Of Dislikes And Wigs

I'll let the video do the talking = )

To: CD1105-02 The Prime Time Of Our Lives. Live it.

This post is dedicated to CD1105-02, my class. Oh wait, my family.

When I first set foot in The One Academy, all I could muster up was how much of a pain is it to do foundations and not going straight to my major. I mean c'mon, 14 weeks? That's a lot of 7's.

Looking back, I regret saying that, 14 weeks passed by in the snap of a finger. I wouldn't imagine that the class would be sewed together this close and now here we are, full of sorrow and lament on the last days together.

To be honest, last Wednesday during booklet presentation, this is what I wanted to say, but gave you guys an express version instead. So here it goes:

Scientists have proven that the human mind will lose their creative side as it "matures". So as a regular human grows older, they instill their "logic" to the world. Have you all realized that when we were smaller, everyone in the class knew how to draw, color or pull something interesting out of their imagination? Now that we're nearing our adulthood, how many of you still dress-up? Rant about how your Pikachu can't evolve? Talk about Digimon like no one's business? Or just be a plain goof?

Way back when the boys used to have an obsession for Digimon, Power Rangers and anything that's cool. When we used to swing toy swords around as if the whole universe depended on smacking our mom's leg with a paper sword because she didn't want to buy you an action figure. When we could cut out a prop and pretend to be a superhero, when we would grab a tower, tie two ends and run around the house as if we were men of steel. Way back before the superficiality of pop-culture, the protein formula to increase muscle mass, punches were thrown to each other, taunts were proclaimed, heartbreaks were experienced, before we worried about how we would be able to make a living, worrying that we can't earn much when we registered to TOA. What happened to the time when we just do it and hope for the best results possible, and if we failed, we'd do it again and again.

Way back when the girls used to believe in faeries, mermaid princesses, the power of compassion and of the pure heart. When you used to believe that Barbie was your BFF. What happened to "Girl Power" and the color Pink that ruled them all? When every girl thought that being Alice was just a toy block away, and a pink-colored, princess-themed bedroom inspired by Rapunzel was what you wanted? Before bug-eyed contact lenses, extremely micro-skirts, going gaga for Korean abs and wanting a facade of beauty to hide who you are inside. What happened to the girls who believe in inner strength and beauty? What happened to the girls who wanted a princess marriage?

Life used to be full of color, excitement, and the smallest things could trigger an orgy of fresh ideas. Now coming up with a 2 spread booklet is that hard. If God created Adam and Eve with naivete, then I think that this naivete should be at least kept within our hearts. Ironically I take the Serpent's temptation in the Garden of Eden as a symbolism for the phrase: "I was born smart, education fucked me up."

In my days sitting and lazing around the 3rd floor student lounge with friends, I noticed something. I had an epiphany. There is so much pessimistic ooze crawling to find a host within the walls of college. I've seen people who gave up on studies in TOA. People who try to persuade me to give up. I've seen people who didn't appreciate the opportunity. People who tried to say that it's impossible. I've met friends who's families wouldn't let them take up the design career. But we all know that behind Impossible is the phrase I'm Possible.

Raymond, I know you always got my back, and you're like a brother to me, but man, I'll miss your black humor if we split up next semester.

Bryan, your primal instincts for good music is what I can't afford to lose, the folder you gave me still rest within the depths of my music folder, it's like a blessing. And I'll miss your graphics.

Joshua, your awesome fro will be missed. When will I see the rawkstar who has impeccable skill with a sharpie again along with his concepts?

See Then, your stupidity will be missed, who'd provide my next class with plain humor if it's not you? You're a good friend.

Richie and Gus, you brought my inner child outward bound again. How long has it been since I spoke of Digimon or Yu-Gi-Oh? And now that we're separating, whos' gonna talk about these awesome childhood stuff with me again?

Celine, you. are. awesome. Flat out. You're the only girl I met whom I can be open with so easily, and you play video games, that's a plus, really. Lemme let you in on a secret, your future boyfriend is a lucky man even though you'd drain his wallet, I'm sure he'll love you.

Vivian, you and your Japanese obsession. Who's gonna knock some sense into you that English dubs are equally great? And though I'm glad I won't be seeing Vocaloids after this semester, I'd miss their annoyance, those Spanish bastards.

Pei Ji, I'll miss your cooking if we don't end up in the same class, really. Who's gonna bake for the class again and be the subject of chickens?

Jonathan "Slim Shady" Thomas, you cheesy bastard, I'm afraid I won't be able to see the man with the coke can who looks like a Grafitti artist but loves anime again if we aren't in the same class.

I Ern and I-Vern, you two are very good Tekken players, only few people like you exist, and it saddens me that we won't be able to play another round again.

Chuan Xin, we didn't talk much, kinda sucks = / But judging from how close you are to I Ern and Priss, I'm sure you an awesome person, you'll still be missed. P.S. Don't be so nervous for presentation, chillax!

Jackson, your precision with releasing jokes via song references will be missed. No one's gonna be the Tallman after this I guess.

Priscilla, the kind girl who I rarely see smiling, I never got to see you smile for real though, but try to smile more and get rid of that >:I face next semester.

Shaun, listen up noob, who's gonna be the bauss of the class that loves Lolis? The one with the criticism for everything?

Curtis, your IT side of the brain has some Crytek Nanosuit built into it, who's gonna be the one who helps me with my presentations and videos? And who's gonna tell me stories about cats? meow.

Nick Ho, Who's gonna henshin into Kuuga after this? And who's gonna be the one who tells me of events like Comic-Con or tell me the latest cheap imports from Japan?

Nick Gan, your humor is full of lolz, man. Just full of lolz. And you're a great sketch artist. Even though we didn't talk much, I'm gonna miss you.

Maxe, who's gonna be the one with the awesome laptop that can run The Last Remnant? When can I see it run PROPERLY?! And who's gonna say some weird Korean greeting to me?

Yie Hang and Zhuang Yew, your stuff are brilliant works of art, I'll miss them, really. I hope your minds will be full of fresh ideas.

And from the bottom of my heart I offer you my sincerest apologies for all the wrongs I've done, even though I'm yet to be sure if this apology will suffice. I'm sorry if my jokes went too far from time to time. I apologize for the rudeness that I've projected to certain situations. I'm sorry for being an obnoxious, loud nuisance to the whole class with my loud voice which I can;t keep under control. After all I make mistakes too, I'm human after all.

