I’ve finally moved to my own personal webpage. There’s my blog continues although I think it would be easier to keep updating here as well. The page isn’t that fantastic but at least it allows me to add images in my posts and I have direct control over everything. For those of you who hates Friendster’s blog with a vengeance, head on over to http://georgewongtzewen.photomalaysia.com
My entire left jaw hurts. I mean seriously, it’s a wonder I’m not sick yet at the pain I have to endure endlessly. And I’m not even sure if it’s my tooth or an ulcer but it definitely feels like a combination of both. The pain has intensified that it hurts my left ear and it seems like it has infected the bottom of my tongue. Yesterday night, I fell into a deep slumber ignoring all my daily routines just to get the pain out of my head. Luckily it worked but I gotta compensate today. Sigh…
Work is seriously getting to me. My mental state is stimulated to the point that mules laying stagnant for 12 hours begin to look interesting to me. I seriously need a change in my current environment. Thankfully, work here is flexible and I get to come and go as I please although there are certain limitations to how much I can abuse that freedom. Still, I’m not one to abuse my freedom much and I’m hoping to see some things happen in the near future.
After doing Hanna’s one, I thought I set up mine just for kicks. If you’re free, head over to http://kevan.org/johari?name=georgewongtzewen
Most people don’t realise it but in actual fact, I don’t have a mobile phone at the moment. I’ve been using the review phones that have been coming in to my office and trying my best to not purchase one until I’ve purchased some other items which are more important to me. Those who know me know that I need a phone around me all the time and this is no easy feat.
Who am I kidding, I’ve been spending it on camera gear. The day before yesterday, I bought in total RM5000 worth of camera gear and I’m completely broke. And honestly, I don’t particularly need them, I’ve been using my cousins and my brothers wedding as a reason to rush the purchases and now, I’m stinking broke. I guess I am human after all but those who read my blog obviously know that. Or, they think I’m a walking rodent but who can say what my readers think, eh?
In recent months, a lot of different doors have opened up for me. Let me be frank, I’m practically playing with fire with the things I do but I guess what’s done has been done. Not much I can do to change things other than to walk forward with my head held up high and focusing on building a future which I have envisioned for myself.
A lot of people do note believe that dreams can be made into a reality. They only go as far as, “I dream of dating Grace Park” and leave it at that. Okay okay, I want to date Grace Park. But seriously though, how many people would actually do that, right? They’ll just stay back, call themselves stupid and keep on staring at that poster till their eyes drop off. The negative side effect would be that when they say, “I dream of becoming a millionaire at the age of 25″ and again they do the same thing and scoff the idea like everybody else.
Ever read self-help books like from the Rich Dad, Poor Dad series? Most of these type of books share the same theories and one of them that particularly stands out in my mind is that they all believe in the ‘bearer of bad news’. Bearers of bad news are everywhere. Quite literally, your own parents might be it. For every great idea there is out there, a million and one people would say that it’s a stupid idea. It’s at this point that you have to consider taking a risk. Do you follow their words like a lemming and agree with their statements or do you go against the grain and choose to follow what you believe is doable. However, if you have the intelligence of a pink tutu-wearing donkey, I suggest you follow what others say. However, if you have enough intelligence to understand the reasons for a road rules manual, it should be enough for you to trust your judgment on certain (what may seem like) far-fetched ideas.
Right now, I’m following a dream hoping to make it into a reality. The hard part is trying to get support for what you do when most people (who are a bearer of bad news themselves) would not agree with your idea. God has given us a way around this problem which is the ability to lie. In business, lying is not a sin but a tactical superiority that you use against other lesser beings in order to further your company’s gain. For me, I draw a line by lying up to a point but making sure that it doesn’t hurt the other party involved. I’m somewhat like borderline lying and deception. Make of it what you will but in this world, it’s either you be the strongest mentally (or physically, it still works nowadays) or kill or be killed. You can choose one part or the other or remain a lesser being for the remainder of one’s existence.
There is a loophole to this idea whereby one follows a more artistic route and makes one renowned throughout the world for their creative talents. The downside to this is that you have more than one thing working against you. In Malaysia for example, the majority of people are not attuned to art so don’t start asking people to appreciate art here, they can’t do it very well. I admit, I’m one of these lesser beings although one may think I am not. I’m not going to draw much emotion from a picture of a very basic fruit. To me, it’s just a stinking fruit, ok? Another is that more often than not, you have to die in order for people to appreciate your work. Unfortunately, I rather be alive than dead when I’m famous or powerful so I rather choose a different route.
So what does all this babble have to do with not having a phone? Simple. Today, I don’t own a phone, but that doesn’t mean I won’t be owning a telco in the future. Or you gotta do is believe… and not listen to all the jackass unreasonable opinions around you. Make your own judgments, don’t follow the words of others blindly without asking the question why. These type of people who can’t even ask a simple question like why annoys me.
