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Sunday, August 2, 2015

My 2 Cents: The Lost Art of Giving A Shit *UPDATE*


Okay. Where was I. Sorry I was rushing nak publish I don't even know why I didn't just save this as draft. I was at a company's event when I started writing about this. Anyway, anyway, now I'm just chilling at KFC because they got wifi yeah, and also to check out any potential nurses to be my personal one no I'm just kidding I won't do that I mean I shadap Danial.

Okay. It's actually harder than it seems updating your blog using iPad because I am so used to the keyboard. Anyway here goes.

Original article can be found here


After posting this up few days ago, I had the chance to do more thinking, on the article, Aziz's show, my personal experience, friends' as well. I now share the same sentiment as Aziz. Why are we giving less shit now? Perhaps, most likely because we are so connected that we have become the least isolated generations.

It's the digital age now, zaman IT,teknologi maklumat and whatnot. We got internet, then Wifi everywhere, smartphones, tablets, Apple products-ipad, iphone, ipod, and from there on there's Facebook, twitter, instagram, tumbler, path, and many more trendy apps that let us stay connected with people who are physically not even in the same zipcode that we are in. Oh yeah, Skype jangan lupa. All these stuffs are good, I believe so. But I notice that slowly and slowly our behaviours are changing.

Just like Aziz Ansari accurately pointed out in his show. We are so connected, that we can halo our friends who are miles away. Our family,friends are just a dial away. Boleh set up lepak, ngeteh kat mamak later on.

"Wei bro, jom lepak malam ni dalam kol 9 lebih, 10 camtu."
"Okay der.. sure."

Then so, happen ko dengan kawan ko sorang ni je yang datang. Yang lain hampeh. Some have genuine reasons, some memang malas.

Same thing with dating aa. Ko ajak keluar coffee ke (fuhh...urban pulak rasa guna ayat "keluar coffee") then awek tu all set. Atau awek tu ajak ko, mana-mana lah. Then so happen sekali lagi,
"Aww...I'm too tired after a hard day at work. Take a raincheck, yea?"

Sampai kiamat kau take raincheck tu...dah jadi duit pokok pisang pon...

Looking back in the 90s and early 2000s, the most advance texting messaging channel available those days cumalah mIRC. Kahkahkahkah!

"ASL PLZ" tu mukadimah wajib. RT kalau anda pernah buat macam ni- oh sorry aku bukan kat twitter..
Fuhhh...memori seh. Dulu aku guna nama de_koop. Famous la jugak kahkahkahkah! mIRC famous!

Dek revelation dibawa Aziz Ansari dan artikel Thought Catalog tu, pagi semalam pukul 9, aku mulakan "OPS Offline". Aku cuma offline guna social media seperti Facebook, Twitter dan Instagram je. Paling advance aku cuma guna WhatsApp. hehehe

(BTW have you guys noticed all of a sudden I'm using a lot of Bahasa now in this post? Because I am now reading Malay books pulak dah! Sebab kalau tak habiskan esok, denda aku berpuluh ringgit nak bayar kepada Library!!)

Jadinya, aku pon memang menyarankan anak-anak muda, atau ibubapa yang sama naik gilanya dengan social media, CoC, DoTA, dan lain-lain untuk cuba benda ni. Apa yang aku buat. Aku langsung tak check tweet orang, facebook, insta. Kiranya memang tak buka langsung all those apps.

Dan bagi aku ini exercise yang bagus untuk adik-adik yang baru patah hati, kena friendzoned ke, untuk melupakan barang yang lama. Kata orang putih, "Out of sight, out of mind", orang Melayu cakap, "Barang yang lama usah dipandang". Orang-orang Asli pon ada amalkan benda ni dulu-dulu. Di kala ada kematian orang yang mereka sayang, mereka akan berpindah ke tempat baru supaya tak lama sangat bersedih dan dapatlah mereka meneruskan hidup. Nama lebih glamour di kalangan anak-anak sekarang ialah "MOVE ON".

