thin.

My last three ringgit left my wallet today while paying for popcorn and drinks, I couldn't even pay my half. Yes, I am now officially penniless.

I realized that lately I've been pigging out too much, always eating out, I can see and feel the layer of fats on my tummy, oh so flabby, ugh. Have to go on vegetarian diet again soon...

Too much fats, but still too light. I'm only 65 kg. Too thin. And I'm only almost as awesome as Cheng Hong and his sexy back.

I found out how to upload pictures from my phone! I'm wearing Flower Power Shorts! Heeheehee...



Sigh so thin. So thin.

There, YaoYun, no ego in this post right. =)

Saturday, October 3, 2009

Siblings, Metal Slug X, and Exams



I just finished playing a game of Metal Slug X with my brother on the PlayStation. I exchanged my Ps2 for a Ps1. =) So many funner games.

We were talking about how much money we were saving... See, I continued 17 times, and he continued 52 times, add the two tokens to start the game; so if we had played at the arcade, we would have spent RM 71... o.O!

My brother is great. He's gonna be head prefect. *Proud of brother*
I forced him to take a picture of me flexing my back. Hehehe. I don't know how to put it on the computer.

And I just checked my Monash email and exams are just around the corner.

WHOOOOO holidays are coming!!! WACHOWCHOW!

Friday, October 2, 2009

Wilson's Pick Up Line

Hiking was awesome! *Howls* I'll blog about it in detail tomorrow but right now I have a party to go to. Maybe I'll try Wilson's pick up line, which he has used to positive effect HUNDREDS of times. I don't have the right job to use it though... Wilson works at Starbucks, and whenever he spots a pretty lady, he goes

"Would you like some hot chocolate? On me." *WINK*

Now go read Gene Lih's post on how to hit on girls! *CLICK*

It's a Christian webzine! Look around, I've got two articles there too.. =p

Thursday, October 1, 2009

And there shall be pic spamz.







Considering how many pictures I usually have, this is pic spamz.

Go to Christina's blog for the rest.

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

It's Business Time and Guy Love

I'm sorry, jie, for begging you to let me use the com to post up a blog post that I had to post up then not posting it up instead swapping it for two videos that basically kinda say about the same thing, just not so emo.





Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Monash CF and The Sandbag Workout

I recently joined the Monash Christian Fellowship. It's like a whirlpool, sucking you in. Before I realized what was happening, I was going for dinner in big groups, calling the Multimedia and Reserve section of the library the "Aquarium", and organizing War Games.

War Games?

Yes, after my second attendance at CF, Peter asked me to organize War Games with him. I was going to explain the rules and how the games went and all that... but it's not the same without pictures and I have no pictures.

The short version is: There were lots of shirtless guys... and it was a capture-the-flag game.

The flags were actually bags of sand. Heavy bags of sand. Heavy bags of sand that I used today as weights. It's the cheapskate solution! Instead of buying expensive training equipment, I'll just get SANDBAGS.

Since there isn't any easy way to grip a sandbag, unlike a bar, your grip and forearm are worked much harder when lifting sandbags. That's good, because those gym-ers with huge shoulders, chests and biceps, but skinny forearms remind me of chickens.

Also, the sand moves around in the bags, and forces you to constantly balance the bag when lifting. This trains the smaller, balancing muscles that are ignored in typical weight training, which targets specific muscles to get the biggest growth in the shortest amount of time...

The conclusion? I'm not going to get very obvious results, because my muscles aren't going to "explode" in size, which is actually what happens when you start weight training... instead they're just going to get stronger, because all the small invisible muscles will be trained alongside the larger ones.

Well, that's the plan anyway. Let's see how long I'll keep this project going. I've definitely gotten better at sticking to plans this year though. I've been walking around barefoot for 2/3 of a year!

Absorb that which is useful, disregard that which is useless

I have not invented a "new style," composite, modified or otherwise that is set within distinct form as apart from "this" method or "that" method. On the contrary, I hope to free my followers from clinging to styles, patterns, or molds. Remember that Jeet Kune Do is merely a name used, a mirror in which to see "ourselves". . . Jeet Kune Do is not an organized institution that one can be a member of. Either you understand or you don't, and that is that. There is no mystery about my style. My movements are simple, direct and non-classical. The extraordinary part of it lies in its simplicity. Every movement in Jeet Kune-Do is being so of itself. There is nothing artificial about it. I always believe that the easy way is the right way. Jeet Kune-Do is simply the direct expression of one's feelings with the minimum of movements and energy. The closer to the true way of Kung Fu, the less wastage of expression there is. Finally, a Jeet Kune Do man who says Jeet Kune Do is exclusively Jeet Kune Do is simply not with it. He is still hung up on his self-closing resistance, in this case anchored down to reactionary pattern, and naturally is still bound by another modified pattern and can move within its limits. He has not digested the simple fact that truth exists outside all molds; pattern and awareness is never exclusive. Again let me remind you Jeet Kune Do is just a name used, a boat to get one across, and once across it is to be discarded and not to be carried on one's back.

