I totally forgot wat i wanted to blog abt.. Apparently its nt impt enough, thats why i forgot.. So here i am anyway, just wanted to rant and complain abt life... Seems like everything is revolved around money.. Everything that i want to do, need to do, involves money... And the fact is, there is not enough to go around... Talk abt learning econs, we learn all abt the "Budget Constraint", but fact is the constraint dun move around any old how... Prices dun just fall overnight, and angbaos only come once a year...

Time is Money, so is Money = Time?? Guess the person who came up with this sentence/equation really knew what he was talking abt.. Time is limited (24hours.. totally not sufficient), so is money.. But why are we so pressed for both items? We exchange Time for Money, Money for Time, and end up in the grave with neither.... Such a waste of two impt resources... Might as well donate some to me...

But yes, all this ranting will not solve anything... Only getting away frm the com, and actually picking up a book will my grades improve...

Perfect.. Wat exactly is perfection? Had cell just now, and one of the reoccurring phrase is that perfect people are weird, and the un-weird people are normal.. Watched Black Swan, and the last words of the protagonist was that it was perfect.. Guess she was referring to how perfectly she portrayed her role in the play that she danced in... But ya, it takes a weird person to do a perfect deed..

There was this one person that did things differently. He claimed that he was God, put saliva on a blind man's eyes, kept quiet when asked to talk, talk when asked to keep quiet, carried the cross and died for being innocent. Now this guy is definitely WEIRD.. But if the definition of weird is perfect and vice versa, this guy is definitely perfect to the core... Not that i am encouraging anyone to spit at other ppl eyes, u get my point la...

So wat is perfect? In the context of the world we live in now, being perfect would most prob be not making any mistakes.. To get zero demerit points in a driving test (like how Johan is praying now, i hope), or to get 120/100 for an examination (my lecturer goes on and on and on forever and ever abt bonus marks..). That is the quantification of perfection.. But looking at it from a relative perspective, isn't perfection that little bit more that u do not have? Like it will be perfect if i were to be typing this on a MacBook Pro instead of my mum's Compaq laptop cos my com died (Sorry, fairly pathetic example, cos it would really have been perfect..). Or it will be perfect to get that 1% more just to pass the examination!! In the case, perfection will not be 10 out of 10, but rather that little more that will satisfy us.. So does the problem lie in the dissatisfaction of the human heart over whatever little we have? Or does perfection really matter?

So if Satisfaction is Perfection, how Perfect should someone be before they should be Satisfied? But that's not for someone to think abt after a long day of driving lessons + work + cell...

Revival

Guess this title fits the post more than anything... Been so long since i ever blogged about something.. Guess when the ways of the world takes over, and people get caught in the endless rat race (wonder why they call it that, why not other nicer cuter animals?), u dun really have the time to sit down and do all these.. By all these, i dun mean thinking of things to blog.. I mean actually sitting in front of the com and typing all these out.. Yes, i'm supposed to glue my eyes to the books now, but glue is bad for the eyes, so maybe i'll continue typing...

Guess Daniel's death brought to light the limited time we have on earth. Every moment so precious, every breath bringing us one closer to our due date. This is one of the main motivations of the me jotting down my life somewhere. Not just for my death, but also for me to look back on, to remind myself of why i am who i am right now.. During the funeral, i was so baffled by an observation.. The greatest moment of a man may not necessarily be when he is alive, healthy, standing at the top of the stage. His greatest moment was in his death, when people remembers him, remembers how impactful his life has been on their own. Truely, it still amazes me to see how work can still be done even when the person has left.

That aside, i just watched 'Black Swan' awhile ago.. Didn't know that it is supposed to be a psychological thriller, isn't it about a swan?? Anyways, the movie taught me that i shld nt stress myself out too much, otherwise i might end up having gay sex with an imaginary friend, and kill myself after that.. What an impt lesson for someone who's totally not willing to put glue in the eyes...

Guess that's it... A post....