Why Coca Cola is the most valuable brand in the world.


-gAvIn-

Few random quotes


"Bigamy is having one wife too many. Monogamy is the same."
Oscar Wilde

If your wife wants to learn to drive, don't stand in her way.
Sam Levenson

"By all means marry. If you get a good wife, you'll become happy; If you get a bad one, you'll become a philosopher."
Socrates

The most beautiful translations, like the most beautiful wifes, are not always fidèle.
Esaias Tegner

I speak to God in Spanish, to women, Italian, to men, French and to my dog, German.
Charles Quint

-gAvIn-

I use to hate Bill Gates for Microsoft's monopoly of our operating system, and yet I deeply admire his work in the combat against illness, poverty and even more, the general apathy of this world's privileged towards the greater problem of humanity.

This is a long speech by him someone forwarded to me, it’ll take some time, like 10 minutes or so, but make an effort to read it. He quoted his mom towards the end: “From those to whom much is given, much is expected.”

And returning from a squatter house home stay program and mingling with a few of the so called “elite Malaysians” who volunteered their time for it, I felt that there is hope that this generation will make Malaysia a better place for all.

Remarks of Bill Gates - Harvard Commencement

(Text as prepared for delivery – 7 June 2007)

President Bok, former President Rudenstine, incoming President Faust, members of the Harvard Corporation and the Board of Overseers, members of the faculty, parents, and especially, the graduates:

I’ve been waiting more than 30 years to say this: “Dad, I always told you I’d come back and get my degree.”

I want to thank Harvard for this timely honor. I’ll be changing my job next year … and it will be nice to finally have a college degree on my resume.

I applaud the graduates today for taking a much more direct route to your degrees. For my part, I’m just happy that the Crimson has called me “Harvard’s most successful dropout.” I guess that makes me valedictorian of my own special class … I did the best of everyone who failed.

But I also want to be recognized as the guy who got Steve Ballmer to drop out of business school. I’m a bad influence. That’s why I was invited to speak at your graduation. If I had spoken at your orientation, fewer of you might be here today.

Harvard was just a phenomenal experience for me. Academic life was fascinating. I used to sit in on lots of classes I hadn’t even signed up for. And dorm life was terrific. I lived up at Radcliffe, in Currier House. There were always lots of people in my dorm room late at night discussing things, because everyone knew I didn’t worry about getting up in the morning. That’s how I came to be the leader of the anti-social group. We clung to each other as a way of validating our rejection of all those social people.

Radcliffe was a great place to live. There were more women up there, and most of the guys were science-math types. That combination offered me the best odds, if you know what I mean. This is where I learned the sad lesson that improving your odds doesn’t guarantee success.

One of my biggest memories of Harvard came in January 1975, when I made a call from Currier House to a company in Albuquerque that had begun making the world’s first personal computers. I offered to sell them software.

I worried that they would realize I was just a student in a dorm and hang up on me. Instead they said: “We’re not quite ready, come see us in a month,” which was a good thing, because we hadn’t written the software yet. From that moment, I worked day and night on this little extra credit project that marked the end of my college education and the beginning of a remarkable journey with Microsoft.

What I remember above all about Harvard was being in the midst of so much energy and intelligence. It could be exhilarating, intimidating, sometimes even discouraging, but always challenging. It was an amazing privilege – and though I left early, I was transformed by my years at Harvard, the friendships I made, and the ideas I worked on.

But taking a serious look back … I do have one big regret.

I left Harvard with no real awareness of the awful inequities in the world – the appalling disparities of health, and wealth, and opportunity that condemn millions of people to lives of despair.

I learned a lot here at Harvard about new ideas in economics and politics. I got great exposure to the advances being made in the sciences.

But humanity’s greatest advances are not in its discoveries – but in how those discoveries are applied to reduce inequity. Whether through democracy, strong public education, quality health care, or broad economic opportunity – reducing inequity is the highest human achievement.

I left campus knowing little about the millions of young people cheated out of educational opportunities here in this country. And I knew nothing about the millions of people living in unspeakable poverty and disease in developing countries.

It took me decades to find out.

You graduates came to Harvard at a different time. You know more about the world’s inequities than the classes that came before. In your years here, I hope you’ve had a chance to think about how – in this age of accelerating technology – we can finally take on these inequities, and we can solve them.

Imagine, just for the sake of discussion, that you had a few hours a week and a few dollars a month to donate to a cause – and you wanted to spend that time and money where it would have the greatest impact in saving and improving lives. Where would you spend it?

For Melinda and for me, the challenge is the same: how can we do the most good for the greatest number with the resources we have.

During our discussions on this question, Melinda and I read an article about the millions of children who were dying every year in poor countries from diseases that we had long ago made harmless in this country. Measles, malaria, pneumonia, hepatitis B, yellow fever. One disease I had never even heard of, rotavirus, was killing half a million kids each year – none of them in the United States .

We were shocked. We had just assumed that if millions of children were dying and they could be saved, the world would make it a priority to discover and deliver the medicines to save them. But it did not. For under a dollar, there were interventions that could save lives that just weren’t being delivered.

If you believe that every life has equal value, it’s revolting to learn that some lives are seen as worth saving and others are not. We said to ourselves: “This can’t be true. But if it is true, it deserves to be the priority of our giving.”

So we began our work in the same way anyone here would begin it. We asked: “How could the world let these children die?”

The answer is simple, and harsh. The market did not reward saving the lives of these children, and governments did not subsidize it. So the children died because their mothers and their fathers had no power in the market and no voice in the system.

But you and I have both.

We can make market forces work better for the poor if we can develop a more creative capitalism – if we can stretch the reach of market forces so that more people can make a profit, or at least make a living, serving people who are suffering from the worst inequities. We also can press governments around the world to spend taxpayer money in ways that better reflect the values of the people who pay the taxes.

If we can find approaches that meet the needs of the poor in ways that generate profits for business and votes for politicians, we will have found a sustainable way to reduce inequity in the world. This task is open-ended. It can never be finished. But a conscious effort to answer this challenge will change the world.

I am optimistic that we can do this, but I talk to skeptics who claim there is no hope. They say: “Inequity has been with us since the beginning, and will be with us till the end – because people just … don’t … care.” I completely disagree.

I believe we have more caring than we know what to do with.

All of us here in this Yard, at one time or another, have seen human tragedies that broke our hearts, and yet we did nothing – not because we didn’t care, but because we didn’t know what to do. If we had known how to help, we would have acted.