If our farewell is permanent, I want to deliver you this message, a message I hope that you all will keep for the rest of your days in The One. I'm sure you've all seen the Ambigram I made during the presentation. Some of you might not be able to read it, some of you can, in first try. To those who are able to, congratulations, and for those who couldn't, try harder. It reads "Imagination" no matter how you flip it 180 degrees. Imagination is the steadfast force that could propel you to greatness. It is the infinite source of the peace of mind, and the unwavering power that rests within everyone. You need to utilize this. Think back to the days when we were kids, when everything was possible and the sky's the limit. Rend asunder those who try to get in your way and forge on your pathway to greatness. Because in the end of the day, I realized that my greatest Avalon, my paradise; was my Imagination, ever so steadfast just like all of yours.

These following years in The One Academy of Communication Design, will be the prime time of our lives. So live it.

-Sincerely,

Jonathan Law.

Nothing is true, everything is permitted.

William Shakespeare once said to the world:
"There is neither good nor bad, but thinking makes it so."

Contrary to popular belief, and going by the quote, I say that it's not a matter of which side is winning, or which attentions are more noble than the other. I believe that there can only be one story, one truth that the world needs to know. I believe that everything begins from nothing. Sets of rules such as the amendments of America, The 10 Commandments, The Law and much more are just notions of logic. Life is like a video game, and a video game is a story told from the point of view of a chosen character. That character is known as the Protagonist, and what the protagonist disagrees with is called the Antagonist. And of course the goal of playing a video game is to get the protagonist to what he wants to achieve, often to defeat the antagonist. Protagonists and Antagonists, these two factors are above all, the most contradictory forces of the world. What you see in the world of politics are of course, just like another video game.

Barisan National wants to rule govern the land much longer for their own needs, their definition of good and what the Rakyat thinks as vile and cruel.

And what the Rakyat wants is nothing less then a political revolution for the future of the country, they stood up and gathered in the heart of the city to show that the vox populi lives on, the government thinks it's childish, overly ambitious, and barbaric.

But dear readers, do keep in mind that Malaysia is a democratic country. Democracy derived from the Greek words Demos (Peope) and Kratos (Power). It is a country by the people, for the people. The majority of agreements will constitute the government in its' place. Calling a civilian coalition with a small support from other political groups "illegal" is self-contradicting. The people want nothing less than a revolution in a democratic country, and the government denies it completely and calls it illegal. Bear in mind that this is a democratic country ladies and gentlemen, labeling the majority of people who have spoken illegal is labeling your government illegal. Great job.

The above pictures you have just scrolled through are forever etched into the history of Malaysia. These photos, taken by Al-Jazeera journalists who daringly jumped into the fray of 9/7 are embodiments of the truth. If you'd pay attention to how local papers and news define Bersih as and how inetrnational news channels define them you will be able to see a big difference. RTM1,2, TV3 amongst others say "This illegal assembly" when referring to Bersih. While International news channel say "This assembly". What national television failed to show is the amount of suffering the people went through on that fateful raining afternoon. They did not show how the police kicked a Bersih supporter in green tee sitting there while tear gas were fired, they did not show the spraying of chemical-laced water and tear gas assaults in the compounds of Tung Shin hospital which is in the opposite of my junior high school; SM Stella Maris and St. Anthony's church. They were not aware of the amount of foreigners that were staying at Grand Seasons Hotel nearby. The media did not broadcast the death of a Bersih supporter as he ran for dear life in the face of hounds we call the police. They did not show how a man had a stroke when police officers handcuff him, how officers stood there in the midst of chaos, watching the man suffer as civilians try to free him from the handcuffs the police failed to release. They failed to show the ignorance of the police of not bringing first aid or calling for help, they stood there as the man suffers from his stroke.

The local mainstream papers failed to put in pictures of the ensuing chaos, the blood, sweat and tears, they show clean roads with officers posing in front of the candid camera. And saying it was damned well peaceful. I did not see The Star journalists going into the fray as Al-Jazeera's did.

ladies and gentlemen I do not support the winning team, or the most convincing coalition, I support the truth, and if you hide the truth, I'll dig it up and show it. The police said that there was no tear gas or water cannons fired in the compounds of Tung Shin, the high ranking officer claimed he was there, I did not see a Punjabi police officer in blue turban in the videos or pictures, all I see is water and smoke, could it be a barbeque party by Bersih then, sir? Our great Prime Minister said that the police handled everything bravely and cautiously, no physical contact whatsoever to the protestors. All I see when I search the words "Bersih 2.0" in Youtube are protestors getting kicked, slapped in the face, sprayed by water cannons, punched, man-handled and trampled by the police. They say only a mere 5,000 showed up, but I beg you to scroll back up and do a head count. Watching the government denying what they did to their own people is laughable.

Looking at the bigger picture I see that Malaysia's multiracial community has shown the true Malaysian spirit, chanting the national anthem at Puduraya, pushing back the malicious water cannon trucks back so that it would not harm bystanders, I see them defending their country with my own two naked eyes, I did not see anarchy, at least not by the people. I see people, regardless of age, race, religion and beliefs standing up to what they think is right, I see the truth. The "10,0000 People wants Najib to resign" page was filled with double the original aim of likes in a matter of less than 48 hours after what civilians saw.

The PM also said that he congratulates those who did not show up to the rally since you are a silent majority. If only the main roads weren't block that could get me to Puduraya in 10 minutes, I would have given you all a more solid truth. I regret not coming down in the 9th of July, 2011. For that I admit that I am a failed Malaysian, but all I can do now is to write.

If this was the 1 Malaysia unity our PM sought for, I congratulate him on achieving it, for now I say that he will suffer the wrath of the vox populi. Well done.


Remember, Remember the Ninth of July.

Striking The Balance

This is a general description of Nemesis, the Greek Goddess of Justice. But for the sake of this post I will use this maiden of justification to symbolize something else.

Usually in Greek myth, the scales she has would mean justice, the sword would symbolize the power of retribution and her blindfolded eyes would symbolize her ignorance to nothing but the truth.

Here's my version: The blindfolded maiden herself would mean a naive person who doesn't comprehend certain facts of life. The sword would mean power, power to be anything that person wants to be. Lastly the scales, it symbolizes a "balance". Balance which I will explain soon.

Again a post high-school dilemma is at hand. Here's how high-school graduates of my generation would usually think: "Get to a prestigious college/university will give me a bright future." This is an interesting display of stereotyping and utter ignorance, an ignorance so ridiculous it boggles me how would the future of my generation would be like. To quote from my previous Vlog... "80% of Malaysian graduates are JOBLESS." To drag those who are flying like a G6 down from 7th Heaven, no matter how prestigious, famous, well-endowed in facilities, tinseled in countless certificates by a plethora of well-versed associations or foreign universities, no matter how many graduates became successful after graduating, a good college/university is naught more but a catalyst for your future, not a safety net.

