Everyone has been talking about All I Want To Get For Christmas…
Well, how about turning it around, and thinking, All I Want To Give For Christmas, for once?
A little time, a little money, a little patience… How about a little love too?
I don’t know about you, but there are so many people in our lives that it seems that we’ve seen them forever, we’ve known them forever, yet we don’t really know them.
This might sound confusing at first, but take a look around you, it may be that guard that keeps your house and office safe every day, that nasi lemak seller that you buy your breakfast from every day, the bus conductor that gives you your ticket, or even that guy or girl that sits at that corner of the train every day.
They’re like the closest strangers, ever.
Sounds romantic and fictional, but it happens. There are so many people around us that we see every day, you may notice the change of their hairstyle, the new shirt they’re wearing, the new bag she gotten, the new phone he had, yet we don’t know even know their name.
They are the closest strangers, ever.
Filed under: Life
Tags: Life, people, relationships
An entry on Reddit.com claims,
“A single sperm has 37.5MB of DNA information in it. That means that a normal ejaculation represents a data transfer of 1,587.5TB.”
Very surprising, isn’t it? And what’s even funnier are the replies!
I couldn’t resist, I just have to share!
Fellow blogger Eric Lee was talking about cursing and its effects such as stress relieve, express emotions or even increasing friendliness. Well I loved his post, totally! It is pretty comprehensive, go and read it if you have the time!
One thing I noticed though is that when we Malaysian swear, we automatically add in Cantonese or sometimes Chinese swear words, because apparently English swear words are just not enough.
Fuck is the most common swear word we use in English, and I think it should be the most vulgar. After all it is the most censored word in all western media. But in Cantonese there are so much other variations, “Diu”, “Hai”, “Gao”, “Chat”, “Lan” to name a few. Combine all of them and you can make endless overkill variations.
So, what the fuck, come and lets explore all the fucking words we can find!
There’s always some magic about theater plays that you can never catch in the movies.
Perhaps it’s the intimacy of the stage, that you feel so close to the actors and you can relate to them so deeply as the play progresses.
Perhaps it’s the script and plot, that it is so concise to portray a story with the bare minimum, each dialogue is so well written that you get absorbed without the need for close-up cameras.
Perhaps it’s the environment and atmosphere, where the lighting and music are carefully cued and arranged that it makes you feel much deeper than watching people on screen.
Whatever it is, I’m a sucker for theater plays lately, and The Swimming Instructor is sucking me deeper into the whirl of theater arts.
It has everything, great actors, great script, carefully chosen yet minimal props made this intimate play at KLpac’s Pentas 2 a marvelous success.
Hours had passed since the end of the show, and I’m still lingering on each scene, trying to catch the layers of plots and morals embedded in every moment.