The barrier to change is not too little caring; it is too much complexity.

To turn caring into action, we need to see a problem, see a solution, and see the impact. But complexity blocks all three steps.

Even with the advent of the Internet and 24-hour news, it is still a complex enterprise to get people to truly see the problems. When an airplane crashes, officials immediately call a press conference. They promise to investigate, determine the cause, and prevent similar crashes in the future.

But if the officials were brutally honest, they would say: “Of all the people in the world who died today from preventable causes, one half of one percent of them were on this plane. We’re determined to do everything possible to solve the problem that took the lives of the one half of one percent.”

The bigger problem is not the plane crash, but the millions of preventable deaths.

We don’t read much about these deaths. The media covers what’s new – and millions of people dying is nothing new. So it stays in the background, where it’s easier to ignore. But even when we do see it or read about it, it’s difficult to keep our eyes on the problem. It’s hard to look at suffering if the situation is so complex that we don’t know how to help. And so we look away.

If we can really see a problem, which is the first step, we come to the second step: cutting through the complexity to find a solution.

Finding solutions is essential if we want to make the most of our caring. If we have clear and proven answers anytime an organization or individual asks “How can I help?,” then we can get action – and we can make sure that none of the caring in the world is wasted. But complexity makes it hard to mark a path of action for everyone who cares — and that makes it hard for their caring to matter.

Cutting through complexity to find a solution runs through four predictable stages: determine a goal, find the highest-leverage approach, discover the ideal technology for that approach, and in the meantime, make the smartest application of the technology that you already have — whether it’s something sophisticated, like a drug, or something simpler, like a bednet.

The AIDS epidemic offers an example. The broad goal, of course, is to end the disease. The highest-leverage approach is prevention. The ideal technology would be a vaccine that gives lifetime immunity with a single dose. So governments, drug companies, and foundations fund vaccine research. But their work is likely to take more than a decade, so in the meantime, we have to work with what we have in hand – and the best prevention approach we have now is getting people to avoid risky behavior.

Pursuing that goal starts the four-step cycle again. This is the pattern. The crucial thing is to never stop thinking and working – and never do what we did with malaria and tuberculosis in the 20th century – which is to surrender to complexity and quit.

The final step – after seeing the problem and finding an approach – is to measure the impact of your work and share your successes and failures so that others learn from your efforts.

You have to have the statistics, of course. You have to be able to show that a program is vaccinating millions more children. You have to be able to show a decline in the number of children dying from these diseases. This is essential not just to improve the program, but also to help draw more investment from business and government.

But if you want to inspire people to participate, you have to show more than numbers; you have to convey the human impact of the work – so people can feel what saving a life means to the families affected.

I remember going to Davos some years back and sitting on a global health panel that was discussing ways to save millions of lives. Millions! Think of the thrill of saving just one person’s life – then multiply that by millions. … Yet this was the most boring panel I’ve ever been on – ever. So boring even I couldn’t bear it.

What made that experience especially striking was that I had just come from an event where we were introducing version 13 of some piece of software, and we had people jumping and shouting with excitement. I love getting people excited about software – but why can’t we generate even more excitement for saving lives?

You can’t get people excited unless you can help them see and feel the impact. And how you do that – is a complex question.

Still, I’m optimistic. Yes, inequity has been with us forever, but the new tools we have to cut through complexity have not been with us forever. They are new – they can help us make the most of our caring – and that’s why the future can be different from the past.

The defining and ongoing innovations of this age – biotechnology, the computer, the Internet – give us a chance we’ve never had before to end extreme poverty and end death from preventable disease.

Sixty years ago, George Marshall came to this commencement and announced a plan to assist the nations of post-war Europe . He said: “I think one difficulty is that the problem is one of such enormous complexity that the very mass of facts presented to the public by press and radio make it exceedingly difficult for the man in the street to reach a clear appraisement of the situation. It is virtually impossible at this distance to grasp at all the real significance of the situation.”

Thirty years after Marshall made his address, as my class graduated without me, technology was emerging that would make the world smaller, more open, more visible, less distant.

The emergence of low-cost personal computers gave rise to a powerful network that has transformed opportunities for learning and communicating.

The magical thing about this network is not just that it collapses distance and makes everyone your neighbor. It also dramatically increases the number of brilliant minds we can have working together on the same problem – and that scales up the rate of innovation to a staggering degree.

At the same time, for every person in the world who has access to this technology, five people don’t. That means many creative minds are left out of this discussion -- smart people with practical intelligence and relevant experience who don’t have the technology to hone their talents or contribute their ideas to the world.

We need as many people as possible to have access to this technology, because these advances are triggering a revolution in what human beings can do for one another. They are making it possible not just for national governments, but for universities, corporations, smaller organizations, and even individuals to see problems, see approaches, and measure the impact of their efforts to address the hunger, poverty, and desperation George Marshall spoke of 60 years ago.

Members of the Harvard Family: Here in the Yard is one of the great collections of intellectual talent in the world.

What for?

There is no question that the faculty, the alumni, the students, and the benefactors of Harvard have used their power to improve the lives of people here and around the world. But can we do more? Can Harvard dedicate its intellect to improving the lives of people who will never even hear its name?

Let me make a request of the deans and the professors – the intellectual leaders here at Harvard: As you hire new faculty, award tenure, review curriculum, and determine degree requirements, please ask yourselves:

Should our best minds be dedicated to solving our biggest problems?

Should Harvard encourage its faculty to take on the world’s worst inequities? Should Harvard students learn about the depth of global poverty … the prevalence of world hunger … the scarcity of clean water …the girls kept out of school … the children who die from diseases we can cure?

Should the world’s most privileged people learn about the lives of the world’s least privileged?

These are not rhetorical questions – you will answer with your policies.

My mother, who was filled with pride the day I was admitted here – never stopped pressing me to do more for others. A few days before my wedding, she hosted a bridal event, at which she read aloud a letter about marriage that she had written to Melinda. My mother was very ill with cancer at the time, but she saw one more opportunity to deliver her message, and at the close of the letter she said: “From those to whom much is given, much is expected.”

When you consider what those of us here in this Yard have been given – in talent, privilege, and opportunity – there is almost no limit to what the world has a right to expect from us.

In line with the promise of this age, I want to exhort each of the graduates here to take on an issue – a complex problem, a deep inequity, and become a specialist on it. If you make it the focus of your career, that would be phenomenal. But you don’t have to do that to make an impact. For a few hours every week, you can use the growing power of the Internet to get informed, find others with the same interests, see the barriers, and find ways to cut through them.