Mai cakap pasal ni jap. Zaman sebelum ada social media ni, kalau patah hati, agak senang untuk move on tapi pedih sakit patah hati tu sama je. Dulu, kau takkan senang-senang lalu depan kelas budak tu, atau pergi rumah dia nak main basikal, atau kalau orang dewasa, habis camtu je lah. Tak lepak dah dengan same circle of friends. Kiranya kalau kau buat semua tu memang kau sendiri cari pasal tak nak move on dan cari sakit. Pada masa tu, you move on with time. Senang cerita.

Sekarang, kau ada twitter, facebook, instagram dll. Kau patah hati. Nak move on. Tapi setiap 2 minit kau refresh, mana tahu si dia ada tweet pasal kau, post gambar kau, atau kau memang nak tahu apa dia buat. Lepas tu, kalau si dia ada blog, kau terjah blog dia jadi silent reader.

"Nampak bahagia je dia ni..."

"Kan best kalau aku di samping mu...T____T"

Lepas tu nangis sampai bengkak mata. Lepas esok pagi bangun, kau pon cakap,

"Ah, mampus semua, aku pon boleh happy, live happily ever after!" 3 jam pastu kau buat rutin yang sama. Kahkahkahkahkahkah!! Macam mana nak move on?
"I like you~wa~WA~wa~" YouTube

It's the most brutal thing to do to yourself. You should not do it because you're in the most vulnerable position
 -Aziz Ansari, Live in Madison Square Garden-


Disebabkan selalu, all the time, around the clock, kau connected to the internet, to the world without boundary, kau didedahkan dengan cerita-cerita best pasal kerja ni, tinggal di negara tu, study oversea, relationship goals, all the stuffs that make you feel like you deserve the best. And trust me when I say we all do. We deserve the best. Tapi adakah sampai tahap yang kau tak berani nak commit to anything? Anything at all?



Commit to making plans untuk lepak ngan member-member kat mamak sebab takut nanti ada member lain halo kau pasal free ticket tengok JDT main bola (JDT pasai ceq la tinggal kat Johor hehehe).

Commit to making plans nak main futsal malam kang sebab takut nanti crush kau text ajak keluar coffee? (LOL)

Nak buat reunion pon kau tak boleh nak commit dengan alasan, "Busy sikit bros, bulan ni aku punya quarter closing. Insya Allah boleh pergi kot." padahal kau takde apa-apa plan pon. Macam aku, tengah duk update blog dengan gigih pakai ipad. Fuhh!

Nak jumpa pakcik makcik kau yang tak jauh mana pun susah. Ke aku je?

Jadi, aku tertanya-tanya juga, selalunya. Adakah aku ni memang orang yang teruk? Tak peduli pasal orang lain. Hanya aku je? Am I really that shitty of a person? I can't say for sure. Maybe time will tell.

But one thing for sure, we all should be giving more shits now (and I don't mean that literally) Start caring for things you really care about, passionately. You miss your parents and it's been ages since balik kampung? Balik je, kau tunggu apa. Persetankan sekejap crush kau.

You have been aiming for that job promotion tapi senior-senior ada dan nanti diorang kata kau kiasu, kiasi pulak....Persetankan sahaja kata-kata belakang mereka yang tak menyumbang apa-apa value kepada hidup kau. Selagi kau buat a good day of honest work, selagi tu kau jangan berlangkah sumbang.

You want to lose weight but your family is not that supportive saying you are still pretty what, and other more lines to hamper you down? Nak kata persetankan agak kurang ajar so, let's just do it and be persistent. Mula-mula kau nak buat perubahan memang susah. Orang lain cuma tahu tengok hasil, result. Kau jaga pemakanan kau gila-gila, sentiasa bergerak aktif bagai tapi macam masih sama je? Jangan, jangan putus asa. Kau cari fitbuddy. Pergi buat aktiviti bersama-sama. Haa, ada social media? Follow Kevin Zahri, memang sentiasa kau akan positif dan terus ke hadapan.

Apa lagi yang kau suka? Yang kau peduli? Yang kau cakna? Buat semua tu. Start living life passionately. With emotions. Don't let fear paralyse you! Start giving a shit. Just do it, guys and gals!

Give a shitttttttt!!!!





.....and I haven't done that since 2009. Hahaha boleh buat cerita ke-5, "It's Fun and All That" ni...