– Bruce Lee


Follow no limits and rules besides the natural laws that guide us onto the most efficient and functional paths, which are consequently the most beautiful.

The Beauty of Functionality

Monday, September 28, 2009

Dear Jared,

I don't really know how to tell you this, but I’m joining the Convent. I think I realized it when your dog humped my leg outside of your office and I saw you carve your initials into the Catholic Priest. I'm sure you're open enough to understand how boring you are. I'm returning your toe ring to you, but I'll keep your collection of butterflies as a memory. You should also know that I will not tell the authorities that you stole the whale from the backyard and I'm scratching my butt as you read this.

Best of luck on the sex change,
ChengHong.

Going to Hell

I'm considering it. It seems like it would be more of a challenge. You know, that glorious doomed charge at the end against an omnipotent celestial force, and all that eternal suffering before and after. Sounds like fun.

Himbo moment.

I was watching Cast Away, and it was the part when Tom Hanks was in his lifeboat, and the waves were crashing all over him. The waves came down whooosh and there was a lot of water in his boat.

I was all "Ohmygawd Ohmigawd the water is gonna sink his boat! He better quickly poke a hole in the bottom and let the water out!"


P.S. A himbo is a male bimbo.

Sunday, September 27, 2009

Keeping Fit

Today in church the pastor spoke about keeping fit. Spiritually and physically.
He compared the two, showing that the way to be healthy physically (eating nourishing food and exercising) is similar to being healthy spiritually (nourishing the spirit and serving God).
The excuses people give for their lack of fitness in both body and spirit are also similar. Too boring, don't know how, too demanding, tiring, and NO TIME.

What struck me was the end of the sermon, when the pastor prayed, he asked that all of us would be willing to work past the difficult stage, to find the reward at the end, the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.
This made me realize that this pastor doesn't really know how exercise works. And that made me wonder if his understanding of spiritual health is similarly flawed.

I happened to use the same comparison of physical and spiritual health when I was talking to a friend on Friday, who was sharing with me about how she was feeling so tired and drained after serving in church.
I told her, you must be doing something wrong, because it's not supposed to be difficult.

It's just like exercise. If after a workout, you feel discouraged, demotivated, and dreading your next session, you didn't do it right.
You're supposed to feel satisfied, aching and tired for sure, but it's a good burn. And you can't wait for the next time you do it. You're looking forward to that high. And it's rewarding in itself. The reward is not just the fitter body you will get, the reward is that feeling of accomplishment, the biochemical reactions of your body telling you that what you just did was Good.

Serving God is rewarding in itself. It's not boring nor demanding, it is never something you are reluctant to do yet still do because you were coerced into complying. If you feel bad when you do something, it's bad.

Saturday, September 26, 2009

I run too fast for maturity to catch up.

Shopping-
Jared: I'll push the cart! WHEEE!

Cooking-
SuYin: Squash the tomatoes with the cleaver.
Jared: *Looks around for a knife* No knife wo. *Grips tomato. Squissshhh*

During dinner-
SuYin: He's like a 7 year old in a 21 year old body.
Jared: But... It's a very strong and sexy 21 year old body...

Friday, September 25, 2009

Love and God

"I am terrified of love. I think that true love is not just in loving others but also in allowing one's self to be loved by others."
-Jeannette, my sister.


When I read that on my sister's blog, my gizzard did a little flip-flop and the strings of my gut twanged so hard they nearly snapped. What I mean is that it struck me real hard.

I realized that I've never asked anyone to love me, I've never let anyone love me. I would be willing to die for any one of my friends, and I thought that meant that I loved them. But I never even considered what they would do for me, I never expected anything, I never thought of their feelings, because I thought that being loved was irrelevant, and of no importance.

I've never known true love.

I treat my relationship with God is just like any other. I've never felt like I needed Him, rather I arrogantly promise that if He ever asks me to do anything, I will not hesitate.

I need to realize I need God.
I need to be humble.
I need to be vulnerable.

How hard can it be? All I have to do is throw away a lifetime of believing that I'm invincible.

Thursday, September 24, 2009

The Choleric Sanguine

Description of the Choleric Sanguine by TimLaHaye.

It's the second most extroverted temperament blend, after the Sanguine Choleric. This man's life is given completely over to activity. Most of his efforts are productive and purposeful, but watch his recreation; it is so activity-prone that it borders on being violent.