Don’t let complexity stop you. Be activists. Take on the big inequities. It will be one of the great experiences of your lives.

You graduates are coming of age in an amazing time. As you leave Harvard, you have technology that members of my class never had. You have awareness of global inequity, which we did not have. And with that awareness, you likely also have an informed conscience that will torment you if you abandon these people whose lives you could change with very little effort. You have more than we had; you must start sooner, and carry on longer.

Knowing what you know, how could you not?

And I hope you will come back here to Harvard 30 years from now and reflect on what you have done with your talent and your energy. I hope you will judge yourselves not on your professional accomplishments alone, but also on how well you have addressed the world’s deepest inequities … on how well you treated people a world away who have nothing in common with you but their humanity.

Good luck.

-gAvIn-

ermmm... true...?

Don't date your close neighbors, don't date anyone related to a close friend, and DON'T DIP YOUR PEN IN THE COMPANY INK. All of these are VERY likely to wind up being bad, long-term investments.

true anot...? what do u guys think...?

-aDRiANo-

Charles Trenet
Hop hop

Je suis seul, sans amis.
Dans les champs endormis,
Il fait noir, il fait nuit.
Tout est tranquille, aucun bruit
Dans le soir merveilleux.
Un oiseau monte aux cieux.
C'est mon cœur qui s'en va.
C'est mon cœur, c'est ma joie.

Hop, hop !
Monte plus vite mon cœur là-haut, vite,
Hop, hop !

Monte plus haut qu'il fait bon là...
Dans un nuage sage,
Bleu blanc rose et doux
D'où vient ce paysage ?
Il n'est pas de chez nous.
Non Hop hop.
Quel est cet air qu'on fredonne là ?
La la la la la la la la la la la,
Est-ce la voix des anges ?
Est-ce vous, est-ce moi ?
Hop hop !
C'est la chanson d'une époque, d'autrefois...
Hop hop !
C'est la chanson d'une époque, d'autrefois...

Il suffit d'un soleil
Qui tombe à l'horizon
Il suffit d'un regard,
D'un aveu, d'une chanson
Pour comprendre la vie,
Pour comprendre l'amour.
Il suffit de ces riens
Pour faire des beaux jours.



-gAvIn-

they'll never hear the words u have to say

was it all worth it? after all that he's done... after all that he's given up...

life's funny... people tend to appreciate things only after they're gone...

and that's a known fact, and knowing such a fact, why do people still let things slip them by?

"if there's someone u know, ur loving them so, ur taking them all for granted, u may lose them someday, someone takes them away, and they'll never hear the words u have to say"

jude, everything i own

weird people are sometimes... the worse feeling is regret itself...

if ur reading this, and very few people actually do, let the person u love know that u love them... and more often than not, actions speak louder than words...

-aDRiANo-

What Are Totems Really For?

In our everyday life, how other people view us and what’s our perception to it plays a very important role, according to 2 German researchers.

They conclude that the fact of knowing that other people are observing you makes you more altruistic.

For example, a tips box in a restaurant is more likely to generate tips if the image of a pair of eyes is stick unto it. (Versus, say a picture of a flower)

This phenomenon has biological explanations: Your brain reacts differently in the presence of eyes, even animated ones.

This explains the presence of fierce totems among the ancient civilization. Some smart guy must have decided that having false eyes DO benefit the community.

-gAvIn-

The Belgians

Our friend use to tell us a story about the belgians

The Belgians are usually rediculed among europeans because they are not very bright, so one day, the Belge president asked the french government to build a flyover out of nowhere, say a jungle so that people will see that it's not only the Belgians who are stupid.

So the French president, ever so kind, acquiesced. He built one and people all over the world started laughing at the french. So the Belge president was satisfied, he observed that now that everyone has made fun of the french, they're now equal, and it's time to take down the flyover.

The French president says that he couldn't, since there are still Belgians that continue to pay tolls to use the flyover.

..........


Anyway, I just read the news (yeah, it's real) : When asked to sing the Belge national anthem,
Yves Leterme, the probable future Belgian prime minister burst out the French national anthem, la Marseillaise.

Gaffe Yves Leterme sur l'hymne national belge
envoyé par gumaes


-gAvIn-

cutest couple...

-aDRiANo-

Music and Lyrics...

if u haven't watched the movie, please do... here is a snippet of it with one of the nicest songs i've heard in a long long long time... the lyrics are somewhere on this page too (further, further, further down...) i noe it probably takes a while to 'get' the entire footage below (especially with a connection like mine), but bear with me cause it's damn worth it...

enjoy...

P/S; check out the message at the end of the video...



for my con lon... moah...

-aDRiANo-

Dans la vie on ne regrette que ce qu'on n'a pas fait » (Jean Cocteau), par Ava

I read this at a very nice blog called Mon blog de fille, if you could understand French, you'll want to read this, it's a touching story that might very well remind you of your time in High School...


« Il y a quelques mois, je suis tombé amoureuse. Le coup de foudre. J'imagine déjà les sourires de certaines quand elles apprendront que j'ai seize ans. S'imaginant juste la petite bluette sentimentale de l'adolescente naïve ?

Ca a commencé par des amies qui ont été lui parler sans m'en avertir, lui dire que "je parlais TRES souvent de lui". Et lui, après s'être excusé d'avoir déjà quelqu'un, il m'a invité à prendre un café, il a dû se sentir obligé, le pauvre.
Inutile de vous détailler cette heure et demi, je n'osais même pas parler ce qui ne facilite pas les choses pour "faire connaissance".

Dès le lendemain de ce rendez-vous qui n'en était pas vraiment un... Je l'ai évité.
La honte/la gêne/le malaise/la timidité/la stupidité, appelez-ça comme vous le voudrez. Je l'ai évité durant tous les mois qui ont suivi, repérant tout de même des regards ou des sourires de loin parfois...

Il était entré dans ma tête, et malgré cela je continuais à l'ignorer tout en le cherchant constamment dans le lycée.
Chaque fois que je passais à proximité de lui (par des hasards que j'avais bien souvent provoqués...), je persistais à faire semblant de ne pas le voir et simulais des conversations de la plus haute importance avec mes amies qui avaient la mission de le surveiller du coin de l'oeil pour voir s'il me regardait. C'est vous dire le niveau.
J'espérais désespérement qu'il me prête un peu d'attention alors que moi même je ne faisais rien pour mériter l'intérêt que j'aurais aimé qu'il me porte.

