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Overwhelmed

Have you ever felt like the whole world is against you?

Like there is a conspiracy that just wants to see you trip over with every step you walk?

Like whatever you do, things will never be the same?

Like it is impossible to focus on the little things because, the other little things just keep piling up on you?

Like postponing everything sounds like the best idea ever?

No? Yeah, Me neither.

Bloggin' Madness

The more I do it, the more it becomes apparent. And I have noticed it for a while now but this blog means a lot to me.

The Hongkongkook blog or "Sitt Happens" has been going on for almost a year now and so far I've gotten more than 50 blog posts with this one being the 53rd. The name, "Sitt happens" was also changed a couple of times as I remember. I once called it "Sitting here in a boring room" but that didn't stick much to me so I changed it back to "Sitt Happens" which was first recommended to me by a dear friend.

With an average of more than 4 blog posts per month, it appears that my blogging has been on a role despite my incurable laziness. But when I look more into it especially at my Blog Archive which states the month and number of blogs on that particular month, I actually saw a pattern. The first few months I got this blog starting, I tried to make it work. I blogged a lot, about many things especially my experience in Hong Kong which was why I started this blog anyways. A lot about the experiences also involve the female sex, which it still does and I'm not gonna change that...cuz I'm obsessed about them pretty much.

After my first semester at HKUST, my blogging rate dropped since that was a harsh winter break for me. And it sunk even more when the next semester started cuz I was in a deep emo-state because of someone...who looks damn good in a blue corset
after that, I picked myself up because I had good friends, and bad ones to remind me of what I'd hate to be. So my blogging pace also picked up and landed at 4-5 blog posts per month.

So that's my blogging journey so far. I gotta say, I'm going to keep doing it just because we've made such a connection now.

Something Awesome

Here I am sitting in front of my laptop making a decision whether I want to switch my major from Computer Engineering to Computer science or not. A lot of people who I talked to about having this problem don't even know the difference between the two. To tell the truth, neither do I. 

On the job listings of my university's website, they post jobs for students in different majors. Some jobs require Mechanical Engineering students and some require Civil. Many of the job postings require EITHER Computer Science or Computer Engineering students so I know that which ever I choose, it won't affect the first job I land very much...but I don't want to think about that.

I have a few friends who chose to study Engineering only because they didn't know what else to study. They told me something among the line that they don't want to go for Business so Computer science/ Mech engineering is the way to go. I'm not that guy.

I chose to study Computer Engineering because I knew very well what I want to learn. Computer science however focuses more on something I'm good at and also gives me more freedom in my electives so I can minor in Business easier if I swap.

And that's always what it's been like. I know either choice isn't the wrong one which is why it's a tough decision to make. And whatever choice I make, it won't change the course of my life.

So why do I think it's awesome that I'm making this choice? Carefully and thoughtfully.

Fudge Muffin

"Fudge Muffin," is a nice word. I like this word a lot. I sometimes use it as a replacement for the F-word while a friend of mine, Jamal, uses the word, "Fish." Of course to me, "I don't give a flying fudge muffin," sounds a lot better than, "I don't give a flying fish."

Me can haz Fudge Muffin?

However, according to Urban Dictionary, a website I check out every once in a while just had a new definition for, "Fudge muffin," not so long ago and it means something....something. So yeah, not too happy about that, but I don't give that much of a fudge muffin about it. 

Why does it matter? Well not much really...I just thought it would be kind of funny to either see Cee Lo Green or Lily Allen perform live on stage together singing, "Fudge muffin you." This is starting to sound retarded huh? Let's move on to the next thing on my mind besides this then, "money."

I don't like money...but in the past many years of my life, I have been hearing a lot about it. I know it exists since long ago. My first encounters with money was back when I was around 6-7 years old when I actually start remembering things, I was given a small allowance everyday and always spent it. One day, I was given the wrong amount because among the coins hid an ancient one that's of the same size of one that's worth more....Coin issues are kinda hard to explain, but bottom line was, I went home hungry from school that day and actually cried to my dad about it. It was a simpler time then when the only equation was, Money = snacks during lunch break. Trading was simple, both buyers and sellers have a mutual agreement. No third hands, no stealing, no ripping one another off, no disagreements and if you're lucky, the snack you bought would have a cool toy inside.