He is a natural promoter and salesman, with enough charisma to get along well with others. Certainly the best motivator of people and one who thrives on a challenge, he is almost fearless and exhibits boundless energy. A convincing debater, what he lacks in facts or arguments he makes up in bluff or bravado.

The weaknesses of this man, the chief of which is hostility, are as broad as his talents. He combines the quick, explosive anger of the sanguine (without the forgiveness)and the long-burning resentment of the choleric. He is the one personality type who not only gets ulcers himself, but gives them to others.

Impatient with those who do not share his motivation and energy, he prides himself on being brutally frank. It is difficult for him to concentrate on one thing very long, which is why he often enlists others to finish what he has started. He is opinionated, prejudiced, impetuous, and inclined doggedly to finish a project he probably should not have started in the first place.He is apt to justify anything he does, and rarely hesitates to manipulate or walk over other people to accomplish his ends.

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=) So, how true is it? Am I a choleric sanguine?

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

I hate people being in my blind spot.

I can feel someone there, but I can't see them, it makes me feel uneasy and insecure...

Cheng Hong: Wah... Means can't be in a gay relationship.

...

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Wrestling with Peter

We randomly thought of wrestling one day at uni. We used the CF room.

I lost the first round. The slippery bastard wouldn't meet me head on, he kept dancing around like a monkey, finally rushing in to grab a leg to unbalance me.

He stuck with his grab-a-leg strategy for the next three rounds. This made me realize that it is terribly easy to beat someone when you know exactly what they are going to do next.

After that something changed. I'm still not sure what it was, because he still kept going for the leg, but I lost the next two rounds. We were tied 3-3.

It was the final round. I could see it in his eyes... He was trying to give me the "eye of the tiger", but sadly, he was failing. With a roar (grunt), he charged at me, dipping low at the last moment... to grab my leg.

Alas! He grabbed it. Every time before this, whenever he got my leg, he won. What made this round different? What amazing move would I pull to create the needed happy ending to this tale?

I reached over and grabbed the back of his pants. Then I gave him a wedgie.

I quickly spun behind him as he was distracted. I wrapped my arms around him and lifted. As he plummeted to the ground, he cried, "Where can grab paaaannntttssss!!"

Yes Man

I just watched Yes Man. I think I'll try it, for a while.

I will say YES.

Monday, September 21, 2009

Hey Gorgeous.

Yes, I'm talking to myself.





P.S. I'm sorry for the self-loving theme evident in the last few posts. I promise to become less into myself, because lately I've been irritating my own self.

Saturday, September 19, 2009

Business Practice

A friend (named Peter) was teaching me some business practice the other day.

"So, before I do the big business, I do my small business outside first, because, sometimes, when you do the big business, there is some splash-back, you know, and you want the splash-back to be free of any effects of your small business..."

Friday, September 18, 2009

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

What's your underwear colour?

Jenna: How do you do it Jared? Ask tactless questions, and people don't get mad at you.

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Abel: Sometimes I wonder how Kor Kor hasn't been beaten up yet.

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The answer to this two questions is: I'm cute =)

Monday, September 14, 2009

Regret

Ali laughed as he soared through the air.

Then gravity reasserted its authority, and he hit the ground, rolling, then on his feet again, he ran.


"You ran here," Abu said as he sat up in bed.

"Ah, how'd you know? I'm not even breathing hard!"

"You've got that happy twinkle in your eyes," he smiled, "And also, I heard your 'woohooo!'even though your apartment is ten blocks away. Do you have to jump out the window every time? You're going to regret it one day, all that stress on your bones and what not."

He laughed, "Don't worry, I'm invincible, you know."

"You're crazy, that's what I know."


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"Pssssst. Pssssst! Come on, let's go!"

He wondered how Ali managed to shout AND whisper at the same time.

"What are you doing here? It's 5 in the morning!"

Hey... he could do it too after all.

"Let's go watch the sun rise."

Damn him and his twinkly eyes.


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Abu coughed. Abu died.


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"I... never told him how I felt."

Ali laughed as he soared through the air.




The End

Sunday, September 13, 2009

Why I'd be an awesome boyfriend.

Make sure you read the post below this one.

1. I'm tall. 177 cm.
2. I'm very confident.
3. I don't compromise and I stick to my principles.
4. I love getting dirty, but I love getting clean too.
5. I'm going to learn how to cook.
6. I do chores.
7. I like hard physical labor.
8. I'd never expect you to dress up. But I'll ooh and aah when you do.
9. I'd never let you go.
10. I'm very stable emotionally.
11. I'm laid-back and easygoing.
12. I'm not ugly.
13. I'm very nice to talk to.
14. I'm fit.
15. I'd understand when you need space.
16. I'm fun. And slightly crazy.
17. I like long, pointless walks.
18. I have a mind of my own. I'm thick-headed, but open-minded.
19. I like to cuddle.
20. I'm very open and honest.
21. Dogs and children seem to like me.
22. I'm fierce, protective.
23. I love reading.
24. I like vegetables.
25. I don't eat much usually, but I can eat a lot. And I love food. I'd swap and share to have more variety!
26. I'm adventurous.
27. I'd make you laugh.
28. I like learning new things.
29. I want to backpack around the world.
30. I'm very horny.
31. I'd love you.

