En este mundo traidor
No hay verdad ni mentira
Todo es segun el color
Del cristal con que se mira


In this treacherous world
There is neither truth nor lie;
All is according to the color
Of the lens through which we spy.

"It is sometimes said that Western economies adopted the welfare state
to save capitalism from itself.
There is some truth to this."

'As economist Amartya Sen puts it: "The invisible hand of the market has often
relied on the visible hand of the government."'

'Paul Krugman says that much of the past 30 years of macroeconomics was
"spectacularly useless at best, and positively harmful at worst"'

"The choice is not between big government and small government.
It is about creating effective government... The size of governments may well have to shrink...
But the responsibilities of government may well have to expand."

You know,
working with certain people,
can really make you feel like killing them.
Infantile ideas,
absurd proposals.
Makes you wonder if you're dealing with a fellow classmate
or a primary school student whose IQ has yet to be developed fully.
And then you'll start doubting the standards of your university
- how did they even get into your course in the first place?
Tons of your JC classmates who could do much better
than them got rejected from the course.
Something must be wrong with the selection criteria.
Or maybe its the quota put in place that 5% of them have to be of this kind.

Btw, you, there's "cratered" is synonymous with "voided",
we do not "crater our proposals to their needs".
I think you were trying to say "cater".

And "archaic, peripheral, avant-garde, impertinent"
aren't profound words that couldn't be understood by most people,
especially your top management since they'd be the ones reading the proposal.
Please don't assume that everyone's abilities are at your level -
just because you need to flip your dictionary,
doesn't mean your boss needs to.

And please stop making me explain every single thing to you
so that you could connect the dots and see the bigger picture.
You're wasting my time.

Go to hell.

I just read about Congolese women being raped militias.
And how they are unwillingly transformed into pawns in this endless game of war.
Doctors said raping is not only a war weapon,
but also a war strategy.
Sounds real crude.
When is humanity ever get over ethnicity and territorial issues
and learn to live in peace and harmony?

Oh and there are bombings in Chechnya, Iraq,...
Why am I not surprised?
I guess this is what they call desensitization.

Sighs

Buenas Noches.

Some friends of mine turn all cynical and bitter about life after being stung.
I hope I won't ever be like that.
I do treasure my optimism, a lot.

I heard from a close friend of mine that my one of my good guy friend
finally got attached officially.
As a good friend of his,
I'd be entitled to know most of his love story
and I am really glad that his traffic light colour finally turned from ever green to red
for the first time in his life.
I've heard of his ambiguous r/s with this girl for more than a year.
But I am also disappointed that I did not hear this good news straight out of his mouth.

I remember a year ago how we were discussing about
us being doppelgangers of each other and it's impossible for us to ever be together
and I remember you were the one who started it.
And you once told me that my over friendliness would have misled certain guys including him.
Recently we drifted apart.
Why do I have this uncanny premonition that
the beginning of your r/s
marks the end of our friendship?
I've always seen you as a really good friend,
a friend whom I treasure a lot
and I could even say that I've identified you as
one of the few friends whom I intend to keep for life.
But that probably is a dream too hard to come through.
Most of my friends drift away after being in a relationship
and in the case of most guy friends,
they just fade off into the horizon.

Maybe you never saw me as valuable friend
or maybe I'm just overly sensitive.
But, do take care,
I'm really really glad you found your love
and I hope she is the right one.
Adios, mi amigo!

Today, I believed in telepathy.

“True friendship comes when the silence between two people is comfortable.”

David Tyson Gentry

I wanna ride a bike there, in those green green bali pastures
and feel my lungs with those in those crisp, clean airrrr.
I think I'd be reborn over there :)

Sometimes I wish you aren't that busy,
but it's alright.
I told you that una vez que un amigo, siempre un amigo before,
you'll always be mi mejor amigo
y mi buenos confesor.

To lose balance sometimes for love is part of living a balanced life
- Elizabeth Gilbert,
Eat, Pray, Love


Life is great :)
I finally got a breather

We are playing with ourselves in our own little worlds.
- Chris

Sometimes I wonder if we're just friends or more than that.
But I'll always wind up thinking,
let's just leave it as it is now.

You know me so well.
And I'm comfortable with your familiarity.

Just because you say it's squashed, doesn't mean it's squashed.
-Sam Willows; C.S.I

Some people say words are replacing feelings, so err... they talk.. a lot,
but nah, I don't think so.
- In your rooms

Today you and I met on the bus.
You told me about your girlfriend.
You went on to tell me about your problems with her.
And then,
you ended by telling me you want to break up with her very badly.
This sounds like a scenario that happened last year,
around this time,
when you sat on the steps
and told me the same thing.

Last year,
you told me you wanna to break up because of conflicts,
lifestyle differences blah blah blah.
But,
you said it was not good to initiate a break up due to falling out of love
and in love with someone else.
This year,
you brought up the same topic again
and that you've been wanting to do that since ages.
But,
you refused to tell me the reason why
the idea of breaking up has been swimming in your mind for so long.
Can't let go yea? I quizzed.
No. You shook your head.

You told me you got really excited when you saw my name on your cca name list
and how disappointed you were when you realised
it was someone else who have shared the same name as me.
Given what happened in the past,
I can't help wondering,
what is it that you're trying to tell me.

You've never complained about your girlfriend to me
except on the night of the "confession"
and today.
So what now?

Dance is the most special thing to me.
Perhaps it is tied heavily to my self-concept.
After all, it's virtually been with me since I was born
- since I was four.
It is the most precious thing I could give.
I wanted to dance for you.
I almost danced for you.
The two special yous who came and gone.
Many people classify r/s as whether they held hands,
whether it was official etc.
For me,
the desire to dance for you
is the best indicator of how strong I felt at that moment.
Of course,
you'll never know.
But it's alright.
As they sing:
We're be marching on.
Thanks for the memories :)

Sometimes happiness is just a facade.
You thought maybe by pretending to be happy
you could make the pain all go away;
you'd convince yourself you're happy and truly be happy.
Self-delusional in disguise of optimism?
More like primary survival instincts.

I wonder why I can't be normal like other girls;
be satisfied with a sweet and caring the other
and live happily ever after together.
Probably I don't like clinging on to a life buoy
just to fill myself with TLC everyday.
This just ain't what I'm searching for.
Like Yang said,
you're either born simple... or me.
Sometimes I envy these girls who are easily contented.
Sometimes I wonder am I just too stringent.
Most of the time I find myself saying there isn't the One, for me.
I guess I'm a skeptic about romance now.
A hardcore one.
All of the time, I wind up thinking,
fuck it,
all these thinking isn't worth my time at all.

I just turned atheist.
All thanks to quantum mechanics
and a Stephen Hawking.

I bumped into you along the school corridor this Tue.
When you saw me,
you nearly jumped out of your skin
and darted behind the elevator.
I can't help wondering why.
Was it my screwed up fringe that stunned you?
Was it the guilt that sprang up on you?
Or was it just you and your socially awkward self.

Well, I thought I saw guilt in your eyes.

Tonight I missed you.
Marina South Pier. Pretty near Marina Barrage.
Why weren't you there when I'm so tired
and needed a ride home?