Socialist.Banter

"So you are a SOCIALIST?" - a tutor.

Perhaps i am.

Perhaps i do believe in the need to be aware and work towards the betterment of others than just myself.

The way i see it right now, people are so caught up chasing mere material wealth, in the name of finding happiness.

Problem is, it will never be enough.

The promises of happiness last only as long as when "better" promises of happiness appear.

Worse still, at the expense of others?

Some may argue that it is okay.

"So long as we "progress", it is okay to have some people suffering.
At the end of the day, we have indeed "progressed". "

Id say, "FCUK YOU."

Think about it.

Greed takes place.
And that results in the various wars and conflicts and whatever not.
And soon, we are going back to our primitive ways.
Killing/Admonishing others, without any sense of guilt.

And at the same time, the planet that we call home is dying.

You call that "Progress" ?

Make use of your sense of humanities please.

The world will be better off, without people unconsciously supporting the art of finding gratification in Brand Logos.

It is already unfortunate enough that people find meanings to their lives in mere man-made objects.

Democracy and Capitalism is indeed over-rated, if not tools of the Devil itself.

It is a pity this picture of a Socialist is being used for mere commercialised agendas.

But, Id still like to believe, there is Hope.

BROTHERS

Khairi.Hisyam.Khairulddin
(Ramlee.Sudin.Ajis)

ive.no.time.for.BGR

Pic taken on the train ride home on Wednesday 241007

Me. Tongue sticking out.

...

Why the need to smile in conventional pictures.

Dont tell me the answer.

Suffice that you ponder it to yourself.

...

Yesterday.
I was told im weird.

I have a warped sense of both pessimism and optimism weighing on both extreme ends.

Whatever rocks my boat. I know.

Never assume the traits of one's self.

It is never absolute.

Never concrete.

Appreciate them as they come.

:)

...

Again, the same color for the meeting.

Haha.

God can be funny.

;P

sharing.values

"...
The basis for developing this Singapore identity was to identify key common values that all racial groups and faiths can subscribe to and live by.
Outside of these Shared Values, each community can practise its own values as long as they are not in conflict with national ones.
The main theme underlying the set of Shared Values emphasises communitarian values and reflects Singapore's heritage.

Nation before community and society above self: Putting the interests of society ahead of the individual.

Family as the basic unit of society: The family is identified as the most stable fundamental building block of the nation.

Community support and respect for the individual: Recognises that the individual has rights, which should be respected and not light encroached upon. Encourages the community to support and have compassion for the disadvantaged individual who may have been left behind by the free market system.

Consensus, not conflict: Resolving issues through consensus and not conflict stresses the importance of compromise and national unity.

Racial and religious harmony: Recognises the need for different communities to live harmoniously with one another in order for all to prosper.
..."

only after years ive left the primary and secondary school education system, only now do i bother to find out about the Shared Values.

bah.

teddy.madness

Kitty.&.Teddy
dont wonder why i decide to post this up. i just feel like it.

HW101 tutorial just now made me think. (finally)
about the idea of madness.

there's a little bit of madness in all of us.

its whether we choose to let it out, or contain it in.

the person standing next to you in the mrt, or the fren tt you tot u knew, may end killing you in less than 5 seconds later.

:)

Black.Bag

Last seen : SURIA KLCC (Malaysia) in March 2007
Description : Black Adidas 25th Anniversary Leather Bag with Handles and Straps


I want this bag. But there does not seem to be any in the local adidas shops here.

:(

14.oct.reminiscing

14.10.2006
then was then. now is now.
:)
although we almost killed each other, it has always been a pleasure having you around.

Loads of Love,
Khairi
.
.
.

"okie Khairi, go back to yr freaking assignment and get it over and done with."

"YE! YE!"

what is schizophrenia?

timed.out

time.

i thought i was in control.
i realise im not.

its races ahead of me.
leaving me in the lurch.

dazed.
zombied.
stoned.

before i know it, seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks has passed me by.

suddenly the exams are coming.

where was i all these while?

its like, id never really existed.

...

"its not as much as how we want it to be."

someway somehow tho, there are things tt can stand on itself against the odds.

and it still amazes us both, about the lil, but many coincidences we share. even yesterday's.

;)

(id noe u'd be reading this)
*blush*

and perhaps reason coz i could read u so well, its may be coz, we are similar.