Lui, est entré dans mon jeu, me regardant de temps en temps, me souriant les jours fastes et m'ignorant pendant plusieurs semaines. Et moi, stupidement, je lui en voulais d'imiter le comportement que j'avais pourtant initié, soufflant le chaud et le froid au gré de mes humeurs.
Ca a duré environ deux mois. Et les trois mois suivants, il m'a carrément ignorée.
Et moi qui ai tendance à suivre à la lettre le précepte du "suis-moi, je te fuis; fuis-moi, je te suis", je peut affirmer que j'ai eu mal, très mal de n'avoir parlé qu'une fois à ce garçon qui me tenait tant à coeur.

La dernière semaine de cours, il s'est passé une chose étrange...
Une suite de regards échangés entre nous, des regards qui se fuyaient quand ils se croisaient, des sourires avec le rouge qui monte aux pommettes.... Je ne sais même plus combien de discours et de lettres j'ai pu préparer pour lui avouer la vérité, pour dire que j'étais amoureuse, parce que, bien que j'ai tenté de le nier à maintes reprises, c'était bien d'amour qu'il s'agissait.

Le dernier jour de cours j'ai ronchonné toute la journée pour le voir et avoir l'occasion de lui parler. Je traînais dans un couloir avec des amies en fin de journée et j'avais perdu tout espoir quand je l'ai aperçu de loin.

De dos, il ne m'avait donc pas vue.
Mes copines m'ont prises par les poignets et ont commencé à courir pour le rattraper (Dieu merci le couloir était vide!) seulement voilà, j'ai paniqué et j'ai fait une chose stupide. Je me suis mise à courir.
Dans la direction opposée.

C'est la dernière image que j'ai de lui.

Aujourd'hui, je le regrette amèrement, il va partir faire ses études et il ne saura jamais rien de ce que j'aurai tant aimé lui dire.

Vous vous demandez pourquoi j'ai réagi ainsi ?
L'orgueil bien sûr. Je me suis sentie stupide d'espérer quoique ce soit d'un garçon de deux ans plus âgé. Je ne voulais pas me "mettre à nu", exposer un côté de moi que personne ne connaît par peur qu'il ne me juge, ne rigole de moi, me fasse une "mauvaise réputation", se moque ou Dieu ne sait quoi d'autre alors qu'il s'agit d'une personne adorable qui a agi avec beaucoup de gentillesse.
J'ai toujours eu trop de fierté : celle qui m'empêche de demander pardon aux personnes que je heurte, celle qui m'empêche d'essayer d'aller vers les gens mais me fait attendre que les gens viennent vers moi.

Aujourd'hui, certains me disent de l'oublier, comme si c'était simple. D'autres me disent de le rechercher. Mais je ne suis pas une héroïne de cinéma sur qui l'amour tombera dès qu'elle ouvrira son coeur.

Moi, jeunette de seize ans j'ai tiré des leçons de tout ça, de ma naïveté et de ma peur :
1. L'orgueil, on le laisse aux pétasses
2. Mieux vaut passer à côté d'une bonne réputation que d'une belle histoire d'amour (même triste)
3. Last but not least... On laisse les copines en dehors des histoires de cœur.

Signé : Ava »


-gAvIn-

Adrian,

I have a better version, one which I've witnessed myself.

Man: So, lets go grab something to eat.
Woman: Any suggestion?
Man: Ok, I've heard about the new chinese restaurant at Jalan Yap Kwan Seng, wanna go try there?
Woman: No needla, it's too far away.
Man: Ok, in this case what about Ali's Corner, it offers authentic Penang Nasi Kandar?
Woman: Duwanla, curry's too heaty.
Man: What about the the vegetarian shop just behind Wisma Genting?
Woman: Not nice one, lets go eat at The Steamboat.
Man: ....If you have an idea why not say it out straight.
Woman: Well, I asked for ideas, but you did not offered any.
Man: (wtf...)

HAhAhahHhHAHHhhaAhha...

(Whatever)

Men: What to have for dinner?
Women: Whatever..
Men: Why not we have steamboat?
Women: Don't want la, eat steamboat later got pimples in my face
Men: Alright, why not we have Si Chuan cuisine
Women: Yesterday eat Si Chuan, today eat again?
Men: Hmm..... then I suggest we have seafood
Women: Seafood no good la, later I got diarrhea
Men: Then what you suggest?
Women : Whatever..

(Anything)

Men: So what should we do now?
Women: Anything
Men: How about watching a movie? Long time we havn't watch a movie
Women: Watching movie no good la, waste time only
Men: How about we go bowling, do some exercises?
Women: Exercise on such hot day? You not feel tired meh?
Men: Then find a café and have a drink
Women: Drinking coffee will affect my sleep
Men: Then what you suggest?
Women: Anything

(You decide)

Men: Then we just go home lo
Women: You decide
Men: Let's take a bus
Women: Bus is dirty and crowded. Don't want la
Men: Ok we will take taxi then
Women: Not worth it la... for such a short distance
Men: Alright, then we walk lo. Take a slow walk
Women: How to walk with empty stomach?
Men: Then what you suggest?
Women: You decide
Men: Let's have dinner first
Women: Whatever...
Men: Eat what?
Women: Anything

(Man looks around... no one here, gonna kill her....)

-aDRiANo-

Things like this should never exist. Not in my beloved country.

-gAvIn-

Chinese traditionnal music: Pipa

Pipa is one of the traditionnel chinese music instrument which is played like a guitar, held vertically.
Apparently, the player is a chinese woman whole immigrated to Canada...She played beautifully, with very good strumming technique, playing the pipa requires you to strum a single string with all five fingers and she is able to do that with the same amount of energy and precision for each of her fingers!


Another one is called the 12 stupid abeit-good-looking gals team playing
El Condor Pasa
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lETkMaTOkP4

It's very famous, I think you know the music.

The original version, sung in spanish
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fd3Qpr5jrxM



If you got time,
The piece is called 'The horse race', but he's not that good, i've seen better.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6V9JinlbpHw

-gAvIn-

i was just up to my mum’s waist and i was holding her hand...

As far as i can remember, i have always had a very high standard of “happiness”… a standard that i have yet to meet or find in the past few months...