LimKokWing, Taylor's, HELP, and the list goes on. Some of the most well-known universities in Malaysia which people would gather upon graduation is a big exaggeration in the world of education. Allow me to sort things out for you; humans have a strong resonance for cash. Whenever they see products which needs stunningly large amount of cash to purchase, their subconscious would automatically recognize that product as a "quality" product. Humans are also sensitive to statistics. Whenever they see other people approve of a product, or that product helped other people to achieve something, they too will acknowledge that product as a "quality" product. A Ferrari, a branch of Carl's Jr. , a Transformers movie, a Gears of War video game, a Louis Vuitton handbag, a UNIQLO shirt, an Alienware laptop, an Ecstasy pill, and lastly; an expensive institute of higher education.

In truth, no matter how expensive your studies cost you, you'd still start at the bottom. It's EXPERIENCE that counts, even if you have the best weapon in a Final Fantasy game, if you character doesn't accumulate enough EXPERIENCE for a Level Up, you'd still get a Game Over from a high level Boss. Take this fact to real life. Let's say if you are an Architecture graduate of LimKokWing University College, you don't suppose that you'd be constructing skyscrapers and Ziggurats right of the mill, am I right? Would you expect your seniors to approve you for a project just because of LimKokWing's internationally recognized certificate, no? let me tell you a fun fact of life; even the most skilled of designers needed experience to improve themselves and for people to vouch for their talents. A graduate is nothing more than a greenhorn to the industry.

For example, my father is a graduate of Business Administration. He is now 51 years of age, with newspaper cuttings for jobs, with a few decades of experience, his maximum pay was RM8000. A 51 year old. Companies are looking for experience, I can prove it to you. Flip through the jobs pages within your local papers, you'll see that they want you to have experience as a prerequisite for the job. They don't give a flying pig where you graduated from. Tetsuya Nomura has been the character designer for Square-Enix since 1997, first starting out in Final Fantasy VII. To this day his artwork is still criticized for having too much zippers, baggy clothes, leather and beads.

Coming back to the figure of Nemesis, the ignorant individual has the power to be all that he can be. But the scales of balance between a decent education and experience must be in par with each other. Going to a RM80,000 course VS. Experience. You do the thinking.

Peace out,

Jonathan

The Impending Future

Hello my fellow readers, again I whipped out another Vlog. This time with a better camera. Thus affecting the image and video quality for the better. I apologize for the late post. This was originally supposed to be posted on the 25th of March but my Internet bandwidth ran out so I had to postpone it. But without further a do, here's my 2 cents on careers and The Malaysian Mentality.

Logic V.S. Creativity

It has been the popular assumptions of school these days to think that the science students are always superior to art students. Especially in this modern world where diplomas and degrees are prerequisites for careers. And SMK Maxwell has escaped this trend of stereotyping not. But is this assumption truly the ideal mindset for students these days? Ask yourself that.

I have shrugged off this subject for quite sometime and I feel that I should have my say on this. For the curious minds out there, it is the events these past few days that has drove me to post this. Last week it was the mentor-mentee program. But today was very different, it was the day I would officially receive my medal for robotics in front of assembly. (We won 3rd place last week and it was satisfying indeed as we are going to represent Sentul in the KL levels on the 10th of August.) After I entered class, my art teacher asked me "How did you get in?" and I was of course, confused and implored him to clarify his question. He rephrased and said "How did you get into the robotics team?" "Well I was chosen of course." I said confidently. My teacher lowered his voice and told me "Well, another teacher begs to differ, he was asking me why an art student was able to enter the competition." From that moment onwards, I was officially offended.

That lead to a deep conversation that involved me, Amin and my teacher. And here's what's important. This Science V.S. Art culture has been running for quite the time it seems. It seems that the school's hopes on competitions such as robotics, physics competitions (e.g. Rocket-building) are always on the science students. And when no one is willing to go, no representatives are sent. Yet, lo and behold, last year's entry for the rocket-building competition was designed by my own art teacher, and the team won 3rd. If that isn't proof enough that art students are overshadowed, look at our own robotics competition. I was the one giving ideas. Ron; our captain wanted 2 motors to run wheels to climb on poles and 1 to grab on the pole. The question is, how do we make it move back and forth? So, do science students seem all that bright to you? Not until the moment where I cracked the idea of rebuilding the robot from the ground up that we actually started progress.

Of course, I'm not implying that science students are stealing the spotlight. It's just that we art students are treated like useless garbage nowadays. Yet none of these people remember the joy of procrastination we art students choose as a lifestyle. Just because we cannot stand deadlines, doesn't mean we don't get work down. The adrenaline rushing as I rushed my art folio last week was pure bliss. Me, Nizam and a few more were dancing and singing to Billie Jean playing on the radio while coloring at the same time. Finishing projects has never been this good. And yet, we finished it by an extended deadline by 1 day.

Again let's take a look at successful individuals through the times. Bill Gates did not graduate beyond high school, yet without his idea of making the now world-renowned computer software we all know as Microsoft Windows, could I even write on this blog? Then again, would blogs even exist? The late Dato' Lim Goh Tong wasn't an academically exceptional individual. He stopped studying after he graduated primary school, yet, without his creative spark to build a business empire, could we be able to relieve stress every now and then at the famed Genting Highlands? This leads to the fact that when I ask "What career do you want to thrust yourself into when you're done with school?" to my science stream friends, most say "I dunno." or "I'm not sure." So, what's the point of packing knowledge like that if you're not going to use it? 9As mean nothing and you'll just be wasting your final year as a high school student chasing a fleeting dream that's non-existent. "It's important to get 9As." one friend said to me and I asked him "Would you prefer to apply a position as a encyclopedia?" In my humble opinion, even though we have the doors of choices unlocked, what's the use when we don't have a volition, an agenda for our future? It's better to concentrate on what you want to achieve in life rather than being a jack of all trades, master of none.

Knowledge is indeed power, but if it is not utilized, the individual is no different than a plant. If you find this post offensive, I offer you my sincerest and deepest apologies. The rest is silence, my dear readers.

The time of my life.

Most people tell me that I should spice up my life a little. And that's the reason why I wasn't so active in blogging these days past. So here's a few words to summarize it; "The time of my life". I realized that this year was my final year in high-school, and so I wanted to end it with the biggest bang I can ever achieve.

Now some of my friends might know that I used to dance, I quit the endeavor back in 2008. But recently, on the 17th of May 2010, Teacher's Day at my school, I finally took the stage and danced. Of course, the long hiatus from moving to the beat has left me but a shell of my former dancer self. But for the curious cats out there reading this blog, here's the video of me dancing:



I might not be the best dancer, but I danced to my heart's content. By the way, my dance only starts at 2:17, the girls went first, and I'm the guy in the black hoodie and khaki-colored long pants.

