I went to the Salvation Army two days ago with some of my classmates. Well, I think we all did the typical thing any visitor will do- clean the place up, hang out with the kids and take some pictures. And, Yes, I didn’t quite enjoy it. You see, the thing about charity is you have to mean it. If you don’t mean it, you seriously wouldn’t find gratification in doing it. Plus, hanging out with kids isn’t exactly in my natural history. It is however, an interesting visit. I have a sneaking suspicion that some of my friends really did enjoy it. The question is ‘How’? It is bemusing and amusing to see how some of my friends can really get along with the kids there. Some of them were being chased around for no apparent reason at all. Later, I was told that you don’t need a reason to chase around somebody. Now, that is a true awakening. In my attempt to have some fun, I think I had a certain amount of successJ. There was this kid that tried to catch my arm to wrestle me-to no avail of course. Then, there came along another kid in an attempt to rescue his friend. He ignorantly put his arms around both my legs. Now, I have two little brats hanging all over me. Ah, yes… charity! I do realize of course, the importance of helping out someone that is less fortunate. And I was quite astonished to see how those little kids can be in high spirits to see some visitors. Again, the thing about charity is, you have to mean it. I am totally fine with donating food and books or money but to hang out with them, was a challenge. It does look easy but trust me mate it’s not. Kids don’t lie. They don’t know how too. Sad! If they are impressed, they smile and if they are annoyed they, grimace. The kids I encountered tried their very best to ignore me except for the two that tried to start a fight. You see, charity is essential and it would be awfully wrong for the public to think that it’s not. So many of our kind out there needs such support, be it financially or emotionally. So, just drop by for a visit, donate some stuff and have fun. It does make a difference.


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Ladies and Gentlemen,
I honestly can say out distinctly that I have recently witnessed the worst ever production in the history of cinematography. Yes, you’ve probably got that right. I have just watched Harry Potter’s third movie with my friends for the second bloody time. First for Jacq’s birthday and second for Sarah’s birthday. I go to such extend to entertain my friends requests. Well, after all, it is their birthdays. Again, about the manmade catastrophe, it’s undoubtedly the worst I have seen. I have never really been a fan of movie theater but this is way, way beyond my anticipation. It is utterly revolting. I think there is no need to say more, don’t bother watching it.

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I figured it’s getting a little difficult to think of titles for my entries on this blog. So I have decided to number them unless of course, I am unexpectedly struck by an idea for a title.

My sister questioned me about the purpose of national service in my country since she claims that most people wouldn’t want to go and the government is forcing our younger generation to do so. Yes, perhaps this thought is something we should all ponder over. Questions such as:
1. Why is the government forcing us to do something we don’t want to do?
2. Why should be do what they ask us to do?
3. Is National Service going to be successful in instilling patriotism and promote national unity and integrity?
4. Since 11 years of public education is not at all successful in what NS is trying to do, what make those who are in nice blazers and jackets think doing 3 months of work is going to work?

And, so, I answer some of these questions.
The government has no intention at all to force its people to do something they are not willing to do. The idea of National Service did not just struck them just because they have a sudden urge to torture people. The thought of National service was put to action by the government because they felt that there was a need to do something with the teens.
Well, we cannot doubt that the modern society is lacking in morality. People, you have to understand that Malaysia is a multi-racial country. Unity is the foundation to the country’s success. Some of you might not want to go for the 3 months of torture but there is a need to. National Service is just like paying tax. No one wants to do it but you have to do it.
I cannot assure you that NS is going to be successful in instilling patriotism and promote national unity but I cannot assure you that it can’t. Yes, 11 years of education did not work but three months might work. Just like any other motivation courses e.g. Personal Development Leadership course by Dato’ Lawrence Chan and motivational talks by Anthony Robinson, the duration for such events are not more than one month. What makes you think paying RM800 for a 5-day course is going to change your life and how you manage it? National Service is free. I am a member of St. John Ambulance and I have never been interested in it until I went for a 5-day camp for some basic training. After five days, I know almost everything about the organization. If you think 3 months is not going to work then, try another 11 years of service. If that doesn’t work, nothing will. Some people naturally realize the importance of such activities organize by the government, most don’t. To start something like this will not only need money, it takes a lot of preparation and a lot of time. The government will not give all this up just because they want to force their people to do something they don’t want to. All I am saying here is that National Service is carried out with a good intention. I have never doubted the fact that some might dislike it or even hate it, but the outcome and the results of national service is in the hands of those who took part.

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I had lunch with a friend the other day after much hesitation .We went to a place that really sucks. I had … iced lemon tea and we didn’t eat much. The problem to the occasion was obvious to me that it was the food and the place. The problem for my friend on the other hand, was me. Well, he claimed and still claims that I’m killing all the conversations. Ah! Then again, I have never mentioned about starting one in the first place. It came as a surprise to me when he threw some really absurd questions at me (we’ll get to the questions later…). I thought it was totally fine that he had mono word replies to all his questions. After all, he doesn’t really need to know the answers to them. Those are just harmless questions but I don’t enjoy answering them.

Him: How’s your mum?
Me: Fine.
Him: How’s your dad?
Me: Fine.
Him: How’s Jay (my dog)?
Me: Fine.
Him: How’s school?
Me: Fine.
Him: How’s this, how’s that, how’s her, how’s he, how’s it?!?!???
Me: Fine. Fine. Fine. Fine. Fine. (sigh) Fine. Fine. Fine. Fine.

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That was how the whole one-hour of our lunch meeting was. For me, it was nothing atypical. It is, to him, however. The thing is, he doesn’t need to know how my mum is or how my dad is because I don’t want to talk about it. It’s unnecessary. Like I said before, it’s harmless but I just don’t see the point to it. So, there I was, killing all his conversations. He had a serious problem with that, or it appears to be that way anyway.
Then come the questions.

Him: I have a question.
Me: I don’t want to answer it.
Him: Why not?
Me: Because, I don’t want to.
He asked anyway…
Him: Are you just being yourself or are you trying to achieve something?
Me: Achieving what?
Him: You know what I mean.

After long hesitations… I answered.
Me: Yea.
Him: Yea, you are being yourself?
Me: Yes.
Him: ok. You react differently to different people.
Me: Yes.
Him: And you call that being yourself?
Me: Yes.

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So, it ended there. The thing is, i really do not have a problem talking less. I want you to know little about me and i'm definitely not too interested in you (unless of course, you are Michael Schumacher or Tony Blair or Simon Cowell).Exactly the same reason why i don't talk on the phone for hours.
I guess when you are with you closer friends ... those you are really comfortable with, conversations will not be a problem. I can sit and not saying anything for hours while hanging out with a friend and still think i have the time of my life. Zero problems. Zero troubles.
Maybe i just don't like talking to him. Maybe i have nothing to tell him.
Maybe i just don't feel like it.

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