I tried hard this morning to remember when the last time was when i was just plain and simple ‘happy’, and my memories took me back to one fine morning a long long time ago... i can’t really remember what day it was, or even what year it was but i can remember the ‘scene’... it was very early, the sun wasn’t out yet, my mum had me dressed for school and we were walking down the street in front of our house to the end of it where there was a kuih-muih stand... then, i was happy, i was content... i remember i was just up to my mum’s waist and i was holding her hand... oh how i wish i could go back to that day... or those days... when life was simple and mummy did everything for me... =)

The mornings we’re pretty much the same, i can remember gobbling down a bowl of cornflakes for example... every morning if my parents had bought a box of cornflakes, my brother and i had a bowl of it set on the table awaiting us and a cup of milo each that my mum would pour onto my cornflakes and my brother would do his himself... i remember being jealous that he could do it on his own... =)

That was a time when i could remember being content... i guess for me, happiness is something that i value in terms of quantity versus quality... as in, i guess i would rather be content every single day than have a chance of being very happy at one moment, coupled with the risk of being heartbroken the next... very much like i’ve been for the past seven months here in Bordeaux...

Sometimes i wish i never came here... never met the people i met, never known the things i know... never had the feelings i have... but all this is a part of life isn’t it? As we grow older, we realise that life isn’t just as simple as it once was...

-adriano-

Way Back Into Love
Hugh Grant & Hayley Bennett

I've been living with a shadow overhead
I've been sleeping with a cloud above my bed
I've been lonely for so long
Trapped in the past, I just can't seem to move on

I've been hiding all my hopes and dreams away
Just in case I ever need em again someday
I've been setting aside time
To clear a little space in the corners of my mind

All I want to do is find a way back into love
I can't make it through without a way back into love
Oh oh oh

I've been watching but the stars refuse to shine
I've been searching but I just don't see the signs
I know that it's out there
There's got to be something for my soul somewhere

I've been looking for someone to shed some light
Not somebody just to get me through the night
I could use some direction
And I'm open to your suggestions

All I want to do is find a way back into love
I can't make it through without a way back into love
And if I open my heart again
I guess I'm hoping you'll be there for me in the end
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

There are moments when I don't know if it's real
Or if anybody feels the way I feel
I need inspiration
Not just another negotiation

All I want to do is find a way back into love
I can't make it through without a way back into love
And if I open my heart to you
I'm hoping you'll show me what to do
And if you help me to start again
You know that I'll be there for you in the end
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

a beautiful song from music and lyrics by hugh grant that i went to watch with the most beautiful girl i know... =)
ermmm, forgot how to upload songs liao...

-adriano-

The Star has some news about some popular get-rich-quick investment scheme in Malaysia.

Since high school, I have seen lots of similar schemes, too many of them in fact that distracts students from their studies and destroys relationships.

The classical signs that the latest "investment" fad is a pyramid scheme in disguise:
-Schemes promising 2 to 3 percent interest per day.
-schemes promising 300% or you know, up to 1000% of gain per year. (mind mind, even Warren Buffet, the world's second richest guy has consistantly got returns in the mid 20s%)
-They use bombastic terms like investment consultant, leverage, natural resources play, credit default swip, derivatives, options that basically mean nothing in the context they're using.
-They claim that they are from Swiss/USA/UK/-insert your favourite advance nation- with a professionnel investment team but they actually are just from Malaysia.

If you really want to invest but don't know much about the stock market, bond market; no loads (or rather low fees) mutual funds are the way to go. A very good example is Fidelity (although their performance is not as good as before recently) and for people in Malaysia, TA Investment Bhd (I don't really like their high entree fee though).

If not, if you really want to get rich quick, join the pyramid scheme, but with the condition that you get in early and get out before it collapse. Or much better, start your very own scheme and name if after yourself .
If not, you can join UMNO and get rich quick.too :)


Gavin

I live in Bordeaux and what that surprises me is that the tram here are connected to an overhead power line in certain stations and nothing at all for the others.

The stations whom the tram is connected to an electric source is numbered at around 4 stations while the rest, like 20+ of them is without any connection.

Is this possible given that the on board battery looks inexistant to me?

And after some research: (from wiki)
[quote]
There are other methods of powering electric trams, sometimes preferred for aesthetic reasons since poles and overhead wires are not required. The old tram systems in London, Manhattan (New York City), and Washington, D.C., used live rails, like those on third-rail electrified railways, but in a conduit underneath the road, from which they drew power through a plough. It was called Conduit current collection. Washington's was the last of these to close, in 1962. Today, no commercial tramway uses this system. More recently, a modern equivalent to the old stud systems has been developed which allows for the safe installation of a third rail on city streets, which is known as surface current collection or ground-lev.el power supply; the main example of this is the new tramway in Bordeaux.[/quote]


and http://citytransport.info/Bod.htm

Apparently, the tram here is the world's first second-generation tram that draw's power from the ground, instead of overhead electrical cables. The choice is mainly due to aesthetical reasons (to not distrupt the architectural views) but the drawback includes frequent distruptions (as the techonology isn't perfected yet), which really do annoy people here.
The manufacturer, Altrom signed a contract with CUB (communauté urbaine de Bordeaux) which promises to share future profits from sales of this kind of tram in return for us being the guinea pig.
Recently, the on time rate is getting better and better, and according to a website, reaches 99% already.
Cities like Anger, Reims and Orléans will have this kind of tram soon.

Gavin again

Recent news:

1. Ijok is up for by-election
2. The Selangor government has allocated RM36 million for various development projects to be implemented within these two weeks in Ijok.
3. Our MB, Datuk Seri Dr Mohd Khir said the projects were not aimed to fish for votes as claimed by the opposition as they had been planned by the state government for quite some time.

Hmmmmm...how come I have this feeling that this idiot thinks that we malaysian are stupid and bribable?

Another tragedy of an indian man being seperated from his family (wife and six children) because the local Islamic police thinks that his wife is a muslim. *_* His family is now in a reeducation camp I believe.
How can barbaric things like there still happen in Malaysia?

I quote a well know malaysian lawyer:

Sad as it is, and as difficult as it is to say, we are no longer the learned or mature society that we perhaps once were. In place of sophisticated and objective analysis of crucial issues, there is now a regime of sensationalist ignorance and belligerence.

Worse still, we live in a state of denial, insisting that we are more advanced and intellectual than we really are. Look at the issues that figure prominently in the arena of public discourse. How many of these relate to the fundamental aspects of our lives as Malaysians. Admittedly, civil liberty issues such as nude squats and burial rites are important, but where do a lack of coherent economic policy, a lack of coherent governance, a lack of political foresight, an overemphasis on vested interests, institutionalised and crippling corruption and a lack of direction for this great country of ours figure? They do not, in any meaningful way. In having allowed these crucial issues to fall by the way side, in having allowed ourselves to become more interested in being titillated by insane billionaires, sex scandals, Mawi and Academia Fantasia, we have begun throwing away our future.

