Sunday, May 23, 2010

The paradox of our time. -George Carlin

the paradox of our time

The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but
shorter tempers, wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more,
but have less; we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and
smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees
but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more
problems, more medicine, but less wellness.

We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little,
drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too
little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom. We have multiplied our
possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and
hate too often.

We’ve learned how to make a living, but not a life. We’ve added years to
life not life to years. We’ve been all the way to the moon and back, but
have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer
space but not inner space.

We’ve done larger things, but not better things. We’ve cleaned up the air,
but polluted the soul. We’ve conquered the atom, but not our prejudice.

We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less.

We’ve learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold
more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less
and less.

These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small
character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of
two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes.

These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one
night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer,
to quiet, to kill.

It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the
stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time
when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete.


Saturday, May 22, 2010


There are plenty of moments in life when i'd like to cry.
I'd like to cry when friendship sailed away.
I'd like to cry when what i said don't count to a person i cared about.
I'd like to cry when i'm feeling helpless over the directions of things in my life.
I'd like to cry when i look back and thought about why i cared
I'd like to cry because insanely, i still do.
I'd like to cry when i let it all happen to me, and i took it in.
I'd like to cry when i do let the tears come by.

I'd like to cry when i can't cry.

But i can't control the moments when i do cry.
And when i do cry, the tears just can't stop gushing.

Tears are just useless blobs of liquid that does nothing.
But god help me, i'd like to cry.

Monday, May 17, 2010

Life Quote

In life we need small, mean things like loopholes, once in awhile to appreciate the smooth ride ahead.

- deezer-

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Is it the patient, or the doctor?

Yvonne Foong is a victim of a rare disease called Neurofibromatosis, which causes a string of tumours to grow up her spinal cords and near her brain. This compresses her nerves and paralyses her in many ways, in which, took plenty of years to recover from and to walk again. Partially blind and deaf, even now, she's still battling to live a normal life. Before all of this, she was just a regular growing teen, learning ballet and figure skating, passionate and confident about her future. And though this disease might have crippled her in many ways physically, she stayed strong and pull through with the expertise of modern medical help. She writes about her life in her website, and aims to create awareness and support for her cause.

I thought this particular article she wrote ring plenty of bells for us, to what most of us face from our doctors in Malaysia, especially those working under our goverment.

Read on if you please.

Article: Is the patient lazy or the doctor?

Mom just told me that the UMMC doctor said dad can walk, he just doesn’t want to move. I told mom not to believe her.

Unfortunately. I am all too familiar with these doctors. That happened to me when I had my spine surgery at KLGH in 2002.

After Neurosurgeon Johari Sinegar removed multiple tumors along my upper thoracic spine, I couldn’t sit or stand. When I propped the bed higher and higher to sit up on my own, one of the doctors who I suppose was the MO said to me, “What’s the use of sitting up when you cannot even walk?” The doctors and nurses said that I was lazy.

They wanted to discharge me even before the physiotherapist could work with me beyond simple bed exercises. Mom yelled at the doctor and asked him how could he discharged me when I could not even walk.

He buckled up and allowed me to stay on. Then the physiotherapist could continue to work with me. Two of them needed to do it together. One carried me and held my body upright. Another bent down to hold both my feet in the standing position. My soles could not even feel the floor when we started. I felt like floating and was afraid of collapsing.

They did this a couple of times before giving me a walker. With the walker, the physiotherapist clung onto me and the walker closely as we walked to make sure I did not fall. It hurt so much to walk but I recovered all thanks to the physiotherapists.

So when doctors in this country say that you are lazy, they just want to be done with your case as soon as possible. Don’t let them pull down your self-esteem.

Just a lil food for thought. You can trust anyone, but above all, you must trust yourself.

TC! ~ DEezer/

Monday, May 3, 2010

Hello heartache, you can suck it.

Dear loyal readers, non-loyal reader, passerby, accidental clickers, and friends alike.

Yesterday i had perhaps, one of the many gloomy days of my life.

Not that my everyday is plastered in grey and black of course.

And it got me thinking how alone we are in this world when we're down. How much gloom can suck us into dusty cracks of the old life so fast, that your head's left spinning upon impact.

How a mere glance, and small encouraging word and a the touch of a true friend can change all that.

It's funny cause at the point when you thought you ARE alone, and you go over that self-pity routine, mop around in your pink fluffy room and post in on your hypocritical blog and BAM it hits you that there's a squillion of others out there worse off then you.

But of course, Africa's starving, and Pandas in China are crying themselves to extinction. Why'd you think they've blacks around the eyes. And then we have the ultimate global warming that's slowly sinking earth into another cold yogurt of mess at different poles and frying them at others.

Thank the ol G.W for your skin problems sweety.

And you think, HECK, I HAVE PROBLEMS?

yeah, i goddamnwell do. So do every single fudging entity or being on earth.

So i need to suck it up, and stop harbouring on past fudgeups =)

and Tommorow WILL be a better day.