...

Time.
how much there is, depends on how much youre willing to work for it.
if only Time is on my side.

aah.

stop dwelling. and start on yr HW101 assignment.!

bah.

...

oh yeah. to tt Adam dude.

: not fair! u get to noe i exist, but i dun. lain kali nampak kena tegur. wherever/whatever u may be doing. wajib. tak buat dosa. hehe

4th.oct.2007

okie. this kinda late. oh well.
4th october 2007.
didnt attend tutorial, instead went to national library to do my own studying.
6pm. off to get the cake at bugis. deposited it at the restaurant, as part of the surprise plan.
made my way to sultan mosque.
met up with the rest.
made our way there.
eatz19.
a fusion restaurant. my mum would be gleefully looking thru the menu if shes there.
ahh, let the pics do the talking. :)
oh yeah, pics taken with afiq's N73. coz both dja and i forgot to bring our cammies along.

the drinks come in these. i had cranberries.

wedges.

soup. tastes a bit like mosque porridge. delicious tho.

my dear sis aisyah, the birthday girl! :)

me and afiq

the ladies. kak imah, sis aisyah, dja

kinda forgot the names to the food.sis digging in. cute rite. mwahahaall love baby... all love... :)
sis and the cake.

blow it. :P

the ladies

the guys with her


happy 29th birthday sis. i love you. :)

sub-com

The NTUMS Business Sub-Committee 2007/2008.

May our endeavours are aimed only for His Cause and to seek only His Blessings.

Amin.

zombie.pose

after a lil bit of euphoria rushin thru me and stuff, these coupla days, today, i felt a lil bit tad different.

somehow, everythin during the day, seemed like a dream.

from the moment i went to yishun mrt at 8am in the morning, juz to top up my sisters' ezlink card, to the moment when i was in the train on the way back from school.

urgh.

daze.

unconscious.

i remember myself giving crappy critical comments during tutorial.

yes. somehow, for tt hr, i couldnt really control my mouth. someone should have juz shoot me, and i wouldnt really mind.

then something happened. its as if my mind juz decided to shut down by itself.

rite to the meeting after tt, and thru the ride home with jason.

im there. but not there.

perhaps, i dont haf the mood for freakin anything.

so, imma let myself be.

argh.

save me.

(and most of my freaking readings are untouched)

someone's dad's words kept ringing in my mind. at least, for this moment as im typing this.

"man can be logical, yet not rational. and he can be rational, yet not logical."

...

this morning, till abt 3am or so, had a chat with a phantom fren. ;P

kinda deep. and we opened each other's minds.

unfortunately, my mind is slowly slipping off the things we talked about.

help me?

reality.overdose

reality is only confined to one's perception.

i love playing a game to ppl, especially to those i have not met offline, to whether i do really exist at all in their lives.

or whether im juz a figment of their imagination.

about what if the smses or calls that they receive from me, doesnt really exist, and that they are all juz imagining.

or that actually, the truth about whole of my entity as they noe it, is actually made up of many2 ppl. and that perhaps, they have been talking to many others, when they tot they are juz talking to me.

and u wont really noe for sure, aint it.

dont ask me why im doin all that.
just bored, perhaps. hehe.
or perhaps, underneath my decent and geeky image, i do haf a twisted mind. *evil laugh*

*talking about "twisting", someone accused me tt i love to twist ppl's words* - isit really tt of a bad thing?*

it hasnt occur to some that there can never be the same form of reality ever among two persons.

what more, a person by himself.

u can never be too sure about the things tt u tot are there.

what if, they arent.

for all u might not know rite now, in real hard truth, u may already be dead.

what are u doin in front of the computer screen then?, u might ask.

u might juz be rewinding yr lives back second by second, and yr consciousness obviously fooled, while yr rotting body is slowly being treated like a cuisine 7 ft down.

and u wont really noe for sure, aint it.

then, what about the choices tt i make everyday? doesnt tt make i seem real and alive?, u might ask further.

truth is, our actions, tho seemingly free and unbounded, are actually confined by a larger orbit of restrictions.

we are destined, in way or another, to reach wherever we are intended to be.
its written somewhere anyways.

most of the time, we dun remember our dreams. what if, those dreams tt we have, actually is our other real life?

hmm.
tts why i think, reality is over-rated.