Now the real reason why I'm loving life right now is because I have finally found where my scarred heart can be mended and how I can do the same for that person. In other words, I have a girlfriend now. And this time I'm pretty sure it'll work out. You know what, my dear readers? Fate does find it's way to each person, you just have to be patient enough to wait. Despite only being together with her for about a week now, I already feel that I've been together with her for years. And it's safe to assume that we're going steady now. She totally rocks my world.

Other than games and exams, my life is still pretty much that of my norms, but just much more enjoyable.

P.S. Live life to the max.

And to you my dear, te amo per sempre, piu che altro.

Of a father's compassion and holding myself back.

Nier. The single oddly spelled name has made his way to one of my most respected characters ever made. His unyielding persona, and compassion for those around him is hard to come by in real life. His kindness of helping those in need and giving his all to save his daughter, Yonah from the dreaded Black Scrawl disease is reason enough to play the game. Great story, decent gameplay and superb voice-acting. My only complaint towards Nier is the repetitive side-quests mandatory to get cash from, that concludes my brief review of the game I'm currently playing.


Now, some of you may know I've been trying to go after a certain girl, but well, in the end, things didn't work out. And I've come to a realization, that meeting random girls isn't the way to go. So from this moment on, I won't go after any girls anymore. "Leave it to fate." said my good friend; Nathalie. And leaving it to fate I will. For those of you who are in a relationship, congratulations and keep it that way, you're lucky enough to love and to be loved back. Now as I look back, the only people I see are my friends and friends only.

Anyways, ciao miei cari lettori.

P.S. Stay true to yourself.
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Quote of the Day: "Fuck the ass and cover the face." -Arul's solution to having sex with an ugly chick.

6 months till Doomsday and it's still a melodramatic life.

So, it's May. And it's going to be 6 more months until "judgement day" AKA SPM. Not that I worry or anything, since I'm confident from the neck up that I'm gonna ace the test. But what concerns me is the irony, that this very year, 2010; has the most melodramatic turn of events in my life (well, not so much) and those around me.

I mean c'mon, 09' didn't have these kinds of things going on. Like for instance my 2 closest friends getting together, my friend having a bad time with his relationship some people doubting their relationships, some getting stronger, or things like me, this year, having my first relationship and break-up, first time ACTUALLY getting depressed and getting up from where I fell. My dearly beloved readers what I'm trying to say is, 2010 is a year full of drama. I've never witnessed so much love problems in a year before. Heck, if I was a licensed psychologist, I would have made MILLIONS of cash.

But hey, I'm not one who expects ANYTHING in return, never did.

MOVING ON,

well, I AM moving on, I admit it, a few weeks back I fell for a girl, but in the end, I thought that it was worthless to go after her, it's just not worth it. Maybe I do deserve better, and that's why I'm moving on. I don't know who, but I'm sure I will meet the right girl at one point in my life. Or maybe, I already did.

P.S. Love is like a flower that takes time to blossom it's beautiful sight.
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Ciao, mi amici.

Nope, not quotes or insanities today, sorry.

Leadership Camp

Okay so tomorrow I'm off to Leadership Camp and won't be home till Sunday. Trust me, I didn't want to go, but a certain teacher forced me to. It's just a 2 days 1 night trip, so whatever. Well, guess I'll see you back on Sunday. And damn, I can't believe the company that SUPPOSED to handle the printing of the Prefect T-shirts screwed up the color scheme, AND logo size, also they screwed the material.... it just MADE my day.

Also, I changed my blog header picture. It's SUPPOSE to mean that there's always a myriad of thoughts in my head, and I feel like killing myself sometimes.
Anyways, ciao, amici.

P.S. When you meet that perfect someone, there's always a catch.
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Quote of the Day: "It's all in your head" - Ritchie, on my constant paranoia.

Insanity of the Day:

Me: Amin, I think I'm falling for a chick, she's from Raja Ali....

Amin: RAJA ALI?! *sigh* ...used pussy...

Me: Gee, thanks for making me even MORE paranoid.

Amin: *smirks*

Migraine, Fever, Stuffy Nose and Selfishness.

Hmm...10:17...looks like I have some time to update my blog a little, I've been updating a lot lately, maybe it's because I have no one to express my feelings too. As you can see from that large header, yes, I have a nice Happy Meal package J which has the Migraine fries, Fever Drumsticks, and Stuffy Nose Cola. Oh, it includes the Selfishness toy too.

My temporary sickness isn't a big deal, It'll heal after a good night's sleep....after playing some DS. What I wanna talk about is...selfishness.

Yesterday, someone who I just met a few weeks ago, whom I really look up to and respect (identity undisclosed due to certain reasons) was betrayed by her friends. Why? it's still unbeknown. But why betray the person who has gave it her all for one final show before graduation? Is this what you want to reminisce when you grow older? A painful farewell, backed-up with a plethora of negative emotions smothering your mind? Of course not. But why? For all of those years of hard work done straight from the bottom of her loving heart? Of course, humans make mistake, sometimes spawning a myriad of offensive statements. But she had to as she was neglected. No one, not even her spouse stood up for her.

What is this act of ignorance and selfishness? I simply cannot comprehend. After all of which she has done to her circle of friends, and a few words that came off wrong from her lips causes dispute? I can never to see someone whom I care about being hurt like that. Selfishness does not bring anything but brief respite. The next thing you know, dark emotions spawn and the familiar game of back-stabbing begins. Trust me, my beloved readers, I have been through this process, and it does not feel any good, at all, ever.

Speaking from my personal experiences; love betrayed, taking all the blame without any word of thanks, friends taking all the credit, no sense of gratitude towards me, it's all too familiar. At first I was the only one who went through this, as far as I'm concerned but lo and behold, someone was taping her true emotions with lies of "I'm fine." But finally, yesterday night, it wasn't just me and for the first time, I felt like I can help someone get through his/her dilemma.

Remember my dear readers, do not only think about yourself, think of others too, it makes them feel a lot better to know that they are cared. This is not a rant, it's just one of the many thoughts in my mind right now.

P.S. Defy the norms of society.

Hmmm...it's 10:37, looks like I finally found use of my time. And no, I am not disclosing the person's identity, and no, I am NOT romantically interested in her in anyway possible. Period.

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Quotes of the day: "GET SUM." -words on a Modern Warfare 2 Juggernaut's crotch protector me and my friends found today.

"DUDE, I COMPLETELY UNDERSTAND." - Jing Wai

Insanity of the day:

Li Zher: Jonathan~ Jonathan~

Me: Li Zher...stop being gay please...it's disturbing.

Teacher: ....Maxwellians....

Religion.