I used to think that this was due wholly to a media block by the authorities, implemented in tandem with a policy of de-education. I have reconsidered my view and believe that a large part of this is due to an inability, and a lack of desire, on the part of Malaysians to articulate themselves anymore. This is why our media is devoted to gossip and our broadsheets reduced to tabloids. We are all to blame.

Malik Imtiaz Sarwar

The least we can do is to voice out our opinion this coming general election.

Gavin

Foreign products

I bought a bottle of hair shampoo and body shampoo back in Prague because I thought that prices were cheaper there. Recently, when I moved house, my current shampoo/body wash was with Adrian, and wanting desperately to clean myself, I took the 2 Czech products and happily went into the bathroom.

The hair shampoo smells weird, and it doesn't produces foams. Ok, nevermind, maybe it is a shampoo for coloured hairs, as it says in it's label: vivid colours.
The body shampoo is even more weird, it smells nice, too nice to be a body shampoo, and mind, it does not spread when you rub it. @_@ I took a better look at the bottle and I saw some polar like house surrounded with ice and hot sun. SUNTAN LOTION!
It took more than 30 minutes trying to rub the cream off my body.

Trust me, it isn't nice at all when you're all smelly and you desperately wants to be clean, next time, don't buy some foreign products if you're not sure if you understand the label.

Gavin

Long time no post already hor

This few photos that I've put are from Nice and Monaco that I went with Wani and Adrian. I didn't take much photo there, not even 1 in Tours for Chinese New Year, maybe I just got tired of snapping photos.

Anyway, will be going to Paris this 22 for a career talk by some Petronas GM, will head to London this Sunday for the annual scholar's meeting. (which in my opinion, more pork barrel spending :p) Seems glamorous? Nope when you have lots of homeworks and tests hanging down your back.

-gAvIn-

I've always loved Italian songs, because you can make up your own lyrics to suite your mood of the day (it works when you don't speak Italian). However, the translation of this song is so very beautiful. (I know it's in french, too bad if you don't speak french :p ) I'm trying to upload to song and link it here, but I kinda forgotten the html codes...

Sarà perché ti amo - Ricci e Poveri

Che confusione, sarà perché ti amo
È un'emozione che cresce piano piano
Stringimi forte, e stammi più vicino
Se ci sto bene, sarà perché ti amo.
Io canto al ritmo del dolce tuo respiro
È primavera, sarà perché ti amo
Cade una stella, ma dimmi dove siamo
Che te ne frega, sarà perché ti amo.

E vola vola si sa, sempre più in alto si va
E vola vola con me, il mondo è matto perché
E se l'amore non c'è
Basta una sola canzone,per farconfusione
Fuori e dentro di te.

E vola vola si va, sempre più in alto si va
E vola vola con me,il mondo è matto perché
E se l'amore non c'è
Basta una sola canzone, per far confusione
Fuori e dentro di te.

Ma dopo tutto, che cosa c'è di strano
È una canzone, sarà perché ti amo
Se cade il mondo, allora ci spostiamo
Se cade il mondo, sarà perché ti amo.

Stringimi forte, e stammi più vicino
È così bello, che non mi sembra vero
Se il mondo è matto che cosa c'è di strano

E vola vola si va, sempre più in alto si va
E vola vola con me,il mondo è matto perché
E se l'amore non c'è
Basta una sola canzone, per far confusione
Fuori e dentro di te.

E vola vola si va, sarà perché ti amo


Io canto al ritmo del dolce tuo respiro
È primavera sarà perché ti amo
Cade una stella ma dimmi dove siamo
Che te ne frega, sarà perché ti amo.
Na na na na, na na na na na na na
Na na na na, sempre più il alto si va.
È primavera, sarà perché ti amo
Cade una stella, sarà perché ti amo
Ed è per questo, che canto piano piano
Una canzone, sarà perché ti amo.
E canto al ritmo del dolce tuo respiro
È così bello, che non mi sembra vero
Se il mondo è matto che cosa c'è di strano
Matto per matto, almeno noi ci amiamo.


Traduction:
Quelle confusion, ce sera parce que je t'aime
C'est une émotion qui grandit doucement doucement
Serres moi fort, et viens plus près de moi
Si je suis bien, ce sera parce que je t'aime
Moi je chante au rythme de ta douce respiration
C'est le printemps, ce sera parce que je t'aime
Une étoile tombe, mais dis moi où nous sommes
Qu'est ce que ça peut faire, ce sera parce que je t'aime

Et on vole on vole, on le sait, on va toujours plus haut
Et vole vole avec moi, le monde est fou parce que
Et s'il n'y a pas d'amour
Il suffit d'une chanson, pour faire confusion
A l'extérieur et à l'intérieur de moi.
(bis)

Mais après tout, qu'est ce qu'il y a d'étrange
C'est une chanson, ce sera parce que je t'aime
Sl le monde s'effondre, alors on se déplacera
Si le monde s'effondre, ce sera parce que je t'aime

Serres moi fort et viens plus près de moi
C'est si beau, que cela ne me semble pas vrai
Si le monde est fou qu'est ce qu'il y a d'étrange

Et on vole on vole, on le sait, on va toujours plus haut
Et vole vole avec moi, le monde est fou parce que
Et s'il n'y a pas d'amour
Il suffit d'une chanson, pour faire confusion
A l'extérieur et à l'intérieur de moi.

Et on vole on vole, on va, ce sera parce que je t'aime

Moi je chante au doux rythme de ta respiration
C'est le printemps, ce sera parce que je t'aime
Une étoile tombe, mais dis moi où nous sommes
Qu'est ce que ça peut faire, ce sera parce que je t'aime
Na na na na na na …. on va toujours plus haut
C'est le printemps, ce sera parce que je t'aime
Une étoile tombe, ce sera parce que je t'aime
Et c'est pour cela que je chante doucement doucement
Une chanson, ce sera parce que je t'aime
Et je chante au rythme de ta douce respiration
C'est si beau, que cela ne me semble pas vrai
Si le monde est fou qu'est ce qu'il y a d'étrange
Fou pour fou au moins moins nous nous nous aimons

-gAvIn-

Our Diet habits

Since when do we human beings look at intangibles like carbs, fats, protein, beta carotene, vitamin when choosing our foods? Are they even food or simply edible food-like substance? Confused about which diet to follow, or which food actually brings us benefit, which doesn't? The New York Times has a very pertinent article that everyone is highly encouraged to read, even if you are a lazy teenager, a busy adult or whatever… (Ran out of ideas of example…)

Here’s the link to it.

