just minishorts.

It starts again.

3.30 - 5.00 pm - Visit to the only Google-like office in Klang Valley
7.00 - 11.00 pm - Rush to Midtown KL for some ads-awards presentations thingy by some Chinese media company
8.00 am - Off to the office to catch the local bus to Morib for meeting.

MEETINGS TO LAST THE ENTIRE TWO DAYS…. blaaaaaaaaaaah

I thought I'd update a little more.

Just now Edrei just called me a power woman. And I CRINGED at that word. Interestingly today I'm wearing a full corporate suit, black blazer, black slacks, white feminine blouse inside (but WHITE)… but for some reason I TAK SUKA the 'power woman' reference very much lah.

So I called Eric to rant a bit about work lor. Oh that I do all the time. At work I'm a nice person, very diplomatic even when I feel like being bitchy (and deep inside I think you all agree I'm damn evil lah kan with motivations to take over the world and kill all men yay), so my dear man he gets the bulk of my wrath.

Today he listened and then he said, 'Aiyah your heart must be more open, then you won't get angry at stupid people right? .'

I yelled, 'HOW CAN I BE MORE GIVING lah? These things are really nerve-wrecking okay, and they give me NOTHING BUT STRESS!! '

'Well if your heart is open you'll get something great in return.'
'Heh?'
'Think about it lor, if your heart is more open, then it will naturally expand, hence your chest will also expand, and you will get bigger breasts.'

'…'

HE ALWAYS DOES THIS LOR…

I used to have conversational pieces with my friends, people like you.

I used to be carefree. I used to take them all, the funny shoots. I used to jot them down, those little crushes. I used to tell the world.

And you would laugh, you would cry, you would nod, you should shake your head. Unbelieving. Believing. That's what you were like.

Alas now, the burdens of my ego, not required, yet there, they weigh me down.

I wish I could tell you how I feel, but I can't.

*sigh*

I sometimes suspect that Doomsday Evangelists are celebrating the Devil more than they are celebrating Christ's gift of life for us.

There you have it. A controversial suspicion to think about, and oh yes, the obvious declaration that minishorts is back to her anti-end-of-times rant all over again.

Just a few months ago, someone who has put her entire heart and soul into proclaiming God's kingdom so that it comes the soonest possible told me that a very very pure soul and one who is loved by Christ, will only need to listen, and 'She will be able to hear trumpets sounding in the sky.'

I now say that if one day comes and I can suddenly hear triumphant trumpets in the sky I would go straight to a doctor to find out if there's something wrong with my brain.

The other day some guy at a church told me Revelations is coming through because with the invention of bio-chips, we will all bear the sign of the devil. Unless of course you are a good Christian because a good Christian will refuse to bear the sign of the devil.

'So what are you doing then?'
'we should all be very afraid … because God is coming to judge.'
'So you're living life in fear is it?'
'Yes, we should be.'
'So is being Christian means living life in fear?'
'Not of God, but of the devil.'
'But believing in God means you should not be afraid of the devil mah.'
'I'm Christian because I want to go to heaven. That's a promise…'

I apologize for the leading questions, but damn it (pardon me)… why you guys so greedy one. You become Christian because of a candy-ticket. And that's not very nice of you at all.

Recently also several caring people have told me that I must read Mary K Baxter's A Divine Revelation of Hell. Well I read it and I think it is a piece of rubbish written by a woman who probably suffers from hallucinating spells.

Either I'm being paranoid or this observation is true, there IS a certain revival of End-Times-Theory in many evangelical churches. The interesting thing is several leaders have mentioned that the earthquakes and tsunamis and the ongoing wars around the world are signs of the end-of-days, and that we should be afraid, we should be very afraid. Never-mind that earthquakes are natural geological phenomena, and never mind that wars have existed from the beginning of time, history just doesn't matter. Because this current world has to be more fallen than the ones that have existed since time, so we have to be in it. Christ is riding the clouds soon.

CHIEW. SO STUPID AND PRESUMPTUOUS, okay? I beh-tahan. Why? Because civilizations have fallen and risen and we have been through this so many many times since over 2000 years ago. Of course I also view that Revelations is thick with allegory, hence my opinion that should not read it as is. Except of course very few people share this view with me… and I'm fine that, really.

I just wish that those of you who are so convicted in your beliefs will remain just that, convicted, and not force me to agree with you.

It's true. This girl has very little patience for people who insist that Christ will come and break through the clouds on his chariots of fire, because people who insist on reading the Book of Relevations LITERALLY probably agree also that GARFIELD is a cat that can really talk. I usually just keep my tongue because I'm outnumbered by the masses, most Christians I know can't wait for the world to end.