If you are a narrow-minded religious person, please, do close this browser now. Yes, you too Jane since you don't like my rants.
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Religion, faith, God. I know all of these terms too damn well. personally I'd like to say, "Religion is for the broken, damned, and those who have given up." Personally, I have NOTHING against religion, in fact I think it's a great way to exercise your spiritual state of mind. But The world has made religion into a tool.Why? Read on and you will find out.

This is MY story:

2005, my family was on the brink of bankruptcy, my dad was slandered and prosecuted for stealing money which he didn't, he was pressed with legal charges, payed a total of RM18.000 to his "friend" which was an attorney who loves his money. Me and my mom were chased after loan sharks because one of my dad's old's employers went bankrupt but asked my dad to pay his debts.

My dad's car was taken away. My dad was jobless due to his overconfidence in the petroleum business and quit his old job. My family was forced to stay in First Business Inn in Jalan Ipoh. The odds were against us. But a friendly cyber cafe owner lead us to Menara Megah further down the stretch of Jalan Ipoh, in the 2 1/2 mile mark of it. We got a unit on the 11th floor, which I have stayed in since 2005 till present.

My dad applied as a sales promoter in Mediaplex, to pay off our rent and debts. Things were still bad, my dad's employer stopped paying his salary.... 4 months worth of it. I had to either walk or take the bus to the school or malls. I couldn't watch movies, buy video games or hang out with friends due to money problems. We had to either capitalize on my dad's remains of his salary to buy groceries, or just eat at the Mamak Stall on the floor below.

This kept on going till 2009. My dad was employed to a company that sold a formula that would strengthen one's calcium, thus eliminating some of the terminal illness. My dad's pay went from RM 2000 to RM 6000. We had a life slightly better than before, but after a few months, the arrogant share holder of the company fired him, saying he wasn't capable of working. Again we were on the brink of bankruptcy, this went on until just recently.

Where an Australian company; VitaLife hired him to be the financial manager for the Malaysian branch office, he quickly shot his position up to Vice President of VitaLife Malaysia, his salary is currently RM 8000. Now, throughout the course of the incident, my mother whom I loathe kept praying day after day. Before this when our financial state was decent, she didn't really devote herself.

And now of course, after she has what she wants, she finally gives herself up and become my father's personal slave since he can put food on the table and stopped going to church, and her prayers have gotten much shorter. I once had asked her "Do you only devote yourself to religion during troubled times." She kept quiet. Usually when I won a debate against my mom's foolishness, she would keep quiet, so I was right all along, religion is for the weak.

While I was trying to save up money so my parents wouldn't have to spend money on me ( I had almost RM700 but my mom found out and used it to pay our drinking water bill) she gave up and prayed to her God. I do not give up easily, never had, never will. But lo and behold, a fragile soul giving herself up to "God" when she needs something, there ARE more people like this. Does the world only turn to their God when they need something and forget Him after it?

People call this a "Calling from God" but I beg to differ, I call it "giving up on Life". I went through 3 years of humiliation in my Junior High days, but now, I'm a prefect who my friends can look up to. I didn't need religion for that. A true calling from God is when you realize that faith is the key for keeping a steady heart and realizing that God is not just an entity that helps you through troubled times... as far as I know.

I am what you can refer to as an Open-Minded Catholic, I do not truly devote myself to religion, but I will accept other views of faith and the more logical side of the world, yet I still believe in Heaven and Hell. I also love studying the legends of other religions be it Islam, Hindu or Buddhist. If you were to pray for something to your God and when he grants it, you boast more about your religion, it'll just make you look fatuous, claiming you LOVE your God. But in reality, you love the blessings He gives but not God himself. If this is the way then, I'd say that God prefers Atheists since they can solve their problems without his help. It's funny how when I say "I don't really believe in God" and a random Catholic/Christian would say "Oh no! How can you say that?! You are a sinful child!"

Being overly-religious also makes you a bane of your own existence. Dear readers if you were to believe in one side of the story, what about the rest? At this point, you would always be attached to your own fantasy world and will lose your grip on reality. Giving yourself up to religion is not the way. I'm not trying to turn your back from your belief it's just that you need a reality check, and see the world around you.

Broaden your views, it'll make your life a little more interesting. Here's a fun fact, did you know Shiva's son, Ganesha was made of the soap bubbles? Parvati scooped some up and molded it into a person to guard her as she bathes, But Ganesha did not let Shiva in, not knowing who he was. Enraged, Shiva beheaded Ganesha. Parvati told him that Ganesha was their son. So Shiva commanded his followers to bring animals to his kingdom, the first one to come in would replace Ganesha's head. The Elephant came in, therefore, he cut the elephant's head and put it onto Ganesha's neck. Thus, the visualization of Ganesha was a man with an elephant's head.

If you find this post offensive, please do tell me. This is just my side of the story.

The Vicious Body of Lies we call "Politics".

Yes, Jane, close this tab or go to another website since you don't like my rants.
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Now usually a person of my degree of ignorance wouldn't care less about politics. But here I am, rambling like an old man of the country's flaws. And usually, I wouldn't care about the administration of this dying nation but ladies and gentlemen, when it comes to racial issues, you can be very positive that I WILL voice out.

A few minutes ago, I stumbled on a link posted on Facebook, from my mentor-like friend who graduated last year, Derek Kok. Yes, Mr. Kok the public speaking demi-god. He went AWOL on his blog updates but came back with some mind-blowing posts, 2 of which, had really made me one curious cat. One post specifically quoted on Malaysia's deputy prime minister; Muhyiddin Yassin, who's slip of tongue affected his public image said "I am a Malay first, but being Malay does not mean I am not a Malaysian." From this Derek had clearly assumed that he is contradicting the very campaign of the year that the nation has been running; 1 Malaysia.

As politicians, it's only natural that you have to keep a good public image and Mr. Muhyiddin has forgotten his place. But those 16 words that came out of his mouth had just given us the image "1 Malays first, 1 Malaysia later lah." And now this theory IS supported with a following post, addressing a NGO by the name of PERKASA. Although oblivious to the existence of this organization, it came to me as a generic action for the Malays to take.

I've wikipedia'd this NGO and found out, as Derek compared to... they are truly a mix of Adolf Hitler's tyrannical Nazi movement and the KKK ( Ku Klux Klan) Now for those of you who don't know what all of these terms are...

PERKASA is Pertubuhan Pribumi Perkasa Malaysia. In other words, an non-government organization that seeks to rectify those who defy the Malays, they think that the other races that make up Malaysia, voicing out their views and opinions as rebels and need to be silenced.

The Ku Klux Klan is nothing more than the same thing as the PERKASA, only with an added pinch of violence. The KKK is the long-lived AND very famous group in America that defends the rights of the whites. Thus without reason, seek to punish those who are not of Caucasian decent and this resulted in controversies in the United States, the KKK to this day, still is an active group.

