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I came across an unnerving comment a while back go on the Ismail blog. See I had placed a title called “We Are So Jakun” relating to this post here and this post was purely out of fun, which had no ‘bad’ meaning to it at all. So what has gotten me a bit peeved is this person who I’m sure has an opinion of his own.. suddenly decides to say that the title I had given to the piece was considered racist and being discriminative. I for one am a person that doesn’t like discrimination. Don’t let me stop there though, I would like for you to read what he/she said.
What a disgusting title. Is it really necessary for someone such as yourself to be using the word ‘Jakun’ in that context so shamelessly? Are you not in the least aware of its racist connotations? I expect better from someone participating in a play about a man whose ideals would have never allowed for such terms. Ismail himself detested the word ‘nigger’, and he would have been appalled by your usage of the term here, as well as sorry for the indigenous clan from whom the term originates from. Shame on you for your ignorance. – blogger
I do not usually like to pick on something but this I would. For you are pointing out to such an accusation, which I do not accept, without even reading the post in it’s context. Maybe it’s not a norm.. and you are not use to it… that could be my fault. I apologise for the fact that I had used the term ‘jakun’, but in my own defense this was in the context of one saying oh hey I’m feeling very .. in awe about the orchestra… for lack of a better explanation but that is what i had meant. It’s like as if I have been coming out of the earlier days in history… imagine a person from the 1800s looking at a high end gadget such as the handphone. Obviously he would be in awe. Do you get my meaning now? The context of it was not meant to be anything at all racist or even remotely mean. If anything at all it was because i had a lack in my vocabulary. So you know what.. yeah shame on me for being ignorant to people who do not know how to take a joke. For the sake of others not having to get the same idea, since there doesn’t seem to be any freedom whatsoever in writing, the title has been changed.
This is what gets me annoyed sometimes.

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You how you say a woman can multi task a lot easier than a man. Yes it is true – for some. But sometimes I really hate multi tasking. Especially when it involves people asking me to do things which is not really my job or purpose anyway and yet I help them anyway because i’m doing it as a favour. And then when I do that favour, they start rushing me. The thing with a lot of us, is that we are impatient, and because of that we always end up asking people to hurry up. Finish something up faster. Come on move move move, what are you doing just standing there doing nothing. And then even worse is when they ask you to hurry up cause they want something out fast, and you can’t do anything about it.. because hey the net is down or there is something wrong with the computer. Like it kena (got hit by) virus or maybe the comp hung. I mean arrrghhhh…

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Sometimes I would almost think we don’t have even enough time for some ‘personal business’. Hence we just bring it all out with us.

Then worst of all, is because you multi task too much, i get very frustrated and then i can’t really focus. When you can’t focus you end up making mistakes or your brain will go on a freeze and you just can’t seem to think straight. Just….. arggghhhhhhh…. enough!! . . . . To multi task or not to multi task. That is the question!
It is just one of those days, where I don’t know what to make of things. It’s 12.37 and I’m tired. But what has got me even more tired, is that I’m disheartened. Why? Because I keep hearing about negative about something, which i’m trying so hard to fight for, I’m trying to get involved and get myself out there as much as I can in what I hope to do. And it just really breaks my heart when people tell me that I can’t or that it is not worth it. More so I would hear this from the people around me, those that are closest to me. And it really just annoys me at first, but after a while, i’ll get upset over it. In my heart, at some point maybe I want to be in denial and just have some faith that what I dream for can someday be a reality. That there is a reason why people fight for certain things in life and it doesn’t matter how painful it or even how ridiculous it is. But it’s what they wish to go for. I’m debating here between passion and career. Really why work all the time, if it is something you don’t like. Why even bother? And so what if the passion you yearn for, makes one come home late at night, makes one have to spend countless hours waiting, or makes one just spend hours of preparation. I’m just disheartened about how opportunities just come by so slowly.
Money is the root of all evil. Or so I heard. And for the most of it, I think it’s true! Why do I say that? What makes a man fight for his life to survive? What drives a man to want to bother getting up everyday? What is the biggest cause for fights may they be economical, political or social situations? What makes a person tick for the rest of their entire life? What causes the whole world to be in utter chaos, when shares go tumbling down?

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Money should just be burnt, so that we won’t be troubled by it. :S I am a bit tired, how all people are ever trying to do in their life is for the sake of money. Granted I shall admit that I have been born with a bronze spoon in my mouth. But what have you been trained in school to do ultimately? The nice version of this is by saying “Oh it’s so you can become a useful person to society”. What they actually mean is “To teach how you to one day become a person that can make money.. doesn’t matter how, you’re just suppose to make money so you can carry on living.” Everything is for the sake of making money and why so? Because without money, you can’t darn well survive. Take for example how we blog. When was the last time we blog for the sole purpose that is the freedom of speech. That it is the place where we aren’t easily touched and we the individual can have a sport where we can express thoughts in an open manner. When was the last time, bloggers stood by with one another for the sake of doing some sort of good out there? Yeah ok there is the whole BloggersUnite thing. That’s great…. But of late all I have been seeing are blogs that are just trying to leverage to make sure that they have enough traffic so that the likelihood of ads being click is higher. Asking some of you out there, who are staying in the same country as me…how many times have you asked our Nuffnang, Advertlets, GrabmyAds and whatever other advertising medium out there “Hey where are my ads? Can ya bring more in?”. If the ads come in, they come in. It is no secret the whole point why we all joined Ad Services is because we wanted to make some extra cash. I’m digressing on the fact, that people do stuff for the sake of money these days. The sucky reality is that you can’t do anything when you don’t have money. People I find sometimes are a slave to money, because it is either they do not have enough to sustain them or they always want more of it. Ooo money makes the world go round. Sigh everything is a business, you can’t run from it. Nothing is ever really for the sake of doing it because it can possibly be fun. I feel like such a prude saying all this. Next thing you know a few posts from now I’m going to sound hypocritical-if I end up talking about how to drive more traffic into a site or how one can earn more money with their blog or whatever. And why would I write something like that in contrast to this post? Because I have to sink to the thing people double my age love to call “Reality” and think of ways how to make a living so that I can sustain me sitting up right on a chair and not faint from lack of food… Me: Hey money! Money: Hey you! Did you know that you can see more of me if…. Me: Bite ME!