More than a decade later, 'money' got complicated or maybe I just got to know 'money' better since the longer you know someone, the more you learn about their flaws. Because 'money' has been around in many forms since ancient times, it had a lot hidden under the blanket. I found out that 'money' means work. Woop~dee~doo! Not surprising of course, but I had to find out also that work doesn't always mean being a good guy and earn money by helping others since most of the times, it means being greedy and taking everything you can get.

I also found out that everyone wants money. I remember something I read from a book which the name I have forgotten. The book described a friendship of two people as two merchants from far away towns meeting halfway to trade with the things they have gathered along their journeys. Unfortunately, merchants nowadays would just trade with money. People trade money for things they desire and work for their desire of more things. Money seems to be in the middle of a greedy cycle and that brings forth thefts, corruptions, betrayals and any form of vices for people to gain more money forgetting the simple fact that...you don't need it.

Economic crises are the best time to see how far people would go for money. The recent one in the States is now affecting the whole world but what saddens me are not the greedy people causing it since it is no surprise that people are greedy sons of bitches. What saddens me is the guy who woke up one day so depressed about becoming poor from this crisis that he killed his family and himself to avoid living broke through the financial crisis (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jZiwMRvPP9A) and similar stories like this.

I wasn't born broke. In fact, I have had a lucky life being born in a  financially stable family. We're not the luckiest, but we don't care, but I can't say that for everybody. There are times that I am reminded of my financial limitations in life...especially since I start going to study abroad and make a few mistakes that took a lot of financial toll. It makes me want money. I want money, I do. But I don't need it. That much doesn't change and I know that even if the whole world goes broke, it still won't be the end. In fact, being richer only means that you get more luxury in life especially in this fast paced 21st century, but our ancestors lived just fine with sticks and stones. Not to say we move back to stone age but I think the whole money thing is a bit overrated which is why I kinda like studying Economics. I am taking a whole different approach from one of my best friends from the states who practically told me that he doesn't want to be rich.

To be continued

Leaving KL

ok, So I have a feeling that if I don't finish writing about my Malay trip soon, I won't ever finish it. This feeling is of course coming from some of the other stuff I feel a lot like writing about right now...but since I feel fine coping with them right now...let's deal with some unfinished business first shall we?

On the third day of  my trip there which was also my last day in Kuala Lumpur. Daniel and I left our hotel and headed to Masjid Jamek on foot to meet with Cedric. He showed us to a local Indian restaurant of sort and I had Roti Canai there with Paneer Masala. Seems like people there have Roti Canai a lot too and not for lunch or dinner either. It's more like either brunch or snacks for Malays. In Thailand, you can find some cart selling 'Rotis' on the street usually with lots of condense milk and sometimes banana/egg. In KL, you find these more in a restaurant type and they have it either with sugar or Dal. 

Afterwards we left to walk around KL. We walked through a natural reserve area in the middle of KL and headed straight to Kuala Lumpur Convention Center (KLCC) where you can see the Petronas towers up close. It was a hot day to be traveling on foot but it was an enjoyable day anyway. I always love exploring a place on foot rather than riding in a car since you get a lot more details on foot and you can stop for a lot of things too.

Not actually peeing

Can't believe this is actually a drink...Kickapoo
Masjid Jamek

We said our good byes to Cedric after the third day is over because Daniel and I were leaving Kuala Lumpur on the fouth day's morning. We were heading to Penang stopping at Ipoh on the way at Daniel's house. Daniel's dad was driving us and he offered to show us around Penang since he goes there quite often. Crossing over Penang bridge we began to see Penang and all its glory. Penang was a beautiful town with marvelous ocean breezes all the time. Spending a night in Penang reminds me of a trip to the southern part of Thailand I had before and walking around on the street at night was fun too. Daniel of course were admiring all the hot tourists around us as well :P