The Nazi, for those who are not clear, the Nazi are the iconic tyrant army of German origins, found by Adolf Hitler, they sought out to unite the whole world under the Nazi banner, with ruthless slaughtering and fearsome propaganda.

Now as you can see, the PERKASA are naught more but those with a superiority complex. This directly contradicts one of the moral values taught in Malaysian education. "Bebas Bersuara" is one of the values of Patriotism in Moral studies. It means Freely Voicing Out. But what we want to voice out is immediately intercepted then viewed and assumed as something of a negative intent yet we just want to let our voices be heard. This was also connected to the protests of the Catholic Church in Malaysia using the word Allah in their Holy Bible a few months back. Or how the Muslims went furious against the Swedish Embassy for "presumably" dissing the Islam religion. Which both are nothing but a misunderstanding yet the government just ignored these happenings. If you want a clear explanation of the Catholics VS. Muslim case, you can find me on MSN, or call me. or even meet me face to face.

This leads to me saying that 1 Malaysia is nothing but a lie, it was an attempted failure. With this much haughtiness within the government and those who claim they are right, we will never be on a mutual state of agreement.

What is the world coming to, ladies and gentlemen?

Don't you all make quick assumptions of me being a racist, because I am not, I'm merely stating the truth.

P.S. Derek's epic new blog is here: http://derekqiren.wordpress.com/

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Quote of the day: "Jon, it was true that I had a hard-on in class yesterday, every guy who gets exposed to coldness gets a hard-on! Just ask em' " -Muhammad Amin Rahim

Insanity of the day: "Ms. Intaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan, what the hell is a daun Palas, Mempelas and Mengkuang? I really need to get this question right!"

The Superficial World.

Oh the world, oh the fucking superficial world.

You know what was funny? The fact that school counselors "council" you on how to get the word A typed 8 - 9 types vertically with the subjects you took in the SPM paper diagonally placed on the left side printed in poor quality that's supposed to worth "a lot" and that my friends is what we call... a certificate. Purpose? To get a good job and a great starting salary.

First of all I'd like to question...what IS the school counselor's job? No, not to teach you Malaysia's marking scheme for SPM. To quote, "they will help you to get through your life, so consult to them" is truly laughable, sure government exams in Malaysia will ensure a great future, I will address that matter later. But seriously, students don't only have exam stress, what about their family problems? relationship problems and what not? Don't they consist of a student's "life"?

Now seeing my friends from Science stream go on a desperate struggle to get straight As and seeing people from my class desperately copying answers just to get good marks in exams is truly one of the most funniest things on earth to date. Now I can't help but to stress this out, the original definition of education worldwide is "To build fruitful and civilized citizens for a country". Now let me ask you, does worrying about a piece of paper make you anymore civilized than you are? If you answered No, you just got my utmost respect. You see, the world has gotten VERY superficial, like Megan Fox or any other "beautiful" women making guys crave for girls who are only all looks, but have they even the slightest hint of the inside of that person? Or companies only hiring graduates of high caliber, now...graduates of high caliber weren't the mastermind behind Genting Highlands or the Berjaya Sdn. Bhd. Lim Goh Tong, founder of the City of Entertainment AKA Genting Highlands was but only an immigrant from China during the revolution of Kuala Lumpur, he only studied elementary school and yet with the creativity he had, he sparked the idea of gambling as a source of income, which later evolved into a large-scale casino complete with 4 resorts and 2 theme parks. And what about the founder of Berjaya Sdn. Bhd.? Let me tell you, ol' Vincent was just a part time worker at a local McDonald's, but look at how far he's gotten. But now? hmph, all the companies want "high-caliber graduates" to take their place? answer me this, I'm planning to be either a graphics/game designer, an attorney or a psychologist, now must I pass my economics, financial studies, history or maths?

Then this is a habit I loathe, which all parents do to their kids, they boast about how smart or talented, or how much of a little angel their kids are, but in reality, those are nothing but pointless conjecture to keep a "good image", like my mom who lies to my aunts and uncles along with my cousins about how I do in school, or my attitude, now I have to be a good little angel to everyone because of her lies. There's a famous Malaysian quote... "Take all the good and throw out the bad" but with only the good, how will people see the bad? Lies begets more lies, actually, the more you try to cover up, the more mean the cycle becomes and when it all falls down, it's gonna bite you hard. Again this leads to how superficial the world has truly become.

Society today thinks that outer appearance defines what's within, that was what Alicia Keys sang in her chart topper "If I ain't got you". Truly words of the wise, those few words in her powerful lyrics just defined the whole world and all that's within it. Society has grown ignorant and all but superficial, times have changed and superiority and position reigns supreme, there is where my seed of loathe for this current generation lies. I once promised to myself, when I get married, I want to be the best father and husband I can be, I want to have an open mind, not to simply judge someone or something at first glance and that resolution is still in my heart at all times. This current generation has already caused collateral damage to the mindsets of today, and if no one is going to stand up for me, I couldn't care less (Quote from Miss Sheila Rocky: You're fighting a losing battle Jonathan, teachers won't stand up for you when there is a major crisis, no, not even your respected Encik Zainuddin or Puan Raja.) , I'll do it myself.

In conclusion, to my beloved readers... be the best that you can be and open up your senses to reality, all things are flawed and cannot be perfect, be yourself and stop being superficial.

Of superiority complex and rights

I'm sorry I haven't been updating my blog my dearly beloved readers, I'm afraid I was too busy with my girlfriend (case is solved), friends, games and school work. But this is something I have stuck in my head that I have to let out to the world.
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As all of you know by now (especially if you're in SMK Maxwell) rumors of me rebelling against out "school principal" has been flying around and spreading ad godspeed. Readers, it's true, I did rebel against Datin Zainab Bee Binti Ismail and I openly admit that. Of course a myriad of insults have been thrown at me like "The traitor", the sarcastic term "My hero" or Afiq from class 5A teasing me with a "what are you gonna do? post on Facebook" thing. Well those who still have any vengeance on me, kindly proceed to my class and tell me straight to the face, it's the best way. But in truth, I don't really give a damn about what you have to say on my actions and behavior, I have my reasons.

First off, I just couldn't take the Datin's superiority complex anymore, they way she lowers teh prestige of her students but ending up saying that it's for our own good gives her the image to the students that she's a hypocrite and that day of the SPM briefing and subject selections, She said exactly this "No, I won't allow you to take any subject due to the fact that you're potentials are limited." How does she of all people know OUR potential, not to call her fatuous, but I think that's rather rude. Not only did my friends from 5A wasted hundreds and hundreds of money to get a proper private education to prepare them for the upcoming SPM, she doesn't care less of our well being. then let me ask you, what ever happened to "Maxwell's Vision" of being a quality school on 2011? Truly this fatuous irony is laughable.