Here are some rules of thumb, according to the author, to follow when choosing our food.

1. Eat food. Though in our current state of confusion, this is much easier said than done. So try this: Don’t eat anything your great-great-grandmother wouldn’t recognize as food. (Sorry, but at this point Moms are as confused as the rest of us, which is why we have to go back a couple of generations, to a time before the advent of modern food products.) There are a great many foodlike items in the supermarket your ancestors wouldn’t recognize as food (Go-Gurt? Breakfast-cereal bars? Nondairy creamer?); stay away from these.

2. Avoid even those food products that come bearing health claims. They’re apt to be heavily processed, and the claims are often dubious at best. Don’t forget that margarine, one of the first industrial foods to claim that it was more healthful than the traditional food it replaced, turned out to give people heart attacks. When Kellogg’s can boast about its Healthy Heart Strawberry Vanilla cereal bars, health claims have become hopelessly compromised. (The American Heart Association charges food makers for their endorsement.) Don’t take the silence of the yams as a sign that they have nothing valuable to say about health.

3. Especially avoid food products containing ingredients that are a) unfamiliar, b) unpronounceable c) more than five in number — or that contain high-fructose corn syrup.None of these characteristics are necessarily harmful in and of themselves, but all of them are reliable markers for foods that have been highly processed.

4. Get out of the supermarket whenever possible. You won’t find any high-fructose corn syrup at the farmer’s market; you also won’t find food harvested long ago and far away. What you will find are fresh whole foods picked at the peak of nutritional quality. Precisely the kind of food your great-great-grandmother would have recognized as food.

5. Pay more, eat less. The American food system has for a century devoted its energies and policies to increasing quantity and reducing price, not to improving quality. There’s no escaping the fact that better food — measured by taste or nutritional quality (which often correspond) — costs more, because it has been grown or raised less intensively and with more care. Not everyone can afford to eat well in America, which is shameful, but most of us can: Americans spend, on average, less than 10 percent of their income on food, down from 24 percent in 1947, and less than the citizens of any other nation. And those of us who can afford to eat well should. Paying more for food well grown in good soils — whether certified organic or not — will contribute not only to your health (by reducing exposure to pesticides) but also to the health of others who might not themselves be able to afford that sort of food: the people who grow it and the people who live downstream, and downwind, of the farms where it is grown.

“Eat less” is the most unwelcome advice of all, but in fact the scientific case for eating a lot less than we currently do is compelling. “Calorie restriction” has repeatedly been shown to slow aging in animals, and many researchers (including Walter Willett, the Harvard epidemiologist) believe it offers the single strongest link between diet and cancer prevention. Food abundance is a problem, but culture has helped here, too, by promoting the idea of moderation. Once one of the longest-lived people on earth, the Okinawans practiced a principle they called “Hara Hachi Bu”: eat until you are 80 percent full. To make the “eat less” message a bit more palatable, consider that quality may have a bearing on quantity: I don’t know about you, but the better the quality of the food I eat, the less of it I need to feel satisfied. All tomatoes are not created equal.

6. Eat mostly plants, especially leaves. Scientists may disagree on what’s so good about plants — the antioxidants? Fiber? Omega-3s? — but they do agree that they’re probably really good for you and certainly can’t hurt. Also, by eating a plant-based diet, you’ll be consuming far fewer calories, since plant foods (except seeds) are typically less “energy dense” than the other things you might eat. Vegetarians are healthier than carnivores, but near vegetarians (“flexitarians”) are as healthy as vegetarians. Thomas Jefferson was on to something when he advised treating meat more as a flavoring than a food.

7. Eat more like the French. Or the Japanese. Or the Italians. Or the Greeks. Confounding factors aside, people who eat according to the rules of a traditional food culture are generally healthier than we are. Any traditional diet will do: if it weren’t a healthy diet, the people who follow it wouldn’t still be around. True, food cultures are embedded in societies and economies and ecologies, and some of them travel better than others: Inuit not so well as Italian. In borrowing from a food culture, pay attention to how a culture eats, as well as to what it eats. In the case of the French paradox, it may not be the dietary nutrients that keep the French healthy (lots of saturated fat and alcohol?!) so much as the dietary habits: small portions, no seconds or snacking, communal meals — and the serious pleasure taken in eating. (Worrying about diet can’t possibly be good for you.) Let culture be your guide, not science.

8. Cook. And if you can, plant a garden. To take part in the intricate and endlessly interesting processes of providing for our sustenance is the surest way to escape the culture of fast food and the values implicit in it: that food should be cheap and easy; that food is fuel and not communion. The culture of the kitchen, as embodied in those enduring traditions we call cuisines, contains more wisdom about diet and health than you are apt to find in any nutrition journal or journalism. Plus, the food you grow yourself contributes to your health long before you sit down to eat it. So you might want to think about putting down this article now and picking up a spatula or hoe.

9. Eat like an omnivore. Try to add new species, not just new foods, to your diet. The greater the diversity of species you eat, the more likely you are to cover all your nutritional bases. That of course is an argument from nutritionism, but there is a better one, one that takes a broader view of “health.” Biodiversity in the diet means less monoculture in the fields. What does that have to do with your health? Everything. The vast monocultures that now feed us require tremendous amounts of chemical fertilizers and pesticides to keep from collapsing. Diversifying those fields will mean fewer chemicals, healthier soils, healthier plants and animals and, in turn, healthier people. It’s all connected, which is another way of saying that your health isn’t bordered by your body and that what’s good for the soil is probably good for you, too.