I gave a lot of shit back then. I never regret it. =)


Wednesday, July 29, 2015

My 2 Cents: The Lost Art of Giving A Shit

Aku sebenarnya tak tau mana nak mula cerita. Kalau korang memang follow blog aku dari mula-mula aku berkecmpung, mesti perasan aku punya intro fail. Dan aku rasa intro yang fail samalah dengan bad firet impression. Even though the first few seconds are important, aku kira agak tidak adil untuk menutup peluang kepada sesuatu hanya kerana bad first impression.

Tengok, aku dah melalut ke laut.

Few months back aku ada terbaca satu post kat Thought Catalog, pasal "The Lost Art of Giving A Shit". And no, it ain't got nothing to do with the ancient and efficient way excrete your waste through your rear opening, pooping, doing No.2, berak dan istinjak besar. Eh, ada ke istinjak besar... Anyway, it is about caring about things.



When I read the article, it kinda hit me;  the 'getting in the shape' part', dating and career. But of course, regardless of how many times I nodded my head in agreement for every sentence I read, masuk telinga kanan keluar telinga kiri la brooo.

That was until I watched Aziz Ansari's latest comedy show. Aziz has always, in my opinion, been critical of the way, us millenials live our lives. And this time around, memang "dokek pale" kata orang Terengganu.

For starter, let's talk about dating, finding life partner and something like that hah! It's supposed to be easy right. You like a person, you tell that person, if the feeling is not mutual, then you move on, like someone else, this time it is mutual,both of you hit it off, and get married even, maybe..annnnddddd...


BOOOOMMM

Guess what, mother father, it's not that easy for your kids to get married nowadays. Usually, you like someone and you wanna get to know them better, you ask them out, talk more. But nowadays, ada unspoken rules that everyone by right should know. Shit like,

1- there's a thin line between being sweet and creepy (the Dople-Dahmer Effect)
2- if you get the number, don't call straight away. You're gonna give it away to that person that you like them and that's not good (why is it not good to let them know you like them?)
3- if you have already started texting, donty reply immediately, give it a good a hour or two. Better still, a day or two.
4- you can't show you're interested and care for the said person. Its not good (again?) because they may think you're desperate.

And many more of these rules where they came from.

Seriously I have no idea why we play by these rules. Why can't you be upfront and say it like you mean it.
"Hey, you wanna grab a coffee some time this weekend?"

If you got turned down hey at least you tried. And why is it not good to show that you care and interested? Why is the person who does that is considered and seem as desperate, sloppy, gelojoh, takde class?


Sunday, July 26, 2015

When the Family is Whole Again (short)

It is dinner time. Just like always when the 5 of them are together under one roof, it is a must to sit down and have dinner together. This is when the family becomes whole again.

So, when the family becomes whole again, over the roasted garlic chicken the mother made, the Mac n cheese the father whipped up, and the salads, desserts that the only princess in the house made, will there be laughters, arguments, sometimes curses and swearing, but never silence. That is when the family becomes whole again.

Usually, the father will forcefully push the vegies into the plate of the youngest, followed by remarks such as

"You're gonna grow up and be a man just like Daddy, like you always want. So, be a good kid and finish your vegetables."

To which the baby in the family will oblige, with such reluctance, also out of respect to the father, and the older sister who went through the trouble preparing the dishes. And, yes, that you can see and hear only when the family is whole again.

The mother, on the other hand can be seen shouting and screaming at the top of her lungs, being overworked and frustrated by her own sense of perfection.  "Where is that chopping board?"
"Why is the table still like this?"
"Mary, could you please give me a hand here even if you're done with your work??!"
But, comes the dinner time when the whole family is whole again, her smile, brimming, such satisfied look as her children and husband indulge the foods to their desire.

And the eldest, despite the occasional arguments, fights, is, has been and will always be looking forward to when the family is whole again.

Friday, July 24, 2015

It's Fun and All That 4

My failed attempt to write in Malay. I believe our writing style is heavily influenced by our reading materials...and I just finished Anwar Hadi's "Whatever You Say I Am, I Am Ok". Good God!!!
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Seperti biasa malam tu Selasa malam Rabu. But in English everyone will say that "it's a Tuesday night" instead of Wednesday night. Danny persetankan saja semua tu dan akan cakap, "This is all semantic." To which his friends would all retaliate, inside, that Danny is not using the word "semantic" in the right context but what do they know.