And then, this is what I see in every adult, I even consulted to my parents, friends and even teachers after the incident, I asked them "What about us? Where's OUR student's rights?" they all gave the same answer, all from fear and cowardice, I swear they all said "What can we do? it's her will, she's the boss there, we can't do anything, what if she sues you for the Facebook group?" By that moment I pondered to myself "Surely they jest, what happened to rights?" My friend Cody Rosales from America even said "No Jon, school preps you to know that in this world, you don't have rights." I humbly beg to differ, everyone should be treated with equality in this day and age. And I tend to fight for my rights. Whatever happened to our forefathers who fought for civil rights in Malaysia? The great Tungku Abdul Rahman, or what ever happened the Negro movement in America? countless lives perished fighting for their freedom, Martin Luther King Jr. died while giving a speech just to claim the civil rights of his people, for those of you who are ignorant.

By now, I sound like a dictator, don't you agree? Well, I couldn't care less, this is what I have to say. And let me stress this out one more time, if the superiors want to shun and look down upon me, so be it, but know this, that these "adults" fear us, we the generation who will take over from where they left off, we hold the power to change the world, these hands can shake the very foundations of this world and "Your voice will never be heard"? then I'll MAKE them hear me and make them understand. The Datin wants to see me, that's what Mrs. Raja told me a few days ago and I'm still waiting for her to call me up, frankly, I can't wait to debate with her, I want her to know that we, the students of this institution deserve more than what we have. But luckily, teachers have already begun supporting me, Mr. Rozaini and Mrs. Noraini are already going around to the form 5 classes to jot down those who are taking extra subjects, so if they came to your class, you know who got 3 weeks suspension from the prefectorial board, tainted his good image and took all the blame for your participation in that group. I don't need your thanks and praise. This is already considered a state of euphoria for me, and plus, I'm used to be forgotten, so yeah it's all good.

Well, keep those insults coming, I warmly welcome all of them.

Cheers,

Your sore loser and underdog,
Jonathan Law.

Love

(trust me, as much as I love writing one word essays, I can't go on all day with Love, too many things to write it'll be a thesis)

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How many crushes have you had? How many break-ups? Or how many times has your heart been broken when you hear a whisper of "No"?

What is love? that is the ultimate question, why is it when you google Love, different results show? It's because Love is many things, it's bliss, it's happiness, it's satisfaction, it's sorrow, it's blasphemy, it's a lie, it's the truth, it's a friend, it's a foe, it's heartless, it's caring and the list goes on...

Love, a foolish yet satisfying emotion none other than yourself can best describe it. Sure it's another pathetic flaw we have, but that is what we know that makes us human. Recently, I've been seeing my friends, or their acquaintances having problems in this department. Like Yen Yi's jerk-ass playboy boyfriend who broke up with her just because she was joking. or Teck Hui's friend (who I find quite attracting) who got dumped by her deluded boyfriend who can't think straight. Or Ritchie's crush who got together with another guy. Or me myself with last year's incident.

The question that's still burned into my mind is "Why do we STILL do it?" No matter how many break ups or rejections, we still WANT it. What makes it so addictive, being with your loved spouse? Why do we still want to love? Is it the famous "You'll get your lucky break" mentality? or is it because we need someone in your life?

And next there's doubt. Imagine this, you're a teen between the age of 16 and 17, and there she was, the person who is just "right" for you, you get to know the person and develop deep feelings within your heart. But in the end your efforts are for nothing as that person scared your innocent soul, marking remembrance forever. Then suddenly you meet another person and try again but one day you receive a message from your old crush / now best friend saying he or she has broke up. Ponder for a moment....what will you do? The one who's been through a lot with you, one who has an unshakable bond once made or the one who shares most of your common interest with "FRESH START" written all over him or her?

Sadly that was a decision too though isn't it?

Why does love hurt? That is another question I have. Why is it every time when you build something, it always crumbles and breaks you down leaving you alone and sad? Love, the more you build the worse it's going to feel after it all comes to an end , when the rest is silence. Still on the bright side, that's when we know we're still human, right?

Truly an enigma to the human mind, this emotion still sways from it's definition, "What is Love?" it's like asking the meaning of our existence, the answer always unbeknowst or changed from time to time. Alas, the right answer is always what you think it is, because what you think will come true.

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Why did I write that? Well when there's something on my mind I'd best let it out then let it linger for too long, plus it's to show Teck Hui I have better English than he thinks, so there, HAH!

This is it , no more hiding.

Look, I'm sorry I've been posting weird messages in my blog okay? I apologize to everyone who was TOO involved in it. It's just that despite my "woohoo, I couldn't care less about the world" nature means that I don't have personal problems, I've been through tons of heartbreaks, really. Bet'cha didn't know that huh? Yeah, for the record, I had approximately 5.... I think, I forgot. Well, anyways, I'm back and no more emotionally crappy posts. Well, you might wonder, why did I like.... shift back to my old self. Well lemme tell you why.... the full story, WARNING, it's LONG.

You see, I find heartbreaks really stupid and I don't usually get hit hard by it, a day or two should suffice. But this time it was kinda different, you see I really love this girl, I really do love her, always had, it's still going on now. I got a big NO before, but that was last time, back when I barely knew her true colors. But as I got to know her, I found out that she's really a great girl, Though small size-wise, but she has a big heart and an open mind. And we became the best friends we are today. Hey, I even got to know the whole family =.=lll Aaaaaaaaaaanyways...

Yeah, I'm not gonna mention who she is, but she's definitely the the most attractive girl any guy would hope to meet, her determination, dry humor, courage, compassion, outgoing-ness and her kindness is what makes me adore her so. She's been in and out out of relationships, we helped and supported each other through our troubled times and came out on top, growing closer which each hardship faced, her tears were my sorrow and her happiness was my satisfaction. Till recently where she got out of a relationship that couldn't work, I tried my very best to get her back on top, and (hopefully...) I did and in the process she slowly became my first priority, no secrets were kept between us.

She told me she wanted a boyfriend one day, I (of course) resisted to suggest me, and just watched her pick the boys she liked one by one forcing a "wow" or a "cool" out of myself. 'Cuz I and nothing more to say. And 2 weeks ago, she made up her mind, finally found a guy, and it hit me unexpectedly, I was like "WHOA! You for real on this? I thought you didn't really like him." She's like "Yup." with that determination in her words, I just had to agree with her. Then The week of the Merdeka holidays (which was last week) she got a sudden bitchslap from the past and couldn't sleep. At 12 AM I was about to get my personal gaming time privacy, a call came in, it was her, I'm like "WHAT?! *closes PSP*" and picked up the phone, trying my best to comfort and hopefully it did work. And something really unexpected happened..... I told her, that if she really needs someone by her side, why don't I take her on a date that Friday. And she said yes, I was honestly in shock....