What if you're like me, someone who keeps saying that, 'Come on lah, stop obsessing over the Book of Relevations. It's not a book of doom, it ought to be a book of comfort, a book of solace, a reminder to believers that no matter what (end of days included) let us not fear (death, or end of days) because Christ is with us, and therefore we are saved.'

Where I come from, having this kind of observation and understanding makes me a prodigal child. Interestingly when Christians gather they like to discuss the end of the world a lot, as if the bunch of us are so tortured by the inequalities of the world and we can't do anything about this suffering so we keep on praying that God will send his judgement soon.

It's as if so many of us are all waiting for the last day to say to our detractors, 'HAH, PADAN MUKA. NOW YOU DIE IN HELL. I LIVE IN HEAVEN. WHEE WHEE I AM SO HAPPY.'

…

Today, I'm making this a very open statement, 'I DO NOT AGREE WITH YOU. AND I PRAY THAT YOU WOULD STOP CELEBRATING THE DEVIL BY PUSHING FORTH YOUR END-TIMES-THEORY. GOD CAME TO SAVE US FROM SIN, NOT SCARE US INTO BECOMING A BUNCH OF HEAVEN-GREEDY MATERIALISTIC FOOLS.'

Some of you are going to start praying for me right now, that God will speak to me and show me the true path. I know it because you are predictable and boring like that.

Fine, whatever makes you tick. Go tick in your own space though. I'm functioning quite well here. Really, since I'm not about to change your minds, and you're not about to convince me that you're right, I hope the Revelation-preachers will stay far far away from this blog. Forever and ever, yay.

I'm at the office today, waiting for the folks from LensaMalaysia. We're having our March LensaTalks with Eric Peris as the 'star of the month', in right about 1/2 hour from now.

Last night was quite taxing on me. I left Bangsar at about 4.45 pm only to get stuck in the Friday jams. The party was … well… different. Going as a blogger, vs going as a representative of a sponsor, these two oddly juxtaposed together had its telling effects on how I considered the whole affair. I'll leave the reporting to the rest of the bloggers who had more fun than I did. Suffice to say… aiyah, when you sit at the VIP table with VERY IMPORTANT PEEEEEEPPPPLLLLEEEE, you tend to get a little claustrophobic—which was precisely how I felt.

I had the pleasure though, of sharing the table with the Chairman of PIKOM, Mr Lee Boon Kok who had found an old friend in socio-political blogger Jeff Ooi. Shallow me thought it was rather amusing that Mr Lee mentioned of the lawsuit involving bloggers (you-know-who) several times. For some reason, the unlikeliest bunch of people have become a force to be reckoned with. With the lawsuit, now when you say 'blogger', the cocked-eyebrow expression has become rare.

Unfortunately, even being a blogger myself, I'm not sure if this is entirely a good thing.

I'd like to consider this fact that while the bulk of the bloggers are still very much happy in our efforts in monkey-ing around. Now understand that I have no intention of ridiculing this interest, rather I'm talking from a personal point and to me, going online to rant and ramble in this quiet space has become a spirited distraction from work — hence the expression. Having digressed, I actually said that being noticed is not always a good thing, because the rest of the Internet-savvy people who're now listening to us might think we're all a little bit like Jeff and Rocky. Wander around a little more and well, we're not all like that. Most of us are far too opinionated for our own good, and while being bloggers we're well able to admit our shortcomings and remind each other that what we say might not be representative of the community as a whole… newcomers to the scene might get over-excited and take us far too seriously.

I'm probably going to sit on that consideration over the next few days. The talk has just begun.

If you're interested in photography, why not come to the TNB-LensaTalk event, happening every 2nd Saturday of the month. Interested members of the public have to register at LensaMalaysia's forums, which is in itself a great place to share ideas with amateurs and professionals.

Note: I just found out about what Datuk Seri Tengku Adnan said about bloggers. Hmmm… maybe he should read this post lah… because I'm female, working, and well, the Datuk might want to remember that there are three kinds of lies: lies, damned lies and STATISTICS. Since he is also a politician I thought of searching around to see if he also holds a law degree at the same time. Alas, no such luck… I can't seem to get a biography that describes his education background. Okay, maybe I really should keep my opinions to myself.

850-word average whenever I have the time to post. Sheesh.

I KNOW I KNOW! I write really really long posts.

Hence why I'm just going to stop here right now.