Anyway, it's been a weekly ritual for Danny to go to binishell, a dome like building at campus, a symbol long associated with the small town of Churchill. You see in Binishell, there are badminton and basketball courts. And as the president of the Badminton club he has been running the weekly badminton session at Binishell ever since he got elected last winter.
Since the Badminton session is always after working hours, he always has to ring up the security to open up Binishell for him and his club members. Sometimes it's the buff Ian, or the chubby and friendly Anthonio that will come to their aid.

But that night, it was totally a guy he'd never seen before. "Orang baru,mungkin."

Once in, Danny and some of his club execs will set up the nets and what not so that everyone can play. The same. Only that, that night while he was doing his job putting up the net, Auntie and Uncle Lim came, this time without their sweet cute daughter. "Ah, takdak pulak malam ni." Danny sighed, out loud.

"Hey Danny, how are you doing, mate?" Uncle Lim greeted, in his fake Aussie accent. He gotta sound as Aussie as possible for his coming Australian citizenship exam and interview, he believed so.

"Hi Auntie, Hi Uncle. I'm good, yourself?" Danny replied, with a much more convincing fake Aussie accent.

"Eh...you look like you lost a lot of weight di. What happened, you in love izzit?" Auntie asked, this time, still with her proud Manglish and not even showing any effort to speak with an Aussie accent. But the accent was not of Danny's concern. It was the question that caught him off guard.

Yes, he knew even before he was asked the question that he had lost a tremendous amount of weight. But it was not really because he was in love. It was because he fell out of love. Rejected. And dejected. The heartbreak had the 21 year old guy like him, whose 2nd confession, ever, in his life, to a crush got him crushed. And also on auto cruise of weight loss. He eats less, spends most of the time at the gym, balling and badminton-ing, if there's such word.

"Hahaha, no lah Auntie. Just feel like it's time to lose weight di. I feel wayyy better now that I'm lighter!" Danny, trying to feign a happy and positive front.

"Ya lor, look so much better. I can get you date my daughter also, if only you cut your long hair. Hahahaha, right not hubby?"


With the usual badminton peeps

Danny and his sidekick, Evee.

"Haha ya ya, why not, you a good man, young, so very the promising and full of potential." This time Uncle Lim couldn't contain his Singlishness.

"Make sure you cut your hair ya!" Auntie said, before leaving to get her racket.
And there Danny was, standing. Not moving for a good 30 seconds before he shouted out

"Was it my hair, goddammitttt!"

Thursday, July 23, 2015

Withdrawal Symptoms

"Hey there, so what have we here? My loyal customer."

"Should you say that? I thought you'd be more, professional and not see me as your cashcow?"

"Lighten up, will ya? Seeing you here again is not really a surprise and no guessing needed."

"....."

"..soooo...what can I help you with today?"

"You know the drill, Doc. I come here, see you just for the sake of the prescription and-"

"For fuck sake, who do you think you're talking to,huh? Your parents, your deadbeat ex girlfriend who's got shit going on in her marriage? I'm your shrink, you prick! I wasn't born yesterday. "

"- I, I -"

"Let's start over, shall we?"

"Yes, doc."

"So, have you really been following my instructions?"

"Yes."

"Okay, how about the meds? On time, with food?"

"Yeah, doc."

"Hmm...but you still end up coming here every 3 days. Why is that?"

"Had I known I wouldn't be here, doc-"

"You got some quick fix yeah? Every now and then, when you're not occupied with work, your book. I can tell, Isaac."

"Doc, you gotta believe me when I say I have done my best. But if really has been ages since I got a hold, discovered something like this."

"Remember what I told you when you first came to me? It's either you go with it, you know confront it,

OR

you leave it behind. Never to use it.

And you chose the latter. Remember?"

"*sobs* but Doc, I thought this was just like the other stuff I came across. I thought I could leave it behind and live on. *sobs uncontrollably shaking*"

"I hate this guy...."

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