So time flew.... but like 2 days before I took her on that promised date..... she finally mentions the guy again and they got together, hence the mark of my emotional posts because I was seriously opening up myself to her again and I felt that I was being used just as a stepping stone. I was really sorry about that. And after they got together for a few day, I was encouraged by 2 other pals to just tell her, to lift the burden out, so I did..... indirectly. Seems like she's bound to him for life, so I gave up there. The next day though (thanks to my BRILLIANT friend; ZARRAH MARIE MORDEN) I was SO busted, she told her EVERYTHING. So the girl was feeling guilty and tried to make up for it, I was still in my emotional state. I told her (for her sake) to just forget it and she said "only if you would draw for me, draw me what happens if I never said no to you." So I did...... I did it with passion, putting my heart and soul into it, referencing to a great fanart of Final Fantasy VIII.

But....after I did the rough sketch, it hit me..... that this....beautiful vision....would never happen.....EVER. So I hurried up with the outlining, not caring one bit to shade it and captured it, sent it to her, she started to comment on it saying it's beautiful, I was actually really happy on how she likes it, but I also hated it, because it will never ever come true, considering the circumstances. Hence the previous post.

Then today, Me and Zarrah were talking about stuff and suddenly a subject of her obsessive ex came up, she told me to read his whole blog, I did, and that's when my eyes were opened, he was stalking her every move, blogging for redemption and pity, I grew aware and if that's what's gonna happen to me, I'll stop blabbering immediately. I also heard the song Remembering Sunday from his blog, caught me on right on the spot and downloaded a high quality 10MB version since it had me written all over it( song and lyrics are at the next post).

So this is it, I've spoken the truth to the naked eye, NO MORE HIDING, I have a new resolve and I'll finish that picture! And yes, to the precious someone who (I hope) will read this, I will always be there for you no matter what. This is it, nothing lies hidden beyond here...

It sucks, doesn't it?

Hey, there's this fine line between being an awesome friend and being someone's bitch/slave, y'know? I just noticed that in these few days.

It kinda makes you go "Oh god, you're such a bimbo." when you're some back-up plan right? Y'know, being someone's play-thing for entertainment then later being tossed away like garbage. I know, I don't usually post like this, but this is the only way I could express my thoughts, sitting here on a chair,in front of my computer screen with my PSP right beside me, blogging right now.

I've been given one lesson too many about this matter. When someone seeks comfort to you, calling you at the stroke of midnight 'cuz they can't sleep....(especially the opposite sex) do you know what comes next? No, not some solid friendship/love (opposite sex only) but somewhat of a betrayal.

Haha, what am I saying? I'm just a fool to be someone's bitch. Frankly, I'm starting to hate it. Being labeled with noble titles like "bestie" or "best friend" or the more cheesy "my angel". "You'll get your lucky break, I did." was what one of my good friends said. Girl, trust me, before you say that, you're gonna have to know what life throws at you, 'cuz I don't see what's gonna come. How could I get into this mess for the 4th time? Lucky break my ass...

Now I know, I can only find refuge by playing video games or whatever, it was better to be anti-social from the start, eh? This is it, no more. I swear I won't pull any shit stunts like this anymore. What I'm trying to say is; she's breaking my heart....not just once( and I'm not the kind of guy who'll yap about it but now I feel like it), and I don't want her to know this, or else she'll feel guilty and starts getting all emo and tries to make me feel better, and I don't like that, I want her to have a happy life, that's all.

I beg your pardon if you were expecting a jolly, happy-go-lucky post from me, and I apologize. Now if you'll excuse me, I have some pixelated people who can defy gravity to slaughter, rather than let someone I truly care for play with my feelings like this, she just doesn't know or REFUSES to know how I feel about her. In the end, ironically, Final Fantasy saves me.

What love should really be....

Well, look at society today people.... stuff like "dude!!!!!!!!! this girl is hawt! Im hittin' on her!" or.... "like....OMIGOSH! he's such a hottie, think Im gonna go after him" Seriously guys......what....the....HELL!

Teenagers nowadays only care about the looks....biceps, triceps, hair-do, face, abs, breast, curves, and posture. Think about it for a second.... What if.... you ( a guy) successfully "obtained" the most popular, hawt, just plain sexy or whatever... girl as your girlfriend... what do you do then? You got her.....so what now? That's because you only dig her looks than her heart. I mean think about it..... what if she only uses you as a "friend with benefits" or maybe she's unfaithful and just a total bitch inside? (This works vice-versa too)

See? THERE'S your problem people... you only want the looks....but what about the inside? What if you love her, but she only love your looks? Or she's madly in love with you, but you don't see the bigger picture?? hmmm? Do both of you even match up in terms of things of interest or even really have feelings for each other?

That's why people, you guys just have to learn to appreciate, know and love a person's persona more than their looks, SURE looks are also a good thing, but thinking of coupling as a "Take a look at my boy/girlfriend! Mine's hawter than yours! blek !" lemme tell you, that's a bunch of crap! Have you ever thought of their feelings? Have you no heart?

So people, please, try to act more rational next time? please? Love your boy/girlfriend, they are also humans, with emotions.

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Okie dokie then....I'll leave this lingering in your minds now. Jonathan signing out!

What a simple "Hi" can do....

Well, nothing interesting happened to me recently so Im gonna post something we all can relate to...
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Now, have you ever though that you're lonely? hmmm? not enough friends? want meet someone new? wanna try to hit or meet someone that you have a crush on...?

What do you do when you're in that kind of situation? I'd say, the best thing you can do is approach that person, be confident, throw em' a handsome/sweet smile and say "hi". Look, I know this sounds dumb, but c'mon do you know what a "hi" can do?

If you're planning to meet someone, you...of course have to have that one single catalyst to make the magic happen, be it just friends or crush-to-be's. You gotta try to start a conversation with them. What to talk about? why not go like "hey, I've noticed you've been playing that same game I do" or "hi, those look heavy, mind if I help you carry it?" and I know, these stuff don't work all the time, but you gotta try. You might be suprised with the outcome, you'll never know right? Who knows? a conversation might start out!

Now whatcha gonna do when a conversation with someone new comes up ? why not talk about yourself and ASK them about themselves! Find stuff you both can relate to.^^ And even if you get rejected or something...just move on with your life, don't live in the past. NEVER LIVE IN THE PAST!

So you can never know....what a simple greeting can do.....
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Well, it's not really all that, but I hope it'll suffice! Actually this is dedicated to my friends who are still shy being in the public eye.... so yeah.