Archive for January, 2009
Dwindling
by jon laa on January 12th, 2009
Because we live in a democratic society with restrained freedom, it is difficult to figure the extend of our rights. And while others fight for their share of voice, I will be contented with my seat before the screen.
Just as much as they do not want to be changed, and will like to have themselves respected, I will appreciate it if they likewise do not advocate changes.
In your right to fight for acceptance, they are fighting their right to homophobia.
The conflicting opinions and the advocate for change is deafening, and annoying me. Nobody sees the reflection of themselves in who they are fighting. Nobody realises their theft of respect while they fight for respect.
Is there choice?
Individualism may been collectively cultivated into differing school of opinions, that their fight for their voices have found themselves to be unified into another’s voice.
Moving on, I wonder how much of a voice an individual in the society have when the society is constantly engaged in being right. Do they not realise the absence of silence, the prerequisite for themselves to be heard? Now, who is their target audience? And who is left to listen?
In the midst of all the brouhaha, they should perhaps realise their painful screams of despairs are going unheard, because nobody listens.
Nobody.
Until they shut up and finally agree on who should be the only one speaking.
Books
by jon laa on January 11th, 2009
The only other times I heard of AK-47 were in novels.
My craving for information, for words, to be enthralled, remains unsatisfied. I searched for the only harry potter book I ever had, which was borrowed from a primary school classmate whom I am sure I will never meet again, only to realise it has gone. Probably into trash. I never finished the book, it was boring.
Friend is a word we loosely used. Person with whom one has a bond of mutual affection. Oh, then he is my friend no more. But I know his name - joel.
And so I picked up orynx and crake by margaret atwood. I am in for depression, again. “It is the strict adherence to daily routine that tends towards the maintenance of good morale and the preservation of sanity.” Indeed.
Morning. I woke up in tears to appreciate the life I live better. I will like to consider myself contented with what I have, especially in relativity to others. There may be times when it seems my life’s situation dimmed in comparison to others, but we always know it is shining somehow. I cannot explain.
It is easier to tell them how much you love them when they are no longer around.
I will leave my ideals for another entry.
And would you please remind dr brian of my existence if he crosses your path sometime later in your life? It is increasingly difficult for me to continue my grip with the emotional nomadism.
Discovery
by jon laa on January 11th, 2009
The first time I ever heard of AK-47, and know for once what it is, was in an art gallery.
Oops.
by jon laa on January 10th, 2009
Only tenors look at the pictures of tenors-want-to-be and go “ewww… he can’t be a tenor.” And true enough, he is a baritone.
It is slightly mean, but I don’t really care. That is probably one of the tenor, soprano syndrome - we don’t care.
I don’t have anything significant to say, because I just don’t.
On the bright side, I survived voice lesson today and I am very proud of myself. It may not be entirely great but I am sure progress is there. I just need lots and lots of time, even though time may not be at my disposal.
Did some reading at borders the other day and I totally enjoyed myself. Back home, I am trying to finish thousand splendid suns. Powerful book.
But I really love baritones, like erwin schrott.
Ill
by jon laa on January 9th, 2009
Fever still perpetually comes and goes, with a cough waiting to surface.
Everything will be better without them. The nose is turning stuffy as well.
I need to feed my hunger, and rest well while the medical leave last.
Back
by jon laa on January 7th, 2009
to work, not good health.
On the bright and not-so-bright side, I am collecting my first digital camera in a few hours!
Pfft.
by jon laa on January 6th, 2009
I hate it when the money turnover doesn’t turn in my favour.
O.m.g.
The thermometer says 38.
Balaam
by jon laa on January 6th, 2009
Bailey tends to stop suddenly on the way back from our runs and she will stare at me with totally fear-filled eyes. I have no idea what’s the cause of it but it certainly reminds me of balaam and his donkey. And so I was fear-filled too. But I guess it is probably the house with some nasty terriers we were approaching that induced that effect on her.
I am trying to finish up my herbal tea so I can call it a night. Feeling terrible, achy and all.
And feeling more terrible to realise somebody is using a camera with my ideal technical specification. Best of all, they won it from a contest.
Tsk!