Thursday, July 21, 2005

Conquoring The World

...of food

><I love food, I love to eat, in fact, if I look into my future, there's definitely food in the picture. I'm not talking about the shadow of a life-sized cheese burger at the end of the tunnel. Neither am I implying that fried maggots, or cow tongue is ever coming within a 5 mile radius of my presence.

><Imagine though, travelling the world and tasting secret recepies of old women and their metal pots at the crack of dawn, manuvering a feast for sundown.

><Okay, okay so that sounds too much like an old cowboy movie, where the indians are going to roast the people for dinner.

><In actual fact, I can't quite imagine nor perceive what food I wish to taste, because before I heard of the Maldives, I thought I had tasted all there was. In my mind, everything that tasted good had been mass produced, preserved and exported, maybe even sent to your doorstep with a click of a mouse.

><Boy was I ignorant...there is more food hidden throughout the world than we could ever imagine, different types of cheese, chocolates, vegetables, meats, breads, yogurts, milks, fruits, and as I mentioned above, there's no possible way that I could ever know what someone's grandma is cookin' up for midnight snack.

><I shall never be able to try everything, but I believe that if I keep thinking about it long enough, it'll happen.

><Or I could start by conquoring Malaysia, and then Thailand, and the rest of Asia, then India, Australia, and the soon....I shall conquor the world!! Muahahahaha....Who's with me!?

Monday, July 18, 2005

Perceptions Of A One Eyed Pinecone

><A weekend is never really a weekend unless it's packed with wining, dining, sporting, dating, loving, hating, coffee-ing, tea-ing, lotsa talking and last but never the least, a dose of contageous laughter with each of the abovestated.

><In the short hours of the weekend's end, two wandering souls drasticly encountered a mass of painted characters. It was practically a marathon of social antagonism.

><A persuing businessman, reaching for the art of music. Scientist turning Lawyer. Soon accountant literally allergic to meat. Seeing crocodiles while diving.Twenty-seven year old students on the path to seduction and rape. Sixty Grand-Aunts and Uncles. ~!!Twenty-Seven Siblings!!~, and a partridge and a pear tree.

><Our Side Dishes include, an undecided hermit who's line says "Yes, right now is good, but I'm busy right now"...Confused? Exactly my thought. Blistering bare feet on cement while directing a round orange object into a hole.

><And for dessert, one Mars, two Jupiter, and a Pluto Minute ~ One Earth Day.

Wednesday, July 13, 2005

A Concept

I read this guy's Blog, and I think it's an interesting concept. Check it out. My comment is...

What if everything that we see is actually a distorted version of the real thing. Perhaps what we perceive as a clear image is just a blur of an image. Perhaps we're all just a blob but everyone has been trained to see a figure. Haha what a concept to rattle your brain.

Tuesday, July 12, 2005

Control - Or Lack Of It

><Okay, it all boils down to getting into a girls pants. It's either, get into her heart...then get into her pants, or just plain old get into her pants.

><The point is though, is it a womans fault if a man desires...her? Whether it be her mind, body, or soul.

><Did the women 'lead him on'? If she did the case would be that all women are leading men on. The miniscule of wearing a short skirt, or even a top would be an act of seduction?

><I think that all emotion can be controlled...thus the fact that a man can't control his emotions, or that his emotions are being sub-conciously controlled by a woman, is in fact the fault of no other than himself.


Would It?

><Would it be my fault if I could turn you on?
Is it a girl's fault if a man falls in love with her?
Some people ask, why did you go out with him if you didn't like him?
My question to everyone is, how would you know whether you like the person if you don't go out with them?

><When you go for a date, sometimes it works out and sometimes it doesn't, that is called for. When your date comes back to you the next day with any of the following comments : -

1. I like you.
2. I love you.
3. I have feelings for you.

><Or anything in that area, you can never really grasp where they're coming from. There is such thing as love as first sight, and it's great when it happens for real, but when every guy you have dinner is saying that, you begin to wonder whether it's your pants they wanna get into, rather than you be continued...

Would It Be My Fault If I Could Turn You On?