-gAvIn-

1. What does your name mean?
Gavin
origin: Welsh
meaning: White hawk (though I don't think my parents were even aware of this :)
Hunn 汉 : man (yeap, that's right, in a good sense)
Jinn 仁 : benevolence; kindheartedness; humanity; sensitive (that's true :D )

2. What's your current problem?
Finance, relationship

3. What's your middle name?
I still don't know what a middle name is...

4. What is your current relationship
status?
Single ;)

5.Honestly, does your crush like you
back?
hmm...aucune idée

6. What is your current mood?
Upbeat

7. What do you love most?
Em..hehe :D

8. What makes you happy?
Accomplishing little things in life

9. Are you musically inclined?
Yes, but I'm not that mainstream

10. If you could go back in time, and
change something, what would it be and
why?
Braver when dealing with members of the opposite sex :)

11. If you had to be an animal for one
day, what would you be?
I don't even want to think of it

12. Ever have a near death experience?
yeap :(

13. Name something you do a lot.
surfing, reading *cough*

14. What's the name of the song that's
stuck in your head right now?
Il mio canto libero - Laura Pausini (Io canto) + Juanes
It's a reprise of a 70s song by Lucio Battisti, simply sublime.

15. Who did you copy and paste this
from?
Zarf's blog - thanks ye

16. Name someone with the same b-day
as you.
Qi Ting..wait, but I know plenty who are 1 week within my birthday

18. Have you ever sang in front of a
large audience?
yeap, when I was like...4 years old, trust me, it didn't went well

20. What's the first thing you notice
about the OPPOSITE sex?
cute ke tak

25. Do you still watch kiddy movies or
TV shows?
Yes :)

26. Do you have braces?
Nope

27. Are you comfortable with your
weight?
Yeap

28. Do you speak any other languages?
Malay, penang hokkien, chinese, french and a bit spanish.

29. What's your favorite smell?
Nasi Masak Merah

30. Who do you think will re-post this?
On s'en fout cette question :)

-gAvIn-

Accounting in china, from the economist.

An equally large problem is the lack of accountants to process the raw numbers. In no other place in the world, and probably at no other time in history, have accountants been so sought-after as they are in China. By even the most generous reckoning, the country has fewer than 70,000 practising accountants, trying to do the work of anything from 300,000 to a million bean counters. To be an accounting student at a reputable school is to have a good job waiting. But even after several years of education, accountants require an apprenticeship, especially if they are to get to grips with international standards based on intellectually demanding principles rather prescriptive rules. Accountants in Britain, acknowledging the difficulties, are helping with the training.

Conclusion? It is good to study accounting.

-gAvin-

From Gary Mankiw, a harvard econ prof
Once you read this, you'll understand why econs is called the dismal science. They analyse too much ;)

Case Study
Gifts as Signals

A man is debating what to give his girlfriend for her birthday. "I know," he says to himself, "I'll give her cash. After all, I don't know her tastes as well as she does, and with cash, she can buy anything she wants." But when he hands her the money, she is offended. Convinced he doesn't really love her, she breaks off the relationship.

What's the economics behind this story?

In some ways, gift giving is a strange custom. As the man in our story suggests, people typically know their own preferences better than others do, so we might expect everyone to prefer cash to in-kind transfers. If your employer substituted merchandise of his choosing for your paycheck, you would likely object to the means of payment. But your reaction is very different when someone who (you hope) loves you does the same thing.

One interpretation of gift giving is that it reflects asymmetric information and signaling. The man in our story has private information that the girlfriend would like to know: Does he really love her? Choosing a good gift for her is a signal of his love. Certainly, the act of picking out a gift, rather than giving cash, has the right characteristics to be a signal. It is costly (it takes time), and its cost depends on private information (how much he loves her). If he really loves her, choosing a good gift is easy because he is thinking about her all the time. If he doesn't love her, finding the right gift is more difficult. Thus, giving a gift that suits the girlfriend is one way for him to convey the private information of his love for her. Giving cash shows that he isn't even bothering to try.

The signaling theory of gift giving is consistent with another observation: People care most about the custom when the strength of affection is most in question. Thus, giving cash to a girlfriend or boyfriend is usually a bad move. But when college students receive a check from their parents, they are less often offended. The parents' love is less likely to be in doubt, so the recipient probably won't interpret the cash gift as a signal of lack of affection.


-gAvIn-

Some more photos from Vienna

yeah, there are damn nice, no need to tell me ;p




















-gAvIn-

fuckin holz... (wrote this three days ago... what i thought and felt at that time...)

Well the holidays went by pretty fast… two weeks... and here i am three days from the re-start of uni... three days from our marketing examinations that is followed up by tons of other mid-terms... while my frenz went on an around the world trip, i stayed back in bordeaux... for the entire holidays, i stayed back in bordeaux. Why? Because of a gurl, that’s why... i kinda do really stupid things because of gurls... i haven’t actually thought of a New Year’s resolution, but now i think i have one... as far as i can remember, i have always been a fool around gurls... being used by them... a fren of mine once said that it’s probably because i’m too kind... i think it’s just because i’m too stupid... so, this year’s resolution, don’t fall in love, don’t be used, don’t be a fool...

U see, I spent the entire week with her, an entire week trying to get close to her... to make her realise that i am the guy for her... an entire week... and it worked out fine, i swear to u that it was perfect, that is till her boyfriend showed up... well, an entire week of hard work just vanished, in a blink of an eye... everything went back to the way it was... me loving her from afar... i could have gone around the world, studied for my examinations (which now i am trying to do with so little time meft and a heavily broken heart; i mean seriously torn and tattered), read the numerous books i promised myself i would read, but no, i stayed back for her... come to think of it, it was pretty much for me, knowing that she loves another, i still tried... a bit of a fool... a bit of a bastard... but then again, how can one manage his feelings? I know, there’s no excuse there, nor am i trying to find one or justify what i did, just telling u what’s been up with me oki...

Each time i see her, i want to hold her, touch her, kiss her... but what for? The fact is, she will never leave him... even though she says she feels the same way about me, there is so much between them... the fact is i am just digging a deeper and deeper hole for me to fall into...

I would love to say that that one week we spent together would be enough to last me a lifetime (as so well said in ‘A Walk To Remember’)... but it isn’t, it isn’t enough to last me to tommorow... and tommorow it starts all aver again... till the day i leave bordeaux...

I’ve been doubting myself a lot lately... need some sage advice from u guys... am i really fighting for the gurl that i luv? Or am i actually just trying to steal someone else’s gurl away? What should i do? Keep in mind, i see her every day one way or the other... we’re in the same friekin class!!! Which makes it so much more difficult... seeing the person u really really love, knowing that u will never be with that person...

I know, i speak of love like i know what i’m talking about... but what is love? Is it being comfortable with the person ur with to the point where u dun wear that mask u put on daily... is love thinking about that person the first and last thing of the day? Is it having ur heart ache when she’s not around, and having it beat just a little bit faster when she is? Honestly, i don’t know, but if that is love, then i do love her...

-aDRiANo-