Saturday, September 12, 2009

Why I'd be a bad boyfriend

1. I pick my nose whenever wherever
2. I have an Enormous ego, and I actually think it fits my awesomeness just right
3. I'm selfish, and will never do anything I don't want to do
4. I smell my armpits and groan
5. I don't cook
6. I dress terribly
7. I'm possessive
8. I'm insensitive
9. I'm Lazy
10. My face is asymmetrical, and my left ear is bigger than the other
11. I have average sized hands
12. I can't play any instrument, I don't even appreciate music
13. I would have a lot of other girl friends
14. I would spend a lot of time playing sports and computer games
15. I need a lot of alone time
16. I would behave terribly at events and functions
17. I walk too fast
18. I'm opinionated and argumentative and I always win
19. I have a mullet
20. I lie whenever it suits me
21. I like cats
22. I like to fight, I'm violent
23. I hate driving
24. I don't listen when I'm busy (eg. I'm reading a book, I won't hear when people talk to me)
25. I like celery
26. I eat from the jar, drink from the carton
27. I'm too reckless
28. I have cold hands
29. I'm not good at badminton
30. I'm anti-social, and I hate crowds

Thursday, September 10, 2009

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Love Never Fails

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails.

- 1 Corinthians 13

Saturday, September 5, 2009

The Perfect Figure and The Media

In my last post, I said that I would prefer an intelligent person over a vapid bimbo. However, at the same time, I would never be able to truly like an ugly, unfit person who actually says "I'm happy the way I am".

Now you tell me, "How do you know your concept of beauty isn't influenced by the media? Why can't people be happy the way they are?"

This is actually directed at Carmen and Suyin! But indirectly concerns JonChu. Go read his post! JON CHU'S POST. *CLICK*

Before I go on, let me ask you, what is the mass media? From the way some people talk about it, it seems like some sentient organism with its own purpose, being able to "influence" the masses and so on.

But it's not. The messages in the media came from someone. Ideas like "You can be happy with whoever you are, it doesn't matter if you're fat or thin, stupid and ugly, you can be satisfied" come from the mass media too. DISNEY! Blogs are a medium too, btw.

So to say that the idea of the perfect figure is a unrealistic depiction of the mass media is unfair, since the idea that one can be happy with whoever you are is ALSO an idea in the media. The fact is, almost EVERY opinion held by the masses is present in the media.

Since I have shown that BOTH opinions are present in the media, we can ask, "Which opinion is correct?" without saying things like "you are wrong because your opinion is formed and influenced by THE MEDIA".

Now, go read Jeannette Goon's post *CLICK* on the perfect figure.

She wrote from a logical point of view, stating that men desire the perfect figure because of its functionality. I agree with her, but I would like to add a little something to it-

The body you have was given to you by God. What are you doing with it?

If you are overweight, and are not happy about it, congratulations, you're not supposed to be. Now do something about it. God gave some 10 talents, while others only got 1. Don't bury it.

If you are happy about it... Google "Dangers of Obesity" Or click the link.

If you do not exercise, if you eat unhealthily, if you do anything you know is not good for your body excessively... and you feel good about it... then I'm not going to bother preaching to you.

But if you feel guilty whenever or after you do such things, guess what? It's your body telling you "YOU IDIOT. TAKE CARE OF ME".

If you are female you should read this.

Knowledge is Power. *CLICK THIS*

Recently, at a Secret Blogger's Alliance meeting (that I was not invited to), I said that I actually would prefer intelligence over physical attractiveness. Now I don't mean that I don't appreciate beauty, in fact, it is the complete person, the entireness of one that should attract people to each other, and claiming that I only look at the inside, or only judging based on physical qualities, would be shallow.

Just click the link.

Friday, September 4, 2009

How to kill a Witch

Walk up to her, it doesn't matter where she's facing. Wait for her to get up. Don't let her screaming distract you, and don't ever lose your cool. Look right into her blood-red, glowing eyes, and blow the top of her head off with your shotgun. It's that easy.

My Shotgun's name is Sarah.

Thursday, September 3, 2009

Pain

It makes me feel alive.

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Humility

I'm thinking about it. God, please teach me how to be the most humble man on Earth.

Do you believe in destiny?

Luck, Destiny, Fate, and the Will of God. They're all the same to me.

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Rules

Rules without reasons were made to be broken.