Merril Bainbridge, Mouth

I feel like I've been blown apart

There are pieces hereI don't know where they go
I don't know where they go
Kiss me on my salty lips
I bet you feel a little crazy,but for me
We'll be famous on TV

Would it be my fault if I could turn you on?
Would I be so bad if I could turn you on?
When I kiss your mouth,I wanna taste it
Turn you upside down,
Don't want to waste it

I jump on you, you jump on me
Push me out,And even though you know I love you,
I'd be inclined to slap you in the mouth
When I kiss your salty lips
You will feel a little crazy,but for me,
I'll be famous on TV

Would it be my fault if I could turn you on?
Would I be so bad if I could turn you on?
When I kiss your mouth, I wanna taste it
Turn you upside down,
Don't want to waste it

Would it be my fault if I could turn you on?
Would I be so bad if I could turn you on?
When I kiss your mouth, I wanna taste it
Turn you upside down, Don't want to waste it

Now will it be my fault if I,
Take your love and throw it wide,
You might restrain me,
But could you really blame me?
And you will feel you're blown apart
All the pieces there will fit to make you whole,
And I know where they go

Would it be my fault if I could turn you on?
Would I be so bad if I could turn you on?

When I kiss your mouth, I wanna taste it
Turn you upside down, Don't want to waste it
When I kiss your mouth, I wanna taste it
Turn you upside down, Don't want to waste it
When I kiss your mouth, I wanna taste it
Turn you upside down, Don't want to waste it

Friday, July 08, 2005


><Some people say that in times of trouble and panic, I stay considerably calm. It may sound simple, childish and a little dumb, but my solution to everything is the little train that could. I remember since I was the age of three, I was intrigued by the little tain that could. All he had to do was to continuously tell himself that he could. " I think I can, I think I can, I think I can."

It may sound rediculous, but I have incorporated this into every situation that I encounter. In my teenaged years, little trains were an embaressment, more so when I am now an adult. But the truth lies in a little train that thought he could.

When I am in a situation, I think about the impossible solution so much, I begin to see other possibilities. Other solutions. Thinking about something repetitiously, allows us to develop as many ideas as possible to solve the problem. Thus the problem will always be solved and there's no negative thinking that leads to panic.

I consider this as determination. When you are determined to do something, you dont give up, you dont say that things are impossible, you dont come to a conclusion that you have lost, yet think of how you can lose less.

><I can too coz the little train could.

Wednesday, July 06, 2005

About Friends & Foes

><Sheish, what are friends? I've had so many people in and out of my life, I can't really decide. There are so many people that I have considered as a friend, and there are so many people in my life that are called friends but in actual fact they are not, no offence. Friends are not the people you say 'hi' to everyday, they're not the ones that you have lunch with, nor the people you go out shopping with once and awhile.

><I guess friends are the ones that you can talk to about anything, they are the ones who laugh at your jokes, yet are able to tell you that it wasn't funny. Friends are the ones that give in sometimes yet stand strong with their ideas. They are the ones who are able advise you yet allow you to make your own decision. Most importantly they will not judge you.

><They will keep your secrets, yet would do anything for your safety. They are the ones who are interested in your every thought, in your every ambition. They are the ones who entrust their lives to you. Who let you hold a piece of their lives without fear.

><Friends are the ones who'd sacrifice their last penny for your fiendish ways, who'd spend an hour extra just for you.

><But after all that has been said, the question is not who your friend is, but to whom are you a friend.

The Works

><I get up in the morning almost too late to reach work on time, much less early. I get into my car, turn on the air-cond, wind down the window, and look at the clock. If I'm lucky I can see the time showing 2 minutes till work starts and 45 till I can get my car parked.

><So I get into the office, reach under the table, and press a button. This is the beginning of work. I stroll into a workshop in which I see my hardworking technicians and operators have already started doing repairs. After a good morning to all, and reciprocated smiles & stares acknowledging my tardiness. It all begins.

><In everything that is done, something is bound to be wrong. A lot of time is spent in correcting errors. But this is the way and I will not argue that point.

><I know a man who cannot accept errors, a man who takes every precaution to prevent errors. He spends so much time engaging in preventive measures, he misses the point that with this time he could have achieved 10 other things.

><I guess some things have to be compromised.

Hi! I'm echez!

><Before we begin down the mysterious path of rainbowed life and painted love, we shall journey into the past of a long path leading forward.

><Ipoh, Perak is where it all began, a little girl child sprung into life, never to anticipate the future that lies before her. Fled to the land of jungle vines, mango leaves, and rabied dogs, Papua New Guinea, she began to learn her ABC's. Storming into a cactus mounted desert, orange grooves, and thinking 10, being 9, the Arizonan way of life. Migration hit once again, Hong Kong, where power walks and rooms were but an arms length.

><And Malaysia chronologically, Ampang, Setapak, Taman Melati, Damansara, Cheras, JB and PJ. Kampar/Ipoh, Perak.

><This is where it began, this is where it continues a new beginning.