While the whole of Kuala Lumpur, and huge swathes of Peninsula Malaysia (read this, this and this), is suffering from a major power outage since about 1230H, we still have air-conditioning, elevators, working security doors, working PCs and internet connection and half the lights at the very organised place for which I work. We have our own power generators! The only thing we don’t have at the moment is Astro!
Damn! So much for going home early…!
Posted on January 13th, 2005 by jl
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i discovered the difference.
whereas others keep their grief and pain under a cloak of activities and happy discoveries, i bare them for all to see and read. but we all have our own problems to deal with.
welcome to the netherworld.
JikonLai.com - where grief lives.
I rolled back onto the lawn and pressed my forehead to the ground again and made the noise Father calls groaning. I make this noise when there is too much information coming into my head from the outside world. It is like when you are upset and you hold the radio against your ear and you tune it halfway between two stations so that all you get is white noise and then you turn the volume right up so that this is all you can hear and then you know you are safe because you cannot hear anything else.
- Mark Haddon, “The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time“
Posted on January 8th, 2005 by jl
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WARNING: This is a long meandering post that doesn’t really go anywhere. I didn’t have the heart to throw all that writing effort away…
When I was a child, my parents used to try and shame me into finishing my food (in particular rice because I hated eating plain steamed rice when there was no more lauk - still do) by saying that there were many little African children starving in this world. “Try” being the operative word. My standard reply was, “send the rice to Africa then!” and I would leave my plate with the uneaten rice on the table.
So what’s the point of this silly little tale from my inane childhood, other than to illustrate that I could be a brat when I wanted to?
Posted on December 29th, 2004 by jl
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to everyone who as a result of the recent tragedy in the Indian Ocean/Straits of Malacca now find themselves in grief…
may you find someone who will listen
may you stumble upon compassionate souls
may others be generous with their time and energy and walk you through your emotional and psychological pain
may you discover inner strength and courage
may you learn to breathe, walk and live again
may you learn that you’re not alone and that somewhere out there, someone does understand
may you survive through your period of grief
and may hope, light and joy dawn upon your days again
…God bless…
Posted on December 28th, 2004 by jl
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Posted on December 27th, 2004 by jl
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